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The day book. (Chicago, Ill.) 1911-1917, June 19, 1916, LAST EDITION, Image 7

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With two more deaths over Sun
, day the toll of the fenderless auto
truck since March 1, when the fen
der ordinance was introduced into
the council by Aid. Kerner, reached
W a total of 25.
As a special order of business the
matter will come, before the alder
men tonight for passage,.
If the law is voted through by the
council the end of one of the strang
est .fights Chicago has seen will
Brought into the council three
years ago, passed, but not enforced,
killed by court rulings as too weakly
drawn and repassed and again killed,
the course of Aid. Kerner's attempt
to protect pedestrians has varied.
The law was actively fought by the
State street department stores, ex
press companies, Illinois Manufac
turers' ass'n and the Ass'n of Com
merce. It had the backing of almost every
civic club in the city, a majority of
the. council, the Harrison adminis
tration, labor unions and the Chicago
Teachers' Federation, which was out
to avenge the death of its secre
tary, Catherine Goggin, under the
wheels of a Marshall Field & Co. fen
derless truck.
The trust press slighted the law in
news columns ever since it was first
introduced because the State street
stores were against it
But another reason for their atti
tude toward the law is that hundreds
of people are killed or injured annu
ally by the unprotected newspaper
Sut was filed Saturday against the
American by Patrick Foley for inju-
ries received when he was hit by a
Hearst truck last fall.
The News was also sued Saturday.
Geo. Young is seeking through a suit
in the circuit court to get $1,000
from the Victor Lawson paper be
cause of an auto truck accident in.
which a News delivery machine fig
ured. o o
He Dodges Fate's Irony Say! This
Is a Pome.
Now Barney McQuillan has very
bad luck, as everyone sure must
agree; for his story in court of why
he didn't pay was a tale of a robbery
spree. For three different times,
when in Barney's best pants there
reposed some dough for his wife, a
bold burglar came while poor Bar
ney snored, that burglar stirred up
family strife.
"I suspect your veracity isn't true
blue," said the judge, at poor Bar
ney's tale. "And I strongly suspect
that to cure you of fibs I had better
send you off to jail. For it cannot
be true that you always are robbed
everytime that you gather some kale;
and yqurz-wife and your son say a
weakness of yours is a Marathon
after a pail."
Then up spoke a lady, a worker in
court, and she settled poor Barney's
fate. "They liked him so much in
the Bridewell," she said, "that I
heard Mister Whitman state 'he
hated to see McQuillen depart,' and
Barney was happy there, too; and
kindness dictates he go back there
awhile; they'll sure give him plenty
to do."
Poor Barney protested, but his pro
tests were vain, and away he was
led to the pen. But and this is the
part of the story that's good
Missus Barney just then started in.
"I don't like your old court, and
what good is me man when I can't
get no money from him? Sure, I'll
say what I loike and you'll lave me
alone, or you'll wish that you didn't
The court it did threaten, but the
lady won out, and triumphantly
marched through the hall, leaving
court bailiff s conquered, with Ireland,

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