The Yukon Sun. (Yukon, Okla.), Vol. 16, No. 29, Ed. 1 Friday, July 17, 1908 Page: 7 of 8
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closed with a resolution In respect of
the memory of the late Grover Cleve-
Stirring* Scenes at the Denver Con=
The Cig Gathering Will Go Down Into History as i
ord-Breaker for Enthusiasm The Interesting
Incidents and Side Lights.
By A. U. MAYFIELD.
HOW THE STATES VOTED.
Dryan. son. Gray.
Connecticut ... 9 5
Delaware .. 6
Georgia 4 2 20
Maine 10 1
Maryland 7 0
Mississippi .... 20
Nebraska 15 .. •.
New Hampshire. 7 1
New Jersey . . 24
New York 78
North Carolina. 24
North Dakota... 8 .. ..
Oklahoma 18 ..
Pennsylvania . . 49'/£ 3 9/
Rhode Island 5 3
South Carolina. 18
South Dakota... 8
Tennessee 24 ..
Washington .... 10
West Virginia.. 14
Wisconsin 26 .. ..
Dis. cf Columbia 6
New Mexico ... 6
Porto Rico 6
Totals 892', ~ 43 59'/2
Convention Hall, Denver.—"I obey
the command of my state and the
mandate of the Democracy of the ni
tion, when I offer the name of Amer-
ica's greatest commoner. Nebraska's
gifted son. William .Tannings Bryan
It was an eloquent climax In he nom-
ination speech by Igtatlus J. Dunn,
and although the m:'-% of people hj t
expected it for houit And hours, it
came like a flash of lightning on fha
azure skies, and the thunder of ap-
plause was the unmistakable sanction.
For over an hour the cheers. ,h-i cries
and yells were incessant. If the out-
burst of the previous day had b?en
Indescribable, this one was unthink-
It was a Bryan convention from
start to finish; no other human being
could have filled the bill. j)7. 1shn-
son's name was presented, but it
would not take.
Ho was a good man, but the people
wanted Bryan, and Bryan they would
have, and did have.
There was never another convention
m the world like this one. All others
were tame affairs in comparison. Great
men from Europe had come to see it.
They marveled. They were astound-
ed. They cheered, they sang, they
wept with emotional enthusiasm as
did the loyal thousands. It was
mighty to bohold. American to the
core, and the cheers were heard
around the world.
The selection of John W. Kern of
Indiana, Bryan's running mate, was
more commonplace in comparison, al-
though it showed the lung power
and the enthusiasm of the convention
had not exhausted.
As I write the story here, crowds
in upon my mind myriads of
incidents that ordinarily would be
worth reading, but so paramount
is the impression made by the un-
precedented exhibition of relenting
enthusiasm that mere incidents appear
insignificant. It was what might best
of all success be called a howling suc-
cess. The cohorts came to name a
man. and they named him. They
came with tributes to a twice defeated
candidate, and they placed them at
his feet. They crowned him with lau-
rels, and if the leaven which was
stirred into a riot of fermentation
in Denver loses not its savor, there
will be something doing next Novem-
ber. Bryan was selected by acclama-
tion after a few rounds of strong sup-
port for Johnson. Kern met hard op-
position in Towne of New York, John
Mitchell of Illinois and other candi-
dates; but by Towne's own act he
threw the support that was standing
by him over to Kern, and the conven-
tion was at an end.
A Sea of Surging Humanity.
Like the great waves of the restless
ocean, now dashing against the rocks
and shoals of the shore; now reflux-
ing in subdued tides; now roaring and
surging in the strong winds of a
mighty storm, rocked and pulsated
with human animation, sat the great
sea of humanity in Convention hall at
the opening of the conventon. Voices
of 20,000 souls buzzed and hummed
and groaned. It was a spectacle,
fraught with enthusiasm and expec-
tancy, that one would long remember.
They were waiting—those thousands
of joyous, yet sanguine spectators—
waiting to hear the gavel fall upon
the marble slab at the chairman's
And then at last it came—rap. rap,
rap—but no heed was given. The
chairman of the national committee,
stern and determined in features, held
aloft his hands and would have quiet-
ude But none came. The band in
'the balcony struck up a tune, but the
humming and buzzing of voices ceased
not. The tension of anticipation of
what would or would not happen was
too tightly drawn, and the mainspring
that impelled the human tongue to
wag was not yet run down.
Thus it was for nearly an hour—
not an obstreperous audience, wild
and hilarious, but an audience that
wan getting acquainted with itself—
busizng, humming, swaying, and good
na'ured. But it was to have its visit
out. and the time came for restoration
of order—and it was had.
The First Outburst.
Dry, statistical-like reports of a con
vention like this would be impossible.
Th?y said it was a cut-and-dried af-
fair. Maybe it was; but the man who
did the cutting apd drying knew the
contracting and expanding qualities of
tLe slices. He knew that dried apples
would swell and rice bulge and burst
when anointed with the liquid of in-
spiring waters. When the great com-
moner, in his workshop at Fairview,
quartered, sliced and laid the bits upon
the drying board he knew those quar-
ters and slices were impregnated with
the germ of enthusiasm, only waiting
the touch of a finger or the breath of
If anyone ever tells you this was a
gathering of chilly propensities, you
tell them different. Who ever heard
of a long and delirious applause fol-
lowing the solemn invocation of a man
of God on such an occasion as this!
But that is what happened here. The
good man from Wyoming, who asked
divine guidance for the men who were
here to deliberate and act upon the
surest and best means of making a
president of these United States, had
no sooner closed his lips than a burst
of applause and hearty "Amens" came
from every section of the auditorium.
Theodore Bell Sounds Keynote.
When Temporary Chairman Theo-
dore Bell of California took the reins
of the convention in his hands he soon
came to the realization that he was
not pulling the ribbons over any tame
steed. He smiled and looked solemn
in quick succession. His speech was
the keynote of the campaign that is to
come. Of this speech Col. Bob Taylor
of Tennessee said:
"It. was the grandest portrayal of
Demorcratic principles I ever heard."
Rap after rap was handed the presi-
dent, and then he said: "The people
built the White House and elected one
man at a time. Under the law no man
can transfer his personal property."
Ho went after the tariff with hammer
and claws. "The tariff must not be
made the accomplice of the great mo-
nopolies in robbing the American peo-
ple," he said, and the audience said
amen. He said the Republicans had
piomised many things that they had
f rgotten after the votes were counted.
They had promised the election of
United States senators by direct vote
o? the people, but that "the long dis-
tance between the ballot box and the
senate gave the promised relief too
long a time to dally with the cor-
porate powers," and it was reduced to
a phantom when it reached the White
House. Hell wanted an exclusion act
that "would not only keep the China-
men out, but one that would exclude
other Asiatic immigrants."
He closed amid a storm of applause.
A Little One Grown Up.
So far the convention had not
shown any material difference from
the ordinary country convention, ex
cept that it was grown up. Enthusi-
asm was always on tap; but even that
is found in the back districts where
the road supervisor is to be named.
There was the routine of business—
the appointing of committees, the
drafting of resolutions, the settling
of contests, the lobbying and the but-
tonholing—just like you see in your
little home conventions; but it was
all good-naturedly. The first day
The Second Day.
So far as Colorado was concerned,
she had ordered a perfect day. There
was not a cloud in the sky, and the
snow-capped peaks of the eternal
Rockies glared in the distance. But
they always glare, for every day in
Colorado Is a day of sunshine. How
different, too, was the atmosphere
from that dished up by the weather
man when the Republican convention
was on at Chicago. In Denver there
was no waving of fans. No coats
were removed—no perspiration rolled
down the face of the fat delegate from
New Jersey—all was cool and invigor-
Possibly this mile-high atmosphere
had something to do with the endur-
ance and yelling power of the lungs
that were to be tested later in the
day. The convention opened with
prayer—it closed with a whoop. The
parson thanked the good Lord for "the
best type of citizenship the world has
ever known," and the ball was on its
way. It was coming, first slowly, now
bounding in spontaneous leaps of en-
thusiasm, and again in smothered
rumblings. There was a cloud, "not
larger than a man's hand," hovering
over Convention hall. Of this I will
tell you later.
The Associated Rose Marching club,
of Milwaukee, entered the hall, led
by a band. They played "Dixie," and
the crowd roared. Dixie always
brought the house down. Now and
then the Volunteers of Nebraska
would raise their banner, bearing Bry-
an's portrait, and there was applause.
Then came the dry routine again.
Chairman Bell must be a humorist.
When things got too quiet he inter
rupted the proceedings by reading a
fake telegram which stated that John
F. Whaleu, secretary of the state of
New York, was wanted at the long
distance telephone by Gov. Hughes.
This enlivened things. Another no-
tice was read. It said:
"Lost—The delegation from Michi-
gan has lost its Bible." This was the
first intimation anyone had that Mich-
igan had a Bible, and the convention
smiled out loud.
There was a lull. People seemed to
be waiting, breathlessly, for some-
thing to turn up. A calm always pre-
cedes a storm. It was calm—painful-
ly so. They were waiting for the com-
mittee on credentials to report. Many
had gone to the convention hall with-
out their luncheon. They were hungry
and restless. It was the first sign of
dullness, and no one knew why. Then
camo a cry for "speeches!"
"speeches!" That was what was
Someone wanted to hear Senr.tor
Towne of New York, but he was not
to be found. Kentucky then wanted
to adjourn until night. The vote was
put, but there were too many "noes."
And they waited—that vast audience
did, not knowing what would happen
next. The steam chest of enthusiasm
was filling up and something must
happen to let out the steam. It hap-
pened, and from the most unexpected
source. Among other prominent
speakers asked to "talk a little" while
1he committee was making ready, was
Senator Thomas P. Gore, the blind
senator from Oklahoma. He pressed
the button at an unexpected time, but
the current of enthusiasm that went
through that great auditorium was
electrified a thousandfold as the weary
hands of the clock ticked on. He had
not spoken a dozen sentences until his
voise had reached a pitch of eloquence.
With his hands extended heavenward,
and his sightless eyes apparently
sweeping the sea of upturned faces,
he dramatically declared:
A Wonderful Demonstration.
"Taft waged war against our con-
stitution, and asked us to give up our
right to liberty and self-government.
But the greatest apostle of human lib-
erty advised us to accept it, and by a
majority of over 100,000 Oklahoma
rejected the advice of Taft and ac-
cepted the advice of Bryan!"
It was enough.
The pent up sentiment of the wait-
ing audience had burst from its bonds.
The storm cloud that had been gath-
ering was upon the multitude. Like
the rush of many waters came the
torrent of applause. It was spontane-
ous, mighty and unceasing!
Before the storm-burst the humming
and the buzzing of the opening session
paled into insignificance. This was
a powerful tumult that shook the very
walls of the auditorium, and echoed
and re-echoed blocks away.
The name of the great o«aaiM>B*r
had been mentioned.
At first the applause wu ordinary.
Then it grew in proportions and
strength. The flood gates of enthusi-
asm had been crushed to earth and
the roar of voices, the hammering
upon seats, the waving of flags and
the tossing of hats and coats in the
air added to the most clamorous, deliri-
ous demonstration this world ktu ever
seen or heard.
It was inspiring!
It was dramatic!
It was pathetic!
A man—a man without the sight of
eyes—had pressed the button.
He came from the youngest state in
the union. He was proud that his coo-
ing state had been given a place with
the grown-ups at the first table. He
rejoiced that the advice of Bryan had
been taken. There he stood, calm,
The mighty enthusiasm went on. It
was growing into screams! Men and
women were climbing upon their seats
and crying aloud with approval. Half
an hour had passed. There was no
Directly opposite the chairman's
stand hung the enlarged portrait of
Grover Cleveland. About the gilt
frame crape was resting softly. In
that silent face there seemed to be
animation. It looked down upon the
seething mass of wild humanity, and
seemed to say:
"What manner of man is this?"
It was impressive! It was grand!
It was solemn! It was strange!
The cheering continued.
"What manner of man is this?"
There must have been something akin
to supernatural in the mention of the
name—Bryan. No one could stay the
storm, and no one tried.
For one hour and 28 minutes there
was no abate. The bands played
everything from "Dixie" to "Auld Lang
Syne," and the chairman made no in-
terference. He had no show. One
could hardly imagino human beings
raising such a rumpus. But it was
American—it was Democracy turned
When quiet camo there was no re
monstrance to the motion to adjourn,
and it was so.
PROOF FOR TWO CENT9.
If You Suffer with Your Kidneys and
Back, Write to This Man.
fi. W. Wlnney, Medina, N. Y.. in-
fites kidney sufferers to write to hlu.
To all who enclose
postage he will le-
ply, telling how
Doan's Kidney Pills
cured him after ha
li had doctored and
VI j , Jr had been in two dif-
ferent hospitals for
eighteen m on t h s ,
pain in the back,
when stooping or
lifting, languor, dizzy spells anil rheu-
matism. "llefore I used Roan's Kid-
ney Pills," says Mr. Winney, "I
weighed 143. After taking 10 or 12
boxea 1 weighed 162 and was com-
Sold by all dealers. 50 cents a box.
Foster-Milburn Co., Buffalo, N. Y.
Kveryone must have felt that a
cheerful friend is like a sunny day.
which sheds Its brightness on all
around; and most of us can. aa wa
choose, make of this world a palace or
Important to Mothers.
Examino carefully every bottle of
CASTOK1A a safe and sure remedy for
Infants and children, and see that it
In t'se For Over .'SO Years.
The Kind You Have Always Bought.
Hobson Gets a Frost.
How different from the demonstra-
tion at tho afternoon session was that
at the night session. Another man
was upon the platform.
Richmond I'. Hobson of Alabama—h
of Spanish bravery and kissing popu.
larity—was invited to the rostrum.
Hobson had some good ideas but he
was too long in getting to them. Ha
predicted war with Japan, and his
prediction was met with vigorous dis-
approval. He wanted to talk about a
better navy, but the altitude was too
dry for the audience to listen to it.
They were too far from water—and, In
their minds, too far from war. But
Hobson is persistent. He would not
down. The climax came when Hobson
said he had talked with President
Roosevelt a week ago and that the
president expressed his belief that the
United States would have war with
There were cries of "No," "No," all
over the convention hall. Hobson tried
to go on, but they wouldn't let him.
He lifted his clinched hands above his
.cad in defiance, but the frost was on
the convention and there was no
chance for the captain. Hisses began
buzzing over tho great hall, and not
until Chairman Bell threatened to
clear the balconies was peace restored.
Hobson soon closed. It was cruelly
pathetic. Brave, noble Hobson—hero
of a war—hissed and Insulted in his
party's convention. Maybe the audi-
ence is not to be judged. It was there
to hear of the commoner, and not of
war. It perhaps loved Hobson for the
heroic deeds ho hud done, but it didn't
want him now. Bryan was the one
man—tho one theme—and courtesy
was thrown to the winds.
NOT EVE'S FAULT THAT TIME.
Childish Realism Instilled Into Story
of Garden of Eden.
Realism rules the nursery. A cer-
tain Philadelphia matron, who hal
taken pains to inculcate Biblical
stories as well as ethical truths in hen
three children, heard, the other day,
long drawn howls of rage and grie<
filtering down from the playroom. Up
two flights she hurried, to find on th«
floor Jack and Ethel, voices uplifted.
Thomas, aged nine, sat perched upon
the table, his mouth full and his eyea
"Whatever is the matter?" asked
"Bo-o-o!" came from Ethel; "wa
were playing Garden of Eden. Bo-o-o!"
"But what is there to cry about?"
Then Jack, with furious Unger point'
Ing at Tom, ejaculated through his
tears: "God's eat the apple!"—Bohe-
Admiring Stranger—What a stun-
j ning rider! Er—do you think sha
wonld feel hurt if I should toss her a
"No, but yau might feel hurt, son
ny," replied the big stranger at bid
elbow. "That's my wife."
But there must come a time of end-
ing to all things earthly. Even Bryan
enthusiasm, aided by the sustaining
atmosphere of Colorado, could not last
en masse forever.
"Sine die," must be written at the
end of the page. Finis must appear.
The curtain must fall and the lights
must go out.
Thus ended one of the greatest gath-
erings this country has ever known.
Thus closed a convention that has in-
duced more genuine enthusiasm than
any like gathering in America.
(Copyright, by Wright A. Patterson.)
Nothing to Be Thankful For.
Elizabeth's mother did not teach her
little daughter much that she should
have learned about religion; nor did
The other day a guest said to tha
little girl: "Elizabeth, does your fa-
ther say grace at the table?"
"What grace?" returned the girl in-
"Why, thank3 for what you have to
"Oh," replied Elizabeth, now en-
lightened. "We don't have to thank'
any one for what we have—we alwayj
AUDITORIUM, DENVER, SCENE OF DEMOCRATIC CONVENTION.
Athlete Finds Better Training Food.
It was formerly the belief that to
become strong, athletes must eat
plenty of meat.
This is all out of date nqw, and
many trainers feed athletes on tha-
well-known food, Grape-Nuts, made of
wheat and barley, and cut the meat
down to a small portion once a day.
"Three years ago," writes a Mich,
man, ' having become interested in
athletics, I found I would have to stop
eating pastry and some other kinds
"I got some Grape-Nut3, and was
soon eating the food at every meal,
for I found that when I went on tha
track, I felt more lively and active.
"loiter, I began also to drink Postum
in place of coffee, and the way I
gained muscle and strength on this
diet was certainly great. On the day
of a field meet in June I weighed 124
lb3. On the opening of the football
season in Sept., I weighed 140. I at-
tribute my fine condition and good
work to tho discontinuation of im-
proper food and coffee, and the using
of Grape-Nuts and Postum, my princi-
pal diet during training season beiug
"Before I used Grape-Nuts I never
felt right in the morning—always kind
of 'out of sorts' with my stomach. But
now when I rise I feel good, and after
a breakfast largely of Grape-Nuts
with cream, and a cup of Postum, I
feel like a new man." "There's a
Name given by Postum Co., Battla
Creek, Mich. Read "The Road to
Weliville," in pkgs.
Ever read the above letter? A new
one appears from time to time. They
1 are genuine, true, and full of human
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