The Dawson news. (Dawson, Ga.) 1889-current, 1908-12-02

within. maybe, a mile or two. The
tenderfoot hoofed it back to Lin
coin, threatening to sue the road.
Lincoln No Longer Cold
1t is unsafe to make remarks of
that kind about Bryan in that town
and county. And all this is d change:
when the boy of the Platte started
forth in 1896 on his career of poll
tics Lincoln was cold to him. 1t
! jeered and giggIed. In 1900 it was
still severely critical and highly hos
tile. 1t did not simmer down in
1904 Bryan was a prophet with
out vote worth mentioning in his
own country. Everywhere, in those
years, there doomed the pictures of
Mckinley Hobart, Roosevelt and
! Fairbanks; not a likeness of the
commoner gladdened the democratic
! eye, save in the off streets, and the
vote was like unto the picture.
1t has all changed. Why? Some
will tell you that it is. because the
cOmmOner has become a national fig
ure. But he was a national figure
| before. Others say that it was be-
cause he has been received by those
! indefinite mysteries known vaguely
| in the west as the crowned heads
of Europe" But Nebraska cares lit
| tie for crowned heads.
A writer who has been with Mr.
| Bryan for two months, and in that
/ time has fOregathered much with the
uncrowned heads of Lincoln, repub-
| lican and democrat, is prepared to
back with confidence and real money
a different opinion. The ascendancy
of Mr.. Bryan in the town of his long
adoption and his twelve-year ostra-
cism is due to the fact that at last
the town and county have awakened
| to neighbor.
A neighbor who, whatever may be
his political faults, is in his personal
relations the most kindly soft-heart-
ed, and genial of men A neighbor
with a quick and sensitive apprecia-
ton, not moved of a political i'm
pulse, for the sorrows and Joys of
the humblest of those WHO live
around him. A Methodist, who goes
to Catholic funeral and sorrows
deeply. not because the poor old We
man who is dead was a Catholic or
because some remote relative has
a vote. but because she was "Old
Kitty" and a neighbor
Animosity Dies Out.
As he goes his plain way about
the town, with his great black slouch
hat damned above his brows. driv-
ing his little rig through the streets.
the republicans of the town, who
twelve, eight and four years ago
sneered at him. shake hands. The
I old partisan animosiJy has all died
away, and there was a lot of it,
On his trip from Chicago to Omaha
recently one of the members of his
party was taken i'll. The crowds at
every station would clamOr for a
speech. Bryan would have to stop
whatever he was dong and charge
out ON the rear platform to make
rs much Of a speech as he could in
! the twenty of thirty seconds allotted
to him But though there were votes
/ to be made, and the time was short,
/ he never failed to stop in the com
Dartment of the sick man and ask
I for his health, no matter if the cour-
tesy prevented him from making his
speech.
At Omaha the party got out.
There We're automobiles waiting to
! take them to the Omaha Club. but
they were half a block away The
party picked up their suit cases and
started to walk. Nobody but Bryan
noticed the sick man and taking his
suitcase with the rest. But the peer
| less did
Here he said, coming over to
the sick man and taking his suitcase
out of his resisting hand. you can't
carry that; you're too sick. Let me
carry it.
And passing between the cheering
! files Bryan toted the suitcase on.