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THE FUTURE OF MEXICO
The news that General Carranza, the Mexican constitutionalist
leader, proposes to remove his headquarters to Saltillo, thus making
that city the seat of the revolutionary government, gives timely inter
est to an article recently published in the Seattle Post-Intelligencer,
winch said:
“The fact that the military operations of Villa have come to a
practical end, and that he is taking no more steps in a movement on
Southern Mexico, revives interest in the story that the real object of
the constitutionalists, with the accomplishment of which they will be
content, temporarily, at least, is the institution of a separate republic
in Northern Mexico.
“The northern states of Mexico—Sonora, Chihuahua, Coahuila,
Nuevo Leon, Tamaulipas and Sinaloa—lorm a separate grand divi
sion of Mexico, with marked differences not only in climatic condi
tions and natural resources, but racially, from the southern and cen
tral states. In this northern division the constitutionalists are now
in power, with the exception of a few strongholds which are still held
by the federal troops, but which could hardly be retained by them
without reinforcements if they were attacked in force by the united
constitutionalists.
“It is worth while to note that it is in these northern states that
the bulk of American investments in Mexico have been made. Here
are the rich mines in which American money has been placed; the big
cattle ranches, the railroads, lumber mills and the like, financed by
American ca pital.
“It is in Northern Mexico, controlled by the constitutionalists, that
American property has been destroyed and American lives lost. In
that part of Mexico which is controlled by Huerta there has been little
reason to complain of the treatment accorded Americans. Perhaps
if the northern republic should be created, as is suggested, Huerta
would make no immediate effort to retain it. Perhaps, also, if the con
stitutionalists should succeed in setting up a government over that
section and establishing it as an independent republic, there could be
some compensation made by the new government for the millions of
dollars of damage done to American interests by the troops of that
government while acting as rebels against the government of Mexico
proper."
TARIFF AGITATION RECEIVES A RESPITE
The New York World, in a review of business and financial condi
tions in New Jersey, announces the decision of Julius Forstman, a man
ufacturer of woolen goods at Passaic, to construct a $1,090,000 plant
for the manufacture of worsteds.
This announcement carries special significance, as when the
woolen goods schedule was under consideration by congress Forstman
was one of the manufacturers who appeared before the committee
and insisted with great vigor that if the rates proposed by the Demo
cratic party were adopted he would be obliged to go out of business.
He explained that in his early life he was a manufacturer of woolen
goods in Germany, and that after learning the business in that country
he came to the United States and established the plant at Passaic.
Forstman, representing the other woolen manufacturers of the
country, prepared a woolen schedule which he asked the congress to
adopt. Among so-called woolen experts Forstman was referred to
during the tariff discussion as “the man with the last word on the
woolen schedule.” In other words, he was regarded as the highest
authority in the woolen manufacturing business.
As it turns out, this New Jersey manufacturer of worsteds not
only did not have to close his mill at Passaic, but he discovered, ac
cording to the admission which he now makes, that he can prosper
under the new tariff even to a larger degree than he did under the old
law. And so he proposes to show his confidence in the new woolen
schedule—w'hich he said would put him out of business—by erecting a
new plant for the manufacturing of worsteds at a cost of $1,000,000.
Instances of this kind are becoming so common that the Repub
licans are losing all enthusiasm over propositions to make the tariff
an issue in the coming congressional campaign.
Aside from the fact that one’s sympathies should be with the
law in its dealings with crime, we are apt to turn with disgust and
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loathing from the methods sometimes adopted by so-called “detec
tives” in securing evidence against their victims. Particularly revolt
ing is the story of how Frank Oppenheimer, a detective, who was the
principal witness against Mrs. Cynthia Buffom when the latter was con
victed of murder at Salamanca, N. Y., recently. There was no direct
evidence that Mrs. Buffom had poisoned her husband, but suspicion
was strong. So Oppenheimer, posing as a Buffalo capitalist, wormed
himself into the confidence of the woman. Using the information
that the detective gained in this way, the state succeeded in getting an
indictment against Mrs. Buffom and convicting her. A published por
trait shows the gallant detective and his trusting quarry m an affection
ate and lover-hke pose before the camera.
Andy Carnegie has been breaking into print again, this time to
tell an interested public that “the greatest and best of our race have
been nurtured in the bracing school of poverty,” and that “the pos
session of rank and wealth is almost fatal to greatness and goodness.”
who he thinks are much better off if they are not brought up in luxury.
He has reference to the influence of wealth and rank upon young men.
Of course the hero of the Homestead riots desires to call attention tc
the fact that he was reared in lowly circumstances, and therefore did
not encounter the almost fatal bar to “greatness and goodness.”
The robin, that noisy, saucy songster with the instincts of a high
wayman, is returning to his haunts in this vicinity in increasing num
bers. The hills and valleys resound with his announcement that the
summer season is imminent. He is “welcome as the flowers in May.”
OUR 1,750,000 CHILD TOILERS
Chil i labor in a rich and prosperous coun
try such as ours is indeed a strange paradox.
Every morning an army of one and three
quarter million child workers, 10 to 15
years of age. goes forth to labor ei;ht, nine,
ten. and sometimes eleven hours m >ur fac
tories. sweatshops, mines, glass works, can
neries, fields or street trades. Every night
these weary thousands turn homeward, too
worn for play or anything else but to snatch
a restless sleep to enable them to go to
work again at 7 or 8 o’clock the next
morning.
More startling still is the growth of this
national evil. During the twenty years end
ing in 1900 the federal census shows that
while child laborers increased 56 per cent
more by 12 per cent than the increase in
child population -little girl workers in
creased 65 per cent. This, then, is the
[.reparation we are giving to the future
mothers of our land.
Child labor means not only stunted
growth long hours, physical overstrain,
night work, but also a lamentable shorten
ing of the school life of these children. The
result of this to our country the United
States commissioner of education has told
us. “The federal census fur the year 1910,”
says Commissioner Claxton, “shows that at
the time the census was taken there were
in the United States 5,516.163 persons 10
years of age and over unable to read and
write. In double line of march, at inter
vals of three feet, these 5,516,163 illiterate
persons would extend over a distance of
1,567 miles—more than twice the distance
from Washington city to Jacksonville, Fla.
Marching at the rate of twenty-five miles a
day, it would require more than two months
for them to pass a given point. A mighty
army is this, with their banners of black
ness and darkness inscribed with the
legends of illiteracy, ignorance, weakness,
helplessness- and hopelessness—too large for
the safety of our democratic institutions, for
the highest good of society and for the
greatest degree of material prosperity."
Much has been accomplished to shorten
the hours and better the conditions under
which children labor. So long, however, as
little workers 5 years of age and upward
toil early and late in dark tenements in
our large cities, stemming artificial flowers,
finishing pants, or fluting feathers, or snip
ping beans in up-state canning factories,
frew York is just as guilty as her sister
states which permit children to work in the
mill at 10 years of age or allow 14-year-old
night toilers in their glass works.
To open the eyes of the blind to see and
realize the far reaching significance of these
conditions is the mission of the national and
the state child labor committees. How long
before these little bands of friends of chil
dren will be mightily increased so that they
will rise up in the power of a righteous
cause an 1 say with a loud voice, “Thor,
shalt not!” to all employers of little chil
dren ? George A. Hall, Secretary New
York Child Labor Committee.
HUNTING EXPEDITION
TERMINATES IN DISASTER
Equipped for a two weexs’ hunting trip
and well supplied with everything necessity
t i make such an excursion enjoyable, a
party of four men left Flat last Monday
! n high spirits, only to return a couple of
! hours later, sans boat, sans bedding, sans
grub and firearms—sans everything. In
deed, they were thankful that they escaped
; with their lives.
' The party was made up of Jim Finnegan,
captain; Sid Norris, mate; Chester Brink,
crew, and G. K. Lloyd (the “Gentleman
Kid”), cabin boy. The plan was to go by
boat down Otter creek, and thence to the
lditarod river, amt spend the long spring
days on the banks of that placid stream
hunting and fishing to their hearts’ content.
Half the population of Flat was on hand
to see them depart and wish them luck,
and also to offer bantering encouragement
and suggestion. But there was no gay
•crowd to welcome them on their return.
The party made a good start, and the
boat embarked on its journey down the
creek, loaded to the guards with supplies
sufficient to insure two weeks of luxurious
hunting. But things went wrong from the
outset. Possibly because he was unused
to handling oars, and probably imagining
they were manipulated in the same manner
as billiard cues, the “Gentleman Kid” ap
plied too much “English” to his port oar,
with the result that it floated off down
stream, thus crippling the motive power of
the craft.
Md IN orris was put ashore and made a
dash down the creek in an effort to re
cover the oar, leaving his companions to
manage the boat and its freight. On his
return up-stream his attention was at
tracted to various articles floating on the
torrent, which led him to believe the ex
pedition had met with disaster. When Nor
ris arrived on the scene of trouble he found
that the boat with its three occupants had
made another start down stream, and in
Endeavoring to avoid floating ice the craft
had struck a snag and been overturned,
throwing its occupants into the water. Un
fortunately Brink was thrown under the
capsized boat, and for a time matters looked
rather serious. However, nothing worse
than a chilly ducking was suffered by the
party, but their entire equipment was lost.
The party returned to Flat in a much
more inconspicuous manner than marked
their departure. Much sympathy was ex
pressed at their misfortune, especially in
the case of Lloyd, who is understood to be
the heaviest loser.
“A LITTLE CHILD SHALL LEAD
THEM”
I'm not going to tell you her name. It
wouldn’t lie fair to her, or to her daddy,
or to me. She’d lose a new-made friend,
and I’d lose a new-made friend; and she
can’t afford it, and neither can I—nobody
can. I never saw her before yesterday
morning--election morning. She seemed
to be waiting for me as 1 walked down over
the hill, in the damp and the struggling
sunshine, on my way to work. I m not a
good guesser, because I haven’t any of my
own, but I'll say she was 6 years old, as
figures go, but older than you or I or any
grown-up in a faith in those she loved.
“You’re going to vote for my daddy, ain’t
you, mister?” a little voice piped up. And
a face that didn’t smile, but broke into
inquisitive wrinkles around the eyes, looked
up at me. And I asked her who her daddy
was, and she told me. And I couldn t
“story" to her. I'or 1 knew her daddy, and
in the mill where men grind out their daily
bread he was a loafer, and I and other men
thought him a hypocrite. So I talked to
her about her doll that she carried in her
arms, carefully wrapped in a little woolen
shawl, so it wouldn’t get cold, she told me,
and use so many handkerchiefs. And she
told me a wonderful tale of another doll
that she threatened to go and get and leave
me waiting while she went. And I “stoned ’
to her. and told her I’d stop some morning
as I went by. And then she took me by
the coat with a little dimpled hand as I
tried to say good-by. “You’re going to
vote for daddy, ain’t you?" And I looked
down into her face and my two hands
almost encircled her little body as I raised
her up and kissed her right on the lips,
and told her that I wasn’t going to vote
for her daddy, but that I was going to put
a cross opposite his name for her. And at
that there must be something worth voting
for in a man with a child like my little
friend.- Ye Towne Gossip, in Seattle Post
Intelligencer.
GUNGA DIN
You may talk o' gin and beer,
When you're quartered safe out 'ere,
An' you're sent to penny-lights an’ Aider
shot it;
But when it er.rnes to slaughter you will
do your work ou water
And you'll lick the bloomin' boots of 'ini
that's got it.
Now in lujia's sunny clinic, where I used
to spend my time,
A-servin' of Vr majesty the queen,
or all them black-fared crew, the finest
man I knew
Was our regimental bhristi, Gunga Din!
He was "Din! 1 >ill! Dill!
You limpin' lump o’ brick dust, Gunga Din!
II.1 slippery liiherao, water, get it! Banco
lao!
You squidgy-nosed oh! idol, Gunga Din!"
The uniform 'e wore
Was nothin’ much before
\n’ rather less than 'arf o’ that behind—
for a piece of twisty rag
\;i' a goatskin water bag
Was all the Held equipment V could ilncl.
When all the sweatin’ troop train lay
In a sidin’ through the day.
Where the heat would make your bloomin’
ey» balls eraw!.
We shouted “Harry By!''
Till our throats were bn ky dry,
Then we wi-pjird ini cause 'e couldn't
serve us all.
It was "Din: Din: Din!
You ’eathen, where the mischief ’ave you
been ?
Y"U juit some juldee in it. or I'll marrow
you till' minute
IT you d' n't till up my helmet. Gunga Din!”
T! would dot and carry one
Till the longest day was done;
And ’e didn't seem to know the use of
fear.
!f we charged, or broke, or cut.
You could bet your bloomin’ nut
I'd be waitin’ fifty paces right and rear,
With his mussirk on his back
K would skip with our attack
An’ watch us till the bugles made “Retire.”
An’ for all ’is dirty ’ide
He was white, clear white, inside,
When v went to tend the wounded, under
lire:
it was “Din: Din: Din:”
With the bullets kickin’ dust spots on the
green;
When the cartridges ran out
You could hear the front ranks shout:
“Hi: ammunition mules and Ginga Din!”
’E lifted up my ’ead
An’ 'e plugged me where I bled
An’ ’e guv me ’arf-a-pint o’ water—green;
it was crawlin' an’ it slunk.
But of all the drinks I drunk
I’m gratefulest for one from Gunga Din:
It was “Din! Din! Din!"
’Ere’s a beggar with a bullet through ’is
spleen;
’E’s clawin’ up the ground
An’ ’e’s kickin’ all around;
For Gawd’s sake git the water, Gunga Dm!
’E carried ine away
To where a Doolie lay
An’ a bullet come an’ drilled the beggar
clean.
’E put me safe inside,
An’ just before ’e died
“I ’ope you liked your drink,” said Gunga
Din.
So I’ll meet ’im later on
At the place where ’e is gone—
Where it’s always double drill and no can
teen;
’E’li be squattin’ on the coals
Givin’ drink to poor damned souls.
An’ 1'il git a swig In hell front Gunga Din:
Yes, “Din! Din! Din!”
You l.azarushiun-leather Gunga Din!
Though I’ve belted you an’ ayed you,
By the livin’ Gawd that made you,
You’re a better man than I am, Gunga Din!
—Rudyard Kipling.
Judged by His Picture
If Villa ever needs to hide,
And would not leave a trace,
His very best disguise would be
To go and wash his face.
—Houston Post.
HUERTA’S REIGN OF TERROR
Vera Cruz, March 7. With the two Ma
deros and Suarez murdered, and countless I
others who opposed him “mysteriously
missing,” Huerta’s dictatorship developed
into a veritable reign of terror. Huerta’s
only hope of holding his blood bought
power was to shed more blood.
The house of deputies, not realizing to
what lengths the new president would dare
to go, began to protest against Hueita’si
method. One evening at 0 o’clock a cordon
of soldiers surrounded the house of depu
ties, while other soldiers entered and ar
rested 100 of the leading statesmen of
Mexico. They were herded to jail like com
mon prisoners, and they were hardly locked .
up in their cells before Huerta declared
himself dictator of the country. He called
an election. It was held. A new house
of deputies was chosen, every man of
whom was Huerta’s servant. At a pre ,
vious make-believe election Huerta had
been chosen president, but the votes were *
so few and so obviously controlled that even j
Huerta didn't dare to call himself elected ^
And so. with infinite craft, he ordered his
new house of deputies to declare that the ;
election was void and that another elec
tion be held on the oth of July, 1914, and
that in the meantime Huerta be consid
ered provisional president. This congress
also voted to Huerta dictatorial powers I
and then adjourned, leaving him in sole
possession of the government, in a situa
tion that made his word and order as
strong as any laws that both houses might
pass.
In the meantime rebel victories multi
plied; shortly every northern state was
in rebel hands. Francisco Villa, who had
been one of Madero's generals, took the
field with Carranza. It is true that Pas
cual Orozco went to Huerta's side, but a:
blight seemed to be placed on ail his for
mer prowess, and defeats met him at e\ery
turn. How to get money and how to raise
an army were Huerta’s problems. He set
about to do "these things, but every dollar
he raised by taxation only made him a
new enemy, and every peon whom he;
forced into the army only gave him an
other soldier on whom he could not de
pend. By the seventh month of this rule
he had built up a large army, and had1
distributed it about the country, but he
could not pay it.
"You must pay these soldiers, he or- t
tiered the business men and farmers of |
the various districts, “or I will withdraw!
them.” In many cases the business men
and farmers chose not to have the federal
soldiers in their localities. They preferred,
indeed, to have the rebels rule over them,
for the federate were men of a low class,
many of them conscripted criminals turned
loose from the jails, cruel, heartless and in
satiable for money, women anti alcohol.
Neither could Iluerta trust his officers. He
said once in a burst of confidence to Nelson
O’Shaughnessy, charge d’affaires in the
American embassy, "I can't trust my offi
cers. I only wish I had about 1.50 Ameri
can captains clown here. I’d clean those
rebels out in a short time.”
Graft prevailed in every corner of the
army. “One trouble is that nobody n my
army ever dies.’ said Huerta on another
occasion. "Death never causes any changes
in the payroll. Five hundred soldiers may
be killed in a battle, but the payroll never
shows it.” And so what money Huerta
was able to gather together in various ways
was vainly spent, in the main. It was like
pounding sand into a rat hole; he didn’t ;
get his money’s worth of military effort at j
any stage of the game. Even if the United 1
States had recognized him, however, and
he had been able to secure all the funds
he wished for, Huerta could not have
crushed the revolution against him. Proof
of this is the fact that Porfirio Diaz him
self, with $62,000,000 in his treasury and
means of securing much more, was forced
to yield to Madero’s demantis that he re
sign, Diaz knew that it was not money
he needed, but men; and he knew that the
time hatl come in Mexico when, among
the oppressed millions, there were not to
be found enough men to make up an army
that would support oppressors.
During the months that Huerta was hold- j
ing the government by force, Felix Diaz, I
nephew of the former president, and ac- j
complice of Huerta in the overthrow of
Madero, was discovering the truth of the
old adage, “Traitor to one, traitor to all.”
Huerta sent Diaz on a mission to Japan
to thank the government there for its
participation in the Mexican centennial
celebration of 1910. This was a laughable
mission. At least four men, leaders whom
the Maderos or Huerta desired to leave the
country, had been started off for Japan,
only to be stopped on the way, in Europe,
with orders to remain in Europe. As soon
as Diaz got his orders he knew their sig
nificance. He was to be thrust aside. But
he started, nevertheless. He got as far as
Victoria, B. C. Then he turned round and
started back for Mexico, determined to
make a fight for his rights. He landed
at Vera Cruz. He placed himself under the
protection of John Find, a special repre
sentative of President Wilson, who had been
sent to Mexico to endeavor to bring about
Huerta’s retirement. Within a few days
he saw that his life was in danger. In
the night he made his way to the American
consulate and asked to bo allowed to go
to an American warship in the harbor. His
request was granted, and within two days
he was in Havana, Cuba. But Huerta’s j
long arm followed him there. Three as
sassins tried to kill him. He escaped with
his life, though he was painfully injured.
DR. H. BEHLA,
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The Irish of Philadelphia have pledged
themselves to send an army of 50,000 men
to Ireland, if necessary, to fight for home
rule. It will cripple the police forces of
bur big cities if the movement actually
materialize.— Seattle Post-Intelligencer.
We guarantee satisfaction.
Clemons A Koon
Assessment V. ork Blanks at Pioneer.
Forfeiture Notice
To I . M. Si'gi-c:
Yu ui i-ivl • fit I that !. the un
ilrr-uni'il. ti.tvi • in!." 1 during the year
111 Ill'll'' It It It I lit t’V 11 alui thirteen ' 19 13 one
hill, lie,I d ,liars (#100 in labor and Im
,., mi - i ii tin- Maulin'. \s' i,nation
j.-ari l' mining ''liuin. on lcil limit of Moore
. I'.'* k. a lriliiilarv of the i'ak'.tna river, in
tu. McKinley mining clisim-t, Fourili dUi
-ii ,ii Territurv nl Alaska, nutlee or
location or whirl! is found In volume
lf ,u ji.ii.i- ll'o, of the records of said 111.
Mi■ Ki11i»-\ mining district, in order to hold
-aid i-.i'im under tile provisions or Section
-j;oij of the Revised Statutes, and the
.-iiiii-ndmcnis i • retu approved January 22,
jssn rinirerning annual labor upon mining
Claim's, being the amount required to hold
saul |U|H I r mining elaim Tor the period
ending on tile :: 1 -’ day of December. 1B13.
Vn-l li within ninety days after the pub
lication of tins notice you rail or refuse to
.liltliljuti- your proportion of surli expru
dini;v as a i-i -owner, your interest in t.-ie
Mammy Assoc iatinn placer mining elaim
Will bri-oino 111'- pi ipei'iy nr the subscriber,
your co-owner, who Mas made the required
expenditure, bv the term* nr said section.
CECIL BARLOW.
First publication, Feb. 'Ji. 1914.
Last publication. May 93, 1911.
Notice of Forfeiture
To A. Arndt, Theresa Arndt and Jos. Mlkuta.
their heirs and assigns, and to all
persons claiming by. through or under
them and each of them:
You and e.e'h of you are hereby notified
that Hie undersigned, co-owner, has ex
pended one hundred dollars during the
year 19 13 in labor and improvements upon
'that certain placer mining claim
known and described as the "Wild
Cat" Association Placer Mining Claim,
situate* three miles boloyv loyver dis
covery on Bear creek, a tributary of the
Ttiliksak river, in the Kuskokwim mining
and recording precinct, Territory or Alaska.
Said claim yvas located on the Jath day of
February. 1919, and recorded in Vol. 7 of
Locations, at page 33, or the records or
the recorder of the said Kuskokwim re
cording precinct.
Sudi labor yvas performed and improve
ments made for tile purpose of holding
said claim, and constituted the annual as
sessment work for the year ending Decem
ber 31, 1913.
You and each of you are Hereby further
notified that unless you pay your propor
tion of said expenditures, together with the
cost of this advertisement, to the under
signed within ninety BO days after the
date of the last publication of this notice,
your interest in said claim will become the
property of the undersigned co-owner, un
der Section 9324, Revised Statutes of the
United States. DOMINICK SORAC1,
Co-Owner.
First publication. May 2, 19 14.
Last publication, Aug. I, 1914.
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