fighters. In the direct Scotch line, however and I believe as you do in pedigree and heredity there was a good old minister of the gospel, my great-grandfather, a Madison coun- ty Presbyterian preacher, and I trace back to him. I am not here without warrant or commission. My own people, who know me best and have always stood by me, will indorse what I say, when, the day after tomorrow, they come here in divisions and brigades to speak for themselves. I bring you a message of fraternity in advance from them, and, in delivering this message I want to plead before the bar of Lexington, the happiest of cities, the cause of Louisville, the most cruelly maligned. I appeal from the partisans, whoever they be and whatever their aims, to the reason and justice of the whole people, and I declare that Louisville is neither the Sodom nor the Gomorrah so often pictured by these , but a great and noble city, full of farmers' boys who came to town from every part of the commonwealth to bet- ter their fortunes, still clinging to the old rooftree; a city of homes and altars, whose church bells echo vibrant to the church bells of Lexington, whose heart beats true to the heart of Lexington, whose interests are your interests and whose God is your God, in religion and in morals something above 107 The Rule of "Not Too Much." rather than below the standard of other considerable centers of business and population. / protest against that religion which sands the sugar and