The Laurens advertiser. (Laurens, S.C.) 1885-1973, 1904-09-28

my DC X now, until they are given
a station at which they may leave the
cars Without the peril of being ground
tOf lnder the wheels.
-0-sos--
tors and the Vanquished.
Hark . I'm the polls a doletul sound,
Mine ear attend the cry;
We've been defeated at the pole,
We do not know the reason why.
The battle of ballots has beon fought,
Friends and fees met face TO face,
Every candidate thought he ought
To come out ahead in the race.
MCGOWAN had no running mate,
He had what's called q walk oyer;
He went in at q moderate gate,
He's grazing o in high clover.
For Clerk OF Court were Bolt aud Gray,
And, also John A. Franks,
John F. Bolt he won the day,
His name In Nancy Hanks.
Miller, Irby aud r. d. Boyd
Reached the Legislature plum;
They're the oDes to make our laws
Waiting for the day to come.
Our good friend John III. Copeland,
Ran all alone for county treasurer:
Ran into office slick as soap and
Still stands six feet eight, In measure.
And in the second battle of ballots,
Brave men fell thick and fast;
We stood to our while the battle ragged,
We fell at the last bugle blast.
The political ship went out to sea,
Manned by a gallant crew;
Sailed through the land of the brave
and free,
The baud playing Dixie and Yankee
Doodle Doc.
The ace il between Messrs Nash
and Brooks
Was run'with many hooks and crooks;
Schools were discussed so were school
books,
Each OF the candidates put on his
good looks.
But Brooks was defeated by Mr.. Nash
Nash's whip had the longest lash,
He carried the biggest spoon, got all
the hash,
For the next two years will distribute
the cash.
Our County Auditor @. A. Power,
Made the race and made it easy;
He made sixty miles and hour,
62The track was slick and greasy.
Drummond and Humbert, tbs present
Incumbent,
Both went into the fight to win;
Late in the day Drummond gave way,
AS Humbert came marching in.
Now to the victors belong the spoils,
The flag Is floating high;
And while the political kettle boils,
They're waiting patiently for the pie.
Peden and Duckett kicked oyer the
bucket,
But when the smoke had cleared
~
Peden went down with q mortal wound,
And Capt. Duckett gained the day.
Hairston and Watts were on their cots,
When the gallant crew went down;
Hairston fell with a rebel yell,
And Watts still wears the crown.
Bailey WAS saved from a watery grave,
So was Joe Eugene B;
Babb and Deck went down in the wreck,
In the raging political sea.
True, gallant sons, they fell at their
post,
While the ballots fell thick and fAs,;
Onward came charging the mighty
host,
And victory was won at last.
SO, why do we mourn defeated friends,
Or shake at our defeat?
IT'S but the news the voters send
That caused us to be beat.
Why should we start and fear to dieP
Only defeated candidates we are,
Victory was the gate of endless Joy,
Aud yet we failed to enter there.
Then, weep not defeated ones,
Do not shed a single tear;
Return to your loved ones at home;
The ones to you most dear.
While you're sitting by the fire side,
Tears may spring up In your eye;
Take it easy my dear comrades,
You'll feel better bye and bye.
We ran with patience the race
30 easily set before US;
We've been defeated, It's no disgrace,
Sing th!s sonS without the chorus.
B.
HOW TOBE PLUMP.
|. Most people constantly suffer from
loss OF appetite, especially for break
fast, an unpleasant taste In the mouth,
low spirits; irritability with O. heavy,
dull headache, biliousness, sick
hePdache, blotches on the skin, lack of
energy and q feeling of WEAKNESS, all