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And in closing I want to pay this tribute to the farm woman and her 

 daughter: 



"Brim the goblet and quaff this toast, — 



The country girl and her mother! 

 May our nation always have room to boast, 

 Of the country girl and her mother! 



"And if we keep a smiling face. 



And if with patience we run our race, 

 There surely in Heaven will be a place 

 For the country girl and her mother." 

 (Great applause, audience rising). 



ADDRESS OF HON. A. F. LEVER, SOUTH CAROLINA. 



State Convention of Iowa Farm Bureau Federation 

 January 6th, 1921. 



Mr. Chairman, Ladies and Gentlemen: 



I didn't know until the morning after election last November how many 

 friends I had in the great state of Iowa. The election returns the morn- 

 ing after emphasized very impressively that my popularity in the state 

 v/as even greater than I suspected, and it happened in this way: In 1916 

 I made six speeches out here in the Sioux City district campaigning to re- 

 elect old Uncle Tom Steele and the Democratic ticket. I think we lost 

 the state then by 101,000 majority, but think by what we lost it this time, 

 because I didn't come back here in 1920 and campaign for them, (Laugh- 

 ter and applause). I will tell you a secret, my friends — I had the pleasure 

 a moment ago of being introduced to an Iowa democrat, and I never 

 thought it possible. (Laughter). And it kind of reminded me of a thing 

 that happened down in the mountains of West Virginia in 1916 when I 

 v/as joint-debating with a West Virginia republican member of congress, 

 and we had a tremendous crowd down there. The democrats were wear- 

 ing white badges and the republicans red badges. We were good friends, 

 this congressman and I, and I happened down in front of the hotel where 

 he stayed, and together we sat there watching the crowd go by, gathering 

 for this meeting, and I said to him "John, I bet you I can pick out every 

 republican that passes here — I'll bet you a dollar on it," and he said "I'll 

 take your bet." Pretty soon there straggled along a lean, lank, long- 

 haired, long-whiskered mountaineer, and I said "John, I'll bet he's a repub- 

 lican," and when we inquired of him he said that he was. Soon another 

 fellow came along, a man with a red necktie — a little bit redder than 

 mme— (Laughter) celluloid collar and cuffs to match, and I said "There's 

 another republican," and when I inquired he said "Yes, I'm a republican; 

 been born a republican and never intend to quit the Grand Old Party." 



