San Antonio daily light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1886-1907, 1892-04-19
WELCOME FRIENDS I!
Alamo and Missions are Yours.
SAN ANTONIO, THE QUEEN CITY
OF TEXAS, Is SPREAD
ING HERSELF.
Faber Pushers aud knights of the
Pen, Shears and Typewriter
Are Within Our Gates
The First Day.


The city is in gala dress today on
the occasion of the annual meeting of
the Texas Press association. The at
tendance of delegates is large and
they come prepared to transact their
business and thoroughly enjoy their
we'll earned vacation from the tolls of
newspaper life. The meeting began
this morning in Rische's theatre.
The large auditorium was beautifully
decorated.
Over the stage on back ground of
moss are the words In yellow roses.
press Associa tion." On the center OF
this background is Texas star, with
TEXAS on the points. Garlauds
OF moss ard roses occupy the ends.
To the right of this are the words
in yellow roses on the moss back
ground: Welcome ever smiles and
Farewell goes out signing" On the
left are the words, "The only security
for truth is freedom"
On the right wall, bound by q
streamer OF moss and 70 SEES, lie a sign
that reads thus: 1.-THE Pen, The
Printer and The Press, The Trinity
OF Human Liberty
On the lett wall are two more signs,
surrounded by gsrlands of yellow
roses, moss and laurel, that read:
Graphite and Ink Make Nations
Think" Punctuation Marks for
Pleasure"
On the 'balustrade of the gallery
streamers of laurel and yellow roses
wi tn garlands of moss and roses.
President Mitchell called the meet
ing to order at l0:45 o'clock. In so do
ing he said: sin calling this meeting
to order / am sorry to see go few pres
ent ut the opening, but hope to see
more. 1 hope you have spent pros
porous year and have now come mere
10 enjoy the fruits OF your prosperity
and literature "
Rev. DR.. Thrall invoked the Di.
vine blessing. Hon. J. II. Copeland
introduced Col. II. B. Andrews, who
made a CHARACTERISTIC, eloquent. Elk.
temporaneous speech.
To this speech of welcome President
Mitchell responded in the following
we'll chosen address:
It gives me great pleasure to re.
spond, OH behalf of the Texas Press
association, to the very generous and
hearty welcome extended US, and my
only regret is that 1 am not able to
command words to give expression to
all that we feel on this occasion. But
what lack in eloquence 1 trust l
fully make up in sincerity, when l
say that we appreciate it in the high
est possible degree. The most of us
have been in San Antonio before,
aud we know from past experience
that her people are unsurpassed any
where on earth for that true spirit of
hospitality which wins all hearts, and
the Texas editor who does not love
San Antonio would be very hard to
find.
My fret visit to this city was nearly
ten years ago, when we were invited
10 stop over here, on our re-
turn from Monterey, by our presi-
dent, the genial, sunny, brave
and noble Hal Costing, who, since
then, has gone beyond the mountain
chain that separates the vale of time
from the boundless vale of eternity.
He loved San Antonio, and he showed
us the beauties of the city with an
evident pride that demonstrated the
depth of his ELECTION for it. 1t was q
strange city 10 noe then, but as We
come to know it better and better
every Texas newspaper man feels
much of the same love for it and
pride in Its glories, that was displayed
on that occasion by our lamented
president.
From my earliest recollections as q
boy among the piney woods and iron
hills of northeastern Texas, heard
and read of O distant. enchanted city
called San Antonio. To me it was then
sort of far away dreamland, Won
derful romantic place that L
scarcely ever expected to see. 1t
seemed, to my boyish fancy, to
he 30 far away in the mystic
west that 1 put it down in my mind
as the place where the sun went down
in hale of glory. L knew it was a
historic spot, a place where heroes
had freely given their lives for liberty
and for Texas. l read the story OF
the Alamo over and over again. l
thought of 1.-The brave and fallen
few" who now spread their tents
ION fame's eternal camping ground, F"
and 1 almost envied them the priv
ilege of thus writing their names In
the temple of fame to endure to the
end of time.
The years sped away and at last |
stood upon the sacred ground. 1 gszed
upon the time worn and battle.
SCARED walls where the lannon's
roar and the clash OF steel had taken
the place Of the gentle church bell
that once called the people to their
devotions. 1t was still, as in my early
dreams, an enchanted spot TO me.