The silver messenger. (Challis, Idaho) 1890-1912, 1898-07-12

policy-To love our friends ans
birthstone our enemies. IL thine
enemy smite thee on one cheek
swipe him with haste and dex
terity, at the butt of the most
convenient ear. What we advo,
cate-One country, one flag, and
one wife at a time. Our object
To live in pomp and oriental
splendor.
Cheyenne, a new gold camp
in Washington, near the Canad :
ian line is receiving quite a boom
at the present time.
Onward, roll onward, oh,
Time in your fight, make me a
woman that's clear out of sight;
give me the bloomers, the pants
shirts, let me get out of these
horrible skirts. A whisker pro-
ducer invent if you can. Give
me a head that grows bald like a
man: grow a tobacco that won't
make me sick, and learn me to
chew like man very quick. Let
me, oh, let me, drink whiskey
and swear, bet on the chickens
and back the feet mare, stay out
of nights, hold office and vote.
take In the town and a six-shoot-
er tote; sit in the buzzard roost
II L choose, play baseball and
football and wear those spiked
shoes Onward, roll onward, oh
Time quickly fly, make me a man
or help me to die; this world as
it is fairly fills me with woe, but
were man 'twould be a heav-
en- below.-Ex.
That was a grand reception
given our soldier boys on their
arrival at Honolulu The public
buildings, the parks and the city
was decorated in their honor.
President Dole made the follow
ing address of welcome:
Just as the ancient cities gave
to men whom they delighted to
honor, the freedom of the CITY,
we have given to you, the think
ing bayonets of the United Stat
es, the freedom of Hawaii. We
are of many races but before you
are one, and a composite race.
which knows for the day no lines
of difference.
1T is privilege beyond price
to touch your hands, and hear
your voices. because to many of
us you are of the same flesh and
blood from over the sea, and you
are the apostles of our faith and
hope Are we not under the
same war cloud that rests over
the American continent today I?
Have we not invited it ? And
therefore do we not honor you,
who now hold your lives at the
service of your country, and
have. at the call of your country,
turned your plowshares into
swords, dressed yourselves in
the livery of blood, and accept
ed the thunder and the sunshine
of war
If in breathing our air and in
looking upon the beauty of oar
mountains and sea, which is our
sweet heritage, you have found
rest before breasting the wilder
ness of the water that lies be
yond you, we assure you that it
is as grateful to us as it is to you.
I'VE know that in many a
home on the Western boundary
of the great continent the bless
ings and prayers of many anx-
ious hearts follow you to the
end, in lines of light, with stead
fast courage, and that divine
patience in solitude that makes
pleasure and not a
duty. We know that there comes
the same message to you, from
these homes that the Spartan
mothers sent to their soldier
boys. Return with your shield
or upon it. and the little child
rem pray for those of you who
will never return. but lie forever
in inhospitable graves.
Under this lavish wreath of
trees aud palms and flowers,
mothers hands have tried to do
for you. in these few hours. what
they would have done for their
own. and our hite-robed girls |
have lovingly rendered service