The commercial. (Union City, Tenn.) 190?-193?, 1906-03-16
TAYLOR SPEAKS
CONTINUED from the first page. !

| see you, under the silver moon;
peek a boo, see you behind the
old saloon"
But, fellow citizens, let me sling
just one more pebble before enter
upon the discussion of other ques
tons which involves the happiness
of the people. | am arraigned
before the bar of public opinion
upon the charge that | am too
sentimental to be a United States
Senator; that there is too much
humor and too much music in my
soul to meet the requirements of
the high and digni6ed Office. My
onlp plea to this charge is that |
was born that way and that | was
reared in the land of sentiment.
Far up among the blue mountains
of Tennessee where the morning
first smiled on the hills, and where
the rivers are born, | first opened
my eyes to the light of day and
first heard the songs of sentiment
from lips that now are dust. There
where the tall and silent peaks
that point forever upward toward
the sky | first dreamed of God,
and the bright wings circling about
them taught me my first lessons of
liberty, and when destiny led me
out into the world | gathered up
all my songs and stories of the
country folks and the farm and all
the sweet associations of my youth
and wove them into a web of senti-
ment and told them upon the plat
form to million people, little
dreaming, as endeavored to point
men and women to the better and
brighter side of life, that | was
making gulf between myself and
the the goal of my ambition, but
now, after the SHOWS that never
melt have fallen upon me, after
all my humble triumphs upon the
platform, and the hustlings, after
a long period of service to the
State, | awake to find frowning
giant of intellect standing with
his weavers' beam across my path
and shouting: There is no room
in the high court of craftsmanship
for sentiment; in the Senate smile
is unconstitutional"
Carmack's Boosting makes me
think of the man of Gath, who once
upon the plain terrified the people
of Israel and the people of the
Lord with his colossal proper
tions and his taunts and jeers
of defiance. His heIght was six
cubits and a span, and he had
a helmet of brass upon his head
and he was armed with coat of
mail, and the weight of the coat
was 5000 shekels of brass, and be {
had greaves of brass upon his legs
and target OF brass between his !
and the staff of his spear |
was like weavers beam, and his
spear head weighed 600 shekels of I
ron, and one ran before him bear {
ng a shield, and he waxed wroth '
ind vexed all Israel with his over
,earing challenges, and in all that ?
lost not one was found to meet him c
'hield to shield and spear to spear Z
IN the bloody field of battle. a
In this struggle for political pre- t
erment, which now seems to have P
cached the clustering period may II
lot prove David among the COM e
non people, but | am armed with .
ling of justice and the smooth peb. q
les of truth, and while it is my u
'urpose to discuss measures and a
ot men, yet since the distinguished n
enior Senator from Tennessee has q
cen fit to draw the weaver's beam u
{ his intellect upon me and threat az
n to feed my record to the fowls of &c
he air and the beasts of the field, XXI
am sure you will not condemn me Ia
] stand afar off and send a pebble al
self-defence straight to the brow tn
Goliath. ! have been the recipi- VI
at Of many fierce and fiery chal- hi
,nges ia this campaign, and be- til
luse of my refusal to meet a DEM er
-rat in joint discussion have ia
cen published to the world as the nj
night of the white feather. | am he
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