Morris tribune., 1882-08-17
MoISD FEES That NOW.
IBy Wan oy the BOYS !


Arrah boys did yecs hear NV the ruction,
That's goin to be here in the fall.
Fiat II chance fur our poor ould shillalehs
Lying idle beyant on the wall.
Shure there's Knuty, the Elegant schamer,
Wants to go wild his taricks-the paloot-
Down to congress, where he will agin try
To trade in sum land fur his vote
To the dvil wild the loikes av such traitors
6uie whin he'd sell out us farmers ut home
BY votin' fur monopoly whate rates,
He'd be selling the nation damn soon.
1e see boys he's backed by mnnoplies,
BY railroads, by nillers and rings,
The same kind av spalpcens we all knows,
AS starvation on Ireland brings.
So don't vote for this cowartly traitor,
Dog gone his chake and his gall,
TO ask Us agin fur TO thrust him,
Wen bury the gosoon this fall.
Thin there's Charley Fox Washburn alana,
That's brought out skitf of u boat
To cruise round the shores Nv lake Trav-
erSe
And thry and sacure iv'ry vote.
Begor he's a shlippcry young diril.
And Donuclly told the truth Shure,
When he said the whole tribe NV the
Washburn's
WHARF branded NJ. G. on the rear.
Oh boys this same coon is Il dutfer,
As oily and shake as u whale,
He blows round and spoutS dirty wather,
But he cant hoide the stamp on his tail.
It'll swamp him loike Knuty's bad record,
And boys we mustn't give him wake,
Put in our besht and our worsht ticks,
And send the whole crowd up Salt Crake.
Thin there's Larson, the kicker and bolter,
For office the man has gone woild,
But he's IL. G. in political standing,
Aud his chances are thus badly spoiled.
lies got IL L crowd that'l kill him
As dead as any door nail,
And he'll have to go up into Salt Crake,
With knuty and Charley Brand-tail.
The gang that have got news organ,
With monkey attachment and all,
To help out the ca sc of poor Knuty,
Will have big fun'ral this fail.
Shure there's Foss, and Andrew and
Bevans,
And Ilutchins, and Griswo,d and Hall,
Ole, Sam Larson and Darling,
Doc" Hill, Jonas Davis and all.
Yes, Floss and sum leyen others"
The twelve little Nelson disllciples,
Sure they'd send us all strait 10 the divil-
But boys their bad doins me STILES
So I'll lave them to make their own collins
And dig their political graves
Tharc after the Norwagen vote boys,
And would of that people make slaves.
Yes, boys, their cause is Il bad one,
And one We must batter this fall.
We musht lay out the Solid Mulhooleys,
knuty, Charley, and Sammy, and all.
The divi Il miller or whate man,
But takes up the Nelson cause,
They're givin the spalpeen his pay now
nrri,, frpi
Thin boys take the word of an ould man,
And remember that iv'ry vote tells,
Vote your ballots loike just, honest free
men
For Kindred, and Campbell and Wells.
Don't behave what they say agin Kindred,
They are printin long iisht of lies
He's friend NV the poor. workin' farmer,
And heart and hand in wild the "boys."
They say that he's stolen his money,
And spendin' his illgotten pelf,
But, boys, tharcs one thing about him,
His money he earned it himself.
The rings are putting out thousands
To help kuuty's desperate case,
But they'll tiud that thare thavin' and
brib'ry
Wont 90 fur a clint in this race
Kindred's record is clane and he'll show it,
No money he spinds but what's right,
lie worked for his dimes, he knows what
work is.
And We bet he'll win in this fight.
Then Campbell ye wants to remember
A farmer and mighty good man-
He'll take the hide off Nv Charley,
So work fur him all that we can.
We all knows that Wells is a good wan,
Our friend thro' thick and thro' thin,
lie always has fought agin millers low
price,
And he is the man that must win.
lie always has paid US the very besht price
For our wheat, oats and produce, that's
thrue
lie MYERS been scared by monopoliez
threats,
But has stuck by the farmer right through,
So boys don't forgt to remember,
In November-as sure as the fa:es-
To smash the damn'd ring into small
smithereeus,
And busht up the ring candidates.