The Lincoln County Journal. (Stroud, Okla.), Vol. 1, No. 6, Ed. 1 Thursday, April 5, 1906 Page: 2 of 2
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The Lincoln County Journal.
J. M. HUBBARD. Cditor.
Price:
$1.00 Per Year in Advance.
Some of Lincoln County’s citizens are
playing politics these days.
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It will pay you to read every article
in this paper, as everything is up-to-date
and of importance in the worlds work.
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It is a man’s lirst duty to be a man.
And in the performance of that duty he
should hew down without hesitation every
obstacle, tradition, custom or habit that
stands in his way.
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Sunday’s Oklahomian contained a nice
little write up of our town, giving pict-
ures of some of the buildings, which no
doubt willjbe useful in making our little
city known to the outside world.
Every farmer should watch our market
reports, on another page, as they are the
latest from the markets of the world
and they may often save you in one deal
more than enough to pay for this paper
as long as you live.
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As we go to press the Republican and
Democrat parties in Stroud are holding
meetings to nominate a city ticket for
the coming election. We hope they will
both put up clean, honorable men for our
city offices, and then we would like to see
the best man elected.
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Our honor Roll.
On another page will be found an Honor
Roll of those who have subscribed for
this paper since our last issue. We feel
highly gratified with the encouragement
our new paper is receiving, and we appre-
ciate this substantial token of help in our
efforts to bnild up a county paper that
will reach “all the people, all the time.”
It will be our aim to make the Lincoln
County Journal the best local paper in
the county, notwithstanding we are the
last in the field, and our friends can help
us materially by sending us the news and
by soliciting their neignbors and friends
to subscribe for our paper.
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The Tearful Price.
Dividends—profit—conquest of mar-
kets—these and similar phrases are the
sacred passwords nowadays. In the
minds of too many, any course that
tends or seems to tend to the production
of material wealth is not only excusable
but actually right. Cutting wages, em-
ploying children who should be at school,
unsanitary factories and stores, defiance
of law, bribery and corruption—anything
and everything, provided only that
wealth is produced.
What a miserable, bestial blindness!
What a loatnsome confusing of means and
end! What a repulsive forgetfulness
that wealth is only valuble, only desirable,
only tolerable, in so far as it produces
and tends to produce men and women
clothed in the full dignity of the human
race!
Pricking up Thier Cars.
The following Editorial from the State
Herald, published at Cushing, so nearly
coinsides with our opinion that we take
the liberty of copying it for our Journal
family. Read it and use the thinking
machine that the Good Lord has given
to every man, and go to the polls and
be men, not puppits, that can be soft
soaped and led around by men who
holler, “Rah for the Grand Old Party,”
when all the time they want to feather
their own nests and get some fat pull at
the government crib
Read it! Think ! Act!
“ Just now there is a great pricking up
of ears all over the country. Every Tom.
Dick and Harry that thinks he has a
call to shy his castor into the political
ring is making amorous eyes at the leeks
and onions of office and getting ready to
shakehands and soft-soap the dear people.
Every little two-by-four sheet is awaken-
ing from its long trance and begining to
sit up and take notice of things in the
political world. It has visions of county
printing grafts, and primary campaigns
and other things dear to the printer-craft,
in which there is money and fat pickings
if not glory and patriotism. And every
political orator is getting his voice out
of the cellar and training it into careful
tune with the sweet melodies of disinteres-
ed selfishness. And it will not be long
untill every stump in the land will be
weighted down with some perspiring
patriot and the voter’s every button-hole
will be stretched the size of a dinner-pail
because of so many anxious souls tug-
ging away at its autocratic owner.
For the life of us this is one thing about
this bully country we can’t understand.
When a campaign is coming on it is first
seen from afar by the few adventurous
scouts that have their spy-glasses turned
in the proper direction. Then more and
more see the creature, and the excite-
ment grows. Patriotism waxes warm as
election day approaches. The people are
pitched to sing a high tune. The common
mud-sill is deluded into thinking that
the nation will go to smash and civiliza-
tion tumble into the bow-bows unless
Bill Smith is elected constable at Podunk
corners ! The foundations of the republic
would crumble into ashes unless the unas-
piring heathen vote as straight ticket!
And cigars and beer and booze, and de-
lightful around-the-corner talks and un-
forgettable pattings on the back bewilder
and bamboozel the artless voter until he
is sure that the liberties for which the
forefathers fought, bled and died would
nevermore survive if a sing'e one of the
horse-thieves on the other ticket should
happen to be elected !
What is there about the American
people, anyhow’, that makes an election
campaign a thing of humor and perpetual
folly? A man is just as good a citizen,—
no wo.se, no better—after he gets a
nomination as before. Before that in-
scrutable event occured, the whole com-
munity respected him and he had a good
reputation as a plain, ordinary mortal
among his neighbors; after it, however,
about half of his heighbors abuse him
worse than they would a hog-thief and
the other half praise him so warmly that
he is only a little lower than the angels.
And the antics, too, the strange peculiar,
and unthinkable antics he performs after
he gets the nomination. Where before he
neither smoke nor drank, he ladles out
the cigars with a lavish hand and sets
up the drinks to the “ boys” with the
abandon of a veteran. And he goes to
church and attends temperance meetings
and develops a wonderful capacity in
multitudinous lines never suspected until
the burdens of the campaign fell upon
his willing* shoulders, and he attempts to
rise to the responsibilities oi the occasion.
It is time for reform in these things.
Brother Candidate, never allow any man
to “pidl your leg” or delude you into
cheerfulness while being ‘‘bled.” You
have no right to spend a dollar with
boozers or boodlers or booses in order to
be elected to an office belonging to the
people. If you can’t run for office with-
out doing these tilings, then don’t be a
candidate. You can’t aflord to throw
away the manhood of your self-respect
for the best office that the politicians
ever fattened with fees. And, Brother
Voter, you come in for a little dressing
down, too. If a candidate offers you a
cigar or a drink, refuse them ! If he tried
to buy your vote with a nicklc or a dime,
you would be angry and indignant and
you would have a right to be In the
same way let it be known that you are
not of ‘‘the cigar” or the ‘‘beer” di-
mensions. It is with you that the reform
must lie anyhow’, and it is high time
that you should begin the needed work.
And above all, let us exercise a little
common sense in these matters. A public
officer is a hired hand for the people. If he
isn’t somebody made a mistake. That’s
the sort he ought to be at any rate.
Don’t vote for the “valler dog” simply
because he has slipped in on your ticket
and disgraced it. Vote against him and
teach the world a lesson hereafter. Party
tickets are not wooden balls in which
rascals and incompetents can hide while
they loop-the-loop to the safety of a
fat office. If your party nominates the
best men, vote for them; if the other
party does and yours does not, vote for
them; and if the partisans fail to give y ju
the best of men for nominees, get up a
citizens ticket and make a hog-killing
along in November.
But as we said in the begining, just
now there is a great pricking up of ears
all over this country.
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his View of it.
I tell you. says Thomas Edison, the in-
ventor, that no person can be brought
in close connection with the mysteries of
nature, or make a study of cheniest.ry,
or of the law of growth, with out being
convinced that behind it all there is a
Supreme Intelligence. I do not mean to
sav a supreme law’, for that implies no
consciousness; but I mean to say with
emphasis, a Supreme Intellegence, opera-
ting through unchangeable laws. And I
think that I could, perhaps I may some-
time, demonstrate the existance of
such intelligence through the operation of
these mysterious laws with the cetainty
of a demonstration in mathematics.
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Hubbard, J. H. The Lincoln County Journal. (Stroud, Okla.), Vol. 1, No. 6, Ed. 1 Thursday, April 5, 1906, newspaper, April 5, 1906; Stroud, Oklahoma. (https://gateway.okhistory.org/ark:/67531/metadc405106/m1/2/: accessed April 17, 2024), The Gateway to Oklahoma History, https://gateway.okhistory.org; crediting Oklahoma Historical Society.