Speaker. he was only an Iowa boy! His humble home stood on the rolling prairie. amid the waving cornfields of that State. The son of a poor Immigrant. his name. Frank Devorick. may sound strange. harsh. foreign. to those who pride themselves on the untainted blue blood of ancient native lineage. But he was an American. and nowhere does the spirit of true Americanism boom with more of its original luster and native intensity than among the descendants of the immigrant in our Middle West. Particularly is this true in the great farming State of Iowa. where the public school has opened the doors of the mind to higher thoughts and nobler aspirations for a greater percentage of the people. as determined by the statistics of literacy. than in any other State in the Union. There. in the heart of the continent. 1.200 miles from the seaboard. the ambitious boy dreams over his schoolbooks of the faraway billowy ocean. "boundless. endless. and sublime." and of some day sailing across it under the flag of his country. the emblem of the highest civilization the world has ever seen.
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