People's party paper. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1891-1898, 1892-09-02


me personally, as well as upon your
platform generally. I want to an
swer these first, although they do
not properly belong to a general
debate. It will take me an hour or
two to get rid of them, and
they can have that hour or two
to decide whether to fight or not.
Let any Democrat who is hungering
to see the neatest fight of the COM
paign, while | am discussing the
Peek bill, and the Anthony Wilson
contest, and all that sort of thing, 90
down to Democratic headquarters
and find out how anxious Governor
Northen and Major Black are to
meet me, and carry my challenge to
these gentlemen to meet me, and
assure them that they can have
fighting to their hearts's content.
Interruptions from the outside of
the audience which were answered
by auditors around the stand gen.
eral swaying of the crowd, and
cries of "Hurrah for our Toni Hit
'em again Goodbye, Jimmie
Black p
My friends, you please do your
talking after | leave, and give me
the opportunity now. Those fellows
out there are just trying to irritate
you, and that interferes with me.
They will tell a half-bushel basket
full of lies about this speech when
get away. You save your lungs for
them tomorrow, and I will attend
to those little fellows to-day. Cries
of Order! Order, boys! It's COM
ing nowv'
Have any Of you seen that rhold-
ing paper aloft !? It is a picture
Of Col. Peek and myself putting the
white people and the black people in
slavery-putting the poor white and
the poor black people in slavery
and underneath the picture is the
heading, "Peek's Slavery Bill"
Now, [ have discussed this bill at
every one of my appointments, ex-
planning it in every detail, but the
fair, truthful(O newspapers have
been so carefully careless that they
have not reported it. They have
reported everything said that they
could put to bad use, but wherever
I discussed the press, or put a black
eye or q blue spot on the Democratic
party, they have been careful not to
say a word about it. There has
never been campaign in the State
Of Georgia that depended SO much
on deliberate and tenacious telling of
lies. They have told you the tangle-
foot lie, and the stralghtlegged lie ;
the sway-back lie, and the snaggle-
tooth lie laughter the hump
shouldered lie, and snub-nosed lie
increased laughter]; the lie gen
eral, and the lie special roars of
laughter the lie definite, aud the lie
indefinite another outburst the
lie malicious, and the lie amusing A
voice, <"Fore de Lord, Boss, dis MIG
gah bust, sho' !"7, but if there is any
lie that will take the cake in this
varied list of lies, it is the Sindey
Lewis lie. The climax reached.
More falsehoods have never been
thrown into any canvass; it has been
almost impossible for them to tell the
truth, and as [ said about this last
kind Of a lie,. does seem that it de-
fies mendacious ingenuity, even in
one who has given the whole venom
of his nature up to this campaign.
Great cheering and expostulations
on the part Of the well-behaved
colored with a few unruly members
of their own color. Boys, let those
black men alone; they have no bet
ter sense. Addressing q white
hated young BLACKBOARD, who was
trying to create confusion Make
yourself useful, young man trot your
men up here and l will attend to
them. Pointing to a group Of sys-
tematic disturbers. They do not
amount to a row of pins; they do
not amount to a needle in hay
stack.
say this, fellow citizens, that the
Infamous falsehoods that have been
attempted to be practiced on me and
on you in this campaign are without
a parallel, and more especially by the
little man that runs the paper down
the street, whose mind is so malig
nant that if the contents of his heart
were turned into his stomach he
would die of the black vomit. A
colored brother, "Fo' the Lord !;
how he hits him." Another, ."Umph !;
I'd sooner be niger than dat white
man, sho'"
At this point the young men com
posing the Democratic club seemed
to scatter themselves, as if by pre-
concerted action, and commenced
vociferous volleys Of "Rah for
| Black! 'Rah for Black" and tried
to urge the colored men Of the town
to take part.
Mr.. Watson pointing his finger
in scorn at them Oh, look at the
kindergarten Look at the silk
hatters Listen to the dude!