The Worthington advance. [volume] (Worthington, Minn.) 1874-1908, 1880-03-18
VOLUME VIII.

steam hammers and fashion what we
need The forces OF nature are
4s.r ths slaves SsCa % Of 49, tho Republican party.
they have got no hearts to be torn no hearts
to be broken; they cannot be separated from
their wives: they cannot be DRAGGED from the
bosoms Of their husbands; they work night
and day. and they never tire. You cannot whip
them, You cannot starve them; and Demo
crat even can be trusted with one CT them.
toll you, am Republican. believe, as | told
you, that free labor will give us these slaves.
Free labor will produce all these things, and
every thing yon have got to-day has been pro
auced by free labor; nothing by slave labor.
Slavery mover invented but one machine, and
that was threshing machine in the shape of q
whip. Free labor has invented all tho ma
chimes. We want to come down to the philoso-
ply Of these things. The problem of froo
labor, when man works fer the wife he loves.
when he works for the little children he adores,
the problem is to do the most work in tho
shortest space Of time. Tho problem OF
est space Of time. That is the dill renee.
Free labor, love, affection, they have invontei
everything of use in this world. I am Re
publican. I tell you, my friends, this world is
getting better every day, and the Democratic
party is getting smaller every day. see the
what wo have done. We have covered this na-
ton with wealth and glory, and with liberty.
This is the first free Government in the world.
The Republican party is the first party that was
not founded on sOmo compromise with the
devil 1t is the first party OF pure. square,
honest principles; the first ono. And We have
got the first free country that ever existed.
And right here want to thank every soldier
that fought to make it free, every one, living
aud dead thank you again, and again, and
again. You made the first free Government in
the world. and We must not forget the dead
m hor <1,oyx 49,
Republican ticket, every one Of them. tell
you we must not forgot them. The past, as it
were, rises before me like dream. Again we
are in the great struggle for national life
We hear the sounds Of Preparation - the
music Of the boisterous drums-the silver
assemblages, and hear the appeals Of orators ;
We see the pale cheeks of women and the
flushed faces of men, and in those assemblages
We see all the dead whose dust We have COW
cred with flowers. We loso sight Of them no
more. We are with them when they enlist in
with those they love. Some are walking for
the last time in quiet, woody places with the
maidens they adore. We hear tho whisporipgs
aud the sweet vows Of eternal love as they lin
geringly part forever. Others are bending over
cradles, kissing babes that are asleep. Somo
are parting with mothers who hold them and
press them to their hearts again and again, and
say nothing; and some are talking with wives,
and endeavoring with brave words, spoken in
the old tones, to drive from their hearts the
awful fear: We see them part We see the
wife standing in the door with the babe in her
arms-standing in the sunlight sobbing; at the
turn Of the road hand waves; she answers by
holding high in her loving hands the child; he
is gone, and forever.
We see thom oil as they march proudly
away under the Haunting flag, keeping time
to the wild, grand music OF war, marching
tho towns, and across the prairies' down to
the fields Of glory, to do and to die for the
eternal right We so with them, one and all.
we are by their side on all the cory fields, in
all the hospitals of pain, on all tho weary
marches. We stand guard with them in the
wild storms and under the quiet stare. We are
the furrows Of old fields. We are with them be-
tween contending hosts, unable to move, wild
with thirst, the life ebbing slowly away among
the withered leaves We see them pierced by
ball and torn with shell in tho trenches by forts,
and in the whirlwind Of the charge, where men
them in the prisons of hatred and famine; but
human speech can never tell what they en-
dured. We are at home when the news comes
that they are dead. We see the maiden in the
shadow OF her first SORROW. We see the silvered
head Of the old man bowed with the last grief
Of human beings governed by the lash. We
see them bound hand aud foot; we hear the
strokes Of cruel whips; we see the hounds
tracking women through tangled swamps; we
zee the babes sold from the breasts of mothers
Cruelty unspeakable! Outrage infinite!
Four million bodies in chains! Four
million souls in letters! All the sacred rela-
tions Of wife, mother, father and child trampled
beneath the brutal feet of might. All this was
done under our own beautiful banner of the
free. The past rises before U.S. We hear tho
roar and shrek OF the bursting shell The
broken letters fall These heroes died. We
look. Instead Of slaves We see men and women
the block, the slave pen, the whipping
post, and We SEQ homes and firesides, AID
schOOl-houses and books; and where al was
want and crimo and cruelty and fear we see
the faces OF the free. These heroes are dead.
They died for liberty-they died for u.s. They
free, under the flag they rendered Stainless
under the solemn pines, the sad hemlocks, the
fearful willow, ana the embracing vines. They
sleep beDeath the shadows Of the clouds, care
less alike of sunshine or Of storm, each in the
windowless palace Of rest Earth may run red
midst OF battle, in the roar of conflict, they
found the serenity Of death. have ono senti-
ment for the soldiers living and dead-cheers
for the living and tears for the dead.
Now, my friends, have given You few rea-
sons why l am Republican have given you
few reasons why am not Democrat Let
me cay another thing. The Democratic party
opposed every forward movement Of tic re-
public-evcry one. Don't bo fooled Imagine
the meanest resolution that you can think Of
that is the resolution the Democratic party car
ried Imagine the meanest thing that you can
think ot-that is what they did; and want you
to rccollect that tho Democratic party did these
devilish things when the fate of this naton was
trembling in the balance Of war. Iwant you to
recollect another thing, when they toll you
about hard times, that the Democratic party
made the hard times. That every dollar we
S., owe to-day wss made ~, by the Southern and
put down the Rebellion wo had to borrow
money, and the Democratic party went into
tho markets of the world and impaired the
credit Of the United States. They slandered,
they lied, they maligned the credit Of tho Unit
ed States, and to such an extent did they do
this that at one time during the war paper
Gold went up to %. 80; what did that mean?
1t meant that greenbacks were worth "a cents
on the dollar. What became of the other &C
cents? They were lied out Of the greenbacks,
they were slandered out of tho egreenbacks, they
ealumnisted ont Of Il the ereenbaeks By @ the DemD S
ocratic party Of the North. Two thirds of the
debt, two-thirds of the burden now upon the
shoulders of American industry, was
placed there by the slander Of the Democratic
party at the North, and the other third by the
Democratic party of the South And, whom
you pay your taxes, keep an account, and
charge twO-thirds to the Northern Democracy
and one-third to the Southern Democracy j;
and, whenever you have to earn tho money to
pay the taxes, when you have to blister your
hands to earn that money, pull off the blister,
and under each one, as = foundation, you will
lind q Democratic lie. Recollect that the DEM
ocratic party did al the things of which have
told you, when the fate of our nation was cub
mitted to the arbitrament of tho sword. Recol.
lect that they did these things when your hus-
bands, your fathers, your brothers, your chiv-
alrous sons were fighting. bleeding, suffering,
upon the fields Of the South, where shot and
shell were crashing through their sacred flesh,
where they were lying alone at night upon the
field Of battle, the blood slowly oozing from
the pallid, mangled lips OF death; when they
were in the hospitals Of pain, dreaming broken
dreams of home, and seeing fever pictures
OF tho ones they loved; when they were in
the prison pens of the South, with no covering
but tho clouds, no bed except the frozen earth,
no food except such as worms had refused to
eat. and no friends except insanity and death:
Recollect it. I have often said that wished
there were words Of pure hatred out Of which
might construct sentences like serpents; SEN
tences like snakes; sentences that were po1s-
oned, and fanged sentences that would wrtthe
and hiss-1 could then give my opinion Of the
Northern aIliea Of the SOuthorn rol10l0 There