The Dallas daily herald. [volume] (Dallas, Tex.) 1873-1887, 1880-02-10

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time some OF our intended self
qualifications and extend 10 actual
want what had been proposed for tho con
yenienoe of self. For In this business wa are
10 DO kind TO people Of land that has sent
TO our shores hundreds Of thousands Of her
citizons, who, with their Drawn and brain,
have developed our physical country, en-
riched our intellectual history and added
honon 10 our name In the field OF war Of
Jurisprudence, Of poetry, of oralory and OF
religion. And NJ we say this tho springs of
memory photograph on our minds tho image
Of glorious Pat Cleburne, the dashng and
chiynlrous cavalry warrior M nj tho head OF
his dauntcss Texas division, and in the cause
of Southern claims, he poured from out his
silver skin his golden Irish blood
We think Of Charles 0'Connor and
Jamos .T,.Brady tho learned jurlaconsults
from within the gorgeous palace chambers OF
whose brains have come forth thoughts that
breathe and words that burni men who have
laurcled tho legal lore Of our country, and
made II unsurpassed by anything In our age
men from the rich treasury Of whose genius,
the world through our own language has
been beaded with beautiful thoughts arrayed
in the most sparkling Of expressions. We
think of Father Ryan, the poot-prcst,
precious and peerless in religion and mt, who
though VIrginlan born IL Of full Irish extrac-
ton, and in whose exquisite tapestries Of
poetic warp and wool we find the rose'buddod
thoughtand the sentiment Just less than d.
vine clothed in perfumed language, thoughts
and sentiments that from his tunGGu song
eSudc in fiery form and yet with u mel
llIuonco TINT cannot he hushcd into silence
by the hnllrmitcs of the body nor the
warnings of political prudence We think
Of HIM as the religious orator, Ms We have
personally heard escape from his bps the
sweetest of lfe's harmonics, growing articu-
late beneath his touch that comes like the
transit of an angels wing flooded with the
inspiration of Christian zeal rs he sweeps the
chords of feeling in the interests of humanity
in the cause of faith, love and charity.
These, and such as these, are of the people
that now, in respectful way ask our assist
ance for an army OF sufferers three hundred
thousand strong. And We in this
country, we of this section know what
misery Is, we have been in familiar
fellowship with the GRIM gaunt phantom of
want and woe and we can and do appreciate
those twin virtues, liberality and charity.
We have seen the ire.llend lay in acres of
ashes some of our most magnificent cities,
bringing desoalion to many family, and ere
the cmbers had cooled, the electric wires
flashed the intelligence from scores Of towns
that thousands of dollars, the deposit Of char
ity, awaited the sight draft Of distress We
have seen sickness in its yellow hue blightlrg
the breath and poisoning the blood of the old
and the young, the rich and the poor, until
their tenements Of clay grew pale and pulse
less, while all usual business, save the grave
diggers and the undertakers, was suspended
in the hush Of gene al desolation,
and in the same hours came railway trains
and came boats bearing the precious burdens
OF relief to the widows and orphans and the
weak and the poor. We have seen tho ruin
which red. handed war has wrought, and
scarcely had the sun set in its evening of
horror than the morning came with healing
on its wings In seasons of distress, in the
hours of need, humanity should not be too
critical, but should place in the cornerstone of
necessity souvenir equal in value to the rep
utation with which itwould turret its gener-
osity. In the case before us, we ask MOTIVE care
not what has been the cause of this distress
and want nor are we concerned at this mo-
ment about any political specuaions Of their
motives these are subjects for future consid-
Grafton. We need only to know, just now,
that the distress exists, exists in all its depth
of desolation and breadth of operation. We
look toward that Emerald Isle, the land of
Phillips and Curan aud Grattan and Em-
met and Burke and Sheridan and O'Connell,
the land of Moore and Goldsmith and Swift,
and We see whole country contracted in one
brow Of woe" while restitution blanches near
" every cheek. We see silver-haired old men
and women with furrowei faces gaunt with
famine. We see young manhood bowed down
in wretchedness, lovely girlhood Swallowed in
sorrow, little babes at the mothers breast
babes that should be fat and chubby now
lean and puny and restless AZ they seek
to draw that nourisbment that
has ebbed away under the
flesh-consuming fever of the fading mother.
We see smokeless roofs that cover cheerl ess
homes the abode of sickness perhaps, with
freless hearthstones and ill-clad bodies, with
ill.clad stomachs, not fitted nor appareled to
contend against the pinches Of winters icy
king. We see love and agony, affection and
despair, in all their wealth fsoul, battling in
hspless helplessness against the telling blows
Of poverty, with no relief signal save that
which Is waved either by Terror's King that
cuts the knot which binds the weary soul
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