The public ledger. [volume] (Maysville, Ky.) 1913-1968, 1918-11-29

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to make the world safe for democracy.
With no desire for annexation and no
lust for indemnity he led a free and
willing people into a new Gethsemane
OF agony for the redemption Of the
world and like one of old who trans
lated the murmurs of the Bgean into
a prayer for help he is now proceeding
across the deep to sit in Council with
representatives that democracy may
be made safe for the world. Ambassa-
dor of peace and good will, all hail
and bon voyage to the ship new conse-
Grated to the high purpose of milit-
ant pacifism. Nations as we'll as men
must go through four fold process
to their destiny. They must be made
and lifted and saved and moved. When
the pilgrim fathers sailed from Eng
land by way of Holland in quest of
freedom and came at last to Plymouth
Rock to whose shrine at this hour TO-
600 900 homes are making pilgrimages
of grateful thought, this great nation
was potentially made. When in times
of oppression under bondage to that
German King of England George I'LL,
Washington led the colonial armies and
wrested from tyrany the right to lib
berty and the pursuit of happiness
this nation was lifted to the plane of
autonomy and power. When the
whelming storm of civil strife broke
upon the nation, and the chivalrous
sword of Lee crossed with the no less
chivalrous sword of Grant it was that
swarthy faced, sad visaged man of des-
tiny upon whose troubled brows ],
Wilkes Booth murderously placed the
crown of immortality that saved him
self and us from the valley and shad
ow of national death. In my veins is
the blood that first flowed under the
palpitent heart of southern mother In
the warp and wool of my being the
traditions and the glory of Dixie are
as fresh as the morning and as fra
grant as a garden of roses. In I'M
blushing pride press to my heart the
withered flowers of a persisted hope
and ask no greater boon than that
while looking back to vanished morn
ing l may be permitted to weave an
unfading chaDlet of memory and af
lection for Abraham Lincoln whose
words ring like music upon the ear
and whose life rises like the tabled
phenix from the fires of fratricidal
strife, the pride of our glory and the
ornament of the world.
This made and lifted and saved ma
ton needed to be moved. 1t was
moved appreciably when that gentle
martyr William Mckinley called it's
manhood to the relief of Cuba, welter-
ing in the cradle of the deep hard by
our shores under the stroke and
weight of centuries of Spanish rule.
When the guns that Numbered over
Manilla's foam threw into our lap the
Philippines we paid $2O,OOO,0O to our
conquered foe because we were the
sons of freedom and the sires Of two
millions of braves now "over there.
But it remained the task of a peda-
gogue, our pedagogue and the peda-
gogue of the world, to move this ma
ton up to the peaks of light. God
moves in a mysterious way his Won
ders to perform. He plants his foot
steps in the sea and rides upon the
storm. With the ease and directness
of a prophet the president accomplish
ed his task. What furrow in the fall
low ground of the world has not re-
sponded to his turning OF the glebe?
From the almost Galilean simplicity of
Presbyterian mause he marched
through academic halls wearing their
honors, through the coveted corridors
of a gubernatorial mansion he walk
ed, welding their prerogatives. On to
the high seats of the mighty he silent
ly made his way till the historic
grandeur of the White House re-
sponded to his touch. On, still on, be
footed the heights and planted himself
on crags of light in the clear clean
air of boundless sky where the glory
of the Prince of Peace in unmediated
splendor pours around him. The hon
or that he seeks, the glory that he
Graves, is not the purple of royalty nor
the plaudits of the world, but the well