Through the great campaign : with Hastings and his spellbinders . n the main street in BeUefonte. Do you see that young fellow over yonder ?said the ex-Governor to his companion, indi-cating the direction with a nod of his head. Thegentleman by his side glanced across the streetand saw a tall, well-built young man, with floridface and upright carriage, marching along, hisarm linked in that of a little old lady plainlydressed in black. Her features bore the impress ofthe cares and anxieties with which a mothersheart, through long years, had been was evident, from the respect which
Through the great campaign : with Hastings and his spellbinders . n the main street in BeUefonte. Do you see that young fellow over yonder ?said the ex-Governor to his companion, indi-cating the direction with a nod of his head. Thegentleman by his side glanced across the streetand saw a tall, well-built young man, with floridface and upright carriage, marching along, hisarm linked in that of a little old lady plainlydressed in black. Her features bore the impress ofthe cares and anxieties with which a mothersheart, through long years, had been was evident, from the respect which the youngman showed toward the little old woman, that shewas his mother. Well, what about him ? was the inquiry. Nothing in particular, continued the ex-Governor dryly, except this, that you want tokeep your eye on him. I have known him onlya short time, but any man who loves his mother ashe does is bound to make his mark in religion orpolitics. I dont know which it will be in hiscase. Whats his name? Dan Hastings. 5 tt ^5 JJ[7\H j-f?^5TiHG5. THIS MAN OU people who pride yourselves on beingself-made American citizens, who glory inthe advantages by which you have beenenabled to elevate yourselves to the plane ofsovereigns, ought to see the farm onwhich this man Hastings, who heads theRepublican ticket, was raised. Ive seenit. Its away up 3^onder among the moun-tains of Clinton Count3% and it seemsto me that you couldnt raise anything on it butGolden Rod and slate pencils. It w^as the eloquent Orlady who swept a vajstand s^anpathetic audience into an uproar ofapplause at this recital of the humble beginningof Daniel Hartman Hastings. This farmers boy, with the sturd} blood of aScotch-Irish ancCvStry in his veins, has filled alarger measure of life in the forty-five years of hisexistence than comes to the lot of most men inan}^ career. Born February 26, 1849, in ClintonCounty, he received a common school education, became a school teacher, then school
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