Rock Island daily Argus. (Rock Island, Ill.) 1886-1893, 1890-06-06
A RAID ON DEPEW.
Chicago Children Bombard the
New York Orator,
BUT THEIR MISSILES ARE FLOWERS

Address Great Success.
CHICAGO, June 6.--Hon. Chauncey NJ
Depew has been in town for couple Of
days. the principal object of his presence
being to deliver an address to the Press
club on the Worlds fair, but that occasion
has been dwarfed in interest by little in
cident which occurred at the Auditorium
hotel y yesterday, when the great after-din-
ner speaker had to face seventy-five rosy
little lasses who are to take part in the
production of cinderella" The little
girls were rosy in more senses than one. for
every one of them carried boquet "for
consumption" as it were, They
were marshaled by Mrs. Benton Barnes,
and introduced by Mr.. Stanley Waterloo,
of the Press club and prettier sight could
not be imagined than they presented as
they filed into Mr.. Depew's room.
Mr.. Waterloo's Introduction.
Mr.. Depew was not surprised, as he had
received an intimation of this raid of in
nocence and happiness, and as he advanced
to meet his young visitors Mr.. Waterloo
said:
Mr.. DEPEw: In making this introduc-
ton am most pleasantly and most ig-
norantly situated. / don't quite under
stand it all myself. l know only that
there is a fair sea of young ladies and chill
dren and flowers behind me, which has
carried me to you for an introduction.
The children, l understand, will explain
themselves. am but foam on the crest
of a rose colored wave, knowing nothing,
just carried. You are surrounded and cap
tured and what will be done with you /
do not know / imagine it will be nothing
serious. leave you in sweet trouble"
TaGy for the Great Orato
Little Miss Jeffrey presented the dis
orator bouquet and then an
other pretty mite stepped forward and
said:
Mr. DEPEw: i suppose you are won
dering what we are all here for, and I'll
be frank and tell you. We've always
heard that you were the very incest man
in the world, and we wanted to see just
what you looked like. We have brought
you a bouquet, and we want you to tell
the New York folks that the flowers on
the western prairies are prettier than their
dollhouse plants, and that Chicago girls
haven't such big feet. The flowers are
from Cinderella who is going to take
the stage at the Auditorium the night
after you get through with it. And we
want you to be our godfather, and rail-
road us through to success. We have a
good godmother, yOu know, and oh, Mr.
Depew, if you will tell all the people who
are at your show to go to our show we
will be ever so much obliged And if you
want to be president, Mr. Depew, wen
make our fathers and our brothers vote
for you"
Actually Made Him Blush.
Mr.. Depew bowed "A dozen times and
smiled. We'll, young ladies'" said he.
this is the first time Eve blushed for
many years, and thought had got ont
of that habit. But to be surrounded by
such beyy of Cinderellas makes me feel
as if had gone back thirty years to the
time when l would not have dared stand
before you. have received a great many
unique and charming" but before he
could proceed the little ones began pre-.
senting bouquets, and upon Mrs Barnes
saying: Throw them, children, throw
them, the bouquets began to fly through
the air as thick as rain drops during a
summer shower. They began to pile up
in Mr.. Depew's arms-who caught them
very cleverly, by the way-unul they
reached as high as his head His face was
not visible, except as it smiled through
the mass of roses which covered it.
Lesson ih Politics.
well" continued Mr.. Depew, after the
bonn bardment had ceased. well, Jessie.
Agnes, Ethel, Gladys, Lilly, and all of you
for know you all-my wife has often
said that she has never been jealous of me,
but am glad that she is not here now.
Laughter If there is any one thing
more delightful than another. it is the af-
fectionate offering of children. Why, l
would rather have these flowers thrown at
me by you children, than to have the pres
dental nomination hurled at me in the big
Auditorium. [Applause.l Because, if by
any strange possibility such an accident
should happen three years from now,
would know that behind the votes which
nominated me would he the voters think
ing what offices they were to get. Laugh
ter
It-Leaves a Bitter Taste.
an my experience have found that of
the great many things which make a man
feel proud there are some which leave a
bitter taste. If political body wants to
do you honor You find at the same time
that they are thinking of foreign mis-
sions, consulates or custom house appoint
ments; if charitable organization comes
and tells you how fascinating, witty, and
you are, you can be sure that
they are going to ask for speech to help
them out. There is a can of dynamite I'M
der the compliment, and when you get
home the dynamite eXplodes and skaters
the compliment. But girls like you, limo
cent, charming, DISQUALIFICATION you
come to me / don't know what to say
words are unequal to the task / can only
drop tear, place my hand on my heart
and say thank you.
Slander on Chicago Refuted.
II understand that you are rehearsing for
a play to be produced soon, and that you
have chosen Cinderella in order to re-
flute the ISLANDERS about the extent of
ground covered by the Chicago belle For
my part have seen no feet at all since
have been here. l am going to carry the
message back to New York that the feet
Of Chicago girls are invisible. Laughter. |
The Good Book defines three great virtues
faith, hope, and charity-and the great
est of these is charity Now there are diff
ferent kinds of charity There is a char
ity that has sting. which leaves bitter
taste. But the charity that comes from
the feet of Cinderella as she dances for a
fund to alleviate suffering goes out in
sweet incense from loving girlish hearts
Acknowledges to Weakness.
"As j stand here and look into your
faces / am reminded that it has always
been a weakness of mine to admire pretty
girls. My wife approved of this weakness up
to the time we were married, because she
thought she was the only pretty girl whom
admired, Now, however, she doesn't
approve it; she says am getting too old
and grey. 1t seems to me that as go
through life, loving pretty girls in an in
nocent, and fraternal way, am only pay
ing tribute to her She doesn't look at it