Judge — November 3, 1900 — page 7: what you’re looking at

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BLL Ge “ye THE LAST RALLYHIRAM PENNICK'S PROCESSION ON ITS WAY TO SANDSTONE FOINT, Sandstone Point, Wis. Oct. 21, 1900, DEER JUDG— Well we had the last meetin of the campain here this evenin. Must say im purty well tucker- ed out. uppereds of 16 fellers wus in the percesshun when we got here at 6 oclock. The 1 legged feller petered out there at Attica an i tuk him up on the horse. The meetin wus the biggest yet, i never see the like. 6 speekers an the best onem wus a women, Ijinks the way she saled into the Milishy an the army canteen. Wellsir ive allus sed a womens place wus to home sted of mixin in poli- tics but when I heerd this one, wellsir i just felt they ort to be more like her. names Cornelia Cullpepper. Dave Hallock the editer here sed they called her the roarin siren of Rock county. Now my campainin is dun an the percesshun has broke ranks. Sum of the fellers are goin to hang round these parts an sum are goin back where they cum frum. im helpin them out best i kin. This bein my last letter i wont to thank June fer payin fer my writins, An the reeders thets ben followin me i wont to say if eny onem ever cum to Davis Junction ile be glad to hav em call. Follwin is the speech i made this evenin— Feller citzens, i seen a piece in the paper onct by old Abe Linckom which ‘sed you kin fule most peeple all the time but you cant fule sum onem nun of the time. theys sum thet wont be fuled, sum thet keeps their eyes open an wont hav the wool pulld over em an thems the Populist WRITING HIS LAST LETTER. party, (grate cheerin) i haint no orater like the woman thet just spoke all i kin say is we must go to the polls sholder to sholder keepin strate in the middle of the road. We must climb the rampurts of the enmy an smite em hip an thy as the poct seys. An when the smoke of battle is cleerd away weel see the blowted bond holders ly- in in the shadder of their muney barls. Weel see Impeerilizm clutchin holt of its crown an - tumblin frum its thron, Weel see chinee labor giv its last expirin gasp an best yet the Octipust thets ben chew- inat the nashuns vitels weel see ded as a herrin while over the hull scene the flag of Populism is floatin in the breez of victry. ¢ 5 Wn ie = Yurs truly 3,047 UW lenin, We HIRAM PENNICK, MR, PENNICK IS PRESENTED WITH A BOUQUET. SQ SB gv SQ S @} ay <LO FH , Sa Sek. KEY. Ss f eR: BSS Za m YY S HIRAM PENNICK'S GRAND VISION OF VICTORY.