The Use and Need of the Life of Carry A. Nation
Will be driven from our shore,
From every village, hamlet and the glade.
O, God raise up a million,
Of our Carrie Nation minds,
That they may fight for freedom, from the thrall.
Let's join our hands with Carrie
And do not let us tarry,
Oh, let us toil for Jesus one and all.
AMERICA'S HISTORIC HATCHET.
Ere Yankee Doodle came to town,
And routed king and tory,
Three words sublime were writ by time
To live in song and story;
"George Washington"--immortal name
There's few or none can match it;
His father's favorite cherry tree,
And "George's little hatchet."
In Boston's harbor next we trace
The little hatchet's story;
In smashing up the Crown's tea-chests,
It won a crown of glory.
And every time Wrong shows his head,
That weapon "bald doth snatch it,
For patriot hands are ever found
To wield the "Yankee hatchet."
A century and more has passed,
With blooms and blizzards blowing
O'er Kansas' plains--where corn and grains,
'Round happy homes are growing;
Where statutes pure close each "joint" door,
Forbidding to unlatch it,
There, in the fight, defending Right,
We find our "loyal hatchet."
The boy who 'could not tell a lie,"
The flag of freedom planted,
He shelled "Corn"--wallis to the "cob"
On Yorktown's field undaunted.
Since then, our tea is duty free
No Briton dare attach it;
While the new woman in the case,
Now poses with the hatchet.
She dares to fight a gorgon fight!
A cruel monster hell-born,
Whose hungry maw, ignoring law,
Mocks misery's tears to scorn.
She may not slay the beast, but aye
Her blows will badly scratch it;
All praise is due the woman true,
Who wields the "home-guard" hatchet.
When time shall build the marble guild,
That marks man's reformation,
Its arch of fame shall bear the name
Of dauntless Carrie Nation.
Her righteous scorn of rum and wrong--
May all creation catch it,
And join the "Woman's World Crusade,"
Armed with "our nation's" hatchet.
--Minna Irving, in Leslie's Weekly. Revised and
second stanza added by C. Butler Andrews.
THE HATCHET CRUSADE.
(Dedicated to Mrs. Carry Nation.)
Oh, woman, armed with one little hatchet.
Fighting for justice and right,
And with your brave mother courage
Knowing your cause was right,
You've done more to hasten God's kingdom,
And to crush satan's power o'er men,
Than countless numbers of creation's lords,
With the power of the ballot thrown in.
You've awakened the mothers to action
Whose powers have long dormant been,
While the minions of satan have strained every nerve
To ruin our boys and our men.
Rouse, mothers, too long we've been sleeping,
Shall one of us let it be said
That we calmly stood by while those who are dear
Were down to destruction led.
American mothers, hear me,
If you think God will not send the warning
In hieroglyphics upon the wall?
God is not mocked, He is just the same,
And has given the power to you.
If you're weighed and found wanting our nation will fall
Because you did not your duty do.
Then let us unfurl our broad banners,
Fling their folds to the breezes high,
Let this still be our motto,
"We'll trust in God, and keep our powder dry."
--CARRIE CHEW SNEDDON.
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"The Use and Need of the
Life of Carry A. Nation."
Revised Edition. 25,000 Copies.
Finely Illustrated.
Fancy Paper Covers, 50c. Cloth, $1.00
BY MAIL POSTPAID.
ADDRESS ALL ORDERS TO
CARRY A. NATION, Guthrie, Okla.
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Prohibition Federation.
Organizers wanted. We want earnest men and
women to take the field and do active, aggressive work
for us.
Send for literature and instructions to headquarters,
Guthrie, Oklahoma.
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YOUR BALLOT
IS
YOUR
HATCHET
"The word of God is quick and powerful and sharper than any
two edged sword, piercing even to the dividing asunder of soul and
spirit."
The Home Defender.
The Home Builder.
"Be it ever so humble, there's no place like home."
TO CUT
OUT
THE EVIL
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The above is the heading of my paper which I am now publishing at
Guthrie, Okla.
I know that the mass of the people are in the dark concerning my work
and the need of it, because of the misrepresentations of the rum-bought
press. I have written my book which gives the facts of God's calling me
into this work because He loves the people and has heard the mothers'
prayers.
I want every person who reads this announcement to send for a free
sample copy of the "Hatchet." It will open your eyes. It will make
prohibition votes.
The aroused motherhood of this nation SHALL rescue her children
and stop the soul-destroying, vote-protected, licensed-for-money liquor
traffic in its annual slaughter of a hundred thousand of her sons.
If you want a prohibition paper that even the enemies of prohibition
will subscribe for and read, write to "The Hatchet" for terms. It is a
sixteen page illustrated monthly magazine, 25cts per year. It is a "hit"
and smashes where it hits.
Special offer: Send the names of ten of the most active prohibition
men and women of your neighborhood and ten cents, and you will receive
"The Hatchet" for one year.
Full time workers can make good wages and many converts to prohibition
by selling my book. "The Use and Needs of the Life of Carry A.
Nation." For terms write "The Hatchet," Guthrie, Okla.
Special Offer: Send us 50cts and we will send you the book and also
"The Hatchet" for one year. After receiving the book if you are not
satisfied return it in good condition inside of seven days and we will refund
your money.
DO IT NOW. While you wait, liquor wins! Procrastination is the
thief of time--of votes--of souls!
Address, "THE HATCHET," Guthrie, Oklahoma