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The day book. (Chicago, Ill.) 1911-1917, January 21, 1914, NOON EDITION, Image 17

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Observe that "industrial disturb-
nce" at the Guggenheim smelters in
the state of Washington!
Some time ago the American work
ers at these smelters struck for bet
ter wages. The Guggenheims im-
Pported Austrians and, backed by the
law, the police and other representa-
-f lives of legal force, defeated and
4-drove out the Americans.
Lately the Guggenheims cut wages
and the Austrians struck; whereup
on the Americans went back to work,
and it is now the Austrians whose
heads the guards are cracking.
Don't smile! There's nothing fun'
"nv. nothine: of the nature of retribu-
Jtive justice about it It is the de
basing of manhood and the lowering
jpof citizenship. It is using the awful
iiecessities of one set of men to
cheapen, another set of men, that the
-.rich can have still more that they
'don t need.
And society does not see that, ul
imately, it is the chief loser.
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j.j ,j bleasurh! f
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They had been . engaged three
years, but there seemed no indica
tions that the good ship Matrimony
was hovering In the offlng. She was
getting restless, but when she touch
ed the subject he dexterously turned
the conversation.
Recently he turned' it'off to physi
ology, a science of which he was a
"Yes," he saidairily, "it is strange,
but well autheticated fact, that the
whole of the human body changes
every seven years. You, my dear, are
Miss Jones now. In seven years you
will have changed completely. Not a
particle of your present self will be
left;, but, all the same, you will still
be Miss Jones.".
"Oh, shall I?" cried the angry dam
sel, tugging away at the third finger m
of her left hand. "I assure you I "
won't, if I have to marry a dustman!
Of all the cool impudence Here's
your ring, and I ,never, never want
to see you again!"
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An author was once much annoy
ed by a fellow .-juest at a country
house who loudly stated that all
artistic employment was a deplor
able waste of time. "Well," he said
one day to the author, "how have you
been passing your time this morn
ing Y i have Deen immensely busy,
replied the writer gravely; "I have
spent the time pooring over the
proof-sheets of my book of poems."
The Philistine inquired the result of
that. "Well, it was very important.
I took out a comma." "Indeed?" said
the inquirer. "Is that all you did?"
By no means ! On mature reflection
I put back the comma!" replied the
author sweetly.
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Music Teacher Willie, your-son, is
imnrovine dailv in his violin nlayine.
Mother (gratified) Is that so? We
didn't inow whether he was improv
ing or we were just getting more used
to it!

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