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1 • THE GREAT WEST
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SI.OO A YEAR IN ADVANCE.
That Dakota Banker, who had the
discussion with us at Wheaton, is in
vited to examine the pages of “The
Financier,” of New York, to find that
call loans have gone from 3 per cent
to 45 per cent (per month) and back
to 5 per cent, within the past nine
months.
There has been an attempt made in
the northwest to get elevators to
combine and refuse to store wheat
for farmers. We have looked the
matter up to some extent, and can
find only individual instances. How
ever that may be, every farmer
should have his granary and be in
dependent of elevator storage. Of
course the wheat checks are useful to
draw money on, but grain is mort
gageable as well in the granary as in
the elevator to a certain extent.
When editors of newspapers deliber
ately lie against their antagonists—
as does Itiplinger, of Hastings, there
is no manhood left in them. The ob
ject of lying is to produce an impres
sion among those who do not see
the paper lied about. In speaking of
our proposed campaign fund he
falsifies every particular—every one
of them—and finally ends up with the
following—which will cause a smile
on any one’s face familiar with this
journal:
“He advises a bolt from the ticket
nominated. This shows just how
much he thinks of the true interest of
the farmers.”
You poor scurvy puppy—go and
put insect powder over yourself.
A correspondent objects to Mr.
Owens on the ground that he is not
a member of any alliance or labor
organization—and was “opposed to
independent political action.” We
think our correspondent is mistaken
in this matter. We do not know
that Mr. Owen was ever a member of
an organization, but as he is a
straight man all his life we do not
believe that he was opposed to inde
pendent political action. We have
not read his journal closely, but we
think that it will be found, on ex
amination, that the “Farm Stock
and Home” took sides with the op
pressed in this matter.
In the business world you will find
but few men who neglect to insure
their family from want and degrada
tion by insuring themselves. The
Masons, the Odd Fellows, the A. O.
U. Ws., the Knights of Honor—the
various orders of craftsmen—all
unite in classes of a thousand and
put up a small amount each to pro
vide a fund for the wife and little
ones in case of death. Now the farm
ers have united and formed the “Na
tional Alliance Aid Association.”
The Great West is caring for its
business in Minnesota. How w T e wish
that every farmer in the state were
members! What a mighty army
gathered for the protection of their
suffering! Such a battalion might
well be called “God’s Army!” And
in that region there would be no
children in the poor-house—nor
widow’s crushed under the cruel
mortgage!
The Grant County Farmer repub
lishes the letter of,Blaine to Fry in
which the former catches hold of an
old prohibitive tariff on flour in
Cuba to make it appear that we
should put a tariff on sugar for re
venge! We see Bob Dunn drinks at
the same fountain too—though of
course he does it as a joke..
It would seem as though even a re-
publican editor could see through
that silly web of nonsense. Is it in
deed true that party love obscures
the brain of the victim ?
The case is like this: Spain, (in
Cuba) cuts our fingers off, to the in-
jury of our people. Out of pure
revenge for this injury the sugar
protectionist jumps up and com
pletes the job by cutting our feet off
too. Blaine’s argument is, that if
they tax our flour, we’ll tax their
sugar! What a consummately as
sinine prohibition that is! What
harm does it do to the Spaniard to
tax their sugar in our market! Why,
being injured by the Cuban flour tax,
which elevates the price of flour in
Cuba —Blaine proposes to elevate
the price of Cuban sugar on our
American consumer 1 There is states
manship for you! If the American
can’t ship flour to Cuba, just revenge
ourselves on ourselves by making
ourselves pay to ourselves more on
ourselves’ sugar. Then look at the
Cuban sugar planter laughing at our
Blaine, with hii thumb' on has' nose!
The Great West I
AN ALLIANCE JOURNAL DEVOTED TO THE COMMERCIAL INTERESTS OF THE FARMERS.
The St. Paul Daily Globe has dis
covered that the Great West has
bolted the Independent Ticket. That
is too bad for the Globe—we suppose
that the Globe has not bolted yet.
Well, Mr. Globobulous, when we
globe-olt the ticket you will be prop
erly informed.
As for Mr. Donnelly, any interview
with him which puts bolt into his
mouth is a falsehood. The last in
terview of that trustworthy nature
had him in the lobby of the Mer
chants Hotel—when he was bodily
delivering an Alliance address at
Castle Rock at the very moment.
We demand the publication of
every item of the Secretary’s Finan
cial matters. And to enforce it we
declare positive knowledge of a ne
cessity.
Readers, the Great West is with
the laborer yesterday, today and to
morrow. We shall not desert one
inch of our principles. Can you fear
us, after the work already done?
This is the tariff reform of Hall,
Lind, Dunnell,Comstock and Snider:
$20,000,000 saved on tobacco and
sugar (and a bounty paid on sugar)
and 237,000,000 lost on necessaries
of domestic life.
The Daily News, of St. Paul, states
that it is not owned by Albert Schef
fer. Well, who didn’t know that ? The
gentleman who owns the Daily News
and wishes he did not, does not re
side in St. Paul. Albert is only con
sultee.
Where is, and who are, the Cam
paign Committee? Why this dark
ness? It is paralyzing all effort.
We can’t tell you who to send funds
or subscriptions to until there is a
Campaign Committee. No, neither
would we, trust the Executive Com
mittee ! It has betrayed the treasury
twice too often!
A lot of drunken political harpies
in the State of Minnesota, like the
Daily Globe, of St. Paul, are still
trying to smudge the Great West by
calling it a Merriam organ; and one
miserable flounder says that Mer
riam’s money started it. These vom
itings of a hireling press are lies. Mr.
Merriam never put a dollar into the
Great West and never will. These
lying scavengers of the plutocrats
have no other bones to gnaw on but
these carrion joints.
The Faribault Republican is now
engaged in an effort to convince the
farmers that overproduction is the
cause of low prices—a fraud too
transparent for the most ignorant
to believe. There has been an under
production for two years, as com
pared with former years. At the
same time foreign prices have been
“wav up.” “No. 1 hard” wheat has
been $1.20 and $1.25 a bushel in
Liverpool, and freights from Dulutli-
Chicago to Liverpool have been
per bushel.
At the same time the consumption
in this country has been 6% ounces
per capita as compared with 10
ounces in former years.
That paper also tries to show that
New England agriculture is prosper
ous ! Five states, then, don’t know
what they are about when they
create commissions to investigate the
cause of vacated farms—66B in one
diet rict! The pa rty press are serving
the plutocrats well indeed.
How They Figure It.
A writer in the lowa Tribune makes
farming the bonanza occupation of
this country—as follows:
Cost of plowing 160 acres
at $2.50 per acre $240 00
Harrowing and seeding 160
acres 160 00
Seed—24o bu. at 50c. bu... 120 00
Cutting, twine, shocking
and hauling to machine
at $1.92 per acre 312 00
Threshing, sc. a bu.; haul
ing to granary, lc. a bu. 288 00
Total $1,120 00
Now take 30 bu. to the
acre (oftener exceeded
than less) 4,800 bu. at
50c per bu $2,400 00
Deduct cost 1,120 00
Net $1,280 00
Or a profit of $8 per acre.
But now if our agricultural finan
cier will put his 30 bushels to the
acre down to 15 bushels, and seed
wheat up to 75c. per bushel, he will
find that the farmer, instead of mak
ing $8 per acre, will actually lose
money! And that is actually what
is going on!
ST. PAUL, MINN., FRIDAY, AUG. 1,1890
THE PEOPLE ARE SLOW TO MOVE.
It will not be long before the American people will have a rude awak
ening. It will not be at the gradual approach of the dawn, when the rosy
morn heralds the rising of the sun. But at midnight, when the cruel dark
ness hides the awful stain of blood and mantles the gleam of the treacher
ous blade, a people who have passed the proper period of action will rise
in an unholy warfare.
Men may sleep, but not forever. Traitors may dally with the hours,
but the years bring back the curses they have fathered.
The Great West has brought facts to light never before ushered into
history. It has published the truths upon which Erwin built his elo
quence, and furnished the bow from which sprang the swift arrows of his
rhetoric. Congress has directed the Inter-State Commerce Committee to
investigate the wheat robberies the development of which was planned in
this office. The outrageous lies of the corporations in regard to the cost
of railroad building were exposed in the pages of this sheet, backed up by
contracts, sworn statements, and personal investigations—figures which
even our friends have doubted. The enormous profits of their traffic have
been published to a silent plutocratic press. The outrages of the boycott
have been brought to light; the foot-prints of your chosen men tracked to
the banker’s door, and their reward exposed on bank checks and bribes,
and dishonorable notes.
But still you sleep—and strike the hand that has served you well.
Let us broaden the channel now; let us raise a new lid from the pit
into which we are descending.
You have heard of the settlers on government lands being driven from
their homes by the corporations. These things have come to you as the
distant cry of the oppressed—from an African wilderness, perhaps, or,
|3i I Don’t Believe in Strikes. §£
pS That is what a farmer said to us a few days ago, and said Ip
bfl with much violence. We said nothing—but our memory ft
H went back twenty years, to the time wfien we were a medical \
IH student doing the “poor practice” for a city physician—and *
H|j compared the awful poverty of the laborer who never struck r
Bpl with the printers who did! And today we read the follow- jSj
|jfl ing, from the New York Herald. The cloak-makers of 1
ray New York City—2o,ooo in number—are a skilled trade, but |
fjjjgj have never indulged in strikes. Now see them, ground down *
ntj into the lowest depths of degraded poverty, while the printers g*
PH are in comparative comfort. Read, read!—what even the 4
eM journal owned by the plutocratic James Gordon Bennett says |n
H of them: ~
NB “Hold up there! Don’t growl too fiercely at those cloak- £
M makers who got up a riot and thereby made fools of them- g
na selves! Yes, they were wrong in resorting to violence, and Bp
py undoubtedly the only thing to do with a man who swings a K
m dub is to hustle him off to the station house. But look at
wm this picture and then let your criticisms be made ‘more in sor- jjS
HI row than in anger.’ There is something radically wrong in |§
# our social economy when such a sketch can be called realistic g
|g| and truthful. Henry Simon got bail and went home. Home,
ga you say? Well, let us see. It consists of two rooms and a §3
||| dark hole. His wife is sick, poor creature. He has six children, jj^
H|j ranging from 2 years old to 14. Eight persons in two rooms £
Hi and a dark hole! Is that a home? And they had nothing to
yi eat—were starving. All the bedding and what little furniture g
they once possessed had gone to the pawnshop—for bread.
raj When Simon joined the wild crowd he was on his way to sell a j|
NB couple of towels to get a breakfast for his children. New York p
Hgg —the nineteenth century—soo churches—a man pawning two |
[TO towels to buy a loaf. Behold the results of the cursed, damn- y
pH able sweating system. Isn’t a screw loose somewhere when I
IH we have aristocrats with countless millions at one end of so- g
H| ciety, and rank, riotous, violent and pestiferous Anarchists at 1
TO the other; men who only know that something is wrong, and \
S 5 want to blow’ the world up with dynamite because any change j
would be for the better? Yes, those rioters were fools; but *
H aren’t some of the rest of us fools also ?” g
'S Yes, children of toil—while ye are being borne to prisons, U
£jjj what of these rich men, mayors of cities, officers of villages, fi
p whisky rings, political bosses, who defy law—and execute it |j
when they like it? What of the mayor of St. Paul, for in- rjj
m stance, who refuses to execute the law’s? Oh, shameful trait- g|
Nl ors to humanity! jp
haply, from some ocean island. But if the Great West were to reveal but
a little of this inquity you would doubt —and on doubt’s pillow, sleep.
You have read of the tears of the wife, possibly, as with her children,
she has been driven out into the night—the doors of her little castle bat
tered down—the roof torn off—the crops destroyed! And you have passed
by the tale, as but a shadow on the highway of somebody's life.
You have read, perchance, in some accidental and unwatched corner of
the blood-purchased press of the land, of women murdered on their door
steps by railway evictors! Of women dying on roadsides in travail, and
you have thought:—“Such things in Ireland, afar off— not here.”
You have heard of purchased Congresses which have bidden courts to
wait until they could make laws, to drive settlers from lands, by thous
ands, from homes for which the patents had been issued ! And that then
the bloody ruffian gangs, hired by railway corporations, have shot down
noble citizens, and torn down homes. And you have thought: “It was
but an unfortunate event in history which better be forgotten.”
Perhaps you have seen a vast sandy valley, peopled with hardy men
driven from luxuriant homesteads by the railroad power of purchasing
your congressmen. You have seen them seek in vain for companies to ir
rigate these barren wastes. You have seen them go to work with spade
and pick and poverty— for three years— in relays of hundreds—and cause
the barren wastes to bloom with plenty like the Garden of the Lord.
Then years after, you have seen the railroad change its track 150 miles,
buy up a Congress, xelocate its lands, and drive the thrifty home-makers
from these populous valleys, with revolver and shotgun—and servile politi
cians at their back to corrupt the courts.
What, you have not seen these things?
And yet they have existed.
Where?
Under your impotent noses. In your state, in lowa thrice, yea four
times over. In Kansas. In California. In Minnesota it has occurred in
several of its fairest portions.
• Has occurred? It is occurring this very day when you read this. The
hellish conspirators never sleep—you are asleep all the time—and you pat
the awful traitors who stand in with these fiends— and call them friend and
brother.
We have exhausted the limit of correspondence on these subjects while
fighting on other ground, but it is our firm conviction that if men ever
reveal Hie Whole truth, you will find that 250,000 men have battled for
life in the wilderness, brought comfort out of the wilds, and then been
swept out into the ocean of yant and beggary by the lured agencies of the
plutocrats—to rebuild again, perchance!—or more likely to join the army
of the broken-hearted.
You don’t believe this! No, go and listen to the story of the Dee
Moines Valley settlers, recited over the graves of the murdered. Go and
ask Hans Imsdahl, of Big Woods, Minnesota. Go to Western lowa—and
learn the bitter story of west central Minnesota. Ask Colorado—and listen
to the tale of the outraged and murdered settlers of the “Siscol” in Cali
fornia, with its 90,000 acres of blood-stained land-pirated homesteads.
Look upon Mussle Slough, of the same state—or come over to Maple River,
in lowa, and raise forgotten wrongs to view! Or the cruel mine seizures at
Rose’s Bar! And look up the history of San Joaquin County. The his
tory of this country will never be written until some brave spirit goes over
these chapters and unmasks the cruel work of plutocratic wretches
wretches to whom your politicians have been tools and hirelings.
Would to heaven that we had the time and means to unravel these
crimes. It would not be the highway to fame—but the road to such reve
lation would lead close by the throne of God, over the wrecked homes of
his poor children.
How grand an idea it would be to organize an association of investi
gation, t® secure the facts under these vast wrongs, and publish them to
the world in book - form. A few of them we shall publish. Let us giye
but a slight account of one of these robberies, that of the Suscol Ranch—
and next week we will present some other facts in these matters.
We do not know how long these things will be borne. The corpora
tion monster is marching on devouring as he goes—and the people feed
him on the march with their best blood. There is a song entitled,
“We shall sleep, but not forever!”
It is an inspiration of a history yet to be.
On account of the terrible corruptions which have crept into the Ameri
can political Convention, and the ballot, the great American citizen, in
mass, have risen up inVrath, and demanded the Australian System of
voting. This system has been enacted by law in every city of Minnesota of
over 10,000 population. Now, upon the very first occasion of its use in a
state election its most necessary provisions have been violated and treated
with contempt. Not only did the Alliance Convention refuse to be gov
erned by it, but the great Republican Party, the witness and executor of
such vast blocks of corruption, outdoes its blocks of five and its public-thief
Quay, and its subscription-list Clarkson, and defies this protective law.
The law says positively that the tellers and officers of the convention shall
be sworn.
It can neither be pleaded that the conventions were unwarned, nor that
there are no complaints of corruption. For, first, Dr. Fish arose in the
convention and called attention thereto, in terms understood throughout
the hall. And a cloud of corruption is openly charged on both the results
and the general make up of the convention.
Of course we know nothing of the cause of the omission in the repub
lican convention. The law is very clear and precise on this matter
Now let us quote the law:
First, as to what is a “primary:”
H. F. No. 2, Act 1889, Sec. 93.-
The words “primary election,” as used in this act, shall be construed
so as to embrace all elections held by any political party, convention , or
ganization or association, or delegates thereirom for the purpose of choos
ing candidates for office or the election of delegates to other conventions,
or for the purpose of electing officers of any political party, organization y
convention or association. No person shall be entitled to vote at any
primary election unless he is a qualified elector of this state.
By this, not only the officers and the tellers are subject to the law to be
quoted, but the officers and tellers at the election of the convention officers.
Nowletussee:
Ib. Sec. 90.—The presiding officers and inspectors at any such primary
election or caucus, shall, before entering upon their duties, severally sign
and swear to an oath in form now required by inspectors at general elec
tion.
MORE AND MORE AND MORE!
The following extract is from the Northwestern Railroader. Read it
carefully:
“The stockholders of the Missouri Pacific will meet in St. Louis in a
few days to vote on a proposition to add $10,000,000 to the capital
stock of the company; to increase the bonded indebtedness to the author
ized sum of $1,000,000 by the issue of the first collateral 5 per cent, mort
gage bonds, secured by the deposits of bonds of collateral lines built or
owned by the company; also to authorize the sale of $7,000,000 of the new
bonds for $950 and one share of stock for each SI,OOO bond ; and to take
such further action in perfecting these transactions as may be necessary.”
And yet Hairy Robinson gives us “sass” for stating this very condi
tion. Here is a road which has income enough to place $10,000,000 more
stock on the market!
For money invested ?
Not a cent —not one penny!
How then? Why read it again—give a share of stock ($1,000) to go
with every bond (mortgage bond) for sl,o()o—and the SI,OOO mortgage
bond sold for $950!
So so—Mr. Robinson—for $950 which the plute takes he gets a thous
and dollar mortgage on interest—and a thousand dollar share of stock—
and you, you miserable wretch, write a pamphlet for the railroads to scat
ter broadcast—showing up that only 58 per cent of such stock yields divi
dends ! And then this pirate’s scullion abuses us for claiming that 58 per
cent is just 58 per cent too much.' These men are robbers. They are ras
cals—and are sowing dragon’s teeth, “which haply may not spring up in a
direful crop of armed men!” But it will. A race of people who are too
sleepy headed to crush out such robbery may rise in desperate rebellion
when they forget law in their cry for justice. Woe is the day when they ap
peal to arms—and shame upon a coward race which will not mend in peace
by peaceful means at hand. Come, Diogenes, bring your lantern and
search for honest men!
Harry Robinson is now amusing
himself quoting the low incomes of
Nebraska railroads—on a stock and
bond cost of $38,000 to the mile.
As the average cost of a Nebraska
railway is somewhere from $6,000 to
SB,OOO a mile we leave Harry to his
plum.
Hurrah for One Victory-
After a careful analysis of the mat
ter the New York Financier comes
completely and squarely up to our
analysis of currency in circulation
given last winter, in which, by mak
ing certain allowances, we admitted
that there might be sl2 per head in
circulation. (Practically not more
than $7.) In the article, this able
banking journal says the amount of
currency is sl2 per head, and that it
1s a remarkably small amount!
This Republic was loundea
upon principles which involved
the Dignity of Labor. To des
troy the power oi Labor is tw
construct taste. A Caste cannot
co-exist with a Republic.
THE AUSTRALIAN LAW
A correspondent from Atwater
writes us a letter strongly denuncia
tory of the corrupt methods used at
the convention. It would hardly an
swer for us to give it space. It takes
a strong position in favor of the
present executive, and as we haven’t,
room enough now for our “ indepen
dent” letters, will have beg off on
this. Our sympathies do not run
that way.
Some of our farmers who purchased
twine of us got “stuck” on unjust
freight rdtes. One order of 5,000
pounds paid %c. from Chicago to St.
Paul, 410 miles, and over %c. to
Douglas County, a little more than
100 miles! This is only one instance
of the wrongs practiced against the
farmer.
VOL. I. NO. 42

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