Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1904-04-08

| The blackboard stopped on the Her
| aid corner, AND here and along Main
street the line of vehicles which had fol-
lowed it from the station took positions
to await the parade. The square was
almost solid mass OF bunting, and
the north entrance Of the courthouse
had been decorated with streamers and
| flags so as to make sort OF stand.
| Hither the crowd was already stream
ing and lither the procession made its
way. A., intervals the gun doomed
from the station, and Schofields' Henry
was winrow ing the air with his bell.
Nobody had better time that day than
Schofields Henry. except old Wilker-
sou, who was with the procession.
In advance came the boys. whooping
and somersauIting. and behind them
rode band of mounted men, sitting
their horsa like cavalrymen. led by the
sheriff and Ills deputy and Jim Bard
lock- Then followed the Harkless club
of Amo, led by Boswell, with the mag
unanimous Holloway himself marching
in the ranks. and ut sight of this the
people shouted like madmen. But when
Helens eye fell upon Halloway's fat,
rather unhappy face she felt pang of
pity and unreasoning remorse, which
warned her that he who looks upon
politics when it Is red must steel his
eyes to SCI, many man with the heart
burn After the men OF Amo came the
Harkless club of Gainesville, Mr..
Bence in the van with the step OF
grenadier. There followed next Mr..
Ephraim Watts, bearing Il light wand
in his hard and leading detachment
of workers from the oil field in their
stained blue overalls and blouses, and
after them came Mr.. Martin and Mr..
Lands at the head Of an organization
recognized in the order Of procession"
printed in the Herald as "the business
men of Plattville." The band played in
such magnificent time that every high
stepping foot in all the line came down
with the same jubilant PUNK and lift
ed again with unanimfty as complete
as that Of the last vote the convention
had taken that day. The leaders Of the
procession set a brisk pace, and who
could have set any other kind of pace
when on parade to the strains of such
band playing such tune as "a New
Coon In Town" with all its might and
main?
But as the line swung into the square
there came 4 moment when the tune
was ended and the musicians paused
for breath and there fell comparative
quiet Among the ranks of the "busi-
ness men. ambled Mr.. Wilkerson, sing
ing at the top of his voice, and now he
could be heard distinctly enough for
those near him to distinguish the mel
ody with which 1t was his intention to
favor the public:
GLORY, glory, halleluiah!
AS we go marching on
The words. the air, that husky voice,
recalled to the men of Carlow another
day and ARCHER procession not like this
one And the song Wilkerson was
singing is the one song every northern
born American knows and can sing |
The leade. Of the band caught the
sound, sigllaled to his men, twenty in-
struments rose as one to twenty
mouths, the snare drum ratified, the big
drum crashed, the leader threw his
baton high over his head, and music
burst from twenty brazen throats:
GLORY. glory, halleluiah!"
InstantaIleously the whole procession
began to sing the refrain, and the peo-
pile in the street and those in the
wagons and carriages and those lean
ing from the windows, Joined with one
accord. The ringing bells caught the I
time of the song, and the upper air
reverberated In the rhythm.
The Hsrkless club Of Carlow
wheeled into Main street, 200 strong, /
with their banners and transparencies.
Lige Willetts rode at their head, and
behind him strobe William Todd and
Parker and Ross Schofield and Newt
Tibbs and Hartley Bowlder. and even
Bod Tipworthy held place in the
ranks through his connection with the
Herald. They were all singing, and
behind them Helen saw the flag COW
cred barou,.he and her father, and be-
side him sat John Harkless, with his
head barred She glanced at Briscoe.
He was standing on the seat in front
Of her and Minnie and both were sing
ing Meredith had climbed upon the
back seat and was nervously fumbling /,
ut u cigarette. Sing, Tomw the cir!
cried to him excitedly.
II should be ashamed not to-" he
and dropped the cigarette
md began to sing John Browns
Body" with I'LL his strength. With that
she seized his hand, sprang UP beside
him, and over the swelling chorus her
'ull soprano rose, lifted with all the
bower in her.
The barouche rolled into the square,
md as it pissed Harkless turned and
'ent a sudden gaze upon the group in
he blackboard. but the western sun
vas In his eyes and he only caught Il
glimpse of 4 vague, bright shape and
dazzle of gold, and he was borne
long and cut of view down the singing
treet.
"Glory. glory. halleluiah!
GLORY, glory, hallsluiah!
GLORY, glory halleluiah!
AS we go marching on
The barouche stopped In front Of the
ourthouse and HAIRLESS passed up
lne they made for him to the steps
When he Turned to them to sneak they