So do we!
And notice the DIFFERENCE!
The shabby-genteel man, ex-Republican, with steel-rimmed spectacles, who now looked for all the world like a bookkeeper out of a job, had this:
I am the Result.
The Cause was not Drink.
It was HUNGER.
A young fellow who looked so much as if he had just left a hospital that thousands of spectators imagined they smelled iodoform carried this:
All men must die.
Knowing this, WE HOPE!
An octogenarian, not over four and one-half feet tall, very frail-looking, was next. To him H. Rutgers had assigned this banner: