The progressive farmer. [volume] (Winston, N.C.) 1886-1904, 1894-03-20

inevitably interrupt our connections
and correspondence.
de, too, has been deaf to the voice of
justice and consequently. We must,
therefore, acquiesce in the necessity
winch denounces our reparation, and
mold him, as we hold the rest of man
klnd-enemies in injustice, in justice
friends. We, therefore, the people OF
the United States of America, as SOW
erelgn citizens, appealing to the Su-
preme Judge of the world for the recti-
tude OF our intentions, do, in the name
or u loved country, and for the pres
erVatlon of our homes and liberties,
solemnly publish and declare trat we
Will, and of right ought to be, free and
independent of Clevelandish rule; that
we are absolved from all allegiance to
their mugwump rule, and that all pc
Ilslcal connections between them and
us will, and ought to be totally dis
solved by the next election; and that,
as a free and independent people, we
shall have full power to levy war, con
clude peace, contract alliances, estab-
llsh commerce, and do all the other
acts and things which independent peo-
pie may of right do. And for the sup
port Of this declaration, with a firm
reliance on the protection of Divine
Providence, we mutually pledge to
each other our lives, our fortunes, and
our sacred honor.
The foregoing declaration was en-
crossed and signed by the following
members: Joe Jackson, s. Ohio Viii
son, Cyrus Thompson, Marion Butler,
j. 7. B. Hoover, J. L. Ramsey, Fl. l.
Loucks, Ben Terrell, J. M. Mewborne,
J.. S. Bridges, W. s. Barnes, w. Fl.
Worth, ]. j. Long, A. F. Hleman,
Samuel Archer, Thomas Watson, Tom
Dixon, Jerry Simpson, J. B. Weaver,
j. g. Field, A. @. Shuford, J. Springs
Davidson, and millions more.
After the delivery of this sat down. by
the old schoolhouse door and said to the
signing breezes and silent stars: Come
home, O monopoly parties, come homel
Long have We wandered from the fold
of truth and justice. Long have ye
trOd the desert of unrest, long have ye
listened to the sirens of mugwumpery
and falacy; 0 sirs, come. Come from
the darkness of doubt into the daylight
of light and liberty; come from the
fields overgrown with thorns and
thistles and deep precipices, into the
pleasant paths of right and love and
hope and prosperity. Come home, o
labOring peopleI It's not too late.
There's a vacant chair waiting for you
in the parlor of truth, be wise and take
it. There's a light in the light house of
justice beaming for you, gaze upon it.
o, sirs, come now ere labor loses it's
manhood, independence; ere poverty
dons her crown as ruler Of the globe;
ere hearts grow faint Or hopes grow
dim; ere the monopolies wrap their
iron bands tighter and tighter around
the masses and make slaves. 0 comet
Come for your sake, for your family's
sake, for your country's sake, for
humanity's sake, sirs, come home.
The clock in the steeple of destiny
strikes long and loud, bidding you
hearken. It's getting late. The night
is coming on, the storm gets fercer and
f~iercer, sirs, fee to a refuge of safety.
Laboring men, show your manhood
such manhood as once fought the
British lion for conscience's sake; such
manhood as once wore the blue and the
gray in the valley of death. The poor
are growing poorer and the rich richer.
For Heavens sake let's look to Our
own interests, let's not let the Alliance
banners drop by. the Rayside.
ITO BE CONTINUED.