The Jasper weekly courier. [volume] (Jasper, Ind.) 1858-1922, 1894-07-06
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plate the bottomless immensely Of the
theme and realize that. with the indy
ing confidence You have ever reposed
Ia me. you have entrusted il to my
care. Can l do II justice? Cries Of
Tackle il anyhow, judge.
TO back with me- Mrs Porter an
4 gentlemen, 10 the first original origin
OF this day The soil OF this now ex-
tensively discovered country had never
yet felt the passionate kiss OF white
mans foot. At the base OF Plymouth
Rock band Of Injuns was camped.
They arose one mornin', as had been
their custom for years. an prepared
for the usual duties OF the day. war
rior who had gone TO the waters edge
TO wash his dusxy face an no less
dusky hands suddenly disturbed the
peaceful echoes with the startlin' cry:
sail. no"
'Whereawayr shouted the chief, in
great agitation.
'Thereaway.' he responded, point
ing out over the breast of the discon-
tented waves
Far out al sea a sail was discovered.
fallin' on the impatient waves, an as it
neared the shore the natives beheld
with awe lordly man in kingly dress
lookin' through telescope. Lady and
gentlemen, that man was Columbus,
and he was at that moment engaged in
discovering America. The natives
drew back in timid alarm as the vessel
approached an ground her Prov into
the sandy shore, and a moment later
Columbus stepped ashore an claimed
this ge-lorious land an planted in the
sacred soil the great flag Of freedom
an liberty. counterpart of which is
now anoatin' over US, thanks to the
paterotic spirit of our beloved goddess,
Mrs Porter. Wild applause. That,
Teller citizens was the Fourth day o
July. an ever since that day has been
one of rejoicin over that fortunate dis
covery. Oh. Teller citizens"
Begin the speakers pardon" said
Gabe Harker. who had gone down in
the audience where he could better
hear the Judge, but aren't YOU little
mixed in yer dates. yer honor? We do
not celybrate the diskivery Of America
to-day, but the birth OF the immortal
Washington. We are here"
THE court will not permit itself to
be interrupted 1t knows wat it's
talkin' about. an IL the cradle-rocked
gentleman from Philadelphia is gropin'
in blind ignorance, he should endeavor
10 suppress the fact an set still an try
TO learn somethin'."
The gentleman from the cradle o
liberty is endeavorin' TO throw some
light on official ignorance tell you,
sir, we celebrate the birth o George
Washington an not the landin' o Co
lumbus an the Pilgrim fathers.
know. fur my father tit under Wash
ington."
AN the court knows that the liberty
brat doesn't know wat it's talkin
about" the Judge retorted. I'VE cele'
brate the diskivery of America Amt
fright. Big Sam?"
Big sam said he really didn't know
but he thought judge ought to know
more than a common miner.
"Of course he should" the Judge con-
tinued. IAN il the offspring from q
dug-out cradle interrupts me ag'in III
Jump down there an teach him les
son in paterotism-"
The one-hoss jedge OF half-hoss
2 court can't teach me nothin fhs
1 comes down here I'll beat hole in the
ground with him"
: The Judges coat came on like a
I fash. and he bounded from the plat
! form Gabe was waiting for him. and
4 the two men came together like in
: furiated bulls. The excited crowd
{ surged around the combatants with
! eager interest, some encouraging the
4 child Of liberty. while Others urged
I the judicial light to greater efforts in
defense Of the lponors he had accorded
10 Columbus. On and on they fought
5 kicking. biting. wrestling. striking
2 until at last the Philadelphia bore
Y the judge TO earth and jumped on hi
e PROSTATE form with both feet. Their
: the bystanders interfered. and the de
a feated man. more dead than alive. wa'
: picked Up in an unconscious condition
:, and borne to his cabin.
i While the dance was at its height
:. that evening sympathetic group STOOD
; around the rude bunk on which rested
4 the demoralized form Of the judge
: Opening his swollen eyes tho injured
n man feebly said:
Boys. reckon got licked"
, Got it piled onto you in purity fail
; shape, jedge,- one Of his friends re
Piled
v II desarved it. boys. fur bein' 81
X burned forgitful My memory ain
y pannin' out much good dust as 81
e older"
V Deserved II. jedge? Was you fol
9 lerin' q blind lead in the Columbu
n business?"
= Eyes reckon Gabc was right, an
Z want you TO explain TO him that
= won't lay this up ag'in him. I've beef
;. layin' here a thinkin IL over. an nov
= il oil comes to me as plain as day. ]
= was Christmas wen Columbus discov
. cred us. an not the Fourth"
= CAPT. JACK CRAWFORD,
The Poet Scout