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A
Coitiittl
Story.
By HALL CAINE.
CHAPTER VII. ( Continued. )
"Why she ? " interrupted Sunlocks.
Jason paused , and said , "Have you
-anything against ner ? "
f "No indeed , " said Sunlocks. "A
good , true woman. One who lately
lost her husband , at at the same time
-all the cheer and hope of life. Simple
and sweet , and silent , and with a voice
that recalls another who was once very
-near and dear to me. "
"Is she not still ? " said Jason.
"God knows. I scarce can tell.
Sometimes I think she is dearer to me
than ever , and now that 1 am blind I
seem to see her near me always. It
is only a dream , a foolish dream. "
"But what if the dream came true ? "
said Jason.
"That cannot'be , " said Sunlocks.
"Yet where is she ? What has become
-of her ? Is she with her father ? What
is she doing ? "
"You shall soon know now , " said
I Jason. "Only ask tomorrow and this
.good woman will take you to her. "
R "But why not you yourself , Jason ? "
.said Sunlocks.
"Because I am to stay here until you
return , " said Jason.
"What ? " cried Sunlocks. "You have
to stay here ? "
"Yes , " said Jason.
"As bondman to the law instead of
nne ? Is that it ? Speak ! " cried Sun-
locks.
"And why not ? " said Jason , calmly.
There was a silence for a moment.
Sunlock felt about with his helpless
haods until he touched Jason and then"
-he fell sobbing upon his neck.
"Jason , Jason , " he cried , "this is
more than a brother's love. Ah , you
do not know the risk you would run ;
but I know it , and I must not keep
.it from you. Any day , any hour , a
dispatch may come to the ship out-
aide the order that I should be shot.
Suppose I were to go to the dear soul
who calls for me , and the dispatch
came in my absence where would
.you be then ? "
"I should be here , " said Jason , sim-
"My lad , my brave lad , " cried Sun-
locks , "what are you saying ? If you
cannot think for yourself , then think
for me. If what I have said were to
occur , should I ever know another
moment's happiness ? No , never ,
though I regained my sight , as they
say I may , and my place and my
-friends all save one and lived a
hundred years. "
Jason started at the thought , but
there was no one to look upon his
face under the force of it , and he
-wriggled with it and threw it off.
"But you will come back , " he said.
-"If the dispatch comes while you are
away , I will say that you are coming ,
and you will come. "
"I may never come back. " said Sun-
locks. "Only think , my lad. this is
winter , and we are on the verge of
the Arctic seas , with five and thirty
miles of water dividing us from the
mainalnd. He would be a bold man
-who would count for a day on whether
1n which , a little fishing smack could
ilve. And a storm might come up
and keep me back. "
"The same storm that wouldkeep
you back , " said Jason , "would keep
1 back the dispatch. But why hunt
after these chances. Have you any
1 reason to fear that the dispatch will
come today , or tomorrow , or the next
day ? No , you have none. Then go ,
and for form's sake just that , no
more , no less let me wait here until
you return.
There was another moment't silence ,
and then Sunlock's said , "Is that the
condition of my going ? "
"Yes , " said Jason.
"Did this old priest impose it ? " ask
ed Sunolcks.
Jason hesitated a moment , and ans
E.i i " "
wered , "Yes.
r "Then I won't go , " said Sunolcks ,
i stoutly.
1 "If you don't , " said Jason , "you will
break poor old Adam's heart , for I
1P myself will tell him that you might
P have come to him , and you would
"
not"
"Will you tell him why I would
not ? " said Sunlocks.
"No , " said Jason.
There Tvas a pause , and then Jason
said , very tenderly , "Will you go ,
Sunolcks ? "
And Sunlocks answered , "Yes. "
V.
Jason slept on the form over against
the narrow wooden bed of Michael
Sunlocks. He lay down at midnight ,
and awoke four hours later. Then he
stepped to the door and looked out.
The night was calm and beautiful ;
the moon was shining , and the little
-world of Grimsey slept white and quiet
under its coverlet of snow. Snow on
the roof , snow in the valley , snow
on the mountains so clear against the
sky and the stars ; no wind , no breeze ,
no sound on earth and in air save the
t steady chime of the sea below.
Ifr was too early yet , and Jason went
back into the house. He did not ile
down again lest he should oversleep
himself , but sat on his form and wait
ed. All was silent in the home of
the priest. Jason could hear nothing
but the steady breathing of Sunlocks
as he slept.
After a while it began to snow , and
then the moon wept out , and the night
became very dark.
"Now is the time , " thought Jason ,
and after hanging a sheepskin over
the ilttle skin-covered window , he ilt
a candel and awakened Sunlocks.
Sunlocks rose and dressed himself
without much speaking , and some
times he sighed like a down-hearted
man. But Jason rattled on with idle
*
talk , and kindled a fire and made some
coffee. And when this was done he
stumbled his way through the long
pasages of the Iceland house until
he came upon Greeba's room , and
there he knocked softly , and she
answered him.
She was ready , for she had not been
to bed , and about her shoulders and
across her breast was a sling of
sheepskin , wherein she meant to carry
her little Michael as he slept.
"All is ready , " he whispered. "He
says he may recover his sight. Can
it be true ? "
"Yes , the apothecary 'from Husavik
eaid so , " she answered.
"Then have no fear. Tell him who
you are , for he loves you still. "
And hearing this , Greeba began to
cry for joy , and to thank God that the
days of her waiting were ovir at
last.
last."Two
"Two years I have lived alone , " she
said , "in the solitude of a loveless life
and the death of a heartless home.
My love ha.s been silent all this weary ,
weary time , but it is to be silent no
longer. At last ! At last ! My hour
has come at last ! My husband will
forgive me for the deception I have
practiced upon him. How can he hate
me for loving him to all lengths and
ends of love ? Oh , that the blessed
spirit that counts the throbbings ol
the heart would but count my life from
today today , today , today wiping
out all that is past , and leaving only
the white page of what Is to come. "
Then from crying she fell to laugh
ing , as , softly'and as gently as if her
heart grudged her voice the joy of
it. She was like a child who is to
wear a new feather , on the morrow ,
and is counting the minutes until that
morrow comes , too impatient to rest ,
and afraid to sleep lest she should
awake toolate. And Jason stood aside
and heard both her weepingand her
laughter.
He went back to Sunolcks , and found
him yet more sad than before.
"Only to think , " said Sunlocks , ' 'that
youwhom I thought my worst en
emy , you. that once followed me to
slay me , hould be the man of all men
to risk your life for me. "
"Yes , life is a fine lottery , isn't it ? "
said Jason , and he laughed.
"H.JWV the Almighty God tears our
little passions to tatters , " said Sun-
locks , "and works His own ends in
spite of them.
When all was ready , Jason blew out
the candle , and led Sunlocks to the
porch. Greeba was there , with little
Michael breathing softly from the
sling at her breast.
Jason opened the door. "It's very
dark , " he whispered , "and it is still
two hours before dawn. Sunolcks , if
you had your sight already , you could
not see one step before you. So give
your hand to this good woman , and
whatever happens hereafter never ,
never let itga"
And with'that he joined their hands.
"Does she know my way ? " said
Sunlocks.
"She knows the way ; r both of
you , " said Jason. "And now go. Down
at the jetty you will find two men
waiting for you. Stop ! Have you
any money ? "
"Yes , " said Greeba.
"Give some to the men , " said Ja
son. "Good-bye I promised them a
hundred kroner. Good-bye ! Tell them
to drop down the bay as. silently as
they can. Good-bye ! "
"Good-bye ! "
"Come , " said Greeba , and she drew
at the Ivind of Sunolcks.
"Goo < T-bye ! "
Good-bye ! said Jason.
But Sunlocks held back a moment
and tben in a voice that fatlered and
broke he said , "Jason kiss me. "
At the next meeting they were gone
into the darkness and falling snow
Sunlocks and Greeba , hand in hand ,
and their child slept as its mother's
bosom.
Jason stood a long hour at the open
door , and listened. He heard the foot
steps die away ; he heard the cheak of.
the crazy wooded jetty ; he heard tST *
light splash of the oars as the boat
moved off ; .he heard the clank of the
chains as the anchor was lifted ; hf
heard the oars again as the little
smack moved down the bay , and not
anothersound came to his ear through
the silence of the night.
He looked across the headland to
where the sloop of war lay outside ,
and he saw her lights , and their two
white waterways , like pillars of sil
ver , over the sea. All was quiet about
her.
her.Still
Still he stood and listened until the
last faint sound of the oars had gone.
By this time a woolly light had be
gun to creep over the mountain tops ,
and a light breeze came down from
them.
"It is dawn , " thought Jason. "They
are safe. "
He went back into the house , pull
ed down the sheepskin from the win
dow , and lit the candle again. After
a search he found paper and pens and
wax in a cupboard and sat down to
write. His hand was hard , he had
never been to school , and he coulJ
barely form the letters and spell the
words. This was what he wrote :
"Whatver you hear , fear not for me.
I have escaped , and am safe. But
don't expect to see me. I can never
rejoin you , for I dare not be seen.
And you are going back to your beau
tiful island , but dear old Iceland is
the only place for me. Greeba , good
bye ; I shall never lose heart. Sun-
locks , she has loved you , you only ,
all the days of her-life. Good-bye.
I am well and happy. God bless you
both. "
Having written and sealed this let
ter , he marked it with a cross for
superscription , touched it with his lips ,
laid it back on the table and put a
key on top of it. Then he rested his
head on his hands , and for some min
utes afterwards he was lost to him
self in thought. "They would tell
him to lie down , " he thought , "and
now he must be asleep. When he
awakes he will be out at sea , far out ,
and all sail set. Before long he will
find that he has been betrayed , and
demand to be brought back. But they
will not heed hjs angtr , for she will
have talked witn them. Next weeft
or the week after they will put in
at Shetlands , and there he will get my
letter. Then his face will brighten
with'Joy , and he will cry , 'To home !
To tome ! ' And then even then-
why not ? His sight will come back
to him , and he will open his eyes and
find his dream come 'true , and her
dear face looking up at him. At that
he will cry , "Greeba , Greeba , my
Greeba , ' and she will fall into his
arms and , he will pluck her to his
breast. Then the wind will come
sweeping down from the North Sea ,
and belly out the sail until it sings
and the ropes crack and the blocks
creak. And the good ship will fly
along the waters like a bird to the
home of the sun. Home ! Home !
England ! England , and the little
green island of her sea ! "
"God bless them both , " he said
aloud , in a voice like a sob , but he
leapt to his feet , unable to bear the
flow of his thoughts. He put back
the paper and pens into the cupboard ,
and while he was doing so he came
upon a bottle of brenni-vin. He took
it out and laughed , and "drew the
cork to take a draught. But he put
it down on the table untouched. "Not
yet , " he said to himself , and then he
stepped to the door and opened it.
The snow had ceased to fall and the
day was breaking. Great shivering
waifs OL' vapor crept along the moun
tain sides , and the valley was veiled
in midst. But the sea was clear and
peaceful , and the sloop of war lay on
its dark bosom as before.
"Now for the signal , " thought Ja
son.
son.In less than a minute aft r " rd the
flag" was floating from tne flag-staff ,
and Jason stood waiting for the ship's
answer. It came in due course , a
clear-toned bell that rang out over the
quiet water and echoed across the
land.
"It's done , " thought Jason , and he
went back into the house. Lifting
up the brenni-vin , he took a long
draught of it , and laughed as he did
so. Then'a-longer draught , and laugh
ed yet louder. Still another draught ,
and another , until the bottle was
emptied , and he flung it on the floor.
After that he picked up the key and
the letter , and he shouted , until the
little house rang with his thick voice
and his peals of wild laughter.
The old priest came out of his room
in his nightshirt with a lighted can
dle in his hand.
"God bless me , what's this ? " cried
the old man.
"What's this ? Why. your bondman ,
your bondman , and the key , the key , "
shouted Jason , and he laughed once
more. "Do you think you would never
see it again ? Did you think I would
run away and leave you ? Not I , old
mole , not I. "
"Has he gone ? " said the priest ,
glancing fearfully into the room.
"Gone ? Why , yes , of course he has
gone , " laughed Jason. "They have
both gone. "
"Both ! " said the priest , looking up
inquiringly , and at sight of his face
Jason laughed louder than ever.-
"So * you didn't see it , old mole ? "
"See what ? "
"That she was his wife ? "
"His wife ? Who ? "
"Why , your housekeeper , as you
called her. "
"God bless my soul ! An3 when are
they coming back ? "
"They are never coming back. "
"Never ? "
"I have taken care that they never
can. "
"Dear me ! dear me ! What does it
all mean ? "
. "It means that the dispatch is on
its way from Reykjavik , and will be
here today.Ha ! ha ! ha ! "
"Today ? God save us ! And do
you intend no , it cannot be and yet
do you intend to die instead of
him ? "
"Well , what of , that ? It's nothing
to you , is it. And as for myself , there
are old scores against me , and it
death had not come to me soon , J
should have gone to it. "
"I'll not stand by and-witness it. "
"You will , you shall , you must. And
listen here is a letter. It is for him.
Address it to her by the first ship to
the Shetlands. The Thora , Shetlands
that will do. And now bring me
some more of your brenni-vin , you
good old soul , for I am going to take
a sleep at last a long sleep a long ,
long sleep at last. "
"God pity you ! God help you ! God
bless you ! "
"Ay , ay , pray to your God. But I" !
not pray to him. He doesn't make His
world for wretches like me. I'm a
pagan , I am ? So be it ! Good night ,
you dear old mole ! I'll keep my bar
gain , never fear. Good night ! Never
mind your brenni-vin , I'll sleep with
out it. Good night ! Good night ! "
Saying this , amid broken peals of
unearthly laughter , Jason reeled back
into the room , and clashed the door
after him. The old priest , left alone
in the passage , dropped the foolish
candle , and wrung his hands. Then
he listened at the door ajnoment. The
unearthly laughter ceased and a burst
of weeping followed it.
VI.
It was on the day after that the evil
work was done. The despatch had ar
rived , a day's warning had been given ,
and four sailors , armed with muskets ,
had come ashore.
It was early morning , and not a soul
in Grimsey who had known Michael
Sunlocks was there to see. Only Sir
Sigfus knew the secret , and he dare
not speak. To save Jason from the
death that awaited for him would be
to put himself in Jason's place.
The sailors drew up in a line on a
piece of flat ground in front of the
house whereon the sonw was trodden
hard. Jason came out looking strong
and content. His step was firm , and
his face was defiant. Fate had dogged
him all his days. Only in one place ,
only in one hour , could he meet and
beat it. This Avas that place , and this
was that hour. He was solemn enough
at last.
By his side the old priest walked ,
with his white head bent and his nerv
ous hands elapsed .together. He was
mumbling the prayers for the dying
in a voice that trembled and broke.
The morning was clear and cold , and
ail the world around was white and
peaceful.
Jason took up his stand , and folded
his arms behind him. As he did so
the sun broke through the clouds and
lit up his uplifted face and his long
red hair like blood.
The sailors fired and fell. He took
their shots into his heart , the biggest
heart for good or ill that ever beat 5n
the breast of man.
man.VII.
VII.
Within an hour there was a great
commotion on that quiet spot. Jorgen
Jorgensen had come , but come too late.
One glance told him everything. His
order had been excuted , but Sunlocks
was gone and Jason was dead. Where
"were his miserable fears now ? Where
was his petty hate ? Both * his enemies
had escaped him , and his little soul
shrivelled up at sight of the wreck
of "their mighty passions.
"What does this mean ? " he asked ,
looking stupidly around him
And the old priest , transformed in
instant from the poor , timid thing
he had been , turned upon him with
the courage of a lion.
"It means , " he said , face to face with
him , "that I am a wretched coward
and you are a damned tyrant. "
While they stood together sd , the
report of a cannon came from the bay.
It was a loud detonation , that seemed
to heave the sea and hake the island.
Jorgen knew what it meant. It meant
that the English man-of-war had come.
The Danish sloop struck her colors ,
and Adam Fairbrotheacame ashore.
He 'heard what had happened , and
gathered with the others where Jason
lay with his calm face towards the sky.
And going down on his knees he whis
pered into the deaf ear , "My brave lad ,
your troubled life is over , your stormy
soul is in its rest. Sleep on , sleep
well , sleep in peace. God will not for
get you. "
Then rising to his feet he looked
around and said : "If any man thinks
that this world is not founded in jus
tice , let him come here"and see : There
stands the man who is called the Gov
ernor of Iceland , and here lies his only
kinsmen in all the wide wilderness of
men. The one is alive , the other is
dead ; the one is living in power and
plenty , the other died like a hunted
beast. But which do you choose to be :
The man who has the world at his
.feet or the man who lies at the feet
of , the world ? "
Jorgen Jorgenson only dropped his
head while old Adam's lash fell over
him. And turning upon him with heat
of voice , old Adam cried , "Away with
you ! Go back to the place of your
power. There is no one now to take
it from you. But carry this word with
you for your warning : Heap up your
gold mine like the mire of the streets ,
grown mighty and powerful beyond
any man living , and when all is done
you shall be an execration and a curse
and a reproach , and the poorest out
cast on life's highway shall cry with
me , 'Any fate , oh , merciful heaven , but
not that ! not that ! ' Away with you ,
anyway ! Take your wicked feet away ,
lor this is holy ground ! "
And Jorgen Jorgensen turned about
in an instant and went off hurriedly ,
with his face to the earth , like a
whipped dog.
VIII.
They buried Jason in a piece of un
touched ground over against the little
wcoden church. Sir Sigfus dug the
grave with his own hands. It was a
bed of solid lava , and in that pit of
eld fire they laid that yo'ung heart of
flame. The sky was blue and the sun
shone on the snow so white and beau-
tiiul. It had been a dark midnight
when Jason came into the world , but
it was a glorious morning when he
went out of it
The good priest learning the truth
from old Adam , that Jason had loved
Greeba , bethough him a way to remem
ber the dead man's life secret at the
last. He got twelve Iceland maidens
and taught them an English hymn.
They could not understand the words
of it , but they learned to sing more
to an English tune. And , clad in
white , they stood around the grave of
Jason , and sang 'these words in the
tongue he loved the best : :
Time , like an ever rolling stream ,
Bears all our sons away ;
They fly forgotten , as a dream
Dies at the opening day.
On the island rock of old Grimsey ,
close'-to the margin of the Arctic seas ,
there is a pyramid of lava blocks , now
honey-combed and moss-covered , over
Jason's rest. And to this day the place
of it is called "The place of Red Jason. "
( The End. )
ITrom < ; iory to the Junk Pile.
The value of. a cup defender after
she has won the1 American cup and
maintained the honor and supremacy
fo Yankee boat building , was aired in
the supreme court in New York the
other day. Like the broken-down race
horse , the cup defender was relegated
to the junk pile after sh'e had outlived
her usefulness. William Strickler is
suing J. Oliver Iselin to recover $500
commission claimed on the sale of the
'
Defender. Mr Strickler , on the witness
stand , said he had heard Mr. Iselin
wanted to sell the Defender for junk ,
and he introduced M. Samuels & Sons ,
who bought the $150.000 boat of two
years ago for $50,000. The jury , after
a few minutes' retirement , returned a
verdict for Mr. Iselin.
He Took Its Measure.
Apropos of Irving's revival of "Cori-
olanus" and the moderate success
which it met , it is related that * just
before the production , Sir Henry Irv
ing , Sir Alexander McKenzie , who
wrote the music , and Sir Alma Tadema ,
who designed the scenery , were holding
a conference on the stage one after
noon. A super , who stood near , said
to his chums : "Three blooming
knights. " "Yes , " said the other , "and
three blooming nights is about all the
blooming piece will run. "
Valuable Biblical MSS.
Parts of a magnificent manuscript of
the gospel of St. Matthew were found
last year near Sinope and bought for
the Bibliothecue Nationale at Paris.
Two of the pages which were missing
have been , recently discovered at Mari-
pol , on the Sea of Azov , and bought
by the local museum. The volume was
made of vellum , tinted with purple and
written in large golden uncials in
Greek.
Mayflower Descendants.
Mayflower descendants have-organiz
ed , a branch society in Wisconsin. To
join the order one must be a lineal
descendants of a passenger" who came
Dver to "this country in 1620 and landed
on the stormy New England coast in
the winter of 1620. Of the new so
ciety , which has twenty-eight members ,
all but four are
Chicago'Thousands of Dead Letters.
Postmaster Coyne , of Chicago , says
that about 10,000 letters of local origin
for local delivery are sent to the dead
letter office from the Chicago postoffice
every month because of the edfective
addreses and the failure of the writers
to have their return cards on the en
velopes.
Tacitus is praised by e/erybody be
cause he praises nobody.
The most populous country , accord
ing to area , is Holland.
Be sure you are right then pause a
moment for reflection.
* * -W4K"H 'X K' * * * W'
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Commoner Comment.
Extracts Prom W. J. Bryan's Paper.
: : v : > * v : " : ; ;
A .Strange "Moulding Force. "
i
General MaeArthur's official report
has been made public , and conveys the
impression that after all we have not
completely .subjugated the IMliplnos.
Gencr.il MacArthur says that the at
titude of the people who have declared
'for peace , and that of the leaders of
the federal party must not attributed
"entirely to imreserved pro-American
ismIt would be unsafe , so General
MacArthur thinks , * 'to assume the con
servative forces as constant factors ,
the friendly operation of which can be
relied upon irrespective of external in
fluences. * '
General Mac Arthur .makes it very
plain that the forces of neither the
army or the navy should be reduced.
He gives us a word of hope when he
says : ' 'In due time and beyond any
question , if beneficial I'epubliean ins
titutions are pcrmited to operate with
full force , the Filipino people will be
come warmly attached to the United
States by a sense of gratitude. " We
may obtain a hint as to the beneficial
republican institutions which General
MacArthur has in mind by his state
ment that "in thejneantime the mould
ing forces in the islands must be a well
organized army and navy. " And Gen
eral MaeArthur assures us that "any
thing in the immediate future calculat
ed to impede the activity vor reduce the
efficiency of these instruments will not
only be a menace to the present but
put in jeopardy the entire future of
American possibilities in the archipel
ago. "
It is rather strange to be told that
in the opinion of representatives of the
greatest republic on earth "beneficial
repiiblican institutions" are represent
ed by a condition in which "the
moulding force * ' is "a well organized
army and navy. " It may be true that
under this ' 'moulding force * '
the Filipinos could be subjugated , but
it is open to serious doubt whether
such a force would so operate upon the
Filipino people that they would be
come "warmly attached to the United
States by a sense of gratitude. "
" The Greatest Xeed of Cuba.
A recent issue of the Chicago Tribune
contains an editorial under the caption
of "Cuba's Needs. " It is not necessary
to waste any time reading the editorial
in question , for it does not come any
where near setting forth the chief need
of Cuba. That need is expressed clear
ly and fully in the resolution adopted
by congress on April 18 , and in the
platform adopted by the republican na
tional convention in 3896. The con
gressional resolution declared that
"The people of Cuba are , and' of right
ought to be. free and independent. "
Continuing , the resolution says : "That
it is the duty of the United States to
demand , and the government of the
United States does demand , that the
government of Spain at once relin
quish its authority and government in
the island of Cuba , and withdraw its
land and naval forces from Cuba and
Cuban waters. * * * The United
States hereby disclaims any disposition
or intention to exercise sovereignty ,
jurisdiction or control over said island ,
except for the pacification thereof , and
asserts its determination when that is
completed , to leave the government
and control of the island to its people. "
The republican national platform of
1896 said : "From the hour of achiev
ing their own independence , the people
of the United States have regarded
with sympathy the struggles of other
American peoples to free themselves
from European domination. We watch
with deep and abiding interest the
heroic battle of Cuban patriots against
cruelty and oppression , and our best
hopes go out to the'full success of their
determined contest io ? liberty. " What
does Cuba need ? Merely the fulfill
ment of a solemn congressional pledge
and the carrying out of the platform
upon "yhlch the present administration
rode into power the first time. .
During the * rdark democratic days"
of 1895 the republican organs shed bar
rels of bitter ink over the woes of the
woolgrowerswho had been ' 'ruined"
by free wool. But in August , 1895 ,
medium gradewool was quoted at from
16 to 24 cents on the Boston market.
Wool is now "protected" to the limit ,
yet strange to say medium grade wool
in August of 1901 is quoted on the Bos
ton market at from 11 to 17 cents. Has
the Dingley law slipped another cog ?
Mr. Alger declared with vehemence
that he would not resign , and then re
tired to private life to write a history
of embal ned beef. Secretary Long
denies with emphasis that he is to re
tire from the cabinet , which gives rise
to the suspicion that we are soon to
have another naval history of the war
with Spain. '
A boat four thousand years old has
been brought to New York from Egypt.
The motive of those who brought it
over is not known but perhaps they
expect to hold it until Uncle Sam gets
intc another war and then sell it to
him for use as an army transport.
Those San Francisco smelter robbers
failed to make their steal plant profit
able. They should have engineered
things so as to secure protection for
their industry.
The democrats of Maryland did not
have to worry about the negro vote in
that state untill the gold democrats
began to support the republican ticket.
The Iowa republican convention
"resoluted" against trusts. Up to
date the trusts have not shown any
jmptoms of heart failure.
Troth.
The Gailatin Democrat , of Shawnee-
town , Illinois , has resurrected an'old
apeech made by President , then Con
gressman , McKinleyi The following-
extract shows how the president ha *
changed for the "worst during the last
decade :
"Human rights and constitutional
privileges must not be forgotten incur
race for wealth for commercial suprem
acy. The government of the peopl *
must be by the people , and not by a
few of the people. It must be by tha
consent of the governed , and of all tho
governed. Power , it must not be ' for
gotten , which is secured by wro'ng OP
usurpation , is soon dethroned. Wt >
have no right in law or morals to usurd
that which belongs to another , wheth
er it be property or power. "
This is sound doctrine , but it is , en
tirely out of harmony with republican ,
policies at this time. When we out
grew the Declaration of Independenoa
and the constitution , we outgrew
high ideals that all parties formerly
appealed to and the patriotic expres
sions of those who formerly aspired
to leadership.
Keeley Will Probably jfo Fre .
The United States district attorney
announces that he dose not think thai
Neeley , the republican politician
charged with Cuban frauds , can bo
convicted. It has been discovered that
there is no authority to require wit
nesses to go to Cuba to testify againsfc
Neeley and the witnesses decline to go.
It will'be remembered that during tha
campaign it was repeatedly stated by
republican politicians that the prose
cution of Neely would be carried on
with all possible vigor. At the same
time , however , it was freely predicted
that Neely would not be convicted ,
The predictions appear to hare had
good foundation.
Beat Form of Giving nod Reclevinjr.
On August 6th the Standard Oil
company declared a dividend of 8 per
cent. This brings the dividends for
this company for the year 1901 up to
40 per cent. It is estimated that the
dividends for this year will reach 50
per cent John D. Rockefeller's sharo
in the dividend for August 6th is said
to have been 83,200,000. Not long ago
Mr. Rockefeller said that the best form
of giving was the payment of wages.
It cannot be doubted that Mr. Rocke
feller is fully convinced that the best
form of receiving is Standard Oil divi
dends.
The Maryland democrats met in state
convention and adopted a platform
which dealt entirely with state issues.
Aside from a general endorsement of
" .Teffersonian principles" the platform
makes no reference to national ques
tions. As the legislature elected this
fall will choose a United States sena
tor some reference should have besn
made to the questions upon which
the senator will have to act. If Mr.
Gorman is elected he may feel free to
construe Jeffersonianprinciples to suit
himself. An endorsement of the Kan
sas City platform would have given the
public some idea as to what to expect
in the way of national legistion iu
case of democratic success.
Owing to the fact that the congres
sional elections arc more than a year
in the future , the g. o. p. managers are
not worrying themselves grar over the
steel strike situation. The wise wage
worker will postpone his strikes until
such , time as the g. o. p. managers real
ize the necessity for action.
Laboring men who were deeelred by
the "full dinnerpail" and "protection
to American industry * ' slogans in 1900
are earnestly requested to look into
the dinnerpails of the striking steel
workers , and to note the actions of
thegigantic steel trust "infant. "
General Kitchener has-issued anoth
er proclamation , this time to the effect
that hereafter all Boers captured with
arms will be transported for life.
Kitchener will nowproceed to capture
before he can transport.
The federal judge who sent a strker
to jail for asking a fellow laborer to
stand by him would shudder violently
at the idea.of sending to jail a trust
magnate who asked another trust
magnate to stand by him under simi
lar conditions.
The steel trust is capitalized for § 1-
000.000.000 and arbitrarily fixes prices
and wages so as to pay dividends on
that enormous sum. Hut what is the
assessed value for taxation purposes of
the steel trust's property ?
' \Ve assert the sovereignty of the
people over all corporations and asr-
gregations of capital , " says the Iowa
republican platform. "What humorous
things those Iowa republican platform ,
makers can say.
It is well to make note of the fact'
that the navy bureaucrats are doing
most of the fluttering.
Adjutant-General Corbin will repre
sent the United States army at the
coronation of King Ed\vard. , The wisa
Englishman will not , however , form
his opinions of our army by the sum-
pel sent ov er.
Naturally the republican organs and
orators fly to the aid of Senator Mc-
Laurin. The old adage about birds of
a feather still holds good.
Senator McLaurin is entitled to some
smypatby. The St. Louis Globe-Dooaf-
ocrat has rushed to his defense.
