People's party paper. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1891-1898, 1896-08-21
Tom Cobb.

Loyalty and wisely.
lie stood in New York itself-did
this gallant Southern boy-and amid
the festivities of the Bryan and Sew
all demonstration dared TO speak
boldly for Watson and the South
In his own chosen lair, Tom Cobb
bearded the lion Of the North: in
his own particular Hall, Tom Cobb
bearded the Douglass of the East.
81 am a Democrat" says Tom,
shut Georgian also;- man Of the
South, loving her as love the life.
blood in my veins. For thirty years
she has worn sack-cloth and has
crouched in the ashes of humiliation.
She has been in the Union-yet not
in it. She has been forgiven the
alleged sin of Secession, and yet
not forgiven.
"Her 1856 votes elects your Presi-
dent, yet no son Of hers must be
honored Nr1h her votel
"The time has come when we will
bear this no longer! In the name
of our honored fathers, L call upon
the sons Of the South to lift the
standard of revolt and stand up for
the rights of the South"
Thus spoke Tom Cobb, and as his
manly voice rang through the room,
and doomed out through the win
dows, those within, though Northern
men, sprang to their feet and cheered
the gallant gentleman who thus
spoke for lis people; and those who
were passing on the streets, gathered
into curious and excited groups as
they caught his burning words.
Well done, Tom Cobbl Not go
much because you spoke for me
no but because you spoke the first
manly, patriotic and Southern speech
which any politician of the South
has uttered in New York since the
war!
You spoke for Georgia and all her
Southern sisters,-and no man had a
better right to speak for them.
You said just what ninety-nine
out of every hundred Georgians
would say, if the party brides were
cast off.
You spoke the truth as you see it
and feel it, and better than that, no
man can speak.
Democratic editors in Georgia
have not garlanded you with praise,
Tom Cobb. They shy at your
speech, and culver with terror at
your audacity,
For thirty years their craven souls
have bent humbly to the l,rdship of
the North and East, and their knees
are worn with much kneeling.
They are SO used to the dust of
political cowardice that they shrink
from the high, pure, clear atmos-
phere of the brave.
They may not greet you with
warmth and generous pride when
you come back to Georgia, but there
are those who will--thank God!
The honest, unselish Democrat
who seeks no office and wears no
chain-he will cheer you when he
meets you:-for his heart thrills in
unison with every word you spoke.
The young men of the South, of
all parties whatsoever, will cheer
you when you come-for the pro-
scription against which you spoke is
as lntoleraDIe TO them as to you.
And the Populists of Georgia
one hundred thousand strong-will
cheer you when you come-for away
off in New York, amid the richest
Democrats on earth, you were not
ashamed of Watson and OF those
whose standard he bears!
Wherever this paper finds its way,
wherever these hurried lines are
read, warm hears will follow what
I've written, strong hands will lift
the hat into the air, and manly faces
viii beam with pleasure as the Pop,
ulists who love truth and courage
and patriotism cry out, "Three cheers
for Tom Cobb!"