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Loup City Northwestern J. W. BURLEIGH, Publisher. LOUP CITY, • - NEBRASKA. The Businesr of Fating. If the rule prevailed m farming which governs other businesses, the marvelous prosperity of the farmers in recent years would make the de mand for farms so great that it could not be met without exhausting the available supply of abandoned land in the east and the unoccupied land in the west. The corn yield last year, ac cording to the government Crop Re porter, was worth half a billion dol lars more than in 1899, although the crop was smaller. The wheat harvest was worth nearly two hundred mil lions more for about the same number of bushels, and so on through 12 prin cipal crops, with a total increase in value for the 12 of a billion five hun dred million dollars. The prices for farm products have gone up, and made the farmers rich. They have paid off their mortgages and have been asking the banks to take their surplus money, even at the low rate of two per cent, interest. Since corn and wheat and potatoes sell at prices from a half more to nearly twice as much as in 1899, it is important for the con sumers that the extent of agricultural land, or the amount raised to the acre, should be increased. This country cannot continue to export grain with out increasing the yield. That in crease must be considerable, even to keep pace with the demands of the growing city population, to say noth ing of the increasing consumption of their crops by the farmers themselves, now able to enjoy luxuries they once could not afford. Men with money rush into one business after another, frequently created by a passing fad, and lose their capital, forgetting that there is always a demand for the prod ucts of the farm, even in panic times. Men can get along without automo biles, but they must eat. The present profitable prices are to continue for a long time, in the opinion of the secre tary of agriculture, for population has grown much faster than the farms; therefore the business of farming ought to hold the attention of those seeking success. There was a time when the West Indies swarmed with pirates, and mer chantmen plying their trade in that quarter ran big risks of losing both crew and cargo. The pirates, the buc caneers and the whole lawless outfit disappeared before the advancing pow er of civilization, reinforced by men-of war which were more than a match for the free-booters. Occasionally, however, some reckless spirits start out on a career akin to that of the rov’ers of the sea 200 years ago. Gen erally the experience is a short one. The United States revenue cutter Al gonquin, cruising along the coast of Porto Rico, fell in with a sloop which had been stolen from an island port. The vessel was rigged up in pirate style and the thieves aboard of her were planning a course of robbery, ex pecting when they had accumulated sufficient booty to escape to Santo Do mingo and to enjoy their ill-earned wealth. Instead of this they stand a fair chance of languishing in prison. These are unpropitious times for the most ambitious pirate. He is certain to get run in. The house in which Paul Revere lived when he made his famous ride from Boston to Lexington has lately been restored to its original condi tion, and was opened on April IS, the anniversary of the ride. It is now a memorial museum, containing relics of the revolutionary goldsmith, steel en graver and copper founder. It is sup posed that a part of the building was erected in 168G. It was, therefore, an old house when Revere bought it in 1770. The part of Boston in wrhich it stands is now occupied largely by Ita lians, who receive valuable lessons in American history from close associa tion with the home of the noted patriot. The most curious railway in the world is built on ice. It is laid be tween Cronstadt and Oranienbaum, and is in use only during the winter. Its success has suggested the- con struction of a similar winter railway between the two important commer cial centers, Krementchug and Ekatcr inoslav, which are united in summer by the steamboat traffic along the Dnieper river. This means cf com munication is closed in winter by the ice. A costly, roundabout journey has to be made between the two towns, though they do not lie far apart. Count Boni talks of challenging Prince Helie to fight a duel. Why doesn’t Boni wait? Helie may be gen erous and permit Mme. Anna to make her former husband an allowance, even after she gets married and set tles down again. A Baltimore man who died at the age of 66 had all his internal organs in a jumble. Here must be the origin al of the individual so frequently spoken of in novels as having mingled emotions struggling in his breast. Prince Constantine Paleologue of Greece is in this country and adver tises for a job as friend of a distin guished American citizen. Er—this describes so many of us that it is quite embarrassing to know which of us would really suit. Maybe one with plenty of rocks and a marriageable daughter will secure this prize. If airships are going to leak gaso Pne all over the landscape they will never make a hit wjth the lowly citi zen. ttSfS! itaif iMftM BEHIND THE SCENES IN POLITICS THE WARD BOSSES i mmmmmm* SSSftf iaaaaaaai*mi immm* IliliMWlill wmwww*9W% By ERNEST M’GAFFEY Bupst/syg iwjth JYrtP#Trtr POP T/iP PC OP. \ IMJGh/i G£flB8ED H/sS Bar mi> wdiy £UJH£D /200M A mny or 7H£M COUJ.D G/V^T GOOD. cowosi-G^rtSf 7/Z4AV fiSP//e£i TO AF /T "Z?££5S£te " f?r*D V f? w/r 3> T/MB WftS WHZrt /=r"BOJS VS/7J TO 6B /W7PXBO By H/6 BfP— uT&r/O/v Bob PBy<s/ctfjL pbowbjj WARD “bosses” come and go. They rise and fall, and one makes room for another. The fluctuations in politics are as sudden and abrupt as the changes ' in the stock mar ket, and the “bcss” of last year may be the plainest of plain citi zens the ensuing year. One thing is morally certain, there will never be an elimination of “bosses” in politics, because leaders are an absolute necessity in every move ment, and prime ministers and presidents are as surely political “bosses" as are the ward politicians who hold their wards in the hollow of their hands. Some people, good people, too, have started in to fight "bosses," and have ended up by co-operating with them and getting their aid to improve con ditions in certain districts. Fighting a political "boss" is an uphill job, for “the respectables,” so-called, are usu ally too busy to give any assistance, and the “boys” are all with the “boss.” 1 remember a reformer who tried to win out on the presidency of a ward club against the "boss.” He tried two years and was defeated, but the third term he seemed to be sure of success. Nearly every one of the members of the club promised him aid. and Dugan, as I will call him, had high hopes. The night of the election, with 189 members present, Dugan's name was put before the club amid a storm of applause. His nomination ■was seconded by at least five addi tional speeches, each a glowing eulogy of "Danny Dugan's staunch qualities and services to the party.” Dugan sat entranced with the praises which were being handed out to him. The "boss' ” candidate, Casey, was nominated in a half-dozen words and feebly seconded by only one individual. Dugan himself was appointed one of the tellers, and a roar of approbation shook the hall as the chairman an nounced his selection. Dugan went up and dow-n the aisles, and everybody gave him the "glad hand” and folded their ballots and tossed them into the hat he carried with "There's another for you, Dan, old boy,” or “Hurrah for Danny Dugan.” He had a ballot shoved at him with the injunction, “Make it unanimous, Danny; hurl in a vote for your own ticket,” and he put his ballot in the other teller’s hat and sat down in the seventh heaven of anticipation. The counting was finished in a few min utes and Dugan smiled as he saw the ballots all-going over to one side. “It’s a walk away,” he whispered to the man next to him.” “It's a landslide,” said his neighbor. The chairman stepped to the front of the platform and announced the vote for president as follows; “For Peter Casey, 188 votes; for Daniel Dugan, one vote.” Dugan grabbed his hat and madly rushed from the room, with a perfect howl of cheers following him. It was his last appearance in politics. The term “political boss” images to most people a stoutly-built man with a plug hat and a large diamond, who smokes long black cigars and rules his ward or district with a rod of iron. Sometimes he is represented as a man with a heart bursting with sympathy for the poor, who squeezes the rich citizen to help out the constituents whose votes he harvests on election day. He is generally typified as elo quently profane, and story-writers de light to set him dowrn invariably as of Irish birth. As a matter of fact, however, there are just as many different “bosses” as there are nationalities in the larg-=> cities, for a “boss” is simply a leader for the time being, and that may be for a few months, a few years or longer. And some of the most suc cessful of all “bosses,” politically speaking, have been Americans. The present president of the United States is one of the most masterful of politi cal bosses. Who in his party dare openly say him “nay" with any hope of winning out against his rock-rooted strength? The “boss” in the cities, however, especially the typical ward “boss,” is often a man who may be evolved by either accident or design. Sometimes a man goes into the game to help a friend out, or to satisfy a grudge, and '.he glamor of the thing attracts him and he stays in. to finally emerge as a full-blown “leader.” And some one of the young fellows who go into poli tics deliberately will work on for years in the same ward, growing up with the people who live there, identi fying himself with them and their in terests and finally winning the confi dence of his constituents so lastingly that they will vote almost to a man as he wishes. A true “boss” both follow's and leads. He knows what his "people” want, and he does not stray far away from their desires. If his ward has a constituency which favors a liberal in terpretation of the liquor question ho is for the “open” Sunday, and even the ail-night saloon, if necessary. He is strong on the subject of “the poor man’s club" and hot against “blue laws” and for the maximum of "per sonal liberty.” Incidentally, he favors a low license, usually. If a "boss” lives in a Prohibition dis trict he fulminates against “the de mon rum” and points out statistically the ruin wrought by drink. This may not prevent him from having his “high-balls" at the club, or his cham pagne at the political banquets, but makes him strong with the voters whose support he seeks. He is on the alert for "blind pigs," or places where liquor is smuggled in and sold secret ly, and he leads delegations to the mayor’s office and to the legislatures to protest against the vice of drink ing. The average “political boss” is in politics strictly for '‘what is in it,” and that means that he is neither in the game for his health, his recreation nor his spiritual welfare. And why not? Do business or professional men enter into their respective avocations for any of the above reasons? I trow not. The “boss” has one fixed, set idea, and that is to “get there,” as he would express it; to accumulate a large roll of simo leons and then retire to some respec table residence portion of the city and forget the low, coarse mob with which he wa3 compelled to associate while he was getting his start. The success ful ones do thl%, and the unsuccessful ones remain at the same old stand, re viling the ingratitude of the ones who "made the riffle" and got away with their “bundle.” Ward “bosses” often combine to ac complish results, and they often cut the ground from under one another without the slightest compunction. I never knew but one "boss” whose word was absolutely and entirely to be depended on both as to what he could do, and what he would do. He could tell to a certainty about how his ward would go, and if he gave his word as to the delegates he never un der any circumstances broke. He was a man of strong likes and dis likes and exceedingly blunt in his way of putting things. But he could neither be wheedled nor intimidated. The mere fact that he had promised the support of his delegates in a con vention to a certain candidate did not determine that he would support that candidate at the polls on election. But just so far as his word went, that promise was iron-clad and irrevocable. Time was when a "boss” was to be j marked by his reputation for physical prowess. But those days are in the sere and yellow leaf. Strange to say, even in the toughest of the "tough” | wards, the "leaders” are very seldom now men who depend on their “knock down and drag out” abilities. The “boss” of to-day aspires to be a "dresser” and a wit, not a “slugger." Pugilism is left to its regular expon ents, and though many of the "bosses” may be patrons of the sparring matches, they have given the roueh and-tumble method of the past the good-by, and plume themselves on smoother plans to achieve success. Such a thing as a conscience is something that no unscrupulous ward “boss" will harbor, for to him con science is a dead letter in politics. Be sides, a "boss” may be in one party one year, and on the other side of the fence the next year. lie may support a measure at first and then “switch” and fight it. Expediency is his watch word, and he will support a man whom he cordially despises if he can see advantage to himself in the end. The questions of party principles have an exceedingly hazy interest to him, for the class with which he mingles, and the interests which he represents, have no time at all to study political economy, and no inclination towards the ethical side of politics. It was a matter of genuine interest to meet the various “bosses,” big aDd little, and weigh them and analyze them as they came into my perspec tive. They were always a trifle curi ous as to just how I happened to be in politics, and I am quite certain they were decidedly uncertain as to just how I came to be holding down a fair salaried position when I could not de j liver delegates; and yet, meeting me I in the game at every turn, from the primaries to the national conventions, they knew I was “keeping cases,” as they may have expressed it, and that in some mysterious way I must be of some value in the sum total of ele ments making up political life. The question of silent “'bosses” and talkative “bosses" is one which ha3 been variously reviewed, and the av erage judgment has been that the silent “boss" was the great power. The fact was that the “silent” boss could talk fast enough when he want ed to, and the talkative boss could “stand pat" when he so desired. If it was the nature of a “boss" to talk he did so; if he was naturally a secretive man, he kept still generally. The most effective combination was the “Boss” who could talk or keep still as occi sion demanded, and who could neither be goaded nor coaxed into either silence or speech against his better judgment. it could be said in favor of nearly every real ward “boss" that he was not an orator. Not in the sense of a “silver-tongued spell-binder.” Many of them could give good, common-sense talks, and effective ones, too, but they did not essay to split the welkin with their perorations, and rather despised in their hearts the "wind-jammer” and his periods. At the same time, for a genuinely great speaker they had a deep respect and enjoyed hearing him. As for the “man with the pen,” they were never unwilling to avail them selves of his services if he could “make good" with anything to help on a campaign. ERNEST M'GAFFEY. (Copyright, 190S, by Joseph B. Bowles.) Too Ha3ty. “Latira,” said Mr. Ferguson, cross ing his knife and fork cn his plate and folding up his napkin, ‘‘what is the difference—” “Now, George,” impatiently inter rupted Mrs. Ferguson, “you know I’m no good at answering conundrums!” “I was going to ask you,” he re sumed, looking at his watch and ris ing from the table, “what the differ ence in price is between the parlor rug I picked out for you at the store the other day and the one you thought you would rather have, but if it doesn’t interest you we’II let the rug j matter go by default. It's time for me to start downtown. Don’t forget to feed Rover. Good-by.”—Chicago Trib une Probably. “Pa, why did they kill the fatted calf when the prodigal son returned?” “Probably because the meat trust had made prices so high that they couldn’t afford to patronize the butcher.—Cnicaeo Record-Herald. Luck. “I suppose you wouldn’t part with this dear old farmhouse for anything,” said the enthusiastic girl. “No,” answered Farmer Corntossel. “1 don't expect to.” "You regard it as a kind of mas cot, don’t you?” “Well, the fellow that managed to sell it to my father was pretty lucky.” —Washington Star. He Could Prove It. “What was his excuse for not meet ing you last night?” “He said he was run down by an automobile on his way to the appoint ed place.” “You didn't believe any such yarn as that, did you?” "Sure, 1 had to. You see, he was in the hospital when he told it to me.” —Detroit Free Press. The True Art Lover. How oft is genius without heart, Insensible and rold. We listeners humbly pay for art, The singer sings for gold. Strange, If True. “A curious thing happened at a lit tle gathering which I attended a few nights ago." "Did somebody, mistaking the host for one of the guests, tell him it was stupid?” "No. A young lady who was asked to sing got up without any urging.” "Oh, I’ve seen girls do that.” "But this one could sing."—Chicago Record-Herald. Forcing His Chances. “So Shadlboy is in trouble again?” "Yes, a bit of a card scandal.” "I told him not to play unless he could afford to lose.” “He must have gotten your advice mixed, and decided he couldn’t afford to play unless he didn’t lose.”—Wash ington Star. Mathematical. "Are you going to make an example of that grafter?” said one statesman. "He’s worse than an example now,” answerc-d the other. "He's a problem.” Secret of Success. Thin Boarder—I don't see how you manage to fare so well at this board ing house. I have industriously courted the landlady and all her daughters, but I’m half starved. Fat Boarder—I courted the cook.— New York Weekly. Commercial. “Jones never can forget his busi ness for a minute. Even at the ball last night—” “Well, what happened?" "When a young lady told him that her partner had engaged her for the next dance he immediately offered to buy out her partner.”—Detroit Free Press. The Business Blot. Mrs. Spriggs—Why do you leave those horrid blots in your letter to 1 Mr. Richman, asking for a business in terview? Mr. Spriggs—I want him to see that I am business man enongh to use a fountain pen.—New York Weekly. I WHERE THE DANGER LAY. Listeners in Greater Peril Than Was Ambitious Musician. There was never a more conscien tious young man than Eben Soule, and when he found how much absorbed he had become with the mere idea of playing in the town band, he con sulted his minister. “Do you reck on I could give up all that time to music without falling from grace?” he asked, anxiously. The good old Methodist had a sav ing sense of humor. He saw that his parishioner was much distressed be tween his wishes and his conscience, but the minister smiled on him, never theless. “It’s the horn you're asked to play, I hear.” he said. “Ever had much ex perience with it, Eben?” "Never tried it but once, but I like the sound of it first-rate,” said the young man. "M’m!” said the minister. “Well, I think you needn’t be afraid of falling from grace on account of it, but I do hope you'll manage things so your family and neighbors won't have to pass through the fiery temptation of hearing you practice too often, Eben.”—Youth's Companion. How Things Went. Elliott H. Peabody is one of the best-known men at the Worcester county courthouse. At one time he and a few others were interested in a business deal which they expected to put through on a certain day. He was unable to be there, so the next day telephoned to a Mr. H-for par ticulars. A lady answered the 'phone, and said that Mr. H-was not at home. Mr. Peabody,supposing it to be Mrs. H-, said: “Well, perhaps you can tell me what I want to know. I only wanted to inquire how things went last night.” The lady, in a cheerful, reassuring tone, said: "Oh, nicely! Mrs H is doing fine, and the baby weighs six and a half pounds. I’m the nurse.”— Lippincott's. $100 Reward, $100. The reader# of this paper will be pleased t3 learn that there Hat i“a-t one arcaded disease that #deuce ha» beea able to cure la all It# stages, aud that 1# Catarrh. Ha.fa Catarrh Cure Is the only positive cure mi? known to the medical fraternity. Catarrh belli; a constitutional disease. require# a constitu tional treatment. Hail'd Catarrh Cure Is taken in ternally. acting directly upon the blood and mucous surface# of the system, thereby destroying the foundation of the disease, and glvlug the patient strength by building up the constitution and assist ing nature In doing its \r.»rk. 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Edyth—I told him there was no use wasting his time, as I didn't intend to marry him and that if he wrote to me I would return his letters un opened. Mayme-—Oh you shouldn't have done that. He might have inclosed matinee tickets in some of them. In a Pinch, Use ALLEN’S FOOT-EASE. A powder. It cures painful, smart ing, nervous feet and ingrowing nails. It’s the greatest comfort discovery of the age. Makes new shoes easy. A certain cure for sweating feet. Sold by all Druggists, 25c. Accept no sub stitute. Trial package, FREE. Ad dress A. S. Olmsted, Le Roy, N. Y. Looking Forward. "Don't you get tired of being re ferred to as the representative of medacity?” . “Sure, I do," answered Ananias. “I’d rather be something profitable, such as a malefactor of great wealth.”— Washington Star. Ask Your Grocer for “Our-Pic.” If your grocer is one of the few who have* not “OUR-PIE” Preparation in stock send his name and 10 cents to D-Zerta Food Co., Rochester. X. Y„ and they will mail you a full size, two pie package free. Three kinds, for making de licious lemon, chocolate and custard pies. The Modern Nomad. “Did you ask that man why he paid rent instead of owning his own home?” asked the real estate agent. "Yes.” answered the other. “He said he didn't. He kept moving.” Lewis’ Single Binder costs more than other 5c cigars. Smokers know why. Your dealer or Lewis’ Factory, Peoria, 111. Do not put on style at the expense of your friends. Habitual Constipation May tap crmanently overcome edy, Syrup of tigs and Elixir of Sew which enables one to form regular habits daily so that assistance to na ture may be gradually dispensed with when ho longer needed as the best of remedies, when required, arc to assist nature and not to supplant the natur al functions, which must depend ulti mately upon proper nourishment, proper efforts,and right living generally. To get its beneficial effects, always buy the genuine SvrupfFtgs^El ixir^Semvi ' - manufactured ty Kit California Fig Syrup Co. only SOLP BY ALL LEADING DRUGGISTS DTtesue only, regular price 50? Bottle | AGAIN DECLINED WITH THANKS. Would-Be Contributor “Up Against" the Misanthropic Editor. The editor looked up as the caller came forward, says the Cleveland Plain Dealer. "Sir," said the latter, "you ob jected to the meter of the spring poem I submitted to you the othtr day. Because of this I have for the present dropped poetry and turned my attention to the art of the essay ist. Here, sir, is a paper on ‘Woman and Her Defects,’ which I trust you will find to your liking.” The editor stared hard at the title of the essay. “ ’Woman and Her Defects,' ” he repeated. “Are you a married mam sir?” “No,” replied the caller, “I am not married." The editor laughed harshly. “You should choose subjects.” he said, "with which you have had an opportunity to become familiar.” And he handed hack the esaay on “Woman and Her Defects.” Using the Telephone. It was the first time she had ever used a telephone and the drug clerk detected the fact by the nervous way in which she held the receiver. "Dear me," she exclaimed, timidly, “why are all those sievelike holes in the mouthpiece?” "They are there for a purpose,” re plied the drug clerk, solemnly. “What purpose?" "Why, so you can strain your voice. ’ And she was so embarrassed she forgot the number she was to call up. A Matter of Time. It was the day of the ball game, and Willie, the office-boy, approached the head of the firm, and stammered: ' If y-you p-p-pl-please, sir—” "Come, hurry up!” said his employ er. "If you have anything to say, say it. Don’t take half a day.” “But that’s just what I was going to ask you if I could take,” said Wil lie.—Harper's Weekly. 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