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Washington Post Correspondent
Tells of Gigantic Preparations
Being Made at Panama
Big Boss of Big Ditch Getting Ex*
ceedingly Sore on Newspaper
Culebra, Canal Zone—As In some
vast necropolis, we find perchance one
mourner to a thousand dead, so here
at Culebra, where mountains moun
tains must literally be torn down and
tossed into the sea, I find one puffing,
snorting, and industrious steam shov
el ao a thousand deserted acres.
The monotone of the engine bells is
softene 1 as It filters through the val
ley—m : e lige a requiem than a sig
nal of . :dustry. Now and then there
is a rumble as of a far away thun
der; i: s the blasting gang working
with a lozen drills and a dozen cans
of po. mr. Occasionally a train of
fiat « loaded with dirt streams
away . >und the mountain, seeming
to efte. . esce tvith the consciousness
of its 1 spasmodic energy. Then for
a moi. it it is quiet. I fifteen min
uttes i ..other dirt train may give
chase : its predecessor down the rick
ety th: k that leads to the dump.
For an aour X sat upon the brow of
Culebia till watching this fitful seen*.
Surely, this could not be the spot
where me American people are con
centrat ng their interest.
But it was. And so in beginning our
story, ! t us understand that compar
atively no work is being done on the
canal proper. I say comparatively,
for if we should gather together the
eighteen steam shovels that are work
ing here and there along the line,
bring in the 17,000 negroes that are
on Uncle Sam's pay roll, and ring all
the bells and blow all the whistles of
all the engines—If we should do this
within an area of one square mile,
the scene would be refreshingly ac
tive. But when you look down at the
"prism," as the engineers call the
Culebra cut, and see a steam shovel,
like a nervous fly, on the mountain 11
side, or glance down on the floor of
the vail-y and see a tiny puff of
smoke, as if a mosquito had rustled
its wings in the dust—you stand there
on the brow of the hill, as I did, and
slowly grasp the greatness of It all,
the appalling magnitude of the task
to which we have set ourselves, I
think you will realize with me that
the "dirt has not begun to fly."
I say this as a statement of fact—
not as a criticism. When I left the
states a month ago the people were
puzzled concerning the actual amount
of work being done on the canal. Some
thought that the dirt was flying so
fast that the entire isthmus was
clouded with dust. Others expressed
the belief that absolutely no progress
was being made. The official bureau
of information at Washington per
mitted the idea to get abroad that con
siderable digging was being done. But
if you stop to contemplate how much
there is to do, and how much room
there is for more steam shovels and
more trains and more tracks, you will
come to the conclusion that the pres
ent condition is activity only in min-
ature. M ore steam shovels are com
ing—at least some sixty odd have
been ordered—more laborers are being
landed every week—more engines will
soon be clanging their bells and puff
nig their way to and fro. It may take
another year for this better condition
to materialize, but until it does, the
American people might as well dis
abuse their minds of any idea that the
The Cough Habit
is more dangerous to your life than the drink, cocaine
or morphine habits, for it soon ends In Consumption,
Pneumonia and Death. Save yourself from these
awful results of Coughs and Colds, by taking
"Sitting by My Wife's Bed"
writes F. G. Huntley, of Oaklanden, Ind., "I read about
Dr. King's New Dfscovery. She had got a frightful
chronic cough, which three doctors failed to relieve.
After taking two bottles she wa» perfectly cured, and
today she is well and strong."
Price, 50c and $1.00
One Dose Gives Relief
"dirt is flying" in the vicinity of the
Panama canal.
But let us turn around, with our
backs to the steam shovels. The city
of Culebra is rising before us. Like
the grass in the spring time, we can
almost see it grow. It's hammer and
bang and saw and chop, as the army
of carpenters is busying itself with the
construction of buildings. I counted
thirty-four houses in various stages of
completion. Some already had been
turned over to the painters, and their
red roofs and gray walls appeared in
pleasing contrast to the yellow of new
lumber, the green of the trees and the
grass, and the blue of the distant
mountains. The carpenters told me
that when these thirty-four buildings
are completed, more will be begun, and
the music of the hammers and saws
will not cease until a city of ample
proportions shall have been construct
The site of the city is on the hillside
and the houses cling like mountain
goats on the steep incline. Roads have
been built of crushed stone, perfect
natural drainage has been installed, a
reservoir has been constructed for
drinking water upon the crest of a
still higher hill, a mammoth hotel is
catering to the appetites of 300 white
employes—in fact nothing is being left
undone that will add to the complete
ness of a modern village, and I am
told that it is to Culebra that the ad
ministrative headquarters of the can
al zone are to be transferred.
Look once more at the intermittant
activity of the steam shovels, and
then contemplate the energy that is
being exercised by the carpenters, the
painters, et al. Yes, we are a nation
of builders and not diggers.
As I walked up the hill through the
town there was a lull in the din of the
hammers and saws, and this is what I
"Thee times one is three; three times
two is six; three times three is nine
It was not one voice, but a chorus,
and I looked in the window. There
sat a dozen little tots, sons and dau
ghters of the officials, whose families
were in Culebra. Presiding over them
was as pleasant and congenial a
schoolmarm as it has ever been my
good fortune to encounter. She list
ened to their recital, patiently correct
ed their errors, and then she rang th«
recess bell. Out came the youngsters,
singing and laughing, to romp for a
few moments on the hillside. Some
played "I spy," two little girls tossed
a bean bag, and the remainder chased
each other all over the place. What a
delightfully refreshing scene to watch
these joyous American children, so
care-free, in the midst of this far
away land that is writhing beneath
the lashes of its critics. Such moments
as these restore confidence in human
On the very crest of the hill over
looking the country for miles around
I found a beautiful residence, where
MMMMIIII thkve fordt vlP S baowc
Mr. Stephens, the chief engineer of
the canal. Is permanently established.
There is no pretties or more healthful
site in the entire zone than this. The
breezes that blow around the wire
screened porch are cool and invigorat
ing. The vista is inspiring. A mile or
two away, nestling on the crown of an
other hill, is the town of Empire, its
white walls glistening in sunlight like
diamonds set in green. Mr. Stevens
has his office here, and the watchman
told me that every night burns the
midnight oil, poring over plans and di
agrams and wrestling with the intri
cate problems that are of necessity in
volved in such a gigantic enterprise.
Mr. Stevens is a worker. His friend*
claim that he works too hard. The
worst that his enemies say is that he
does not know how to handle men.
He has been educated in the school of
corporation power. He has absorbed
the spirit of monarchical dictation
and arbitrary rule that we have seen
displayed by some of the great combi
nations of capital. His life has been
spent under the influence of railroad
administration, and he fails to recog
nize the rights of individuals. He for
gets that he is now a government of
ficial—a servant of the public, spend
ing public money and using public
time. He does not feel that-the people
are entitled to any particular courtesy
or consideration. He says he is there
to dig the canal, and not to be pester
ed with public criticism.
I presented my card to Mr. Stevens.
He glanced at it, then at me. He did
not proffer his hand, he did not warm
up, een to a smile. In a cold, deliber
ate manner he said:
"Yes, you are about the sixteenth
newspaper man that has been here to
help me dig the canal."
What a cordial greeting, that. I
started to tell him that I had trou
bles enough of my own without essay
ing any canal work, but he said some
thing about it being his busy day. So
I departed for the more congenial at
mosphere of the working people. And
yet of one critic Mr. Stephens said:
"Why did he not come to me for in
formation? I could have corrected
But let us leive Mr. Stevens and go
into the administration building, which
has just been opened for the transac
tion of business pertaining directly to
the canal digging. Here we find a typ
ical government office. The clerks—a
hundred or more—come and go the
same as in Washington or in any oth
er place. There is an occasional clat
ter of typewriters and a persistent
murmer of voices. There is an atmo
sphere of governmental industry, if
you know what that means. One in
dustrious firm of American manufac
turers have plastered the canal zone
with an advertising placard that says:
"Buy the Blank Blank Typewriter. It
is being used by the canal commission
in preference to the steam shovel."
Far be it from me to commit myself
as to ■whether or not this is a base
My guide at Culebra was Lieut. Fol
ey, an old Washington boy, who is
now in charge of the nineteen police
men that patrol the streets and samps
in this thriving town. There are about
1,500 laborers and 700 white employes
here, all of whom constitute a consid
erable community. Law breaking is
rare and the offenses are insignifleent
as a rule. Of course, the negroes are
only human, and once in a long while
serious trouble occurs. The law
breakers soon become stone breakers,
however, and in the jail yard they
spend many days swinging a sledge
hammer on inoffensive boulders. They
are well supervised here, too, and
there is no time for trips to dreamland
and the leisure of smoking of cigar
ettes. It's a case of "drill, ye terriers,
drill, and it's work all day with no
sugar in your tay, and it's drill, ye
terriers, drill." The negroes seldom
return, as they do not really enjoy the
environs of the jail yard.
This would seem to imply that the
Jamaican negro has some degree of in
telligence. He has. Don't make a
mistake there. For instance, on the
way up the road I saw a negro lad
dozing under a tall eocoanut tree. Af
ter bothering him with a few ques
tions I offered him a quarter if he
would climb the tree and let me take
his photograph. The agility with
which he moved up that slim and
slipry trunk would have made the
most expert monkey envious. I got
the picture and the lad slid down
again, bringing with him a eocoanut,
which he tendered to me as a gratui
ty. With his matchete he broke it
open and then laid it on the grass be
fore me. I went to pay him, but found
that I had nothing smaller than a
half dollar. He said he could get it
changed at a near-by house, and with
the coin in his hand he disappeared
through the door of a shack about a
hundred yards away. In a moment he
returned, bringing with him a very
foolish smile. With a painfully apolo
getic look, he said:
"The lady in the house, sir; she keep
the change for the eocoanut."
How is that for high finance? I can
buy coeoanuts in Washington or New
York for 10 cents. Yes, yes; the Ja
maican negro is human, after all.
As we leave Culebra, let us take a
glance at the machine shop and the
roundhouse, where the engines used
to haul the work trains are kept in
good condition. Here we find the fore
man as black as the broverbial night*
and naturally so, for he is a full blood
Jamaican. At night the engines come
rolling into their respective berths,
each with some variety of ailment.
The engineer of the disabled sted
calls for the foreman. He comes; the
case is diagnosed, the trouble ascer
tained, and with the deft fingers of
genius the foreman repairs the dam
Yet this fellow came to the isthmus
two years ago as a common laborer
and was paid at the munificent rate
of 80 cents per day. I understand his
salary is now $1,800 a year. And he is
one of the men who really earns his
pay. There is no better place to study
the adaptability of the Jamaican ne
gro than Culebra. Most of the engin
eers are negroes and so are the fire
men. They are all ambitious, work
well, and from all I was aide to 1 arn,
were giving perfect satisfaction. There
are many phases of the labor question
on the canal zone, and many excep
tions to any rule one may care to
adopt.—Woodworth Clum in Washing
ton Post.
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Rhode Island Pokes Her Nose in
Sand Bank and is Still There
Norfolk, Va., May 5.—The battleship
Rhode Island stranded off York Spit,
in Chesapeak bay, today. The vessel
passed in the capes early this morning
from the Boston navy yard and was
enroute to Yorktown, Va. The big
ship was just passing the mouth of
the York river when she struck nose
first on the sand bar, and from last
reports received here she is hard
The ship notified the wireless sta
tion here of her position and asked for
aid. The tugs Uncas, Hercules and
Mohawk were rushed to her assist
ance, and have been standing by the
ship Blnce early this afternoon. The
Uncas has just arrived from the
southern drill grounds. She is attach
ed to the Atlantic fleet and is consid
ered the most powerful tow-boat la
the service of the government. The
Hercules and Mowhawk are attached
to this yard, and are also powerful
boats. The efforts of the tugs to float
the big ship have, so far, according to
the last report received here, been un
availing. Officials think that with the
aid of the tugs the ship will be floated
at high tide.
No one is able to place the responsi
bility for the stranding of the battle
ship. There was no fog on the bay
this morning, and officials are unable
to account for the accident. She at
tempted to entt r the York river bay
before daybreak and was out of the
channer. In the event of the success
ful floating of the ship she will be
brought here to determine the amount
of damage sustained.
The Rhode Island was placed in
commission April 17 last.
Washingtonians might join the rest
of the country in guessing what the
president will do after he leaves the
white house if they were not so busy
wondering what he will do next while
he is in it.—Washington Post.
Get Into the Senatorial Contest Al
though He Does'nt Sav So
Helena, May 5.—With the remark:
"Oh, I have had all I want of that,"
Mayor John MacGinness of Butte, coy
ly changed the conversation when
asked if he would be a candidate to
succeed United States Senator W. A.
Clark, who has announced that lie will
not lie a candidate for re-election. Mr.
MacGinness was in Helena on business
yesterday and today. It will be re
membered that he was twice a candi
date for the position, during the last
two senatorial campaigns. Further
than tlie above statement, Mr. Mac
Ginness declined to commit himself
either as to his own candidacy or as
to liis choice in case he did not become
a candidate.
Two thousand and one hundred and
fifty (2,150) ewes, 300 lambs, 150 two
year-old wethers. Can be purchased In
two separate lots. Call on or address
Judith Basin Commission Co., Bank of
Fergus County building, Lewlstown,
Montana. 3-13 tf
A soldier in a San Francisco bakery
reduced the price of bread at the point
of a bayonet from 75 cents to 10 cents
a loaf—and there isn't going to be any
court review.—Philadelphia North
George S. Wells and E. Ellsworth,
two experienced contractors and build
ers, have formed, a partnership and ar*
now ready to furnish plans and specifi
cations for house building. They ars
experienced men at the business. Call
on or write to them at Lewlstown,
Montana. 2-27-tf,
That Russian official who caught a
bomb thrown at him wauld make val
uable man for the czar to have behind
the bat.—Baltimore Sun.
Should you want to buy or sell any
ranch or city property, call on the Ju
dith Basin Commission company. Ov
er the Bank of Fergus County.
He was a strange young Irishman
who wandered into the room in the
court house used temporarily by the
recruiting officer. The delighted offi
cer looked him over with the eye of a
"Strip," he commanded.
The Irishman looked bewildered, but
began slowly to disrobe.
"Step on the scales."
The candidate's weight and height
were carefully entered in a book. Chest
measurement, length of arm, forearm,
leg, condition of muscels were care
fully noted. His jaw was pried open
and his teeth submitted to critical ex
"Trot around the room," commanded
the officer.
The Irishman obeyed and pulled up
puffing before the desk.
"Now jump over these," was the
next command, pointing to some hur
dles at one side of the room.
The Irishman rebelled. "Howl. y (
Saint Patrick, what nixt!" he exclaim
ed. "If I'd a' knowed it was as bad as
this, Bridget Malone would never 'ave
Hint me for the license at al), at all."
It is said that Miixim Gorki is only
a nom de plume. Whatever his fami
ly name may be, his name just now is
"Dennis."—Philadelphia Press.
Valdosta, Ga., April 26.—While Rev.
J. R. Rawlings was whistling a Meth
odist hymn, he and his boys, Milton
and Jesse, received news of the de
cision of the United States supreme
court which dooms them to the gal
lows for the murder of the two Carter
children with whose father the elder
Rawlings had a feud.
"It is no more than I expected," said
the elder Rawlings as he stopped
whistling "How Firm a Foundation."
He added: "It does not worry me at
all. I am tired of the whole business
and I meant what I said when I
wrote to Governor Terrell not to In
terfere and to let us be hanged."
Then Rawlings began to curse the
newspapers, saying with few excep
tions they had maligned him at every
opportunity and that their influence
had resulted In sentencing to death
his Innocet boys. He said he expected
to meet more ewspaper editors and
reporters in hell than members of any
other profession.
Dr. Foley, physician and surgeon.
Office on Main street.
and the Lewistown
Bakery are now com
bined in the bakery
Our Teas and Coffees
are«old on Merit
Nothing But the Best in
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Watches, Clocks, Jewelery,
Diamonds, Sapphires, Cut Glass.
Many other things too numerous to
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