The Ohio Democrat. (Logan, O. [Ohio]) 1886-1906, 1899-12-14
Editor Morgan
or Arkansas Writes an Open Letter to
The Philippines, Inviting Them to
Our Country.

do not know what good thing you
are missing by not wanting to be-
come citizens of this grand country
Of ours. There isn't anything like
II under the sun. You ought to
send delegation over here to see
us--this land of the free land of
churches and 100000 licensed
saloons; Bibles, forts and guns;
and paupers; theolo-
gians and thieves: libertines and
liars; Christians and chain gangs;
politicians and poverty schools and
scalawags; trusts and tramps;
money and misery; homes and
hunger; virtue and vice.
"a land where you can get
good Bible for fifteen cents and a
bad drink of whisky for five cents;
where we have men in congress
with three wives, and lot in the
penitentiarjes for having two
wives; where some men make
sausage out of their wives and some
want to eat them raw; where we
make bologna sausage out OF dogs,
canned beef out Of horses and sick
cows, and corpses out of people who
eat IL; where we put man in jail
for not having the means Of sup
port and on the rock pile for asking
for job of work; where we have
congress Of four hundred men to
make laws and supreme court Of
nine men to set them aside; where
good whisky makes bad men and
bad men make good whisky; where
newspapers are paid for suppress
ing the truth and made rich for
teaching lie; where preachers are
paid $4,000 year to dodge the
devil and tickle the ear of the
wealthy; where business consists
in obtaining property in any way
that won't land you in the peniten.
tiary; where trusts hold you up and
poverty holds you down; where
they vote for what they do not
want for fear they will not get
what they do want by voting for it {;
where the girl who goes wrong is
made an outcast and her male
partner fourishes as a gentleman;
where women wear false hair and
men dock their horses tails; where
the political wirepuller has display
ed the patriotic statesman; where
men vote for thing one day and
cuss' it 1854 days; where we have
prayer on the floor of our national
capitol and whisky in the cellar;
where we spend $4,000 to bury a
congressman who is rich and $40 to
put away working man who is
poor; where we sit on the safety
valve of energy and pull wide open
the throttle of conscience; where
gold is a substance-the one thing
sought for, and God is a waste
basket for our better thoughts and
good resolutions; where we pay
$4,000 for dog and fifteen cents a
dozen to poor woman for making
shirts; where we teach the 'untu-
tored Indian eternal life from the
Bible and kill them with bad Whis.
key; where we put man in iaiI
for stealing loaf of bread, and In
congress for stealing railroad !;
where the checkbook talks, sin
walks in broad daylight, justice is
asleep, crime runs amuck, corrup-
ton permeates our whole social and
political fabric, and the devil
laughs from every street corner.
"Come to us, Files; we've got the
grandest aggregation of good
things and bad things, big things
and little things, hot things and
cold things, soft things and hard
things,all sizes, varieties and colors
ever exhibited under one tent.
"We've got more guns, more
Bibles, and more whiskey than any
two shows on earth. IF you don't
come we'll fetch you. That's what
our guns are for.
"Of course, when you fellows line
US you will have to stop eating each
other, You will be our meat then.
Our people won't stand it to see a
lot of good meat wasted that way.
You can eat each others substance
that makes the fiesh-we do that.
but not the flesh. You can eat dog
bologna or canned horse meat. 1t
will be almost as healthy and Will
expand our meat trade.
"Come to our arms."-From the
Buckeye News.
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