Martinsburg independent. [volume] (Martinsburg, W. Va.) 1875-1900, 1889-01-05
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CARRIERS ADDRESS.
BY JUDGE J. I. H.


Wake with weird Clan.Alpine song
Singshe not OF ancient glory,
AS the bards of chivalry-
Sings he not OF dnte-bettum
Cast, or class or pedigree;
But he leaves the heights of myth-land,
And to solid sense comes down,
And unfolds events and matters
Bout our Nation, State and Town.
Tho prosaic words he utters,
Truthful still must we relate,
His historic treasures gathered
From the Old Year, Eighty Eight.
FIRST Aquarius ruled the seasons,
Till all Nature seemed to turn
Baptist meath the dashing RAIN floods,
That came pouring from his urn.
Black clouds burst upon the mountains,
Turned the valleys into lakes,
From the shores of the st. Lawrence,
10 the Alabama brakes.
Everywhere was wild destruction,
In the rivers that ran down,
Through the forests, through the meadows,
Through the crowded streets in town.
Yet thro' all Columbia's borders,
Did the Horn of Plenty pour,
Bounteous Yields from golden harvesSs,
Richer yields than e'er before;
SO that sutf'ring and abundance.
Strange commingied, seemed to flow,
From the spring time, through the autumn.
TO the dismal winters snow.
Grim disasters fill the MEASURE
Hear that echo wailing by?
Railroad wrecks and burning buildings
Mingle with II deathly cry.
Oh, what horror now confronts us,
IT'S bloody fatal job
Law and Order bravely pitted
,Gainst wild and savage mob.
Birmingham reads us lesson,
And old Berkeley bows with shame,
That such mobs car rule her people,
With no law to check the same.
All. what cyclone sound like thunder,
Now comes floating on the air?
IT'S the Nation in contest,
Ger the presidential chair.
Sixty million people struggling,
From the mountains to the sea,
On that old quadrennial question,
Who the President shall be.
Cleveland leads the S'loco" forces.
As he led them once before,
But with much less civil service.
And free trade, II little more.
Autocrat was he rs header, ,.-i. l.1s-.--,..,-
And with most consummate skill,
Ruled the Democratic party,
With an iron grip and will.
So he wrote his free trade message
Which his party promptly took,
Spiked it down upon their platform,
Like an index TO book.
Clad in such IA coat OF armor,
AS Goliath did of old,
Cleveland stalked before the people,
Like a giant fierce and bold;
Cried aloud and sent his challenge,
To the ~. o. p" to fight
And the tariff issue settle,
AS to who was in the right.
Well our Benjamin was willing,
And that giant quickly slew,
sSackville letter. and ''Protection,"
Were the pebbles that he threw.
Democrats are somewhat puzzled,
AS to what produced the wreck,
But post mortem showed their leader
Had little too much neck.
While the battle thus was raging,
West Virginia took hand
In that contest, about equal
To any other in the land.
From Kanawha to Potomac,
in the forest. vale and glen,
On the mountain by the river,
Goff and Fleming led their men.
But the Bourbon forces falter,
And Misunderstanding sun,
On the 9th has sealed the verdict,
BY Protectors forces won.
Brag and buster will not change it,
Whoop and howl as "demies" may,
Golf elected, will De seated,
Unless fraud shall rule the day.
Smith to Congress in the 4th has
Ended democratic rule,
While the Sd is also carried,
BY McGinnis and his mule.
But our Atkinson is counted
Out by democratic heft
Wetzel county changed the ballots,
Plainly showing why he's left.
Soon, however, Congress- meeting,
Will attack that fraud with vim
Turn out Pendleton so quickly,
That his head will fairly swim,
While the End District only.
Where our gallant Flick went down,
Will remain a shattered fragment,
In the democratic crown
Gone for ever Bourbon glory.
From our State. and gone to stay;
Cannot stand the march of progress
Schools and railroads clear The way.
Turn moment now to Berkeley
Where the battle was so hot;
'Tween republicans and denies,
Fiercer battle ne'er was fought.
knight of Boydyille. brave and fearless,
With tall plume on his crest,
Roasting that he always carried
Berkeley county in his vest,--
Charged republicans most tiercely,
Like the Spanish knight of yore--
Pounded up the sheep and windmills,
In perfect mass of gore;
But like ancient Don and Sancbo,
Merged he from the Berkeley fight,
Broken crest and plumage fallen
In the saddest kind of plight.
The republicans were ylct0rs,
And entire carried through,
Every man upon their ticket,
just the thing they meant 10 DO.
Feidt and Miller, gallant leaders,
Did their duty brave and well,
Whi'e our Buxton and our Kitchen
Also helped the vote to swell.
George NJ. bowers, what a racerl
Never saw such time as he
Made upon old Berkeley race course
In his contest with j. ID.
Wisner leads his ticket too,
But old jefferson is Bourbon,
And Just carried Judge ID through.
Still the candidate elected
is urist learned ard fair,
Which gives earnest that the ermine
With high honors he will wear.