The herald., 1896-07-26
n'KlNLEY.s WARNING
(After Campbell.)
WIZARD.

/ W1LAfO.
Mckinley. Mckinley beware Of the day
Mhen the legions of silver, In battle array. |
snail exultingly shout Ger the field of thy |
Whence the clans, of Protection are scat
All in vain do they rally and vainly they
In ;sSs:s. SsS:s which is hsartis'' and hopeless
For voice shail speak out from the homes
Ana thy Waterloo waits In thy country's
But hsrk! through the fast falling shades
What steed comes to Canton with hurrying
It's tS,ns aMs', o Mckinley Whose bride shall
Like 4 lOve.lishted watchfre all night at
A steed comes at morning, no rider is there:
But rs bride is red with tho sisn Of de-
Then weep. Columbial Protection is
Oh weep! but all vainly thy tears shall be
For the sword and the torch DER our coun-
try shall wave.
tefI thee Protection viii SH5ass Son5urs f chem en-
IT'S the cry, we shall raise from the sea
TIL the he &c cohorts of silver are scattered and
WIZARD
| All, but stop. proud usurper! wouldst
M ride on the wave
should save? e' "Ae'' '"''
Lo, the strSo,ng IS,g hand of want presses heavy
And the signs of the times are forebodings
Proud home of my kindred. my country.
For thee viii we stand or with thee will we
TIL the eagle of freedom shall turn from
And shall soar in the gloom and the dark.
And till the bright stars that are floating
oerhead
Shall be lost In oblivion, rayless and dead;
Our souls shall be true to our forefathers'
trust,
And shall cling to our cause. which is right
Q crested Mckinley, Napoleon's shade.
Whose fortunes are built on the ruins of
Return to thy Canton. oh, haste to return.
Ere the fires that are round thee shall
For BESIDE" Beside the aau dark Isn fate which see as
thy need
An island of exile were heaven indeed.
MKINLEY.
False wizard, a;as, I tell thee I've marshaled
Their votes are a million. their bosoms
|
They are true to my cause for defeat would
Them Of gold they have wrung from the
Then welcome the conflict; yearn for the
I've mounted my charger. I'm off and away:
And woe to the foeman who crosses my ;
path,
For, better annointed with vials of wrath
From, heavens artillery, destructive and ;
dire,
Than to fall meath the ban of Republican
Then welcome to silver in battle array
WIZARD ;
McKinleyi beware of the day:
For gloomy the shadows that press on I
Enshrouding thy destiny, darker than
'Tis the sunset of life. tits the gloom OF !.
That is casting its shadow cen now at ;
I tell thee Protectors dread spectre shall
Where the feast is prepared in this fam =
And while wrung with remorse 1t shall
For the honr.s 1t has wrecked by dishonor
And ths people shall start with alarm and
'Tis finished. Their voices are hushed on I
Whence plenty has fled and where famine
But where is the boasted protectionist? :
Where?
Now the conflict Is ended IN gloom anu
despair, .
Yet he mounts not the steps to the man
sion of white,
For his star has gone down in the dark .
ness of night
All lowly and lonely he rests from the
strife /
Who has suffered defeat in the battle of
life. "
His requiem is sung on Coiumpias snore;
And the land that has known him shall
know him no more.
1t is thys that ambition is robbed OF It's !
When the march Of Self is enshrined In
q fated Mckinley! thy doom can see,
For thy Waterloo waits In thy countrys
decree.
When the smoke of the connlct snail dark
en- the skies