The Lafayette gazette. [volume] (Lafayette, La.) 1893-1921, 1900-02-10
NUMBER so.
Mr.. Taylor C0de.

Mr.. Taylor Cade.
We believe we can see the ear
warks of the author in the splendid
humor of the following article which
has been clipped from the columns
of the Daily States. We have re-
ference to Jos. c. Ably, the funny
man on the States, but whether or
not it is from the facetious pen of
Mr.. Ably, it is certainly good enough
to be reprinted:
The gentleman whose name heads this
article is the nominee of the Alexandria Re-
publican convention for Governor.
What achievements in craftsmanship stand
to the credit of Mr.. Cade we do not know.
What civic victories he has won are not
corded in the history of Louisiana. He is
an unknown statesman and an untried poll
tician.
But this is military age. Men who face
death at the cannon's mouth CT on the quar-
terdeck of man-of-war, are the heroes of
the hour, and perhaps he has been nomi-
mated on the record he made in the great
naval movement in 1896 on Baton Rouge.
Dewey won a great victory in Manila Bay,
and many enthusiastic admirers, the
strength of that scrimmage, want to make
him president. and possibly the admirers of
Mr.. Cade want to make him Governor on
the strength of his celebrated naval raid on
Baton Rouge in the year mentioned7 No
doubt they assume that if Mr.. Taylor Cade
is neither a statesman politician, he is
at least great naval commander.
We all remember his great naval expedi-
ton in 1896. Mr.. Cade armed staunch
war vessel, freIghted it with arms and am
nunition, and took on his decks an army
bloodthirsty desperadoes and sailed up to
the State capital to clean out the Democrats.
hang Murphy J. Foster, install Capt. Pharr
in the gubernatorial chair and otherwise
purify the political atmosphere Of Louisiana.
Mr.. Cade set sail from New Orleans in
famed with heroic valor. He bestrode the
deck of the steamer like a Colossus. His
proud bosom heaved with heroic anticipa-
ton of the deeds he was about to perform
His banner fluttered from the jackstaff, and
as his burning eye gazed upon the proud
emblem, under whose gorgeous folds he
was marching to victory to death, he
stuck one of his paws in his manly bosom,
and, raising the other fist aloft, exclaiming:
s'Flag of the free hearts only home.
love thee, by Gosh.''
At every landing this Naval God of
Thunder sent kilograms to contempo-
rary, The Item, telling of the fateful things
that were to take place at Baton Rouge and
| of the blood that was to flow and stain his
| valient decks and dye the streets of Baton
Rouge crimson. And, fnally-Great
| Heavens! it makes fellow tremble to think
of the scene. Up proudly sailed the war
vessel to the Baton Rouge landing. The
| flag of the Union flew from the battlements
| of the State House. The boat landed, anc
men, women and children shuddered
clapped their hsnds to their ears an.
crowded behind the parlor chairs to NEE
the expected broadside. But, 10! 10 swfu
thunder of mighty guns broke upon the still
morning air: nc:--Tsp sparrow in the trees
di,tttterTd; not canary ceased its melodious
song; not a tramp dog yelPed; not a
barkeep's hand shook as he poured out the
| ssrosy'' to the Democrats who were waiting
for hell to break loose, with Taylor Cade
riding the billowy surge. The gallant
warship cast off her lines, tied up at the
wharf; and, 10! darky with a white apron
came ashore, walked up to the nearest
| dramshop, purchased and sent down to the
war vessel fresh supply of booze; its lines
were cast off, the pilot jumped aboard and
| the valiant naval hero, remarking, 'sDamn
| 'em, we'll fix 'em next time,'' waved his
| hand, ordered the boat to back out, stately
and majestically she sailed down the river
| back to New Orleans. And while this
fearful episode taking place, to the
terror of the old ladies, Murphy J. Foster,
audaciously and in defiance of Taylor Cade
and his warship, walked up on the platform,
delivered an Grafton took the oath of Office
and became Governor of louisiana for the
second time, and, fellow citizens, there you
| are.
We have all in youth read of
| s'Jack and Jill, who climbed hill, to
! get drink of water,
| Jack fell down and broke his crown,
and Jill came tumblng AFTER
| Well, this the record of the great
naval movement of Mr.. Taylor Cade, cam
didate the Republican ticket for Gov
ernor. Indeed. there is nothing in naval
history in the desperate encounters of
heroic freemen to compare to these great
and bloody adventures, Jack and Jill on
tn. hill and Mr.. Taylor Cade, at Baton
Rouge.
Hot coffee. Moss PHa>macy.
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