Worcester Democrat and the ledger-enterprise. (Pocomoke City, Md.) 1921-1953, 1934-10-19

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tines toward the animal. The owner
complained bitterly because the man
pointed the sharp end of the pitch
fork toward the dog. The man re-
joined, "Well, your dog pointed his
sharp end toward me-" Laughter.)
This man claims to be Democrat.
Here are his words: 1.-THE owner of
the Eastern Shore Times is Demo-
crat. He has been a Democrat all
his life. He hopes to be Demo-
crat to his dying day."
He is about as much a Democrat
as Pat was poet. Pat was carry
ing bod of bricks up the ladder on
a new building and he saw the town
millionaire riding by in his swell car
driven by his chauffeur in livery.
He spoke out at once
1.-THE rich can ride in chaises,
But the poor can walk, Bejazes."
He threw down his load, breaking
the hod and smashing the bricks, and
slid down the ladder saying, Gan
shure it's a born poet that / am"
He went to the boss and demanded
his money, telling him he was going
to quit because he had discovered that
he was a poet. The boss cautioned
him to go slow about giving up good
job, and asked Pat how he knew he
was a poet. "Shure an was goin
up the ladder feminist the bulidn just
now when Mr.. Billings the banker
went by in his car an I said, said
"The rich can ride in chaises,
But the poor, but the poor, be-
jazes they kin walk" daughter
and applause.)
What kind of Democrat is this edi-
tor? He didn't support in the pri-
mary any candidate for reelection
now he is trying to dump all the NOM
inees. He claims to be running
Democratic paper, but you can't find
the Democratic ticket on any page;
but he prints the Republican ticket
right along. Is he fooling you? In
not one issue of his paper since the
primary has he had one good word to
say for any Of our candidates; but
he uses up his space bewailing the
fact that not one single person has
applauded or spoken in support Of
his charges. That rs peculiar. I can
tell him why-his readers do not be-
lieve word he prints; they know he
is indebted to his imagination for his
facts; that as fast as one of his bub-
bles is pricked he blows another.
They regard him as clever hot-air
artist who has got his balloon up in
the sky and can only keep it afloat
by pumping fresh gas in each week.
(Laughter.)
He blows a blast on one topic in
one issue, and a different subject in
the next. 1t reminds me Of the little
steamboat on a river out West. 1t
had a S foot boiler and an 8 foot
whistle, and every time it whistled
it stopped. (Laughter.)
This man claims to have a monopoly
on morality in this county. Despite
all his brag, you know and I know
that there never was but one man
who could justly claim for himself,
for piety, purity, virtue,
holiness and he lived 1900 years ago.
Gentlemen, let us not mince mat
tiers. To read the enen1y's claims
one would imagine all the good peo-
pie were on his side and all the bad
people on ours. I can hardly believe
that, when I look over this magni-
ficent audience and see gathered here
the intelligence and enterprise and
ability of Worcester county.
Did you read the pathetic plea that
this editor made in recent issue Of
his paper, begging the Democrats to
desert their party and go over to the
Republicans as he had? We know
what traitors are. From Benedict
Arnold down to 1884 they have been
able to accomplish only momentary
furry in the natural course of events,
and have gone down to oblivion "un-
wept, unhonored and unsung." They
have lived out cherries days and
sleepless nights in an uncongenial for
eign land, abandoned by God, scorn-
ed by their countrymen, despised by
the profiteers of their treachery, Sc
cure only in the everlasting and
scorching condemnation and odium of
mankind. But the poor deluded VIC
Tins of their attempted betrayal face
lifelong regret.
This editor excused his failure to