Alpena weekly argus. [volume] (Alpena, Mich.) 1871-1893, 1884-11-12
Before and After.

G Brown returned on last evenings
( Chicago express, accompanied by his
fmily, after long and pleasant visit
cast. Judge Browns return to his
humc is Il most welcome event to the
citizens of the town, and his family
was most sadly missed during the past
few weeks. We gladly welcome Col.
Brown home where his record as
pure and noble citizen, an upright gen.
tleman, and unspotted Christian has
so ondeared him to every heart"
Two weeks ago the Buzzard print
ed the following double-leaded editor
ial
"The convention that nominated
Ephriam Guano Brown short time
ago, thinking that the people at home
would forthwith indorse its action and
rally around the deceased duck and
soiled dove, Brown, had better 60 and
soak its three-cornered head. We de-
sire to place the Buzzard right with
the people before it is to late. The
Buzzard bolts
"Was it using the wing of the par
ty we'll which is headed by the Buz-
zard to treat it with cool contempt
and to nominate man whose ostensi-
bic intellect has been softened by age
and alcohol till he doesn't know
enough to come in when it rains? Will
the convention seek to ram down the
throats of the party q man whose So
cial record is nothing but COB of slime
upon our national escutcheon That
is what it has sought to do, and the
Buzzard desires to state that it cannot
be led by the nose in that manner.
A year ago, when the Buzzard was in
the hands of the sheriff and tottering
on its feet, we might have been more
easily whipped into the party traces;
but to-day, in the full sunlight of
prosperity, with the tax-list printing
for next fall, with the encouragement
of our paid subscribers and another
man, we come out boldly and bolt the
nomination
"And who is this Ephraim G.
Brown, anyhow? Formerly peda-
gogue and aftcrward sheriff. That
is not all. We are on the track of
an affidavit which will open the eyes
the people as to the former history of
Ephraim G.. Brown.
"Who was it that twenty-three
years ago sold the remains Of his
mother-in.law to an oleomargarine en-
porium, and now has the audacity to
come before the people and ask for
the sullrages of his fellow-citizens? ?
These are solemn questions which the
Buzzard proposes to propo und from
now on till election, and when the sun
goes down on the eve Of election day
Hon. (?) Colonel ~ Judge (?) Brown,
the white supulcher, the upas tree,
the bette noir, the Benedict Iscariot
spoken of in the scriptures shall be
relegated to the obsecurity to which
he is no stranger.
GLOW are we to protect the purity
of our American institutions if
we permit the election of social
pus cavity like Ephraim G. Brown? ?
How could we look foreign powers in
the face when they joked us in broken
English about our oleomargarine, and
sneeringly asked us whether we were
making it this season mostly with or
without mother-in-law in it?
at is time that free press and a
free pulpit and free people should
arise and jerk Mr.. Brown baldheaded.
This is not fight between parties.
1t is fight for PRICIPAL!!! 1t is
conquest for aPURITY!!! What
do we care for the tariff, or the sur
plus, or the civil service, so long as
the private character of our candi-
date is smirched?
"Our way is clear and plain. No
smirch or no vote. Let there be no
foolishness or funny business about
this campaign. Let Oleomargarine
Brown remember this. Let this stub
born fact slash around lonely and
desolate in his fermented brain. The
opinion of the Buzzard cannot be
bought. When we are so lost by a
horse kleptomanic whose life is in the
hands of disorganized and incompe-
tent vigilance committee we will for
ward a stated bid to Brown, the al
legged human being; Brown, the BIZ
ped blot on the face Of nature; Brown,
the social wart Brown the political
excrescence Brown, the accidental
incubus of the country in which he
lives. Until then, with pen Of fire
and in four-line plea letters of living
light, we will proclaim through these
pages that our ballot and our latest
breath are dedicated to the joyous
task of busting Brown. And should
this announcement catch the eye of
Brown, and should Brown demur to
any of the sentiments which we have