Santa Fe new Mexican. [volume] (Santa Fe, N.M.) 1898-1951, 1898-12-10
Mr.. Bailey, Of Texas.

The author of Mr.. Barnes, of Ney
York" committed a great sin of omis
sion in not concluding the serial witt
M Bailey, of Texas" Mr.. Bailey, O
Texas, is in congress, where for a brie
season he has figured more or less, bu
generally less, as the leader of the un
terrified Democracy. Mr.. Bailey is, il
his mind, a great man, but ones tear
of compassion are fairly wrung in sym
pathetic sorrowfrom their glands, as tn,
realization forces itself home to the con.
victions that Mr.. Bailey's greatness ex.
lists rather in his own estimation. Lik,
the vase of flowers hat perfumes {
room, Mr.. Bailey would pose as a vast
in perpetuam of political flowers, ant
with freshness of speech and ornateness
of %utterance has sought, with the force
also Of his yer neat and spruce pres.
ence, to END additional zest to the say
ing that "a thin~ of beauty is a joy for.
ever"
Through original mental processes
Mr.. Bailey has philosophical that the
career of a great statesman had been
mapped out for him by a kindly and pa
ternal fate, and on divers and sundry oc-
casions has risen from dreariness of the
usual congressional reserve to flights of
eloquence that in his belief brought
complimentary remark from the shades
of Randolph, Patrick Henry, Calhoun,
Hamilton, Webster, Sumner and other
in ghostly assembly to drink in the
words of wisdom from Gainesville, Tex.
1t is %grievous to relate that this spruce
young mans leadership of the Demo-
cratic minority has not pleased the sa-
chems of the party, and a wretched
d~owneaster from Georgia is likely to
snatch the persimmon away from the
l~ong-haired son of Iopas from Texas.
Mr.. Bailey is exceedingly disturbed, and
his SOU is wroth within him as he con
siders these things, and he unbosoms
his segregated inner self to newspaper
reporters who chance his way, on the
ungratefulness of political parties. Only
the grossest injustice, he argues can
keep him from again posing as the men,
tor of the minority in the halls OF ma
tional legislation; and if he is ignored
well, he can sulk like Agamemnon in
his tent, while the corn-cracker Achilles
from Georgia stalks through the camp,
the winner of the prize.
Yes, Mr.. Bailey has several times ris-
en- to with approximate vision of the
of greatness. Just before the
var with Spain he arose, as the patron
of the nation, to oppose any in
in the army of the United States
sure to result in the oppression of the
With throbbing heart, with
luivered voice and Florida watered
,ountenance %convulsed with emotion,
his great nan rose to declare that
when the hour of supreme peril did re-
ally show up, the sturdy yoemanry
would swiftly respond from the hay
field with their pitchforks, and the
workman from his bench with his ham,
ner, to deliver the nation from the COM
non foe. Just how pitchforks and ham,
ners were to take the place of Krag- |
or Hotchkiss guns and sue
essfully overcome the deadly Mauser,
r how these untamed patriots were to
re organized into military commands,
rilled and tried in action, Mr.. Bailey
allied to explain. But, then, that was
ct necessary. The genius from Texas
in his mind, swaying multitudes in
attitudes, tropes. SMILES and f1owery
cures of rhetoric, which he wove into