Semi-weekly south Kentuckian. [volume] (Hopkinsville, Ky.) 1883-1889, 1884-06-27
A countryman Abroad.


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No.+3.
II is unnecessary for meat this late
hour TO attempt to give the inside
workings of the great convention
which honestly believe named the4
next president Of tins great republic.
All the civilized world has read Of it
before now.o The han with Its nu-
merous galleries had seatimg capacity |
for tifloeh thousand people, and cvcrgI
seat was taken-+not a vacant spot
not anindlfvf standing rsom left
menald women too. ] guess there
were on the inside of that hall abouf1
one thousand women .crowding each
other like hogs trying to get to the
.sswili trough. l Think the uglicst
.IonepI have ever seen, | saw in
-Chicago.t;1E honestly believe / saw
more sweet-faced girls to-day at
church out in the country, than ]
saw during the whole week in Chi
cago. The women out there are lean,
lank, hungry-looking crcaturcs-all
tanned and frcckled-with long, bony
cheeks--lack lustre eyes and unsym-
metrical forms. They go moping
about sad eyed, drcary, dreamy look
ing creatures, and Il proud, high
strung man, fresh from Kentucky,
would conclude by looking at them
that their whole life was a funeral
lnarch-thcir songs the wild, weird
chants that come cchoing back from
the lost in the pale regions of the
doomed. | would not, could not
love Il Chicago girl. There Is no
place in this bosom 70. the image
no niche in this heart for the face of
Chicago girl.
There were 4 number of prominent
men there, men who handle the desti-
mics of nations as child handles its
toys-mcn whose voices have charmed
the duh cars Of listening Scnatcs for
a quarter of century-mcn who
have, day in and day out, for long
years worked in behalf of the Grand.
est political party that ever preserved
a nations honor and glory-mcn
whose voices have been heard high
above the din Of battle, the roar of
cannon, the sharp clash of swords
and tho groans of the dying fom
Fort Sumptcr TO AppomattoX. These
men went there not for a frulc. but
with a steady fixed purpose to trans.
act business. The convention acted
slowly-nothing was done in hurry
the men who ran il seemed to know
that what is worth doing tall, is
worth doing well. From the very
first il was evident that Blaine was
the choice of the people. The office
holders of the South were for Arthur,
but tie great heart of the people
throbbcd, pulSatcd for the "Plumcd
Knight from Maine" Whenever or
wherever his name was mentioned
the people went wiltl-cvcn the wo-
men would wave their handkcrchiefs
and beat on the floor with their par
asols and umbrellas for ten minutes
at Il time. The nominating speeches
were all good, except Townscnd's-
the man who nominated Aathur.
This, in my humble opinion, was q
failure. There are a hundred neu
IN this county ywho could have beaten
1t. 1t was dull, commonplace, and
fell Hat on the cais of the convention
In my humble opinion Judge West,
the blind orator from Ohio, the man
who placed Blainc's name before the
convention, made by far the best
speech. lie is blind-totally so. lie
sat i'll large chair and delivered Ii {
speech. His son stood by his side
: and when the gifted old MAJ. -.woul,
grow grandly eloquent his son would
help him to his feet, and steady him
, until the climax was reached. This
was the most impassioned and beau.
tiful speech | ever heard. Taking all
the surroundings, l believe it was
the grandcst ever delivered since lie
who spake As man never spake, de.
livercd the world wide sermon on the
Mount. Just imagine, if you can
an old Observation-Disclosures
decrepid-an original Aboltionist-
a man who was present when The
Sainted Lincoln was nominated
present later, when the grateful pc0
ble of the United country arose III
and placed the ship of state in tho
hands of the great, silent soldier
whose banner never trailcd in Tho
dust-prescnt latcr still when, amid
the deafening plaudits of his happ,
countymcn the great aud good Gar
field was made the standard bearer |
a man who had given the cream O
his life to the cause Of frccdom-i
man who had seen the Republican
party smitc the shackles from mor'
than four million bondsmen, ant
now, inthe evening Of his life ha(
come there to hand the leadership of
the great cause he loved as his lfi
over to his friend from Maine. New
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