Belmont chronicle. [volume] (St. Clairsville, Ohio) 1855-1973, 1888-10-25
Election Tuesday, Nov, 9th,
TO FIRST VOTERS.
GEN -RAL GARFlELO'S ELOQUENT AP-
PEAL TO THE YOUNG MEN

Extract From Speech Delivered by
Him in Cleveland, October II. 1870.
''Now, fellow citizens, word before l
leave you, on the very eve of the holy day
of Coda fit moment to consecrate our
selves finally to the great work of next
Tuesday morning. l see in the audience
tonight a great many young men, young
men who are about TO cast their first vote.
want to give you word of suggestion
and advice. l heard very brilliant
thing said by boy the other day up in
one of our northwestern counties. He
said to me, General, have a great mind
to vote the Democratic ticket That
was not the brilliant thing. ILaughter.l
l said to him, 'Whyf' Why said he,
my father is Republican, and am a
Republican all over, but l want to be an
independent man, AMI don't want any
body to say, THAT fellow votes the Re
publican ticket because his dId does"
| and l have half mind to voto the Dem
ocratic ticket just to prove my independ-
ence.' l did not like the thing that the
boy suggested but did admire the spirit
pendence of his own.
''Now, 1 tell you, young man, don't
vote the Republican ticket just because
your father votes 1t. Don't vote the
Democratic ticket even if he does vote it.
Laughter Bat let me give you this
one word of advice as you are about to
pitch your tent in one OF the great pOlit-
ical camps. Your life Is full and buoy
ant with hope now, and beg you when
you pitch your tent pitch it among the
living and not among the dead. Zap
plause.l II you are at all inclined TO
pitch it among the Democratic people and
with tn It party, let me 20 with you for
a moment, while we survey the ground
where 1 hope you will not shortly lie.
Laughter. 1t is n sad place young man,
for you to put your young life into. 1t is
camp for the living Look at it! 1t is
is billowed over with graves Of dead
issues, of buried opinions, of exploded
theories, of disyraced doctrines. You
cannot live in comfort in such a place.
Laughter Why, look herel Here is a
little double mound. l look down on 1t
and l read, Sacred to the memory Of
squatter sovereignty and the Drei s :ott
decision A million and half Of Own
ocrats voted for thtt but it has been
dead fifteen years-died by the hand of
Abraham Lincoln, and here it lies.
| [Applause.l Young man, that Is not the
place for you.
''But look little further. Here is
another monument-a black tomb-and
beside it there towers to the sky a mon
ument Of four million pairs Of human
fetters taken from ths arms OF slaves,
and l read on its headstone this: Sacred
to the memory of human slavery Long
applause.1 For forty years Of its infa-
nous life the Democratic party taught
that it was divine, Gods institution.
| They defended it, they stood around its
grave as mourners. But here it lies,
dead by the hand of Abraham Lincoln.
| [Long applause.l Dead by the power Of
the Republican party. [Applause.l Dead
by the justice Of Almighty God. [Great
applause and chetrs.l Don't camp there
young man. But here is another, a little
birthstone tomb [laughterl, and 1 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
| it in arms to keep 1t alive; but here 1t
| lies, shot to death by the miIlion-gun Of
the republic [Applauss-l Here it lies,
its shrine burnt to ashes under the blaz-
! ingrafters OF the burning Confederacy.
| TApplause 1t Is deadl / would not
have you stay in there a minute, even in
| this balmy night air, to look ut such a
place [Laughter.l But just before l
| leave it discover new-mado grave, a
| little mound-short. The grass has hardly
| sprouted over it, and all around it 1 see
| torn pieces of paper with the word Fiat
on them 1aughterl and look down in
| curiosity, wondering what the little
mound 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, naughterl, rocked by Thomas
! Ewing, George II. Pendleton, Samuel
| Cary, and a few others throughout the
| land But it died on the first Of Jan
uary, 1873, and the $40, 900, 600 millions
of gold that God made, and not fiat
| power, lie upon the little carcass to keep
| it down for ever. prolonged apFlauss.l
"Oh, young man, come out Of thatl
| [Laughter.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,
lament, of all that is glorious under these
! night stars.
| 'Is there any death in our camp? Yes,
yesl Three hundred and fifty thousand
soldiers, the noblest band that ever trod
the earth, died to make this camp Il camp
of glory and of liberty forever Tire
mendous applausel
"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 it shall sweep the green
turf under your festl 1t hangs over our
camp. Read, away up under the stars,
the inscriptions we have written on it,
10! these twenty five years. Twenty-Five
years ago the Republican party was mar
ried to Liberty, and this is our silver
wedding, fellOw-citiZens. lGreat ap-
plause.l A worthily married pair love
each other better on the day of their sill
YER wedding than on the first day of their
espousal; and we are truer to Liberty to-
day and dearer to God than we were
when we spoke our first word OF liberty.
Read, away up in the sky, across our
starry banner, that first word we uttered