The Irish republic. [volume] (Chicago, Ill.) 1867-18??, 1868-03-21

some The pckpocket and burglar the forger and counter
feiter will not begin business confdentialy without
interview with his special agen-the detective And when
in the of national municipal change the politician
drumming up votes he finds the police force the great
lever that lifts him into Office will be in his power
the compliment and get them in and keep them
there worthy unworthy Those who may have degraded
themselves in the eyes of the community to make them
unfit be police officers get private badge
from jack in office who tool inside the
coat goes sneaking around SETTER pointer spotter
special detective aid to the chef and citizens
often startled when unforeseen event shows them
od-tme thief thug vagabond murderer authorized by
of those badges stalk the their masters and
draw from their hard earnings pay than they get
for honest labor their very lives liberties and pockets at
the mercy those that every honest citizen would
in the penitentiary.
In conclusion would like to speak few words my
fellow white worngmento the brave Southern soldier who
has fought for years against all of that in his country his
tory which should make him feel proud the foreign SOL
der who adopted the Southern and made it his
and ask them few simple questions. What did Mason,
Sdel and Others who for years have been under English
tueage do for you for the country for humanity that
you worship them so
Was it because the unpaid labor of their slaves made
them arrogant that they imagined themselves superior to
the rest of their counymen that you honored them Was
it BECAUSE in human geology they allowed you 10 be the
next strata to their slaves that you respected them? Was
because they prevented those slaves from learning the
arrogant distinctions between and hidden from
the ignorant in the simple mysteries of reading and writing,
afraid the little social partition that divided you might be
removed that they allowed you those privileges that you
might be their clerks we'll afording contrast for
cunning purposes it for this that you loved them?
Was it because those moneyed arsocas made their slaves
mechanics that white men might wait on them dig and
ditch dle if the bought chatte could do for nothing
what your Southern manGod would have pay you for
doing? Was it this that knit your souls to theirs?
Was that they called you silkenhared and farsknned
Caucasian and when England took them to the summit of
the mount of their ambition, and pointed the
millions of brawny er Gas the devil pointed Christ
the kingdoms of the world and said the avarcous
ers All these shall be yours lash and to hold for toll
minister to your passions and give zest to your pride
and extravaganza if you go to with your brother'
it because the saveocrat yielded to the tempter that
you idolized him A.?
Was when the brawny arms that made the soil of the
South with blessings for the brutal MASTER tied mp
and the lash fell the Naked quiverng body
labor, till the very hearts blood coined into dollars,
when Dives gave you the crumbs that fell from his table
for this country duty to human
y? When the purseproud master had outraged Heaven
by his cruees and would play the traitor against his
country, when he his slaves the of his wealth,
precious peril life limb in war, but let the
whzzng ball. the screaming SHE'LL the biting, burn
ing mine crash in red ruin through the living bodies of the
fair-skinned silken-haired Caucasan that his slaves
might be preserved to him. When all this being done
did you like of reason did you act like those who
were fit to transmit the freedom of Republic founded
Democratic principles your children? No. yo@ did not
And when desolaton and death you and yours,
how much of it did those who would brutify you share?
Had they sympathy enough left for you take of your
unprotected wives and little ones No. they had The
you execraeBuer- enemy! made them do it by
compuson How many of the moneyed gods of yours had
brains enough the daring of those
who persisted for them The death song of the hero the
brave and boodiest trophies of the war; the hottest and
purest patriotism found among such these. No!
the poet of the rank and e the hero of subatern
command the banner and bearer equally ridded with shot,
and the bareooted patriot his suit ragged prev Inning