People's Pilot, Volume 5, Number 13, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 19 September 1895 — Page 4
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The People’s Pilot. BY F. D. CRAIG. (Lessee.) PILOT PUBLISHING CO., (Limited,) Proprietors. Batid H. Yeoman. President. Wm. Washburn. Vice President. Lee E. Glazebrook, Sec'y. J. A. McFarland. Treas The People’s Pilot is the official organ of ske Jasperand Newton County Alliances,and s published every Thursday at ONE DOLLAR PER ANNUM. Sntered as second class matter at the post office in Rensselaer, Ind.
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“More bonds inevitable." “No Fusion" is the populist slogan everywhere this fall. There will be plenty of 20c corn and another gold bond issue. The tight in lowa is wholly between the populists and republicans, the democracy being dead. Cleveland’s wealth is estimated at $15,000,000. What will it be after the next issue of 8100,000,000 of gold bonds? President Cleveland will ask ‘his republican brethren of the next congress to burn up the last of the greenbacks, and they’ will do it with alacrity. Strike, brothers, strike while the furnace tires burn to a white heat the iron of political truth. Strike the truth of currency reform home deep into the understanding of your neighbors. The next message of the president will ask congress to burn up what remains of the $346,000.000 of greenbacks, thus still further reducing the circulation and forcing values still lower. Let the good work go on. Everywhere the watching, working, waiting, faithful wheelhorses of reform are jubilant over the disruption of the rank and file of both the old parties, and only reports of rapid growth of the people’s party are heard.
The action of so many democratic state conventions in declaring against silver has completely discouraged the party in Texas and they are coming to she populists by thousands. Texas will be in the populist column in 1896 with a tremendous majority. The American Tramp is the name of another new populist paper at Atlantic. lowa, edited by W. B. Emerson and H. Blumler, two bright reform speakers, whose advent on the stump during the past summer earned them a wide reputation as the “tramp orators.” Now that Mr. Sovereign’s boycott of national bank notes has gone into effect, the Pi'ot desires to announce that it will receive corncobs and pumpkins in payment for subscription if the government will authorize the coinage of these commodities into a circulating medium.
The lowa democrats are making absolutely no tight at all. The gold pugs captured the state convention and will now heartily support the republican ticket, while the free silver democrats are quietly sawing wood for the populists, who are putting up the greatest campaign ever seen in that state. Maryland. Kentucky, lowa and Ohio, have all declared for the gold single standard through their democratic state conventions, and Tennessewill do likewise. How do you like it brother, you whose head is peep ing out through the feathers of Mother Democrat's free silver wing? And still there's more to follow. Judge Elwood of the lowa district court at Carroll decided last Saturday that national banks are not amenable to state laws, and consequently not under the jurisdiction of state courts. The question was one of usury. In plain English it means that a national bank can charge any interest it pleases and can use the state courts to collect its debts, but its victims are barred from redress for its criminal practices. Will some one give a good reason why national banks exist?
Fifty cents pays for a copy of “The Great Debate” between Horr and Harvey. For sale at this office. At last the marriage ceremony is taking place, after many long years of clandestine courtship: it is the wedding of the harlot. Miss Goldite Republican, to the libertine. Mr. Singlestandard Democrat. The bells ring out glad peals in mockery at America’s boasted freedom and “Old Liberty." from shame, is thankful she is dumb. If the president concludes to wait until congress meets before he orders another bond issue, it is because he contemplates forcing that superfluous arm of the government into the retirement of all the remaining greenbacks. Take note now that the Pilot predicts a threat of a stupendous bond issue unless congress orders the greenbacks burned, the only honest money of this country.
Senator Harris, head of the democrat silver section of Tennessee. says he will follow the party’ regardless of its attitude on the silver question. All right, Senator Harris, you can, but you can not take the free silver democratic voters with you, and you can just pin this living prophesy in your silk tile, you won’t warm a seat in the senate chamber a minute after your present contract with the people of Tennessee is completed. There is not a doubt of the political status of Texas: she will give a tremendous populist majority in 1896; old party ties are completely .dissolved in the Lore Star state; men of prominence everywhere. old-time leaders. openly’ embrace the new faith: this grand old legacy of Sam Huston will lead the galaxy of southern states in the general stampede that another year will see inaugurated from democracy’s tattering ruin to the magnificent rcck builded edifice of populism.
The statement is officially made through the press of the money power that another issue of 850,000.000 or $100,000,000 in gold bonds is soon to follow the other big issues of Mr. Cleveland. This is to be done to replenish the rapidly vanishing gold reserve, which the administration is so vainly trying to maintain at the 8100.000,000 mark. When Mr. Cleveland sold the last batch of bonds his apologists said he discriminated against the higher bidders, who offered 81.19, in favar of the Rothchild - Morgan syndicate, who paid but 81.04, because they privately agreed to maintain the treasury reserve at 8100.000,000. The outcome proves that the president was either deceived or he tried to deceive the people, and in either case he appears utterly incompetent to manage the nation affairs. The most rational conclusion for an intelligent people to arrive at is that Mr. Cleveland found it convenient to increase his fast accumulating millions by the transaction, and it is fair to suppose that he will be liberally provided for in the next unnecessary bond sale, which must go to the same syndicate at the same price.
Young man. the one who was around to see the political proph esy editor last week, here is what you wanted to know: There is no chance on earth for any honest man to get to the front in either of the old parties, and there isn't even standing room for thieves. If you want to win the honest plaudits of your fellowmen, put your shoulder to the wheel and help to better their condition. To doit you must understand the canse and cure of existing evils, acknowledged by both parties to be threatening the nation's very life, and make yourself a medium of enlightenment for those w T ho are still misinformed or suffering from that prevalent disease, political prejudice. And further remember; young man, that your reward awaits you in heaven, for a consistently ungrateful people will forget all about you, and your noble work, ■when it comes to nominating a county ticket, unless you get there and stay there. However, it is certainly good business discretion for an ambitious man. who is just entering political life for the emoluments only, to se lect the giant young party that has not an error to appologize for or a stain to disgrace the clean record of its beginning, and which is soon to become the dominant power in the nation’s politics in the very near future.
THE PEOPLE'S PILOT, RENSSELAER, IND., THURSDAY SEPT. 19. 1895.
J. P. Morgan is the uncrowned king that rules all the railroads from St. Louis. Peoria and Chicago to the seaboard. He is the personal representative of a majority of the stockholders of the eastern lines. But a few weeks ago he called a meeting of eastern railroad presidents and plainly told tljem that their jobs depended upon a strict maintenance of rates; all argument that such a course meant ruin to some of the roads was forbidden utterance; he declared that the salvation of the eastern roads depended upon the maintenance of rates at all hazards and if it pinched some of the roads the final result would be satisfactory. He fully’ convinced them that he was in a position to demand the instant resignation of any presi dent, and that any failure to comply with his instructions would not be tolerated. Every reader of the above should realize the meaning of such a , kingly power. It means that the time is arrived when there is but one railroad corporation and that competition is at an end. Gradually the rateswill be adjusted to the highest possible point, where lines parallel each other one will be dismantled, unprofitable feeders will be torn up. the fewest possible miles of rail will be maintained, operating costs will be reduced to a minimum, labor unions will be discountenanced everywhere, and in case of strikes the roads will quit running and quietly wait until the strikers get hungry. very hungry, in fact the roads are in a position to dictate terms to the government itself through the mouth of one man. This thing may be overdone. It is possible that sleeping freedom may assert herself some fine day and try this railroad business in the name of the whole people.
JOURNALISTIC JABS.
When a goldbug tells you that silver coinage will drive gold out of circulation, ask him about how much gold he has seen circulating for the last two or three years.—Chicago Express. Lorillard. the tobacco king, has made all the money he needs out of the Americans and is now going to make his home in England. The press dispatch which makes this announcement says: “Mr Lorillard will be a welcome addition to the fashionable American colony in England." Thus one by one they are gathering home.—Chicago Sentinel. Debs, the great American Railway Union labor leader, who is now being confined in jail at Woodstock, Ills., without having been proven guilty of or charged with commiting any crime, on labor day received thouands of letters and telegrams expressive of sympathy, good will and confidence from prominent leaders of all kinds of labor organizations and other people of high rank from all over the United Stttes. —Progressive Farmer. Judge Tiffany, one of the greatest legal authorities in the United States wrote; “There is no such thing as gold or silver money or paper money. Money is the sovereign authority impressed on that which is capable of taking and retaining the impression. The coin may be metal, parchment or paper. The value is in the stamp, and not in the metal or material.—Logansport Advance. It would be interesting to know what the 200-cent gold dollar people suggest as to the means of getting the country out of the “slough of despond.” They have had their own way right along and things have been getting worse all the time. If the free coinage of silver is not a remedy, what on earth can be? Are we stuck in the mud for eternity?—Farmers Voice.
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LITTLE BLUE CAP
WAS paying a visit to my friends, the Durands. They were c a friendly, plain c living couple who c lived in a manufacturing town in Ohio, 'o near the banks of s the river, in a great ? cottage, a mere bird’s nest, almost hidden by wisteria
and Virginia creeper. Durant, s hands bore the marks of honest toil, for he had been a locksmith in his yjuth. and had by industry and economy raised himself steadily until he became the proprietor of quite a thrifty business, and secured a competency for his old age. His wife, a quiet, gentle creature, worshipped her husband, and both of them wore on their faces an expression of serenity which betokened ease of conscience and a life of peace. Durand was approaching sixty years of age, and his wife must have been fitly, yet. in spite of their wrinkles and gray hairs, these two treated each other with an affectionate deference which was a pleasure to behold.
While we wore engaged in conversation just before dinner, Durand rose and opened a drawer to take out some trifle which he wished to show to me. While he was turning over the contents of the drawer, it chanced that a little cap, such as might have been worn by a doll, or an infant, fell to the floor. I picked it up, and noticed that it was made wf coarse blue linen, with bits of twine instead of ribbons. As I handed it to him, I said gayly; ‘‘Are you preparing a baby basket, Mr. Durand?” I had no sooner spoken than I regretted it, for I recollected at that moment having heard that the only shadow on my friend's life was the fact of their union being a childless one. For a minute Durand made no reply, but looked at the little cap affectionately then as he laid it carefully away again, he said, in a tone ot seriousness: "That is a souvenir, and I will tell you how it came into my possession. When I was fourteen years old, I was working in a large factory, and I had a companion, of the same age as myself, who, on account of his ugly features, we nick-named Monkey-face. He was a sly, mischievous urchin very fond of playing boyish pranks, but a jolly little chap, and full of pluck. He was so lazy that he would have been turned out of the factory had it not been for the indulgence of the superintendent, who had been a friend of his father, and took an interest in the boy for the sake of his dead comrade. Monkey-face was an orphan, and the only relative he had ever known was the woman who brought him up. a cousin of his mother. This woman, Mrs. Bolton, was a rude creature, who maintained herself by keeping two or three mechanics as boarders. Her affection for her young charge was manifested only by blows. Perhaps if he had known a parent’s love he would have been less perverse. "One afternoon, the lad took it into his head to run away from the factory, and go vagabonding about with a gang of idle urchins like himself. As they were coming slowly home after nightfall, they heard, to their astonishment, the cry of an infant. The sound seemed to issue from a long, dirty alley, which opened on the street, and at the other end of which was a dimly flickering
I WILL KEEP HER MYSELF.
lamp. After a short consultation, the street boys ventured softij 7 into the alley, and one of them espied, beside an ash-barrel, a little bundle of rags which struggled and wailed. He seized hold of it. and the whole party dashed toward the thoroughfare, triumphant,’ stopping under a lamp to examine their capture. It proved to be a baby girl a few weeks old, wrapped up in coarse attire, a poor little innocent whom a wretched, perhaps desperate, mother had abandoned to the charity of stragers. “A council was held to decide what should be done with the booty, and the young captors gave free play to their mischievous imaginations. One wanted to put the baby back where they had found it: another, to hide it in an empty prune box. which stood at a grocer’s door; a third proposed to climb up a second-story balcony ano leave the youngster there, and how astonished the people would be next day! But Monkey-face scouted all these ideas, and declared that the baby must be taken to a foundling asylum. “Monkey-face’s decision was hailed with enthusiasm, and he claimed the right to carry the treasure-trove in consideration of his sensiole suggestion. “ ‘Give me the kid,’ he said. The baby had all this time been screaming piteously, but it stopped suddenly when Monkey-face took hold of It, and, while lie walked along with an air of triumph, it fixed its great blue eyes upon his ugly face and smiled, at the same time
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stretching Its tiny hands out as if to caress him. “ ‘She is laughing!’ cried the boy in delight; ‘see how she looks at me!’ “Then a new impulse seized him. “ ‘I will not take her to the foundling asylum,’ he cried. ‘I will keep her myself.’ “His companions protested indignantly, but in vain, for, as they well knew, Monkey-face had at the end of each arm an argument so strong that it would be useless, as well as unsafe, to oppose his wishes. “When he reached home with his burden, Mrs. Bolton exclaimed, furiously: “ ‘Do you think I have not epough to do to fill your mouth, you lazy imp? Take that brat to the police-station—-quick now!’ Swat! biff! A box on each ear showed the boy that she was in earnest, and he fled from the house. "That night he did not return, and the next morning he was in the factory as soon as it opened, for the first time in his life. “ ‘Mr. George,’ he said timidly to the superintendent, ‘how much will you pay we if I work hard all day?’ “ ‘I have already told you, twentyfive cents,’ answered the man in surprise; and Monkey-face worked indefatigably until night. The superintendent, amazed and delighted at the change, paid the boy for his work and even gave him a dime in advance, at his urgent request, as he said he needed it. “That night Monkey-face was again absent from his home, and his cousin, Mrs. Bolton, went to the factory the next evening, lay in wait for him” and dragged him home in spite of his struggles, administering a thrashing on the way. But it was no use; as soon as the old woman turned her back to prepare supper, the boy slipped out of the house and did not return.
“The factory superintendent having been informed of the state of affairs, made up his mind to settle the matter at once, by finding out where Monkeyface spent his nights, and for this purpose watched the lad as he left the factory. Mr. George, in company with one of the workmen, followed the wanderer at a short distance, and observed him enter a bakery and buy a couple of rolls; next he went into a grocery, and came out carrying a bottle of milk, and then turned his steps toward a lonely, deserted quarter, near the river. Suddenly his followers saw him plunge into an alley; the place having no lamps was as dark as an oven, but Monkeyface was dimly visible as he stopped before a paling, fronting a deserted cabin. The next minute he had scaled it with the agility of the animal which was his namesake, and entered the cabin. “The two men, determined to discover his hiding place, waited a few minutes, and then cautiously followed him, and saw him seated on the floor of the wretched hut, which was illuminated by a tallow candle stuck against the wall. He was seated on the floor, and gravely pouring milk into a nursing bottle, and in a corner, on a bed of dried leaves, a baby was sleeping soundly, wrapped up in an old blanket. “Monkey-face transformed into a nurse! ' “ ‘What the dickens are you doing here?’ asked the superintendent, throwing open the door of the cabin suddenly; and the boy, startled at first by the intrusion, soon recovered himself and answered slowly: “ ‘Haven't I got a right to have a little sistdT - ?’ “Then, after a pause, he added grandly, T earn twenty-five cents a day. That is enough for us both, and we don’t ask any one for anything. Here are the rolls I intend for my own supper.’ ” The narrator paused, smiled softly, and added: “The next day the owner of the factory, being informed of the matter, raised my pay to three dollars a week—just double.” “What?” I cried. “It was you.” “Ah, I have betrayed myself,” said Durand. '“Yes, I was the young rascal who was in a fair way to become an idle vagabond; and, thanks, to the blue eyes of that little girl, I became a good workman, and afterward set up for myself in business. Now, you understand why I kept that little blue cap; she had it on when we found her.” “And what has become of her?” I eagerly asked. The old man answered: “We have never parted.” Then smiling, he looked at his wife and added: “Have we my dear?” She smiled in return, but her eyes were moist as she looked at him, and under her eyelids I saw tear-drop eiistenins.
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