The Worcester spy. [volume] (Worcester, Mass.) 1898-1904, 1898-10-27


pose that under this democratic adj
a great war had been con
Quoted triumphantly to a swift victor
ious end; that the revenues gushed
forth abundantly; that the treasury
was full; that the national credit was
at the very highest mark that under
the operation of improved revenue laws
this abundant supply of revenue and
this excellence of the national credit
were assured for years to come; and
that the reviving industries of the
country were responding to better
times.
Suppose all this, and what, then,
would be the utterance of the demo-
cratic orator on the stump; what, then,
would be the appeal of the democratic
editorial in the newspaper what, then,
would be the kindly tone Of the dainty
independent pleading for recognition
of this new fruition and development of
the democratic party as conclusive eY-
idence that it had outgrown it's old
limitations and at last deserved the
support and confidence of the people?
Let us be as just to ourselves and to
our own administration as, If the la
bles were turned we should be asked
to be to any other administration that
had accomplished such a result. No
wonder that the intelligence, the hope,
monwealth are with the republican
party. No wonder that the young men
of Massachusetts, enthusiastic for their
countrys welfare and honor, are re-
turning to the republican fellowship.
There is no other place left for the soles
of their feet. A wanderer, returning
to the New England home Of his birth.
said to an old schoolmate, There used
to be two Windmills on that hill. I see
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1--WE found there wasn't wind enough
for two, and so we took that one
away"
A few years ago, if I remember
Alright there were two democratic par
ties in the commonwealth OF Massa-
chusetts; evidently there isn't wind
enough left for two, and one of them
has gone. There are so many good fel-
lows in the other-for the democratic
party in Massachusetts is not without
it's good elements, which we all re-
spect-that I trust before election day
they, too will also come in and swell
the electoral vote of every republican
candidate for congress, and of my
friend, the most worthy compe-
tent and deseryedly honored present
governor of the commonwealth of Mas
sachusetts.
And why not? Where will you go?
What impression will you mean to con-
Vey, if YOU do not vote this fail the
republican ticket in Massachusetts?
Will you mean to imply that the adj
ministration of the commonwealth de-
serves your censure? If so, In what re-
spect? VIII you mean to imply that
the administration OF President Mchin-
ley-an administration of which 1t may
be said, as the ancients said of Athens;
"It so waged its wars that it seemed to
seek only the glory of war; but 1t so
nursed the arts of peace that it was
more glorious in peace than in wal"
an administration in the interest Of ma
tional reunion; Of sound money; of
full treasury; Of triumphant success in
war and peace-tfat such an admins
tration is to be condemned?
A vote is not in this election the ex-
preston of mere personal preference.
Nor is it the handcuff of a party shac
kle. 1t is the expression of an intel
ligent weighing of principle. 1t is the
approval or condemnation of existing
government. And, looked at in that
light, there is but one way in its cam
paign in which it should be cast, and
that is for the candidates of the repub-
lican party.
l thought of that party and its glor-
ious record as l stood a few days ago
on the portico of the executive mansion.
recalled that in my youth there met
President Lincoln as he came out of
the White House door. We We're alone.
Had then lost, as l have since lost,
the awe which a young man feels on
meeting a great one, | should have
presumed to speak to himl and, per-
haps, one of the saddest faces on which
/ ever looked might have been touched,
in the passing greeting, with that kind
ly smile and lighting of the eyes which
sometimes transformed it into beauty.
The burden of the great war was then
upon his gaunt frame. He had eman-
cipated the slave, but the war was not
over. The freedom of a race, the issue
of equal rights for all men, high or low,
black Ner white, was still trembling in
the balance.
A few days ago / stood with Presid-
ent Mckinley on the same portico. We
were not alone. Every foot of space,
the ratings, the grounds, We're filled
with a crowd of eager, interested peo-
pie, men and women and children
waiting the march of the 10th regular
cavalry, colored troops who soon came
passing in review They were dis
mounted and marching in column. They
were the heroes of the recent war
They had saved the brave Roosevelt
and his Rough Riders. They had
stormed and swept the hill of San
Juan. They had ranked themselves
with the bravest of the brave Their
uniforms showed service. but ii was
the uniform of the United States sol
der. They swept by with easy, swing
ing step With heads erect and flash
ing eyes and kindling faces, bearing in
their dusky hands the torn colors of
their regiment, they passed in review,
and the president of the United States
barred his head in token of respect.
There and then / saw the consumma-
ton of Lincoln's work.
Mayhap he, too, looked down from
the portico OF mansion eternal in the
heavens. The issue which trenbled i'm
his great hand is settled; the slave is
free; there are equal rights for all; the
servile distinction of color is gone, and
the black man is the American soldier
and the American citizen. There is
no avenue of business life in which he
does not walk; no profession of which
he is not member; no school Of learn