The Evansville journal. [volume] (Evansville, Ind.) 1866-1870, 1866-05-08

% little nonsense, now and then, -
is relished by the wisest men,
Artemus Ward Speaks at q Fenian
Meeting.

ArtemuS Ward Speaks at Fenian
Meeting.
The Town Hall mas jam full of peo-
pie, mostly Irish citizens, and the en-
thoosasm was immense. They cheer'd
everybody and everything. They
cheer'd me.
"Hurroo for Ward Hurrool"
They was all good nabers of mine,
and / answered in pleasant voice,
All right, boys, all right. Mavoor-
neen, och hone, aroon, Cooshla-mac-
reel" These Irish remarks being re-
ceived with CRATE applaus, / added,
Mushler, Mushlerl"
"Goodt Goodlp cried Cap Sping-
Ter, who desires the Irish vote for
County Clerk; that's fus' rate
I" You see what I'm driyin' at, don't
you, Cap? I said.
Certainly"
Well I answered, "I'm very
glad you do, becaus / don't sn
This made the Finians larf, and they
! said walk up onto the speakers plat
form, sir.
The speeches were red-hot agin
England and her iron heel, and it was
resolved to free Ireland at onct. But
s it was much desirable before freein'
her that large quantity OF funds
! should be raised; and, like generous
souls as they was, funds was lib
rally contributed. Then arose an
excitin discussion as to which Head
S Center they should send EN- to-
OMahoney 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.. Finnegan rose and sed:
- We hav here tonight sum citizens of
American birth from whom we should
like to hear. It would fill our harris
with speechless JOY to hear from a
man whose name towers high in the
geological and wax figger world =
from whose pearly lips
IS Says /, go slow, Finny; go slow. =
We wish to hear, continued
Mr.. Fennegan. moderatin his style
sumwat, from our townsman, MIR.
- Ward
/ begged to be declined but twas
:. no use / rose amidst perfeck up
roar Of applause SO NIX
a- ] said We had convened there in a
meetin, as [ understood it, or rather
= In body, as it were, In reference to
ireland. IF | know my own heart,
Z every one Of us there, both CRATE and
small, had an impulse flown in shis
bosom, and sconsequentially, y |
added, we will stick to itsimilarand
In accordance Herewith, as long ASA
spark Of manhood, or the people at
large. That's the kind of man I be f.
Squire Thaxterinterrupted me. The
Squire feels the wrongs of Ireland
deeply, ION account of havin onct
courted the widow of an Irish gentle
man who fingered in a loathsOme dun
jim in Dublin, placed there by Eng
lish tavern-keeper, who despotieally
wanted him to pay for a quantity of
chops and beer he had consoom d.
Besides, the Squire wants to be re-
elected Justice of the Peace. Mr..
Ward, he said, you We bin drinkin'
Your under the infoo nee of Ticker,
sir Z $50
Says [ T" Squire, not drop of good
Ticker has passed my lips in Is years y
= e ICries Of . oh. here now, that wont
do.pl g.
g It is troo,'' I said Not drop
of good Ticker has passed my lips in
all that time. don't let it pass EN-
I reach for it while it is goin" byH
says I. Squire harness me some
more
- beg pardon said the Squire
for the remark you are sober; buf
what on airth are you drivin at?''
3f "Yes!'' | said; & that's just it
That's what Nv bin akin myself dur
In the entire evenin' >, What is this
CRATE meetin drivin at? What's al
the great Finian meetins drivin at al
over the country?
My Irish, frens, you know me vel
enuff to know that | didn't come her,
to disturb this meetin'. Nobody but
loafer will disturb any kind of a meetin'
And if you'll notiss it, them as are III
to this sort of thing alters come to
bad end. There was young man
& will not mention his name--wbo dis
3 turbed my show in a certain town, tw,
years ago, by maxim remarks disre
spectful of my animals, accompanied
by an allooshan to the front part 0
my he'd, which, you see, it is bald
sayin', says this young man, Yol
sand-paper it too much, but you've go
s., a beautiful he'd of hair in the bacl
part of your neck, old man. Thi
madesa few ignent and low -minde
persons larf; but what was the fate {
that young man? In less than mont
--.~ his aunt died and left him farm i
Oxford County, Maine! The huma
mind can picter no greater misforti
than this. IA .M
No, my Irish frens, [ am here d
9 your naber and fren. - know You al
brave and warm hearted. l know no
are honest in this Fenian matter.
But letus look at them Head Ger