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Devoted to the interests of .
A Fearless, Aggressive, Progressive Advocate of
All Reforms. ,;
W. 0. CIIAMPE and ANN A CIIAMPE Editors.
J 1L Alhahdh, ) AocI.e Editors. ,
W. II. Ahbrosc, J
N. R. P. A.
K. R. P. A.
WE notice by Thursday's Topeka State Jour
nal that there is talk of selecting ex-Governor ,
Lewelling as superintendent of the Hutchinson
reformatory by the new board of directors. He
had a good deal of experience in reformatory
work, having been superintendent of the Iowa
reformatory for girls for several years. The
Journal says: "With all the Populists ready
to vote for Judge David Martin for chief just
ice this fall, and the Republican state adminis
tration providing a place for the head of the
late Populist administration, it looks as though
the political millenimn is soon to come to Kan
sas politics. As a question of party policy,
there are some good points about the proposi
tion1 to appoint Lewelling. It would, in a
measure, disarm the Populists, convince the
people that the Republicans are above politics
In managing the state institutions, and would
be likely to bring many Populists back into the
Republican fold." As a humorist, the editor
of the State Journal stands at the head of the .
class. The above is one of the funniest things
we have read in many a day. While there may
be a half-dozen or so of Populists who would
be willing to vote for Judge Martin on personal
grounds or ' from . selfish i motives, the great
mass of voters are tired of having judicial and
other official positions filled with corporation
attorneys, and they , will not support Judge
Martin. The idea that the appointment of
Lewelling to the position above mentioned would
'disarm the Populists" and "bring them back
into the. Republican fold" is nproarously funny.
The people will not soon forget the Rogers in
vestigation 'and others of the kind, which cost
so many thousands of dollars, and were brought
about for purely partisan purposes simply to
get Populists out and make room for Republic
ans. ,It is well understood by the Republicans,
too, and that is the reason they are now hedg
ing they are scared nearly to death. Popu
lists are not asking for Lewelling's appointment
as superintendent of the reformatory, or to any
other position, and, they won't bite at any such
bait. . You can't fool all of the people all of
the time. Don't forget that.
Henry Vincent, the editor of Coxey's pa
per, Sound Money, in a recent issue of that '
journal, opposes a union of forces along the line
laid down by the recent conference of reformers
held at Staten Island. In his article, Brother
Vincent is especially severe toward the Prohibi
tionists, charging them with "hunting a soft
place to alight'jnsinuating that they are insin
cere, etc, We always admired Vincent's fight
ing qualities, but have frequently had occasion
to , condemn his , judgment. The conference
at Staten Island was composed of representa
tives of the various reform elements, who are
earnestly and . honestly desirous of a union of
forces, .without which we. cannot hope for per-,
manent success. ; Such Prohibitionists as John
P. St.; John, M. V. B. Bennett and others we
could name are not hunting for a "soft place to
alight,',' but are working, heart and soul, for
humanity. Our advice to Messrs. Vincent and
Coxey. js . to "fire" the brewery "ads" from
their paper, and be in shape to make a manly,
independent fight for reform all along the line.
One of the grandest speeches it has ever
" been our good fortune to read was the speech
delivered before the Nebraska Prohibiton state
convention by that wide-awake, broad-gauged,
fearless," all-around reformer, R. S. Thompson,,
editor of the Springfield, Ohio, New Era. We
wish we could publish it, but its length makes'
that impossible. .It will not do to print extracts
from it, either, for it is all so good that to cut
it up into small bites would spoil the feast. We
would advise every one of our readers to send
a nickel or dime to the New Era for copies of
that paper of July 19th, and read the speech
and hand it around among your, neighbors.. 1
will do a world of good? . , ...
Next week, we shall publish an article from
the pen of Mrs, Mary E. Lease, entitled, "The
Situation from a Populist Standpoint,", which
appeared in the July number of the Commer
cial Travelers' Home Magazine.
The Facts, a paper published at Elmira,
N. Y., published a report of the recent Reform
conference at Staten Island, and in that report
appears the following relative to Hon. John P.
St. John, of Kansas:
Saturday evening's exercise was certainly
interesting. " The subject was "Free Coinage of
. Siluer," in the discussion of which Everett P.
, Wheeler, of New York', was pitted against Hon.
John P. St. John, ex-gbvernor of Kansas. St.
John is one of the few speakers who can make
Aaron's rod blossom. Even the dry and low
plane matter of dollars and cents assumed a
kaleidescopic beauty under his magic touch,
and, whether through sympathy with his side
of the question, vor by reason of the hypnotic
spell which the speaker, both personally and
historically, always weaves around his audi
ence, the people fairly went wild under his elo
quence, punctuating his almost every sentence
with hand-clapping and cheers. Everett P.
Wheeler is an able speaker and a close student
of finance, as is also the great Nestor of the
Voice, E. J. Wheeler, Thaddeus B. Wakeman
and others who participated, but, whatever any
may have thought of the problem, everybody
must have been convinced that there was silver
and gold of speech from the grand old Kansan,
which completely captured and ran away with
the meeting.'
We are in receipt of the following communi
cation, which' will doubtless interest many of
our readers: .
Goldenrod, Wharton Co., Tex., July 21.
Dear Sir: . I would ask your assistance in
forming a colony. I will donate 320 as a starter,
and deed 40 acres to the first man who will open
a general store. Our crops are fire and corn is
immense. Soil' is black, sandy loam, and costs
from $3.00 per acre up.
Truly yours, E. W. King.
There will be a day when history will look
black and marvel at the great patience and
heroic self-restraint and heroism that is exercis
ed by the vast majority of laboring men. We
talk of Thermoplae, but it is easy to die in he
roic times. That's nothing. But when last
summer, at the village of Pullman, hundreds
of men saw their wives and children hungry
day after day, and yet stood out for a principle,
I say the day will come when they will be re
garded as heroes. In Chicago nobody ever
thought of the church, and that ought to'be
said to our everlasting shame. The church
ought to have been on the side of the oppress
ed, and against the oppressor. The interest of
one man in the world is the interest of all.
We, have come to the greatest crisis in human
history. Rev. Dr. Herron, of Iowa College.
We are sorry to learn that J. A. Wayland
has "retired" from the Coming Nation, which
paper has built up a phenomenal circulation
under Mr. Wayland's management. The paper
will probably continue, but it will be like the
old New York Tribune with Horace Greeley
left out. Mr. Wayland says he has "dropped"
f 20,000 in the paper and the Ruskin colony.
We hope, however, that the colony will not be
crippled by the change, but will continue to
grow and demonstrate to the world its prac
ticability. Coxey'S paper (Sound Money) of last week
contained one of the cutest cartoons we have
seen for some time. It is the handiwork and
brain, work of Watson Heston, and represents
Cleveland, Carlisle and Rothschild as tumble
bugs. Cleveland and Carlisle have a huge ball
composed of bonds, which they are rolling
toward a hole (labeled "Lombard Street") dug
by Rothschild, which hole Rothschild guards
with jealous care. It's a "fetching" picture.
The Harvey-Horr debate has reached its
finale, and poor old Horr came out of the "scrap"
as limp as a dishrag. The debate will soon
appear in book form.
With High Lw Brneter Each (
Vm, What Next?
Joseph G. Waters, who has been studying
the political weather map of Kansas, to-day
makes the following forecast:
"The meteorological phase of the weather is
larming Advices from Leaveti.wQ.rth indicate
an extremely ' high bar-ometer, with relative
humidity, 103 per cent, of saturation, and this
with an exceedingly low barometer at Wichita, .
with no humidity whatever, indicates that
somewhere at or between these points is the re
gion of the coming storm center." Topeka
State Journal, July 23. -
I stood above the grave, dug dank and deep,
Where my dead hopes lay, in its robes of white;
And, ere I put the dust in, all night
I sat beside it, in the dark to weep.
And oh! the night was wild, and I was lone,
The wind was inad, and full of cries and pain,
The present calling mournful to the past
The dead past mournful answ'rinp it again.
"Wilt thou so answer me, my hope?" I said.
"All I shall ask thee, 'tis a little thing."
Alas! the rain is splashing heavily.
The great drops strike me fiercely with a sting.
(It is the rain of memory; the drops
Are the remembrances of tender things:
The touch of hands, the clinging farewell kiss
Among the hair; canst wonder the stroke stings?)
"And oh, my fair white hope, my hope," I said,
"Why didst thou dwell within my heart so long,
And seem as thou wouldst stay with me, until
Fulfillment made of thee a golden song?
"Through thee I sawthe years roll,likeaatream,
When shines the blue of heaven upon its breast,
The sunlight making argentine each wave,
Where, white, the water-lilies lay at rest.
"I saw the sacred glow of the home's hearth,
And children with glad eyes and floating hair.
I saw the sheen of gold through young, green
I heard love's laughter in the quiet air.
"Oh, hadst thou been unworthy, my white hope!
Nay, thou wert true; a yearning of the heart
For that which it would have repaid three-fold,
And now, thou art there, dead, and I apart!
"Thou wert so young and fair," I said, "and
I think I never had a hope like thee.
Thy face so full of promise and delight,
Thy hands so rosy, stretching out to me.
"How oft I bent to kiss thy golden hair,
And feel its brightness come about my face;
And now the dust must cover it, and I
Shall look and find but darkness in its place!
"Oh, hope! And thou art dead!" I said! "Oh,
hope, .
How oft I've hushed, and rocked thee to my
It is an old, old song, that song of hope,
With which I sang thee, and my heart, to rest.
"Good night! good-bye! I will keep watch no
From this last night thou nevermore art worn.
Such strength is this deep grave, this dust may
I'll bear, where yesterday my hope was born."
I rose and put the dust down on its face
The fair young face, so piteous because dead!
The wan wet dawn broke weeping in the east.
"Thou art the last, the last, the last," I said.
The voices had ceased crying in the wind;
The past was buried deep; I knelt and pressed
The wet brown sod, with not a blade of green,
Close down upon my white hope's dead breast.
Edith Johnstone.
A petition asking that the wearing of bloom
ers, or knickerbockers, "or any attire unbecom
ing the fair sex," be made unlawful, has been
sent to the city authorities of San Francisco by
the Young Men's Christian Association. The
petitioners believe that such apparel is "a per
petual menace to the morals of the city."
What a pity it is that the morals of the young
men of San Francisco are at such a low ebb
that a woman's bicycle costume should wreck
Now, friends, I beg of you to compare the
average woman's bicycle suit with that of the
average man's, and see which is the most cal
culated to endanger the morals of the people;
But, then, it isn't supposed that women are so
weak in morals that the sight of a man dressed
in "bloomers" would forever ruin her.
;,I will venture to say that these, same young
men attend receptions, etc., where women are
who have no dress to speak of on the upper
portion of their, bodies, and yards and yards of
it dragging on the floor, and never dream "of
endangering their morals.
What a pity it is that God, in creating woman,
didn't stop and think of the morals of some of
the young men of the present day, and create
her so that the sight of her form would not
ruin them completely. . If these good young
men will turn their attention to the saloons,
gambling-dens and brothels of San Francisco,
and petition them, at the ballot-box, to leave
their fair city, I venture to say their morals will
gain in strength so rapidly that, pretty soon,
they will be able to look at a woman in knick
erbockers without the least strain.
To Hie Editor of Hi Mew York World:
While so much is being said about the case
of Maria Barberi, permit me to add a few words.
This poor girl was betrayed and then treach
erously abandoned. When she pleaded with
the author of her ruin to make her his wife, he
met her piteous appeal with insult, derision
and scorn. She, thus goaded to a degree of
desperation beyond her control, killed him. She
was arrested by a male officer, locked in prison
by a male jailer, watched by a male guard;
prosecuted by a male lawyer, convicted by a male
jury, sentenced to death by a male judge, under
a law passed by a male legislature, approved by
a mael governor, and all elected by male voters.
She is to be electrocuted by a male warden of
the state prison, her body dissected by a male
surgeon, and finally a male undertaker will, on
the way to the Potter's Field,
Rattle her bones over the stones.
She's only a pauper, whom nobody owns.
All the part that this poor, friendless, penni
less and almost defenseless girl will play in this
sad tragedy this judicial murder will be to
pay the penalty of the law with her life. She
had no voice in legislative halls or at the ballot
box in shaping the laws under which she was
sentenced to die a felon's death.
And yet we call this "a government of the
people, by the people, for the people." In
fact, we go so far sometimes as to call it a
"Christian government."
It is neither.
Had she been the educated daughter of a
millionaire instead of a poor, friendless, untu
tored working girl, does anybody suppose she
would have been sentenced to die?
What has become of our boasted chivalry?
This case ought to bring the blush of shame to
the cheek of every man and arouse to action
every true woman in this nation.
Let a million petitions, if need be, go to the
governor at once, not for a commutation of
sentence, but for an unconditional pardon for
Maria Barberi. John P. St. John,
ex-Governor of Kansas.
No. 20 West Twelfth street, New York City.
How like John P. St. John! always the
champion of the weak, the poor and the op-
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such men.
Susan B. Anthony had an attack of heart-.
failure after delivering an address at Lakeside )
Assembly, Sandusky, O., one day last week.
Coming Nation : C
Taking up subscriptions for deserving and )
needing working men and women in the cities
or elsewhere is not the way to treat the deadly
malady of poverty. Remove the infamous ;
laws and customs that rob them. No man .
will be poor if he is not robbed. But keep on
robbing them by landlordism, trusts, inonopo-
lies and combines and throw a few soup bones
to those who whine. It will bring results. V
But I want to warn the rich exploiters that the
results will be too powerful for their hirelings
to stem. Hungry Democrats and Kepubucans
will give you a taste of the French revolution
inside of two years.
The railroads charge the same for hauling
cheap wheat as when it sells for 11.25 a bushel.
Fanning the green fanners who vote the old
tickets and believe in private monopoly rail
roads pays. The cheaper the wheat the better
the railroad profits. Say old hayseed, see any
thing green in the railroad kinns ?
The railways of the United States are capi
talized (stocks, bonds and other indebtedness)
at 160,340 per mile. The people can print
money and duplicate them at 12,000 per mile
and have no stocks, bonds or indebtedness, nor
fine-haired officials on princely salaries. The
reason they do not do this because all the ideas
they have have been injected into their crude
brains by the hireling rress syringe. And the
band plays Annie Laune while the robbers con
tinue to skin the fools.
The people do not rule and never will until
they .have a vote, yes or no, on each law that takes
their property or controls their actions. A law
too trivial to be a law. Direct legislation is the
only method. To elect men to make laws who
are immediately under the influence of the paid
lobby of the rich is a farce and a cheat. Then -your
ote will be worth something. Now
your vote is used to rob you.
Laboring men stay out of politics. Don't
study questions of finance. That's all for the
bankers and monopolists men who study pol-'
itics do no useful labor and live in fine houses.
You mud-sills are not fitted by nature for such
conditions. Remain ignorant and poor. The
rich will take care of the country.

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