The Portland daily press. [volume] (Portland, Me.) 1862-1921, 1896-09-02

HE SHOOK HANDS WITH BROTHER GARDNER.
see that he was perfectly at home before
the public. He shook hands with Brother
Gardner and Sir Isaac Walpole, helped him
self to glass of water and then removed
his cuffs and pushed up his sleeves
"Citizens of de United States, quietly
began the speaker as he stepped to the
front, "why dis turmoil? Why dis excite
ments Why dis gatherin of men on de
street co'ners to talk wild bated breff an
call each other bigots an liars? De answer
am at handle wheel of time has rolled
around another presidenshual campaign,
an de sap Of polyticks am beginnin to rise
in mems breasts. Oar was time, an not
so VERY long ago, when yo' had muffin to
say an muffin to do wild de issues Of CAM
paign, but it may be in yor hands dis fall
to decide de fate of dis great nashun.
[Cheers. Am yo' ready for de comm
struggle (Yes, yes!l It am gwine to be
SIGH struggle as once shook de walls of
Rome an made de Tiber run red wild de
blood of 10000 menl ['sRah for de IT.
berF'] Dat struggle will call for patriot
ism and sacrifices, an it will end up only
when varchew, truth an innocence stand
triumphant on de battlements of integrity.
Patriots of a glorious republic" con-
tinued E. Pluribus after moistening his
throat, 'de gineral situation which we
must confront is one to appan the stoutest
heart. AS I stand heah befo' yo' an gaze
ober de barbed wire fence dat separates de
present from the fucher my blood runs
cold. Shivers all over the hall I 1t am a
picture to make me groan in despair.
lGroans and signs. On dis side of de
fence am innocence, clothed in her white
robe an peacefully plantin her cowcumber
patch. On de odder am vice, draped in
the deepest black an grindin his sword to
razor edge. Cheers for virtue and vice.
Will innocence drap dem cowcumber seeds
befo' it am too late an arm herself wild a
razor, or will she be Token unprepared an
swept away as chaff befo' de terrible cy-
clone dat leaves only death an destruck-
shun behind? [Cheers for chaff, innocence
and cyclones.] Once let dat vice get a
swipe at dat innocence wild his long, keen
sword, an what will be de result? De
bulwarks of American liberty will come
tumhlin down wild a crash, which will
echo from nashun to nashun till it has
been heard around de hull world. TCheers
for crashes and bulwarks. Anarchy will
reign, midnight darkness will settle down
upon dis fair land, an SIGH cry Of horror
will go up dat de stars will pale an fade
away an de moon no longer show her face.
81 speak to Brutus, Caesar an Cassius. I"
said the orator, after he had got some more
breath to work on. 81 appeal to patriot
ism, honesty an love Of kentry Several
cheers for Brutus and one whoop for
Caesar It depends on you to save dis
kentry from wreck, ruin an despair. win
you do itp Cries of "You betp'l It re-
joices my heart to h'ar yo' say so. Now
feel dat innocence will be saved an vice
laid low. De campaign has not opened Wit
but yo' kin h'ar de tread of de mighty
armies as dey gather fur battle. Grid I'D
yo'r loins. More or less girding. Git
ready Fotch out dem swords dat was red
dened at Lexington, hunt up dat musket
dat defended Bunker Hill, put on dat
cooked hat which carried dismay to our
enemies at Yorktown. [Cheers for cooked
hats Yo' kin save America il yo' will.
an in savin her yo'r names shall thunder
down do lanes an byroads of time till time
shall GIT tired of it's job an go out of biz
ness. [Cheers for time.
"Let me warn yo', >" said the orator after
rest, ''to be watchful an vigilant
From de time de sun rises on his CAMPAIGN
till it goes down on howlin victory. don,t
go to bed single night. If yo' sleep de
inemy may be upon yo'.
"Believe muffin bad about yo'r own can
Sydate-believe de wust about all otbers
"Post yo'selves on de issues at stake 90
dat yo' kin tell an inquirin man whether
dis am struggle to presarve de life of a
glorious republic or only an attempt to
bring de price of taters down to a dollar a
bar'l
"Qur candidate will be a man who has
done muffin all his life but tell de truth.
help de pore, make happiness fur de wild.
der an find stiddy work fur de orphans
All other candidates kin be sot down az
boss thieves I'D highway rohhers.