Daily Kennebec journal., 1901-11-20
GRAND RECEPTION
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| Many Augusta. Hallowell, Gardiner ana
| Waterville people were present
| Among the features of the evening VA
! the poem by Major Holman Day. as tol-
| lows:
Mr. Todstmaster officers ana Gentlemen.
| As AnaCrcou sang the proWcSS ~ his
| Alexander as Boswell following hi; John
son and as lyricists from time mmcmo-
| rial have haskcd in the light u! hero.
deeds and twdnged their harps in tun
| with the lofty strain from tn" brazct
| throat of Victory. SO have l. humbl" tarO.
| staff AS our old friend Weylcr used L.
| say. walking Spanish up and down th"
| frowning rJmparts of the Morro. -
/ long as me arms can WELD me TYPEWRITER.
| So long shall Fame and Victory attend nj
| banners. And 50 long aS the lNrr Of ~
| staff has a string left. just So long viii
| We keep up III" string. 1t is hard nu
| the typewriter and the Tyre and also .
| the liar who twdnSs the tyre. But Fam
we must have.
| do not understand just how it is but
| somehow the sentiment assigned I" M.
| tonight, sends the echo OF a song through.
| my brain And that song is the touching
and familiar ballad entitled The Bird NJ
q Gildrd Gage. It shouldn't !" unGr;
| stood from this that the staff in al.
| suggests hirdS-tNCcpt perhaps small
| hot bird. No. despite oar feathers. any
| one who calls d member of this stan y
| bird will do 50 1T his own risk OF cuurs
4
| and refer to MS as falcons or eagles. tin :
| Will be- all right. hIt shall ccrtainl,
! bar ENtalbur before the eyes at .,H
| base wight who classes uS in with Am
| species that ronsts within NIFTY feet ~
| the ground or has less than 4 siN-tyUt
| spread from tip {" tip. Yet wer" | a we
| nary bird Just tor tonight | would sin
| for Eou tn" touching ballad which | am
| otherwise compelled to rvrItv to the glor
o. the gildtd stan If you wish 10 try IT
over on the plan" after YOU get hom".
remember that il goes Very smoothly Y
| the tune Of The Bird in thc Glide
| Case" ! have entitled this surpassn
| lyric
| THE LAY OF THE GILDED STAFF.
The war-clouds had lowered on somersct
shire.
And tie case was desperate one:
Tho county. You bet. was right up on it
From the time that the trouble begun.
| Twas q scheme to grab Fairfield. regard
By Watervili@- Observation-Disclosures:
| The dividers We're ont with their wcds
ana their saw
And were led hy TecImsrh Bill Hainos
| Slowhegan came down like cloud frni
the north.
And lined M III battle array.
| "Nnu blamed WaterViliainS can cBt uuit .
| swath.
Put You can't Trim our whskers. yclic i
they.
men Inc Slt'lS sal ifN ~ ibN tilt- count ri
| line h.-1g,
| Ana yeakity- -yrakity-ye
| They gave 1" their Saw-tctth n tIur razs
edge.
And shaTnonci tho wedgc II thr heak.
! Th-r. was raring ana chasing IN pix"
and on lea
! As the time of the conflict drew nigh.
| I!Ir neither contestant the other could s,r
| Ou account of the blood in his eye.
| The Governor called ON the nearby Mi
lish
skowhesan and Waterviile. too:
| ut the soldiers Were frying their "wl
local fish.
They werc out with the rest ri th"
crew
! Then the Governor called "u the legion-
that should
Be waiting his august commands
liur The iesions they blrntly refused t"
saw wood
Ana held off their battle-scarrcd hands
| SAID they: Ne enlisted u lick Grdmm
Or anv Ola outsider fu,
| But we won't take a crack at our broth
erS i'm Maine.
So you'll have to eXcI.~, us. YOU know
The Governor griev"d tor Il moment bu,
then
He lifted his head. with laugh.
/ Said he: II am sure Of u few loyal men.
What no. there MY sided staff.
| There We're only some men in their siidca
Who answered the rolI-call that day.
| They marched to the field amidst mock
ings and boots.
| Bat they cared not for jeerings-no,
they.
They had known well that sometime-nu
matter Just whcn-
) They'd be Wanted-and badly, to boot,
So they marched to the field without ar
I NOR or shield.
Each man in his Gilded suit.
At sunrise the battle was on. bold ANA
! big
| To the front went the standard of
| Ana the slogan that day was TO hell
/ with Showing
! And imperial growth for the Plains.
But tnc men of Skowhcgan had never e.
They straightway in valor arose
! And each was soon chewing finger or
! or snatching a lunch from nose
! Now here ana now yundcr they scattered
| like chan.
J AS til" fortunes of conflict were sped
Ny gracious. it's awful the men Of the
staff,
1 Looking on at the combatants. said.
, II the battle keeps raging it's bound to
| be known
| And twill make Il most damaging tale
For they'll string il right out for col
umn. no doubt
IT II heard by the WatcrVillc Mail.
Th" Governor sent us-expccts us to act.
| Ana on no one but us can depend"
Then they said in one breath: I'VE do
not fear death
| And this terrible conflict must end.
| Now Il hit at one side on an eminencc
| stood
\ kcg that was horscd-up for use
Twas beer. and, believe me. twas am
1 Der and good,
flt potion for heroes that juice
And man Of the staff was inspired lust
then,
! Knowing well what a beer supply
meant
SO he grabbed it and yelled to those bat
Ting men.
| 1nen of like chamois he went
AND shout from that multitude sudden
ly burst
- terrified scream, fierce and clear.
FROM throatS that were parchng an
| aching with thirst.