The daily Gate City. [volume] (Keokuk, Iowa) 1855-1916, 1912-07-03
Baltimore Convention is Now But Weary Mem
ory and Delegates Have Gone Home to
Catch Up on Lost Sleep.
BRYAN WILL STUMP THE ENTIRE COUNTRY
Young Democrats Broke Up Perfect Political
Machine and Sent the Houn Dawg YeIp-
ing Into the Tall Grass

usual resolutions. It was long past
midnight when 1t resumed its labors.
The roll was proceeding slowly. The
vast auditorium was still jammed with
people. The galleries had been listen
ing In amusement to the efforts cf ora.
tors to pay eloquent tribute to the
men they were placing in nomination
for the vice presidency.
! crowd Half Asleep.
The heat and the lateness of the
hour had had its effect. and fifty per
lcent of the crowd was lazily lolling
back in chairs, hoping for something
to enliven the lnonotony. The reading
clerk finally reached the District OF
Columbia next to the last on the list.
He had to call twice Finally the fig
ure OF a fat man climbed on chair.
He was wet with perspiration. His
collar was a rag and his general ap-
pearance one of complete physical
exhaustion. There was a general
laugh from the gallery, and the rep.
resentatiye of the district in voice
that penetrated to every part Of the
lbig armory began,
Mr. Chairman: We have nominal
4 ed for the head Of this ticket a mar
whom everyone admits is progressive
4 We believe that his success Is assur
Led, But to make assurance doubly
sure, now nominate as our candidate
/ for the vice presidency Of the United
4 States the most progressive of all
Americans, the man who personally
has created these policies, which mean
the placing of this nation Of ours on
Irecord as insisting on the absolute
right OF the people to rule, the great
est of all living Americans--the Hon
i William Jennings Bryan Of Nebraska :
4 There was a pause that seemed to
last ten minutes. 1t actually lasted
ten seconds and then came the wild
4 est most hysterical outburst of cheer
ing that has marked the convention
From the delegates themselves, from
/ the galleries and from the dim re
cesses of the great dust-filled building
There went up roar that seemed like
the whistle of a thousand locomotives
merged into one.
4 Down in the very front in the sea-
set apart, for him by the Nebraska
| delegation, Bryan was sitting. Mo
tionless he remained, the palm lea
fan clenched in his hand, his hair dis
4 heveled; his face ashen white Bu
as the cheering continued, and increas
} ed In volume red blush mantled the
Commoner's face and head.
"Bryan! We Want Bryant"
Bryan! We want Bryan" the re
!. frain echoed and re-echoed from one
4 section Of the hall to the other, which
/ reverberated back from the ceilings
until it was deafening.
At last Bryan climbed on his chair
Platform! Platform" the refrair
went up, and in obedience to the cry
Bryan slowly mounted to the same
spot where few days ago he had de
nounced to their faces Murphy, Ryar
!, and Belmont.
) Dl ydii diu uOt Spcdh ticilS, puU SFci.
word he uttered will ever be remem
bered by those who heard it. H,
spoke in voice that at times tremblet
with emotion at regret that the per
sonal enmities he had engenderet
during the sixteen years he had beef
Heading democracy, made 1t for hin
!, to relinquish the leadership into othe
hands.
}, "He who fights must bear scars,
! he shouted In voice that again gal
vanized the galleries and floor int,
! life. ''And any regret that ma.
have, is wiped out by the realization
!, THAT can fight in the coming campaign
! as I have never fought before. Abl
: Ito show that there is no selfish inter
! est actuating my course, hope tt
, ,ldemonstrate to the people Of thu
! country that the party we love so vel
! lis in reality the party of progress. =
Ended With a Whoop.
! Bryan retired to his seat amids
n tumultuous applause, and the roll cal
!. on the nomination of the vice presi
! dent began. The first ballot showed
: the Marshall lead. Then came an at