Notwithstanding this splendid indorsement, I went to the National Convention feeling very like the traditional “poor boy at a frolic.” All seemed to me lost save honor and conviction.
Henry Watterson: “Notwithstanding this splendid indorsement, I went to the National Convention feeling very like the traditional “poor boy…”
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Watterson describes his feelings of despair yet maintains his honor and convictions at the National Convention.
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