News and citizen. [volume] (Morrisville, Vt. ;) 1881-current, 1882-08-17
SCREAMS OF THE EAGLE.
Dakota the Best Part of the Whole
Earth!

In Fourth of July oration delivered
by Col. P. Donan at Fargo, Dakota, the
distinguished speaker, after grand puff
of Uncle Sans whole domain, said
Of this respondent national fabric,
fellow citizens, our own Dakota is to be
no ordinary part. God and nature have
made her in many respects, the garden
spot of all its imperial domain. Cast
your eyes and your imagination over
153, 900 square miles of area, from the
Red River Eden of the North to the
crystal ripples of the Belle Fourche,
from the borders of the romantic yell
lowstone to the pasture lands of Yank-
ton and Vermilion. On all the beau
teous, pendant globe, no fairer, richer
realm unfolds itself to tempt the angels
down. No broader, grander, golden
grain fields ever gIadened the heaxtand
pocket of sun-browned husbandn aa With
hundred-fold harvests. No greener pas
lures ever feasted the frolicsome mule
colt or fatted the gentleman calf. No
mightier treasure houses of royal ore
rear their proud heads heavenward in
any land or zone. No bluer skies bend
their sapphire arch above the far-famed.
beegar- r-hemmed and fea-girt Bay of
Naples, or the Lake of Como, on whose
enchanted shores lay the bogus ranch
of Claude Melnotte.
No softer moonlight bathes in floods
of silvery sheen the orange groves of
Andalusia, or lures the gushing gosling
to amatory squash-wapping with his
adored and adorable only ownest one.
No balmier breezes sigh over Araby the
blest, or the Gardens of Gul in her
bloom, than the sweetness -surfeited
zephvrs that linger in loving dalliance
amid our rose beds, pig styes, japonica
thickets, honeysuckle arbors and sewar-
age-soaked garbage piles. No bigger
mosquitoes were ever broiled and served
in fashionable restaurants down East, as
snipes on toast, than those that indus
triously ply their profession along all
our romantic streams and lakesides.
No sharper, nobler, wide-awaker,
straighter-tobacco-spitting, more enter
pris1ng, whole-souled, generous, true
hearted, and public-spirited men than
ours ever left their stoga boot. prints on
the golden sands of time. And no
brighter, dearer, lovelier creatures ever
fitted through Oriental poets raptest
dream of paradise than our blessed
dimity divinities. our homemade calico
seraphs, our patent infatable-crinolined
darlings, our Dakota sweethearts, wives,
mothers-in-law, grandmothers, and
cousin Mariannes, who are creations
special pets and prides, fitted to- bear
queenship in any realm.
Oh, DakotaB splendid, magnificent,
hunkidorious domain-a land of ma
jestic dimensions, land of gold and
silver mountains, OF fruit trees and
vineyards, of. lowing kline and golden
grain; under the feet carpet of flowers
bespangled with gold dust, and the
most crystalline of heavens bending
above and resting its arch on the walls
of forest. She is a regal member of
the Union sisterhood. She has mighty
interest in the destiny of the republic,
and in the achievement of that destiny
she should bear no ignoble share. In
the grand orchestra of national glorif.
cation she should play no second fiddle
or discordant trombone. In the swift,
relentless march of American progress
and development she should be found
with the "color guards" in the van,
and rot tagging among the sharks and
suffers wagons in the rear. In new
world advancement, in the up-building
of earth's greatest and grandest nation
ality, hers is and should be a glorious
sublime work.