Memphis daily appeal. [volume] (Memphis, Tenn.) 1847-1886, 1878-08-11

New York Tribune: | shan't attempt to
describe the thunders his appearance woke;
all | can say is that lFaneull- hail has a we'll
built roof and the old plasterers knew their
trade, and Heaven be thanked tor both these
favors. While the roar lasted, Mr.. hearney
walked up and down the platform medlta-
ting, and as uncOncemed as II he were on
Nahant beach and the surf was rolling. His
two INDEX fingers and his two thumbs pressed
together, fingers stretched down, thumbs
strained up, ne waited for a pause, and when
the time came he started off n a deliberate,
hesitating way, taking up the name Of Butler
IN sentence containing three illusions, not
one of which could have meant anything
to any real workiDgman IN the room, even to
Boston workingmen: Lesser than Macbeth
and greater, 'the chivalrOus Bayard," and
''the white plumed Navarro" This, and
his absurd, windy, forced peroration
about the planet concealed In the
MILDLY (mid-dayl heavens, Venus
rolling in her sphere, Jupiter this,
and Mars that, and Uranus tother, and ''the
grand and guiding CLEAN of the Polar Star, "
ETC., etc, from man who says he Is plain,
blunt, unpublished man, who only speaks right
on, and will not waste the honest working
mans time with a single classical word!
The newspapers, all the same, have done IN
Justice to Mr.. kearney. He Is not an Ill
looking or threatenlng-looklng man, but Just
an average bullet-headed lrishman, with
every appearance of being q porter, or a
coachman, or a sea-faring man. He dresses
Just like his class, hasn't the least bIt Of
brogue, uses perfectly good grammar, and,
except In his abusive phrases, employs we'll
chosen words, aud has a straightforward
English pronunciation, with a few lingering
traces of his early education in such words as
pulpit, " ''cOl-yume" (cOlumDl, and here
and there an Insignificant slip or two. lie
has no style IN his delivery, walks up and
down the platform, lifts MS whole arm, ard
shouts out his utterances III a monOtOnOus
way-often at a loss for words, but
instead of stammering, bringing them
ont rs fast as found, one after
the other, with selt-possessed deliberatiOn.
The great trouble with MIR. Dennis Kearney
is that he has absolutely nothing to say! He
has as few ideas in his head as any man |
ever heard speak. He has no facts no sta
tistics, and if | can read the signs Alright, a
few more victories like that of last night will
finish his career forever. People were tired
of him long before he was done, and-fatal
sign several left the hall before his speech
was ended. The impression that | came
away with was that he had been looking
about him carefully since he came here, and
that the vast difference between this commu-
nifty and the one he glories IL representing
had been borne in upon him in a way to take
all the starch out of his stock 10 trade. He
had found, too, that nobody wauted his in
decency, and that his profanity was not much
if his reported ndeoency OF speech be not 4
myth, like his 'brutish looks, he left it en-
tirely behind him, and except about
a dozen different HEELS shere wasn't
a word uttered ty him last evening that
might not have been heard IN a Moody and
Sankey meeting. confess to . great dlsap-
pointment. | went to the meeting expecting
to hear the cause of the workingman-an
he has cause-set forth by one of his fell
lows who was dead in earnest. | found a big,
clustering schoolb0y, who put me OFT with
bombastic words, one long, silly, utterly
poIntless story about crow aud an old wo-
man, illustrating nothing; and never fact,
statistic, a statement of principle, nor an APP
peal to anything In the intelligence, the
hearts of or the souls of his hearers. There
was precious little of the promised wit either.
The only thing that savored of Wit was when
repelling an attack in one of the dispatches
of the Associated Press He said he was an
American citizen, and had come to this coun-
try twenty years ago with a suit of clothes
on his body and a head full Of brains to de.
velop the country with, and that he would
challenge anybody to show an American who
came here with more than that In Calitor-
MIA his great card was the ''Chinese." Here
he finds that falls fiat, and last night he tried
to raise some feeling on the subject, but
could not raise a spark. He only spoke a
few moments on this question, and seeing
that his hearers cared nothing for it, he let
1t drop. As soon as he had ended his speech
he left the hall. and the interest, that had
come dangerously near to tagging once or
twice, died away with a faint party cheer.
Butler was not there, but his spirit was, and
Mr.. Kearney aud all the crowd present were
tools in his hand, and viii be led 10 the
slaughter by him like the silly sheep that
they are. Mr.. Kearney feels his position He
is not the man he thought he was, and he
knows it. He is not the man We were prom
ised and we know It. and the wOrkInUmeu
of Boston know it, and will come to think so
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