The Goodland republic. [volume] (Goodland, Kan.) 1891-1907, 1894-06-29

On Ghe morning OF the glorious
Fourth the booming of the blaSl-
smiths anvil and the prolonged yells
of Young America aroused me from
profound slumber and filed my soul
with patriotism. hurriedly donned
my pants and socks and passed through
my bedroom window on to the roof of
the stoop, the better to see the throng
around the anvil.
He must be an officer of some kind,
to judge by his uniform
Wonder if that's the latest style of
doing hair?"
Maybe he is going to deliver an ora
tion''
These remarks were followed by a
giggle. I wondered where the speak
ers were, and to whom they had ref
erence. Turning my head, saw four
young ladies, dressed for the days
sport standing on the roof of the
stoop of the adjoining house, not
twenty feet from me. 1 fell backward
through the window, my patriotism
all gone.
who lives next door, aunt?" asked
at breakfast.
Daniel Craig His daughter Susie
was over to see me this morning, be-
fore you came down. She has been
away, and only returned last night 1
will take you over and introduce you,
she replied.
1--WE will wait until after dinner" 1
said, fully determined not to come
near the house again until late bed
time.
When 1 reached the street Jerlzy
was busily engaged forming the pro-
cession. The mayor and the orator of
the day headed the procession
The mayor sat astride of large
white mule, who occasionally whisked
his tail or rcastically pointed one
ear forward when a fire cracker burst
with unusual violence in his immedi-
ate vicinity. The mayor was attired
in his Sunday suit, aud wore a long,
fierce mustache. His signet of office
tangled at his hip, full grown Colts
revolver.
The orator of the day was mounted
on clay-colored broncho, who could
hardly keep two feet on the ground at
a time, so nervous had she become
over so much noise. It required all
the riders attention to keep her in the
street So arduous were his efforts
that the sweat was dropping from his
nose.
When Jerky at last gave the word to
march, a fend in the crowd threw a
bunch of lighted crackers between the
mule and the mare. They began ex-
ploding like volley of musketry, and
the dust began to roll up The mare,
with terrified snort, flew across the
town site and into. the timber, out of
view. The mule Strengthened up, and,
turning his head, surveyed the dust
and fire, and started in the opposite
direction.
whoa, Jerry!'' yelled the mayor; but
Jerry did not whoa and was soon
out of sight.
The crowd howled and swung their
hats. Jerlky spurred his horse to the
front, and held up his hand.
"Fellow-citizens," he proclaimed,
''we will not follow the leaders. but
keep right up the street to the grounds
Music by the glee club. March, he
yelled.
There were ladies and gentlemen on
horseback, in wagons, and on foot.
There he is Sue. and presents quite
an improvement over his appearance
this morning.
''Hush. Clara. he will hear some
more of your foo1ishness.''
These remarks 1 heard from some
persons close behind me- I did not
have to turn my head to know who
was talking, but hurried straight
ahead.
The mayor rode in soon after we
reached the grounds. but it was an
hour before the orator of the day
came in, with his coat on his arm, and |
on foot
When everything was quiet, the
mayor arose, and spoke as follows:
Ladies and gentlemen: You all |
know me. and know 1 am off on /
speech-making; but when it comes to
a shoot. I'm in it Yon all know what |
we are here for. 1 do not suppose
there is a person present that Is old
enough to take drink, but knows this
is the Fourth of July. We are here to
celebrate the glorious anniversary Of |
American Independence The reason
why we celebrate this day is because
it's q big day in this country The
reason we celebrate the day is because
this is the spryest town on this line of /
road. {Applause.) The name Of this |
town has always been a dead give
away. It was named by unIettered I
men, who never gave its future single |