The progressive farmer. [volume] (Winston, N.C.) 1886-1904, 1892-04-12
THE WAGON WE ARE WAITING
FOR.
CATAWBA, n. c..

Mr.. EDITOR Anti reform Democrats
say those wishing reform can get all
they need by sticking to the old true
and tried Democratic party, claiming
that the bosses know better than we
what we d. They think we farmers
should not think of anything but work,
that we should submit to the bosses
and be ready to hurrah at their com
mands and swallow everything they
desire to cram into us. They seem to
be willing to give us dose of free
coinage, but when we call for the Sub
Treasury to aid us In digesting this
metallic dose. they claim thata desc
Wf5n it comes In contact with the
metal This blind. idiotic child named
Boss is a descendant of slavery and
should be buried alive, head down
wards, towards its eternal home. The
class generally that believe in bossism
are theoretical labOrers and drones of
society, who live on the sweet the
workers produce. AS to the reforms
we ask for, they are the demands of
those who have done the work, who
are masters of their profession and
have the experience which they have
paid for by the sweat of their brow,
therefore they should know their
needs better than any other class.
These self -conceited PharaOhs are go
ing wild, raving and tearing their hai1S'
10th to free the Egyptians They say
the Democratic party will never grant
the reforms asked for, and in the same
breath say vote the D 5moCratic ticket,
leaving your Alliance reforms in the
rear, and thus get such reforms as we
think best for you. The earth with its
mines and products Of the soil and its
cattle on a thousand hills, lis the cor
ner stone, the foundation on which
every other industry stands. The
shock of the coming revolul ion is being
felt. The giants are falling, the foun-
tion is crumbling and needs repair. Ii
not attended to at once the whole
structure will fall. Pharaoh promises
| but still hardens his heart. The self
constituted bosses, reared on the fat of
the land. yell and curse Col Polk for
telling the people what they ae.y Col.
Polk don't believe Pharaoh viii ever
grant the reforms the children ask for,
therefore{ ne is crying in the wilderness,
preparing the way to lead the toilers
towards she promised reform. We are
waiting for the wagon, the contract is
understood. the handwriting is on the
wall, when the wagon is finished and
we inspect It and find that it runs
smoothly by using Alliance grease,
heavily loaded with reform, with bi-
metallic tongue and lew tariff wheels
and strong Sub Treasury brakes then
we will hollow "all aboard, and run
her with steam, with the driving
wheels on the ground. lit should be
our old wagon richly painted with in
terest to defraud, with monopoly bed
and combination wheels, high wheels
AMI high seats in front, special rates
to favored few, low wheels and low
seats behind secend-class, lined wheels,
locked with high tariff front wheels,
CREASED with gold dust and standard
oil with anti-silv tongue and Wall
street driver, we will never get on
that wagon. After the great hosthaye
inspected it and the managers have %
roll it to the rear, in madness and de-
snair thev will be wailing and gnash
ing their teeth, crying amen to their
own condemnation. We know the
robber bosses are we'll armed United
we will be strong divided we may fall,
but if destruction must come, then let
us fee unto the mountains or foIloW
Moses across the Red Sea.
| ]. III. TRoLLNGER.