The Seattle post-intelligencer. [volume] (Seattle, Wash. Terr. [Wash.]) 1888-1914, 1890-11-27
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Scenes It the Annual Gathering Beside
the Martyrs' Gravea
Chicago Herald. November 10
The anarchists, with their crape-cOvered
nags tossing above wreaths Of flowers and
waving palm leaves. surged In . compact
mass until the road was reached. Then .
race began. The dig saloon In front Of the
main entrance was greater attraction for
the moment than the mound which Gov
ers the dead revolutionists. Men with
floral anchors and laurel wreAths stormed
the door of the GROCERY and called loudly
for beer and sausage. It took : long time
for the German musicians to get any sort
of a parade into the graveyard, but when
it was accomplished they began to play
another dirge. People pressed against the
gray and giided tasseied chains which en-
circle the tomb of the i've anarchists until
their feet almost rested upon the big
square mound. Several old women broke
into the Enclosure and stood close to the
massive headstone. When the procession
reached the graves one of the chains was
unfastened. Then an aged woman, Dear-
ing wreath Of flowers with streamers of
crimson ribbons, pressed through the
crowd and laid the tribute upon the
mound. Other women came with similar
wreaths and with floral anchors, gates of
roses and massive allegorical designs upon
the top Of which we're white doves with
outstretched wings. Then sturdy Ger
man from singing society hung laurel
wreath upon the maidstone. Within i've
minutes the great mound which covers the
famous revolutionists was . bank of fow-
ers, the fragrance of which even the bitter,
sweeping wind could not drive away.
When it was thought all the tributes had
been placed on the tombs, child in an
astrakhan cap and with cheeks a. red q
the simple bunch of chrysanshemums she
carried, struggled into the inclosure and
dropped the flowers among the more pre-
tentious offerings.
At this moment weird lamentation
hurst from the big horns Of the musicians
200 feet away. A more striking spectacle
has seldom been seen in graveyard. The
child In the astrakhan cap stood alone
amid the flowers, while clustered about
it, but held back by the gray
chains, we're hundreds Of women
sobbing and wringlng their hands.
q chen. spies; in flaming
tie rest The sister of the dead orator of
the anarchists WAS weeping 30 painfully
that the grim, stolid men who stood beside
her clutched the chains and stared yiciously
ct the white headstone. Behind Miss Spies
was the mother Of August. She was al
MOST .cTuSuo0 Dy the crOWQ that SurRe0
against her from all sdes, and her sobs
could be heard even above those Of the old
women who were her sympathixers.
When the tomb had been decorated the
people moved away to = spot which was
encircled by rope. A table stood in the
center of the Enclosure. From the top OF
this piece of furniture four men made
speeches eulogistic of the dead and breath
ing vengeance on the people who had been
instrumental in bringing the anarchists to
the gallows. The first speaker was sal
low, bony man. who was poorly dressed
and so badly afflicted with some
pulmonary ailment that he broke
down completely while repeating
poem he had delivered to an
anarchist gathering the previous
night. The speaker was w. 8. Oliver. He
declared that an inhuman act had brought
the people to Waldheim, and that it would
go down in history for all time as the most
atrocious crime chronicled since man was
made. Mr.. Oliver, continuing in this
strain said that from the ashes of the
graves there would yet arise cry for jus.
tice for the heilish deed. ut will come like
fash of lightning from the sky" he con-
tinued, land the upheavel of the earth will
shake the world from pole to pole"