Grant County herald. [volume] (Lancaster, Wis.) 1850-1968, 1886-09-02
LOVES LABOR LOST.
A Democratic Love Feast and the Music ON that
Occasion.

LIVES lADUh LUSI.
A Democratic Love Feast and the Music ON tina
Occasion.
Mr.. EDITOR - Your correspondent
was key-hole witness of a Democratic
Iconclave in which all the prominent
democratic candidates for sheriff took (
leading part. 1t was sort of love feast
| and the table was loaded with all the
delicacies of the season. Though the
compromise was not effected, the party
was a conyiyial one, and as the hours
rolled by, each candidate was prevailed
upon to favor the company with song
These were short and to the point, and
we win give them in the order they were
rendered. First Ed. Meyer was called,
and clearing his throat, he rendered in a
very fine voice:
[Tune-The Old oaken Bucket.l
/ long for place near the scenes Of my child
| hood
My friends have consented to see me safe thro
IT'S not in the midst of the deep-tangled wild
IT'S the fat sheriff's Office now have in view.
CHORUS.
The fat sherif's office, the rich sheritf's office,
| The old sheriff's Office we all have in view.
Amid thunders of applause he took
his seat, giving way to Gay Streeter,
who struck Salvation Army attitude
and sang:
1
ITune--Hold the Fort.l
Ho, my comrades, see the signal
Moving in the sky.
Democrats are row advancing
How is that for highy
CHORUS.
Shout the war-cry from the hillt0ps: vote for
Streeter Gay.
Mr.. Patterson, of Bloomington, next
came to the front and in tones sweeter
than the dying cadences of Christmas
carols of old, sang in strains of old time
minstrelsy:
Tnne-Climbing Up the Golden Stairs.l
am bound to be elected
And you need not feel detected
For you know that only one of us can win
| am sure / can't be beat
So I'll stand another treat
See here, waiter. you may I'LL EN- up again.
CHORUS
Oh hear these bells a ringing
IT'S sweet, do declare
TO hear the Democrats singing.
When promenade in Court House Square.
This was enthusiastically received and
was followed by MIR. Murphy:
[Tune-Sweet Bye and Bye.l
There's land that is farer than day,
And by faith can see it - afar.
Ora Richards travelled that way,
And his office is my guiding star.
CHORUS
Hear my cry: I'll win or die
There is room on that beautiful shore.
I'll win or de-by and by.
And my party will know me no more.
Next in order came Mr.. Grimm, and
in pleasing manner he sang effectively
as follows:
Tune-Moriarity.
My name is Grimm from Cassyille town.
I'm royal Dimmycrat.
I'm candidate for the county safe
And The sheriff's place-moind that.
j m wan Of the bhoys, whin it comes to noise.
can bate the world for fun.
If the Reps. would win. they must spind their tin,
For tell you will run.
Last but not least rose u venerable
man, whose musical talent is the wonder
of his neighborhood, and chanted mourn
fully the following;
[Tune-Old Dog Tray.]
My thoughts recall the past, and time is flying
fast.
know what do must do it right away.
The sheritf's Office needs one of the staunch old
breeds.
And surely am inclined that way.
CHORUS.
Trust me, my friends, and II be faithful;
Grief cannot worry me a bit.
am gentle, am kind. You will never, never
find
better man than John W Whit.
This capped the climax and brought
the meeting to close, but not before
those bibulously inclined had treated
"Robinson Crusoe's Old Dog Tray
Your FAITHFUL REPORTER.
Boscobel, Sept. |.