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THE ARGl'S. MONDAY. JULY J5. 1904-
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Monday, July 25, 1904.
The populist party has koiic to bed
and blown our the Kas. This i the
discovery of the Quincy Herald.
S-nator Davis not only veiled lor
Bryan, but some of his admirers insist
that he also voted for Andrew Jack-
The New York World thinks the
Kansas hoj? and the Texas steer re
fuse to take a gloomy view of the
The man who was largely responsi
ble for the introduction of nolf in this
country, Robert Lockhart, died a few
days aco in BdinbufK. Scotland. He
was for years a linen importer in New
York, and organized the first nolf club
in the United States in Yonkers. N. Y.,
in is, it was known as the "Apple
Tree Cnni;." Subsequently he found
ed the St. Andrew's Golf club.
Through Judge Alton I!. Parker and
Senator Henry C. Davis the democrats
will find a ready responsive feeling in
the south at liie polls on election day.
The section of the I'nifed States below
Mason and Dixon's line will cast their
votes as a unit for the distinguished
jurist and aide senator. No fear is
felt for the support of the candidate
in the south, and when the official
count is made the southern states will
have done yeoman service in placing
a winning ticket at the bead of the fed
After conquering Hurmah the Brit
ish undertook to carry the great Kan
goon bell, the third largest in the
World, to Calcutta as a trophy, but
dropped it overboard in the Rangoon
river, where it defied all the efforts of
the engineers to raise it. Some years
later the Burmese, who had not ceased
to mourn its loss. begged to be allowed
to recover it. Their petition was
granted, ami. by attaching it to an in
credible number of bamboo Boats, the
Unwieldy mass of metal was finally
floated from its muddy bed and tri
umphantly restored to its place.
The Russian officer who searched
the British ship in the Bed sea would
have been within his rights, perhaps,
if he had gone through the mail bags
addressed to Japan and taken out such
communications as were evidently
official, destroying them or taking
them to his own ship. But to take
front the mail steamer to his own ship
her whole mail for a belligerent court
try. in order to rummage it at his lei
ure for "compromising documents."
not only degrades a naval officer to
the lev. i i.t a st. Petersburg spy, butt
is stub an outrage on civilization as
cannot be tolerated. It is an attempt
to extend to the high seas the mipeifl
vision and censorship of private com
munications which disgrace the inter
nal administration of Russia.
The release from prison of Mrs.
Maybrick recalls the story told on the
authority of E. S. Willard. the English
nctor. According to the story there
was a sensational play in rehearsal at
one of the London theatres early in
the sm's. The plot of the play was in
all essentials the plot of the Maybrick
tragedy. Before putting it in the bill
a private matinee was given to which
critics, actors and literary folk were
invited. In the result the play was con
demned and never produced, but
among the audience of the matinee-?
the story goes, were Mrs. Maybrick
anl the man whose name was men
tioned in the case. If the story be true
it furnishes one of the most curious
coincidences in history of crimes since
the leading case of Hamlet vs. the
King of Denmark.
KooHevelc in K treat
St. Louis Republic: All's quiet at
Oyster Bay. Only once has Mr. Roose
velt shattered the silence and that was
to say that he would have nothing to
say daring the campaign. That was
some days ago. and the silence has
since readjusted itself and settled
down until now there is not a single vi
brat ion and all s as quiet as it was on
the Potomac in the Roosevelt era of
reform. Even Uing Island Sound
hardly dare to breathe and the bright
green seaweed of the oyster beds
sways without rustling. The little os
treoid bivalves themselves are sleep
Ing placidly like federal appointees at
a republican national convention.
The Oyster Bay campaign is to be
one of occasion. There will be noth-
is not going to show his teeth and the 5
voice that once through Minneapolis'?
halls shouted "Shackle the trusts!" (,
and once through Cincinnati's halls
cried out that the Standard Oil com
pany and the anthracite trust received
no protection under the Dingiey bill is
as still as the conscience of a private
monopoly. Mr. Roosevelt is even do
ing his thinking away back in his
hind-head, in a little occipital closet
as far removed from the processes
of communication as the niche of some
tiny saint, away down under the dark
stairway of a cathedral.
Formerly the silence of Judge Bar
ker was impressive. It was the more
bo because of the public expectation
that it would be broken witha signifi
cant message to the world. The expec
tation has been fulfilled. Judge Bar
ker has become the speaking candi
date. Mr. Roosevelt has become the
silent candidate. The silence of Judge
Barker was as nothing to the silence
of Mr. Roosevelt. The silence of Judge
Barker was the silence of dignity and
meditation, prompted by a sense of the
eternal fit tier s of things. The silence
of Mr. Roosevelt at Oyster Bay is as
the silence of one who has finished
speaking; of one who has spoken at
great length and has come to a period
with exhaustion; of one who has said
even too much. It is the silence of
one who fears to say more. Mr. Koose
veltwill not denounce private monopo
ly in this campaign: will not boast of
tiie Northern securities decision; will
not denounce Wall street. There will
be no strenuous stumping. It is in the
off year, when his party machine fights
tor a majority margin in congress,
that Mr. Roosevelt arraigns the pow
ers that be leaving himself a period
of two years for capitulation. You
can't stir up the people and keep
peace with the trusts in a presidential
year, and Mr. Roosevelt knows it.
Kven the oysters meditate down in the
deep bosom of the ocean bed know
that little secret.
Mr. Roosevelt in retreat presents a
new phase of the iolitician to the
American people. Mr. Ro.scvclt in
solemn self communication is a picture
of momentous wonder. Kepose was
never a part of Roosevelt ism. and tor
the strenuous one to become suddenly
be meat silent and almost gloomy
feature of tin- republican campaign is
iltnost as if a harlequin turned Fran
The grave Mr. Roosevelt wit lull aw n
far from publicity into the shrouded
silence of Oyster Bay! And ye: the
machine doesn't seem to care. Per
haps the price of his silence is meas
ured in the campaign contributions of
unlawful monopoly. Berhaps some of
the magnates from Wall street who
lunched with him just before he left
the white house whispered a sugges
tion to him.
Mr. Theodoreofhope doesn't even
have a word to say to his negro
friends.. Not a word will he utter up
on the other race issue; for aught he
will say the world may suicide all it
pleases between now and November.
Nor will he deliver any more wai
iddresses or paint with crimson words
the story of the charge which swept up
the hill only to "break at the summit
in the bloody spray of gallant failure."
Not even the scratch of his pen is
heard. No more "Cuban letters" will
lie write. No more congratulatory let
ters to Mr. Payne upon the latter's
great reforms in the postal dapart
meat. Mr. Roosevelt's silence means
much less to the American people in
the way of amusement, entertainment
Mr. Roosevelt has so far withdrawn
himself from the world that he re
quires a Loeb to do his hearing for
him. and even a Loeb who is a little
deaf. It is useless for labor unions
to try to make Mr. Roosevelt hear
through this Loeb. But if Wall street
and monopoly should whisper down
that way. would they be heard?
Mr. Roosevelt's silent sequestra
t rat ion at Oyster Bay is almost tragic.
Can i' be that he has already entered
uion the stilly oblivion of political
doom? Is it the beginning which has
no end? Berhaps the bivalves in the
blue depths of the bay can tell.
Political gossips are already build
ing a cabinet for Judge Barker, and
have got Grover Cleveland slated for
secretary of state or ambassador to
England. This is all poppy-cock. Gro
ver prefers to be the lone fisherman of
the administration and that's all. The
Argus has a wireless tip from BaoptU
that the Barker cabinet will be as fol
lows: Secretary of state. William J.
Bryan; secretary of thi' treasury. Au
gust Belmont; secretary of war. Gen.
Nelson A. Miles; secretary of the
navy. Admiral George Dewey; attor
ney general. David B. Hill; postmaster
general, William Randolph Hearst:
secretary of the interior. John B. Hop
kins: scretary of commerce. Senator
Ben Tillman: secretary of agriculture.
Gen. James B. Weaver.
A case came to light that for per
sistent and unmerciful torture has
perhaps never been equaled. Joe Gol-
obick. of Colusa, CaL, writes: "For 15
years I endured insufferable pain from
rheumatism and nothing relieved me.
though I tried everything known. I
came across Electric Bitters, and It's
the greatest medicine on earth for
that trouble. A few bottles of it com
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and general debility. Only 50 cents.
Satisfaction guaranteed by Hartz &
DAILY SHORT STORY
A FEARFUL NIGHT.
A boy of fourteen stood before a tent
with a bucket of water in his band
that be bad just brought from the
t-tream below. He was much excited.
! A woman canie out of the tent, and
the little fellow said to her:
"Mother, there are panther tracks on
the trail to the- rtver."
"Surer" said the woman, paling.
Two little girls came out with fright
ened faces. They bad heard the news
ami. voting as they were, understood
it. The Maxcy family were pioneers
who had come to the country to settle,
but bad not yet built their cabin. The
father had gone to the nearest county
seat to enter the land and would not
be back till the following day. The
mother and soti consulted what they
should do. The panther would likely
be back again, and there was DO cer
tain defense. True, little Tom Maxcy
had his ritle and for a loy was a fair
shot, but supposing the panther .should
come upon them suddenly or tiat Tutu
should miss him? In that case the
family would be at the brute's mercy.
The little girls watched their mother s
face and, seeing the anxiety depicted
there, clung to her skirts.
Since there were no iicigblwrs to
help, there was nothing to do but make
tin- only preparation possible that is.
gather Wood for the purpose of build
ing a fire. Tom got his ritle in good
Shape, but it was of small size, and
his mother feared to have him use it
lest its tiny ball would only enrage the
panther. Tom worked all the morning
gathering wood and spent the after
noon seeing tlint the pens containing
the cattle were secure.
The sun went down, and darkness
stole over the land. An awful dread
came upon the family as night drew
on. Would the panther find another
meal atid let them alone? They hoped
for the best. Tom lighted the fire,
which he bad laid directly before the
tent, and he had driven a forked
branch into the ground on which t
rest his ritle. The little girls were put
to bed. and Tom and bis mother kept
There was stillness except the occa
sional snapping of the tire or the cry
of n distant loon. Hour after hour the
mother and son sat waiting for the
night to pass, atril soon after midnight
the boy fell asleep. He was awakened
by u thud upon the earth a short dis
tance away, as of some heavy animal
Jumping from a tree-, opening bis eyes,
he saw terror in his mother's face. She
caught his wrist and held It as in the
grip of a vise.
"Look!" she cried.
Tom, on following the direction of her
eyes, saw two glaring balls out in the
darkness. Tearing bin.seii away from
her, be kicked the burning logs, sending
tip sparks and flame that illumined the
dark figure. IJe hoped that this would
drive it away, but he was disappointed.
The panther was doubtless hungry and
loath to give up his prey. Tom went to
be said, "throw a firebrand
Ing odontic about it. Mr. Roosevelt tablets. T. H. Thomas' pharmacy.
John EL Davlin. Houston Was all
run down; nothing did me any good
until I got hold of Hollister's Rocky
Mountain Tea. Now I am strong and
well: gained M pounds. 35c. tea or
But Mrs. Maxcy was not equal to
such an act, and Tom. resting the butt
of his rifle on the ground, seized a
brand and. first waving It over his
head, threw it straight at the beast,
who shrank away for a time, but It
was not long before Tom saw those
two glaring eyes again fixed upon him.
Again he tried the expedient of tossing
a brand, but this time the panther paid
but little attention to it.
The realization of the horror threat
ening them was what paralyzed the
mother. One of the blessings of youth
Is the absence of such realization,
which accounts for the absence of fear,
and Tom Maxcy was at an age when
one doesn't picture dreadful tilings to
come. His faculties were all bent on
his work, which was to drive the pan
ther off or kill him. But the beast de
clined to be driven off. Indeed, Tom
noticed a certain undtilntory movement
of his body, which was stretched fiat
on the ground, that indiatd he was
crawling gradually nearer for a spring.
Tom seized a last brand a big one
and threw it with so true an aim that
had not the panther dodged It would
have struck him. then the boy without
waiting to see the result sprang for
his rifle. Mrs. Maxcy rushed frantic
ally Into the tent and hugged her little
girls to her. Their cries seemed to
whet the panther's appetite, and Tom
saw him rising on his fore paws ready
for a spring. The boy's eye was look
ing down the barrel of his rifle, bring
ing the two sights In line with the
enter of the brute's eve. The distance
was not great, not more than a dozen
yards. lie had a rest, and his young
Iieart was besting tM-nruely more rapid
ly than usual. He was sure if he fired
lefore the panther sprang he could
hit his head and believed he could hit
the eye he aimed for. At a moment
When the beast was perfectly 'Still and
the tead at the muzzle of the ritle in
line with the breech sight and the
panther's eye Tom pulled the trigger.
The animal gave a spring into the air
and fell back motionless.
Tom wnlted to see if he woubi stir.
but as he did not he called to his
mother that he had killed the monster,
then walked forward to inspect him.
When he came near enough to see a
stream of blood pouring from, the eye
he knew surely that be had pierced
The little marksman vainly endeav
ored to induce his mother to come and
see for herself, but she would not.
V I . V . , J ,. 1 mm
.ciiuvr wuum buv go 10 srtji who iue
horrid form lying so near the tent.
t It was not long till daylight and :
the terrible night had passed.
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