The Topeka state journal. [volume] (Topeka, Kansas) 1892-1980, 1912-10-10

| and possess sufficient intelligence to
! decide most matters on my own mi
tiative. I soon saw that Mr.. Roose-
| Velt'S nomination was an impossibili-
ty. Confidently believing in the superb
! dash of his manhood and his unqueS-
toned party loyalty and patriotism 1
was deeply disappointed and chagrined
| at his failure to succeed. However,
if I had had the slightest idea that
| Roosevelt was capable of boiling his
and fought his nomination until
hades froze over and stood on the
ice until it thawed.
Once Loved Roosevelt.
81 went to Chicago, not only as an
admirer of Roosevelt, but as one who
loved him. I had seen the Republi
can party make him governor of New
York; had seen the Republican party
make him vice president of the United
States and then president; had seen
the Republican party pamper and pet;
fOndle and spoil him for eight years,
until in 1908, it allowed him to name
his successor, thing that no great
political party ever did save once
when Andrew Jackson named his sue
cessor in 1886. I felt that Roosevelt
occupied a unique niche in the hall
of fame. And he did. In 1904
stances will 1 stand for or accept an
other nomination. When he made
this statement the benches Bonded and
the galleries galloped away with APP
plause throughout the length and
breadth of this country. In 1912
Roosevelt made the modest announce
ment, I will accept this nomination
provided it comes unsolicited after
which he moved on to Chicago and in
his room in the Congress hotel strobe
up and down the floor like the.
behemoths of old that splashed the
waters of a river and drank up the
same, believing like the bull of
Bashan, wafling for a third term.
Standing on a platform which is a
veritable omnium- gatherum of politi-
cal odds and ends, huddled together
under the Bull Moose party blanket
like household goods and barnyard
refuse after a hurricane, 1 predict
Roosevelt will go down in history po-
litically discredited, unhonored, I'M
wept and unsung. Aesop's fly
sat on the chariot wheel exclairn-
ing, Behold what a dust 1 do raise
A purple Nebuchadnezzar verify feels
himself king of this great Babylon
which he has builded and tomorrow
is a nondescript biped-quadruped on
the eve of a seven years course of
grazing.
Like a veritable weather cock
Roosevelt the last few years has shift
ed from every position which he has
taken according as he scented the
breeze of public clamor. The gyra-
lions of this political acrobat would
excite envy in the bosom of the most
homeless man that ever adorned a
dime museum or thrilled a circus
crowd.
In the Language of Job.
Although prior to the convention
in Chicago I had followed him to the
point where L could almost exclaim
with cid Job, Though he slay me,
yet will I trust I could not follow
him out of the Republican party.
When he sat about to disrupt and
destroy the party that had made him
great, [ then and there quit him cold.
The Republican party has accom-
plished too much in this nation for
me to desert it and I think it has
done too much for Mr.. Roosevelt for
him to turn on it. I think the scrip
lures are right. Mischief is abroad,
the devil has slipped his collar.
But what is the use to talk about
Roosevelt in this campaign. Taft was
good enough for Roosevelt in 1908 |
enough for me in 1912. If he was |
good enough for Roosevelt in 1908 |
he ought to be good enough for Re- |
publicans now.
Woodrow Wilson is the man Taft |
has to fight in this campaign and not |
Roosevelt. In dismissing Roosevelt I |
feel ike saying that in truth there is |
unity of parts; in falsity and error /
there is damnable diversity. There
fore let the poor man rest. Old Lu- |
dovicus Wives has a story of a clown |
that killed his ass because it had |
drunk up the moon and he thought |
the world could i'll spare that valu- |
able luminary. The clown was well /
but unwise. The ass did /
not drink up the moon but only the /
of the moon in the mud |
puddle. Let US not initiate the clown /
and slay so faithful an animal that |
has brought US thus far with safety, |
when too it may be, he was drinking /
from his own poor water pail with |
nurnaSae uo0St harmless