r i n The Commoner. Vol. a, No. . IO Whether Common or Dot I 4,mQQQ0QvQQ Keep On Trying:. If you sometimes fool discouraged, that's the, time to prove your worth, gmilo and seek another purchaso on this busy whirling earth. . Bpit upon your hands, my brother, grab a hold with all your might Grab and keop right on a-holding, keep a-holding good and tight ffimo is wasted when you're weeping, and a man who's sad of face Seldom lands among the winners in tho old world's business race. If you slip, get up and hustle pluck s worth more than all tho rest, Jand you'll surely get there sometime if you do your level best Never sit down in the ashes weeping over efforts vain; full your belt up one notch tighter, then strike out and try again. Keep on trying, ne'er discouraged, even though you often fail, -And don't stub your toe, my brother, twice upon the selfsame nail. Profit by each failure, comrade, and brace up to try once more, Feeling sure that ev'ry effort takes you further than before. SCatch your breath and stretch your muscles, then strike out with added zest, ta.nd you'll surely get there sometime if you do your level best Better aim high and shoot under than to never shoot at all; Better climb than to be Idle, even though you often fall, For the man down in the hollows with his eyes glued on the sod Never sees the glorious pictures by tho greatest? artist, God. ' And althougnyou score a failure you are further on your way. Keep your eyes fixed on the future, brace yourself for ev'ry test, And you'll surely get there sometime if you do your level best would remark, 'for I don't want to bo classed as a bolter; but you'll get my vote and I think I can got you two or threo other republican votes.' "Of course this would make mo feel good. This sort of thing occurred with such frequency that finally I decided to keep tab on the fellows who promised to vote for me. For that purpose I got a little note book and every time a republican friend declared it to be his intention to give me a vote I just jotted down his name and the date of his promise. ' "Being a union labor man I felt my self entitled to the union labor vote, being the only union labor candidate on either ticket,. and every union la bor man I met declared that I had a cinch on the labor vote. I investigated and learned that there were about 650 voters in the union ranks of the coun ty, two-thirds of them being republi cans. This made me feel good again. "Whenever I went in the country districts I was assured that I would run ahead of my ticket, and various voters were .named as having been heard to declare that they would scratch their tickets and give me a vpte on this or that account "This was my first experience jaa a candidate, therefore I may be par doned for "believing so much of what I heard. I know better now. "The night before election I footed up the names in my little book and found that 971 republicans had prom ised to vote for me. Then I added two-thirds of theninlon labor vote, 440, malting a total of 1,413 republican votes I felt rather sure of receiving. This seemed to insure my election by a narrow, but safe margin and I went -tn 'nA n ftam rf "I1 tk soceairG- e Leekint; Backward. It was tho Psalmist who remarked: l said in my haste all men are liars." Careful reading fails to disclose any time or place where David had enough leisure to revise the statement made in hlsr haste. But David was a fairly busy man and doubtless was not per sonally acquainted with everybody. And David may have been impelled to make the statement by certain circum stances connected With a campaign lor office. These reflections and ' animadver sions are called out by the experiences of a friend nominated for the state ' eenate in a Nebraska county by the fusion conventions. The county is normally republican by ?,500 majority and a fusion nomination is indeed an empty honor. But when Mr. Major received the senatorial nomination he felt honored and prepared to make the best light he could against hope less odds. "I determined to exert myself to the utmost to poll a good vote," he said, after the election, "and if possible lop off a few votes from the brutal repub lican majority. I had the usual num ber of cards printed, worked a few newspaper men for some kindly no tice and fortified myself with a few statistics which I wove into a little speech I framed up for the entertain ment and Instruction of the voters. "Then t started out When I started X felt that I was up against it But as the days went by I began to -feel a Slimmer of hope. Every time I met a republican friend and mentioned my candidacy he told mo in strict confi dence that he was going to vote for ma, Dont say anything about it,'" he lurm work I was going to do in.- state legislature. .' "Election morning I aroaJTate my breakV,H5L:U& Itfe-ttrfe and babies good-bye and went down town. About 10 o'clock I went to my voting pre cinct and Voted. There I met several republicans who took me aside one at a time to tell me how they had voted for me, and how they were quite sure that So-and-so and So-and-so had voted for me. This was good news. "By nightfall, however, I began bracing myself for defeat, rumors reaching me that there was almighty lit.tle scratching being done. Having some friends on the staff of -the local morning paper I drifted into tho edi torial rooms about 8 o'clock In the evening and watched the returns. The first returns opened my eyes. I soon discovered that I was just about keep ing even with the rest of the candi dates on my ticket At midnight I conceded my defeat and "went home and to bed. "I saw the full returns the next evening. I had polled just eight votes more in the county than any other candidate on my tiqket, and was de feated by over 2,000 votes. This was proof positive .that about eight of those 971 republicans had kept their prom ise to vote for me, or that about eight repuDiican union lauor men had Btifled their partisanship long enough to re member a follow laboring man. . "This much I have learned: When a republican tells you ho is going to scratch his ticket and vote for a demo crat, oraw down tho lid of your left eye, smile knowingly and forget it" Candor compels the statement that Mr. Major did not appear to be at all downcast He took his defeat good naturedly and accepted the jibes of his republican friends in good part He knows more now than he did a couple of weeks ago. K 7ual the Iittle stor3r that Major told Uiat recalled the hasty remark of the Psalmist: "I said in my haste all men are liars." And after recall ing the incidents of Major's story and analyzing David's utterance, it would seem to be a natural conclusion that David must have said it right after being defeated for ofllco on the demo cratic ticket Tkere Are Others. t "Hurrah!" shouted Mr. Bildad, throwing down the morning paper and shoving back from the breakfast ta ble. "Hurrah! We've won every thing. Keep a good majority in con gress, uphold the president's hands and testify to our satisfaction with the abundant prosperity brought by our grand old party!" "Yes, I read tho headlines," said Mrs. Bildad. "That reminds me that Tom my must have some new shoes, and-r" "New shoes!' -cried Mr. Bildad. "New shoes? Why I just bought him a pair last week and the infernal leather trust squeezed me out of at least a dollar. I" "Yes, shoes have gone up," said Mrs. Bildad. "And we are out of coal for the kitchen range and must have some right". "Wow! And the soft coal trust whooping up the price fifty cents a crack! We're getting It In the neck from the trusts at every " "Does look like It, Mr. Bildad. Here's a notice that came from the tax col lector yesterday. It says our taxes are delinquent and that we'll be sold out if we" "Let me see that,- Mrs., Bildad. Great Scott! Why my taxes have been raised 37 per cent This is an out rage. If the corporations were made to pay their share of the taxes we small property holders would not be robbed blind like this. It's a shame, that's what" "On your way down town, Mr. Bil dad, I wish you'd Btop at the butcher shop and order a roast The Perkinses are coming to dinner this evening and I" "What, inviting company to dinner " Wiiuir iiu, gijway,boof-- trust is soaking it lu us njsuL una leitj meat s worm its weight in gold, Mrs. Bildad, be cause the rapacious beef trust is " "I know it, dear; but it can't be helped. I see sugar's up a cent a pound, but we've got to have a dol lar's worth today." "That's it squeezed on everything by the trusts. It does seem like we are going to be ground to fragments by them. I am In favor of seizing" Just then the telephone bell rang and Bildad answered it "Hello, hello! "Yes, this is Bildad.' "What? "Yes, you bet - "That's the stuff. It was a glorious victory. Elected a- big majority In congress, the 'whole state, ticket, ev ery county office. "What's that? "You bet I'll help celebrate. Going to have torches and red fire? "Bully. I'll be there. Great idea, that, celebrating the glorious victory." Then Bildad hung up the receiver, donned his hat and coat, kissed Mrs. Bildad good-bye and started for his office. As the door slammed behind him Mrs. Bildad picked up the paper and remarked: "I can't understand politics at all." The Wide Boss. The notorious boss of the notorious gang, after boosting other men into office for years, determined to become a member of congress himself and get tho first whack at the perqulsities In stead of coming in on the second deal. t Accordingly he called the gang to gether and made public his decision. "But the public knows you are a Crook, that VOU have nn crmKnlanna that you ate in politics only for the graft and that you are always In the market," said a subordinate gangster. "How can you expect ib get enough votes to elect you?" "That's dead easyi" replied the boss. "Of course we can control tho art maries because a majority of tho vnL ers in this district take no part in them. That means wo can secure con" trol of tho convention and give mo Mm nomination, eh?" ino wMtlhenr ate tte nmlaatin. "Easy enough. We'll tell 'em they, must vote for me if they want tS hold up tho hands of the president See?" uu There was no answering tho argu ment, henco the gang went out and whooped it up for the boss. The result proved that the boss knew a thing or two about "practical politics." Drain Leaks. The burden grower light when love helps us lift He who idles in the morning sippeth sorrow at twilight. You deserve no credit until you have done your best. It Is better to show the son how than to tell him how. Too mtfch political pie usually re sults jn party indigestion. Borrowing is a slippery hill, easy to descend, but difficult to climb. One swallow does not make a sum mer, but several will bring on a falL Politeness is a mask that some men discard as soon as business hours are over. It is a blessed thing for us that God judges us by our efforts and not by our achievements. Prayer helps you to secure what you need, but it won't bring you what you may think you want If we knew at forty what we thought we knew when twenty the libraries of tho world might be spared. Will M. Maupin. Bulger. Thet dog hain't got no pedigree, Er ef he has if s lost; But lots o' dogsuv high degree Ain't wuth more'n half their cost. Depends on what you want 'em fur? Well, yes, thet I'll admit, You'd call thet dog a "common ci?iL, He's jes' chock full of wit Bulger, old boy, ther's hawks about, D'yesee im cock his eye? When tether's chicks 'r runnin' out You'll see 'im watch the sky. Some varmints crawls an' others flies To steal your fowls away, But Bulger Bleeps with open eyes An' watches night and day. Huntin? No; ain't' much at that;' Ther's little here to hunt, . In fun he sometimes hunts the cat An' trees her, too, the runt! But vhen he sees me take my gun Old Bulger's wild to go, An' he an' I've had heaps o' fun A-trackln' hares in snow. Young man, I'll tell you why I. like , A -r,TTll nnJ- frnm Tt4m & tu uoyci 11 jfuit ituui mux. Onrn TM n. hnv a mprrv tllro ' . ""' My bright-eyed little Jim. , r, ; He loved that dog; and often they ' " Played in the meadows free; f An' once when Jim was lost away He brought him back to mo. An' often yet I see them two A-rompin' 'neath the trees, ' Where grass is green an skies are blue Happy as birds an' bees. My little toddler now lies low, . Down where the willows weep, An' by his side whore flowers grow Some day shall Bulger sleep. H. E. Grimm, in Outdoor Life. Au WANTED Active canvassers mto and female, whole or spare time, for the sale of Mr. William Jennings v -I.. .. .!. i. nfifillaned. It t- jm - L..4 a alfnw lib 8 apionuiu bvbiwi i ttw w". terms, a Digconmwaiuu y -.- 4. --- .ar. Address. WMl lUCHIll wuhwj. " flflj ADpey 1TSSS, ruDiieu - - - Avnu, mew x or is ral who The Fifth A&v&jjJuk-ti.iX-j&A-i, tow.,, luf i. ,, -a-wtr, w,,'!, i jf