Lyon County times. [volume] (Silver City, Nev.) 1874-1907, 1893-10-28
DFMOCRATIC PRAYER

hunch-Dellled pOlltlcal goa, again
we bow before thee in humble sub
mission. Each day, as this world,
which was made for thee, is hurled
through ethereal space faster than
a hungry Democrat can run for an
Office, we have additional proofs of
thy greatness. We have read thy
message. We have gulped it all
down, and now we lie stretched out
in the sun of political hope, like a
snake that has. swallowed a large
frog, waiting for it to digest. Yes,
almighty and powerful master, there
is panic throughout the land. 1t
is spreading disaster everywhere.
1t has knocked the everlasting stuff
fin out of the seat of our pants, and
left its imprint all over our clothes,
and the clothes of our children and
our children's children. The gen.
tie zephyrs of the. Summers breeze
fit Familiarity through the holes in
the knees, Of our pants, and play
fully kiss the cuticle where the gen
tie and patient wood-tiek and
festive flea has just finished
sumptous meal. This is all very
we'll in the Summer time, but we
would thank thee, our most adored
political father, if thou wouldst
stop the panic before the keen blasts
of Winter have chance to peep
into the open windows of our pants.
We know, most respected and
adored master, that thou art wise,
or how couldst thou know we had
panic? In thy great wisdom thou
hast found it out before it was three
months old, and straightway thou
throwest down thy fishing pole,
kickest over thy bait can, and set
test to work to snatch the panic
bald-headed. We thank thee, most
kind master, for even mentioning
us in thy message. We thank thee
for thy desire and thy efforts to
give us good dollar" We i'm
plore thee to make it better than
anybody's dollar. The more it will
buy the better it is. Oh, great and
mighty Cleveland, if thou couldst
make it buy ten bushels of wheat,
and fifty pounds of cotton, we know
it would be good. When we get
hold of one we know how to appre-
ciate it. "There is no excellence
without great labor" The more
labor it takes to get dollar the
more excellent" it is. Mighty
master, make it good. Make it
better. Squeeze into it more Ia
Dor, more hogs, more cattle, more
grain. 1t will cost thee nothing.
We will furnish thee ''more labor.
more hogs, more cattle and more
grain" Squeeze them into the dol
lar. 1t will be money in thy pock-
ct, and money in thy pocket will
put feed in thy paunch. We thank
thee, most excellent master, for thy
friendly interest in behalf of the
bankers. Make their paths easy
and their burners light. Increase
the value of their dollars and the
number of their mortgages. Give
them gold, and demolish silver with
the lightning of thy wrath. Help
US, oh mighty Clevand, to love our
enemies-all but the Populists. If
England smites US on one cheek let
us turn unto her the other. If she
asks for our coat let us give her our
cloak also. But whatever thou do
est, most excellent, adored and
mighty master, don's fail to help us
put the Populists to flight. They
press us sorely on every side. They
laugh us to scorn and make faces
at US in public places. Last cam
paign we accused them of decep-
ton and lying, and now they have
proved by the words Of thine own
mouth, most adored master, that we
have lied. 1t is written, "oh, that
my enemy had written a book" but
that's just what is the matter with
us. Our enemies have written too
many books. And they increase
not only in knowledge but in num-
bers. The political midwives which
thou hast sent out to slay all the
newborn male babes are either hoo
dooded or don't arrive on time.
And this increase is a sore vexa-
ton. Besides, no people in all the
world have such wonderful memo
ries. They have recorded every
promise we ever made. They point
to the Mckinley bill as the ''culmi-
mating atrocity," remind us of our
promise to repeal it, and exclaim,
ahal They remind us of our
Chance" and call our attention to
you as you fish at Buzzard's Bay or
shoot snipe at Hog Island. They
recall our sacred promises of better