The Montgomery advertiser., 1904-05-08

Editor The Advertiser:
 I've been seeing and hearing and reao- ing things and the result is though,, ,d don't talk much and write but little ana thus (talking and writing being the sour ces of escape of inspfration) 1 am accu- mulatins information.
 fellow who, was unsuccessful IT . lawsuit and charges his failure to the ''d-d lies his neighbors f,Is swpfe aa ear + nestly cautioned me to say notning .,,s 2. ie as 1t might make his neignhofs tsn getting choke fun of his. information as I was industriously taking Tn aii | could get and wisely turning no.nihs loose. Occasionally :,,,sien however; S nav be an inference of inspiration. . noi .. !. think I'm oy+hordox on inspiration. '' Somehow. think sense oI du's s,a,,faa .T dertake that. for which one is uuaIinee covers A good deal of the mystery oi inspiration-or uncovers it.
 was lately impressed with the intense excitement that t,c comes 1s mIsa Primarv. aap % in which nothing was involved but a simple change of a swarm on tne pouy polite, had just been run on It was ate kinsnan with all the pious zeal or an envious second cousin, had exerted himself to come up to the high marx or the nauseous offensiveness of the only Enown winged habitat of the air that be- fouls it's own nest. The campaign was nice, something after the investigation of a church scandal which is poetieaiiy said ito stink the more it's stirred" nation election. in which all the issues of government are involved, cannot cre- ate such excitement. Fortunately the came in and could take no disturbing notice of the local perturbation, and there was no delay in his next mornings ris- ing. But Luna q believe that was what we called her in the old counting days. How long since you called her that?) seemed little pale. Perhaps 1t was sympathetic excitement. All the good gs Ms nespy Snen i hans some doubt about that figure, but I'm fin too big a hurry to investigate) The preacher was there. and so was I. but we were so ashamed of it we didn't look Tt each other. Really as me and him q believe it was an author called English Grammar Who said it is polite to put f"(as a distinguished Congressman and alumnus of our University was accus- tome dto put it. the inference being that Grammar is not taught at theUniversity) It was a case of
 'sI saw Esau kissing Kate
 In fact we all three saw,
 For I saw Esau, he saw me
 And she saw | saw ESau.
 But, if he never tells on me I won't pn him, for the Lord knows I'm as ashamed of 1t as he can be. We all lived through 1t. And. the next day we went to the County Convention. The Convention was steanning ola podrida of choice political cuttings, offensive of Palmer and Buckner steak, nauseous of Bryan and (who was the other fellow ? belly and foul of returned prodigar' chitterlings. Oh 1t was a delightful to all the Gods of ignorance and corruptioni
 Remarking to a prominent Democrat at my elbow, that there appeared to be a good many of my old affiliates in the bril- liant assemblase he said, with apparent disgust ''yass but we aint electin any co 'em to offs, damn 'em"
 As the convention was on Memorial Day" and Confederate memories were hanging about our hearts I couldn't help but be pained at evidences of disrespect and hatred for that old Confederate hero Buckner.. who, to perpetuate Democratic principles Test we forget" sacrificed himself, not for office but for principle. because I had tried the experiment.. a few years before, of manifesting my love for old Confederates, in a vote flor Gen. eral Fields I found that Southern peo- ple are ebullient of love for dead Confed- crates but give the live one the devil-if he has any sense. If ever you run for office (even for delegate to convention) lake my advice and claim to be a natnr- al born fool rather than a Confederate veteran for, in the first claim you can confidently appeal to the fellow feeling that makes us wondrous kind" and gov ern yourself accordingly" On some ge- nial spring day in the years to come (may 1t be long ofO they'll bring flowers and bedeck your grace. That's the glo- rious rewardi I was at a burial