The Topeka state journal. [volume] (Topeka, Kansas) 1892-1980, 1910-08-30

| humanity. The homestead law which
makes the humb1est home. the sweet
est and safest haven on earth, is the
chief of our Jewels. 1t was in Kansas the
wife first emerged from the shadow of
her husband and cast one of her own.
1t was here for the first time IN all
ChristendOm, the wife was made the
heir of her spouse and his partner ana
| equal in the marital relation. We have
given woman a partial suffrage ana
whenever the mass of them shau per-
| sistently and in earnest demand 1t IN
its entirety, she shall not be denieo.
1t has a great army in the field ar
rayed against nliteracy. Kansas is the
| satrapy OF the school mistress; every
| highway marks her footprints to the
school house that graces each sWarded
summit: she is the angel of the home.
1t has set the standard of sobriety on
/ the very crest of the law. 1t has
| turned back into the hands of the peo-
pie the right to name their representa-
tives without Intervention. 1t has gone
the limit to guarantee the savings
| In our banks. 1t has embodied in It's
! book of statutes the most humane. the
| most advanced, the most enlightened
and magnificent laws or any country
or any time.
| No wonder with such a spirit, in the
people of Kansas. that we emphasize
kansas as the far vanguard in gov
eminent Of the people. by the peopae
and for the people. No wonder that
/ empire trod swiftly on the heeis OF
struggle: that cities were built ana IL
lumined homes drove the mldnignt
from the state: No wonder tne ou, UNI,
of Kansas l1arvests. Prophecy threw
away the lit lamp of Aladdin and hur-
ried its pace to the quicker step OF
reality. Cattle browse belly oeep IN
clover; orchard lanes saunter uD the
long slopes to the everlasting nils; al
1 falfa uurolls its carpets that touch the
4 feet, tufted and rich, as though they
/ were the velvets of Paradise. STACKS
of grain give volume OF abundance
I that SATISFIES the eye. and corn shakes
4 its lord1y tassels in triumph to an
/ August sun: great woods frame our
landscapes; hurricanes, bl1zzards ana
drouths are only memory ;,rr Our
singing as they go to the Gulf the sea-
SON through: our bins and banks are
i full. 1t has on the tax roll two and
} three-quarters billions of dollars. 1t
has no rnendieants, illiterates nor mil
4 lionaires. 1t has given our sons to
found another state. and other states
have drawn on us for governors, SEN
ators. Judges and for their UNIVERSE
ties. The earth has given us weait lf
salt, coal, zinc, lead, oil, gas ana what
not else beside?
When the autumn moons begin to
full when a touch of new mown nay
or alfalfa spices the breeze and the
song of harvest freights the palpltat-
ing air, all the argosies we have sent
i to sea, turn their Drows to port ana
II safe anchor behind the harbor bar.
! We are happy and know that we are
happy and we are philosophers
enough to keep that knowledge sweet
, !, and fresh and never let 1t grow stare
! or Improbable.
t 10 90 hack to Bunker Hill or Plymouth
Rock; if they halt their feet. there
F, thew will find a spot for shrine. The
: Blue: the Neosha, the Marmaton, the
Wakarusa and the murmuring Marals
des Cygnes meander and lo1ter ano
? wind their way through meadow and
+ wood and field. and every rood OF SOIL
every bank and stream is lllustrlous
and sacred: where the brooks CLEAN
3 where the grain ripens, where the or
chards cluster the swelling fruit, where
: fhe trees green, are hallowed spots OF
!. struggle, sacrifice and death. of those
4; who came here and fought to extenc
T the boundaries of free SOIL, Tree speech
: and free men. - =.
The Marais des Cygnes. 80
: Oh. Marias des Cygnes, thy banks ar
r And opuient their store:
n But once thy flood ran red with blood
n Drenched with a freeman's. gore:
1 | Teiay there comes no beat of drums,
h Mno arpee ekiEe vain Bears fruit and grain
The gift Of richest sod,
= And earth and air, beyond compare CON
n oh Marias des Cygnes, thy silver sheen
Sweep over to the sea,
ana floating Biz high c in ypPPe ei sky
t Here are the graves of valorous mel
E whose ashes speak ;k OIL nlgn on eauenspv
a free lance, who for years strobe hi
| horse and kept unscabbarded nj
sword in defense of our free soil. ant
who eyed death as the mother doe
~ siee11ing babe. his bones mingl
With the soil of neighboring count,
Picture of John Brown.
This address is meant for Johl
Brown and all his fellows IN tnat strog
gle. it includes the many thousand
of Kansas soldiers who fought for tn
Union in the war of the Great Hepei
lion. I know some little of their grea
10 services. How the bugles Prev alol ~
q our valleys dying without an ecno o.
q our vast and uninhabited plateaus
sumnoning to battle before the roo
tree stopped the fall of dew or tn
plow had marked its tangent in tn
unfurrowed grass. 1 can remempe
the swarth Immigrant who laid hi
bundle down upon our threshold an
was given a musket and turned TO FAC
the field of battle; his first bite was
cartridge although he had crossed a.
ocean for bread. his first act of 10y
altv TO his adopted nation was to dy
y his naturalization papers WITH ms oW
y blood. Loyalty could not help but
II contagious in Kansas. John Brow
y was the spirit and leader of the FIRE
le state movement in the field. He be
g lieved, in his own way; IN ms 1e 1;a
d for it on the gallows tree. Rugged a
y a ar rocky cliff, his square jaw set agains
h wrong, stubborn for the right. Owe
y, a long journey with his six sons an
e, son-in-law, all his worldly good
N eto1yad in a wagon. he came to Osa
le Weton1te on october 9Th. 1855. I
le June. 1855, at the head of a free stat
ie force, he had his first set.to In actus
tt battla at Black Jack with the pro
lie sisyero uarauders On August 81
or 1 i lust fifty-four years ago toda.
n on this very spot, the anniversary 9
se which we now celebrate, he fought tn
le Tatt1a of nsaMatomie. at which his SO