Cheyenne transporter. [volume] (Darlington, Indian Terr.) 1879-1886, 1885-06-15


speculation or illustrated his theories
with such splendor and copiousness
of imagery. Till long past midnight
he held his audience of more than
score of cultured and learned gentle
men entranced. He was more eloquent
than when on the stump, and often
his listeners were still enchained when
dawn appeared in the east. One night
it was proposed that he preach SER
mon from any text that he might Sc
lect. He chose the passage: "The
foxes have holes and the birds Of the
air have nests, but the son of man has
not where to lay his head" For
long time he commented on the life
and character OF the Savior. He pre-
sented the theology of the Nazarene
IN novel and attractive light. He
discoursed Of love and preached all of
humanity, all of human longing for
peace and security. He brought tear
to every eye, and sent thrill through
every heart in that company, more
than one of whom had been skeptical
until that day, but were SO no more
forever
When Henry Clay died, Marshall
delivered an eulogy upon his life and
character that has become classic.
Longfellow declaimed that it surpassed
anything ever uttered by the lips of
man, and Daniel S. Dickinson said
that he had rather have been the
author of it than to have written
Hamlet"
With one or two anecdotes l will
close this sketch of this most gifted
man. Marshall went into the town of
Versailles one day when John j. Crit
ten had an appointment to make
stump-speech. Marshall asked and
received division of time, and the
"wool-pulling" began. Many ladies
were present, and to show their dis
pleasure with Marshall's course, as
we'll as to compliment Crittenden,
they covered the latter gentleman with
flowers and waved their handkerchiefs
in approval. Crittenden acknowl-
edged the compliment in graceful
and happy manner, and Marshall rose
to reply. He was more than usually
eloquent, and made a splendid speech.
At its close he turned to the ladies and
said:
mo bouquets for mel Ladies, / was
born at that early day in Kentucky
when the aesthetic had not supplanted
the utilitarian, when girls, instead of
cultivating the useless graces that at
tract the frivolous, practiced those
habits of usefulness that fitted them to
be wives of brave men and mothers of
sturdy children. In that primitive
day the maiden had no bower where
Flora held her court, but, on the con-
trary, they planted and nourished am
! pie beds of mint and tansy. In the
early morn the patriarch of the house
hold took down his 'stirrup' cup and
brewed beverage whose basis was
'old Bourbon such as Bacchus never
offered to Olympian deity, and all the
family, from eldest to youngest, par
took of it in copious draughts, and, Ia
dies, you never heard of n child dying
of worms in that day. If Fahnestock
had lived then he would have starved
to death"
Shouts of laughter greeted the con-
ceits, and the ladies precipitately fled.
One more anecdote: There lived in
Kentucky, thirty or forty years ago, a
man named Pitcher. 1t would require
the pen of Fielding and the license
that permitted the pOrtraiture OF
Squire Weston to properly sketch his
character. He was rude, uncult-
ured, sapient man, with great natural
abilities; scorpion tongue, laden
with the poison of asps. He was as
dlsSolute as John Wilks, and his tenn
per is fittingly described by O'Con-
nell's epithet, ''ram-cot." He was a
sort of political Dalgetty, and, with
the vulgar herd, a considerable force.