The Caucasian. (Clinton, N.C.) 188?-1913, 1893-06-22

fellow citizens!
Why should any man claim fo,
himself, and his life, the God giver
title of the working man! We are
all working men. The patient.
plodding scholar in his library sur,
rounded by the Injuries and com
frots which his learning and labor
have earned for him no less than
the poor collier in the mines en-
veloped by darkness and .squalor,
yet If he be a true man having a
little bird singing in his heart,
the same song of hope and cheer
which crowns the genious of Steven
son and Arkwrlght, and long
procession of inventors lowly born,
to whom the greatest Of the Gentu-
rles owes its glorious achieve
ments.
We are all working men, the
banker, the merchant, the doctor,
the lawyer, toiling day after day,
and it may be well paid for then
toll to minister to and to help the
wants of time quite as much as the
farmer and the farmers boy, riding
with laugh to drive the team afield
and toiling with the land so rich
that it needs but to be tickled with
hoe to laugh q harvest. Having
something of an audacious fancy
have sometimes in moments of ex-
uberance ventured upon conceit
that the Jupiter tonaus, the Amer
lean editor, seated upon his three
legged stool, clothed by awful
majesty and mystery of his state,
Is working man just as the poor
lad in the city editors room who
braves the dangers Of the midnight
through the slums of the city, and
the temtations of the town, yet
carries with him a love of the
work and hope of reward, fearing
nothing except dishonor, and it may
be blest by unseen hands from
somewhere beyond the stars. Why
even the Office seeker at Washing
ton begging for a little Of that pie
which, having got his slice, cruel,
hard hearted president would eli
inmate from the bill of fare,
QaughteD even he is working
man and | can tell you a very
hard working man, (applause)
with a mighty tough job of work
upon his hands, and were better
and happier tf he were breaking rock
upon a turn pike in Dixie or spit
ting rails on a quarter section in
the wild, woody west. It is true
as announced on the programme
that | am Democrat, Uauanter }
AS Artemas Ward once said of the
horse in his panorama, Il can
conceal it no longer" Qaughter) that
is to SAY, as good democrat as
they have nowadays Qaughter) but
l am also an American (applause)
and | should like to accept the
occasion and the subject announced
for discussion with a little latitude,
and instead IF sticking close to the
text, ! should like to talk a little
with you from the working mems
standpoint, from the standpoint
mean of the universal working
man, of GONE Of the drifts and
tendencies of American life as they
relate to practical ways and means
and to try to sum up the result if |
can from purely American stand
point,
No party can relieve any of us
from the toll, the daily turmoil
and toll by which each one of us
lives and moves and has his being.
Parties may claim to be able to do
many things, but they cannot relieve
individual men from their obliga-
tions and responsibilities involved
with constant watchfulness which
is equally the price Of private
character and pap9lar liberty; so
if you will allow me | would like
to talk now q little as a patriot
and not as patisan, and when |
have finished if you choose to call
it plea for the Democratic party,
| shall not make any wry faces about
it, OF sue you for libel. Oaugh-
ter.)
Take-take the map of Nerth
America, and fix 1t in your minds
eye. Behold what an empire! Ca-
sar never looked upon the like.
Napoleon in his widest dreams
conceived nothing so magnificent
and vast. Sea now it takes up its
line of travel with the north star,
how it coasts along the frozen seas
of Alaska and Labrador, how it
sweeps around the cales of New
founland, losing itself a moment in
the mists, how it skips straight over
her Majesty's dominion to deepen in
to the fire forests and granite
hills of New Hampshire, with the
inland oceans, those jewels, and
and with great Niagara for its
crown of diamonds How it jour
neys in vestibuled trains and palace
coaches through the glorious north
and the teeming south until drop
ping its rich frultions into the gulf
stream it fades at last into a vision
of, Paradise, under the southern
amidst the silence and solitude of
eternal summer. What wealth is
here to elevate the mind, to inspire
the hear, to make US proud of our
country and ourselves.
What historic memories crowd ev-
cry foot of the way tracing the PROV
ess of our land and race in the bones
of heroes that reach TO the borders
of the iceland and the bones of he
roes that have enriched the soil of
the Montezumas making in peace
and war in the triumphs of the field,
and in the nobler achievements of
the laboratory, aud the workshop,
the progress of a people who have
already revolutionized the New
World and put the old world to blush,