Phineas F. Bresee - A Prince In Israel - Media Sabda Org
Phineas F. Bresee - A Prince In Israel - Media Sabda Org
Phineas F. Bresee - A Prince In Israel - Media Sabda Org
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Dr. <strong>Bresee</strong> thus describes the character of the people who had united with the Church of the<br />
Nazarene in the part of Illinois where this campmeeting was held:<br />
Heroic People<br />
"The Nazarene people in these parts--like those called to this work usually--are of the noble,<br />
heroic type. They have generally gone into this work because of their love for holiness, and the deep<br />
sense of the necessity of organization where there is full liberty Godward and heavenward, where<br />
holiness can be enjoyed, preached and testified to, without hindrance, and where the people can be<br />
led into the cleansing fountain. Many of them have the faith and devotion of the early church, and<br />
stand as pillars against the ungodliness of these times. Their homes are places of holy influence, and<br />
they are as salt in these communities where sin so sadly prevails."<br />
Whiskey-Soaked Conditions<br />
I continue to quote from Dr. <strong>Bresee</strong>: "We were surprised, shocked, and appalled at the revelations<br />
made to us of the condition of this part of the country. We are not familiar with the laws of this state<br />
in reference to the sale of liquor. But it is licensed, the saloons in these parts paying $1,000 a year<br />
for the privilege of robbing and killing the people, and rapidly destroying civilization.<br />
"I understand that the state has made at least a feint of setting some bounds of decency to the work<br />
of the saloon, but it is like setting bounds of safety to a licensed mad dog. Here it overleaps all<br />
bounds, breaks down all barriers, and pours out its liquid death all around.<br />
"A young man dying from whisky nearby during the campmeeting, aroused my inquiries, and I<br />
was told that the same thing occurred during the meeting last year; that nearly all the young men in<br />
the country drink; that it is difficult to find boys in this section from twelve to twenty-four that do<br />
not drink. One good, reliable man told me that in the township in which he lives and knows the<br />
people well, out of forty or fifty boys whom he knows, there are only four who do not drink liquor;<br />
that many of the younger husbands and fathers are drunkards; that many of the young men are also<br />
drunkards, and that most of the boys are fast on the way. He states that the saloon-keepers sell to any<br />
boy that has the money, and that the older boys debauch the younger ones, until the boy that is not<br />
already in the way to drunkenness, is a rarity. This same brother told me of the sad condition of the<br />
family of an old local preacher; that his four sons were drunkards, and that his daughter's three sons<br />
were already drunkards.<br />
"This is as fair and fertile a land as the sun ever shone upon, and to be thus bitterly cursed by the<br />
whisky demon, seems beyond endurance. If it can not be remedied by law or moral suasion, who<br />
would blame the mothers and wives, if they got Mrs. Nation's hatchet, and began a revival of<br />
destruction of the venomous serpents of hell? If the right of revolution is sacred, it certainly inheres<br />
to the homes which are being robbed of all their possessions, and from which the dearest treasures<br />
of childhood are being sold into slavery and death."