People's voice. [volume] (Wellington, Sumner County, Kansas) 1890-1917, 1894-06-15
DEMOCRATIC PRAYER
No VII


of Wall street. great is thy name
throughout all the land. Thou who
seest all things with an eye single to
thy purpose; whose dominions reach
from ocean to ocean and whose sub
jects are as the sands upon the sea
shore, we now bow before thee in
humble alteration and acknowledge
our littleness in thy sight Look upon
us, most worshipful master, as thy
humble servants, ready to do thy will
and receive the crumbs from thy Of
fetal table. We ask not for pie-it is
TOO rich for our blood-but, if it please
thy highness, let us lick the plate
where the pie was. Oh, most beloved
father, sharpen again our teeth that
we may kuaw on the tariff bone which
thou hast thrown out to US, for verify
it is dry and hard and thy servants in
congress have knawed all the meat oS
of it. We pray thee to open our eyes
that we may be able to see the
good time promised, for verify
we are surrounded with the
fog of low prices and the
patches on the seat of our pants
are worn 70 a FRAGILE; and the winds
whistleth requiem therein, and we
have not the wherewith to renew the
patches. We thank thee, most adored
master, for thy excellent message, but
our stomachs yearn for soup. We
praise thy name by day and by night,
even while our children cry for bread;
but the gaunt wolf of hunger stares at
the open door of poverty. We know
that thou art great and good, and wise
and just, but we have not the here
with to clothe our children Ye. in
the midst of poverty we sing praises
to thee, oh Cleveland, and would again
make thee ruler over all the land. But
we pray thee, most worshipful master,
to deliver us from our enemies, for
they encompass us round about to our
great discomfort. Between the Popu-
lists, the mortgages, the taxes and
poverty we are 'orely pressed. We
lift up our voices and cry out in dis
tross, and the Populist mocketh at US
in our despair. He runneth his tongue
out of one corner of his mouth and
winketh his eye and saith,
AHA! l told you 500 On, mighty
Cleveland, who will deliver us from
the body of this torture? Verify we
have been wicked in thy sight, else
why gavest thou US stone when we
asked for bread and a serpent when
we asked for fish? Verify our heart
sinketh within us and the Populists
revile US on every hand. We sell our
wheat at so cents, and 10 the mort
gage taketh the so cents We sell our
cotton at cents, and 10 the taxes
swoOpeth down like an eagle from the
mountain and gobbleth it up. We
would fam have sailed down our
hogs, but the banker salteth down
both US and the hogs Our beef which
we thought to have picked was
picked by the merchant, as well as
our note for the balance of our &C.
count We sheared our sheep, but the
lawyer took the fleece and feeced us
out of cow besides Whichever way
we turn is hell Our children are
rags, our wife is rags, our own clothes
are rags and verify it appeareth that
rags are the legitimate result of dem
ocrstic success. In the anguish OF
our heart, oh, almighty Grover, we
cry out unto thee. Smite the Pop.
ulist with a terrible smite. Soften
the hearts of the bankers that they
may put out little money. Soon
the cold, bleak winds of winter will
be over. The jaybird will chirrur
merrily in the apple tree, and the
robin will pour out the melody OF
his soul from the top rail of oul
dilapidated fence. Then the holes in
our pants will let in the gentle zeph
yrs of the summer and gladden. oul
hearts. Then we will thank thee fol
the pants-apd the holes, too. Their
the patriotic office seeker will come tt
see us and with his silver notes poul
sweet consolation into our ears. AND
when our listening ear catcheth thl
sweet promises he makes our heart
will leap again with gladness, and w,
will sing praises to thy name ant
shout aloud for party success. w
will rise up early in the morning an,
go forth with gladness in our heart
and corn bread in our stomachs an,
sing thy praises alllthe day long. An
when evening is come We'll put til
rooster in our hat and march in tn
procession to thy glory and to thy sue
cess Yea, we will even carry torch
light and banners, that the peopl
shall know that we worship thee an
thee alone. And the Populists. VIII
stand upon the street corner an
mocketh at us we will laugh to d.
rision. Yea, our hearts shall lea
with joy and our souls rise up With
US In our gladness we will forge