People's Pilot, Volume 6, Number 12, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 10 September 1896 — A SILLY CHARGE. [ARTICLE]

A SILLY CHARGE.

It is said a barrel of Republican money will be at St. Louis to hire Populists to put up a straight Populist ticket. Those who make the charges do not know what they are talking about. About the only class of politic cians who can not be purchased are the old-time Populists—The New Road. Right you are, Brother George. We was in that little scramble ourselves and we never met a truer, braver and more patriotic set of men than those who made the desperate fight for a straight ticket. No one can realize the sacrifice the South must make by abiding the result of the convention but these who have lived here. The only wonder is that the South was not solid on the proposition for a straight ticket and division of electors. But it is over now and let us hope for the best, but let his name be anathema that ever dares to hint that anybody’s money could corrupt the honor and patriotism of the Southern Populists. They have gone through too many tribulations for that.

W. S. MORGAN.

Crazed by Poverty* Hannah Koch was the wife of a hardworking, sober mechanic residing in Chicago. Her husband had for years struggled to pay for the modest home they had lived in, but with increasing labor and decreasing pay,’ he found it more and more difficult to meet his obligations. Several years’ small savings had gone into the house,, when, this spring he failed to make a payment and the little home passed from his ownership. The loss burned into Hanna Koch’s brain and drove her mad. The other day taking her baby in arms' and her 8-year-old Charlie to Douglas park, she talked wits them about the pretty flowers and they were happy. Suddenly grasping the two children she ran to the lake near by and was about to plunge in when Charlie slipped out of her grasp and ran away. One moment she hesitated, then deliberately walketj Into the water and sank out of sight. Shortly after the body of the babe was found and wild floors were clutched in its tiny hands Calamity Howler