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A Hundred Years of Rip and Roarin Rough and Ready By Andy Rogers (1952)(Hathitrust) (117 pages)

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conclusion, according to his own reflection and temperament. Sometimes in the past we have made a sorry and ignominous mess of our high resolves despite all the lofty idealism in our phraseology. Here, far from the old world of laws and their lawful enforcement, we have been worried by new and crude ideas of law and justice, full of dangerous innovations, we have been buffeted by economic and social stress and change, and bewildered by the disappearance of old legal moorings and landmarks. Nevertheless, on this Natal day of our Country, we confess no fear despite these interesting and epochal transitions. With patriotism and devotation to our common country we pledge ourselves a new to the interest of mankind. We shall continue to uphold justice and honor and the rights of all men, which we shall cherish as we do our lives, Like those men who dedicated their lives and sacred honor to create the free government of America, we now dedicate our lives to sustain it, and so we represent the spirit and purpose of our time. fe look a bit further back, and it is only a few years to where on the Coast of New England our Pilgrim fathers planted their crops in fear and gathered then in trouble and sorrow. Their very lives, like ours, were in danger of leaking out between the logs of their rude cabins. Like all these earlier pioneers, we here have more than once heard the yells of fierce savages as we huddled around our camp fires. As day followed day, on our Western trek our shirts were often wet with the rain of misfortune, But always in the distance, from early morn until late evening, we saw the glory of the sun as it rose and set in the eternal skies, and we rejoiced that the soft wind which fanned our cheeks also waved a flag incomparable, the emblem of a glorious and free and beloved country, nailed atop of every moving vehicle in our train. It is for us now to realize that the great purpose which our fathers and mothers worked and died for is now a beacon light, a flaming star which will guide our footsteps, and countless more to come, along the path of glorious American achievement. Our sacred task is to symbolize and glorify and perpetuate achievements of our forbears. In the hands of a just Providence it is our orient duty to better human conaitions, and bring this great country and ourselves happiness and prosperity for all. We have the faith and determination to conQuer the seeming unconquerable, and in the end to find a great happiness and share it throughout the land. As I look back, I seem to see the great flag we carried at the head of our caravan, towering high above all others. In the golden glow of the day we saw those shadowy red and blue stripes and white stars like points of flame; and when the sunset flooded over the mountains, or when the great thunderheads rolled up with yellow flashings, we saw that mighty flag powdered with silver fires as the night walked gravely down the stairway of the stars. And there is poetry in the very names of those courageous women, who came, young and unafraid, side by side with us, to vuild this land of the West. They were brave and gentle and great. A supreme urge pushed them forward to their western Google 54 . stranger at our gates.
goal and a love for adventure, a love of daring fate with their men, and of trying the untried. ever will their sacrifices, nor their numberless helpful deeds, be forgotten. To the gods of our fathers, the author of our liberty, we are greatful this day for manifold favors; for the wise and the brave men and women who brought to the cradle of our infant state their gifts of unselfish devotion. We are humbly grateful as free men for the starry flag which is emblematic of all that is good and free and great on the face of the earth. Again we say: These stars and stripes, red, blue and white No power but god can disunite Emblem of freedom, might and right All ofer the land loud paeans swell Which proudly to the nations tell That even to the gates of hell If that flag leads -we follow it. We know that a divine providence has led us pioneers, gathered here today, across stern and stormy months to the very vestibuled destiny. In spite of our shortconings, which we confess with contrition, we have been summoned as the trustees of Amerlean Western civilization. Through all the storm and strife incident to our crossing mountains and plains and rivers, we have found peace in the presence of Him whose Still small voice soothed our troubled spirits like the vesper calm of lingering twilight. Over all was the bulwark of the land God made and man made, That lew to whose tenets we must as true Americans conorm. Are we our brother's keepers in this new Western land? I say we are "As true Americans," we must defend and protect the If we be true to Anerican liberty and freedom and the flag, we must in this state defend the Chinese strangers who are far from their native land, however meek and down-trodden they may be. These Chinese people we have found to be hard working and friendly and faithful, and we must defend them against the grievous wrongs they have suffered at the hands of lawless aggressors, and for the last time warn them to desist. I tell you that never egain from this moment shall the Chinese people in this state lack a champion for their cause. No longer shall the killing of these peaceful foreigners go unavenged. No more shall they be robbed, enslaved, unjustly punished, and outlawed, their humble homes burned, or their mining claims taken from them by force, or their temples and ancestral tablets destroyed. This I promise you: I shall personally see, while God gives me power, that so long as our courts function, or so long as the pioneer brethern gathered here today have the will to fight the renegades and hoodlums of our communities, stern justice shall be done, and if necessary the scum who have come here to rob and slay and pilage, shall be wiped from the face of the earth. In these far-flung camps and outposts of the new land of the West, we sometimes find the dregs of Hell. Here we find the drifter, the adventurer, and the killer, the gambler, the thief, and the harpy. Many of these cowards lie in wait for the unwary and the unprotected, particularly, the hard-working little Yellow men from far Cathay. This scum of our mining camps, all