Hopkinsville Kentuckian. [volume] (Hopkinsville, Ky.) 1889-1918, 1907-10-05

that you are coming. He may be
"hill-billy" and a desperate man at
the same time. Benedict Arnold was
bad man. He wasn't particularly
afraid of anything. He hears that you
are coming. He doesn't know you mean
mere mischief. He thinks from what
ne has heard. that you are coming to
kill him-or what is worse than death
to a Kentuckan-to infiict upon his
back the sting and the ineffable stain
of the lash. So he arms himself and
waits. The boys gallop up the long
avenue. There is the crack of a rife
from the window The youth topples
off his horse into the dust. The hill
billy" comes down. tears the mask
from his face-and 10! he is the son
of an Association man! That mask
will be a muzzle in my effort to de-
fend you. That mask will be badge
of shame to me. All your enemies,
and all my enemies, and the American
Tobacco Company. will raise that
mask with one wild and jubilant shout
never heard before since Satan lifted
his black banner of defiance above the
red mari of hell (Applause) And
with one accord they will cry, "Ah,
noble Association! Whose mask is
this?" The Association will be forced
to bury you like a dog, because it has
said they would condemn the thing
that caused your death An old father
will see in all the papers the account
of the death of his son. Every trust
organ in the country, every sub
sidized press will work overtime to
print your photograph to a hundred
thousand people. Oh, for Gods sake,
for the Associations sake, for the dig
nifty of your State and your country
do more than abstain from depreciation
yourselves. Use all the influence that
you possess to keep others from 1t,
and all the influence of this order to
catch and punish every man that does.
(Applause)
My friends, several years ago, near
ly two years ago, at a meeting
at Guthrie, Mrs. Ewing in
trusted me a white satin banner, upon
which was engraved the emblem of
this great order-a tobacco plant Do
you know-you remember it Cunning
to Mrs. Green on PLATFORM that all
night long, with tear-dimmed eyes,
that woman worked, sewing with
double thread her love and her an
guish into that banner, for even then
she left resting upon a bed of pain,
the being dearer to her than all the
world; left his side for the last time,
that she might inscribe that banner.
/ called you all to witness that with
trembling hands she gave it to me. Oh,
how proud l was, as she said, Mr..
Stanley, you have done more for this
Association than almost any other
man. l want you to present this ban
ner in my name to the Association,
and tell them for me, to march under
its folds to victory, (You know that
flag was just as white as snow, with
the exception of the plant), and tell
them to do nothing in the name of this
Association that would stain that
white banner" l call you here to wit !
ness that I did then abjure you to J
obey that sweet and solemn COM /
mand; to do nothing, either by day or !
by night, in the name of, or for the !
sake of the Association, so dear to J
her. which would bring a stain to the F,
banner, or blush to the cheek OF her :
who gave it, And yet, it has been |
charged that on that occasion, and in /
that speech, / above all others, have
fired you to riot and seditiOn. This /
utterance, like many others of its au-
thor. so devoid of truth, amazed, and /
had it animated from a more worthy /
source, it might have angered me.
And now again | come to you, not in !
my name, but in hers, in the name OF |
the Association, and the name of Felix
G. Ewing, to plead with you, with all .,
earnestness of my soul, to assist me {
in maintaining law and order. II /
there was anything he detested above |
all things, ii was a cowardly or ,
criminal act, and he urged me a few /,
years ago, as | do now, to speak to |
you on this same subject.
My friends, you have read the story /
Of Arnold De Winkelried, how when
the Austrian phalanx was formed for
his country's destruction, he reached !
out his brave arms and took all the !,
shimmering lances to his heart and '
made a great gap-for liberty and i
death. Felix Ewing, at the head OF
this organization, barred his manly
breast to all the poisoned arrows they
hurled at him, darts of calumny, SIAN
der, traduction and abuse, and he bore
this great burden that he might hold
up your Association, until he stagger-
ed under the heavy load And now,
a martyr to your cause, upon bed OF
sickness-Oh, | dare not say, | could /
not tell you how sick. 1t may be- it
probably is true, that | commissioned
by him, now speak the last words that
you shall ever hear from his pallid
lips and / tell you in all solemnity,
that Fexil Ewing today lifts his hand
all thin and white, in benediction, and
with that face drawn with pain and
anguish and with the pallor of the
long sleep upon it,in husky tones from
New York he whispers to you, Listen
and obey" and that good wife who in
scribed the banner, with her hand
..nou, hin main knnttad brow smiling {