The Lancaster gazette. [volume] (Lancaster, Ohio) 1863-1886, 1866-05-10

Artcmus Ward speaks at Fenian
Meeting.

everybody and everything. They
cheer'd me-
"Hurroo for Ward Hurroor I"
They was all good nabers Of mine,
and l answered in pleasant voice,
"All right. boys, all right. Mavoor-
neen, och hone, arOon, Cuoshla- macreer
These IrisI remarks being received
with CRATE applaus, | added, "MuShlerl
Mushler!"
Good! Good "cricd Cap. Spinglcr,
who desires TIE Irish vote for County
Clerk; "that's fus' rate"
"You sec what I'm drivin' at, don't
you, Cap?" | said.
Certainly. .
"Well," answered, I'm very glad
you do, because don't"
This made the Fenians larf, and .hey
said "waIli up onto the speakers plat
form, sir"
The speeches were red hot agin Eng
land and her iron heel, and it was re.
solved to free ireland at onct. But it
was much desirable before freein her
that large quantity Of fpns should
be raised. And, like gen'rous souls as
they was, funs was lib rally contriboot-
ed. Then arose an excitin' discussion
rs to which Head Center they shood
send en- to-O'Mahony or McRoberts
There was CRATE excitement over this,
but it was finally resolved to send
half to one and half to t'other
Then Mr.. Finnigan rose and said 1--WE
haV' here tonight sum citizens OF
American birth, from whom we should
be glad to hear. 1t would fill our hearts
with speechlcss joy to hear from man
whose name towers high in the zoo.
logical and wax fgger world-trom
whose pearly lips'- ..-.rr
Says It"Go slow, Finny, go slow"
ave wish to hear, continued Mr.
Finnigan, moderatin' his stile sum,
nit, from our townsman, Mr.. Ward.
l beg'd to be declined, but it wan
no use. | rose amidst a perleck up
roar of applaus. ~. ..-.
/ said we had convened there in @
mcctn as / understood it, or rather
in body as it were, in reference to
Ireland. If | know my own heart
every one of US there, both crate and
small, had an impulse fowin in his
BOSOM "and corsequentially,' | added,
"wc will stick to it similar and in ac.
cordance Herewith, as long as a spark
of manhood, or the people ar large
That's the kind of man be! .r.
. Squire Thaxter interrupted me-
Tho Squire feels the wrongs Of Ireland
deeply, on account Of havin onct
courted the widder of a Irish gentle
man who fingered in q loathsum dun
jinin Dublin, placed there by Eng
lish tavern-keeper, who despotically
wanted him to pay for quantity o.
chops and beer he had om'd.-
Besides, the Squire wants to be re
elected Justice of the Peace, >"Mr
Ward" he said, "you've bin drinkin'
You're under the infoo'nce of Ticker
sir"
Says I, esquire, not drop Of goot
Ticker has passed my lips in Il
years .....
TCries of ooh here now, that won
do"1 ...
1T is troo," l said. "Not drop o
good ticker has passed my lips in al
that time. l don't let it pass EN-.
reach for it while it is goin by! says |
esquire, harness me some morc!'
II beg pardon said the Squire $50
the remark; you are sober; but wha
on airth are you driyin' at?'
"Ycs!" said; that's just it. That
what I've bin akin myself durin' tn
entire evcnin'. What is this graf
meetin' drivn' at? What's all th
CRATE Finian meetins drivin at all Owe
the country?
Ny Irish frcns, you know me wei
enutf TO know that didn't come her,
to disturb this mectin'. Nobody bu
Il loafer will disturb any kind of
mcetn'. And'if you'll notis it, then
as are up to this sort of thing aller
come TO bad end. There was
young mani will not mention hi
name-who disturb'd nay show in
certain town, two years ago, by maxim
remarks disrcspectful of my animals
accompanied by an alloosian to th'
front part of my he'd, which, as yol
see, it is bald-sayin, says this young
man, "You sand-paper it too much, bu
you've got beautiful he'd of hair il
the back of your neck, old man. y
This made few igncnt and low mind
ed persons larf; but what was the fat
of that young man? In less than
month his aunt died and left him {
farm in Oxford county, Maine! Th
human mind can picter no greater mis-
fortin than this.
No, my Irish frens, l am here a
your naber and fren. | know you ar
brave and warm hearted, [ know
you are honest in this Fenan mat
ter
There's two par,ies-O McMahony
and McO' Roberts. One thinks tn
best way is to go over to Canady an,
establish a Irish Republic there, kind
ly pcrmittin the Canadians to pay tn
expenses Of that sweet Boon, and tn
other wants TO sail direck tor Dublir
Bay; where young Mercy and his fai
young bride went down and wa
drownded, accordin' to ballad ono
heard. Butthcre's one point on whic
both sides agroe-that's the Funs.-
They're willin', them chaps in Ncy
, York, to receive all the Funs you
send EN-. You send q puss to.nigh
to MahonY, and another puss to Rot