The Hartford herald. [volume] (Hartford, Ky.) 1875-1926, 1909-09-01
In Behalf of His "Old Ken
lucky Home"
HEARS VOICES FROM TOMBS
Of His Dead Ancestors, Call
ing Him Back to Hal
lowed Ground.

made by Charles III. StOll In the water
contract Injunction case In Circuit
Court yesterday afternoon has been
more widely discussed by Kentuckians
than any public utterance made here
in years. Mr.. Stoll, less than year
ago, declared in an open letter that
he was shaking forever the dust OF
Kentucky from his feet" and that
whenever he met a Kentuckian he
hung his head in shame" because OF
the night rider outrages. Yesterday he
said:
"'Breathes there the man with soul
so dead
Who never to himself hath said:
"This is my own, my native land?"'
Your Honor, this is my. own, this
is my native land.
Chance and circumstances have for
many years combined to make me
something of a wanderer upon the
face of the earth. l have had home
in the metropolis of the nation, To-
Gated midway between the most ma
jestic tower yet built by human hands
and that most inspiring monument 10
the greatest soldier of modern times.
Il have another home upon the
banks of the beautiful Pearl river,
beneath the shadows Of the stately
oaks and pines of Mississippi.
Il have another home to which once
In every IL months We all turn with
light and happy hearts. 1t overlooks
the most beautiful lake placed by
Nature on this globe. There rest is
perfect; there the cares of life are
truly left behind and naught buS song
and gladness are heard.
81 have still another home. 1t is
an adobe hut in the Valley of the Rio
Grande.
But | say to Your Honor that to
each and every member of my house
hold; yes. even to the little tots
whom God has sent to make life
happy since the sun of my existence
passed the meridian and began his
rapid flight toward his final rest
ing place beyond the Western hills
to each and every one there is but
one real home, and that is In the
modest old house built by my honor
ed father nearly a half century ago
upon what was then q mud lane in
the suburbs of the village of Lexing-
ton. Lexington! Dear old Lexington!
Now SO royal. but ring-ridden-so
beautiful, but brow-beaten.
EARLY In the fall. after ! thought
I had fully and finally determined
forever to leave Kentucky, and make
my home in that part of the far West
only recently vacated by theApaches
and Comanches; after l had, In fact,
lately acquired title and possession
of the very Bosque del Apache itself,
l was rendered little theater party
at one of the most beautiful theaters
Of the metropolis. AS we entered,
led by our host and hostess--and
Just as We were about to be seated,
by a curious accident, the orchestra
began to play My Old Kentucky
Home
Later In that week | was a guess
at the banquet of the Ohio Society,"
given to the greatest statesman OF
modern times, personal friend, The
present President of the United
States; scarcely had we begun to en-
10y the exquisite viands. when from
the gallery there came forth the most
beautiful melody to which have
ever listened, and 1t was My Old Ken
lucky Home
Later, when my family were en-
route to what we supposed would be
our final resting place, we stopped at
Kansas City, and as we entered the
exquisite dining room OF the mosa
beautiful Of Western hotels, the Or
chestra played my Old Kentucky
Home
"All these things possibly are the
result of mere accident. but, Your
Honor, believe that there is GOD
who rules and shapes the destinies OF
men. | believe, too, and indeed
"'It is a happy belief
That ever round our head
Are lowering on angel wings