Show tho passing ral nr of david A leader of bla his party lay waiting in suspense there was no lack of cu cussing cus sing saing but woeful lack of bouse sense ills ilia henchman benchman stood beside him a a his ch chance a geee ebbed away and bent beut with pitying glances to bear what he might gay say the leader slightly faltered as ho be took bh his band and he said 1 I never never shall reach the promised land laud take this message I 1 beseech yon you to those distant friends so kind that grovers Or overs sucked the orange and left cat vat with the rind tell the croken and mclaughlins ins bayou meet the crowd around to talk the matter over on the bosses stamping ground that I 1 fought the battle bravely A and a d when the day was oer the disappointed boomers lay thick upon the floor and mid the dead and wounded w acro era some grown old in sin and the scars scan upon their faces showed the fights which been in and though I 1 am A democrat my little booms declined when grovers sucked the orange and left me with the rind oh friends I 1 hope never have bave this presidential itching although tho the visions I 1 have had were really quite bewitching and friends frienda I 1 hope never bo be in my sad situation and try to get as aa I 1 bave done ho bartys nomination and see when almost near enough to grasp the guttering jewel another person snatch the prize prized 1 tell 3 you ou friends its cruel at this his trembling voice gave out and then he made a sign like ono one who swallows bitter pills or chokes with bit of rind ills his chin clilia dropped low upon his bre breast astas M bowed bis his stricken head bead and then tho the demagogue of demagogues poor david kill was dead new york tribune tribuna |