Watertown republican. [volume] (Watertown, Wis.) 1860-1906, 1860-09-28

bleeding jade, and so the spectral rider
goes. East and west, night ard day-and
may the stccd 60 to perditlon, if only the
riders reach their goal. Loud applause
and cheers
Oh, there is justice in history. He has,
1t at last the idol Of his dreams--the OBJ
ject of his fondest wishes-for which he has
laid so many treacherous sheme for
which he has turned so many summer
sault for which he has struck so many
blow at the peace of the Republic, for
which he has so often prostituted himself
and his followers, for which he has hugged
so mary loafcr, and insulted SO many an
honest man, for which he made every rum
shop his head quarters, and every rufhan
his friend-he has it at last, the nonlina-
ton for the Presidency but what be has
craved as blessing has come down upon
him as a curse To be nominated and
know that an election is impossible to be
voted for, and to know that every vote for
him is for Breckenridge and Lane, whom
be hates, Applause, aid every vote
against him a vote for Lincoln when be
does not love. Renewed applause,
To be worked for, and be aware that
those who do the work work not for him
but for themselves! To be dead, and yet
alive enough to be conscious of Death
Laughter. Oh, there is justice in his
tory! Am Iexaggeratlng? Where is the
mighty leader whose voice once called mil
lions into the field? At TIE street corners
and cross roads YOU see him standing like
blind downfallen Belisarius--not in viz
tue, but in povcrty-a bevy of political
harlots surrounding him, and begging for
the miserable obolus of a vote; begging
the Know Nothings whom he once affected
to despise begging the Wings, whom he
once insuIted with his brawling denuncia-
tions; invoking the spirit of Henry Clay,
whom he once called black hearted trail
tor (cries of ''shame.") Oh poor Belisa-
rius! The party harlots that surround him
with their elamorous begging cry, steal cv-
cry vote they receive for him, and put it
into their own pockets. applause.
Where is the bold. powerful aeitator,
whose voice once sounded so defantly on
every contested field? Behold him on his
sentimental journey Daughter. } vainly try
ing to find his mothers home and his fa-
theirs grave: apologizng with squeamish
affectation for his uncalled-for and indecent
appearance in public, like one of the con-
demned spirits you read of in the myths of
by-gone ages, restlessly perambulating the
world (laughter,) condemned to more
terrible punishment than Tantalus, who
had to pour water into the leaky cask-for
he is condemned tc deliver that old speech
of his over and over again (applausc and
cheers and laughter, as often as he ar
rivcs at hotel that has balcony (laugh-
ter, as often as his journey is arrested by
a spontaneous gathering. And when you
hear subterranean spectral voice cry out.
"my great principle. non-intervention p
THAT is the dead squatter sovereignty
atoning for the evil deeds he committed in
his bodily existence. (Prolonged laughter
and cheers.
Not long ago he haunted the railroad
crossings and clam-bakes of New England !;
then the cotton fields of the South-the
ghastly apparition was last seen in this
neighborhood. prolonged laughter and
cheers.) Where is that formidable party
tyrant whose wishes once were COM
mands who broke down sacred promises
with mere stroke of his finger whose
very nod made the heads of those who dis
pleased him fly into the basket whose
very whims wei tests democracy? WI ere
is he who once. like Macbeth, thought him
self invulnerablc by any man ''who was of
women born;' inyincible, .....
-"Until
Great Birnam Wood TO high Dunsinane hill,
Should come against him" i.
Like Macbeth, he has believed the fends
''That paltercd him in double senser
and there he stands, tied to the stake Of
his nomination.
He cannot fly.
And bear-like lie must his coursen daughter
But as Birnam Wood marched to Dunsi-
name, so the very fence rails of Illinois are
rushing down upon him tremendous laugh
ter, and cheers) and, like Macduf, there
rises against him the spirit of free labor,
whose children he has murdered that is
champion ''not Of woman born" 1augh-
ter.) And now.
''On Macduf
And damned be him who first cries hold
enough"
(Renewed laughter, and chcers) Oh,
there is justice in history. (Cheers.)
The same betrayal of the Free Labor
cause.-the Nebraska bill, which was to be
bis stepping stone to power, proved to be
the abyss which engulfed his honor, his
manhood, his strength, and his hopes
And there are those who mean to reverse
the judgment Of history? Vain undeitak-
ing That man is marked by the hand of
eternal retribution. On his very front
stands tie fatal touch. Do not attempt
to arrest the hand of supreme Justice
You cannot save him from his ruin. Why
are you so eager to share bis disgrace p
Leaders Of the Douglas Democracy, what
means your empty bravado of strength ,
You cannot deceive your opponents, why
are you working so hard to deceive your
friends? (Applause,) You know that
your orators are but endeavoring to galvan-
izc dead body into artificial life. You
arc well aware that your mass meeting de-
monstratiops are nothing but huge galvan-
ie batteries at Play. (Laughtcr.) What
means your desperate attempt to glue your
broken fortunes together with those of 9TH
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