Well,” I continued, “I am not, and if you send me to the National Convention I will not vote for his nomination, if his be the only name presented, because I firmly believe that his nomination will mean the marching through a slaughter-house to an open grave, and I refuse to be party to such a folly.
Editor's note · Context
Watterson passionately declares his refusal to support Grover Cleveland's nomination, predicting dire consequences.
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