The News-Herald. [volume] (Hillsboro, Highland Co., Ohio) 1886-1973, 1888-10-18

Note tne nepuOucan tlcket JUST DecauSe
your father votes It. Don't vote the
Democratic ticket even II he does vote It.
[Laughter.l But let me give you this
one word Of advice as you are about to
pitch your tent in one Of the great polit-
lcal camps. Your life is full and buoy
ant with hope now, and beg you when
you pitch your tent pitch 1t among the
living and not among the dead. Jap
plause.l II you are at all inclined to
pitch it among the Democratic people and
with that party, let me go with you for
u moment, while we survey the ground
where hope you will not shortly lie.
ILaughter.l It is a sad place young man,
for you to put your young life into. It Is
to me far more Like a graveyard than
camp for the living. Look at It'll It II
is billowed over with graves Of dead
issues, of buried opinions, Of exploded
theories, Of disgracsd doctrines. You
cannot live In comfort In such o place.
[Laughter.l Why, look here! Here is q
little double mound. look down on It
and read, Sacred to the memory of
squatter sovereignty and the Dred Scott
decision A million and half of DEM
ocrats voted for that, but It has been
dead fifteen years-died by tho hand Of
Abraham Lincoln, and here 1t Lies.
lApplause.l Young man, that Is not the
place for YOU
"But look little further. Here is
beside It there towers to the sky a mon.
ument Of four million pairs Of human
fetters taken from the arms Of slaves,
and I read on its headstone this: Sacred
to the memory Of human slavery lLong
applause.l For forty years of its infa-
nous life the Democratic party taught
that 1t was divine, Gods institution.
They defended It, they stood around It's
grave as mourners. But here It lies,
dead by the hand Of Abraham Lincoln.
(Long applauss.l Dead by tho power of
the Republican party. [Applause.l Dead
by the justice of Almighty God rGreat
applause and chetrs.l Don't camp there
young man. But here is another, little
birthstone tomb [laughterl, and I read
across its face in lurid, bloody lines these
words: Sacred to the memory Of State
sovereignty and Secession Twelve
millions of Democrats mustered around
1t In arms to keep 1t alive; but here 1t
lies, shot to death by the million gun Of
the republic. [Applause.1 Here 1t lies,
its shrine burnt to ashes under the blaz.
ing rafters Of the burning Confederacy.
[Applause.l It is deadl I would not
have you stay in there minute, even in
this balmy night air, to look at such
place. (Iaughter.1 But just before I
leave 1t l discover new-made grave, a
little mound-short. The grass has hardly
sprouted over it, and all around 1t / see
torn pieces of paper with the word Fiat
on them [laughterl and look down In
curiosity, wondering what the little
is, and read on it: Sacred to
the memory Of the rag baby [laughterl;
nursed In the brain of all the fanaticism Of
the world, Elaughterl, rocked by Thomas
Ewing, George H. Pandleton, Samuel
Cary, and IL few others throughout the
land But it died on the first of Jan
uary, 1873, aud the $l40, 900, 900 millions
Of gold that God made, and not fiat
power, lie upon the little carcass to keep
it down for ever. prolonged applause
"Oh, young man, come out Of that
lLaughter.l That is no place in which
to put your young life; Come out, and
come over to this camp Of liberty, of
order, Of law, Of Justice, Of freedom,
[amenl, Of all that is glorious under these
night stars.
''Is there any death in our campf Yes,
yes! Three hundred and fifty Thousand
soldiers, the noblest band that ever trod
the earth, died to make this camp camp.
Of glory and Of liberty foreverl Tire
mendous applause.l
'But there are no dead issues here.
There are no dead ideas here. Hang out
our banner from under the blue sky
this night until 1t shall sweep the green
turf under your feetl 1t hangs over our
camp. Read, away up under the stars,
the inscriptions we have written on 1t,
loi these twenty-five years. Twenty-Five
years ago the Republican party was mar
ried to Liberty, and this IL our silver
wedding, fellow-citizens. [Great ap-
plausel A worthily married pair love