The Waxahachie daily light. [volume] (Waxahachie, Tex.) 1894-current, 1908-03-19

of polished oak and four walls OF
interesting pictured walls
very often reflect the personalities
dwelling within them, you know.
From these walls look down Lin
coin and Webster, Tolstoy, Bryan
himself large portrait in oil
and Mrs Bryan and jefferson. There
is also a picture of the capitol IN
Washington. done in split straw by
an Italian admirer.
The books on the shelves run the
whole gamut of literature, ancient
and modern, with the emphasis on
essays and economic subjects, and
the flat-top desk, a massive affair, is
lightly burdened with writing ma
terial, since the bimetallist-he is
still that-does nearly all his writ
ing in his office in the basement.
In the library, as in every other
room, there are curious and beauti-
full trinkets, some of them rare and
valuable, which were given to the
organs in foreign countries.
In the billiard-room upstairs are
hosts of queer looking contraptions
given him by missionaries here and
there in heather lands. Among
these are many samples of the hats
worn by various peoples, and in
| these the Nebraskan takes peculiar
| delight. He dons one after another,
even to the weird headgear of the
Parsee widow, and each time he
| smiles funny smile, as if seeking
some sort of expression to fit the
! top-piece.
Bryan, when at home, gets up at
| 5 O'Clock every morning, so as to
from that time until 10 at night, is
about as busy as any man in the
! country. And the biggest Bryan is
| the co-worker, Mrs. Bryan, who
| is his constant companion in every
thing he does. She studied law just
after they were married and was adj
mitted to the bar-not because she
| wanted to practice, but because she
wanted to be real help to her hus
| band in his work. And that she was
| and still is.
| Now that his work has resolved
itself so largely into writings-writ-
| ing editorials, lectures, letters,
books and articles for magazines
she has learned to use a typewriter,
and, besides his big desk in the Office
in the basement of Fairview, is
| little stand, at which she sits when
ever he is there, taking dictation on
the machine or answering some of
| the hundred or more letters that are
sent out to him from the Commoner
office every day.
! All his mail is delivered to the
office of his weekly paper, which is
| just off the main street in Lincoln
and is supervised by his brother,
| AudlItS W. ID dlI. fAIlu yea
100000 letters addressed to William
Jennings Bryan with variations,
were received there.
| He seldom goes to the office of his
paper, though he writes the leading
editorial for it each week and keeps
close eye on the proofs.
| His home life is as simple as that
of the average well-to-do farmer,
though it differs from the latter in
most ways. In a cozy little frame
| house not far from Fairview lives
his farm superintendent, who looks
after the stock and the crops, for
! Farmer" Bryan seldom has time
| from his desk to look after the ac-
tual running of things. He keeps
close track of how matters are
| comm on" however, and he knows
good corn and wheat and a fine COW
almost as we'll as he knows political
economy, which is very we'll indeed.
His exemplary life which, in its
moral aspects might well be accept
ed as a standard by any young man,
has repaid him many fold for the
few so-called pleasures of which it
may have deprived him. At 48 he is
as freshly strong as a man half his
age and while 4S is by no means old,
most men of that age who had done
all Bryan has done in the way of
| hard work would be far less fit than
he. Yet his side-hair-he has none
! on tops iron-gray.