Day turned into night, and night to day again, while the wise men of the Grand Old Party labored over what it called
"this platform of its principles." Senator Reed Smoot, the statistical Mormon from Utah,
wrote the framework. Then came other men with amendments, trimmings. Idaho's
slow-footed Borah insisted on phrasing the Prohibition promise his own way. Farmers' Friends kept the convention waiting, and the platform-builders sleepless, with their vain insistence upon a different farm plank (see p. 15). In the end, Senator Smoot pumped all the breath he could into a document containing...
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