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is the first thing a book agent or an insurance agent does when he solicits 

 your business? He shows you a list of prominent men who have sub- 

 scribed or taken out a policy. The committee raising money to build 

 a church or feed the poor or for some public improvement, tries to get 

 the list headed by the man with the greatest influence and the largest 

 bank account. They want the biggest subscription on the top. The 

 man who advertises, if he is honest, will never say anything about the 

 volume of business he does unless it's large. So it goes, in every depart- 

 ment and in every country. Human nature is the same, everywhere, 

 and my plea tonight in the interest of the dairyman and his business, 

 and more especially in the interest of a better country and in the in- 

 terest of the boy who is undecided about staying on the farm is — Give 

 dignity to this man who is "Only a Dairyman," and popularity to his 

 business, by your endorsement, and "Do it now." Give him a place 

 among the manufacturers of the world; welcome him in the council 

 of finances; place him where he belongs in the public opinion, and the 

 affect will be what it always is. The world loves a winner, and the 

 people seek the successful side. In the fall of 1900 I happened to be in 

 St. Louis and about 8 o'clock one evening I walked west on Olive street 

 towards a crowd that was going into the Exposition building. I 

 sauntered in, and found about a half acre of people, and I soon found 

 that I had gotten into a political meeting. It was not long until the 

 meeting was called to order, and a distinguished looking gentleman 

 was introduced as the speaker of the occasion, and the very first utter- 

 ance he made after straightening himself up to his full height was 

 "I am a Republican." You ought to have heard the crowd yell. You 

 would have thought it was a wonderful thing to be a Republican. I 

 learned afterwards that he was getting $5,000 a year for being a Re- 

 publican. Two weeks after this I was called to St. Louis again, and 

 in this same building they were having another meeting. I stepped in, 

 and found about an acre of people. I soon learned that this was an- 

 other political meeting; this meeting was soon called to order, and 

 a man fully as distinguished looking as the speaker at the former 

 meeting came forward and was introduced. His first utterance was, 

 "I'm a Democrat," and I thought something had happened. The 

 shout that went up from that crowd could have been heard ten blocks. 

 I learned aftei'wards that he charged only $4,500 a year for being a 

 Democrat. 



I had the honor of representing the State of Nebraska at a Farm- 

 ers' National Congress. There was an immense crowd — an intelligent 

 crowd. The great National meeting was called to order, the prelim- 

 inary exercises were over, the orator for the evening introduced. He 



