The Wheeling daily intelligencer. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1865-1903, 1882-10-10
ABOUT TO CAST rAElR FIRST VOTE,
And Old Men Who have been Voting with IL,
PartJ OF Dead Issues, and are Jet ilesitailns,
Give Ear TO the Following Advice
Of the MAriyrtd Garfield,

'''u ~''s'ta Naihsus
from n speech delivered by General Garfield In
Cleveland, October II, 1871.
"Now, fellow citizens, word before l
leave you, OH the very eve Of tic holy day
OF Coda fit moment TO consecrate our.
selves finally 10 the great work OF next
Tuesday morning.
| see in the audience tonight n great
many young men, young men who are
about to cast their FIRST vote. want TO
give you word Of suggestion and advice.
! heard very brilliant thing said by a
boy the other day up in one OF our north
western counties. He said to me: ~
General, l have great mind 10 vole
the Democratic ticket" Tint was not the
brilliant thing. [Laughterl I said to him,
Why" Why said he, my father is a
Republican, aud l nm Republican all
over, but | want TO be IN independent
man, and l don't want anybody to say.
THAT fellow votes the Republican ticket
just because his dad docs" and have half
a mind to vote the Democratic ticket Just to
prove my independence
l did not like the thing the boy sug-
gested, but did admire the spirit OF the
boy that wanted TO lIave some independ.
ence OF his own.
Nov, tell you, young man, don't vote
the Republican ticket just because your
father votes it. Don'tvote the Democratic
ticket even if he does vote it. Laughter. ]
But let me give you this one word Of ad.
vice rs you are about to pitch your tent in
one Of the great political camps. Yourlife
is full and buoyant with hope now, and
beg you when you pitch your tent pitch it
among the living and not alnoug the dead.
[Appluuse.l II YOU arc at all inc ned to
pitch it among the Democratic people and
with that party, let me 90 with YOU for n
moment while we survey the ground where
| hope you will not shortly lie, Laughter. ]
1t is sad place, young man, for you to
put your young life into. 1t is 10 inc far
more like grave yard than camp tor the
living. Look at it! 1t is billowed all over
with the graves Of dead issues, of buried
opinions, OF exploded theories, Of dissraced
doctrines. You can not live in comfort in
such place. [ l.anghter.l Why, look
here Here is 4 little double mound. l
look down on it and l read, Sacred to the
memory OF Squa,ter Sovereignty and the
bred Scott decision. A million aud half
Of Democrats voted for that, but il has been
dead fifteen years-died by the hand OF
Abraham Lincoln, and here 1t lice, Rap.
plause Young man, that is not the place
for you.
"But look little further. Here is an
other monumcnt-a black tomb-and be.
side it there towers 10 the sky a monument
OF four million pairs ofhuman fetlcrs, taken
from the arms OF slaves, and | read on its
headstone this: Sacred 10 the memory OF
human slavery. ~
For forty years OF its infamous life the
Democratic party taught that it was divine
Gods Institution. They defended il, thew
stood around it at its grave as mourners.
But here it lies, dead by the hand Of Abra-
hrm Lincoln. [Applause.] Dead by the
power OF the Republican party. Zap.
plausc. Dead by the justice Of Almighty
God. lGreat applause and cheers Don't
camp there, young man.
But here is another-a little birthstone
tomb Laughter and l read across its vel
low face in lurid, bloody lines, these
words: Sacred to the memory OF State
Sovereignty and Secession Twelve mil
lions OF Democrats mustered around it in
arms TO keep it alive; but here it lies, shot
TO death by the million guns OF the Repub.
lie. Applause.l Hero it lies, its shrine
burnt to ashes under the blazing raitcrs Of
the burning Confedemcy. Applause. |
1t is dead. | would not have you stay in
there minute, even in this balmy night
air, to look At such place. Laughter
But just before / leave it discover
new made grave, little mound-short.
The grass has hardly sprouted over It, and
all around it | sec torn pieces Of paper with
the word fiat" on them [laughter md Il
look down in curiosity, wondering what
the little grave is and read on il: sacred
to the memory Of the Rag Baby [aughterl,
nursed in the brain OF all the fsnaticism of
the world (laughterl; |; rocked by Thomas
Ewing, George II. PcndlEton, Samuel Cary
and n few others throughout the land.
But it died OH the lst OF January, 1879, and
the Sl4O,000000 Of gold that God made, and
not tint power, lie upon its little carcass TO
keep it down forever. prolonged ap-
plause. .
"Oh, young man, come out OF that!
Laughter That is no place to put your
young life. Come out, and come over to
this camp OF liberty, Of law, OF justice, Of
freedom Amenl, Of all that is glorious un-
der these night stars
sa"ls there any death here in our camp?
Yes, Yes! Three hundred and fifty thou.
sand soldiers, the noblest band that ever
trod the earth, died to make this camp a
camp Of glory and Of liberty forever! Tire.
mendous applause =. .st.g.s 80 81.
"But there arc no dead issues here.
There are no dead ideas here. Hang out
our banner from under the blue sky this
night, until it shall sweepthe green turf
under your fce;l 1t hangs over our camp.
Read away up underthe stars the inscrip.
tions we have written on it, 10! these
twenty-five years. '5 "a ii,gl'.. rs
ssTwenty.ilve years ago tho Republican
party was married to Liberty, and this is
our silver wedding, fellow citizens. rGreal
applause A,,worthily.married pair love
each other better on the day Of their sill.
yer wedding than on the day Of their
first csponsals; and VIC are truer 10 Liberty
to-day and dearer to God than We
were when We spoke our first word OF lib
erly. sst Il SI.lf;5ss q, :, ..f z
"Read away up in the sky, across our
starry banner, that first worll We uttered
twenty-five years ngo. What was it !?
Slavery shall never extend over another
loot Of the Territories OF the Great West =
|[Applause.l is that dead or alive2 Alive,
thank God, lorevermore! Applause And
truer tonight than it was the hour II was
written: lApplause. Then it was a hope,
a promise, n purpose; tonight it is equal
with the stars-immortal history and i'm.
mortal truth. [Applause] s'f'ti.ss
Come down the glorious steps OF our
banner. Every great record wc have made
we have vindcated with our blood md
with our truth, i sweeps the ground and