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September 26, 1895 2 CHAPTIB XL WOBDB Or TLMXM. A mui meeting. No ball could hold the vast coneourse of exoited men and women gathered to diacuas the labor trouble, which threat ened to spread like fire into the Indus tries, and even to grVve color to the dread of an outburst of communism, which has always been a bug-bear to Chicago. Loud of voice and strong of lung, Demagogue Schlossinger roared his de nunciations from the platform with a rude brute eloquence that even struck chords of sympathy in Frank Grey's heart, much as he despised the man. It was a bitter arraigning', of the wealthy classes, showing under a glar ing light of savage criticism the Job beries and corruptions of publlo offices, the cruel tyranny of monopolies, the hard, fettered fate of the man who had to work for his daily bread. Vulgar and ill-bred as the fellow was he was a bora orator, and when he rose to pas sion (in his speeoh men listened with breathless interest But a strange thing was to happen. The speaker was In the midst of the most lurid flight of his imagination, and paused with folded arms to let the weight of his words sink into the hearts of his hearers. Every eye was fixed on him. Every bosom was thrilled with emotion. Suddenly no one could say exactly how or whence she came a young woman sprang to his side, pale as mar ble and with flashing eyes, hatless and with hair streaming in the wind. She stood for a moment facing the astonished multitude, then, in a voice laden with passion, but clear and mu sical as a bell, she cried with uncon scious plagiarism: "Men and women hear me, for I will speak. I come to you from a home made desolate by your folly, from the bedside of a half -murdered husband, with the cries of my children for bread ringing in my maddened ears. 0, listen to mel For the sake of your wives and little ones you must and shall hear me." The silence was intense. "Order," yelled Atkins, recovering bis self-possession. "Throw her out! Off with the crazy fool." "No, nol" roared the fickle crowd. "Let her speak." Was this ill-clad young woman in spired? Words leaped from her lips in clear, resonant tones that held the people spellbound. Men forgot her haggard look and mean attire, as their ears drank in the music of her voice, as they listened to the terrible tale of their sufferings; and when in glowing tones Bhe pictured her happy days before the , strike, and drew the contrast of her Dresent blitrhted hearth, the women sobbed with sympathy and even men's eyes filled with tears. Nor did they grow restive when she reproached them for sacrificing to their pride the comfort of those they should have loved dearer than their lives the follv, the madness of their actions, which had led them to the very verge of murder. "And for what," she cried, "for what have you steeped your souls in crime and shadowed your homes in poverty? For a sentiment for a weak, sickly sense of offended dignity, which a school boy would blush to pout over." Then, with infinite tenderness, she drew a picture of her sister's sorrows, and the tragic story of Joe Henderson's love and ruin. And at last, in one grand burst of passionate eloquence, . with quivering lips and tear-stained face, she appealed to the women, the real sufferers in this unequal fight, to lend their sympathy and lead the bread winners back to a sense of duty. She finished cast one look full of mute pathos at the people and with head bowed low retreated from the platform. For a moment there was silence; then the pent-up feelings of those thrilling forty minutes burst forth in one tre mendous roar of applause. Cheer upon cheer greeted the brave girl, as she stepped through the crowd; women clung round her and kissed her mid mingled tears and laughter; men shook her by the hand and poured lavish praises in her ears. Well might those self-elected tribunes of the people, Schlossinger and Atkins, look glum, for the backbone of the strike was broken and the next day.the busy hum of industry made music in the erst deserted shipyards of Chicago. ' And one man went back to his lodg ing dismayed at the events feeling very much as if his temple of theories were but a house built of cards, which a girl with her finger had toppled over and left him more In doubt than ever as to which was the best way to solve the intricate problem of the rights oi labor. CHAPTER XTL AU11UU Mi I 111 Ed W&XUlfA, The weeks fie w rapidly by. The merchants of the city presented T T T I TT , J 111 . n i jneun xiarmuu wiva a purse oi nv hundred dollars. George was on a fair . way to recovery. Alice had secured position in a store, where her lithe step and laughing eyes bore testimony to a contented spirit that rejoices in a fail j day's wage for a fair day's work, and ; even Joe Henderson was hoping to re deem the future, and all but Frank Grey .were happy. . Times were not prosperous with hjm. Spring succeeded winter, yet he had Se cured no permanent employment, while the fees he had received for desultory contributions to the journals and mag azines had been so small that he wai obliged to draw on his little capital till the end of his resources was unpleas antly close at hand. "Literature," sneered the eccentrio Bailey in his forcible style, when one day Frank met him in his rambles, "ii a tolerable cane, but an Infernally un reliable crutch." Now necessity has no laws. The world did not want his services, save In one way, and that the most ob noxious to him. He must once more turn schoolmaster, the only profession in the states which seems always to offer a chance of employment to the impecu nious, who stay in it, in nine cases out of ten, just as short a time as necessity compels them to do so. His new field of labor for he soon found a position was a village a hun dred miles from the city amid the rich, rolling prairies of Illinois. He had been down to the place to in terview successfully the sehool author- A. TOUNO WOMAN SFBANG TO-HIS SIDE. ities, and was returning to Chicago to spend the last few days of freedom be fore taking possession of his new in cumbency. The railroad car was crowded. He found himself seated beside an oldish man, dressed in a shabby suit of black a man who looked as though he had seen better days. His features, strong ly marked, were ashy pale, and his lips occasionally twitched convulsively. "Are you sick, sir?" Grey asked. He was startled by the short, nerv ous reply: "Get me out of the train, or I shall die!" Grey at once alarmed the conductor, who vainly sought a physician among the passengers, while the growing pal lor in the sufferer's face threatened a serious end to the adventure. "We stop at Princeton next. If some one would only see him to the hotel he may have a chance," the conductor sug gested. Grey at once volunteered his services. "If you choose to stop and take care of your sick friend," the proprietress of the hotel declared, "he may remain; but our hotel's no hospital, nor I ain't no nurse." Common humanity demanded that Grey should see the sufferer at any rate through the night, though he thought ruefully of the additional expense he was encountering, for he felt assured that the old fellow would have to be his debtor for all outlay. Coho the doctor called it that com mon pestilence of the western states but sharp remedies prevailed, and towards morning the patient dozed into a slight, grateful slumber. "I am better," he gasped on waking. "Of course you are," Grey responded cheerfully. "You'll be on your legs again in no time." "But, you will not leave me yet?" "Why, yes, I must be going soon." "Don't go. Stay a little." "Well, we'll see. Now don't worry yourself about trifles. I'm not very flush myself, but I can find enough to see you through this little trouble. I'll settle the bill here before I go." This seemed to pacify the sick man, for he grew rapidly better, and before noon was talking as gliblyas though he had never been sick, astounding Grey with his terse remarks Nay, the young fellow, to his own amazement, found himself chattering over his own adven tures in Chicago, partly with a view of diverting his listener and partly be cause he was glad to get a congenial spirit to talk to. In fact, the old gentleman picked up so immensely that it was decided that Frank should continue his journey on the midnight mail, leaving the man he had played the Samaritan to to follow at his leisure. "I have some little influence In Buf falo, where I live. Give me your ad dress; who knows what may turn up? Grey, with an amused smile, wrote the number of his street in his friend's pocketbook as desired, little dreaming that he would ever hear anything of the dear old fellow again. And, hav ing thus done his duty, he paid the hotel bill and left the place. d our days alter war as be received a letter from the Western New York Boiling Mill company, offering him the position of assistant secretary, at a sal' ary of eighteen hundred dollaps a year, and by the same mall a sweet, woman ly letter, dated from Prospect street, Buffalo, in which the writer thanked him warmly for his kindness to her husband, and addedi "He has been fortunate enough to secure for you the offer of an appointment, which, though not very great, Is likely to be a stepping-stone to something better. It is needful that you should be here forth with, so I suggest your coming to Buf falo by the train that reaches the city at nine o'clock on Tuesday morning, next, when, in my husband's absence from home, I will meet you at the station. Mr. Woodgrove hopes that, for the present, you will make our house your home. We are plain, simple people, but will do our best to make you comfortable. Beply at once, and oblige your cordial friend, "Dobotht Woodgrove." These wonderful letters Frank Grey read as in a dream. "How the dickens," he mused, "could that seedy old fellow have wrought the miracle? It only corroborates my sus picions that he has seen better days, and though broken in fortune has pow erful friends whom he has importuned in my behalf. As for going to their house, that is all right, they doubtless want a lodger, and I will try and be a liberal one." The union depot at Buffalo is a big rambling building, which when thronged with hundreds of bustling people pouring forth from trains from every point of the compass, presents a broad field for the search of an un known person. Grey took in the absurdity of his po sition for the first time. How could he recognize Mrs. Woodgrove? Well, he would hunt for a genteel old lady in faded black, who, like her husband, bore the sad insignia of decayed pros perity, but he searched in vain. Suddenly he came face to face with an elderly gentlewoman, richly dressed in Bealskins and silks. A sweet, gen tle face, crowned with braided gray hair, looked pleasantly up into his and a well gloved hand was stretched forth toward him. "Mr. Grey, of Chicago?" a pleasant voice asked. "Xes, madam," Frank stammered. "And you?" "Mrs. Woodgrove," she replied, shak ing his hand heartily. "I am indeed glad to see you; come straight to my carriage; give your checks to the coachman, and he will attend to your baggage." Cinderella riding in her pumpkin carriage behind her rat horses was not in such a whirl of astonishment as Grey when he found himself bowling along behind a pair of high-stepping bays up the finest avenue of Buffalo. And what a home! A fine stone-front mansion standing in spacious grounds with all the luxurious surroundings that wealth could accomplish. "Now," said this gracious lady, when they were indoors, "I want you really to feel that you have come home." "You are too kind." The poor, friend less fellow could not keep back the tear from his eye. "We are an old childless couple," she continued, "and you were so good to my Marcus, the best husband woman ever had. He says again and again that if it had not been for you he would have died. Oh!" she added, earnestly, "you do not know how precious a life you saved." "Really, my dear lady, you exagger ate my services," Grey remonstrated, feeling really uncomfortable at the warmth of her gratitude. "I would have done for anyone else what" "Oh, yes; I know you would. That is just it. Now, tell me, are your parents living?" "No; they are dead." "Your relations?" "I have none at least none who have ever acknowledged me, and, as they are rich and I am poor, I suppose I may say that I am quite alone in the world." "The old story," she sighed. "I graduated at an eastern college, then drifted west." "And none to love you?" "No relation." 'Ah, I understand nay, do not blush, though the color is very becom ing to your cheeks. Now, Mr. Grey, I wanted to ask a favor of you." "Be assured it will be granted." "I want you to try hard to love me just one little bit." "No need to try, dear Mrs. Woodr grove; no one could be in the same house with you and not love you." "That is very prettily spoken, Mr. Grey, so I will reward your gallantry by dismissing you to your own chamber till we meet at lunch." The first thing Grey did when he found himself in the solitude of his room was to write a long letter to Jack Wilders, a pleasure he had denied him' self during his long disappointments in Chicago for now with a clear con science he could beg the honest pros pector to tell him all the news of Ore- town. Little did he think that while he was basking in the sun of prosperity, the cold clouds of trouble were hanging over the head of the girl he loved dearer than life itself. (To b Continued.) Tailed Down. He was saying all sorts of soft things to her. "Sir!" she exclaimed, with sudden in dignatlon. "Oh, I beg your pardon," he replied, hastily, "I meant nothing by" "That's Just what I don't like, sir. What I want to hegr Is something yon mean. The Himalayas miles away. have been seen 214 Beware of Ointments for Catarrh that Contain Mercury. as mercury will sorely destroy th sense of smell And completely derange the whole system. Bach article! should never be need except on prescrip tions from reputable physicians, at the damage they will do Is ten fold to the (rood yon can pos sibly derWe from them. Hall's Catarrh Core, manufactured by F. J. Cheney A Co., Toledo, O., contains no mercury.and Is taken Internally, act ing; directly npon the blood and mncnoua sur faces of the system. In boring Hall's Catarrh Core be sure you fret the irenuine. It Is taken Internally, and made In Toledo, Ohio, by F. J. uneney dt Co. Testimonials free. HfBold by Druggists, pries 75c. per bottle. THER'S FUN AHEAD. Bf Tker Are Any Mora Boods Issued Boa tor fetter Will Advocate Repudiation. Senator Peffer is out In a newspapei interview in which be makes the bold statement: "If another issue of bonds is made without the authority of congress, I skall advise their repudiation." , Continuing, the senator says: "I considered the bond issue frauds lent and I have not changed my posi tion since then. I still think that the government had no authority to issue bonds without the authority of con gress. "I am satisfied that there will an other bond issue before October 1, be cause the syndicate has been given the privilege of taking all the bonds issued before then. There is only one thing which may prevent a bond issue and that is the fear that it may weaken the democratic strength. They are making heroic efforts to strangle the free silver sentiment in all the states and have to a considerable extent suc ceeded. Look how they squelched it in Kentucky and Arkansas and nearly all the other states where the test has been made. They are compelling the silver men to go outside the democratic party if they desire, to adhere to that principle. "If there be another bond issue with out authority of congress I intend to introduce a resolution advising the re pudiation of the bonds. They were issued without authority and are fraudulent, and the people should not be compelled to pay them. This may not sound well, but there Is no use in allowing the people to be imposed upon any longer, and I will call their attention to the matter in a resolution. I do not consider these bonds a just debt of the government. "When the first bond issue was pro posed Secretary Carlisle came to both houses of congress and asked legisla tive authority for the issue. He went so far as to prepare a bill for that pur pose and presented it to the commit tees of both the senate and the house. Congress refusing to act, the secretary gave notice that if he were not author ized by special act he would issue bonds without such authority; and he did so. I called attention to these facts at the time, charged that the bonds were issued illegally, and also introduced a resolution instructing the judiciary committee of the senate to examine and report whether the sec retary had such authority under exist ing law, and the committee dared not report, because they knew there is no such law. " Associated Press. MORE MONEY CANNOT SAVE. No Solution of the Money Question Will Avail Unless Interest Is Destroyed There by. If it takes twenty pounds of cotton to get a dollar, isn't there something the matter with the dollar? If you have to work ten hours to get a dollar, when you used to get two for ten hours, what's the matter? Isn't the matter in the dollar? If it takes two bushels of wheat to get a dollar, isn't there something wrong with the dollar, when you used to get a dollar for one bushel? If you have to sell twice as many goods to get dollars enough to pay store rent as you once did, is the trouble in your goods or the dollars? If the trouble is not in the dollar, where is. it? Wouldn't it be a good thing to locate the trouble, wherever it is, and then cure it? Or, do you think "trood times" will cure it? If you do, what do you say to this fact: With the same kind of "good times" as we have had in the past, and the same concentration of wealth in the hands of the people who don't create it, all the wealth in fourteen years will be owned by a few monopolists. Who will own vou then? Who will own your children? Can you think? Don t flatter yourself that more money will settle the labor problem. It will bring relief, but this is an age of machinery and the machines that make shoes, clothing, coats, hats, wagons, plows, that bale hay, harvest, plant and stack wheat, set type, cut and fold newspapers, pull stumps, plow corn and work roads and in fact do all kinds of labor so much better, cheaper and quicker than you can, will find emolovment while vou are idle, no matter how plentiful money may be. Nine million producers now supply the wants of our sixty or seventy millions of people. A few more inventions equal to the type setting machines, hay balers and stump pullers and that number will be reduced one hall You see the laboring man will soon be largely like a worn out suit of clothes. Coming Nation. FORGING THE CHAINS. The Attorney for the Debtor Is Being- Wined and Dined DT tne ureauor. James H. Eckels, of Illinois, is the comptroller of the currency of the TTnlt.irl States, a nosition he holds through an appointment at the hands of Urover Cleveland, tie is arawing for his services 85.000 a year, which is paid by the taxpayers of the United States. Late dispatches announce mat he is in London, Eng. He was enter tained by Ambassador Bayard and tne press reports state that "several lead ing English financiers were present Later dispatches say "Mr. Eckels has made several visits to the Bank of England during the week," and that "he is studying the methods of bank ing of that institution." In plain words, this fellow Eckels a hired man of the American people, Is absent from his post of duty, drawing a salary of nearly $14 a day of the taxpayers' money, dining with English financiers and visiting the Bank of England to advise himself of their methods. Isn't it a nice spectacle for the producers of this country to witness! May the Su preme Euler of the universe give the yeomanry of this country backbone enough to drive from power in 1893 ev ery American tory that holds a gov ernment position. Missouri World. The political life of the Texas dem ocrat Is a burden to him, for the popu list is camped on his trail and he know th that he is doomed. Missouri World . ROPE AROUND HIS NECK. A KANSAS MISCREANT BARELY SAVED FROM A MOB. RESCUED BY THE MAYOR. Osage Cltj Hen for Nearly Four Hours Wrestle With O (Beers In Trying to Get LooU Thomas From the Authorities, and are Balked by Strategy Just as They Had Their Han. Osage City, Kan., Sept 18. Louis Thomas, a disreputable man, enticed the 12-year-old imbecile daughter of O. E. McElfresh from her home yes terday and brutally assaulted her. He was arrested. Last night a large body of men gathered at the jail. The mayor tried to persuade them to disperse, but they picked him up and carried him away. ior nearly lour nours tne officers were kept busy guarding the entrance to the cell. When the electric lights were turned off at 12:45 o'clock this morning, the crowd surrounding the city hall numbered about 300 men. At 12:55 six men approached Night Watch Ogren who was guarding the rear en trance and demanded the keys. Ogren had hidden them but the men over powered and searched him. Failing to secure the keys they seized - the fire axes, battered down the wooden door and rushed into the corridor. Using the same axes they broke the iock, opened tne ceil and, placing a rope around Thomas's neck, pulled him out of the building and hurried down Main street to Third and then to Safiiord street, where the rope was thrown over a telegraph pole. While the crowd was waiting for the rope to be properly placed, City Mar shal McMillan, followed by a band of deputies, cautiously worked their way close to tne prisoner, and before the would-be lynchers realized their pres ence the rope was cut from Thomas' neck and prisoner and -rescuing party backed irom tne crowd. McMillan conducted Thomas to a place of safety and by 1:30 o'clock was on the way by secluded roads to the county jail at Lyndon. The feeling runs very high this morning and 7ery little doubt exists about a repetition of last night's at tempt at Lyndon. The parents of the child report her in a precarious condition. NO CUBAN RECOGNITION, The United States Unlikely to Take Any Positive Action at Present. Washington, Sept. 18. Save vague newspaper reports, nothing is known at the state department of the inten tion of any of the governments of the American republics to recognize the belligerency of the Cuban revolution ists, and it is quite certain that no formal application for such recogni tion by the United States has been made. It is not perceived here how the insurgents can reap any substan tial advantages at this time for such recognition. The only comfort that they would derive would be from the moral effect of an assent by an inde pendent power to the proposition that they had assumed statehood. As far as the United States is con cerned, it took such a pronounced stand in the case of the late Brazilian insur rection that it could scarcely recog nize the insurgents in the case of Cuba at present without a complete reversal of its position. It has held that, to entitle them to reeognition,ln surgents must set up a seat of govern ment and maintain it; that they must issue money, and must possess a navy to make effectual any blockade they wish to establish in short, that they must have an actual defacto govern ment. The state department is not in formed that any of these requirements have been met by the Cubans. POLITICS AND CRIME. Professor Warner of California Attacks the Present Police Systems. Denteb, Col., Sept 18. At this morning's session of the national pris on congress a paper on "Politics and Crime," written by Amos G. Warner, professor of economics and social sci ence in the Leland Stanford university of California, and read by John ,N. Dryden of Kearney, Neb., created a sensation. "If the state itself is under the influence of criminals," wrote Mr. Warner, "how can it hope to reform criminals? Setting a thief to catch a thief was an old-time doctrine, but the plan of setting a thief to reform a thief has never yet been defended. The representatives of the state with which criminals are most frequently brought into contact are policemen, police justices, sheriffs, sheriffs' deputies and others only a shade if at all better than the crim inals themselves. The hope for the cure of criminals largely lies in cura tive treatment in the early stages. Petty offenders and those on the verge of criminality in tne large cities sel dom or never get beyond this line of guards, and live more or less in their presence. The police to them repre sent the state." Whipped by a Postmaster's Wife. Spkingfield, Mo, Sept 18. At Nichols Junction this morning John Brickel, a hotel keeper, was horse whipped by Mrs. W. W. Wilkerson, wife of the postmaster, in the office. Mrs. Wilkerson charges that Brickel insulted her. He denies her story. Fatalities at a Ball Fight. City, op Mexico, Sept. 18. 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