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Finest example of Gothic architecture in America.
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Dy BERNARD QUINN
Copyright, 1909, by American Press Asso
ciation. HE smallest girl
was sick, and the
biggest must stay
at home to tnke
care of her, so the
middle sized one
alone was dressed
for the holiday
In the best that
the combined re
sources of the
three could pro
vide. "Areyourendy?"
said Uncle Pat
"Well, then, we'll
sally forth to
seek our for
tunes." He spoke Jest
ingly, but the
subject Itself was
grim. Patrick
Hwxacx
Doyle was in n mighty bad way, and
he knew It. He was the victim of cir
cumstances nnd a iulek temper. Here
ure the circumstances:
About tvo years ago his sister and
her husband died in one month, nnd
there was nobody to take care of the
three orphaned children but Pat. They
came to him with nothing but the
clothes ou their backs.
He rented a little tenement, nnd tho
eldest girl, who was eleven, "kept
house." Pat was twenty-live, a metal
worker earning fair pay, but suffering
from labor's bane, unsteady employ
ment. Expenses are never laid off.
rent works every minute, but wages
and savings nre subject to Interrup
tion. In the house where Pat nnd his new
ly ncqulred family first lived thero
was a solitary old man who was re
puted to be a miser. One day Pat did
u little job of tinkering for this man
for nothing. There was a stove in the
room, but no lire, though the weather
was cold.
"I suppose you have that thing to
keep your money In," said Pat, touch
ing the stove with his foot.
Singularly enough, tblsv was true.
The money was In the lower part of
the stove, and a small fire could bo
built without endangering It.
On an evening In that week the
miser wns knocked senseless In his
room, nnd the stove wns almost pulled
to pieces by a thief In a hurry, but
the hoard had been transferred to an
other hiding place ns u result of Pat'n
Jest. So In reality Pat saved the mlser'a
money for him.
The old man survived his Injuries,
and aR soon as he learned what had
happened to the stove he accused Pat,
even clalmlug to have recognized him.
The fact Is that he had not seen his
assailant, who struck from ambush.
Pat was arrested, nnd, though his
three little girls and a neighbor were
(with him nt tho undoubted time of tho
assault, he spent nearly three months
In a cell, ftt the end of which period of
misery ho was released without trial.
' In every considerable company there
will always be one fool who thinks
that such an experience ns this Is a
proper theme for ondless gibes. Put
wa not quarrelsome, but he was per
jhaps a bit too ready, and, what was
worse, ho always had the better of tho
other fellow, whether with his tongue
or his fist. So of course the other fel
low bud to "get square" In some un
derhand fashion, and the result would
be .that Pat would lose his Job. He
myii!
had been out of work a few days, Just
long enough to have tho cold fact set
tle Into him, when the good old 17th
of March came around. It will be un
derstood that Pat's gayety was not
more than skin deep when he went out
with his little nleco to view the cele
bration. Reflecting upon his situation, he per
ceived that ho ought to move to an
other city where his story was not
known. Hut how could ho do it with
out money? Alone, yes, but not with
tho children. Neither could he leave
them Ifehlnd, nnd If he stayed how
could he take care of them with this
blight upon him?
"I wonder," said he, not Irreverently,
"If St. Patrick himself can see any
way out of this."
He bought the little girl a five cent
bag of candy, and then they walked
uptown to snve car fare. "So, you
see," said Pat, "we've made a nickel
by that transaction, for It costs you
nothing to ride on my shoulder when
you're tired."
Presently they were posted In nn
eligible spot on the avenue, the child,
perched on Pat's shoulder, clasping
the remains of the bag of candy In
one baud and Pat's hair or sometimes
his car in the other, while she gazed
wide eyed at the approaching specta
cle. After awhile Pat was aware that he
was the object of a peculiar scrutiny.
It wns no, new thing for him to be
stnred at, but this was different. A'
man of thirty-fire or thereabout, rich
ly but rather oddly dressed, with a
heavy Jacket of fine cloth, a rolling
collar, a flowing tie and a soft hat. was
studying Pat from various points of
view. He kept his eyes half shut, yet
-they had a strangely searching look,
which finally affected Pat with that
familiar nightmare sensation of being
on n crowded street In painfully insuf
ficient attire.
This was getting on Pat's temper
wheu suddenly the stranger walked
up to him and offered a card on which
were the name Stephen O'Connell nnd
an address, with the word "Artist"
written In pencil.
"Did you ever pose?" asked O'Con
nell. "Xo," answered Pat.
"Never were asked? Well, that's
strange. Would you be willing to poso
for uic? Religious subject. It would
be a chnnce to make some extra mon
ey In the evenings. I supposo you're
employed?"
"Not Just now."
O'Connell seemed highly pleased.
He explained what he wanted and
named his price,
which was much
above tho usunl
rate, but Pat did
not know that.
He knew only
that lu his pres
ent situation he
would have
posed on the
peak of tho ca
thedral splreyon
der for half of
tho m o u e y. A
few weeks at
that figure and
he could save
enough to get
away and mako
a fair start at
his trade some
where else.
TointiNo tub htovk "And there'll
with mm i out. uo nobody to
bother me this time," ho said to him
self. "1 can keop this job till It's
oror,"
Accordingly ho went to the studio
address next day with a high heart
Ir was In an eight story business build
ing, rising llko n square tower from n
small corner lot. A single elevator
served the tenants, aud who should be
'TfVt
lonhlne out of the door of It In n bhio
suit with brass buttons and n uni
form cap- but Johnny Hacker, n bull
necked toikuoy Englishman w ho ucd to
llrc in the same building with Pnt nnd
know nil about the miser nnd his stove.
Pat stood buck nud stared nt this
m a n, oppresscti
by
of
the mystery
human destb
ny.
"Well, there's no
getting nwny
from It," he said
to himself, and
then uloud, "How
nre you, John
ny?" "My heye," re
sponded Hncker,
"if 'ere hain't
the store fixer!
No; nothlnk In
your line today.
Wo 'e a t by
steam."
"It sticks In my
mind," responded
Pnt, "that you
I'linuir.n on pat's used to heat by
-uour.unu. yin mostly. You'll
find steam more wholesome for your
complexion."
"Dear me! And ow's all our friends
In the jyle?"
"Well, the last 1 heard they were
wondering what kept Juhuny Hacker
away. I'm blessed If I ever knew."
And they continued to exchange com
pliments while Pnt mle up to the
eighth fioor In the car.
A double surprise awaited him first,
to find nt the lop of a plain business
building the most luxurious and beau
tiful habitation that he had ever scenj
necond, to learn that the painting in
which ho was to figure was of his own
patron saint and that it was destined
for the walls of the cathedral.
"My conception Is of St. Patrick In
early manhood," said O'Connell. And
he proceeded to speak of tho projected
work In n Bplrlt of, reverence that
filled Pat with awe. jft'ns It right foe
him to pose for such a picture, ho that
had been In prison on a hideous accu
sation from which his name had never
been cleared?
"You hare precisely the face and
figure that I want," continued O'Con
nell. "It's the happy-go-lucky, care
free expression that will bother me.
For a saint wo need some recognition
of thf world's sorrow aud or II, aud
that I must supply from my own Inner
consciousness."
"Well, you don't seem to be baring
much hard luck right now," remarked
Pat. glancing around the room.
"Oh, I'm rich, If you come to that,"
answered O'Connell lightly, "but thero
arc other things than money In the
world."
"Yes," said Pat. "Pro had 'em, nev
er the inonoy."
It may have been O'Connell's notion
of him ns an easy going fellow who
had nercr taken atiy sorrow to heart
that diverted him from telling any
part of his story. In such circum
stances it would sound llko a watlau
nppenl for sympathy, and Pat despised
a whlner. Therefore he held his pence.
"It's like enough that Johnny Hack
er will tell him if he gets the chance,"
thought Pat. "I must not qunrrel with
that fellow. It's my Httlo girl's bread
that I'd bo quarreling with. I'll not
ride In his car. I'll walk up and
down."
This wns the most momentous deci
sion that Pat ever mnde. He walked
down that day when O'Connell dis
missed him for luucheon. "And, by
the way." said the artist, "whenever
you're up here at any mealtime It's
'on me.' That's only fair." So Tat fed
well that day and' felt quite equal to
climbing seven flights of stairs wheu
he came back. But what surprised
hlni wns that n very pretty girl chose
to climb six of those flights along with
him, nnd In the balance of that week
the same thing happened twice.
"Now, why docs she do that?" said
Pat to himself. And ho vainly cudg
eled his brains about this mystery.
She was a girl of his own race, with
the Incomparable Irish blue eyes, fine
spun dark hair, white skin with a
faint rose In each cheek nnd brlgnt
red lips n henlthy girl, but not over
robust. It couldn't be that she regard
ed climbing six
flights of stairs
ns an agreeable
exercise.
The fourth time
ho saw her start
to walk those
stairs Pat's curi
os 1 1 y broke
bounds, nud he
asked the girl
point blank.
"Is It anything
to- do with that
nulmal that runs
tho car?" said he.
And after much
hesitation the girl
admitted that
such wns the
fact.
"I was in an
accident o u c e,"
suld she. "A car
"DIDVOUKVEIirOSK?"
fell, nnd I wns
Hurt, but not very
much. It has made ine very nervous.
nnd that man knows It. He makes
the car Jump to frighten me."
"Come right back here," said Pat.
And she obeyed him, wondering nt
herself for doing so, and they1, waited
for the car.
"Now, Johnny Hacker," said he,
kreamer& Kennedy!
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"I've found out what you've been do
ing, and If you ecr niuioy this young
Indj n-aln there'll be not n whole
lioiio in ,our skin. ou hnve my word
for that."
This was the beginning of an ac
quaintance Hint
.cost Pat many a
pang. It wns hard
to put love nut
of lils heart, to
drive the thought
of it from his
mind, to remeni
ber his situation
nnd tho responsi
bilities that were
upon him nnd the
monger, u n e e r
tain promise of
the future. In
tho course of a
few weeks It had
come to tho point
that he c o u 1 d
wish not to see
her again. She
looked upon him
kindly, how kind-..
ly he couldn't "my wonu rem that."
know, but the light In her eyes wnn
torment to htm for the hopelessness of
It all.
One day when Pal came to the stu
dio thero was a innti with O'Connell, n
very quiet. Inconspicuous person, sit
ting In a corner.
"Pat." said O'Connell, "a week or
two ago I received this." And ho gave
n half sheet of soiled paper on which
was scrawled:
"Your saint Is n Jailbird."
"Well." said Pat, "It's true."
"I was rather afraid It might bo,"
responded O'Connell. "You'd said so
little about yourself that I had already
scented a mystery. And It happened
nt that time that I had a few dia
monds belonging to my mother in n
drawer of that desk. I was going to
hare the settings repaired. So when I
got this pleasant communication from
some friend who didn't slgu his nnmo
I opened that drawer. Tho diamonds
wee gone."
"You thought I took them."
O'Connell hesitated.
"The fact Is," said ho at last, "I
didn't know what to think, being rery
fond of you by that time, my boy, so
I employed this gentleman hero to
think for me. It's his business."
"And what do you think?" said Pat,
turning to the stranger.
"I don't think; I know," responded
that indlrldual. "Pre got tho man
nnd the goods. And In the course of
that Investigation I discovered who
broko the store."
The blood sang In Pat's ears.
"The man that wrote that paper."
wild the detective. "Is the man that
got the diamonds,
nnd he Is the
man that broke
the store and tho
man that fright
ened the girl lu
tho elevator car,
and his nnme la
Johnny Hncker.
He's on about his
last trip right
now. I'm going
to get him lu a
couple of min
utes." He glanced at
O'Connell, w h o
made a gesture,
and the in a n
went out.
"And now, Pnt,"
said the artist,
"I did you a "i'm joi.no to get
wrong In my him."
mind, nnd I owe you a debt for that. I
like you right well besides. I have the
power and the. will to help you. You
have the character and the nblllty to
rise. There's n future beforo you, Pat,
my boy,"
About St. Patrick.
Bom In .190.
His father was named Calpurnlus.
Captured by Plcts lu 411.
Ordnlned priest In 425,
Made bishop In 441.
Died In 4lK).
Alliance Law
and Order League
(Continued from.pnguT)
atlon, that will nevor stop short of
success. Saloon-keeper, your occupa
tion Is doomed.
VICTORY FOR DRY FORCES.4
Advocates of Prohibition Score In
tho Iowa House.
Dos Moines, la., March 9. Ad
vocates of constitutional prohibition
won, a decided victory in tho lower
house of the legislature today, when
the motion to recommit tho resolution
waa defeated by a majority of twenty
votes.
MURDER MOST FOUL.
Beautiful Clara Rosen the Victim or
A Drunken Brute.
Such was tho terrifying report that
that sent a shudder of horror, through
tho people of tho city of Ottuniwa a
few weeks ago Womeni turned pale
with fear, while men's cheeks blanch
ed in helpless rage. Tho history of
tho revolting crime as gleaned from
the Courier the leading papor of the
city briefly are this. "Miss Clara
Rosen who resides with her parents
on wost Third street was brutally mur
darod, and probably aBUlted, while
going from her parent homo to that
of her married sltsor a few blocks
away. The crime was committed be
tween G:C0 and 7:30 last evening.
Later The negro Juuken suspected of
s - - - "'
murdering Miss Rosen, has been ai
restcd nt Dos Moines, nnd has con
fessed to the murder, but doilies the
nssult. Sns his mot've was robboiy,
and ho was crazy drunk nt tho time.
Tho officers will keop him at Dos
Moines, hosotntlng to bring him back
hero for fear of lynching, which Is
almost auro to occur, in tho present
state of tho public mind."
Why do wo mention this case 7 Bo
caugo It has a bearing on Alllnnco Af
fairs nt this time. Ottuniwa llko Al
liance Is a Division point on tho Bur
lington road. In 1007 It was without
saloous and tholr satelltes. Tho panic
of 1907, cont'iwilng Into 1908 cntuo on.
Rallrond forces wero reduced. De
pression existed. And the Baloon
olomont, howled Just as they arc how
ling lu Alllnnco today "Seo what your
dry policy has done. It hns drove
money away from town. Trade Is
(lend. Tho town Is dead . grass will
grow in the streets. You cant stop
selling liquor, thereforo you bettor get
tho license money. Pcoplo nro go
ing to othor places to trade, because
thoy nan got a drink there. Bettor
llcousc the ealoons and mako things
lively. "TIioho saino old boiler pinto
stereotyped lies, are being usjjd by tho
whiskey element In Alliance now.
Enough shortsighted, narrow minded
convinced of this, to mako a majority,
and tho pcoplo declared thomsollves
last April for a wide open policy, in
order to "make things liven up." It
did nil right. Tho vultures that proy
upon human society camo In drovos
to Ottuniwa. Tho lmlutod courtezan,
tho gambler, tho thief, tho burglnr, tin
tramp, hobo, tho Baloon-kccper, tho
swampor the pickpocket, tho holdup,
tho black brute, and ovory typo of
crlnilnnl known to tho calandor.
Result: Six foul murders, seven
crimes against wonion In eight
months, Inuinerablo burglaries. Po
lice corruptod, Holdups a nightly oc
currence. A reign of terror existed
Women feared to leavo tholr homeB
after nightfall. Meni go armed nftor
night and keop in tho middle of tho
Btreet. Ottuniwa Is ntonlng for hor
Bin in snckcQch and ashes. The peo
ple see their mlBtnko, and promise to
right tho wrong at the coming olectlot
but It Is to lnte. It wont bring tho
beautiful and talented, pure minded
loveablo Clara Rosen, back from tho
grave, it wont restore tho murdered
ones to tholr families and friends.
It will take a long time to restore Ot
tumwa's blnsted and ruined reputation
nnd mako it a decent place lu which
to live. Tho men of Ottuniwa aro
threatening dlro vengeanco ou Junken
who committed the crime. Thoy have
oven gone to tho neighboring town
wlire he is confined in jail, and tried
to shoot him through tho window of
his prison. Is the poor Ignorant negro
who committed tho fol deed wholly
to blamo? won it not tho wide opon
policy that attracted him? Was It not
rotten whiskey that aroused his pas
sion and maddenod his duU brain?
Are not tho men who voted for this
policy primarily to blame? These mei
nro now trying to avenge with ropo
and bullets tho mistake of tholr bal
lots. Men of Alllnnqc, husbands brot
hers, fathers, profit, by tho mistakes
of your sister city of Otttnmva. Think
of your wives, sisters, sweethearts,
nnd daughters. Think of them, for
a momentt llko poor Clara Rosen, in
tho clasp of a vile bruto, llko Jun-
okn with reason dethroned by vile nnd
deadly liquor and then vote for a sa
looni policy if you can. Pause for a
moment on our main street, at noon
or evening, when our schools close
for the day, and watch tho hundreds
of young girls as they pour out from
the high school, the central school tho
Academy and the EmerBon school, wit
silvery shout, laughing eyes, dimpling
cheeks, waving tresses and merry jest,
full of life and Joy, gazo upon these
our treasures and our prldo, then thiu
of their endangered lives and honor
If tho saloon policy bo luaugrated as
it was In Ottuniwa, if yon dare. Think
of the smiling, wlnsom young ladles
In our stores and offices, of tho music
teachers and others who aro compell
If'
Palace Meat market
l. W. HERMAN, Prop.
Having- taken charge of the Palace Meat Market I
am prepared to serve all customers to their
satisfaction.
Special attention to telephone orders. Satisfaction
guaranteed. Prompt delivery.
TEL- j
I PHONE "v
1$
r Grand HestanranT
1, Plenty of tables
c ivieais served promptly
We?Serve m Try our noon dinner, 25c
wieais mat aausTy
ed by their occupations td go about
"ur BtreetB after tho shades nf night
have fallen ns poor Clara Rosen did,
think of tho thrill of horror that woul
run through your vory soul, would
ohlll your blood, and check tho beat
ing of your heart, wore you told that
ono of theso young lives had been,
crushed out by n fiend In human form
had suffered as Clara Rosen did, then
your wild cry for vongcatico upon hor
destroyer as tho pcoplo of Ottuniwa
aro rylng for vengeance, now, will bo
too lato. Men of Alliance, dont mako
tho mistake Unit your brothers lu Ot
tuniwa did. Don't voto for tho Baloon
or for mciii who favor a policy thnt
affords, produces and fosters tho con
ditions that led to Clara Rosen's death
and dishonor.
Our nolghbors on tho north, Craw
ford and Chadroni aro making hor
culean efforts to mako their towns
dry at the coming election and we
hope that they will Bticced. However
they aTo not so wholly disinterested
In tho tight ns Alliance Peoplo wero
a year ago becauso tho reallzo that
thoy are Uablo to become rival candi
dates with Allince for tho location of
tho Stato Normal School tho bill, for
which hnB passed tho lower house.
They know that in determining this
question the Stato Board of Education
would bo lnrgely Influenced by tho
fact that Alllnnco lp without saloons,
Thoy know that undor present con
ditions, thoy would bo vory heavily
handicapped with tholr load of saloons
to carry.
Two of tho principal stock-ltvtrade
argument's, or rather statements ot
saloon advocates In Alliance, aro:
First, "Thoro is Just as much Hqpor
shipped Into town and drank now as
thero was when wo had Baloons.
Second, Tho no-saloon policy has
driven trado away, and decreaseed
tho morchnnitB business."
Thoy mako no effort to defend the-
saloon- on moral grounds knowing tha
It Is useless, but seok to nppoal to
one of manB' strongest passions Uiat
of avarlco. Tho Law and Ordor Lea
gue is ready to meet Uiom on their
choson ground ,and show tho fallacy
of tholr financial arguments. Below
Is a Btatomeut of tho Burlington agent
at Syracuse, Nebr., making n com
parison ot amount of liquor received
at his station In corresponding ''wte,"
auda "dry" periods. This shows a
decrease of 31G.C9G pounds or about
3.1 GG gallons in fovor of a dry town,
while morchandlso receipts increased
more than a quarter million pounds.
More of these statements will appear
In those columns.
"In response to many requests ns
to tho amount of liquor and merchan
dise received at .Syracuso since the
closing of tho saloons as compared
with Uio year previous. I beg leave to
submit the following figures taken
from the monthly report Isstued to
lntorstnte commerce commission whlct
aro absolutely correct:
May 1 1907 to March 1, 190S,
Iqpur rcclved, 3G5,43G lbs
Decrease , . . .310,696 lb
May 1, 1903,
Morcllandlso received.. 1,979,559 lbs.
May 1, 1903, to March 1, 1009. 8
merchandise received.. 2,21S,40G libs.
Increaso ' 238,847 It
This does not include any carload
freight of any kind. '
D, W. Vnuhorn, agt.
C. B, & Q.
"You seo from this statement that
-38,847 poundB more of merchandise
has been ohlpped into our town dur
ing the pant ton months without sa
loons than during tho same period
last yearwlth Baloons. TJUb merchanc
dise has been hardware, dry goodB clot
Ing, groceries, shoes, furniture and
all articles of consumption. All this
with panic, flood and shortago of
crops besides.
DOES THIS LOIC LIKE RUIN?
The license peoplo claim that as
much llpuor was drank in a dry town
wth saloons whllo the facts aro that
31G.G9G pounds less of liquor was
ohlpped Into our town under no Hcons
than during a llko period with license.
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