The Bryan daily eagle. (Bryan, Tex.) 1895-1898, 1897-10-29
GOV. BOB TAYLOR.
His Wonderful Speech at the
Dallas Fair.

star In her bosom? That Is the emblem
Of the glory Of Texas. How many times
have you sat on your veranda In the
hush ofihe dying day and watched toe
cloud isles oftwilight drifting In seas Of
sunset gold7 That Is the symbol Of the
harvest time in Texas; and the milky
way is the shsdow.on the heavens Other
cotton field,; and the angels dip water
from her arte,ian wells with the dipper
Of stars which hangs on the sky, and
the man In the moon Is the shining
picture OF Gov. Culberson.
have thought many time that |
would make a pilgrimage across Texas
from her eastern line 10 her western
boundary, bat her domain was too wide
and life was too short. The engine al.
ways tainted from exhaustion; taran'
iulas got In the whiskey, and sighed to
rest me again in the bosom Of Dallas
Dallas, the beautiful butterfly Of the
southwest under whose bright wings
the broad prairies bloom with perpetual
peace and plenty.
can understand Why 10 many long
ing eyes turn TO Texas, and why 20 ma
ny weary he ris sigh for rest In Dallas
One is an empire Of glory, and the 9TH
er IL the glory Of an empire. Texas l.
the largest waffle on the griddle OF
North America. She is sWeetened with
the honey Of Happiness pouring fom
the bunghole Of prosperity aud but
tered with pure democracy. Woe to the
prince or potentate who sticks a fork In
Texas. Mexico tried II once and bent
double with a srell Of san Jacinio.
The honey Of Texas is poison to ty'
rants, and her bees sting 10 death the
invaders Of her soil; but 10 those who
love her and are loyal 10 the lone star
that lights the pathway OF her destiny
her cities and towns and hamlets and
homes s;e beehiyes Of hospitality, rich
with che honey.comb Of smiles and vel
comes.
The land Of Jackson sends greeting
to the land Of Houston. May God bless
Tennessee, and may God bless Texas.
When was a barefooted boy away ~
among the mountains where nature
sings her sweete,t song, and bnwling
brooks laugh in the sunshine and dance
In the shadows, used to sit on the
bank Of the river and watch the cara.
van. Of covered wagons creeping like
mammoth suails with their shells on
their backs, southwark 10 the wilder
ness Of Texas. ! did not dream ther
that the ragged rosy-cheeked children
who crowded under the wagon cover'
were the prophecies Of the wealth and
power aud glory Of the greatest emi ir'
that was ever born on this continent
But 10 il was The caravans LANDED
their precious freight In the Wilds o
Texas. The blue smoke began 10 cur
upward from the cabins Of the pioneers
the Furnished ploughshares began 4
slice from the broad prairies like no
knife slicing a continent Of Jersey but
ter; the reaper like a phantom ship be
gan to sweep across amber seas Of grain
and Texans who had read Milton
paradise LOST began 10 talk abou
Paradise Regiined The little ragged
candy.hairrd children grew up into
race Of the iaifest women aud braves
men that the sun In heaven ever shon
upon. They married the sons an
daughters OF the heroes who had VOL
the independence Of Texas, and theF
were more cabins on the prairies. an
another generation was born whose viz
or aud strength have given increase
power to this mighty commonwealth.
The spirit oi the Alamo glorides Oh
brow Of manhood, and the blood Of Sa
Jacinto warns the heart Of courage an
rcddeus the cheek Of beauty here d
day. The dark.visaged demon Of saw
age hate which once igniled the tore
and bmndished the scalping knife, an
spread his ilaming wings on the horI
Eon, has vanished from Texas forever
The while.crested pillows Of Mexica
wrath which once rolled up from th
South aud then rolled back agai
cimsoncd with blood were Gained Ion
ago aud the angel Of peace is hoverin
over the land,
Texas aud Tennessee worship togeth
et and u joice as one people In the IN
umphs OF the past and the promises O
the future,
A new era ofindus,rial growth aud In
tellectual development Ia breaking lik
the glory Of the morning upon a.. Tn
i symphonies and halleluiahs Of our cen
iennial jubilee At Nashyileare still fall
ing like the soft waves OF ,umme
ocean upon the glad hills Of Tennessee
and the reyiying south Is listening viii
Iuuulterable rapture to thegreat In dus
trial song Of Texas and the syuphC
mics aud hallelujahs Of Tennessee an
the triumphant songs Of Texas 81
mingling In one grand anthem Of prals
TO God like the joyous waters Of man
rivers that meet and flow together an