The Stark County Democrat. [volume] (Canton, Ohio) 1833-1912, 1896-09-24
FOGG'S LETTER.
Foees' FERRY, o., Sept. "a, 1895

lice force, was In the city at the time
OF LII Hung Chang's visit. All who
read the papers know what a reception
we were given.
arrived In the city at night. Stop
ped at the Waldorf for lodging and
breakfast, which, with two toothpicks,
a finger-bowl service and several
walters cost me $3.50. Dinner would
have made II Sc. As I had only IS
with me, l saw Ii at once and came
home on the next train. Lost a day
and half from plowing
After being introduced to the earl,
viceroy and lord .high-everything-e
Of China, said:
"Li, came here to offer you the hos
pitality Of my country home in Ohio,
where I spend at least twelve months
every year. No doubt you are having
a nice time in New York seeing the
sights and dining at the Waldorf. But
Ii, you are not seeing the country in
the way you should for the information
you need for bettering the condition
of your people. You should come out
amongst us common people and see
how we live.
Now. tell me, Ii, what good will 1t
do China for you to tell lot of pigtail
mandarins that mclean man Grover
Cleveland is fattee and has helle
biggee appetite for things mashed in
both plate and bottle, that ex-Secretary
Whitney, worth thirty millions, has q
beautiful palace, with a white stair
case. opposite that of Mr.. Vanderbilt,
who is worth a hundred millions, that
you rode up Broadway and Fifth ave-
nue., and that you visited Grants
tomb?
you should get out amongst the
people. Bowing, reading addresses
and being looked at will not show
you what China needs. can take you
to a school house-pardon me for be-
ing so plain-where you would find
that some Of the pupils at fifteen have
more real knowledge than you, deep
dyed with superstitions of the Middle
Ages. You would see a boy write ten
words while you wrote one, and recite
knowledge Of nature, science, history
and international affairs that you new
er dreamed Of.
"Out on the farm | know the news
OF the world sooner than you do at
Pekin and twenty years before some Of
your subjects. While you are framing
a bill for lowering the tariff on canned
rats or else going through antics hand
ed down to you from your equals a
thousand years ago, am reading the
news OF Europe, gulping the latest
novel, studying yesterdays games,
reading Talmage's sermon and what
the prize fighters say they are going to
do.
"If you come out in Ohio, we will
ride on bikes, and what is it we won't
do? Yes, and we will be allowed in
the presence of other mems wives.
Women anywhere will actually dare to
speak to.us and shake our hands. Just
think of that, Ii. We will see full
grown women who are not wives and
yet are respected. We will go to church
and hear women sing in the choir.
Won't that be awful? And, as sure as
I'm telling you, Ii. out in our state
I've actually seen women on the plat
form, in the Office and in the studio.
Do you think you could stand such
things?
"And out in Ohio we will speak to
you freely about free silver and the
gold standard. When you meet an
Ohio man you can never say, like you
did to Grover, 1T affords me great
pleasure to have the honor to be pre-
sented to you until he will say,
'How's your county on the money
question: And before you can get in
another word he will proceed to en-
tighten you and continue until you
either faint, fall asleep or fall dead.
Just the other day was In the
presence of a dying man. A minister
was praying that the dying be blessed
with a free and unlimited blessing, in
dependent Of England or anybody else.
The dying man, who was gold bug,
called the minister to halt. Doctor,
he said In low voice, your prayer
will not be heard. 1t would be my
doom: want an untarnished heavenly
blessing. 1 want no deprecated goods
that will not get me into as many
grand concerts Of one precinct of
heaven as in another. If GabriePs
trumpet Is silver horn nothing can
ever draw me into the pearly gates to
walk the-golden streets-the golden
streets-there's heaven for you-ah!
those golden streets - those golden
streets-those golden streets. With
smile on his lips he kept repeating,
those golden streets, those golden
streets until his voire faded away with
his last breath. That word golden
charmed him. He forgot the terrors
of a silver trumpet and died happy.
His relatives buried him in gold
mounted casket, where the golden-rod
grows"
Slapping my hand on Lis shoulder
to wake him from the charm of my
voice. under which he had gone to
sleep, continued. al. how about It.?
Will you come out beyond the Allie
ghanies to visit me?"
mo" replied Ii. II haven't the
timee But Holy CONTIGUOUS! how
would like to gettee attee some of your
rats"
DAN FOGG.