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THE ARGUS, WEDNESDAY. MAY 12, 1909.
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I TRADES 1
Wednesday, May 12, 1909.
A prohibitive tariff on tornadoes
.would be approved by people in the
west regardless1 of politics.
Refined sugar has advanced 10 cents
per 100 pounds. Must need the money
to recoup for that $2,000,000 fine.
Russia also has a cabinet crisis.
Europe being without baseball must
find something to interest the public.
A man can afford to be magnani
mous when he knows be is right.
But he hates to give in when he
knows he is wrong.
The city of Portland, Me., is strug
gling with a bill for $10.11 for beer
consumed at the councilinaiiic picnic.
And Maine is a prohibition state.
Many a man boasts of success who
never took 'a chance in his life, bill
waited until he had a dead sure thing
in his hands.
Uncle Joe Cannon says, "I'm only
one member and have only one vote."
Better keep an eye to windward when
Uncle .loe does the meek and lowly
as a blow-up is scheduled to appear
A Chicago clerk who has been keep
ing two families on a salary of
per week is to be sent to prison.
Plenty of men would sign his petition
for a pardon if he would only tell how
he did it.
Charles W. Morse testifies that he
hasn't a dollar he can call his own.
Those that he is calling temporarily
some one else s would do his cred
itors as well if they could be reached
in the interests of justice.
They are inaugurating a walkin
campaign against a street railway
monopoly in Philadelphia. It hardly
need be said that it is not a running
monopoly. But anything in Philadel
phia which is directed at a monopoly
Is rather fast for the town.
After putting a tax on the commodity
that is essential to the attainment of
the virtue that is next to Godliness,
Senator Aldrich has rubbed it in by
removing the tariff on sulphur. Verily,
there will be no hope for the race,
either here or hereafter, when Rock
efeller's son's father-in-law gets
through prescribing for the ills of the
How Illaine Was Defeated
Andrew Devine, a noted stenographic
reporter who had a part in many in
teresting national events, died Tues
day afternoon of apoplexy at his home,
500 First street, Brooklyn, in his CTth
year, fie was stricken' while at the
breakfast table on Sunday. Some In
teresting -inside history connected
with James G. Blaine's fatal error in
the character of his repose to Rev. Dr.
Burchard's "Rum, Romanism and Re
bellion" speech was In Mr. Devine'a
recorded experiences, and this was told
Tuesday night in Washington by Fred
Ireland, one of the official reporters of
debates in the house of representa
tives, who was associated with Mr.
- Devine for many years in reporting the
proceedings of the house.
Mr. Ireland said that Mr. Devino
had intrusted to him with the under
standing that it would not be printed
until Mr. Devine's death, a manuscript
account; ot nis. intimate knowledge of
the Rum, Romanism and Rebellion
episode. Mr. Ireland was unable to
lay his hands on the manuscript Tues
day night, but he had read it over yo
many times, he said, that he was
thoroughly familiar with Mr. Devine'o
"Mr. Blaine," said Mr. Ireland, "al
ways attributed his defeat for the pres.
idency to Dr. Burchard's unfortunate
speech and Mr. Blaine's reply to it.
According to Mr. Devine's story as
contained In th-j manuscript in my pos
session and told to me orally by Mr.
Devine, Mr. Blaine declared to Mr. De
vlne that the unfortunate break made
by Mr. Blaine wouldn't have ever oc
curred had Mr. Devine been present
when the delegation headed by Dr.
Burchard was received by Mr. Blaine.
In the campaign of 1884. when Mr.
Blaine was the republican candidate
for the presidency. Mr. Blaine applied
to the New York Associated Press to
have Mr. Devine assigned to report
Mr. Blaine's speeches. For many years
- Mr. Blaine and Mr. Devine had been
personal friends, and Mr. Blaine had
every confidence in Mr. Devine.
During the campaign whenever Mr.
Blaine was to recPrwa-dHegation it. support not only of the postal em
was Mr. Blaine's habit to ascertain in ployes, but the various trades unions.
advance from the spokesman of the
delegation just what was to be said m
order that he might make a fitting re
ply. More frequently, however, it was
Mr. Devine to whom Mr. Blaine in
trusted "this duty. Mr. Devine has told
me that there was no public man who
was as keenly alive to the importance
to be attached to the form in which a
new story was first presented in a
"On the morning of the day that the
delegation headed by Dr. Burchard
Jobliged to go to Brooklyn to attend
the funeral of his wife's father. Af
ter the funeral in returning to New
York to join Mr. Blaine at the Fifth
avenue hotel, Mr. Devine saw an ac
count in the afternoon newspapers cf
Mr. Burchard's 'Rum, Romanism and
Rebellion' speech and Mr. Blaine's re
ply to it. and realized instantly that
Mr. Blaine had made a fatal error. Up
on arriving at the hotel Mr. Devine
sought Mr. Blaine and asked him aoont
the speech, showing him the news
paper account. 'I do not know a thjng
about it. said Mr. Blaine. 'Did he
(Burchard) say that?" Mr. Blaine told
Mr. Devine of how he had gone oui v.n
the landing of the stairway to see the
delegation of ministers headed by Dr.
Burchard. The latter, so Mr. Blaine
told Mr. Devine, read his speech in a
sing-song voice and Mr. Blaine, who
was thinking of what he should say in
reply did not pay particular attention
it. Mr. Blaine said also that he had
been so admirably looked after up &
that time by Mr. Devine that it never
accurred to him that he was likely to
make a fatal error in agreeing to what
Dr. Burchard had to say, and he had
never once heard the fatal expression
of Dr. Burchard until Mr. Devine called
his attention to it in the newspapers
Of course, Mr. Devine,' said Mr.
Blaine, 'we know what I would have
said had that been called to my at
tention.' 'It was Mr. Devine's habit in the
campaign to pay strict attention to
whatever was said by the spokesman
of any political delegation that called
on Mr. Blaine, and if Mr. Blaine had
not been Informed in advance of what
was to be said by the spokesman, Mr.
Devine would give him a short synop
sis of it before Mr. Blaine began his
response. Mr. Blaine also insisted that
if Mr. Devine had been with him when
Dr. Burchard spoke of 'Rum, Roman
ism and Rebellion' Mr. Devine would
have called Mr. Blaine's attention .o
this phrase and would have enabled
Mr. Blaine to repudiate the. sentiments
expressed and thus, as Mr. Blaine be
lieved, have saved him from defeat by
A Timely Warning.
"Tariff reform will not be settled
until it is honestly and fairly settled
in tne interest ana to me uenent or
a patient and long suffering people.
The trusts and combinations the com-
niunism of pelf whose machinations
have prevented us from reaching the
successive deserved, should not be for
gotten nor forgiven."
These words, written by Grover
Cleveland in a letter to Mr. Catch-
ings of Mississippi, just after he saw
the mutilated Wilson bill become a
law on Aug. 28, 1894, read almost as
if they were penned for use in May,
Senate Boss Aldrich and the other
members of the upper house now en
gaged in framing a tariff bill may well
afford to take a day off and devote it
to the reading of this timely warning.
Every thought expressed in the quoted
paragraph applies to the situation as
it exists today.
As Cleveland gave warning, "tariff
reform will not be settled until it is
honestly and fairly settled." If Aid
rich and his gang do not revise the
Dingley tariff that way "honestly and
fairly" it will not have been "settled"
In other words, if the tariff isn't
revised "honestly and fairly, in the
interest and to the benefit of a patient
and long suffering people," it will
have to be done over again. The vot
ers will send men to congress who will
do it better.
TROOPS USED BY FRENCH
(Continued from Pai?e One.)
and resolution 4o force the hand of
the government was apparent.
"The government is playing for time;
we must not be caught napping," was
the spirit of the meeting as expressed
by Pauron, a dismissed postman and
one of the most active organizers of
Jeern for Clemencenu.
Toward the close ofhe meeting of
the federal committee the speakers be
came more and more excited in their
denunciation of the government. A
caricature of M. Clemenceau was car
ried into the hall amid hoots and jeerj,
and the premier was denounced in vio
"You are fighting for liberty of opin
ion and liberty of association," shouted
M. Pauron, "and you must not resume
work until .you have obtained the right
to unite as a syndicate."
A permanent strike and branch com
mittees were created and delegates
were dispatched to the provinces to
pursue an active propaganda to make
the strike complete. The secret com
mittee, composed of men whose names
were not made public, so that they
might escape the government's surveil
lance, was abolished. -
Aid front 'Other Sources.
Dispatches were received from many
pit U'll Qiinnnnnlnflr r. ...v-, .Mitl... n .. .1
The miners' congress now in session
at Lens also pledged aid. ,
Do Crown Recognize Sunday?
"A large number of crows were forag
ing for food not long ago close to ths
house of a farmer in West Virginia.
They were unusually bold, as though
hunger haddriven them to forget their
usual shyness and distrust of their
natural euemles men.
Two of them alighted close" to tho
back door and picked up the crumbs
with an apparent assurance of their
safety not easily accounted for. The
farmer wag telling a neighbor about
the tameness of the birds, and the lat
"You won't see them foolhardy to
morrow." "Why not tomorrow as well as to
day?" "Because today is Sunday, and these
crows know it. They know that one
day in seven they are not popped at
by boys and men. They cnn count,
crows can, and they know that on the
rseventh they are exempt from per
secution. , ,
"1 once lived "ueatf a-stvamp where
thousands of crows made their roost
ing place, and early in the morning
they used to start for- the mountains
for their food. 1 was often out with
my gun trying to get a shot at them.
Week days they were shy of me, and
I seldom got a shot at them, but on
Sunday morning it was different. Then
they would fly low and close to my
house, their wings almost flapping the
ridgeboaida of house and burns. Do
crows know when it is Sunday? Of
course they do." Eschauge.
Where the Cow's Kept.
It was examination day at a couuciJ
school in the outskirts of Leeds. Six
rows of neat little "tykes," with pol
ished faces and clean collars, had
been carefully coached by the teacher
In the diUicull art of evading the pit-
fulls set by the wily inspector. To a
boy they were ready.
The class room door opened and ad
mitted the dreadful personage.
"Now, boys," he commenced in his
most insinuating manner, "can any of
you tell me a few things that are made
"Clothes:" said Tommy Jones.
"Right!" said the inspector.
"Engines!" Veiled Sammy Jenkins.
"Right!" said the inspector. s
Then the replies came to a suddea
"Now. then, you bright boys, hurry
up!" said bis majesty. But the dread
ful silence was unbroken. "Well, now
toys, wnat is tne sum or a cow used
for?" asked their examiner in order to
jog their memories.
Little Johnny Blnks fell off his seat
In his eagerness to be seen. t
'Tlease, sir please, sir." he yelled
I "the skin is used to keep the meat in!"
I The expression "crocodile tears" can
1 1" mi nrl tr o l mrhc n i-nrp T7ii ivwrnn n
, , .. .. , v , ,
language, but it is doubtful if one in
a thousand of those who use it have
an idea of Its origin. We are told in
the Bestiary of Guillaume le Clerc
that when the crocodile finds an un
wary traveler it devours him, but aft
erward weeps over Win all the rest of
its life. This is very evidently the al
luslon in "Othello," "Each drop she
falls would prove a crocodile."
There Is another version of the fa
ble, however, which is more often re
ferred to In literature and according to
which the crocodile sheds tears in or
der to allure the traveler to destruc
tion. Shakespeare alludes to this in
the passage where he tells how
The mournful crocodile
With sorrow snares relenting passengers.
"2 Henry VI.," 1. 228.
"l nat man said no never forgets a
"He speaks truly." answered Sena
tor Sorghum. "He did me a favor
fifteen years ago and has been talking
about it ever since." Washington Star
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"Let me pass through thy land; we
vineyards . . . but we will go along by
Little one. little one, taKe my hand
Find me the Path of Play
Down through the heart of the wonderland v
, That was mine own one day.
, Show me the Field of the Cloth of Cold
Meadows that glowed in Spring;
Tell me the tales that the daisies hold.
Songs that the robins sing.
- Where is the Land of the Other Day?
There, where you ride, on the King's highway
Little one, little one, let me see
- All of the things I Knew.
Chant me the song of the bumblebee
Leading his pirate crew
Into the holds where the sweets are stored.
He, in his gold and buff, -Rifling
the rose of its honey hoard,
RollicKing, rude and rough. .
Does still the tide of the dream sea sway
Off of the coast of the King's highway? . '
Little one, little one, you can find
Fairy and elf and sprite
I have grown old -and to them am blind.
You have the mystic sight;
Yours are the eyes that alone may set
Gnomes, as they madly fling
Petals that pelt over you and me
You of your land are King.
This is the boon, is the boon I pray;
Let me go bacK by the King's highway.
Little one, little one, taKe my hand;
I will not turn aside
Though as we go I shall understand
' All that the far hills hide;
I shall Know well that the dim beyond
" Holds all that I have lost.
Memories fadelessly fair and fond.
Hid by the hills I crossed. .
Where is the Land of the Other Day?
There, where you ride on the King's highway.
The Argus Daily Short Story
The Bachelor and the Cat By Stuart B. Stone.
Copyrighted, 1909, by Associated Literary Press.
The fluffy haired, hazel eyed young
inuy.was speaking or tne play at tne
Belleville Opera House.
"i is the prettiest bit of sentiment.
There's the quaintest pair of lovers,
and they go through fire, water, perse
cution and plague, but it works out
beautifully in the end."
Thereupon bashful Captain Grant,
at the head of the table, sniffed polite
The cheery young bank clerk who
sat next to the hazel eyed girl told of
the "best selling" romance he was
reading. It was "The Loves of Lady
Perilla," and Captain Grant frowued
at the title.
Then the young man loaned over
and talked in low tones to the fluffy
haired girl. The girl colored in deli
cious bewilderment. The young man's
merry eyes sobered, and Mrs. Ogden
Carter winked at Mrs. Newman Ap
pleby across flie table. Captain Grant
saw the byplay of hearts and growled
into his plate of Boston beans. After
that, in a faint sweet cloud of helio
trope, the lilac lady entered.
She was in the early thirties, rather
tall and thin, with a wreath of glossy
black hair and big, gray eyes scatter
ing sympathy. Touches of lilac here
and there relieved the black.
' The boarders "sized up" the new
comersome with a tinge of envy of
the splendid, shining hair, others with
listless conjecture as to whether she
earhe from Cape Cod or from Kokonio.
But Captain Grant looked covertly at
the lady and sighed so manifestly
from the heart that a little ripple of
amused wonder went around the ta
bles. . Blushing vividly, the captain
. arose and strutted hurriedly out
The captain held little part In the
babble of the table, but next day he
spoke to Miss Inola Marshall, the new
boarder, regarding the probability of
rain. The lilac lady smiled charming
ly, admitting the shrewdness of the
forecast. From one labored confidence
In a day this man, who bad sniffed at
, the prospect of young hearts confiding,
attained to a running comment of an
ecdote and observation.
Miss Inoln was gracious; so, after a.
bit. noticing the captain and the lady
deep In dlscussibn, Mrs. Carter smiled
at Mrs. Appleby, and the young clerk
had his hazel eyed girl to himself,
with no. one to snort because they
talked In the low, earnest tones of
Thingf went thus beautifully until
the coming of Zenobla. Zenobla was
plump and sleek and sandy and white
streaked, like a faded tigress. She
was endowed with n cavernous yawn
and a lulling, musical our. aud she
will not turn into the fields or into tht
the king's higaway." Number zxl 23
by W. Q. Chaym&aJ
bad n way of curling up on the pre-
clous skirts of women to dream fitful
things of the chase of the hard pressed
The giantess of a cat was as a pic
ture of gold to Miss Inola, but the cap
tain detested all of her kind. Wlien
Zcnobia crept softly to ' the dining
room and some unseelnir barbarian
stepped on her ringed tail, so that she
squalled in despair, it was a question
whether the captain did not chuckle
Miss Inola. loving Zenobla dearly,
could not help but bold It against him
in her heart. Finally Zeuobia. sighing
for sympathy, thrust her plump sides
against the trousers leg of the captain,
leaving soft, yellow hairs for remem
brance. It affected him like tbe clam
my contact of a serpent.
"What do you see In that cat?" he
"More than I see In you." Miss Inola
That settled it The captain retired
to bis den and tried vainly to Interest
himself in three volumes of the his
tory of the Sudan, and MIs3 Inola.
petting and pampering the giantess
Zenobia. almost wished that she might
die. For a month Mrs. Carter and
Mrs. Appleby bad only the young bank
clerk and the hazel eyed girl for wink
ing and smiling exchange.
The last night in the month the enn
tain lounged disconsolately In tils
smoking gown, dividing his time be
tween a dissertation on Moroccan
bandits and tbe perversities of women
"The Moorish, bandit' is gruff, grim
and inured to hardship." read the cap-1
When Your Head Aches
don't take chances with your heart by dosing
with headache cures. It's caused by upset
stomach or inactive liver.
will settle the stomach
out violence but effectively. It will remove the
cause and cure the
I tain and nonoea. knowing tnoy were
miles ami miles away. ,
She Is the only woman I ctu!d ever
care a straw for." murmured the cap
tain, r.lert and sighing, for Madam of
the Lilacs was only across the narrow
A Ail! fed. lazy cat purred In the
corridor, descended the steps and
yowled for companionship in the yard
below. Tbe captain shut his mouth
tight and went back to learn of the
banditti. Tbe Dutch windmill of a
clock chimed 1). The cry was repeated
"fire! Fire!" "
The captain bounded to the door, ar
rayed like a rajah for glory. Miss
Inola almost telescoped him.
"Where is it?" she demanded.
The .window disclosed n fierce blaze
quite near. ."The Golden Rule ware
house." answered the captain, and theyj
both descended hurriedly,
A crowd had gathered, shouting, ges
ticulating, yet not venturing near the
"Why don't they put it out?" asked
'Towder stored there barrels and
barrels of U," volunteered some one,
Mrs. Appleby approached Miss Inola.
"Your cat Zenobla jast went In there.
Miss Inola moaned: "Poor little Ze-
nobia! She'll be blown into the moon!'
.Captain Graut started to speak and
checked himself. Then, coloring vio
lently, he announced: "Don't go on Id
that way. Miss Inola. I'm going to
Miss Inola stared, colored on her own
account and extended her hand. W;I
Ham." she called him for the first time,
"you are good aud brave and true.
Tbe captain proudly raised bis head.
;i-ded his flowery, high colored gown
.bout him aud waded into tbe zone of
"Hey. there! Danger! Towder
Come back, man!" bawled the specta
tors. But Captain Grant strode grimly
on. The last words of the lilac lady
rang In his ears "You are good and
brave and true.'
He heard the cat yowl , frantically
and he charged like an Assyrian host
"William. William. William!" her vole
kept calling to him.' The door was fas
tened with a rusted padlock, but the
captain easily broke through the rot
ten thing. "Brave n nil 'true, brave and
true." he kept repeatiug.
The structure was doomed, but here
Just within the door it was rathe
dark and thick with smoke. lie could
make out the barrels and tried to avoid
them. "Kitty, kitty, kitty!" he called.
lie stumbled over spmething. caught
at a barrel and plunged Into Its yawn
Ing top. His arms rammed Into a soft,
fleecy, choking mess. Scrambling up,
lie overlurned two others and rolled
on the floor.
Finally he regained his feet, covered
from bead to foot with the pulverized,
clinging substance. A cat howled
some where, -and he turned toward the
door. Zenobia sat upon her haunches
twenty feet in front of the warehouse
spitting aud howling like n feline de
mon. The enptaiu stepped out luto
the light, ne was covered, plastered.
burled, frescoed, coated with flour.
The crowd stirred in the distance.
Tompkins, proprietor of the Golden
Rule, had arrived. "There's no pow
der," he exclaimed. "Those barrels
contain flour. Come on!" Tbe mob
came like a hurricane.
"Look at Captain Grant," they shout
ed gleefully "flour all over his dress
ing gown and on his face and hair!
Looks like a ghost
"Well, I'll be eternally jiggered !"
fumed the captain. lie kicked at the
screaming Zenobia and, missing, near
lv fell upon his back, rarticles of
1 dust adhered to the flour, giving him
a glorious checkerboard appearance
He turned and ran from the madding
crowd. ' a white, gorgeous specter of
As be scaled the picket fence some
one called to him. but be paid no heed
He bounded down the little lane with
Berserker vim and fury. The person
who had called ran through a gate
and stood in the road to check him.
The captalu, w ild, chagrined, unsee
ing, waved his arms, put on more
steam and growled deadly menace,
"William, Wllllaml" called a soft
The captain, checking, flapped at the
flour in his eyes,
: "Oh. you are brave and true, but
you do look like a fright!" said Miss
Inola, and she broke down aud sob
bed before the captain, taking alarm
again, could bound away.
"There, there, don't cry!" he ndmon
ished. "That spitfire Zenobia's all
right and will live to be ten thou
Then he took her in his arms until
she became white with the dazzle of
tho flour. '
"What Is the matter with the hack
"ne has a hackln? couch."
and make your liver act with--
Sr nViCA M. SMITH
Tbe man who takes bis punishment
gracefully and profits by It Is slated
for the hero class or something equal
We may as well all stand from un
der when the woman who is going to
have her own way and doesn't care
who knows it appears on the scene.
There really Isn't any UBe In a man's
knowing bow to work If be knows bow
no annex successfully tbe results of
other men's labor.
Don't make tbe mistake of thinking
that your enemy is Inert because si
lenced. One of tbe most puzzling problems
is. Why do some people act that way 7
In the changing tides of time tbe
fellow that was against you may be
for you, so look out for him.
Most modern languages are Interest
ing, but baseball language, Is especial
well trained memory Is one that
never presents us with a disagreeable
Wives should be uniformly kind to
their husbands. As a class they re
spond to gentle treatment and may be
very useful on occasion. -
Tears are said to win sometimes
when every argument fails, but some
women bate like tbe mischief to re
sort to them.
Where Dollars Counted
The maid was mora
' Than thirty-two.
She'd tried before
And failed. It's true.
But this time she
iooked sure to win
Because, you see.
She had the tin.
No beauty fair
Of high degree.
But still her share
' Ot dough had she.
To pick and choose
Fell to fcer lot.
She couldn't Jose
The man she got.
What do you
call your dog?"
"Can't you get
one that suits?"
'I was just
looking around. I
was wonderiug if
you would give
him a fancy col
lar if I were to
name him after
I'm Just a simple minded man. -
1 cannot understand ,
A lot ot very curious things 1
That happen in this land.
For Instance, when they pass a law
That never should be broken - ,
No one can tell you what it means '
Until a judge has spoken.
Why can't they say just what they mesa
And mean JuHt what they say ,
And make It plain to any one .
In quite a common way 1
Instead of making It. In fact,
A mixed and wordy jutnble,
A tangle over which a man
Will flounder, trip or tumble?
It takes a lot of legal light.
Of reasons deep mid wide.
When for the breaking of the law
A millionaire Is tried.
But when a simple, common man
(Jets In a legal tussle
The frowning judge says. "Thirty days,".
And never moves a muscle. i
I say 1 cannot understand.
And yet 1 sort of do.
The situation clears a bit
To one who looks It through.
To one from Mars It all might seem
A trifle strained or funny.
It isn't though. We keep it. for :
it suits the chaps with money.
"Don't you just love to see tbe lawn
sprinkled with blossoming dandelions?
"Indeed I do."
"It is perfectly lovely. What does U
make you think of?"
"Salad garnished with hard boiled
Hoped For Mora
"What alls your
"Three diseases I know oiy
"That alir . v
"Well, 1 bare only seen three
trs." v - . -
' Either Way. l
"Will you make the train??
"Trains made already."
"Smarlie! Will jou catch lm
'I II catch it If I don't"