A THREADBARE YARN.

New Zealand Illustrated Sporting & Dramatic Review, Volume XVI, Issue 954, 18 June 1908, Page 21

A THREADBARE YARN.

One of the accredited lecturers on behalf of the np-license party has been again endeavouring to persuade his hearers that no-license does not mean prohibition. We would have thought that prohibition leaders would have by this time become tired of parading this old no-license stalk-ing-horse about the country, and give the average voter credit for having some little sense of discrimination left. Emphatically no-license does mean prohibition, and particularly so to the large majority of workers who cannot afford to establish cellars in their houses.

If no-license does not mean prohibition, then we would like to know what course is left open to the moderate drinker, who does not wish to keep liquor in his house, nor wishes to become a dodging law-breaker by being a patron of the inevitable slygrog den. If the closing of legally licensed premises does not spell absolute prohibition to such a one (and such are very many), then we don’t know how to spell.