The Jeffersonian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1907-1917, 1910-04-14

nation; pursued by storms of vlifcation, wherev-
er I went; repulsed by the Bryan managers in
Georgia, who denied me any recognition whatever
on the Bryan electoral ticket, came home and
took my bed, in utter exhaustion and despair So
Infatuated were my local friends at Bryans treat
ment of me, that McDuffe county went for Nc
Kinley
OF COURSE, every of the ~ electors who
voted for me, voted for Bryan, too
When Bryan and I way to his
home, in 1904, said: Bryan, there is one thing
that I would like to ask you" .'Al1 right what
is it?'' he said.
''Why was it that you would not join me, in
1896, in the effort to lineup the Md-Road Pops,
and thus elect your?
1.-THE Southern Democrats wouldn't let me-
was his prompt, unqualified answer.
He added:
They told me that it important to
them to control the local situation than to win
the Presidency
Is it not amazing that Bill Howard should in
dict me for the defeat of Bryan? Is it not almost
incredible that he throw himself against the
barbed wire fence of unassailable facts as he has
done?
Bill, bye-gone associations have wonderful in
fuence on me; and were friends in the old
days on the Northern circuit, and before you had
soiled your manhood with close afilaton with
Jim Smith, the Convict King. When your first
letter came, glance showed that the task of an
swering would be dsagreeable. let one issue of
my paper go by, postponing the unpleasant task,
as it is human nature to do. But when the next
weeks paper being made up, felt that your
letter must have reply; and then fshed it out
Of the pile the table, and read it., carefully.
When the line was reached, in which you branded
my statements as mean, malicious lies', turned
to my Secretary and dictated the reply.
In the meantime, you had got the impression
that my failure to promptly publish your letter
was due to fear You commented on the matter
in Washington; and said you intended to send a
copy of your fear-inspiring epstle to the Atlanta
Journal
My reply to you was already in our Atlanta
office; and when / heard of your Washington
clustering, copy was furnished the Constitution.
Thus your mistake, as to your former friend,
caused the daily and tri-weekly Constitution as
we'll the weekly JeffersOnian to carry through
out the country simultaneously an article which
could not have done you any good.
1t seems to be law of fate that one false step
leads to another: you will find that your second
letter is as much of a mistake your first.
I'd Your acrimonious arraignment Of me, for
having been a Popust, will turn against you
every old Pop who has been keeping you i'm clover.
They may not be as intellectual and accomplished
as you, Bill, but their hard common sense will
tell them that so much bad-tempered vitupera-
ton Of me, not legitimateIy a part of your
defense of your public record. Their mother wit
will teach them that you do not-by proving me
to be a murderer thief traitor scoundrel
generaly-establish your right to another term
i'm Congress.
If your political crime last spring, aided the
Republicans to put this Infamous tariff law on u.s.
you are gone, Bill-no matter how black you may
paint Watson's record. The record of Watson is
not the issue which your District is empaneed
to try 1t is your record Bill. Not upon what
Watson has done or may do depends your fate,
Mr. Mudslinger. Every tub must rest on it's own
bottom in these Congressional races; and none of