Watson's weekly Jeffersonian. (Atlanta, Ga.) 1907-1907, September 26, 1907, Page PAGE NINE, Image 9

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text, and this request has been granted. The new and revised edition will be out soon, and all orders will be promptly filled. * * H Gobemor Smith 9 s Interbielv. I am confident that no one who will read Governor Smith’s Interview, which appears in another column, will find fault with it. The Governor spoke some time ago, when there was a money stringency which was be ing severely felt. He distinctly stated that while the Georgia crop would be large, if not injured by the hot, dry winds, the cotton crop, as a whole, would be short, and that the farmers ought to receive the highest price they had ever received for their cotton. Efforts were being made to get the money necessary to the moving of the crops, and Gov ernor Smith’s purpose was to make it easier for Southern business men to get the money, from the financial centres, by showing that in a short while Georgia would have a large amount of cotton available. •tun "Sabe In His Ohm Country.” The Hon. John Lawson Burnett of Gadsden, Ala., has for several terms represented the Seventh District in Congress. He is a Dem ocrat. The month of August, 1907, found Mr. Bur nett traveling in Europe. From London, Eng land, under date of August 20, the Alabama Congressman wrote a letter to the Editor of the Gadsden Daily Times-News. After telling of Hamburg, Bremen, Rotter dam, The Hague, and Antwerp, Mr. Burnett proceeds as follows: “From Antwerp we went to Brussels, the beautiful capital of Belgium, where we stayed a couple of days. Near here, the battle of Waterloo, which sealed the destiny of Napo leon, was fought. This brings up another school boy speech that I used to recite: “ ‘There was a sound of revelry by night, And Belgium’s capital was gathered there,’ etc. “This was the ball which was going on at Brussels when the battle began which sent Napoleon an exile to St. Helena, and changed the whole history of Europe. We visited the celebrated battle-field. A magnificent harvest of wheat was being gathered in the very fields which were watered by the best blood of Eu rope. The English have erected an immense monument there, capped by a large figure of, the British lion. This is ascended by 226 steps. You know lam fat and short winded, and I started up, having no idea of going to the top. But the scene was so inspiring, and the air so exhilarating that I kept on till I got to the top. As I stood there and gazed over the ground which once resounded to the tramp of the greatest armies that Europe ever saw, I could but join in the question asked by Tom Watson of Georgia, ‘What would have hap pened if Napoleon had won?’ “By the way, that reminds me that I went into a book store in Paris the other day, and asked for the best history of Napoleon which they had in English, and they handed me Tom Watson’s. I was rather proud of this com pliment to our distinguished southern author, for, although I do not agree with Mr. Watson in some things, I regard him as one of the best writers in America. But this is another digression. I picked up a few gravels from Waterloo because I had just received a letter from a young lady in my district, asking me to bring her a pebble from the ocean or some other little souvenir of my trip to Europe. So I thought she might appreciate one of these. “From Brussels we went to Paris, the most immoral city in the world. Here I will leave you till next week. Your friend, “JOHN L. BURNETT ” When Mr f JMatson was in Chillicothe in WATs6n’S WEEKLY JEFFERSONIAN. . J,,* •. . . • . 1 • ■ 1904, a lay Delegate to the Baptist Convention, which was in session there (Mr. Stephens of Columbia, Mo.) related to Mr. Watson prac tically the same incident as happening to him, in 1904, that Mr. Burnett relates to the Gads den paper as happening to him in 1907. So it would appear that for three years at least Brentano’s has been handing out, in Paris, the Watson Napoleon as the best. When it is remembered that Brentano’s is one of the great international book houses with establishments in New York, London and Paris, the fact that it hands out the Watson Napoleon when the customer asks for “the best,” is sufficient to remind one of a certain passage in Scripture. x * * It Unjust to Mr. Bryan. The great Western Editor, Henry Watter son, continues to bemoan the carryings on of certain Democratic brethren who do not see things as he sees them. For instance: “That a wild reaction should transfer this party aften ten years of groveling adulation of Mr. Cleveland and inevitable misadventure under his leadership to ten years of equally groveling adulation of Mr. Bryan and as ine vitable misadventure under his leadership, would seem to be little short of a destiny; and yet, during these twenty years, because the Courier-Journal steadfastly refused to join in either adulation, but pointed out, as occasion required, the faulty leadership which was from time to time bringing discredit and ruin upon the party—in each instance the result vindicating its sincerity and its prescience—the Cleveland zealots and the Bryan zealots as cribed to it every manner of unworthy mo tive, and denounced it as a traitor to Democ racy. “How queer all this seems! How inexplica ble ! Nothing could be more transparent than the crafty selfishness of Mr. Cleveland’s char acter and proceeding, and nothing more ob vious than Mr. Bryan’s character and proceed ing; each of them working relentlessly his in terest and his will upon the party, giving noth ing and getting everything; the first, two terms in the White House, to leave the party almost in total shipwreck, the second, his own en richment directly out of his candidacy and his leadership, neither willing to make the smallest sacrifice of self for the common good; is it not wonderful ?” < Os course, it is wonderful, Marse Henry. But there is one thing you overlook. After Cleveland had allowed Gorman bf Maryland to turn the Wilson Tariff bill into a Sugar Trust, Oil Trust and Steel Trust Par adise, there wasn’t any Democratic party left, to speak of. Bryan couldn’t hurt it, because it was as dead as a door nail. Speaker Crisp and others realized this. Bryan himself re alized it. Before he left Washington, at the close of his second Congressional term, Mr. Bryan de clared his intention of going home, and leading a new political movement. He did not commit himself to the Populist Party, but he did that the Democratic Party was doomed, and that he intended to start a new movement in the West. To keep Bryan in the party ranks, and to head the Populists off, Mr. Crisp and a few others conceived the plan of having the Presi dential nomination given to the brilliant young Nebraskan, first by the Democrats and then by the Populists. The plan succeeded, and Bryan scooped the Populists. Instead of doing the Democratic Party any damage, Mr. Bryan carried into it at least 1,500,000 Populist voters. In other words, the Democratic party owes to Mr. Bry an the revitalizing of the organization which Cleveland had wrecked, and the destruction of the People’s party which was a menace to the organized Democracy. However much cause of complaint the re formers may have against Bryan, the organiz ed Democracy has none. In 1896, he lent his powerful aid to the deep laid scheme which disrupted the Populist party and in 1904, he surrendered the convictions of eight years as a sacrifice to “Party Regularity.” No, indeed, Bryan isn’t a bad Democrat; he’s a good one. Before Parker was stamped at St. Louis, Bryan hired halls to tell how unfit Parker was: after Parker was stamped at St. Louis, Bryan chartered a train to rush through the country to tell how fit Parker was. That kind of Democrat isn’t a bad Demo crat; he’s a good one. He swears by the stamp. What more do you want? * n Nolo Look Here! Certain parties have shown a disposition to impose upon the old man, on this 50c business, and his dander is getting up. Enough of a thing, is enough. During the dull summer months when money was scarce, the old man put on aSO cent rate—but he plain-, ly stated that this special rate would cease with August. In spite of this, however, certain parties have continued to take out half the money they get on subscriptions. Some have even taken out half of the $2.00 combination offer, when the old man had said that the agent could only claim cents on that $2.00 offer. Now, there is reason in all things and there is no sense in working one’s self to death and rushing into bankruptcy besides. Every man of common intelligence knows that a paper like The Jeffersonian cannot be published for one cent a copy. As to giving, the Magazine and the paper both for SI.OO, as some of our agents think we ought—that’s mere tomfoolery. They know it can’t be done! Now, look here!—this paper has fixed its price, not with an eye to profit, but with the intention of making a living. Mr. Watson doesn’t want a cent for the work he is doing, and never expects a dollar for it--but he does not think the people for whom he is working want him to lose his money as well as his labor. Those newspapers which have no special contract with us, and which cannot send us 75c as per our regular clubbing rate, are re quested to cut out the Jeffersonian from their list. • Those agents and club-raisers who cannot work with us on the terms published by us, are requested to quit. Those friends and comrades who are so un reasonable as to think that Mr. Watson should work for nothing and lose thousands of dol lars, besides, are not the friends and comrades he cares to have. •e H r ET TU, BRUTE! Tom Watson has ever been the Macon Telegraph’s pet aversion. Since Tom Watson has been in the limelight as an advocate of reform The Telegraph has never found greater pleasure than when it could give him a whack. And many whacks it has given him, all of them hard ones, some of them cruel, and not all of them above the belt. Nothing that Tom Watson did ever met The Tel egraph’s approval. Everything that he did was promptly condemned. Hence it is bound to attract attention when suddenly our dear contemporary tracks right after Mr. Watson, steps precisely in the footprints he has made, and feels called to condemn what he condemned fifteen years ago, and almost in his identical words. It will be remembered that when Mr. Watson served in congress he found occasion to condemn the extravagance of the senators. An indulgent gov ernment allowed them an expense account, a privi- on Page Twelve.) PAGE NINE