Tuesday, March 26, 2019

IN THE ENEMY'S COUNTRY AND A LIVELY SCRAP


William Jennings Bryan.

Cortland Evening Standard, Tuesday, August 11, 1896.

THE ENEMY'S COUNTRY.
Silver-Tongued Bryan Invades the Golden East.
FROM CANTON TO PITTSBURG.
The Boy Orator Addresses Huge Crowds at Every Stop Along the Way.
Big Meetings Held In the Iron City.
   PlTTSBURG, Aug. 11.—The reception to the Democratic candidate in this city has proven a fitting capsheaf of the day's triumphs. It has excited the amazement of the people of Pittsburg, and the joy that it has afforded Mr. Bryan and the redoubtable Silver Dick has manifested itself in their beaming features since they struck the city limits.
   The exceptionally long train on the Pennsylvania Central, which it was almost impossible to traverse during the last 100 miles owing to the numerous committees and enthusiasts who had boarded and spread themselves out over the conveniences, ran into the Pittsburg depot at 6:50 p. m. It was immediately surrounded by acres upon acres of frantic people.
   When Mr. Bryan emerged from the train, in spite of the efforts of the large local committee to carry out its program, the crowd closed around him. Through the various streets traversed no available spade could be discerned. Every foot of ground along the way was occupied by enthusiasts.
   While Mr. and Mrs. Bryan were supping with a committee of ladies and gentlemen at the Central hotel, the streets resounded with the continuous clamor from thousands of throats. Many marching clubs pierced the stubborn crowds amid showers of pyrotechnics and a roar that would have rivaled Niagara's thunders.
   The evening meeting had been announced to occur at 8 o'clock in the Grand Opera House and the Penn avenue theater. Each will seat between 2,500 and 3,000. Long before the hour for opening the doors the entire street front of these structures were packed full along the entire block, and after the doors had been opened and the structures were filled, the crowd outside had suffered little perceptible diminution. There was an incipient riot, in which one man was severely beaten, and some of the officers had their brass buttons torn off.
   At the meeting Mr. Bryan was introduced by James Mills, editor of the Pittsburg Post, and spoke as follows:
   Mr. Chairman, Ladies and Gentlemen, Fellow Citizens—I thought it might be necessary in coming so far toward the East to bring a few of our people to keep up the enthusiasm, while I presented the truths set forth in the Democratic platform (loud cheering), but after I have seen a few audiences like this, I wondered whether I might not take back a few of you to set an example of enthusiasm to the people of the West. (Laughter and cheers.)
   There is no more "wild West." It is the wild East. (Tremendous cheering and laughter and cat calls.)
   A voice—You're a brick.(Cheers and renewed laughter.)
   Mr. Bryan—"When I left home, I told them that I was coming upon a campaign in what was now considered the enemy's country and which we hoped—(a voice:) "Go East, young man, go East!")—but which we hoped would be our country before the campaign closed. (Right! right!) Therefore, I have been more gratified that it was not necessary to open the campaign in the East; it has already been opened there, but I shall promise you this, that in the progress of this campaign, not a single private in the ranks will stand nearer to the enemy's guns than he in whose hands is the standard. (Cheers.) We are prepared to defend our platform. It presents, as we believe, those policies which are for the best interests of all the people, and we are not terrified because our enemies have sought to apply to us epithets and hard names when they find it impossible to oppose the positions which we have taken. (Applause.)
   "They shall not be permitted to put us in the attitude of opponents to government, but we shall show them that there is a difference between defending a government and defending the vicious legislation inaugurated by the government for private ends. (Cheers.) The worst enemy of this country is the man who seeks unjust legislation or defends unjust legislation after it has been obtained. He is the best friend of the government who, in the first place, seeks to prevent unjust legislation, and if unjust legislation has been enacted, seeks to erase it from the statute books, who loves his government so well that he would make it so good that it would deserve the love of every citizen in it. (Applause.) My friends, in this campaign there is only one great issue. If that is settled it will not give us a government perfect in all its details, but that one question must be settled first before other questions can be settled.
   "A nation that is not able to adopt its own financial policy is too impotent to legislate on any question where the people are concerned. (Cheers.) We do not say that our opponents are insincere; we do not say they are less honest than we, but we do say that when they attempt to say to the American people that we must be dependent upon the legislative act of some other government, we say it matters not how honest they may be, we dare not entrust legislation in their hands. (Loud cheers.)
   "I have said that in this contest we have a repetition of the contest of 1776 and that in this campaign, as in that, a line will be drawn between the patriot and Tory, and when I say it I do not say it to criticize the man who believes that this nation is not great enough to legislate for its own people.
   "He believes it honestly, and I recall your attention to the fact that in the struggle of our forefathers for liberty, there were those who honestly believed that we ought to continue in this land the political supremacy of Great Britain. (Loud eheers.) In this they were but mistaken; and if you go to the cemeteries you will find no monument reared by a grateful people to commemorate the names of those who thought English domination should continue. (Applause.)
   "I desire to thank you for the interest you have shown in the very beginning of this campaign. I have no fear that your interest will be allowed to die—not a bit. I believe that the toiling masses of this country—those who have achieved and who must achieve its greatness, are willing to risk their all in this republic, and rise and fall with it; and that to them we can appeal in this campaign with a confident assurance that when the vote is counted, an enormous majority of the American people will declare in favor of the American system of finances for the American people administered by Americans." (Loud and continuous cheering.)

PAGE TWO—EDITORIALS.
Old and Tiresome.
   It begins to be painfully clear that the Bryan campaign is to be conducted on about the same plan as the Cleveland campaign of four years ago. Then the voters were assured by Democratic orators that it was a fight of "the masses against the classes," of the poor against the rich, of the oppressed mechanic and farmer against the "robber barons," the trusts and the monopolies, and especially against the Republican tariff, which was "making the rich richer and the poor poorer." High wages, low cost of living and "four years of clover" were promised everybody if Cleveland and free trade triumphed.
   What did we get? Four years approaching nearer to an industrial, agricultural and financial hell on earth than any other four years in the history of the nation. The country having been turned into something not at all like the thing advertised. Bryan and Free Silver are now guaranteed to do what the last quack political remedy failed to do, and the old appeals to jealousy, hatred and prejudice are made, just as they were in the last campaign.
   Civil Justice Wanhope Lynn of New York City, at a meeting of the Tammany association in his district last week, delivered himself of the following:
   "Fellow Democrats, you have a bitter fight before you. Yon will be called Socialists and Anarchists, it will be a fight of the rich against the poor, the so-called cultured against the illiterate. But it is a fight that we must bear. In God's name keep to it and protect the liberties of this grand republic! I feel that some panic will follow. I think that financial ruin will ensue in some quarters, and I hope it will. I am prepared to see Wall-st. swept from its foundations."
   Should free silver triumph, as free trade did in 1892, Justice Lynn could lay aside his speech, and in 1900, after the nation had been through an experience which would make the last four years seem like a heaven in comparison, he could trot out the same old chestnut of "the rich against the poor, the so-called cultured against the illiterate," and if the gudgeons hadn't all died in the meantime some of them would again rise to his bait.
   The man who attempts to array class against class, the rich against the poor, capital against labor in this country, instead of discussing public questions on their merits is a traitor. The party leader who does not know that closed factories, idle wheels, silent spindles and ruined business do not make rich or poor, employer and employed, suffer alike, should be sent to a political kindergarten or handed over to the fool killer. If he knows better and still talks riot and anarchy, he deserves to be jailed.
   The hope of the nation just now is in the fact that all the people can't be fooled all the time. The fooling of 1892 ought to last for a generation.
  
"Plenty If You Manipulize It."
   Mail Carrier Pat Lyon rides a wheel known as the Silver King, but which, since the agitation of the silver question has been going on, he has been wont to call Free Silver. A STANDARD man came upon Pat the other day industriously pumping up his tire and asked him if he was trying to make use of a little free silver wind. "Begorry! an' there's plinty of it around if yous could only manipulize it," came the answer quick as a flash, and the questioner walked away wondering if Pat had not hit the nail more squarely on the head than many who have given more study to the problem.

A LIVELY SCRAP.
Darkies Create a Disturbance on Homer-ave.—Police Called—No Arrests.
   Shortly before 8 o'clock last evening the residents of Homer-ave. in the vicinity of Madison-st. were startled by loud screams and cries for help. As the cries continued, people hurried from all directions thinking that some one had been run over by a street car or that some other serious accident had happened. The cause of all the disturbance, however, proved to be an altercation between some colored people who were trying to settle some real or fancied grievance by force in the street rather than resort to more peaceful and quiet means for redress.
   The colored people of Cortland are making preparations for a grand concert to be given Wednesday evening for the benefit of their church and it was while Miss Lena Furman, a colored girl about 14 years old, who is to take part in the program, and her grandmother, Mrs. Van Schoich, were on their way to rehearsal that the difficulty occurred. Lena has lived with her grandmother since she was five or six weeks old. Her father is dead and now that Lena is getting old enough to help about work, her mother, who is now Mrs. Fred Stout, wants Lena to live with her. The grandmother is equally anxious to have the girl remain where she is.
   Last night as Lena and her grandmother were on their way down town they met Mr. and Mrs. Stout. Mrs. Stout seized the girl, threw her to the ground and threatened her. A lively fight between the mother and grandmother followed as to who should have possession of the girl, the mother threatening to kill the girl unless she would come with her.
   The cries attracted to the scene, not only all of the people of color in the vicinity, but some of the white people as well, among them a STANDARD man who helped to separate the combatants and to assist the girl who was thoroughly frightened as well as somewhat hurt, into the house of Sam Bolden where the two angry women followed and continued their lively discussion. It was some time before they could be quieted, and peace was not restored until Policeman Smith appeared upon the scene, escorted Mrs. Van Schoich and her granddaughter to their destination and warned Mrs. Stout that unless she kept perfectly quiet, she would have to go with him to the lockup.

ELMIRA REFORMATORY.
Riot Among Second Grade Prisoners—Keepers Injured.
   A company of twenty prisoners in Elmira reformatory who were taking exercise yesterday attacked the two keepers in charge and pounded them hard. They were all lower second grade men and about the toughest fellows in the reformatory. In the melee one of the prisoners was shot through the leg. An alarm was sounded and twenty-five keepers armed with Winchesters arrested the rioters.
   The prisoners created the disturbance in the hopes that they would be transferred to Sing Sing as incorrigibles, where they are permitted the use of tobacco and given definite terms of imprisonment.

BREVITIES.
   —Mr. L. B. Rowlingson has closed his bakery at 85 Groton-ave. on account of failing health.
   —The Cortland County Beekeepers' association will hold a basket picnic at Elysium park on Tuesday, Sept. 1. All are invited.
   —The Susan Tompkins harp orchestra took the train for Trumansburg this morning to play a concert engagement at that place this evening.
   —The Bryan and Sewall bi-metallic league hold an adjourned meeting in the Knights of Pythias hall in the Martin building to-morrow night at 8 o'clock.
   —Mr. L. L. Gillett has settled his claim with the Five County Insurance Co., represented by Pierce, Cone & Bates, for the recent fire at the Novelty shop for $380.
   —Mr. A. H. Watkins of Homer-ave. claims the championship on spring pullets. He says he has a Plymouth Rock that began laying the last of July and has now laid a dozen eggs.
   —Patrons of the United States Express Co. are to-day wondering what is the cause of the unusual broad smile of Driver Charles H. Miller as he delivers or calls for a package. The explanation may be found by referring to the column of vital statistics on page eight.
   —An extra passenger train on the Lehigh Valley road running from VanEtten to Elmira last night at about 6 o'clock collided with a handcar with four section men on it riding down Swartwood hill going home from their day's work. The men hadn't expected the extra and when they saw it coming jumped off and tried to remove the handcar from the track. There wasn't time and the engine threw the car on top of them. All received painful but not serious injuries.
 

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