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    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.
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‘•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
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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
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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
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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*
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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.
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column to the m-i ond I >cn*-. it look 4s il it v-ouM p»\ *
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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<l »«< niii>*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<it*o is |*ai*l I pto.mo. y*
■ tth yo% I pawl tbal lli< spilt*a aflor
you o» r*> 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
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