Morning journal and courier., 1886-05-03
BOR rooMR,s ORArIoN.
A South ernerss Good Story of an UaI
 pressiona ble New EnGlander.

Southernerss Good Story of an U a ian
 questionable New EnGlander.
 From the Atlanta (Ga.) Constitution
 Several months before the outbreak of the war Robert Toombs was booked for speech in Atlanta. When the night came for the speech the streets swarmed with people streaming up to the court house. It so hap pened that I fell in with a New Englander, who was stopping at one of the hotels for day or two, and as he expressed a desire to hear the great Georgian took him along with me.
 "You never heard Edward Everett, did yous' inquired my companion, as we started out.
 "No,'' I replied, ''but we think very high ly of him down here"
 "Yes no doubt, but his style would not suit your people. He is always calm and dignifed. He uever rants. His elocntion is simply perfect, and no living man equals him in precision of diction."
 s'I don't see how he can move the masses" !" I remarked.
 The New Englander smiled superior.
 ssTherein lies the difference between your people and mine, /" he said. "You talk about a speaker moving the masses. With us the masses move the speaker. I mean that our
  selves. They would laugh at speaker who addressed them in the spread-eagle fashion. Now, have been trained under such orators as Everett, Sumner, Winthrop, and others of that school, and I must confess that, while I am Democrat, I cannot read the speeches of your famous southern orators without amusement. Your speakers overdo the thing. They are too f1orid and grandiloquent. They do not deal in facts and logic. Now, sir, no speaker living can move me-"
 s'Wait until you hear Toombs," I broke out
 "My dear sir,'' said my New England ac- quaintanee'T T feel in advance that hs will not please me- I am so constituted, have such a judicial mind, as it were, that I cannot help judging a speech simply upon it's merits as a logical argument. If it is only what you southerners call eloquence it has no weight with me-"
 ''An right" I responded rather shortly, ssI trust you will not be bored tonight
 We walked for some time in silence. The New Englander was man of about for ty- fl ve and his appearance sustained what he had said of himself. He was as stiff as a . cold, fixed stare. His thin lips were curled in perpetual sheer. He seemed to have about as much life as marble statue. tsWhat is that noisea' he asked. ''The crowd shouting for Toombs," l an swered. "They are impatient" There IS where you d1Her rom us again, he said. ''In my part of the country we are not demonstrative. We never lose our heads It is rare thing to hear boisterous applause at our public meetings. As tor me, never applaud"
 was disgusted with this icy egotist and relapsed into silence Arriving at the court house we secured seats in the crowd. For tunately there was plenty of room, as the meeting was held out of doors. gave my self up to the enjoyment of the occasion, and did not even take the trouble to look at my companion who sat a seat or two back | of me. Toombs was at his best. His ln- dictment of the Republicans and abolition ists was terrific His words seemed to nave w;nos of flames and went straight to the