The Irish republic. [volume] (Chicago, Ill.) 1867-18??, 1867-10-12
The Yankee.

The Yankee.
An Individual who combats the preudices of mankind
will find humanity arrayed against him. like the "retted
porcupine" with quilts erect. The world is huge
ANIMAL "gente when stroked but rub it against the
grain, and you will be devoured in instant. What
is true of Individual holds good in the case OF
community or nation. The only difference is, that
united people can meet the prejudces of mankind and
pillow through Them like ron-cad through the waves,
finging up foam and spray all around and riding into
harbor with coors flying while the individual is sure
to be overwhelmed and buried in the angry sea.
The man who undertakes to reform the abuses of the
world is sure to be buried in filth All the great re-
formers in all ages have been hunted down in their
day, and crucfed by the very men for whom the re-
formation was intended When in after years men
took up the reformers cause when his burial place
unknown and slowly but surely forced it on an unwl-
ing world the children of the crucers built cenotaphs
to the MEN who had suffered for thinking ahead Of their
time.
"They who lead Progression's must bear
The brunt of battle, dying in advance ,
Of the heavy columns that, slow but sure,
Are marching on their trail"
IF ever there was an individual at whose very name
the world of prejudice stened out her quilts and roared
with rage that ere individual" was the YANKEE
He was the terror of the old stage coach" wadders
who died of hamilton at the of that Yankee
eagle, the railroad engine AS remorselessy cviliz
alton followed the red step by STEP pushing him
the mountains and ferryng him across rivers and
lakes towards the setting sum- did the Yankee push the
old stage COACH with all its potbellied sensual self
satisfied, whisky drnking swearing, dinner-cheating
Of o;17i1;
the old zigzag ruts of the four-wheeed "immovabes
closed up their gaping lips. The old rheumatic gin
butt, called landlord, bundled up his traps and at
funeral pace moved off, while the old sign swung heavily
and nosily in the breeze the last sad requiem of
fading world. What became of the old innkeepers who
used to cry " all aboard" before the coffee cold
enough to drink?
AS the old stage coachers rumbled out Of existence
growing ungracefuy along the restless Yankee
He carried the historic carpetbag called Pandoras
Box" by the dwellers in Sleepy Hollow" who built
their graveyards in their front gardens and walked the
paths on which their fathers walked Of course
committing the sacriege of doing anything that their
fathers did not do Along came our hero at 'scute
stepping fields and rivers, walking through the
mountains and graveyards laying his rails and distrib
uting towns and cities all creation, like sower
sowing seed, and all out of this Pandora Box" carpet
bag 1t was useless for men to oppose him and throw
obstacles in his way His spirit distilled in a foun
that had illimitable" written on its front When
men growed he blew his railroad whistle Useless to
jaw with railroad engine He knocked the end out
of whisky barrel and established pump on its ruins
He pulled down old Bourbon" from the barroom, and
he hoisted "public school" in its place. He turned
out the whisky sponge who did the "honors" Of the
bar, and he installed "school marin" from Boston in
his stead He hustled out the loaers who drink
ing their farms and horses their wives and chdrens
happiness and SMILES and all the joys that light up
happy hearths and sent them home wiser, but not