The Jeffersonian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1907-1917, 1910-04-14
PAGE FOURTEEN
It's Your Record Which Is on
Trial, Congressman Bill Hoe
ard. Slandering Watson and
the PobWists Is a Ruse
that Won't Work
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Kissed and hooted down, and both places on the
ticket given to the West-caused me to hope to
carry Georgia.
At the time my speech of acceptance made,
my home State with me. A grander politi-
cal meeting has seldom been held than that which
opened. the campaign at the Ponce de Leon
Springs.
But there had been no deal between me and
Joe Brown; and when Yancey Carter was duped
by Hoke Smith, into running for Governor, some
of Browns managers became unnecessarily
frightened; and these kept naggng at Brown
til he said, Bryan
That was the end of Hokes interest in Carter.
AS pawn, he had been played; and as a quid
that has been exhausted, he thrown away A
more thoroughly characteristic thing
done by the who did it.
When Brown said, Bryan my following of
Brown men disappeared; and my campaign came
to its rainy day fasco
Had | been able to carry Georgia, the result
would have electrified the nation. 1t would have
put the politicians notice, that the South
no longer thing.
Sure things never count, in the calculations Of
those who make states and platforms. The un-
certain quantities the ones that receive the
, profound attention of party leaders AS long
the South is certain to go Democratic long
she is obliged to vote for the Democratic ticket,
whether she wishes to do not she will
tinue to be the footmat on which other sections
wipe their feet.
This situation may suit the Bill Towards; but
it is a source of modification to those who re-
member how different was the South's proud po-
sition before the Civil War.
She wasn't then the unloseable asset of either
political party. For her imperial favors Whig
and Democrat had to contend. She wasn't slave:
she was the unhampered belle for whose free hand
the rival suitors paid their court.
1t my aspiration, my passionate desire to
do something toward the restoration of her ante
bellum glOries. My efforts have been so obvious
ly unselfsh, my purpose often stated, that
had supposed myself better understood.
Could not have abandoned my principles, and
remained in Congress-as Livingston and others
did? Does any one doubt that, by returning to
the Democratic party, the Senatorship would have
been mine, two years ago? Could I not go back
to Congress from this District, right now by sub
uniting my to the Democratic primary?
Certainly | could No knows it better than
the gentleman who represents it.
All the rancor which Bill Howard attributes to
me is imaginary. | am so ineXpressibly happy in
my literary and editorial work that all the ami
mosties Of the old-time political strife are we'll
nigh forgotten. The healed wounds hurt no more.
Bill Howard conjures up Ephriam White,
Doyle, negro delegates, and color line speeches.
These will not you, Bill. The people can
censure me for everything which you resurrect,
without seeing that my record entities you to an
other chance to save Cannonism from overthrow.
The people may be convinced that Watson is
evil bird, without coming to the conclusion that
you ought to have another opportunity to win the
gratitude of the Republican administration as it's
savior.
Away with your sophistry about the Rules
Bill. Cannon understands those rules doesn't
he? Old Joe knows what your desertion
worth, doesn't he? Last November he told his
Kansas City audience that it would have been
impossible for the Republicans in Congress to
have redeemed the very first pledge in their
tiona1 platform had not twenty-three Democrats
come over and voted with him the rules. He