Saint Mary's beacon. [volume] (Leonard Town, Md.) 1867-1983, 1888-11-22

nation. and the government will roll
on. Slowly and sadly he went hcne
and took confort with his loving,
waiting wife and sleeping baby. and
next morning seemed all calm and se-
rene.
Moses. I'll bet you a dollar against
billed shirt that" "Oh, 90 way
and leave me alone, said Moses. 81
bets no more against de king and de
queen. don lose all my leetle bets
en- Cleveland and / charge it up TO
him. bets no more, never more, Joe
Brown tinEs be knows, but be don (
all de same Ven I knows ting
bets on him. | bets you two shirts
dat tomorrow is Vensday.' AL
right, said his friend, I take that bet, :
and he pointed to the clock on the
wall, and Moses saw it was half past
~, and TOMORROW would be Thursday
He retired to q corner and curled
himself up on a bench with his face to
the wall. Captain Murphy gave me
a sad shake of the hand as he retired,
and said, in the pathetic language Of
Shylock. I am not well. Send the
deed after me and / will sign it. ;"
Editor Christian departed, humming,
low, sad tune to the words
How blest the Christian when he dies,
When sinks the weary soul to rest.
Father Graham stayed to hold the
fort, and when I left he was still sit
ting on the box. with pencil and paper
on his knee, and recording the bulls-
tins as fast as they came.
"Old Father Miner, our worthy and
venerable postmaster, had slipped out
unobserved. He was heard to say
to Henry, his son: Well wouldn't
worry. The Lord reigneth. The
Office amt such a big thing nohow.
We will hold it for six months yet,
and maybe the world will come to All
end by that time-the good Lord
knows. Things are getting nightly
mixed and awfully uncertain. Lets
90 home. Henry And Henry said:
"Tsin't bothering me bit. I'm going
to marry rich girl afore long any
how and the dog -goned old office may
slide"
"In the next room there were few
republicans holding lovefeast, and as
the bulletins were read they caught
their significance, and their glad hearts
beat like mufiied drums as they nudged
each other with their elbows and said:
did You hear that; Harrison is gain
ing all the time. Them fellows in
there are sick, awful sick; they have
all shucked their coats
Just think how many souls are
made happy. Ten millions at least.
1t is almost enough to make US recon-
ciled to our defeat. ] do love to see
folks happy. There are lots Of good,
clever republicans in this country.
There are some whom we all respect,
but they do not go about in droves.
The trouble is that their political lead
ers mix up with the negroes, and are |
willing to weigh their votes with the |
white votes even for even, when We |
know that they are not fifteen to vote,
and are not ftten to get fitten. There
are lots Of white folks not fifteen, but
We can't draw the line, and their votes
are not for sale down South like they
are up North. Some Of our white folks
may vote fool, but they vote honest.
Anyhow, we will let the procession
proceed. The great ship of state will
'ail on. 1t is not the ship that Sam
Jones and Simon Peter Richardson tell
Is about that was stranded on the
beach. General Harrison is a good
nan and comes from old Virginia
stock, and if Blaine and Sherman will
ct him alone he will do up things
about right. In the meantime, let Us
all keep at work, for, as Cobe says,
his election don't interfere with
;raps.