The advocate., 1894-08-01
CHANT on THE NEW CRUSADE

RD0 10 Mh4uo,
Through the courts and legislatures LOT tneH
special greed and gain,
SO we went marching on.
Glory, glory, hsllelujahl
Glory, glory, halleluj9h!
Glory, glory, hallelujahl
SO we went marching on.
They have brought unnumbered thousands OF
aliens DER the waves,
To take our bread and work away or crush us
into slaves
And when we dare to murmur we are hunted
down as knaVes
SO we went marching on.
They have robbed us Of our silver and locked
up all the gold,
They have burned the loyal greenbacks and
the bonds the bankers hold,
And the wealth Of the republic by handful
Is controlled,
So we went marching on.
We have waited on the pledges ever made and
never kept,
Till our children cried for 1000 and our wives
despairfng Wept,
Waited till the feeble tainted in death the
starving slept,
80 we 90 marching on.
We have waited till the stranger took our
places in the mines,
In the furnaces and shops and along the rail-
way lines,
Waited while our statesmen sold us to con-
gressional combines,
I'LL we went marching on.
We have waited for protection which was
given to the trusts,
Which taxed the poor mans pittance, and
pAmpered rich mems lusts,
While they banquetted with Dives we have
shared with dogs the cTusts,
TIL we went marching on.
But we could wait no longer, for the time to
march had come,
So we set forth on our crusade for freedom
and for home.
Beneath our c0untTy's flag we formed with
neither arms nor drum,
AS we went marching on.
They have scOrned US on the way, they have
locked us up with thieves,
They have flung us rotten Otfal which the
hungry street cur leaves,
They have t0unted us with curses which the
fOulest soul conceives,
AS we went marching on.
They have crowded us In dungeons till death
loads the poisonous air,
And the feVer's rank ContagiOn ut every
breath we share,
They have tossed our dead In bitches without
human sigh or prayer,
As we went marching on.
InGy nave RlNBW u6 bAlO JM5bAGB MuAGh AA @OA-
frey's dead soul dwelt,
They have shown the Christian mercy that
Internal Nero felt,
They who worship at Gods altars and bread
and wine have dealt,
AS we went marching on.
See, through our prison gratings the ruddy
light of day.
The air that blew on Lexington will sweep
hells fume away,
The blood that sprinkled Brandywine has
never ceased to play,
Since Right went marching ON.
The sun we long have waited for at last begins
to rise,
The Christ is coming with his scourge to hold
his dread assize,
The truth Of the Eternal shall demoltsh Sa-
tan's lies,
AS we go marching on.
The day is brightly dawning when this march,
Through many halts, in triumph shall hail the
grand cause won,
And then wen tread the streets and squares
Of conquered Washington,
And our long march Is done.
Wen trample on the outlawed trusts and COM
bin es as we pass
Upon the White House portal hang the sign,
"Keep of the grass.
And on the senate chamber door, "Quit blow.
ing0ut the gas"
When our long march Is done.
Wen march on to the capital, instate' our
president,
And congress which shall give US laws all
good men shall content,
And till that glorious Easter OF this distress
full Lent,
WIN we go marching on.
Glory, glory, hallelujahl
Glory, glory, hallelujahl
Glory, glory, hallelujahl
VIII we go marching on.
N. NJ. GREBNE.
PREPARING FOR SUFFRAGE.