| Show I COL DALYS POEM I Democratic Secretary Also Dales With the Muse I Soems Col P J Daly Is destined to go down In history as the poet laureate of the 1 Ulan Democracy Many of the mossbacks I moss-backs registered kick when they learned that dp J was being paid J200 a month for his services as secretary 1 at Slate headquarters They did not understand that this Included n royalty royal-ty on hip poem Humanitys Pica Tho contract with Col Daly provided this his poem was to be Inserted In the Democratic song book with the right to have It recited In every county In the Stale I also provided that the poem was to be neatly printed and a copy inserted In every communication sent out fiom Democratic headquarters headquar-ters I also provided that at the close of tho campaign the poem was to he auctioned off to the highest bidder the proceeds to go to make up any deficit that might exist In the lifesaving tresaInb fund To fully appreciate Col Dalys service to his party and his country It will be necepsary to read the poem Here It Is pm JUBI God ID I It right In this Christian age To mar civilizatIon historical pace By plllngc and slaughter and horrors of War Of the Ipnocont youth on tho Isle of Sumar Can Il be that political avarice and grocd Shall recr o that great triumph of fair Runnrmcdc 7 Shall Immunity1 change to tho doctrine of mlsrht Or In rapine and carnage plant llhcrtyB light Shell we onthcrod Herod that wo mat expand ma-t And emulate Plzarroe or Cortexs foul band 7 Can this Nation fulfill Us Godgiven mission mis-sion GodGven By Invoking the tortures of Spains Inquisition In-quisition Shall selfishness trusts or political tricks Overthrow all the glories of seventy alx I Not so main Our escutcheon must forever ro Unaulllfd though threatened by man seeklnir fame Lot IIB pry that bruto Weylers disciple brute Smith In tho annals of history will be but 0 myth That our uniforms may cover manlier men Ant the folds of our flag protect youths over ItnI tI May btnefldent laws like a bright beacon light1 I Allure lo our harbors those oppressed for tit right Then sung again will our virtues in paeans bb By every tho aggrieved tongue of all climes and of |
