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her　to　notice　the　lack　of　all　Christian　fellowship；　but　she　saw　the
cool　way　in　which　she　was　treated　and　she　stopped　going　to　church。　A
false　report　of　treachery　was　told　to　this　minister　by　her　unfeeling；　jealous
husband；　and　without　going　to　see　this　poor　woman；　it　was　decided　to　take
her　name　from　the　church　book；

One　Lord's　Day　morning；　before　Mr。　Nicholson　commenced　his　sermon；
he　said：　〃It　is　the　painful　duty　of　the　church　to　withdraw　fellowship　from
Sister　Tucker；　〃who　had　been　living　in　open　adultery。〃　I　was　sitting　in
front；　and　I　rose　to　my　feet。

Mr。　Nicholson　said：　〃You　sit　down；　the　elders　will　attend　to　this。〃

I　said：　〃No；　the　elders　will　not；　but　I　will。　What　you　have　said　is
not　true　about　this　woman。　She　has　been　a　member　of　the　church　for　two
years；　and　neither　you　nor　the　elders　or　any　member　of　this　church　but
myself　have　been　in　her　home。　I　do　for　that　woman　what　I　would　want
some　one　to　do　for　me；　under　the　same　circumstances。　These　elders　never
reclaim　the　erring　or　pray　with　the　dying；　but　this　poor　little　lamb　has
come　in　for　shelter；　and　they　are　pulling　the　fleece　off　of　her。〃

All　this　time　Mr。　Nicholson　was　telling　me　in　angry　tones　to　〃sit
down〃。　He　then　called　on　the　elders　to　take　me　out；　came　down　from　the
pulpit；　took　me　by　the　arm　intending　to　put　me　out　himself；　but　he　could
not　move　me。　I　turned　to　the　audience；　told　them　what　the　preacher　said
could　not　be　proven。　The　Normal　was　in　session　and　there　were　many
strangers　present。　I　sat　down　as　calmly　as　if　nothing　had　happened　out　of
the　usual；　and　waited　until　the　close。

Mr。　Nicholson　came　to　me　after　service　and　said：　〃We　will　settle
your　case。〃

I　said：　〃Do　your　worst　and　do　your　best。〃

That　afternoon　the　elders　met　in　the　church；　and　withdrew　from　me
because　I　was　a　〃stumbling　block；〃　and　a　〃disturber　of　the　peace。〃　This
was　a　grief　to　me；　for　my　beloved　father；　mother；　brothers　and　sisters
belonged　to　this　society　of　Christians；　and　I　had；　since　I　was　a　child　ten
years　of　age。　I　wept　much　over　this；　but　I　went　to　church　as　usual；　not
so　much　to　the　Christian　church；　but　the　Baptist；　where　they　were　very
kind　to　me。

Bro。　Wesley　Cain　had　charge　of　that　church　and　this　man　and　his
wife　were　a　tower　of　strength　to　me。　What　this　man　and　wife　did　for　the
people　of　Medicine　Lodge　will　receive　approbation　on　〃That　Day；〃　at　the
resurrection　of　the　just。

Mrs。　Cain　was　local　president　of　the　W。　C。　T。　U。　and　she　was　at　her
post；　was　self…sacrificing；　and　had　such　a　sympathizing　heart。　The　poor
never　applied　to　Bro。　Cain　and　his　noble　wife　in　vain。　I　have　much　to
thank　them　for。

I　was　Jail　Evangelist　at　this　time　for　the　W。　C。　T。　U。　and　I　learned
that　almost　everyone　who　was　in　jail　was　directly　or　indirectly　there　from
the　influence　of　intoxicating　drinks。　I　began　to　ask　why　should　we　have
the　result　of　the　saloon；　when　Kansas　was　a　prohibition　state；　and　the
constitution
made　it　a　crime　to　manufacture；　barter；　sell　or　give　away　intoxicating
drinks？　When　I　went　to　Medicine　Lodge　there　were　seven　dives
where　drinks　were　sold。　I　will　give　some　reasons　why　they　were　removed。
I　began　to　harass　these　dive…keepers；　although　they　were　not　as　much　to
blame　as　the　city　officials　who　allowed　them　to　run。　Mart　Strong　was　a
noted　joint…keeper。　He　and　his　son；　Frank；　were　both　bad　drinking　characters；
and　would　sell　it　every　chance　they　got。　Mart　had　a　dive　and　I
was　in　several　times　to　talk　to　him；　and　he　would　try　to　flatter　me　and
turn　things　into　a　joke。　When　he　saw　I　did　not　listen　to　such　talk；
treated　me　very　rude。　One　Saturday　I　saw　quite　a　number　of　men
into　his　place；　and　I　went　in　also。　Saloons　in　Kansas　generally　have　a
front　room　to　enter　as　a　precaution；　then　a　back　room　where　the　bar　is。
I　didn't　get　farther　than　the　front；　for　Mart　came　hastily；　taking　me　by　the
shoulders　and　said：　〃Get　out　of　here；　you　crazy　woman。〃　I　was　singing
this　song：

　Who　hath　sorrow？　Who　hath　Woe？
　They　who　dare　not　answer　no；
　They　whose　feet　to　sin　incline；
　While　they　tarry　at　the　wine。

CHORUS：

　They　who　tarry　at　the　wine　cup
　They　who　tarry　at　the　wine　cup。
　They　who　tarry　at　the　wine　cup。

　Who　hath　babblings；　who　hath　strife？
　He　who　leads　a　drunkard's　life；
　He　whose　loved　ones　weep　and　pine；
　While　he　tarries　at　the　wine。

　Who　hath　wounds　without　a　cause？
　He　who　breaks　God's　holy　laws；
　He　who　scorns　the　Lord　divine；
　While　he　tarries　at　the　wine。

　Who　hath　redness　at　the　eyes？
　Who　brings　poverty　and　sighs？
　Unto　homes　almost　divine；
　While　he　tarries　at　the　wine？

　Touch　not；　taste　not；　handle　not：
　Drink　will　make　the　dark；　dark　blot；
　Like　an　adder　it　will　sting；
　And　at　last　to　ruin　bring；
　They　who　tarry　at　the　drink。〃


I　continued　to　sing　this；　with　tears　running　down　my　face。　When　I
finished　the　song　there　was　a　great　crowd；　some　of　the　men　had　tears　in
their　eyes　as　well。　James　Gano；　the　constable；　was　standing　near　the　door
and　said：　〃I　wish　I　could　take　you　off　the　streets。〃　I　said：　〃Yes；　you
want　to　take　me；　a　woman；　whose　heart　is　breaking　to　see　the　ruin　of　these
men；　the　desolate　homes　and　broken　laws；　and　you　a　constable；　oath…bound
to　close　his　man's　unlawful　business。〃

The　treatment　I　got　at　the　hands　of　this　Mart　Strong　was　told　to　the
mayor　and　councilmen；　and　there　was　great　indignation。　The　councilmen
went　to　Mart's　place　that　night。　The　door　was　locked　and　a　number　of
gamblers　were　in　there。　The　mayor　forced　the　door　open　and　told　Mart
Strong　never　to　open　business　in　the　town　again。　He　left　next　day；　and
this　closed　up　one　of　the　worst　places　in　the　town。　Then　there　was　Henry
Durst；　another　jointist　of　long　standing　who　was　a　German　and　had
accumulated　quite　a　lot　of　property　by　this　dishonest　business。　He　was　a
prominent　Catholic。　A　Mrs。　Elliott；　a　good　Christian　woman；　came　to　my
home　crying　bitterly　and　between　sobs　told　me；　that　for　six　weeks　her　husband
had　been　drinking　at　Durst's　bar；　until　he　was　crazy。　She　had　been
washing　to　feed　her　three　children　and　for　some　days　had　nothing　in　the
house　but　cornbread　and　molasses。　She　said　that　her　husband　had　come
in；　wild　with　drink　and　run　his　family　out　and　kicked　over　the　table　and
she　said：　〃I　came　to　you　to　ask　you　what　to　do。〃

I　did　not　speak　a　word；　for　I　was　too　full　of　conflicting　feelings；　but　I
put　on　my　bonnet　and　Sister　Elliott　asked　me　what　I　was　going　to　do。　I
told　her　that　I　did　not　know；　but　for　her　to　come　with　me。　We　walked
down　to　Henry　Durst's　place；　a　distance　of　half　a　mile。　I　fell　down　on　my
knees　before　the　screen　and　began　to　call　on　God。　There　were　five　men
in　there　drinking。　I　was　indifferent　to　those　passing　the　street。　It　was　a
strange　sight　to　see　women　on　their　knees　on　the　most　prominent　part
of　the　street。　I　told　God　about　this　man　selling　liquor　to　this　woman's
husband；　and　told　Him　she　had　been　washing　to　get　bread；　and　asked　God
to　close　up　this　den　and　drive　this　man　out。　Mrs。　Elliott　also　prayed。　We
then　told　this　man　that　God　would　hear　and　that　hell　was　his　portion　if
he　did　not　change。　In　a　short　time　he　closed　his　bar；　left　his　family
there；　and　went　to　another　state。　His　property　was　sold　gradually　and　he
never　returned；　except　to　move　his　family　away；　and　I　heard　afterwards
he　was　reduced　to　poverty。

Another　jointist　was　named　Hank　O'Bryan。　In　passing　his　place　one
night　from　prayer…meeting；　I　smelled　the　horrid　drink　and　went　in。　A
man　by　the　name　of　Grogan　was　there；　half　drunk；　and　I　said：　〃You　have
a　dive　here。〃　Mr。　Grogan　replied：　〃No；　Mother　Nation；　you　are　wrong；
and　I　can　prove　it。〃

〃Let　me　see　what　you　have　in　the　back　room；〃　I　asked。　〃All　right；
Mother；〃　he　said；　and　took　me　through　several　windings；　until　I　came　to　a
very　small　room　with　a　table　covered　with　beer　bottles；　that　had　been
recently　emptied；　and　in　one　corner　sat　a　man；　Mr。　Smith；　a　man　from
Sharon；　who　the　W。　C。　T。　U。　had　been　talking　of　handling　for　selling
liquor　in　that　town。　Mr。　Grogan　introduced　me　to　him；　and　he；　Mr。
Smith；　looked　terrified　and　astonished。　I　took　up　one　of　the　bottles
and　asked　what　it　had　contained。　His　reply：　〃Hop　Tea。〃　I　asked：
〃What　name　is　that　on　the　label？〃　It　was　〃Anheuser…Busch；〃　but　I　could
get　neither　of　them　to　pronounce　it。　I　turned　up　one　of　the　bottles　and
put　it　to　my　lips　and　told　them　that　it　was　beer；　and　that　I　could　take　an
oath　that　it　was。　Grogan　threw　up　his　hands　saying：　〃Now；　Mother
Nation；　if　you　get　me　into　trouble　I　will　do　something　desperate。〃　I
had　visited　this　man　Grogan　in　jail　about　a　year　before　this；　where
he　was　put　for　getting　drunk　and　fighting。　I　said：　〃I　do　not　wish
to　get　either　of　you　in　trouble；　but　want　to　get　you　out。〃　I　had　my　Bible
with　me　and　I　opened　it　to　several　passages　where　drink　was　condemned；
and　told　them　where　it　would　lead。　I　told　them　I　would　not　speak　of　this
to　anyone。　When　I　said　I　would　not　〃tell　on　them〃　the　look　of　gladness
on　their　faces　was　pitiful　to　see。

I　said；　I　am　going　to　pray　God　to　have　mercy　on　you。　Kneel　down；
like　two　obedient　little　childrenthey　kneltsome　may　smile　at　this；
but　I　was　deeply　affected　and　felt　a　compassion　and　tenderness　toward
these　poor　men；　whom　the　devil　was　leading　captive　at　his　will。　That
prayer　I　offered；　was　heard。

In　one　week　from　that　time　this　man　Grogan　came　to　my　house；　one
Sunday　morning；　and　fell　down　at　my　feet　crying　and　wringing　his　hands；
saying：　〃Oh！　Mrs。　Nation　I　am　going　to　hell；　but　it　is　not　your　fault　and
I　came　to　ask　you　to　pray　for　me。〃　He　was　in　great　agony　of　soul。
He　had　been　drinking　until　he　was　almost　crazy。　He　left　in　about　half
an　hour；　saying　he　〃was　going　to　hell；〃　but　I　told　him；　no；　to　have　faith
in　God　and　He　would　save　him。

This　was　the　last　I　saw　of　him；　but　I　heard　afterwards　that　he　had
a　small　store　in　Wichita　and　was　living　in　the　rear　of　it　with　his　family。
The　person　that　told　me　of　him；　said　that　he　asked　Mr。　Grogan　if　he　sold
liquor。　His　answer　was：　〃No；　I　got　enough　of　that　in　Medicine　Lodge。〃
This　Mr。　Smith　became　a　wreck　for　a　time；　and　lost　his　business　in　Sharon。
After　I　came　out　of　jail　in　Wichita　the　third　time；　I　met　a　man　on　the
street　and　he　made　himself　known　as　the　Smith　of　Sharon。　He　looked
qui