The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1907-09-01

did the proud American eagle, with its
golden crest c'silver' called some one
in the audience), see as it spread it's
wings and flew from the confines of
our glorious land across the mighty
ocean to guard the noble warriors?
Immense applause.) What did it see
at dawn of the first of May, eighteen
hundred and ninety-eight? What did
il see, I say? (Cries of What did it?'
Go it, ST" Get an answer.'O
1T saw, fellow citizens, mighty ships
of war blowing the deep, regardless OF
mines and tOrpedoes, prospecting Ma
Mia bay without fear, ready to jump
any ones claim, even the naughty
Spaniard's."
At this point a long screech of an
engine whistle from the train coming
down from Tuflex Junction with the
military band interrupted the speaker
and emphasized an eloquent period.
1T saw standing on the prov of the
Olympia who? (Cries of Dan Tog-
ler." No. not our friend and honOred
citizen in whom we have so much
pride: not he, but another man in
whom we have an almost equal pride
Admiral George Dewey"
There were cries of Good Old
George" and deafening cheers and
stamping of feet. COttrell stopped.
wiped the perspiratiOn off his fore
head, and took drink from pocket
flask.
But there amid the lannon's roar
and the shrieking of shells and the ex-
plosiOn of mines, the cries of dying
Spaniards the cracking of flaming
Spanish vessels, who was there with
George Dewey? Who was the man
behind the gun? Where would Dewey
have been without his sailors? Who
was the man who brought the snip
there? Who was the sailor who made
it possible for Dewey himself and his
ships to be there?"
''HuroOr'
This single, enthusiastic cheer shat
tered the eager and rapt silence in
which the audience was awaiting the
| peroration.
Everyone turned to the rear to see
who it was who had disturbed Cot
trell's eloquent period Standing in the
aisle at the head of the stairs was an
unclean, good-natured looking individ-
ual who had apparently just arrived,
as he was accompanied by members
of the military band. The stranger
| looked worried at the undue amount Of
attention which ne had attracted and
edged toward the door.
Pete" watkins, who was on the
platform, gave one look and then
yelled: Thirsty Dan, by all that's
nOlyi Wen, L am lOcGeQt
A roar of angry establishment broke
from the crowd, and in a flash Mr..
Daniel Webster TOgler was wildly
struggling to escape from his excited
| former fellow townsmen.
81 move we adjourn" shouted Mr.
JOlter Greensboro, with great presence
| of mind.
The audience, sweeping TOgler along
with it, poured down stairs in a mass,
asking confused questions and utter
ing oaths of great force.
The visiting party from San Jago
gathered across the street and watched
the proceedings with huge enjoyment.
Thirsty Dan" was being buffeted to
and fro, as question after question was
| flung at him, and an explanation de-
manded for his presence eleven thou
SAND miles from where he ought to be
at that moment.
Finally he made himself heard above
I the uprOaT. Il can't answer all your
questions at once. Give a Teller
/ chance, won't you? I'll tell YOU why
| I'm here if you'll stop pounding me.
/ I'll tell you where I've been"
What did you write me such a
id lie for?" shouted Pete Watkins
"'Twarn't no lie when I writ YER
| said Dan sullenly. How did I know
you felleTs wus gOin' to make such a
fuss over me. anyway? Eff I'd known
it, I'd not hev come back. Say, if you
! fellers want to know where I've been,
you've got TO, buy me a drink. I'm
most dead"
They took him over to Glotherman's,
and there, after a satisfied smile OF
recognition Of the place and its con-
tents. Daniel Webster Togler, Esq,
told his story.
when 1 writ yer, Pete" he said.
I'D enlisted. That's right. On the
| Concord. toO-a good little boat-as
boats go. But thar's too much work
on them boats for me. Wall he'd
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