People's party paper. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1891-1898, 1892-09-23

A voice. We have state eLec-
ton pending.
Mr.. Black. Now, ask you, what
is there in the demands of good gov
eminent, what is there in the interest
of any class that would call for the
deposition of William J. Northen and
the exaltation of Mr.. Peek in his
stead?
Voices. No, no, no, and yes, yes
yes.
Mr.. Black. I ask you what reason
is there why you should put out old
General Cook, now in old age, aud at
the close of life well spent in the
service of his country, in both peace
and war, and bearing upon his body
wounds-the enduring pledges of
honor won on battlefelds of his
country? What reason is there for
putting out that other noble Rich
mond county man, Billy Wright, one
of whose legs, believe, is buried ON
the battle field of Gettysburg? Gap
plause and eheering.) And yet, and
yet, and yet, you are asked TO turn
them all out; to turn Gov. Northen
out, to turn Gen. Cook out to die in
his old age with the brand of inf
deity put upon his public record; to
turn Billy Wright out to tramp with
his one limb down to the grave, de-
prived of all the eholuments of an
office where he has served the people
so faithfully; and for what9 To put
another party in power, without a
history; without at least, any
superiority on the part of the candi-
dates they present. Another party
that is class party; that lives and
breathes upon the antipathies of class
against class, and locality against
locality. My God! will you do itP
Voices. Yes, yes, yes. No, no, no.
Mr.. Black. / do not believe you
will do 1t. I do not believe that this
people will drop everything that is
worthy in the past, venerable in the
present, and honorable in the future
to follow this ignis fatuus. I do not
believe that you will put the seal of
your condo nnation upon those honest,
faithful officers to put In their stead
men selected by this new party will
not jeopardize the interests of the
State by putting these men in power
who are not born among us, who are
not born of us, and who are not
friendly to all our interests. be-
lieve that the interests of all these
people-white and black, farmer and
merchant, laborer and mechanic, rich
and poor, professional man and cap
italist-have common destiny, and
that destiny depends upon the tri-
umph or defeat of that political party
that has lived since this government
was founded, and will survive untli
the very foundations are shaken and
overthrow in eternal ruin. (Long
continued applause.) Listenl | have
one minute and q half more, and
wish to say this that If this people
honor me with their suffrages, and I
enjoy the distinction of q seat in the
Congress of the United States, / shall
go there as Democrat; shall go
there remembering that I represent
all the interests of all classes; and [
have no more sure, have no more
solemn earnest Of fidelity to the
pledges that I here and now make,
than life of thirty years spent among
this people, who have honofed me
far beyond my merits, and who, what
ever may be the political outcome
of this contest, will hold the dearest
place In the warmest affections of my
heart.
Time was called at 8: As, and the
speaker took his seat amid thunder
ing applause.
! MR.. WATsON'S TIME.
Mr.. Watson advanced and com
menced arranging bis papers, while
his friends made the rafters ring.
He faced the audience, and it seemed
that every Black man in the house,
with very few honorable exceptions,
raised on his hind legs and howled.
The most strenuous efforts OF three
thousand demons, reinforced by three
thousand stomaohsfull OF whisky,
doing their level best to prevent the
speaker from being heard, gives the
best conception OF the situation l
am not afraid of disappearing
this scene. I cannot come any ways
near showing it in its hideous de-
formity. One, two, three, five,
seven, nine minutes passed, Mr.. Wat
son facing the bowling mob. AT
length Major Black advanced and
tried to get hearing, with the fol-
lowing result: :
Mr.. Black. Fellow citizens.
(Howls.) Fellow citizens. I'm
creased howls.) Fellow citizens
My friends, my friends, have you no
respect for me? Demoniacal howls.)
Have you no respect for me, my
friends? (Yes, yes; give it to the
traitor, Major; rah for Black; more
bowls, and hurting back of deter
mined defiance by the People.) Mr..
Watson has a right to be heard
am in conclusion, and cannot speak
until he is done. I appeal to every
man here who has any regpect for