The Republican journal. [volume] (Belfast, Me.) 1829-current, 1900-01-04
The Democrats Of Elaine.

From the ROckland Opinion.
In convention they assemble.
Although in numbers few.
There's Dan Mac and DR.. Garcelon.
And L. NJ. Staples, too;
There's Otis, Bea 9 and Murphy:
From Bath, there's Johnny Scott:
And lot of other Democrats,
With language burning hot.
They meet to save the nation,
To talk, fight and declalm;
But they never win victory
The Democrats of Maine.
They make their platform amply broad.
They make it good and strong;
OF Jefferson and Jackson
They sing the good old song.
They resolve to save the farmer
And to labor lend hand,
And scatter welfare broadcast
Over all our native land.
They meet in State convention,
Prosperity to proclaim,
And to have hot old time
The Democrats of Maine.
Mark Hanna they expose
In language true and clear.
Our nation from the parlous rocks
OF empire they would steer.
Mckinley is in league with him.
The devil of them all,
Under his administration
Our country's sure to fall.
They meet in State convention,
To kick and cuss and claim
The rottenness of everything
The Democrats of Maine.
They show the farmer how he's taxi.
Under Manley's rotten rule;
How the railroads run the State
And the Gov nor is their tool
All honest people they request
To join them in their fight
To turn the rasca!s out and save
The State from such plight
They meet IN State convention,
Big campaigns to arrange;
But that is e'er the end of it
With the Democrats of Maine
They head their ticket with man
Whose honor's surely true,
One who trusts the people, and
Their flag who always flew,
He accepts the honor mid their cheers,
And when for him they cry,
He proudly says: "For the party
My love will never die"
They meet in State convention,
Their candidates to name;
Then go home and get lickt to death
The Democrats of Maine.
They finish their ticket up with
Names, the cleanest and the best:
For Honor and for Wisdom they
Far excel the rest.
Their platform is the finest
Their party ever made;
But they don't order flowers
To put upon their graves
They meet in State convention,
VIM. j. Brvau they sustain,
No one can ever doubt the faith
Of the Democrats Of Maine.
The prominent members of the tribe
Get up and elocute;
When Mark Hanna's mentioned
They stamp and jeer and boot.
For Bryan and Free Silver
They cheer and cheer again,
And hurrah for Jefferson and jackson.
Those Democrats of fame.
They meet liz State convention,
The Republicans to profane;
A jolly time they have of it,
The Democrats of Name
They go home and tell their cronies
How things are going to be;
How they'll sweep out all the rascals
From the State into the sea-
Success is surely with them,
Defeat they do not fear,
For all signs are pointing
10 Democratic year.
They meet in State convention,
A victory sure they claim:
But never one takes any stock
in the Democrats of Maine.
They fight their battle though they know
They're lickt right from the start,
They shout cries of Liberty,
They fight with all their heart.
They know against them capital and law
The enemy does arraign,-
You may defeat, but,cannot conquer
The Democrats of Maine.
They meet in State convention,
They'll meet and meet again:
They have the best of courage,
The Democrats of Maine.
When at last the campaigns over,
And they know that they have lost,
Their spirits droop not like the flower
When struck by early FROST
To all the jeers, they bravely say:
Americans are we;
The peoples will to us is law
In this land of the brave and the free"
They meet in State convention,
Law and order to sustain.
So let US give three rousing cheers
For the Democrats of Maine.
Eo. l.. CROCKETT, N. d.