“But, my friends, let me say to you that John Thompson has not only been
a general. He inherited a large fortune from his father and while he has
not contributed one cent of this to the Commonwealth he has sent men at
his expense to several of the great cities of this country to search out
deserving persons and has advanced to them the funds to come hither and
to pay the one hundred dollars required of each person on admission.
These amounts have been repaid from the wages of the recipient in due
time. I say to you, gentlemen, that this world does not contain a more
thoughtful, able and public-spirited man than John Thompson, whom I now
nominate for governor of Idaho.”
Mr. Edmunds sat down and the great hall fairly shook with the applause
which, as often as it subsided, was repeated again and again. James
Rutherford of Boise City, a delegate who, although a member of the
National Brotherhood, was, as yet, not connected with any colony,
seconded the nomination and moved that President Thompson be declared
the nominee by acclamation. The motion was put and carried without a
dissenting vote amid the wildest enthusiasm. The nominee having been
escorted to the platform by a committee designated for that purpose,
addressed the convention, after the tremendous cheers given in his honor
had subsided.
As he stood facing the great audience waiting an opportunity to begin I
thought I had never seen him look so masterful before. His tall,
powerfully built frame presented the picture of an athlete, and his face
expressed an intelligence which could only belong to a man of great
intellectual force. He was the personification of strength of physique,
mind and will. His face, as usual, was clean shaven, his black hair was
combed straight back from his forehead, his large dark eyes surveyed his
audience with a look which was a strange commingling of love and
command. I do not believe a man, friend or enemy, in the multitude
before him doubted his sincerity, or was conscious, for the moment, of
any other sentiment than that of admiration. He drew all men toward him
and, as many have often related to me since, when they came within his
influence they seemed most naturally to fall in line behind him and
acknowledge him as leader. He began to speak slowly, but his voice could
be heard distinctly throughout the great hall.
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