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THE ROCK ISEANT. ARGUS. MOM)AY, JUI.T S, 1911.
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Monday, July 3, 1911.
Let it be a safe and sane Fourth.
Hines baa surely been doing some
There is one cheering thought
It will be cooler in October.
The railroads are said to be sending
70,000 cars to the wheat belt. Presum
ably to haul the crop failure to market.
A snake is reported to have been
captured at Edwardsville tbat is as "bit;
as a stove pipe." Obviously a "pipe
The report that President Taft wants
Jk)hn Hays Hammond to run for vice
president in 1912 is incredible. Mr.
Taft is a rather poor politician, but
hardly as poor as that.
The next house of representatives
wilt contain 42 more members than the
present congress, which will be a reve
lation to those who thought congress
was already aB unwieldly as it couli
Both Salt Lake City and Ogden have
voted in favor of licensed saloons, and
now it might be of some interest to
know how the women voted on the
question or whether th,ey voted at all,
as they have a perfect right to do?
Eugene F. Ware, poet of Kansas,
United States pension commissioner
under President Roosevelt and one
of the most prominent lawyers of
the west, died suddenly from heait
disease Saturday at Cascade, a sum
mer resort near Colorado Springs.
Mr. Ware's greatest fame came to
him under the name of "Ionquili."
It was under this pen name that he
published "The Washerwoman" and
many other poems. It was not only
as a poet that he was known. He
was author of many books on law
and also translated and edited mauy
ancient legal books. His history of
Iowa's troops In the civil war is ac
cepted as authoritative. Mr. Ware
considered his poetry writing as n
pleasure and although several of
his books of verse went into several
editions be refused to accept the
profits on them, giving the proceeds
to some worthy cause. Besides be
ing a poet. Mr. Ware was noted as
a soldier, lawyer and political leader.
Funk and the Detectives.
Ever since Clarence S. Funk made
public his talk with Edward Hines
about the price that was paid for the
purchase of the senatorship for Wil
Iiam Lo rimer, it is claimed he has
been shadowed and hounded by de
It Is a pity that a man cannot as
sert his manhood and stand up for
the truth in this country without be
coming the object of surveillance
and vengeance to the interests that
'are affected. We raise a great howl
about the "black hand" and other
societies organized to punish the men
who cross their paths in this way
How about the big business com
bination that sends detectives to
shadow and intimidate a man who
Is summoned into court to tell what
he knows about a case of corruption
' That such a thing is tolerated
. would seem to show that there is
something rotten in the modern
scheme of politics, something that
ought to be handled by the courts.
The men who has the courage un
der such conditions to appear before
a court or inquisitorial body and give
lis testimony Is deserving of credit.
All the "black hand" methods are
not confined to foreigners, after all.
There Is coming a day of reckoning
with this kind of thing in the United
States. free people refuse to stand
good for any such methods. Let the
truth prevail, whoever suffers.
Clarance 8. Funk has served the
state and Its people by testifying
after releasing Editor Kohlsaat from
the bond of confidence and secrecy
which the latter so honorably de
fended. Again. Swat the Fly.
In the current issue of "Woman's
World" Is an article on the danger
to life that comes with the summer
files. It says:
"Experts declare that 5,090 out of
every 7,000 deaths from summer
troubles would he prevented by the
destruction of the fly. Today the
fiy U regarded as one of the most
dangerous Insects on earth. It is
probably responsible for more sick
ness and deaUx especially among
.children.- than ny other single
agent. Health. Bepartments all over
the United , States .are tent wpon ex
j terminating them. A national fly
t MtnmttlM lias been estah-
TRADES gg?J COUWCIL ? 20
f lished. Bureaus and committees use
t All through its life the fly persists
i7n its amy nsoiw. -
raha-jtreet and then si Into
the nursery where your baby is
sleeping. It breakfasts in a pig pen.
drinks from a cesspool and dines in
unspeakable places. Then, attracted
by a garbage can outside your door,
it comes to spend the afternoon in
It hurries to the breakfast table
crawls over the toast and sips the
cream. It drops into the coffee cup
and in an effort to get out again
leaves behind it a few thousand bac
teria it has brought with it from your
neighbor's garbage pail and it sam
ples the meat the butcher neglects
to keep in the ice box. It tastes the
fruit and vegetables exposed on the
sidewalk stands. In fact, it noses
about into everything.
As many as 6,600,000 bacteria of
many kinds typhoid and tubercu
losis predominating have been
found on a single fly. A fly that was
caught in a Chicago house was found
to be covered with typhoid bacillus.
Ton are criminally negligent if
you allow even a few flies in your
home. There may be cholera infan
tum germs on a single fly that will
bring suffering and death to your
Barriers to the Common Good.
Pained by sight of the city's poor
herded in squalid, foul-smelling, dis
ease-breeding, morality destroying i
tenements, J. G. Schmidlap, one of
Cincinnati's prominent bankers, is
planning the erection of model tene
ments, on which he will limit his
return to 5 per cent.
While Mr. Schmidlap's motives are
the best and his wealth vast, he can
hardly house more than an insignifi
cant fraction of Cincinnati's poor.
Even if he could carry out his philan-
i thropic enterprise on a city-wide
; scale, he would find that mere an
nouncement of his purpose would be
sufficient to send up the value of
land, so that what he figured he
could get for one price he would
have to pay a higher price to secure.
If he should proceed to pay the in
flated prices, build his houses and
rpnt them at a loss, there will be still
The owners of the old tenements,
rather than lose their tenants, will
effer to reduce rents. Even this will
only prove to be but a temporary
benefit. Reduced rents mak it pos
sible for laborers to take less wages.
Although laborers do not work for
less than they must they will be
compelled to work for less by the
unemployed who will take advantage
of the opportunity given them by
reduced rent to underbid those at
work. So Mr. Schmidlap's philan
thropy when carried out to an extent
he probably does not contemplate
will help no one.
The same defect inheres In all
schemes to help the poor by giving
them something which unjust condi
tions prevent them from getting for
themselves. No rich man can do
anything to help the poor, no matter
how good his Intentions may be, ex
cept to use the power his wealth
gives him to abolish the unjust laws
that enable some to legally appro
priate the earnings of others with
out adequate return.
CHAMP CLARK PRAISES
THE HOUSE MEMBERS
FOR THEIR WORK
(Continued from Pare On.)
to vote direct for United States sena
tors. The house promptly pasbed Buch
".We promised to pass a bill compell
ing the publication of campaign ex
penses before the elections. That has
"We promised to admit New Mexico
and Arizona. We have done our best
to bring that about. It is up to the
"We promised to cut down the dls-
bursements of the government. We
have already made a beginning by
abolishing more than 100 useless of
fices in and about the house of repre
sentatives thereby 6aving $152,000 an
nually. "This is only an earnest of what we
"We are living up to the Jefferson
tan doctrine of 'economy In the public
expense that labor may be lightly bur
dened.' No doubt we will be sneered
at by spendthrifts as cheese-parers, but
hard-headed, sensible folk will endorse
our action, because it deseires to be
DEMOCHATI DOIXG DCTT,
"We promised to repeal the tariff
on wood pulp, print paper, lumber,
timber and logs, and that those articles
would be placed on the free Hat. Bo
far as the democratic house 1b con
cerned that pledge has been fulfilled
in the reciprocity bill and the 'farmers'
free list' bill, which sleeps in the re
At Y. M. C. A.
Tonight the young men's bible class
will hold the weekly meeting, studying
the prophecy of Micah for this lesson.
Tomorrow the T. M. C. A. building
will be closed during the afternoon
and evening. It will be open as usual
Alfred Jordan, England's champion
checker player, will appear at the Y.
M. C A. next Saturday, both afternoon
and evening, and will meet all comers.
The games will be open to the public.
Louis Wilson gave the first of a ser
ies of Sunday afternoon readings for
the B. G. M. boys yesterday; topic,
"Independence Day." Next Sunday's
topic will be the story of how the chil
dren of Israel camped in the wilder-neea.
The Two United
Isaac Stephenson and Robert M. La Follette, United States senators from Wisconsin, are very much in the puU
lie eye these days. The election of the former may be investigated on the charge that it was improperly secured
The latter Is a candidate for the presidency and overlooks no opportunity to take a fling at President Taft
FEDERAL CONVICT TAKEN
Manditli, Who Leaped From Train at
Ottawa, 111., July 3. The search
for Milos Mandlch. the escaped fed
eral prisoner from Cleveland, Ohio,
ended Saturday iiipht with his cap
ture at Dayton, four miles from
here. . Mandich leaped from a Rock
Island train In this city June 20
while being taken to Fort Leaven
worth prison by Deputy United
States Marshal Fanning to serve a
12-year term. ITe had been hiding
in the timber along the Fox river
and had nothing to eat for the past
four days. He was detected while
attempting to Jump a freight train.
His crime was raising $10 bills to
$100. Marshall Fanning left for
Fort Leavenworth with Mandlch.
BONBONS LOSING FAVOR.
Confectioners Say Girl Demand Some
thing More Substantial.
The bonbon has passed out of favor,
according to statements made by lead-
lnR confectioners of the country. The
young women have become more prac
tical, so dealers say, and demand
something In the line of confectionery
which will take the place of a meal.
Pure food laws and their require
ments were the principal subjects be
fore the convention.
"Our greatest problem." said D. J.
O'Brien of Omaha, secretary of the
National Confectioners' association,
"is trying to keep abreast of the rul
ings of the federal pure food authori
ties. They demand that each separate
piece be weighed and labeled. They
prescribe how many pieces can be
rlaced in o carton and how much each
piece shall weigh. According to their
rulings at present, each piece of chew
icg gnm or chocolate must be so
wehed and so labeled."
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States Senators From Wisconsin;
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The Argus Daily Short Story
The Church Plate
Copyrighted, 1911, by
I was 6leepln' sound enough to miss
hearin' the last trump, even if Gabriel
had blown It right In me ear, when a
shake did the business and I sat up In
bed. At first 1 bad an idea the house
was comin down over me bead, for
at the moment a clap o' thunder like
big guns fired one after another seem
ed to be right in the room with me.
1 was waitin to be crushed, but the
roarin' died away, and 1 heard Pat Du
"Mike, git up! Te're wanted."
"By the dlvlir I asked, tryin' tr
collect me senses.
"No. by the dlvil's enemies. There's
them tbot's goln' to rob St- Patrick's
of the sliver plate."
Not yet bein' more than half awake
and not knowin' what else to do, I did
what any one would do at hearin of a
sacrilege I made the sign of the cross.
"Git up, I say; ye're to ride to head
off the robbers and save the plate."
By this time I'd got some of the
stiffness out of me and. git tin' out of
m enmj cm axnrcr ajtd oajxra.
bed. was puttln' on me britches, when
I was blinded by a flash, and with it
csme another roarin'. I clapped me
bands first to me eyes, then to me ears,
stoppin' puttln' on me clothes.
"Go on. ye spalpeen.1" shouted Pat
above the thunder. "Don't ye know
the dim Is sendln' It to delsy ye?
Tour horse is standln' ready without
and ye have a matter of eight miles to
ride to save the plate.
"How do ye know It's to be taken?
"Hot do I koowt Didn't one of 'em
weaken at comralttln' a sarrtJegj?
By Thomas Brownell.
Associated Literary Press.
And didn't be come to me not ten min
utes agone and tell me what bis pals
were goln' to do? lie's gone down
the road a bit to warn Father Conover,
hopin' be may find some way to git to
the church and take away the plate
before the comin' of the robbers. But
there's nothin in that, for Father
Conover has no way of glttln there.
Out we goes to the front of the house.
and there, sure enough, was me borse.
a boy tryin' to hold bins, the borse
rearln. frightened by the storm. And
I, by this time awake and ready for
the mad ride 1 was to take, leaped into
the saddle and. diggin' me heels into
his flanks, went off like a ball out of
a gun, a thunderclap comin' down
from heaven at the same moment.
"It's a signal of St. Patrick for yer
startln'," 1 heard Pat say, the last
word soundin' far behind me like an
The road lay windln' down to the
stream, white for a moment in the
llghtnln', then all as black as a mil
lion crows. But I, trustln' part to me
knowledge of the way and part tc me
horse's better seeln' In the dark, never
a bit drew rein, curved with tbe road
and, knowin' 1 was right by me horse's
hoofs soundin' on tbe stones. Then
suddenly tbe tramp was changed from
rock to wood," and by that and bollln'
of the stream beneath screecbin' like
lost spirits I knew 1 was on tbe bridge
Then came another flash, and I saw
a pictur of the white pike ahead of
me, with never a twist or a turn.
Tbe first mile we mad in pitch
dark. 1 not seeln' me horse's head be
fore me. But 1 trusted in St. Patrick,
who was guidin' me, and a trifle in
me horse. 1 knew by the way be
made here and there a turn or swerved
suddenly to pass something In the
way tbat be could see what was
ahead of him.
Then for awhile the storm slackened
and, seeln' a mLsty light in the heav
ens, 1 thought St. Patrick had called
it off, but a bolt was tbe signal for a
new openln', another army of clouds
came trampin' up from the east and
again I was under tbe heavenly battle
ground betune the good and the evlL
At that moment in tbe middle of two
thunderclaps 1 heard tbe sound of
horses hoots behind nearin me like a
tempest & wind.
It's the dlvlJ comin' to block me,"
I said, crossin' meselt with one band
while 1 lasbed me horse with the oth
er. But in spite of me whip and me
spurs and me prayers tbe fiend behind
me. seemln' to be pushed on by the
windstorm, kept gainln' on me. till at
last 1 could bear him runuln' me neck
and neck, for dlvll a bit of him 1 could
see for the blackness. Tbe dlvll bas
power over the lightnin', for. although
there was thunder, not a flash came
bright enough to show him to me
plain. Once one brighter than tbe
was doc like Satan at all. fi wore a j
aress like a woman, biack as the
nigbt. and a long cloak stood out be
hind him in tbe wind. and. worst of
all. he was (Slowly gainln' on me. I
bowled to the saint to give me borse
wind and strength, but it did no good,
and 1 was tbinkln' tbat be. knowin'
I was bound to be too late, bad gone
on to prevent the loss of tbe plate
himself. Anyway the dlvll kept gain
In' and gainln'. dra win' on before me
till at last 1 could bear the clatterln'
About tbat time, look In' up In he
sky. i saw a rift In tbe clouds and tbe
moon, with a tittle star beside It
mebbe for protection or companion
ship in the big heavens lookin' as
serene as a saint just out of purgatory.
But all about rolled tbe black clouds,
now and tben lightin up like big fire
flies, some of 'em sendln' low roars
like a sullen army that's been beaten
and raovln' away in tbe distance. And
somehow it set me to tbinkln' tbat
after all tbe forces of good bad beaten
the forces of evil.
It was at that time that I saw some
thing sbinin' In the moonlight Just
over tbe withers of me borse. Puttin'
me band down near wbere it was,
what did 1 feel but a little cross. 1
tried to take it away, but sometbin'
held it. Kunnin' me band up to tbe
horn of me saddle. 1 found bangin to
it a string of beads. 1 took it off, and
it was a rosary.
Then I changed me mind, not be
llevin' it was the dlvll that bad been
ridln' beside me. but St. Patrick him
self, wbo in passin' bad bung the
rosary to my saddle horn to tell me
tbat be was himself goln' to save bis
own and tbat 1 needn't trouble me
self about tbe matter.
After this 1 rested me horse a bit,
he blowln' like a porpoise. Then I
went on at an easier pace. By this
time half the west was quiet like and
glltterin' with stars, and the moon
Cgbt was soft on tbe wet hills and
trees. In tbe east the black clouds
were rollin' away and no sign left
of tbe storm except water runnin' be
side the road and the streams roarin'
and bollln' down under tbe bridges.
And what made me feel better than
I might at somebody for I wasn't
sure It was St- Patrick or the divil
glttln' ahead of me In the race was
the moonlight on the drops of water
bangin' on the trees and the fences like
tiny diamonds. 1 went on till, lookin'
ahead. I saw a high build In' all lit up.
It bein the middle of the night I won
dered what new miracle ?as on foot.
but when I came nearer I cried out:
-Bedad. it's the church!"
Tbinkln the robbers were there, 1
pushed ahead, wonderln' what tbe beg
gars would be doin' lightin' up their
sacrilege, but hopin' to scare 'em off
before they could git away with the
plate. I galloped up to tbe front door.
leapt from me borse and was goln' in
but for the door bein' locked. I ran
around to the door in the rear, where
the priests are used to goln' In, and
found It open. Runnin' in. I was ready
to cry, "Avast ye robbers!" when
stood still, speechless.
There was Father Conover at tbe
altar reciting the Litany.
1 went In, crossed meself. bendin' me
knee at tbe same time, and when the
father bad finished be saw me standln'
"If you've come for the plate," he
said, "you'll have to pass over me body
to get it,"
"Father!" I cried. "Don't ye know
me? I'm Mike Mulcabey!"
"And what are ye doin' here?"
"I come to save the plate."
"Ye're too late. I'm here ahead of
"And bow do ye think to save tbe
plate by lightin' up tbe church and
sayln the Litany?"
"I'm hopin' that if they come to
take it, seeln' me here at tbe altar,
they'll fall on their knees Instead of
committin' a sacrilege."
"How did ye git here?"
"One of them tbat weakened came
to me and told me what was brew in'
1 borrowed a borse and set off. pass
in' one ot the beggars on tbe road."
"Oh. father. It was me ye passed
At first I thought ye were Satan, then
I thought ye were St. Patrick."
"And what made ye think me St.
"Because I found this rosary bang
in' to me saddle born."
With tbat be put his band to bis
waist and said:
"I've lost me own rosary. When
1 passed ye 1 rubbed ye. Ale rosary
fell off and caught on your saddle
"And I tbinkln' that It belonged to
St. Patrick !"
By tbat time persons that had hap
pened to see tbe lights In the church
came runnin' in. every one askin'
what It meant. When they beard
tbat robbers were intendln' to tnk
tbe plate they all stayed till tbe d-ny
wan breakin", and never a robber was
seen at all at all.
I've never got over wonderln' how
it happened tbat 1 first tnlatook a
priest for the dlvll and afterward for
St. Patrick. But tbe most cur'us fact
of all is bow tbe father lost bis ro
sary and bow it happened to be caught
on me saddle horn.
July 3 in American
1775 Washington took command of
the colonials at Cambridge.
18C3 Decisive day at Gettysburg;
Pickett's charge repulsed.
1S98 Cervera's Spanish squadron de
stroyed by tbe American fleet aft
er escaping from Santiago harbor.
1910 Edwin FI. Terrell, ex-United
States minister to Belgium, died;
A Dreadful Wound
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JT is a good thing. to know how to
beat an epg or a retreat, but those
people proficient in beating bills are'
not highly regarded.
The foolishness of youth is foolish
only to those who are no longer young.
Ton can't help being cast down, but
don't stick there.
The' man who bustles out first Isn't
always the one who comes in quick
est. It Is all right to be sorry for others,
but don't be so sorry for them that
they get stuck up over lt
numbleness isn't necessarily asso
ciated with littleness.
No dollar goes far, but it gets out of
reach with amazing celerity.
The biggest mistake you ever make
is when you are sure you haven't made
There are people who take everything
easy or else let things alone entirely.
Ha sbavea himself, ha shines bis hoes.
Ha eats the simplest fare.
No time or money does ha lose.
And all he blows Is air;
His cash with tramps be does not Sba re,
No wild oats does he bow.
And yet what puzzles him is where
Does all the money g-o?
His wife Is careful as can ba
In dealing out the polf.
Upon her strict economy
She somewhat prides herself.
She looks at bargains in the store
With almost wistful eye.
But when she thinks the matter o'er
Moves on and does not buy.
Ha never loses halt a day
On any old account.
So when he comas to draw his pay
He gets the full amount.
But not a cent has he to spare.
Much less a dime to blow.
And so he often wonders where
Does all tba money go.
Men who are earnlnr lust tba aaaoe
Seem flush and always there
To take a hand In every same
And pay with ease their share.
It must ba subtle high finance
Enables them to spread
When he dare hardly take a chance
on more than dally bread.
"Yon didn't hear about that fall I
"Where did you fall from?"
"Just a steeple."
"Did It hurt you much?"
I "Broke every bone in my body."
"I should think it would have killed
"Then why are you walking around?"
"Just as an advertisement for patenl
medicines. You have no Idea bow
many kinds brought me to life."
Up to Data.
"Wbatl Marry again?"
"I thought you had had enough of
"Then why marry again?"
"Well, my divorce is quite out ol
style, and I feel that I Just hare ts
have a new one.".
Same Old Thing.
"Where is Mrs. Brown?"
"Oh, 1 see. What will she do there?"
"Make trouble, as usuaL"
"Tell me bow fc
Make good and
"She beat uii people 1 ever saw."
"Because she Just seems to enjoj
"That's because it keeps her famllj
all worked up."
Some people of Jack Johnson say
They'd like to trim that sport.
But otiould they meet him ba will get
A courteous retort.
They swear If they were on tba Job
He'd think he was a clown.
But when they come to lUa him up
They do not call blm down.
"What shall I do'"
"She Is Inflamed with curiosity .
"Put a poultice of cold facts on ber.'
"Every dog has bis day."
"I think that tbe dog catcher ougb
to be apprised of tbe date."
"What is your idea of happiness?"
"Having a Jumping toothache cured.
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