The leader. [volume] (Brookhaven, Miss.) 1895-1905, 1899-06-07

your health and chin whiskers. Re-
Eagle, give my love to the Goddess of
Liberty, and may we all live long and
prosper.
Gov. Taylor's speech of Welcome.
! On the occasion of the reception given
by the citizens of Nashville to Capt.
Maynard and Lieut.. Hobson, in the
great Tabernacle in Nashville, on the
evening of December 10th last, Gov.
/ Robert l.. Taylor was introduced by
Mr.. Bryan, the chairman, as the Apps
tie of Sunshine. lie is" said the
chairman, "a man who has fought five
/ hundred battles on the lecture plat
| form, and has won them every one"
| Gov. Taylor was the recipient of
+ demonstration which was most flatter-
! ing to him, the immense audience cheer
ing for several minutes before they
would allow him to begin. He spoke
as follows:
MIR. Chairman, Ladies and Gentle
! nen-The eyes of the whole world are
turned upon this great republic of civil
| liberty, as in its marvellous strength
and power it pulls down the flags of
rnonarchies all around its borders and
glorities the islands of the sea with its
own broad stripes and bright stars.
The great powers of earth are wonder
ing how nation of such proportions
and government of such resistless
force could be developed within the
circle of single century. They see
old theories of government exploded
here. old creeds shrinking before the
religion of Christ. and old PHILOSOPHERS
vanishing like the mists of morning be-
fore the sunlight of a new and glorious
civilizations but the story has not half
been told. If | coled draw back the
curtain of the future, would show to
I these wondering nations still greater
triumphs and still more marvellous
achievements; | would show them
America controlling the trade of the
world; | would show them American
commerce spreading its white wings
above the pillows and flying from ocean
to ocean through the peaceful portals
| of the Nicaraguan Canal; | would show
to them Cuba, the weeping child of the
sea, bursting into laughter and song in
the loving arms of liberty; and Porto
Rico, the blushing beauty of the At
lantic, sailing beneath the folds of the
American flag. But beyond Cuba and
Porto Rico | seek not to penetrate the
veil, on the Philippines / would let the
curtain fall
The glory of our nation is the bios
soming of freedom, and freedom sprang
from the blood of heroes. No wonder
we Irvine the laurel wreath and turn
the air into music: no wonder we greet
with open arms and overlooking hearts
our heroes when they come. Whenever
we shall forget the sacrifices they have
made and the sufferings they have en-
Cured, whenever we shall cease to scat
ter flowers over the graves of the dead
and weave garlands for the living,
whenever we shall grow weary of hon
oring the scars of valor and applauding
the knightly courage of men who, for
the sake of humanity. face death at the
lannon's mouth, Our glory will fade and
freedom will perish among its Worship
erS
Tonight the feet of heroes are press
ing the sacred soil of Tennessee
sacred because it is sanctified with the
blood of as brave men as ever faced a
foe. One of these heroes was born on
this soil; but while yet in his youth des-
tiny led him from his native mountains
to win his laurels on the ocean wave,
and the first shot of the war with Spain
was fired by a Tennessean from the
frowning deck of the gunboat which
bears the name of Nashville.
Capt. Maynard, Tennessee welcomes
you to her warm, throbbing heart as a
proud old mother receives her darling
boy.
Lieut.. Hobson, wish / could spin
the feelings of our people into shining
threads and weave them into words to
express our admiration of your courage
and our love for you. There is only an
imaginary line between Tennessee and
Alabama. Alabama's sons are Tennes-
sees sons and Tennessee's boys are
Alabama's boys. Tennessee would
fight any day for Alabama, and know
that Alabama would fight for Tennes-
see. We are all one people, and the
honor of one State is the glory of the
other. hope that Tennessee's gallant
Maynard and Alabama's brave Hobson
will live through many years to
come to enjoy the blessings and bene-
dietions of all the people of our whole
country; and when they die and their
bodies shall be buried out of sight, like
the Merrimac, l hope their spirits will
be waited to heaven on the shining
deck of the spirit boat Nashville.
Come to the bridal chamber. Death;
Come to the mother when she feels
For the first time her first born's breath;
Come as il consumption's CHASTITY form. I
The earthquakes shock. the ocean storm
Aud thou art terrible;
But to the hero when his reward
Hath won the battles OF the Tree,
Thy Voice sounds like a prophets word,
And IN Its hollow tones are heard
Tie thanks Of millions Jet to be-"