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Heartfelt thanksgiving!
Oh! let It rise ;%
Like the mist of morn
Toward the azure skies.
Let the heart be glad
And the song be gay,
Ae we welcome the Joys
Of Thanksgiving Day.
How sweet Is home
With Its altar fires!
The meeting of sons
With their happy sires!
The fair young wives
And their llttl# flocks,
In brand-new coats
And Sunday frocks.
We gather around ^
The old-time board.
The blessing Is asked, .
The tea Is poured.
And the children laugh
In their merry why,
When the turkey comes In
On Thanksgiving Day.
put what’s this glee *
To that which comes
With the smoking pudding
So full of plums?
And the rosy fruit
Without stint or lack,
And, last of all,
The nuts to crack?
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What beautiful seasons
To him who roams,
Are these meetings rare
& In the land of homes,
■"When the young and old,
The grave and gay,
Lift up their hearts
On Thanksgiving Day!
W:
BY.
My cnum, John Meredith, was going
horn*. Ha was always sighing (or his
borne, and at times this longing pos
sessed him so completely that he seem
ed on the point of abandoning his pros
pects ot becoming a rich man.
Meredith had been In ill health, but
ten years’ residence In the west had
made a new man of him. Success at
last had come our way, and be sudden
ly announced that he was going homo
for his Thanksgiving dinner. He was
' a quiet, queer fellow, any way you put
It; lately, however, he had seemed
wonderfully alert The arrival of the
weekly mail found him In a state of
great expectation, and after he had
read his letters he would sit quietly
all evening looking very happy and
smiling as he read them over again.
He always was a non-committal ehap,
but this time there was no mistaking
the signs, so I suspected his homesick
ness,- and Judged his case, as one is
apt to do, by the light of my own. No
wtoder, poor fellow, that he wanted to
wipe out the 1,500 miles which alone
stood between him and that Thanks
giving tnakeyl For my own part, I can
swear that no power be yet known to
| man could keep me back from Jim Mc
Kenxle’s Thanksgiving dinner, for
... Mary was to be there—Mary whom all
these years 1 had remembered and lov
ed s6 well. 1 had never forgotten her
beautiful deep, dark eyes, which seem
ed to search one’s soul with that pene
trating look cme sees sometimes in a
baby’s eyes.
a uci w wag wui. aivi.iv UUl UBIU IQ VUV
mountain* to relieve the tedium of our
Ions evening*, *o Jim McKenzie's week*
Ur visits were always heralded with
Joy. We made merry over his oomlng,
■' and our carefully prepared dinner we
regarded as a feast. We talked It over
In the morning, and when Evening came
we began to plan for neat' week’s com*
tag. Mo wonder MeKenste was always
welcome. His mind was stored with
the thrilling adventures of early day*
In tit* mountains. We never tired of
listening to the story of his own good'
luck; how, way down near the stream
i ■',»<*» the side of the mountain, hi* quick
c;' '*y* had detected the bits of shining
' gold; how, day by day and all alone,
r hh followed up the little thread of gold
j* - Until he had discovered the secret of the
.. mountain's heart, the generous yield
^ ef ore which had made him the rich*
est man in “Golden Point." With touch*
. lag pathos he would tell us of the brave
^ hearted men no less worthy than him*
k pelf who had come out here to meet
only hitter disappointment and blasted'
hopes. At rare intervals he would
k- speak to us of his own early trials, -of
hi* dead wife, to whose loving care
k jtnd gentie sympathy he confidently and
proudly attributed his entire success
gad aU that was good in him.' Then.
; Iso, he always brought us hews of his
daughter Mary. At Urst her letters were
. sply outpourings of her homesick, lov*
$ lag heart; she wasfborn to live la the
: mountains, and declared she must have
fhe freedom of the mountain bird. After
kkk A wflilt her letters breathed a more
V contented spirit. In an Incredibly short
f time the mountain bird had ceased to
k- flatter against the bars of her cage.
Bor quick and receptive mind soon
fielded to the guidance of those about
Aar. aad with the toll force gf an ar*
dent nature she pursued the work of
her education.
Thus from week to week we listened
with delight to the welcome budget
Jim would bring. Sometimes Mary’s
letters were only of her life at school,
her books, her new friends—and my
heart would sink—for then she seemed
so far, so very far away! Again, she
would write of herself, of the love she
bore her father and her home, with an
occasional—a very occasional—message
for Harry, at which, of course, my
heart would beat with joy, and I would
cough or light my pipe, do anything to
hide the tell-tale light 1 knew was In
my eyes. During the last year she had
written most of her home-ooming; and
lately her letters had taken a tone of
great seriousness, with many allusions
to her "duty as a woman.”
In her latest letter she begged that
her father would take her more serious
ly; she "could not be a butterfly," and
she spoke of "woman’s sphere being
broad and far-reaching.” McKenzie
only laughed and said, "Poor child! she
is sighing for the mountain air.” He
wrote her of the beautiful filly he had
trained and made ready for her use,
and she would soon see for herself how
very long and broad her woman’s
At last a letter came telling that she
was surely coming home, and telling
how anxious she was to be with him on
Thanksgiving Day. She complained
ever so gently that she feared he had
not taken her exactly as she wished—
that she was no longer a child, and
that her mind was quite occupied with
the problem of “Woman’s Mission.’’ In
fact, she had lately been made president
of the Woman’s Emancipation Circle,
which organization had originated in
■ier school with every promise of be
coming a power for great good among
women. “I subjoin,” she added, "the
principal maxims for which we pledge
ourselves to labor without ceasing:
"We claim equal rights before the
law.
"We ask equal pay for equal work.
“We ask that men cease to Impose
upon us by their empty flattery, and
. "That we be recognized as reasonable
human beings with eyes to see for our
selves; hands to work as we will.”
This time even McKenzie could not
fail to catch her meaning; he looked
puzzled and troubled, and finally said:
“In the morning she will be half way
home and I shall go to meet her. I
think,” he added slowly, "I think Mary
needs her father. Yes, I’m sure—*«ad
sure—she needs her father.”
Meanwhile I had registered a solemn
vow that every claim and every asser
tion of this New Woman should be dis
proved and contradicted by Mary in her
own sweet self. When I closed my eyes
that night it was to dream of Thanks
giving Day and Mary and I really be
lieve that in my sleep I heard the sweet
sound of wedding bens.
For some time the next day McKen
sie was shyly making his daughter’s
acquaintance. He could not for the life
of him see the slightest trace of the
dread phantom her last letter had cre
ated. He thanked God that she was
womanly and gentle; that her heart was
right, whatever error of fancy had got
ten into her head.
“Why, dear Mary!” he answered her,
"you don’t want to work like a man.
You can’t do it When I was your age
I could handle a pick all day; I could
do it now. A woman’s work cannot be
equal to man’s; so it is hardly fair for
her to ask equal pay—besides, It was
to Adam the command was given 'to
earn his bread by the sweat of his
brow.’"
Poor Mary! She could not help be
ing disconcerted. Her father’s opin
ions, she knew, were always baaed on
common sense. So It was some time
before she spoke again; and then it
TTJ to ask why it was that women did
not have equal rights with me" before
the law. He answered that women
surely do have equal rights before the
law. “You see,” my dear, he went on,
"their rights are really identical, their
interests the same; and it is a man’s
first notion of duty to see that these
rights are repsected. I would like to
see any person Interfere with your
r rhls or hear of any law that would
be unjust to you. By George! I would
soon show that your rights were my
rights, and that the law exists solely
for the benefit of mankind, which you
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“AN OCCASIONAL LETTER FROM
HARRY.”
know, my dear. Includes woman kind,
even the ‘New Woman,’ too."
Poor Mary was confounded. After
all, wove men and women really equal
before the law? It that were so, what
became of the enormous Injustices and
ilgnpc abuses Utat women had silent
ly and patiently borne all these years?
It all seemed so •“nfuulng, so difficult,
so very puzzling; she could not doubt
that her father was right—-he always
was on practical questions. She looked
out of the ear window, and was silent
Her eyes were full of tears. It was
hard to believe that the Woman’s
; Emancipation Circle was, after all. to
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hare no existence in the world, and
that all of her fine arguments, broad
views on the wqman subject were sure*
ly disappearing—melting away before
her father’s clear and convincing asser
tions.
She recognized at once that she fiad
met defeat., and with all the bravery
she could command, the conversation
was turned to other things. In a
short time they would be home and en
joy Thanksgiving day together.
* * * * *
Was it in truth necessary for me to
see McKenzie at once about that brok
en fence, or was It only the crisp moun
tain air that tempted me from the
house hours before I was expected to
arrive at Jim McKenzie’s? One thing
was certain, I could not wait another
moment, and In half an hour I was
speeding along and nearing his place.
As I rode up I saw her standing on the
porch. She came quickly forward to
meet me. I blushed like a schoolboy
when I took her hand and looked Into
her eyes. Yes, there was still the deep,
searching, truly baby look. I felt re
lieved at once and thought, “It won’t
be so very hard, after all; she could
not look like that and be really a New
Woman.”
In a few moments I had forgotten
about the broken fence, and we went
together to see the beautiful brown
filly. I suggested that there was time
enough to try her before dinner, and
Mvy acquiesced at once. She had a
fancy to saddle the horse herself. I
never thought of interfering until she
came to tighten the girth; then I sim
ply said:
“You would better let me do that for
you."
"Never mind,” she answered; "why
can’t a woman use her hands and help
herself?"
Of course I was disconcerted, and
saw at once that I was treading on dan
gerous ground, but I only laughed and
said:
“She can. She certainly has the
right, but why not allow a fellow the
privilege?"
Then, in a defiant tone) she re
plied:
“We don’t want privileges or aid; we
only want what is just”
“At your hands," I answered, "I don’t
ask for justice, at all; but I do yearn
for privileges."
She tossed her head In reply, and
stood ready to mount.
In a few moments we were off,scour
ing the country, riding up the moun
tains and walking our horses slowly
down again. Near the base of the tim
ber line Mary’s horse suddenly shied,
her saddle turned, but In her terror she
called to me. In.an instant I was by
"SHE CAME OUT TO MEET MB.”
her aide and Just saved her from fall
ing to the ground. Of course I had to
straighten the saddle; and I simply as
serted:
"Ton see, I am stronger than ycz,
and I yielded my right too easily. You
will always let me saddle your horse
In future!”
I suppose It was the shock that made
her blush and look so baffled as she
glanced at me, and I felt sure that I
had scored a point After this we rode
Quickly home. It was almost time for
dinner, and McKensie was waiting for
us on the porch. We went together to
look after the broken fence. When we
returned to the house I found Mary In
the parlor, struggling with a big log
of wood that had rolled from Its place,
and I further noticed that her gown
was In danger from the flames. So in
tent was she in her efforts to replace
the burning log that she did not notice
my approach. I stood there quietly,
watching the smoking log on the rug,
which momentarily I expected to see
burst Into flames.
She looked so pitiful and helpless
that my heart softened entirely, and I
was about to go to her, when she
turned and saw me quietly looking
on.
“Why don’t you come?” she said.
“Dont you see I can not budge this
log?"
Surely this was my day for luck! I
saw another chance and took It.
“Step aside,” I said; “let me take
It up.” With the aid of the tongs and
a shovel I easily put the log back In
place.
“You see, men are stronger than
women,” I said. This time she would
give me no answer, but In her eyes I
read that I had scored my second
point
In a few moments dinner was ready,
and a happier trio never sat down to a
Thanksgiving feast. Mary had for the
moment forgotten her misadventures,
and a more charming hostess could not
be imagined.
In the quiet joy of Mary’s return Mc
Kensie looked blissful and contented.
I confess to having felt a Uttle nervous.
So far the day had gone well with me,
but I wanted to score my third and last
point I anxiously awaited my oppor
tunity, which presently came in the
shape of the great American turkey.
The turkey was brought In just as I
was telling In a triumphant tone of
Mary's proud refusal of my good offices
In adjusting her saddle, and how she
did not hesitate to demand my obedi
ence when she really needed my serv
ices. Jim ordered the turkey placed
before Mary, and explained that her
mother had always carved; no one
knew so well as she how to select the
choicest bits and give to each one Just
the dainty morsel most coveted, and
now Mary must learn to do the same.
• She took the large knife in her hand
and gazed at it, looking very dubious;
then she stuck the fork well Into the
turkey’s breast and made another at
tempt to use the knife.
She looked at her father a moment,
but his attention was altogether bent
upon selecting a choice bit of celery.
Then she gave me a hurried, appealing
glance! I moved my chair a little, but
said nothing. At length she turned to
me again and put her hand on my arm
and gently said:
"I say, Harry, I believe men are
stronger and bigger and braver than
women. Won’t you please carve this
for me?”
My last point was scored, and can
you wonder that I consider Thanks
giving the greatest day of the year, and
the American turkey the greatest of
birds? But here we call it the falcon—
it sometimes catches mountain birda -
ELS
Pleasant games for Thanksgiving, In
which both old and young people are
interested, are played as follows:
Transpositions—Write a list of words
for each person present by using only
once the letters found In the names
of certain flowers, states, authors, etc.,
or any words you may select. The let
ters of these words transposed give the
word sought.
For Instance, take Rhododendron.
Using the letters we have the words
odd, or, end, horn. From Bachelor’s
Button, chub, lose, tab, torn. Massa
chusetts gives seat, suet, smash; or
hats, seat, muses. Newfoundland,
weld, nun, do, fan. North Carolina, no,
•hair, la, torn.
From Constance Fenimore Woolson,
we have Moore, stain, scowl, fence,
noon. It Is much easier to ascertain
the word sought If designated as a flow
er, author, etc., but it sharpens one’s
wits wonderfully to find them without
any clue.
In the list of ten or a dozen words,
which Is about all a person will care
to have at once, It is nice to include
his or her name.—Clarlbel.
Rhyming.—Arrange the company in
a line or circle around the room. Let
the first one announce a line of poetry.
The scorrad must follow with a line
that rhymes with the first and agrees
with It In meter or measure. The third
must follow with another, and so on
around. If there are many in the com
pany the last word of the first line
should be one that has plenty of rhym
ing words. If the company is small,
more difficult rhymes may be selected.
In a recent game the following waB the
result. The first one repeated a line
tram one of Bryant’s poems, and the
Others followed as indicated:
1. “Heaped in the hollows of the
grove."
2. Lie all the ashes from our stove.
3. We’ll scatter them all round the
cove.
4. And cover, up the treasure-trove.
6. Then you and I together, love,
6. Will all around this country rove.
A good deal of amusement is afforded
by the odd and incongruous lines that
are sometimes given. The line must be
supplied in a given time, say one min
ute, or a forfeit must be paid.—d. C. H.
The Messenger.-'-The party are seat
ed In line, or round the side of the room,
and some one previously appointed en
ters with the message, “My master
sends me to you, madam,” or, “sir,” as
the case may be, directed to any Indi
vidual he may select at his option.
"What for?" is the natural inquiry.
"To do as I do;” and with this the mes
senger commences to perform some
antic which the lady or gentleman must
Imitate—say he wags his head side to
Bide, or taps with one foot incessantly
on the floor. The person whose duty
it Is to obey, commands his neighbor to
the right or to the left to “Do as I do,”
also; and so on until the whole com
pany is In motion, when the messenger
leaves the room, re-entering it with
fresh injunctions. While the messen
ger Is in the room he must see his mas
ter’s will obeyed, and no one must stop
from the movement without suffering
a forfeit The messenger should be
some one ingenious in making the an
tics ludicrous, and yet keep within
moderate bounds, and the game will not
tail to produce shouts ot laughter.
Another game, of much the same
character, is known by the title, "Thud
says the Grand Selgnor.” The chief dif
ference is that the first player is sta
tioned in the center of the room and
prefaces his movements, which the
others must all follow, by the above
words. If he varies his command by
framing it, “So says the Grand Selg
nor,” the party must remain still and
decline to follow his example. Any one
who moves when he begins with “So,”
or does not follow him when he com
mences with "Thus," has to pay a for
feit.
In North Dakota the killing of quail
and Hngliah and Chinese pheasants is
prohibited until 1906, and beaver and
otter can not be trapped or killed until
IMS.
“A POLITICAL FAKIR.”
ASKETCH OP NEBRASKA’S SKY
ROCKET STATESMAN.
A Han Who Ha* From tha First Main
tained tbe Reputation of a Political
Fakir—His Weakness In and Ont of
Congress—What About His Next En
gagement?
As to Bryan Biographically.
Indianapolis Journal: The recent
election would not have been complete
without a few false predictions be
forehand and lying statements after
ward by William J. Bryan. Whatever
else may be said of the Nebraska
statesman, It must be admitted that
from his first appearance In politics
he has maintained consistently the
reputation of a political fakir. In
congress he did not display a particle
of legislative capacity, and the only
mark c his service there Is a rhetor
ical and flamboyant speech In favor of
free trade. Having discovered that he
had a voice and talent for posing, he
cultivated theee Qualities until he
found a chance to launch himself be
fore the Chicago convention. His
nomination on the strength of that
speech, without any evidence that he
possessed solid qualities of character,
was a harlequinade unparalleled in
the history of politics. His wild trips
throughout the country after his nom
ination and his frenzied appealB to the
people to free themselves from foreign
domination by declaring In favor of a
policy discarded by all civilized coun
tries, showed he was a fit leader of
the causs he represented. His speeches
were characteristic of the man, plaus
ible, superficial, rhetorical and empty,
sound and fury signifying nothing.
Defeated for president, he leaped’Into
the field of authorship and. inflicted
upon the public his autobiography—
the egotistical story of a life barren of
notable deeds or important results. He
had long since tried law and journal
ism and abandoned both. From 'au
thorship he turned to lecturing, and,
failing in that, became his own ad
vance agent to make dates at county
fairs, where he was billed with double
headed calves and other freaks and
drew his share of the gate money.
The county fair season had not end
ed before the political campaign
opened and he was able to make en
gagements here and there for speech
es.. Excluded from New York and
Maryland, he was welcomed by the fu
slonlsts in Nebraska and the freosil
verltes In Kentucky, two states which
are competing for the honor of being
the last ditch of Bryanism. With
charactertistlc fondness for political
trickery and spectacular effects, he
lent himself to a scheme by which he
was to appear suddenly in Ohio a few
days before the election and preach a
new propaganda of free silver. An en
thusiastic follower said: "One blast
upon his bugle horn were worth one
thousand men.” He was worth morn
than that per- blast to the republicans.
He made less than twenty speeches,
and good Judges estimate that they
were worth at least 20,000 votes to the
republicans. His date at Cincinnati
was canceled for fear he would do
more harm that good, and he was sent
to Cleveland to defeat Senator Hanna.
Result: Cuyahoga county gave the re
publican state ticket nearly 5,000 ma
jority and elected three republican
senators and nine republican repre
sentatives. On the Sunday before the
election Bryan said in Chicago that
the democrats in Ohio expected to
elect the governor and carry the legis
lature. He added: “I feel sure the
free silver forces will make large gains
In Iowa. Instead of that they made
large losses. Last year Bryan received
223,741 votes in that state, while .fm
the recent election White, the demo
catlc candidate for governor, received
only 193,567. The vote for Shaw, the
republican candidate, was 16,000 more
than was ever cast tor a republican
gubernatorial candidate before. The
free silver vote fell oft 30,174 from last
year, while the gold democrats polled
5,434 votes this year, against 4,516 last
year. He is discredited at every point,
his claims after the election as well as
his predictions before.
What will ho say or do next? After
having boxed the compass of occupa
tions, from a lawyer without practice
to a lecturer without audiences, and
quit the county fair business just In
time to get some engagements as a
campaign speaker, he wound up by be
coming a false prophet and fraudu
lent claimant. His autobiography Is
written, the county fair season is over
and the campaign is ended, but there
Is one resource still left him. He
should get somebody to Write a play
entitled “A Political Fakir” and take
the leading part.
Th« Caliinttr Partf.
Kansas City Journal: The populist
movement In Kansas was essentially a
hard times movement. It is not sur
prising, therefore, to find Kansas
farmers, under the revivifying ef
fects of returning prosperity, losing
interest in the doctrines of gloom and
despair and renewing their old alle
giance to republicanism.
The collapse of the Kansas boom of
a dozen years ago left the people of
that state heavily burdened with
mortgage Indebtedness. The prices of
wheat and corn went down and farm
ers had great difficulty in paying their
Interest and defraying the farm ex
penses. Hard times set in and with
them came discontent. This was the
opportunity for the demagogue, and
the demagogue was there to Improve
It. The people were told that their
hardships were the result of bad gov
ernment and that a new political par
ty and new leaders were the remedy.
The republican party was thus made
to bear the blame for the evil effects
of the boom, and later It was shoul
dered with responsibility for the hard
times which democratic misrule at
Washington produced; or, at least
those hard times strengthened the
populists and republicans suffered ac
cordingly.
While the Kansas farmers were
groaning and writhing under advers
ity, however, they were not otherwise
idle. In those dark years they were
paying their debts. The process was
slow and painful, but It was going on
and producing results. The present
year of high prices and good crops was
the climax, and the great work of li
quidation is practically completed. As
the republican party was compelled to
suffer on account of conditions for
which It was in nowise responsible, it
is fair and fitting that it should now
be benefited by a change of conditions
for which it is only partially responsi
ble. The high price of wheat this year
Is due in large measure to the failure
of wheat crops abroad, but the repub
lican party in Kansas is undoubtedly
profiting by the prosperity which
these prices brought the farmers.
Being out of debt and with money
to their credit in the banks, there is
no sensible reason why the Kansas
farmers should longer desire to affili
ate with a party of wails and lamenta
tions, especially when that party has
so freshly demonstrated its incapacity
for intelligent government. The out
look for continued good times in Kan
sas is very bright, and the prospects
for an early and complete reinstate
ment of republican rule are corre
spondingly promising. This year’s
election results are but the prelude to
much better things yet to come.
Not DlMooroglnr.
Lincoln Journal: Handicapped by
the Bartley-Moore robberies the re
publicans anticipated a few months
ago the most overwhelming defeat at
the fall election that they ever en
countered in Nebraska. They were
simply paralyzed by the condition ot
the treasury and the discredit that
had come upon them for their mis
takes In the selection of candidates
for positions of trust They went in
to the campaign with faint hearts and
the central committee having jio funds
to speak of, sent no speakers around
the state to invite discussion or pro
voke severer criticism of the default
ing officials, but confined Itself to
simple measures for keeping up the
organization. >
They decided that the least said on
the stump the better and that the main
argument on their behalf, the great.
prosperity following the election of a
republican president and congress,
would speak for itself better than
trained oratory. Some of the mors
sanguine felt some confidence that the
effect of this silent appeal to the good
sense of the Nebraska farmers and
businass men would be sufficient to
turn the tide against populism and the '
cheap dollar.
While these expectations were not
fully realized, the reduction of the
majority of last fall for Bryanlsm and
foolishness lifts the party from Its de
pression and affords a solid foundation
for an expectation of success in the
election of the next legislature and
state ticket.
The tactics of the pop administra
tion in delaying the trials of the two
defaulters by constant continuances on
Che plea of “other business” was
shrewd, but will not avail to keep the
people In suspense much longer. The
charge that the republican courts
were responsible for the delay has
been the chief capital stock of the
popocrats during the late campaign
and is of a piece with the general
basis of false pretenses with which
their cause has been bolstered from
the beginning.
But these cases will now have to be
tried and the thieves will be brought 1
to book and the state vindicated so !
far as righteous punishment can vin
dicate the honor of the people. In
the meantime the difference between
the republican policy of souhd money
and protection to American industries,
and the collection of suficlcnt reven
ues to pay the expenses of the gov
ernment, as opposed to the idotic sys
tem of the late administration, will
impress itself on the mind3 of the peo
ple and there will be a return to rea
son and righteousness.
The movement is already begun anfl
calamity howling is even now at a
discount in Nebraska, will, like Kan
sas and South Dakota, purge itself of
the disgrace of casting her electoral
ticket for the enrichment of the silver
barons of Colorado, Utah and Mon
tana, at the expense of the producers
of agricultural wealth on the prairies.
The people cannot be tooled all ths
time.
The Foolleh Gold Democrat*.
Iowa Register: The gold Democrats
who this year encouraged the Fred
White fusion will find that they are
not yet done with that ism. Sixteen
to one" is stil on deck. Wo expect to
be compelled to meet it again next
year in the congressional elections,
and three years from now in the pres
idential election. There is only one
thing that could have cured the de
mocracy of Iowa of this ism, and that
is a drop in the vote. If 30,000 gold
democrats bad withdrawn from White
and voted for Shaw, the latter would
have had a plurality of 100,000. That
would have put an end to silver in
Iowa. But on a free silver (platform,
1C to 1, free, unlimited and without the
aid or consent of any other nation, the
democrats have come within 30,000 of
the succesful candidate! The gold
democrats, like Colonel Elboeck, who
voted for Mr. White, we understand,
missed the best opportunity to kill the
free silver issue. Now they will have
to swallow it next year, or else have
only their own party again.
Hrrmtam in K»w York.
Chicago Tribune: If anybody wants
to know how strong Bryanism is in
New York at this time, he has only to
remember that Henry George got
about 20,003 votes of the total, which
was more than 500,000. Then ha
should recall the facts that the George
ticket was officially indorsed by two
thirds of the Bryanized Democratic
national committee, as well as by all
the recognized leaders of the Bryan
faction, such as Altgeld; that the cam
paign was managed by Willis J. Ab
bott, Bryan’s closest personal and po
litical friend, who repeatedy affirmed
that all the Bryanltes would vote for
Young George, for "no friend of Bryan
could vote for the Tammany candi
date,” and that Mr. Abbott practically
admitted that the Bryan cause would
stand or fall by the result. It is evi
dent that only one man in twenty-live
is eager for the social revolution,
though the night before the election
Mr. Abbott was sure George would get £
170,000 votes.
The Only Victorious Democrat.
The Tammany tiger is the only dem
ocrat who won a victory this year.,
Tammany democracy, it may be re
marked, has nothing to do with Bryan
or Bryanism. Van Wyck was elected
on a platform which took no more
heed of the Nebraska hoy than of the
man la the moon. .
