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VOL. IV. NO. 10. NEBRASKA CITY , NEBRASKA JMIBER12,1901. SINGLE COPIES , 5 CENTS.
PUBLISHED WEEKLY.
OFFICES : OVERLAND THEATRE BLOCK.
.T. STERLING MORTON , EDITOR.
A JOURNAL DEVOTED TO THE DISCUSSION
OF POLITICAL , ECONOMIC AND SOCIOLOGICAL
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Address , THE CONSERVATIVE , Nebraska
City , Nebraska.
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cation.
Entered at the postofflce at Nebraska City ,
Neb. , as Second Class matter , July 29 , 1898. '
Oratory is not al-
THE TRUTH. ways the truth and
eloquence deals fre
quently in fiction. Thus in his labor
day platitudes the peerless Bryan re
marks : "Each decade in our history
shows greater production of wealth , and
the men who produce it have less to
show for it. "
In Otoe county and in all South East
ern Nebraska the last "decade shows
greater production of wealth and the
men who produce it" have farms which
will sell , on the average , for fifty per
cent , more than they would have sold
in 1891. And the majority of the farms
in Eastern and South Eastern Nebraska
are held this day by the same families
which owned them ten years ago.
Those families are relatively rich.
Many of them were represented at the
gathering of "the old settlers" at Mor
ton Park , Nebraska City , on September
2nd , 1901 , when Hon. H. P. Beuuet and
other pioneers addressed them upon
their prosperity and contentment.
There were one hundred and ninety-
three buggies , surreys , spring wagons
and carriages of their own among the
"old sutlers" of Otoe county who that
day attended the picnic of the pioneers.
The vehicles and gearing , together
with the teams hauling them that day ,
cost more money than all Otoe county
property , real and personal , was as
sessed for during the first decade of
civil government on these prairies. The
old settlers in attendance at Morton
Park represented and owned , without
iuoninbrauce , on Sept. 2nd , 1901 , ten
times more of real and personal value
than they possessed in the decade be
ginning with 1878.
Wages are rising. Interest rates are
* *
declining. Transportation , for freight
and passengers , is lower in the United
States , and traveling facilities better ,
than anywhere else on the great globe.
Under these conditions it is not true
that "the poor are getting poorer. "
Neither is it true that the rich are all
getting richer nor true that all are
getting rich. But the great mass of
humanity in the United States lives
better now than ever before and with
less daily hard work.
There'are ' men who never knew good
times aria who never will know good
times because they are only talkers , not
workers ; grumblers , not grubbers. To
them Col. Bryan may very appropriate
ly address his lachrymose monologues.
He is a master workman among phrase-
molders and a paragon among the
skilled mouth-workers of this decade.
But his own income from voice-culture
gives the lie to the statement about the
"poor getting poorer" while in a meas
ure it verifies his statement that "the
men who produce wealth" have it gob
bled up from them by men ( gabbers )
who do not produce wealth.
Only a few days
JOHN F , BUCK , ago the editor of
THE CONSERVATIVE
received a very cheerful note from Mr.
John F. Buck , of Buck's Grove , Cass
county , Nebraska. It was for the pur
pose of renewing his subscription to
THE CONSERVATIVE , and for the further
gratification of telling him that in good
health he was on that day of his writ
ing precisely eighty-six years of age.
Since then , while driving to the old
settlers' convocation and picnic at
Union , his team became unmanageable ,
ran away , threw Mr. Buck from the
vehicle , and his death ensued within a
few minutes.
John F. Buck was a typical pioneer
of the most rigidly religious -and puri
tanic type. He was strong in his con
victions , honest in his actions , and in
every way a most reputable and valu
able citizen.
Because the Argo
COMMUNITY Starch Manufac-
OF INTERESTS , tory was sold to
the National Starch
Company Colonel Bryan with a Salva
tion Army composed of J. Ham Lewis ,
ex. M. O.from Washington , Blarney
Smythe , Odor Oldham , and their emo
tional evangelists of the Church of Dis-
content invaded Nebraska City and ex
horted and prophesied of certain calam
ity. All sorts of dire disasters were to
follow the terrible amalgamation of
these two great concerns.
But now the telegrams announce the
purchase of the "National Watchman
and Silver Plume"
Another. by the peerless
Bryan for the pur
pose of consolidating the same with his
Commoner organ at Lincoln.
Here is "a trust. " Here is "a commun
ity of interest , " a tremendous monopoly
ely of wind and cheek , brass and blab ,
all owned by one mental and moral
Rockefeller ! Is there no protection for
the poor in spirit , the * weak in lungs ,
the timid in tongue , the unaggressive
citizenship of this great republic ? The
combination of rhetoric.oratory , fiction ,
vagaries , flapdoodleism , effrontery and
gall thus telegraphed to the country is
enough to paralyze the infant indus
tries of prophecy , declamation and
candidature among the pin-feathered
statesmen of Nebraska and the Nation.
Affairs social arid
ABSENT. commercial called
the editor of THE
CONSERVATIVE to Chicago and he will
be absent for some days.
The attempt made
ARE WE TO by a Polish anar
BLAME ? chist on the life of
the chief executive
of our nation has exasperated the best
feelings of every citizen's heart most
keenly ; but while this just indignation
that a contemptible alien should lay his
hands on our most sacred public trust
thus is fresh in our hearts , let us ask
ourselves whether we are altogether
blameless in the matter. Do we not , by
too great freedom of speech toward our
public men , encourage others to believe
that we hold too lightly by them ? Not
only during the acrimonious heat of
campaigns , but in the peaceful interval
between , our newspaper writers and
our public speakers use such language
of our best and greatest men as to indi
cate to an outsider that they are things
of little worth ; what wonder then that
this idea should grow , in the narrow ,
cramped brain of a serf-born foreigner ,
into a belief that his murderous im
pulses were in accord with ours ? Let
us thank God that this man has failed ;
and hereafter bridle our own tongues.
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