By Graham Eggerton (non-Mormon)
Many women, with the teachers
Of Sunday schools and preachers
Have been making things unpleasant for Reed Smoot;
Facts and logic don’t affect ‘em,
You can not disconnect ‘em
From the idea that “a Mormon is a brute.”
They declare that his admission
To the senate’s a condition
That no Christian country ever faced before;
They meet with genuflections
Prayers, petitions and round robins by the score.
With a zeal that’s so profound
They concede no middle ground,
And no redeeming feature will they see;
Smoot’s a Mormon, self-confessed!
That’s enough, they guess the rest,
He must pull his freight from Washington, D.C.
I don’t court the indignation
Of the Gentiles in this nation
By taking issue with their zeal in any way,
Yet it seems that they ignore
In their eagerness to score
Every principle of justice and fair play.
Those seeking to disgrace him
And from public life efface him
Have left unturned no stone to find a flaw;
Every secret has been bared
And his private life been aired
As surely never mortal’s was before!
Yet their efforts so laborious
Met with a doom inglorious
And the character they’ve ventured to disparage
Though by bitter tongues traduced,
Still no line of proof’s produced
That he practiced or defended plural marriage.
When the clamor and confusion
Did subside, the same conclusion
Was then reached, that no religious view,
Church doctrine, creed or tenet
Forfeits right to seat in senate,
Whether held by Dunkard, Mormon, by Catholic or Jew.