Santa Fe daily New Mexican. [volume] (Santa Fe, N.M.) 1885-1897, 1896-11-03
THE CAMPAIGN CLUB
WHYFORE TOMPKlNS TALKS OF THE
DEFENSE OF LIBERTY.
Very Stirring Appeal to the Colored
Patriots Of America to Meet the Enemy
More Than Half Way and slump on Him
Wild Boat Feet"


More Than Half Way and "Jump on Him
Wild Boat Feet"
When the regular Saturday night meet
ing of the Campaign club had opened and
disposed Of its routine business, Brother
Gardner said that 1t gave him great pleas
ure to announce the presence Of the Hon.
Whyfore Tompkins of Virginia, who had
Travelled on foot distance Of $50 miles in
order to deliver his great campaign speech
before the club
The Hon. Tompkins was received in
cold silence when he mounted the plat
form. He was lean, lank, lopsided man,
with short leg, and there was an affection
of the right eye which gave him curious
blink.
Zone day." he began as he cleared his
throat and got his true voice, which was
deep and had touch of pathos in 1t, "a
little band Of pilgrims landed on de
s-s-shores of A-A-America. Cheers for
shores. Dey had left England in s'arch Of
liberty, an dey didn't find what dey want
ed till dey hit P-P-Plymouf R-R-Rock.
Liberty was waitin dar wild jug of but
terinilk in one hand an pan Of fried
cakes in de odder to gin EN- welcom' an
dey fell down on DER knees in thankful"
ness, an great t-t-tears rolled down DER
c-c-cheeks
"My fren's," continued the orator, after
pause to wipe the perspiration from the
back of his neck, "hevin had liberty wild
us fur many Vars we mustn't let her
dodge us an git away. We want her to
continue to lib in the family, an she
needn't worry bout billboard an lodgin's
an three or four new dresses a var. [Cries
of "You bet your neck"] When l say
I'VE, kin not incloode de hull people, fur,
alas, it has cum to pass dat a sartin por-
shun of American freemen hev made up
DER minds to assassinate de goddess who
has reigned ober us an plunge dis kentry
into de pit of d-d-desolashun an DID, de-
spair. Groans of anguish. Dey hev got
her half skeert to death, an she am sobbin
an weepin an afeared to run out nights
any mo-. Shouts of Indignation. OATS
-s-situashun-dat's what I am yere to
t-t-talk about. Kin anything be did?
[Cheers and shouts and boots. Are we
gwine to let dat goddess be killed or driv
outer de kentry, or am we gwine to grid
on our armor an f-f-fght tito de
d-d-deathp" [tWe will f-f-flghtr']
The orator had turned out to be singed
cat The disappointment of the audience
had changed to enthusiasm, and it was evil
dent that he had the crowd with him.
After helping himself to a drink Of red
lemonade he continued:
If we should save dis republic fur free
men-if we would save liberty fur our
chillen-if we would save de honor an
glory won fur us on hundred battlefelds
by de patriots who lived b-b-befo' us, we
must be up an d-d-doin. Prolonged ap-
plause. We must meet de inemy mo- dan
half way an jump on him wild boat feet.
patriots of America" exclaimed the
orator as he braced himself for final ef-
fort, "git ready fur de tollin of de bells
| which shall sound de fust alarm! Cheers
for bells and alarm. Hev yo'r weepins
at hand an grasp EN- as yo' spring from
yo'r broken slumbers to fight fur de cause
of liberty. [Cheers for slumber. Be in
couraged by de knowledge dat yo'r grand
fathers was dubbed at Lexington, knocked
down at Bunker Hill an shot frew de
heart at Brandywine. Tremendous over
flow Of patriotism, including two pals of
water. Be men! Be patriots! Be heroes!
When 20 meet de inemy, swipe him off de
face of de airth an pick his p-p-pockets and
d-d-drink his b-b-blood and gig grateful
| k-k-kentry will b-b-bless yo'r n-n-names
| f-f-foreber mop
A rush was made for the platform us the
orator closed, and he was pounded on the
back, cuffed on the ears, kicked on the
shins and borne seven times around the
| hall on the shoulders of the patriots as they
sang, "When Dat Coon Got Up Dat Tree "
M, QUAD