New Ulm weekly review. [volume] (New Ulm, Minn.) 1878-1892, 1888-08-15
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:. The SCRIBE had occasion to travel
eastward for several hundred miles,
and determining to acquaint himself
with the political preferences of rail-
way employees, he questioned them as
chance offered. The conductor came,
and we noticed a Cleveland pin slyly
hid beneath his coat. After him passed
the brakeman, proudly displaying a
small American flag with Harrison $
name attached, and the news-boy, rath-
er the man, followed with issues of the
2. P. He too was decorated with a
Republican button.
Going west we were gladly surprised
to learn that the whole employees of the
sleeping-car. with but a single excep-
ton would vote the Republican ticket.
49,:
Taxation without representation is
tyranny said he, ..and don't you for
get it, where are you from.
please?" the scribe meekly asked.
"Where am fromp" came the answer.
.From the most outraged district in
these glorious United States. I am
from Dakota, and that puts me down
first, last and all the time as q straight
republican. l tell you, democrat in
our territory is not safe, and if this man
Sparks could be got out where we could
lay hands on him, he would be shot on
sight. IF Cleveland and his followers
should again sneak into the White
House, we'll paint it black for him. .
The scribe had no chance to say any.
thing against the eloquent Dakotian
but when the latter lifted his coat col
lar and showed picture of an honest
and handsome looking man, such as
Harrison is, the fellow from the out.
ragged territory shook him by the hand
and handed him cigar. Peace reign.
eth serene between the two.
*x
One of the most beautiful cities oil
the NorthN est is the capital of Wiscon.
sin, Madison. Located on a gently
rising slope, surrounded on all sides by
picturesque lakes, itunfolds its summer
charms to the travelling tourist at a
glance, and whoever rode over the
gentle waves of lake Monona, immor.
talized by the greatest of Norsk must
clans, the violinist Ole Bull, or over the
heaying bosom of Mendoza, and gazed
toward Picnic Point and the towers Of
the asylum, as they appear on the west.
ern shore, will never forget with what
pleasure the beautiful scenery sur.
rounding him, filled his heart.
And then the snug hiding-places
along the beach. Noiselessly the boat
glides along over the yielding stems Of
the wild rice and the white water-lilies,
the home OF the plckerel and bass, and
just as you turn farther out, a jerk or
your line telegraphs that a member o.
the tinny tribe has been caught. Swift
ly the reel is turned, and now the line
shoots to and fro, and when YOU arrive
at the last yard, behold, q six pound
pickerel greets your eye.
The most noted pickerel fisher of the
lake, Sam. Fields, went through the per
Torrance rs above described, and aftel
IN hours cruise here and there we hae
in our possession dozen of the fines
fish, weighing all the way up from
three to eleven pounds. Ashore We
went, and there the ladies. assisted b,
our entertaining veteran, John Fuller
spread the spells Of the chase, vel
fried, before us. The feast was enjoy
able, aud the scribe, now alone, sighs
FIR more Of pickerel, Of Madison, Of !
day Oft.