Sl'PPLEMENT. LOUP CITY NORTHWESTERN, Ixiup City, .... Nebraska Friday. October 2fi, ... evolution of the bEMOCRATIC PARTY, fROM"KICKER”TO'CROAKER AkkIk to Williiun. (An intercepted Letter.) (By T. C. lliirbaugli.) Dear William: I’m still in a terrible strait. And yet they tell uie that I'll buvo to wait Till you are eleeted. I very nitteh doubt If I can until then 'gainst the army hold out. I'm hiding just now, and it's very poor fun, And I fear that the chance* are sixteen to one That 1 will be captured; so hurry up, Bill. And send me a grist from your para mount mill. Just now 1 am killing of soldiers a score. And when you're elected I'll kill a few more; We know you are with us, so just bet your jeans We’ll pull the flag down in the fair Phil ippines, And T will divide when I get this domain, And sell out again to the kinglet of Spain. My love give to Atkinson when him you see. And when you meet Wellington, kisv him for me. I think of you often, dear Bill, and 1 wish you Success, only make me the "paramount issue.” I'm sure you are side to cateh all the floaters. And with your palaver to hoodwink the voters. "McKinley won’t do," are the words that I pen, He’s shooting my soldier* who umhu-h his men; It's terrible, horrible. Bill, I declare. Ills blue coated soldiers, they never light "fair,” And, if they would let me, I say to you that I'd eouie to your rescue, a good 1 lento erat. Now. keep up the battle. Pin puking to you, I pray for you daily that's all I • ii do T keep out «f sight, for I'll never Is taken. The "paramount Issue" with uie is m? bacon. If I should lose that and to ruin Is hurl'd, Y»u'd lose the tost friend that y, i have in the world Aland up for me, William don't let me get stuck Your I'riend Atirix \i.iNt, • In awful hard io k* Farm Value of Wheat. I»# |.ar»«n« a I .«» * art< ullar*'* I V ■ af tMi Mini i*»im Mtatwi.«il ,. ui I attti jtn ititii (mmi lautt IMA MlW,VIM lIMKt ilMI IHMI tHMt * • ftKMKMBKJtl iMaila IMn'4 i»m «*-»nl IW a * k»•• a * * hang* lw ^wk»ti »u**»*nU ‘•DEAR BOY” LETTERS. No. 10 My Dear Boy: I want you to do a little work in poli ties before election. 1' want you not only to vote right, but to get two or three others to vote right. 1 know that your friend Morgan says that politician* are all corrupt nud that, if a man wants to turn out a grand rascal, all he has to do is to mi* into politics. But. my boy, there are two kinds of political workers. A little true story will show you what I mean: In 1M-4K, Martin Van Buren failed to get the Democratic nomination for the presidency. lie and his friends bolted the ticket and lie accepted the nomina tion of the Free Soil party, llis brilliant son, John Van Bureu, went up into Mas sachusetts to make some Free Soil speeches for his father. Now with Prince John, as hi> was familiarly called, polities was a game, lie had no real, fixed, po litical principles. And it was a revela tion to him when he got into Massachu setts and found men like Harrison, Dig ginson, John Brown and others, of pure character and lofty ideals, whose very lives were laid on the altar in the cause of freedom. When he came back from his trip, he met a friend in New York and the following conversation took place: “Hello, John: where have you been?" ••Up in Massachusetts, making Free Soil speeches for father." “Itill you find many Free Boilers up there?" "Yes, and, <1 n it, they believe it, too, Mv boy, this nation's safety depends largely iinoii tlio political work of men who work bemuse in their very heart of hearts they believe that their political principles are founded in truth and right eousness, That is the kind of worker I want you to be. Iton’t gi t down to any thing mean or tricky, but work because you believe that tin1 Kcpuhlican position is right, and that tin* election of McKin ley and Hoosevelt will be for tin* good of the nation and the good of the world. Now I will tell you what 1 want you to do. I want you first to go down and see Harney f'rogan. They have been slutting him with tlie statement »lint the Kcpuhlican party is the rich man's party, and that the Democratic party is the poor man's party. He sees the rich men and greut corporations growing richer and they have told him that whenever a rich man grows richer it is at some poor man's expense. They liuve told him that the Itcpnhtican policy makes “the rich richer and the poor poorer." I want you to go down and tell him that when a farmer raises a thousand bushels of corn, the fanner is richer and no man is the poorer, hut some poor man will get the jolt of cutting that corn and lie the hotter off. Tell him that when a man digs a thousand dollars' worth of go'll out of the ground he is richer, but nobody is the poorer. Show him thin there is such a thing as a natural increase of the world’s wealth which benefits all. Ti ll him that in this country, whenever the rich arc doing the best the poor ore doing tin- best; that when coal operators make money miners have more work and better pay; that when railroads and man ttfart un i s are making money labor is most abundant and receives its highest reward. Tell him that the Kcpuhlican party is tin* p.'irtjr for flu* whole propit', rich find poor alike, Toil him iliut wo t|o not believe in arraying one class against another, but that nil classes should work together for the common weal. And then point him to tiic results of McKinley’* administration as proof of what you say. And keep poking the truth at him until he sees it and promises to vote for Mc Kinley, Then go and sec Will Barton. A Dem ocratic neighbor is trying to got him to trade on u part of the ticket. Tell Will that tiiis is not the year for a Keptthlican to monkey with his ticket. He will get it tangled up and twisted till his ballot will not be counted if lie is not careful There Is too much at stake this year. Tell him to let his 1 teiiiocratic friend vote n he will, but that this is the year for straight Republican votes. Do this, inv boy, and then vote right yourself, and when the news of victory conies you can cheer with a vim and rejoice that you have a share in the glory. YOl It FATIIKR. Farm Value of Corn. I’enartmcnt of Agriculture's Figures. Year. A in on at. I Mil.”.. $700,87.1.731 ) .. ihim). nia.M7i.oi2 \ """ 1800. 7 11.70 1.207/.. lOOO. 8.10,8 1 0.000 \ '‘rP — WHICH? WHEN? WHY? WHAT? Suppose \u* do make the Ki’ipihnv hide pendent: an- al*n going to make the Mih ,-iI»*■ Tm,'> independent V Are w** going to make the Moron inde pendent V To e>tahli*h a Yiaeayan government and a Hnln repuhlie? How ulHiiit the Xegritoea mid the n-v « njy or eighty different tribe* that *peak different language*? Are ue to e*tabli%U an independent govt-runter t for eueh'f ^ ■ ' . \\ • nut*! either e«tabti«»b from *e\eii!jr to eighty independent republic* or eKc im |h»»« the gj\eminent of one trd»e on all A4 anelt a iiuiuImi of independent re (luhin^ i« an mi pr.iitie.il pt’p<»Mteu.. are hi* to ihi(*»•«* u T agoing government on the M i» -.the)**' '* II \|oro gov er mm lit I* the \<»«uian« 4 a n i n government on the N'-gittoe*, ami hi on It If He ure to !iitp*»« on*- g *%etnineiif **n another. t« it not «*• tter that we km-H t*er«iit h iltd m hat it U to be ,i« othe* Herd*, tty our own |uivriiarfttY mu RON [R6USN PAPERS STANO \tWM» !»ti of ttm |i«», M»M fk (•»•!<« .11* It* . .11 th* ( kit *.| Ml«l% •. »h«»k lh« * f.titl.it !•»*(( I it t* It . it l (uiiuttt N' t» I kit, lit tint «. (*t (j *• uu It* ^ It * .* .. .T 4 l‘n «. »t>tk . .1 N I*... .. > if Mitt *1 I f* * It U 4 4 4 1 l*t»* LiiMttiun « 4 T .. I a ! * • t • • 11. *t YOU GOT EVERYTHING THAT YOU ASKED FOR. i From the Colorado Hpring* (iiMlte.) To the People of the United State*, Ureetlng: Four years ago - You demanded work for your idle sons. You got it. You never had so many people employed as now. You wanted your idle capital to be employed. You got it. You wanted to see th® army of tramps mustered out. They are gone. You wanted your soup houses closed. They are cloned. You wanted to get rid of the receivers of your railways and banks. They are gone. You wanted to see the sntoke coming from the stack* of your smelters, mills and factories. It came. Many have since been kicking about the smoke nuisance. You wanted the savings bank deposits to increase. Never so large in your history as at present. You wanted to see interest rates decrease that your people could borrow more cheaply wherewith to develop your resources. You got it. Interest lias never been so low us now. You demanded more money. The circulation must be increased per capita. You got it. (lot It so suddenly it almost dazzled you. You demanded that one dollar be just as good us another. You got it. That is the kind we have now, and you can get all the silver or paper you want at any hank, You demanded the markets of the world for your surplus products and goods. Von got it. (lot it so suddenly it almost dazzled you. You wauled us to stop borrowing money in Europe. We stopped it. and Europe is now borrowing money from us. You wanted the government to collect every dollar of the Pacific railroad debt, instead of a PORTION, as Mr. Cleveland proposed. Mr. McKinley made them pay every cent, principal and interest. You wanted Cuba liberated. It was done. You wanted the rights of our people maintained at home and abroad. It has laeli done. What vou really wanted the worst «u* what Mr McKinley piomised: •AN HON KMT HOI,I.Alt AM) A CHANCE TO EARN IT." You got both. Not from the Brynmtes, but it was none the less accept able to the man behind the dinner bucket. If you want more things of this serf you can get them from the same source. Yours devotedly, AMMI PETTO i It EW, THE FANCS AND THE TAIL WHICH REPRESENTS REAL PROGRESS? Anil-Free Silver Countr c». The United States. Austria*Hungary. Belgium. Brazil. Canada. Chile. Costa Rica. Denmark. E«ypt. Franco. Germany. Croat Britain. Creeco. Japan. Norway. Portugal. Russia. Spain. Sweden. Switzerland. Turkey. Uruguay. Venezuela. Free Silver Countries, Bolivia. China. Colombia. Ecuador. Guatemala. Honduras. Mexico. Nicaragua. Persia. Peru Salvador. Tripoli. Mr Bryan W4tita to ti4it*i**r tli»* I iiiled Slcn*-. it look 4s il it v-ouM p»\ * WAGE EARNERS. the » Ht\ % m \ h »t. »h !• inr •lltff »• • Hiiiik* t u> krM, |Ht»u H tl.» « I MD It I lit I <*ll.t » It I Htllllr.l I |Ini| Ik tll«x| UIhii I Mtlllnl lain.* «tll<» l Ub‘4 l\ lilt I I «M»il (***•# »• .11*.I I ,». * , , Itti W I* Jit < I* (• »«!•» J«» ia i.. to . ♦» tl«> . I t t t* it. MO • |* |.*» il«| Ml . t. IN II MO )•«' | M<| I. ... .1 !• II %o|« , , . , II ooiu II to (.*» .Ii| *4 no |M %.t oo !>• i 4*1 HUH II l» INI MMI I "It HH ■ rmTT 1- '• A Story of Country Life. BH1.BI* JMBMHili VTi i~T7f -1M BY ALMA L. PARKER, GUIDE ROCK, NEB. CIIAPTKU VII.—(Continued.) All eyes now turned toward .Simon, as In* arose to Ids feet. ‘ .Mr. Chairman," he said. "I fool duty-bound to make lids announce* inent before this assemblage of wise men. I must disown all traitors in my family. 1 have always tried to treat my children right, and to train them up In the way they should go, but I see my efforts have been In vain. This daughter I have always loved; she was at one time the pride of our family, but If she has turned out to be a cold hearted traitor and have her name written with those Infernal goldbugs, who could blame me If I disowned her? 1 will therefore say to Miss Vinnie Grey, with the honorable convention for witness, that you are no longer a welcome guest ill the home of your father; that you shall never enter my home again, nor plant your feet on my land, nor come where I can ever look into your face, I have no use for traitors, even if they bear tin' honora ble name of Grey." ('ll A ITKIl VIII. Tin* Ideas of tin* Irishman. Tin* MMatlooal tplMd* it the cob vcntlou was now almost forgotten, for another year lint! conn* ami gone. It was near the end of I'.MMh Simon's fam ily seemed to In* prospering financially, hut it was not the happy family that it was in the days when Vinuit* occasion ally came home. She had now been married over a year; she no longer hot* the "honorable" name of "Urey.” "I’a," said Anna. "I can’t si i.v away any longer. I simply must see Vln nit*. It’s a downright shame the way we treat her.” "It’s no more than she deserves," su'd her father, "and what’s more, you | won't go to see her either, unless you wish me to treat yon its I treat her. As long as her name is Harrington, and she’s on the side of Republicanism, none who belong to this family circle shall ever go to the town she lives lu!" j Simon had been so rigid in bis orders | that cveu Cynthia, to keep peace in the family, bad never seen Vlnnle since that memorable convention day. Hut you could plainly sec tiiat trouble was rooted deep lu her soul. She was really heart-broken, and prayed for the day to come when Simon would repent. One evening as they were seated to gether in the parlor., listening, to Si mon's explanation of the new political ipiestlon, called "expanlsou," there came a knock at tin* door. "Who could it be?" they all whis pered, as Jimmie ran to open the door. •'Is tills where Mr. Simon Urey lives?" said a familiar voice. ••Well. I'll he gol darned." said Jim mie, “if it Isn't I'nele Ezra." Hearty were tin* hand-shakes, nml when Ezra took Simon's hand in his he held it for a moment, glanced 'round the loom, and asked !u a bewildered way; "Where's Viunie?" "Oh, she's married,” said Simon bravely, but tin* other eyes in the room tilled with tears. "oh. yes," he said. "I remember now of you writing about It. I came very near never finding you, Simon," he said laughing. ••The old weather-beaten house, having been painted and en larged, made tin* place look different. I wasn't sure that you lived here: but I concluded to call and find out wheth er you did or not. I couldn't find you at tin* poor house." "t,reut heavens. Kara, you didn't call at tin* poor house t<« timl tin*!" Simon said, excitedly. "You must have a very poor opinion of me if you did." "Dou’t Is* surprised, Simon." said Cvntbia, "at Ezra expecting to tlud us in the poor house. You know we told him, if McKinley was elected, we'd probably go there. I have been ashamed many times of what we said, uud the prophecies we made; Imt really, we didn't know any better then." Ezra Urey lauglud "That's all right. Cynthia. I'ui glad you were mistaken, f,,r I should much rather tlnd you !i\lng in your own comfortable hone*. You all look well, guess you have had plenty to eat." •of I'oun* wi* havo, I’utk Kara." sabl J limit it- ‘ l*a iiiwhI to toll u» wo'it •tano to il«*atii If Mi'KIeh t wu» Hoot od, but wh la! wo u#*or b.t*h pit* out) «ak*» to oat In'foro, Wo’.t'o i;>*1 sumo luoiioy lilt) atoiiml lo ro. too, md"* pla<-o. b**to' that (mi * afrabl to put it ttt tb* baulk. Ma il skin no a' to If 14 toll )un tabor** »«• kopt It." Jiin 10io," »ai4 Ul» fatbor. “if toil say any tuoro I aball mak»? you tNir tl«o room. *b» you boarV* “Hookon I »l« I Haln't ttraf " I toll you. liira." ••«t)utto*l HiHo.it “It tia» i«'i*k royab 4 %aMt' to mako a tiki l u.usl ttioso y« or* I bato to*.I to no boon mamtifo Motti M Vour Ho*rt out U« to with m> «tboat iWy * " | sd your now b»*tM«* is pout ft if >“ b . Ilk 111.- »k U > < Oik i >. Iftfit kH) Hu|>)«iw | Ii4‘lii t iHlfltt to k*<«> Ikt H •>( I III *' I.INI l«f luw’wf » tb».t4f ut l»Sb t !»»»«* s»'M boa Htw* • " “Xaf, HiiMt'k. ' mM t fttlbit ‘ 4 It t pretend just because your prophecies didn't come true Hint we are still hav ing lianl times. You know, Simon, we never mnile money easier.” "Cynthia,” Interrupted her better half, looking bothered, "you don't know wliut you’re talkin’ about.” "Now, Simon,” said Ezra, "Judging from appearances, Cynthia must be right. What are hogs worth now?" "About $1.00 at present, I believe.” “What are calves worth?” "Well, they're too awful high. The war raised the price of beef.” "Mill how could that affect It?” "Why, It makes a greater demand.” "Ah. Simon, but you told me when I was here before that supply and de mand had nothing to do with the regu lation of prices.” "I don't remember about It; If I did. I've changed my mind since then. Hero, hogs are a goon price, but they are ! scarce, and they ought to be higher t tut it they are. If it wasn't for them rich fellows that have control of the markets we'd get what we'd ought to have.” “Oil, Simon, you re too hard to satis fy. Why, you wouldn't be satisfied with Ilcuvcn, unless Itrynn was Ood, and there was fret* silver. What's corn worth now?" "1 don’t know," said Simon. "I haven't had a ehanee to take any to market yet. I've been too busy to husk any myself, and hired hands are us seam* as heu's teeth." “Wanes are good, then?" "Yes, they're too almighty good to suit me. Why, It's enough to break a farmer up to hire help." "It's a sign of good times, Simon. I see jou are prospering despite the gold standard." "Well, Ezra, I am as much In favor of free silver as 1 ever was. in spite of your so-called good times, but that is not the main reform that now confronts us. The principal ipiestlou now Is the Philippine war. It is a disgrace to this nation,'’ "So you are an anti-expansionist, are you, SI molt V" "You're right. I am. I am on the side of those poor Filipinos who are being oppressed. 1 am on the side of Agul mildo, the Washington of the Philip pines, They are lighting for freedom, and they ought to have it. If I were a Filipino as I am an American I would never lay down my arms, never!” "Simon.” said Ezra, “It is just sueh men as you that are prolonging that war. Aguinaldo would have given up long ago were it not for the sympathy he Is having In this country. Now, you compared Aguinaldo to Washington. Why, you might as well compare a blood thirsty tiger to Washington, who was a civilized, intelligent man, while Aguinaldo is an Ignorant, uncivilized In-athen, whose principal traits are cun ning and treachery, something like the American Indian." Their conversation was here Inter rupted by another knock at the door. "Well.” said Jimmie, "wonder who’s coinin' next? Must be agoin’, to have lots of company." It happened to he a stranger this time, who wished to know if lie could timl a night's lodging. Simon told hitn that he could, to walk right in, for It was very seldom that he turned trav elers away. This one was a foreigner; yes. he was Irish - you could tell his na tionality by his short, thick physique and the "St. Patrick" expression on his countenance. "What's your name?" inquired Simon. "My name is Pat Murphy, sor, and whot's yours? Urey? Wal, Hint's not sieii a very uncommon sort of a name.” "We were Just dlseussln’ tills unti expausiou question. Mr. Murphy,” said Simon, hopefully. "What do you lliiuk about It?” "Well, mister, I haven't a ilivll of a bit of use for the anty expander. lie's the feller thot's agin everything.” Simon wasn't expecting to hear such an answer as that, and was disgusted when everybody in tie* room had a hearty laugh at Ids expense. To make matters worse, tin* Irishman condoned: •'lie's the feller Unit's f'rlver In th* way and never does enytldng but kick at wind the other feller's doin', lie always knows Jest how lvrytblng ought ■ to lie done, but ids valuable Itifiirttta { don U si ways withheld till saiuetMsly j else ha* done the job " "<>h. go on," *#ld Jimmie, who was j very Interest**! In the Irish traveler's ( talk * Well," coiitinned Mr Morphy, "li t j lie* It a U4‘ hurl Hri'lwlOB of I viol* thut *T« I* vest nee d I % « lit II,.Ml I II. !»• '« ««.'>» ki.M U r I* tl *|i| |.Hl f»r IB.I 111,.' «IhI „» »ur .It,«.fu| (king. It*' |Mi int4* l« *»•«. »n.I i*,| I|mI** I. I • !»>•.•),»■« i -Malt *>* *• lh J »n » .,«■». f in I .» 4 . *■ < f|»' (" i.» lit. K«it>.%* . urn .|(, „ |, it 9 <*t >>«>*•• M» %l I* 4 fc, , , , i >ii%>ir«4 •-« " '** I ***» • *■ 4 iiitl , m *