have to look into the eyes of the beautiful women who irrad- the house, yeomen honest, peace-loving, Scotch-Irish yeo- Henry Watterson's Plea. meda, gives battle to the foul monster that would de- fairest of this fair land. Speaking as though it were men and on the other side, gentlemen and cavaliers and his last message to the children of what he called My fathers, no less than your fathers, gave of their blood Behold, on the wings of eloquence, armed with the dread image of Maine and Kansas/'' At the opening warned them against vagaries which "would blot Ken- 106 tucky out of the galaxy of stars and recreate her in the I am conscious that this is the last opportunity I shall for this priceless heritage. They were, upon the one side of of the Blue Grass Fair at Lexington, August I2th, the Kentucky's Acropolis, his parting word before leaving dignation, a modern Perseus to the rescue of Andro- for the great unknown country, Henry Watterson gia: iate this Heavenly spot and to speak for my neighbors and oration : sword of truth, and nerved by the fire of righteous in- famous Kentucky editor and statesman concluded a myself, man to man, before a central Kentucky audience. soul-stirring address with the following beautiful per- stroy the state, deemed by its sons and daughters the