The Oklahoma Herald. (El Reno, Okla. Terr.), Vol. 4, No. 33, Ed. 1 Friday, September 23, 1892 Page: 1 of 8
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EL RENO, OKLAHOMA, T’Y., FRIDAY, SEPT EM HER 23 185)2.
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'NASCEISTE LUNA.
I see a stretch of shining sky
Like some fair o van sunset-lit.
Peaceful and wide its spaces lie.
And purple skewers encompass it.
A little slender silver boat
Upon its bosom is a float.
This craft, unstayed by winds or tides,
Slips out across the twilight bar;
Through rosy ripples soft she glides,
* L-d by a single pilot star;
With shadowy sails and fairy crew,
She drifts along the summer blue.
She's filled from stem to stern with flowers,
And Love, and Hope, and Happiness.
Will "aught of wl at site brings be ours?
fAh, me! if we could only guess!
She rides clusiv.*. ”ud remote,
This little slender, silver boat.
- The Spectator.
NED’S ADVENTURE.
Grit, thoroughness, and a love of
tho woods were the prominent char-
acteristics of Nod Greonwuy's nature.
No matter how dilHcult a project he
undertook, ho stuck to it with dodged
persistence until it was not only done,
but well done.
Will Martin, his boon companion.
Was of an exactly opposite tempera-
ment as ea sy-going- and inconstant as
Ned was thorough and porsisteut
For a long time Ned had been
scheming, working, and saving, in
order to accumulate money enough to
purchase a good, double-barreled shot
gun. Ills fund, as soon as ho received
his wages for Uio harvesting which
was now completed, would bo suili-
cient to purchase tho expensive
Greener upon which his heart had
been sot for five years.
Ned and Will were both working
by the day for a neighbor. They had
Unshed the Inst piece of grain in tho
middle of an October afternoon, and
lingered behind in tho Hold to talk
over tho •■gun question.” while tho
other hands preceded them to the
barn. Ned drew from his pocket a
dirty, sweat-stained gun catalogue,
which had been his constant compan-
ion and study until-it was worn to
mere tatters, they dropped down upon
tho oasis of grass which the plows
had left about tho base of a splendid
maple, in the center of tho field, while
Ned held up tho page, embellished
with tho cut of tlie Greener, scanned
it admiringly for some moments in
silence, and then exclaimed:
“Whew! liul isn’t sho l. ber.uty,
though?1’
“lea” replied Will, "but that's nn
awful price to pay for a gun. Why,
it would buy two of as “ooil guns as
there are in this town. Ill toll you
what let’s do. Nod. iou got tho gun
on the opposite page thore. That'll
leave you a third of your money to
put in towards a new boat, and I'll
furnish the rest. Just think what
sport wo could have, if wr. can get oil
next week and put in a week or two
ovor on tho lake, with a boat of our
own.”
"Vos, 1 know,’’ replied Nod reflect-
ively, “but I’ve had ir.y mind made
up for a Greener, and have worked
an’ pinohod an’ knuckled in every
way, for five years, an’ now I’m not
going to take up with anything less
than a Greener—no sireo! 1 hope
Slossom ’ll shell out tho cash when
we get up to tho barn, for then I cun
send the money off to-night by mail,
and maybe the gun’ll get here so's we
can start next week. It will be too
had if ho don’t do it, for we can’t have
hut a few days at the lake, at most,
before school begins.”
“What’ll y’ do if he don’t pay y’P”
suggested Will, "give up goin ?"
“Not much; I'll send what money
3 have and order them to send tho
gun to the express office nearest the
lake. Then, soon's Slossom docs pay,
wo' ii go to tho lake an' hunt with our
old guns till the new one comes.’1
• That's what! but I hope he’ll pony
up to-day, though,” was the reply.
Tho boys found their employer and
One or two of tho other men standing
around on tho main tloor of the barn,
poking tho litter of tho harvest-
strewn floor into queer littlo heaps
and ridges with the toes of their
boots, tolling storios—which would
bettor have been untold —and com-
menting upon how “tight" the neigh-
bor to the cast was with his “hands.'
The boys loaned up against tho pol-
ished beam and boards which walled
the middlo-floor from the deep “bay,”
which sank down to the basement and
reached up to the roof, and waited
their turn, hoping that Slossom would
take the hint and pay them. Hut he
didn’t, lie talked, it seemed to tho
boys, more than ho had during tho
entire harvest. They also poked the
dust with their boots, braced back
upon thoir elbows, crossed and re-
crossed their legs and—waited!
At last, when it had come time to
do tho choros, Slossom said to them:
"Come over Saturday night, boys,
an’ I'll settlo. Got to go out an
hustle in the money b'tween now ’n'
then, 'y know.”
Although tho boys meekly assented
to this, they were greatly disap-
pointed. They stopped a moment at
Nod’s home to get his accumulated
money and then hastened to the post-
office, where Ned bought a sheet of
paper, an envelope and a postorlice
order, and wrote his order for the
Greener with laborious earo and min-
ute directions regarding its shipment
It was tho most important act of his
life. No wonder that ho was so
wholly unconscious of all his sur-
roundings, that Will laughed heartily
1 at the contortions of his tips as they j expected to find his hair turnod to n y AIYSTKIiIOUS REALM. HEMMED IN BY A PRAIRIE FIRE.
made a sympathetic effort to follow
i tho movements of his pen.
On Saturday evening tho boys wont
\ together over to Slossom's. Ho was
1 true to his word and paid them
j promptly. Of course they staid all
; night together, and talked over tho
j most minute details of their prespee-
I tivo trio on the week following, to
1 l.ake Koshkonong. about twenty miles
distant.
They hired tho owner of a demo-
crat wagon to drive them over to tho
lake early Monday morning, and, by
noon of that day, they had a neat lit-
tle hunter’s “shack” erected upon tho
j shore of the lake.
This lake is the only one in tho
! middle H ost, where the famous can-
j v ass-backs and red heads congregate
! in thousands, to feed upon the wild
celery, whicli also grows so abundant-
ly along the i’otomao bottoms, the
homo ol these choicest breeds of
ducks.
When Thursday came, only a brace
I of red-heads had rewarded their
j efforts. As the morning express
I came in Ned and Will stood on the
; platform beside tho agent, waiting for
tho gun to bo handed out of tho oar.
lint no gun appeared. They even
| asked the messenger in the car if he
was suro that it was not mislaid somo-
whoro. lie was very sure it was not
aboard, and they returned to thoir
j camp disappointed and disconsolate.
! ■ Well, i’ll have to mako tho old
j muzzle-loader do for another day, for
| there’s no other train till tho same
I hour to-morrow,” said Ned. as ho
j shouldered liis ancient Springfield nnd
followed Will for a day's hunt along
the shore.
“It’s going to be rather lowi-y to-
day, and we may have good luck as it
is,” was Will's response.
Hut this cheering prophecy was
certainly not verified, so far as Ned’s
luck was (voncernod. for. though Will
succeeded in bagging several fat can-
vass bnclca Ned’s shots were fruitless.
This, together with the disappoint-
ment of tho morning, exasperated
Ned to an unusual degree, and
aroused all the stubborn perseverance
of his nature.
■Til toll you what, Will I'm going
to bag some game before night, if I
have to resort to desperate means to
do so!” exclaimed Nod; but as it bo-
came nearly dusk ho was still without
auy game in his bag.
• Now, just see that!” ho exclaimed
in disgust, as a fine Hock approached
them and settled down upon tho
water, just out of range. A- ho said
tli.s. ho caught sight of a log lloating
closo in shore. “Here Will, I’m
going to paddle out behind that log
and get a cioso shot right into that
flock, even if tho water is fearfully
cold,” said Ned, stripping off his
clothos nnd handing thorn to Will.
Then ho pulled up a quantity of weeds
and wild celery, with which he heaped
the top of tho log and of his hat!
Holding his gun nicoly balanced
across tho top of tho log. he buoyed
himself upon the • latter, slowly and
steadily propelling it forward towards
tho floating flock, intending, whon
sufficiently close to the ducks to sud-
denly jump astride of tho log and
lire into them as they should nsetrom
the water.
Meanwhile. J Will remained upon
tho shore, watching the progress of
Ned’s courageous attack, and think-
ing how terribly cold tho water must
be.
“Gracious!” soliloquized Will “I
hope he isn't going to try to get any
nearer! They’ll bo up before he can
shoot sure.”
It was an exciting moment to both
tho principal and spectator, whoso
interest in the outcome wus out of all
proportion to its intrinsic import-
i ance. As Will watched the move-
ments of the ducks and thoir cleverly
; disguised enemy with almost bated
j breath, expecting to see Nod sudden-
ly leap astride of the log and fire, a
new and unexpected element sudden-
ly entered into tho situation. It was
J an enormous heron, lagging its low
: flight across tho lake in the exact di-
rection of tho floating log. Would
the heron alarm the ducks before
Ned could shoot? was tho only ques-
tion which entered Will’s mind, as ho
saw the course ol tho great water
bird. Ned. however, was as unoon-
I scious of tho approach of tho heron
as he was of the chill of tho water.
! Ho was. instead, congratulating him-
solf upon tho cleverness of his dcvico
I and the assurance of success. Just
j as he was gathering himself to spring
astride tho log, he folt “something
still and big suddenly plunk down”
i upon his head, as ho afterward de-
scribed tho incident.
Will watched this unlooked-for
turn of affairs with tho most intenso
interest No sooner did the bird
j “plunlJi’ down, than over tho water
! came a terrified human shriek, fol-
i lowed by the startled cry of tho boron
and the frightened quackings of tho
ducks. The noxt moment Ned’s
white body leaped up out of tho water,
the ducks whirred away in tho direc-
tion in which they had come, while tho
heron still stood upon tho head of the
terrified victim, flapping its ponder-
ous wings in a wild effort to gain suf-
ficient impetus to rise in tho air.
The fright which Ned experienced
during that moment was, according
to his frank confession, as great as
1 ho would have felt in the clutches of
a bear. He declared that he fully
light gray. Wbon at last his mys-
terious visitant managed to get wing
ho quickly sensed the whole situation
as keenly as did Will whose spasms
of uncontrollable laughter ochoed
over tho water to him, as ho slowly
paddled his log back to shore. As
the naked nimrod reached wading
depth, dismounted from his log. nnd
straggled through the tangles ol
weeds and colery, his face instinct
with foolisli and shame-faced confus-
ion. Will caught his breath botwoon
paroxysms of laughter, long enough
to usk:
■ - Where’s y't- gun?”
“Oh. I ha In’t thought of that! It's
gono to tho bottom, of course. Bui
say! ain’t I glad that it wasn't Green-
er, though!" exclaimed Ned. with
sudden elution, as ho dried himsell
and drew on his clothes.
The Greener came by the next
morning’s express, and did ns deadly
execution among tho cnnvass-backs
nnd rod-heads as Nod could have
wished. Although he frequently had
an opportunity to bring down n large
heron—which ho might fairly have
supposed, from its unusual size, to be
the ono which had alighted upon his
bend—tho gonorous instincts of the
true sportsman prevailed, and ho al-
lowed it to pass unharmed.
Before they returned homo, as Nod
was going up a - hog’s back" in the
burned timber, a splendid buck sud
donly loomed up before him. They
wore both greatly startled, but Ned's
presonco of mind returned in timo to
bring his treasure into play and send
a cotiplo of charges into tho buck,
which fell in its tracks. This tri-
umph was sufficient to counterbalance
tho ignominious disgraco of tho heron
episode, which he freely related to
his friends on his return to school,
apparently seeming to enjoy it as well
as they.—Forrest Crissey in tho Ar-
kan-nw Traveler.
REVEALED ONLY ONCE OR
TWICE IN LIFE TO SOME.
An Ominous W.irnliiK That time 1“ <■>•'
MKllt —Tho Man »t the Clock
With ttio Iflmnt St remains
Irani His Month.
FUTURE OF THE CANALS.
Iii Thirty Yearn the Country Will He III*
iteeteri by Waterways.
Financiers and men who are mak-
ing a study of commercial condi-
tions aro satisfied that tho United
States is just entering upon an era of
canal building, and that by 1920 the
country will bo bisected by several
groat ship canals which shall prac-
tically overcome the limit put upon
ocean commerce by the coast. The
chamber of commerce of New York
has informally oxprossed an opinion
that the Frio canal, stretching from
Buffalo to Hudson, must bo deepened
so as to admit ships of considerable
burden. Colonel !•rank H. Bond, who
is well known among Cincinnati rail-
way managers as a man of great
ability, declares that it is inevitable
that a ship canal be cut across tho
state of Michigan, say from Grand
Haven to tho St. Clair river
Capitalists are already in consti-
tution over the construction iff
a ship canal across New dor-
soy to tho Delaware. thence
across Maryland to the Chesapeake,
with a view ultimately of extending
it through tho North Carolina sounds
to Charleston or Savannah. Tho ex-
pectation is that early in tho noxt
century a ship canal capable of float-
ing as great vessels as aro carried
through tho Suez, or will bo carried
through tho Nicaragua canal, will be
cut across tho upper part of tho Flor-
ida peninsula, thus shortening by
1,000 miles the trip from the coast
citios to tho Nicaragua canal. Tho
great West is determined that a ship
canal shall be built from Chicago to
the Mississippi. Tho Commercial
Gazette thinks it is reasonable to ex-
pect, therefore, that by tho 160th
anniversary of the nation’s birth there
may have been developed tho most
stupendous canal system the world
lias ever known, affecting—in a man-
ner of which it is impossible to esti-
mate the extent—the commercial re-
lations of tho United States with
other countries as well as the rela-
tions between the various citios of
this country.
Tll«? (-ludKlll.
Tho splendid gladioli which now
ornaments all American gardens, from
tho finest to the humblest, whon sum-
mer is at its height, aro, as every ono
knows, natives of tho Capo of Good
Hope, greatly improved and infinitely
diversified by cultivation. But per-
haps it is not as generally known that
tho old-fashioned hardy species, bear-
ing a few small rose-red or, rarely,
white blossoms, which our grand-
mothers loved long before its showier
cousins became tho fashion, is of
European origin, and is, indeed a
familiarjliold flower throughout Cen-
tral and Southern Europe. In those
parts of Southern France where the
festival called tho Fete Dieu is still
publicly observod, its varieties aro
more generally employed than any
other flowers, to decorate tho canopies
borne in the processions and the little
shelters where thoy halt.—Garden
and Forest.
There is a mysterious realm re-
vealed to some only onco or twice
in lift* From this peculiar realm
comes sometimes whispered relief,
and tho fancied charm we seo gives
us sweet messages from those whom
dcau years have buried and sealed.
But oftener the voice in tho night
sounds an ominous warning, i ho
greeting is not warm. In his shrouds
of snows tho furrowed fuco came onco
to a friend of mine. He was going
home after several years’ absence.
Within a mile of that homo there
was a dark dismal forest through
which ho had to ride. 1 had driven
to the station to meet him. and lo his
question of * How are all my relatives
and friends?” I had said ••All well.”
But a peculiar thing happened as into
tho gloom of the forest wo rode. All
was quiet save the sound of the swol-
len creek galloping over its rocky
bed.
At tho creek we halted to let the
horses drink, .lust then tho moon
came up abov? tho clouds, making
weird shadows, and on tho faco of
my friend I could seo a change.1.
pinched, frigl.tenod look. ••What's
the matter?” 1 asked.
••Great < oil!” he exclaimed, ••help
him. Don’t you sco that man loan-
ing over tho very edge of tho water?
Don’t you seo tho blood streaming
from his 10011111?”
1 could seo nothing, though I
looked in tho direction he sturod
wildly at. But he was a frail boy. and
thinking his nervous system shattered
J, to quiet and please him. got out
und walked down tho stream, but
nothing could be seen of tho man.
-Presently ray friend called, n'omo
on; It was father, but ho i.ns gone.”
and his voice had a hollow ring; I
could almost liken it unto tho damp
clods on a codin falling. As wo drove
away 1 said: “Do you have such
spells often?” and ho answered:
“Never before, but are you suro fath-
er is well?”
••Yes. ho is well and hau gone to
church when 1 loft ’
Dcspito my attempt to quiet him ho
begged me to drive fast, and as wo
drew up in front of the gale at home
we mot four men carrying a man.
from whoso mouth life blood was
streaming. My friend jumped out,
and tho first words ho exclaimed
were: “Jt is father, nut lie is gono.”
It was true. I pon leaving church he
had coughed and broken a blood vessel
and diod just a> hi* son had seen him
on the waters—tua - iters of death.
Another strange thing is this: It
had been years -inco i passed that
ghastiy stream, '. hero fate had walked
until three weeks ago, and just beforo
twihght falling 1 again entered that
forest, auda young lady was with mo.
Mic was describing a beautiful wed-
ding which was soon to be, and sho
was ono of tho bridesmaids. Tho
rainbow tints could never vie with all
the colors she painted therm but I
could only hear the wayward whirls
of that prophetic stream. Every tree
around seemed to bear the scar of
battle-shocks. The grassy fringe
that hung around tho borders of tho
waters .-eemed to droop their heads,
and the moss-voiled-faces of the rocks
frowned wrath fully, “and oh let mo
tell you something so remarkable
about it,” she said just as our horses1
feet splashed in the stream.
I shuddered as sho told mo thoy
had ordered white gloves for six brides-
maids and two pair had been sent for
mourning wear. Naturally the thing
being told right ther<? I felt the thrill
of terror and knew it was a war,! ng
sad. Two days from then a message
came from strangers in a distant
land, saying two young men were
drowned, tho same two who were to
stand in that wedding array with the
two girls who had received tho mourn-
ing gloves, and while those black
gloves may not be worn, around many
a heart is draped the mourning veil
and God’s shadow which follows a:ter
prayer comes in tho holy hush and
kisses the woe-worn faces of the com-
rades and friends of our boys.
An Experience Tint l*« llnrueil Into it
tVenterner'fl Memory.
• I had an oxpcrlenco in Nebraska
In 1860 that I can sco yot whenever 1
shut my eyes," said Ma or Tom
Stephens to a Globo-Democrat scribe.
•I piloted a party of emigrants across
tho plains and was returning alone to
the Missouri. It was a trifle risky,
but my business was urgent, and 1
was so well mounted that 1 had littlo
fear of Indians. It was in 1I10 latter
part of September, and as theio had
boon no rain for two months tho tall
grass was like so much tinder. Ono
night 1 camped on :» small tributary
of the Middle J.oup. It was a small,
spring-fed rlvulot dostitu'o of timber
and almost hidden by tho rank grass.
1 lmd not slept long whon I was
awakened by tho neighing of my
horse, and was horrified to find tho
pruirio to the south of mo afire and a
strong wind sweeping it down upon
1110. I mounted and started for tlie
Loup, 601110 live miles north, but be-
fore half the distance was covered my
hor-e put his fool in :i hole, fell, and
broke a log.
“The flro hemmed me in by a semi-
circle and was coming on with terri-
ble rapidity. The whole heavens
seemed to be a sheet of roaring llamo.
I thought suro I was done for. I have
heard that men brought face to face
with death remember every ovil deed
of their live-, but I simply stood
there in tlie dry grass nnd watched
the sublimo spectacle. 1 felt that mv
doom was sealed and deliberately
waited for it. Suddenly a new dan-
ger confronted ma A vast herd of
buffalo flying beforo tho lire was bear-
ing down upon me. 1 was to be
trampled to (loath unJ cremated after-
wards! As tho vast mass came thun-
dering on I instinctively started and
ran. Several door went scurrying by
mo, and I fancied I could fool the hot
breath of tho herd of bulTalo on tlie
back of ray neck. I was suddenly
thrown into the air and landed length-
wise adtoss the back of a biff bull.
•1 fastened my lingers in his shaggy
coat and managed 10 bostrldo him,
and thus mounted I was carried lo
tho i.oup river, whore I was thrown
off by tho branch of a troo. I man-
aged to swing to it, however, and
thus saved myself from being tram-
pled to death. Tho herd plunged
across tho shallow river and 1 took
refuge from tho approaching flames
in its muddy waters. Throo days
lator J was picked up. more dead than
alive. by an emigrant train. 1 spent,
first and last, more than fifteen years
on tho plains, and had many close
calls, but tho midnight ride on a buf-
falo’s back with the Loup river in
front and tho fires of Gehenna roaring
in the rear. was. I think as remark-
able as any of the inventions of tho
yellow-back literati. ”
§
LITTLE ONES FOR A CENT.
?lay Hr Slic Wan Ilfglit.
“I wonder,” said tho good looking
young fellow just out of college, why
thoy make fun of young people who
have recontly finished their studies.”
“I know," replied the swoot girl
graduate.
“Why is it?"
“They aro jealous.”—Washington
Star.
ncti'riuhii'j! in 1,1. .Vllnil.
“It isn’t’causo, perhaps, you’li :,ct
a whipping, mamma,” explained a
six-year-old, “that makes a boy do
things you toll him; it’s ’cause he's
’ermined in liis mind.”
Which delicious bit of child wis-
dom is referred to parents as a valua-
j hie hint Touch tho boy or girl tho
; obedienco which comes of “’tormin-
S ing in his mind,” and tho battlo is
j over.—Philadelphia Times.
Tliclr Proper Place.
Mrs. Cobwigger—I’ve made you
I several neckties, love. They’ll come
in handy.
Cobwiggor—Yes. my dear. Remind
mo of them tho next timo you’re
making a crazy quilt
III?* State of Peelin'^.
'•Well, my boy. how did you feel
when you proposed?”
“I felt for my hat.”—Truth.
“1 hate to give these clothes away,”
remarked Jagson as lie opened the
mildewed chest, “but it is a case of
must.”
Dix—I notice you always compli-
ment your wife's gown and tell her
she looks very stylish in it. Hicks—
You bet; if I didn’t she’d be striking
mo for another.
“It's no use, mamma,” protested the
tired and sleepy little girl at church.
“1 can't hold mv eyes open another
minute longer. lie’s only got to ‘lin-
eally my brethren.’ ”
Ethel —l just am almost sure that
tho market reporter boards here.
Helen—Why do you think so? Ethel
—Why, the very first thing in the re-
port is ‘butter growing stronger.’ ”
“Oh. these twisty-in-and-out and
doubled-over streets of Boston!” said
a Chicago visitor. “How does one ever
find tlie way? 1 should think you
would have to take your brainiest men
for street-car drivers!”
Tho man down there at that table,’
said the wait ir, glaring at somebody
at the other end of the room, “is no
gentleman. That’s all I’ve got to say.”
“What’s the matter with him?” asked
the cashier. “He’s breaking them
lemonade straws so we can’t use 'em
again, doggone him.”
There is a young fellow in a whole-
sale house who is not particularly
strong on spelling. The other day he
made out a shipping bill for “fourty”
barrels of Hour. When his employer
called his attention to the peculiar
spelling of the word forty he said:
“Oh, yes; how vi*ry careless of me, I
left out the gh!”
“Well,” said Mrs. Bruggins, after a
solo by a fashionable church choir
tenor, “if that ain’t the rudest thing
I ever saw!” “What?” inquired her
niece. “Why, didn’t you notice it?
•lust as soon as that young 'man began
to sing every other member of the
choir stopped. But he went right
through with it, and I must say I ad-
mire his spunk.”
Johnny, aged four, and Ilarry, aged
five, had been left at home with their
sister, mother having gone out. When
bedtime came they wanted to stay up
for mother, and it was hard work to
get them to bed. Harry maintained a
stolid indifference, but Johnny cried
lustily. Their sister listened at the
bottom of the stairs, hoping that they
would soon be good. At last Johnny
stopped, and the listener heard him
say: “You cry, Ilarry, I’m tired.”
A NEW TRADE.
Own It lie Ttixt Mother Nature In the Real
.Manufacturer of Money.
Tho argument that government
can’t raako (that is, create.) money,
since the veriest simpleton in the land
knows that tho individual who at-
tempts to do so will be railroaded to
ihe penitentiary for counterfeiting,
carries with it the implication that
money is a product of nature. Out-
side of man, in his individual or col-
lective capacity, the only generative
forco capable of transmuting the
material things of earth into factors
necessary for the continued advance-
ment of civilization is nature, says tho
National Economist. Then, taking
tho position that money is not created
by law, compels the belief that
nature, instead of boing always the
same staid, solemn. eternal, un-
changeable foico that men have
always believed her to ho is, in tho
matter of money, at least, ono of tho
most fickle and flighty creatures im-
aginable; for sho not only creates a
different kind of money for every dif-
ferent government in tho world, but
sho creates many different kinds of
money of different denominations for
each government Thus gold, silver,
copper, nickel, brass, paper, etc., aro
each omployod by her in tho manu-
facture of money. In this country sho
gives us dollars, dimes and cents; in
England tho denominations aro
changed into pounds, shillings and
ponce; in Germany into kruet/ers.
guilder* pfennings, oto. Such as-
sumptions as those aro calculated to
make nature appear ridiculous. Tho
truth is, nature has no more to do
with tho creation of rfioney than she
bus to do with tho creation of a cot-
ton-gin or grain .binder, or any ono of
tho thousands of things into which
men have changed tho material pro-
vidod by her. into things for thoir own
comfort and advancement. Sho pro-
vides the matter Lorn which every-
thing is made.
But tho fact that governments have
for a long time assumed that tho
proper material from which to mako
money is gold or silver, no more
constitutes those metals “natural
money" than does tlie fact that C’ala
slow Abel with :i dub constitute the
manner of Abel’s death tho natu-
ral” wny' to die. Upon tho theory
that ‘age and custom1' .ustify tho
use of silver and gold as money, can
ho justified tho existence of crime,
human slavery* corruption and skull-
duggery of every kind. becuu»o these
things are. all of thorn older oven
than tho use of mono, of any kind.
And yet, ono of tho strong- st. argu-
ment* or. at least, ono of the strong-
est points always lingeringly and
lovingly dwelt upon by our “wise
men” in thoir advocacy of these
metals as tho only proper money
material, is tho fact that their use has
boon sanctioned by custom and tnndo
venerable by ago. To a min I capable
of consecutive, analytical thinking, it
would seem that the very fact that
the bnre-iegged barbarians of thous-
ands of \ears ago used those metals
for money materials is ot itself sutti-
giont to east a deoj), dense shade of
suspicion over their real utiiity for
that purpose. Tho incontrovertible
truth i* that many, lawful money tho
lender of which cannot be refused
without prejudice to one's claim, is a
creature of man in his aggregate or
governmental capacity, and the only
milk in the financial cocoanut is in
volved in the question as to how tht*
wealth-producers of tho nation will
profitably avail thcmsqlves of this
governmental function.
1 Pertinent (piory.
If it takes a forco of more than one
thousand Federal soldiers of all arms
to put down a rising of discontented
miners in Idaho, and an army of eight
thousand five hundred rnen—horse,
foot, nrtillery nnd Gatlings—to allay
tho trouble at Homestead, what
amount of armed force will be requis-
ite to maintain “law and ordor" whon
tho whole industrial army of the
country comes to consciousness of its
rights and begins to assert them? And
how long will tho people support
national guards and Federal forces
for tho bcne.it of plutocrats? J.ouvo
those bumptious employers to tight
their quarrel out with their workmen,
and see how quickly thoy will coino
to an understanding about wages. It
ill becomes a state supposed to bo
founded on democratic principles of
government to back up such men as
Frick in thoir assumption of the pow-
er of life and death ovor fcllow^citi-
MometVilng IfoK.’ii in Denmark.
The various farm and labor organi-
zations of this country never had but
one object, and that was tho emanci-
pation and elevation of tho wealth
producers of this nation and that ob-
ject is by no means abandoned. Evory
laboring man. yea, every man in the
government knows that there exists
to-day a condition of allairs that
should not exist Wo realize that
there is something radically wrong
and miiny of us think that wrong can
be removed by tho united efforts of
tho laboring millions of this country.
When tho men who produce tho
wealth to maintain a nation cannot
enjoy even tho comforts of life, much
less the luxuries, while men who pro-
duce none of the wealth have every
luxury desired, thero is beyond ques-
tion “Something rotten in the st&te
of Denmark. ’’
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Sawyer, Hamlin W. The Oklahoma Herald. (El Reno, Okla. Terr.), Vol. 4, No. 33, Ed. 1 Friday, September 23, 1892, newspaper, September 23, 1892; El Reno, Oklahoma. (https://gateway.okhistory.org/ark:/67531/metadc912341/m1/1/: accessed March 28, 2024), The Gateway to Oklahoma History, https://gateway.okhistory.org; crediting Oklahoma Historical Society.