Billboard (Jul-Dec 1898) . d andworse whisky. During a momentarvlull some one shouted a demand thatthe stars and stripes which floatedfrom the center pole be hauled down,and a roar of approval followed. Com-manding silence with an Imperiousgesture. Rice launched forth into themost extraordinary speech that wasever heard In any arena; of a charac-ter so fearless, defiant and scourgingthat his audience was paralvzed intosilence. As he raised himself to hisfull height and struck his breast withhis hands, his wonderfully powerfuland sonorous voice thundered: Shoot!lou are a set of d—d cowards, who
Billboard (Jul-Dec 1898) . d andworse whisky. During a momentarvlull some one shouted a demand thatthe stars and stripes which floatedfrom the center pole be hauled down,and a roar of approval followed. Com-manding silence with an Imperiousgesture. Rice launched forth into themost extraordinary speech that wasever heard In any arena; of a charac-ter so fearless, defiant and scourgingthat his audience was paralvzed intosilence. As he raised himself to hisfull height and struck his breast withhis hands, his wonderfully powerfuland sonorous voice thundered: Shoot!lou are a set of d—d cowards, whodare not shoot anybody. Who areyou, who would force me to handdown my countrys flag in dishonor?I respect the gallant men who, takingtheir lives in their hands, faced thatflag in defense of what tliev believedto be a noble principle. Where wereyou then? Skulking at home, like thednstardly bushwhackers vou are, rob-bing, ravishing nnd rioting. I say toyou again, standing here unarmed andalone,-under the fold of Old Glory,. No. 6-Tbe Stables. THE BILLBOARD flint you are a lot of cowards, and Idefy you to murder me. Amid thedeath-like silence which succeededthis magnificent and tremendous out-burst. Rice deliberately and proudlywalked to the dressing tent curtain1::ind disappeared. Not a shot wasrfired, not a whoop indulged in. Thedumbfounded mob had met Its master,and sullenly admitted it by filing outIn silence. The circus company was so demoralized that It was useless to attempt giv-ing a night performance, and the mul-titude had nothing better to do thanto congregate in the hotels and bar-rooms and discuss the unprecedentedevents of the day. In one saloon,while a post-valiant fellow was loudlyasserting what he would have donehad he been present at the afternoonanxious meeting, a man wearing aslouch hat. with his coat collar turnedup, who had been silently leaning overthe bar, suddenly straightened upand fronting the bully sternly said:Well, sir. I am Dan Rice. Theh -1 you ar
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