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THE CONSTITUTION MEANS WHAT IT SAYS
To Americans who have been inclined to be pessimistic as to the
future of American institutions, owing to the frequent miscarriages of
lustice, the ignoring of the people s rights by wealthy corporations ano
individuals, and the apparent indifference to invasions of constitutional
guaranties by means of secretly-manipulated legislation, there is re
newed hope and promise in the announcement that the supreme court
of the United Stales has nullified the obnoxious grandfather clauses
in the constitutions of several o! the Southern states. While there is
and always has been a difference of opinion as to the wisdom of the
adoption of the fifteenth amendment to the constitution of the United
States, there should be no dissension on tne point that that amendment
means what it says, and that all attempts to evade it or nullify it by
action of individual states is wrong.
The provision of the Oklahoma constitution, which was the one
under review bv the court, pretended to establish a literary test tor
suffrage. But it exempted from its provisions all persons who were
voters in any form of government prior to January I, !8oo, or de
scendants of such voters. While states may fix requirements for suf
frage, such as residence, mental condition, education, and ownership
of property, and they may deny the vote to various classes of the popu
lation, the supreme court finally has held that they cannot deny it to
men solely on account of their race, color or previous condition of
servitude, through the fixing of arbitrary dates intended to affect only
ex-slaves and their descendants.
The Oklahoma “grandfather clause” was directed solely at the 8
per cent negro population. Indians were exempted from its provisions,
for the tribes had “a form of government.” Literally applied, others
than negroes would have been barred, but none have been. Prior to
1866 there were a few states of the Union which did not have univer
sal suffrage. It would have affected descendants of certain Europeans
not naturalized by 1866. But in practice no white man was asked as
to his ancestral disabilities. The literacy test was a farce in most of the
counties. At one election professors in the colored college were dis
franchised, although highly educated. In some pia'-e- negroes were
compelled to write 4.000 words of the constitution, only to he denied
the vote because a few “t’s” were not crossed. In some counties the
election officers enforced the clause fairly, but as a general thing it was
made a test of endurance rather than of literacy. Its object was tc
disfranchise enough negroes to manipulate the elections. It was
adopted by use of a trick ballot, which “voted itself” unless scratched
out, and the returns were not made, it is said, in conformity with the
provisions of the constitution.
Much as many Northerners sympathize with the people of the
?outh in their effort to guard against negro domination, they do not
indorse the revolutionary action of the Southern states which have
attempted to circumvent a constitutional provision. The grandfather
clause” was a rather clumsy attempt to legalize an already existing
illegal situation, and as such was properly condemned.
FINANCING MEXICAN REVOLUTIONS
A recent press dispatch stated that at a court trial in Los Angeles
N. Z. Zogg, a self-styled Mexican revolutionist, testified under oath that
he had been employed by General Harrison Gray Otis, owner of the
Los Angeles Times, and General Viljoen, an ex-Boer leader, to foment
a revolution in Mexico, apparently for the purpose of causing the United
States to intervene. This revolution, according to Zogg, had been ar
ranged for and would take place in Lower California. It would appear
from the developments that Zogg was telling the truth, as the details
of what is happening correspond closely with his testimony or. the wit
ness stand.
It has been many times hinted that the various revolutions in
Mexico were being financed by outside interests, but heretofore these
have managed to keep in the background. That the virtuous Harrison
Gray Otis, millionaire owner of the Los Angeles Times, should have
been one of the prime movers in an effort to stir up bloodshed in order
to secure United States protection for his Mexican property is pecul
iarly devilish in view of the spasms of righteous indignation which he
gave vent to when in the course of his bitter fight on workingmen a
crazed group of fanatics destroyed his newspaper plant, entailing loss
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of life to his employes. It is such men as Otis, who believe that “rights
of capital” are paramount to all else, and are not willing to concede
human rights even to the extent of allowing workingmen to organize
for their own protection, that have helped to make of Mexico a wil
derness and kept it bathed in the blood of its ignorant and oppressed
peons for years. The crime of the fanatical McNamaras is not to be
compared in its fiendish conception with that of the oil trusts, the min
| ing syndicates and men of the Otis stripe of hypocrites.
LLOYD GEORGE, STATESMAN OR POLITICIAN
Sneaking of that most remarkable of present-day statesmen,
David Lloyd George, the Seattle Post-Intelligencer has the following in
teresting editorial:
Lloyd George, who in the reorganization of the British cabinet took over the job of
handling the matter of supplying munitions of war to the army, has demonstrated how
the arts of a politician can be used to advantage in matters of high public moment. In
lact, his use of political arts in this connection approached if it did not actually reach
statesmanship. He has secured (he practical assent both of the manufacturers and of the
men to the passage of the bill introduced into parliament giving the government control
of the manufacture of munitions of war and practically compelling the men to work
faithfully in that industry.
The first step was to induce the workingmen to send a-delegation of their own num
ber, picked by the unions, not by the employers, to the front, to see conditions there and
thus to realize the imperative necessity for speeding uo the work of making war supplies,
j They had absolute freedom to ask all kinds of questions from the men at the front. The
home workers returned with the knowledge that the Germans were far better equipped
with ammunition than their own soldiers, and that it was up to them to make good the
deficiency. They returned with a determination that the workers in the munitions fac
tories should shirk no more.
They are therefore prepared to back the government in its plan to coerce the indi
vidual recalcitrant. Lloyd Geeorge’s plan is for an industrial court in each district, made
up of one union laborer, one representative of the employers and one of the crown, with
power to fine and otherwise punish every laborer who does not do his duty to his country.
Profits of employers ere to be limited to a maximum, and beyond that figure will go to
the public treasury, while the union rate of wages will continue as it stands.
Assured that the employers ar making no exorbitant profits, while they are making
I more wages, the men are now willing to do their full part. The employers are likewise
satisfied. Neither offers any objection to the government regulation, the limitation of
■ irof.ts and the coercii n to be imposed on the recalcitrant. The politician was shown in
his manner of conciliating the opinion of those to be affected by the proposed law in ad
vance of its submi'don to parliament, and thus getting the needed legislation without
losing his own popularity.
It is noteworthy that many publicists, both in this country and in
England, are more willing to ascribe to Lloyd George ability as a politi
cian than as a statesman, losing sight entirely of the many acts which
proclaim him a statesman of the highest and truest order—one actuated
by motives of humanitariamsm as well as patriotism. No mere politi
cian could have inaugurated and carried to successful realization the
plans for the amelioration of the condition of the lower classes that
: Lloyd George is credited with. His ability to sympathize with the work
ingmen of Great Britain, as well as his recognition of the much cher
ished rights of all British subjects, gives him a standing with the masses
i which stands him in good stead as a member of the government m
times of need such as the present. The fact that he approves of seem
ingly harsh measures is warrant enough for the average British work
man that such measures are necessary, and tne confidence they fee! in
him wins the day. This would seem to be more than “approach to
\ statesmanship.” _
THE POMP AND PANOPLY OF WAR
The value of the spectacular in impressing upon conquered peo
ples the might and magnificence of the conqueror is appreciated by the
kaiser, just as it always has been in the case of military rulers. Inere
: is a suggestion of Caesar’s triumphal entries, of Bonaparte s love of
military display, and of the First Wiiiiam s occupation of Pans in the
: account of the kaiser’s entry into Lemberg, as given m the news dis
patches. Kaiser Wilhelm, states one account, at tne head of a hundred
, thousand of the flower of his army, rode into the city of Lemberg on
June 24. The entry was made with tremendous pomp and circum
stance, intended to celebrate what the Teutonic allies regard as the
final clearing of the invader from Austrian soil. The immense popu
lation of Jews, which constitutes a large proportion of the total popula
tion of Lemberg, almost went wild with joy at the return oi the reu
onic armies and the expulsion of the Russian garrison. The whole city
was en fete when the kaiser and a brilliant staff rode into the main
streets, and if the city were Petrograd itself the demonstration of joy
by the Germans and Austrians could hardly have been greater. The
opinion seems to be that the display was intended to impress the Rou
manians as well as the Austrian population.
The dispatches state that the kaiser is making preparations to
make a triumphal entry into Warsaw, accompanied by the kaiserin,
, and if the fates should determine that the ancient Polish city should fali
to the kaiser, a gorgeous military display may be looked for.
DO OUR PUBLIC SCHOOLS
TEACH FALSE HISTORY?
Military service during the youth of every
; male citizen of the United States was sug
, gested as a means of providing a sufficient
reserve army in a public address recently
! delivered by Colonel H. O. S. Heist and,
i U. S. A., adjutant general of the Central de
partment of the army.
Colonel Heist and said the United States
was totally unprepared for war, and urged
that the regular army and the national
guard were inadequate, and protested
against what he termed false history taught
the country.
“If at this minute/’ he said, “every one of
. the 90,000 regular soldiers in the United
States, cavalry, infantry and coast artillery,
were assembled in New \ ork, there would
not be enough men to man the guns on a
war footing.
“And if every one of the 112.000 national
guardsmen were assembled in New York city
there would not be enough to protect these
guns from attack, and those guns, as they
! are now situated, are a greater menace to
| New York than a protection, because all a
foe would have to do would be to turn them
i around and point them at New York city
and begin shooting.
‘Tor the purpose of deiense 1 would have
I every male citizen of the United States in
the early period of his life give a sufficient
time to the United States army to qualify
i himself in the essentials of a soldier. I would
j have him learn how to shoot and have him
j learn how to march. I would have him
learn how to take care of himself in the
field, how to pitch and roll up his tent, how
to ride his horse, how to cook his bread and
bacon and take care of his health, and,
above all, to submit his will to his com
mander. And I would have him do that
with very small pay.
“But the trouble with our people is that
they are suffering from false teaching. In
our school history we teach that in the war
of the revolution we whipped England; that
in the war of 1812 we whipped England;
that in the war with Mexico we whipped
her, and that in the war of our own rebel
lion we rose up from the fields and farms
and marched right out and put down the
rebellion.
“True, we whipped Mexico. We whipped
Spain. There is a slang phrase about taking
candy from a baby, and that is what we
did. We did not whip Great Britain in the
war of the revolution. Great Britain was
busy at home and quit because she had not
the slightest idea what kind of real estate
we had here.
“In the war of 1812 we were humiliated
and our capital burned and Great Britain,
because she was busy at home, quit with
out insisting on her rights.
“In the war of the rebellion two great
mobs of the finest citizenry that ever
stepped up to the cannon’s mouth stepped
un to the front without knowledge of or
fiazaticn or warfare for four straight years.
d at the end the one with the longest
purse and the greatest number of men tri
umphed. It was scarcely a war. It was
a conflict of mob organizations.
“What we want today is to teach our
people that we did not really ever in the
history of the world whip a loe worthy of
our steel, for we never have. But we have
in u.s the power, for there is not a really
good American who is not ready to die for
his country. I plead for a training of every
| citizen, so that if the time comes when we
I need to defend these institutions under
which we live so gloriously, he will be able
j to do so, and instead of dying a suicide.
| fx of becoming simply a foolish victim of
ih^ foe. he will have given a good account
of himself in the defense of his country. ’
; "HANDS ACROSS THE SEA"
IN ANOTHER DIRECTION
SAN FRANCISCO, July 8—Japanese
workers will be represented by two fraternal
^ delegates in the American Federation of
Labor convention, to be held in November.
Bunji Suzuki and Yoshi Matsu, both of
Tokio, delegates, will arrive here soon for a
series of visits to central labor bodies in
California, upon the invitation of San Pran
1 cisco labor leaders.
r Mr. Suzuki is president of the Friendship
Association, said to be the only labor or
ganization in Tokio. Mr. Matsu is a jour
neyman printer. _
PIONEER CREEK AGENCIES
FLAT CITY.Mrs. C. C. Chittick j
DISCOVERY OTTER . Harry Donnelley;
The
Titanic
Disaster..
By ELBERT HUBBARD
(It is one of the queer pranks of fate that
Elbert Hubbard, the gifted and eccentric
writer and publisher of The Philistine and
The Fra, should have been the author of the
following graphic description of the loss of
the great ocean liner Titanic, with its appall
ing death list. Because of the fact that he
himself met death when the Lusitania was
destroyed by a German torpedo, additional
interest is given to Hubbard’s inimitable
sketch.)
Would you have your name smell sweet
with the myrrh of remembrance and chime
melodiously in the ear of future days, then
cultivate faith, not doubt, and give every
man credit for the good he does, never seek
ing to attribute base motives to beautiful
acts. We are all heroes in process.
It is a night of a thousand stars. The
date, Sunday, April 14, 1912. The time,
11:20 p. ill. The place, off Cape Race
that cemetery of the sea.
Suddenly a silence conies—the engines
have stopped- the great iron heart of the
ship has ceased to beat.
Such a silence is always ominous to those
who go down to the sea in ships. "The
engines have stopped!” Eyes peer; ears
listen; startled minds wait! A half minute
goes by. Then the great ship groans, as
her keel grates and grinds. She reels, rocks,
struggles as if to free herself from a titanic
grasp, and as she rights herself, people
standing reach out to steady themselves.
Not a shock —only about the same sensa
tion that one feels when the ferryboat slides
into her landing slip, with a somewhat hasty
hand at the wheel. On board the ferry we
know what has happened- here we do not.
“An iceberg! ’ someone cries.
The word is passed along.
“Only an iceberg! Barely grated h ide
s',viped it that is all! Ah, ha.” The few
on ihe deck, and some of those in cabins
peering out of portholes, see a great white
mass go gliding by. A shower of broken
ice has covered the decks. Passengers pick
up specimens "for souvenirs to carry home,”
they laughingly say.
Five minutes pass—the engines start again
—but only for an instant. Again the steam
is shut off. Then the siren whistles cleave
:n-l saw the frosty air. Silence and the
sirens! Alarm, but no tumult—but why
blow the whistles when there is no fog? The
cold is piercing. Some who have come up
on deck return to their cabins for wraps
and overcoats.
The men laugh and a few nervously
smoke. It is a ccld,. clear night of stars.
There is no moon. The sea is smooth as a
summer pond. The great, towering iceberg
that loomed above the topmost mast has
done its wo rk unperturbed, gone on, disap
peared, piloted by its partners, the dark
ness and the night.
“There was no iceberg—you only imag
ined it.” a man declares. “Go back to bed.
there is no danger thi< ship cannot sink,
anyway!” says the managing director of the
company. In the lull of the screaming
siren, the hoarse voice of the captain is
heard caking through a megaphone from
the bridge - “My men! Remember you are
Britons! Man the lifeboats! Women and
children first!’’ “It sounds just like a play.”
says Henry Iranis to Major Butt.
Stewards ami waiters are giving out life
preservers ami showing passengers how to
put them on.
There is laughter—a little hysteric. “I
want my clothes made to order.” a woman
protests. “An outrageous fit! You have
given me a man’s size!”
The order of the captain is taken up and
repeated by other officers—“Man ihe life
boats ! Women and children first!”
“It’s a boat drill that’s ail!” a passen
ger says.
“A precautionary measure-—we’ll be go
ing ahead soon,” says Cieorge Widenrr to
his wife, in reassuring tones as he holds her
hand.
Women are loath to get into the boats.
Officers seize them, and half lift and push
them in. Children, crying, and some half
asleep, are passed over into the boats.
Mother-arms reach out and take the little
ones. Parentage and ownership are lost sight
of. Some beets are only half filled, so slow
are the women to believe that rescue is
necessary. The boats are lowered, awk
wardly, for there has never been a boat drill
on this ship, and assignments are being
made haphazard.
A sudden tilting of the deck hastens the
proceeding. The bows of the ship are set
tling there is a very perceptible list to star
board.
An Englishman, tired and blase, comes out
of the smoking room, having just ceased a
card game. He very deliberately approaches
an officer who is loading women and chil
dren into a lifeboat. The globe-trotter is
filling his pipe. “I si. orficer, you know;
what seems to be the matter with this
bloomin' craft, you know?”
“Fool!” roars the officer, with a pardon
able oath, “the .‘hip is sinking!” “Well,”
says the Englishman, as he strikes a match
on the rail. “Well, you know, if she is sink
ing. just let ’er down a little easy, you
knew.”
John Jacob Astor half forces his wife into
the boat. She submits, but much against
her will. He climbs over and takes a seat
beside her in the lifeboat. It is a ruse to
get her in—he kisses her tenderly—stands
up, steps lightly out and gives his place to
a woman.
“Lower away!” says the officer.
“Wait—here is a boy—his mother is in
there!”
“Lower away!” calls the officer—"there
is no more room.”
Colonel Astor steps back. George
Widener tosses him a woman’s hat, picked
up from the deck. Colonel Astor jams
the hat on the boy’s head, takes the lad
up in his arms, runs to the rail, and calls
in mock plaint, “You won't leave this little
girl, will you?”
“Drop her in the boat,” shouts the offi
cer. The child drops into friendly hands
as the boat is lowered.
Astor turns to Widener and laughingly
’ays, “Well, we put one over on ’em that
lime.”
“I’ll meet you in New York,” says
Jolonel Astor to his wife as the boat pulls
aff. A man runs back to his cabin to get a
)ox of money and jewels. The box is worth
hree hundred thousand dollars. The man
hanges his mind and gets three oranges.
He gives one orange each to three children
is they are lifted into safety. As the life
mat is being lowered, Mr. and Mrs. Isadore
■itraus come running with arms full of
alankets, brought from their state room,
rhey throw the bedding to the people in the
aoat.
“Help that woman in!” shouts an offi
:er. Two sailors seize Mrs. Straus. She
■truggles, frees herself, and proudly savs,
‘Not I—1 will not leave my husband.”
Hr. Straus insists, quietly and gently, that I
’he shall go He will follow later. But I
Mrs. Straus is firm. “All these years we
have traveled together, and shall we part
now? No, our fate is one.” She smiles a
quiet smile, and pushes aside the hand of
Major Butt, who has ordered the sailors to
leave her alone. “We will help you Mr.
Straus and I come. It is the law of the
sea women and children first—come \" said
Major Butt.
“No. Major; you do not understand. I
remain with my husband we are one, no
matter what comes- you do not under
stand !”
“See,” she ‘ried, as if to change the sub
•ect, “there is a woman getting in the life
boat with her baby; she has no wraps!”
Mrs. Straus tears off her fur lined robe and
places it tenderly around the woman and
the innocently sleeping babe.
William T. Stead, grim, hat less, with fur
rowed face, stands with an iron bar in hi.'
hand as a lifeboat is lowered. “T'm.-e men
in the steerage, I fear, will make a ruMi
they will swamp the boats.”
Major Butt draws his revolver. He locks
toward the crowded steerage. Then, as he
puts his revolver back into his poeke;,
smiles. “No, they know we will save their
women and children as quickly as we will
our own." Stead .tosses the iron bar into
the sea. He goes to the people crowding
the afterdeck. They speak a polyglot Ian
guage. They cry, they supplicate, they kiss
one another in frenzied grief.
John B. Thayer, George Widener, Henry
Harris, Benjamin Guggenheim, C’harlo- M.
Hays, Mark Fortune, Mr. Straus, move
among them and try to reassure them.
There are other women besides Mrs. S'1aim
who will not leave their husbands. These
women clasp each ether’s hands. They 1 >ck
hito each other’s eyes, they smile—they un
derstand!
Mr. Guggenheim and hi- secretary are in
full dress. “If wc are going to call on
Neptune, we will go dressed as gentlemen.’
they laughingly say.
The ship is slowly settling by the hear!.
The forecastle is below the water. The
decks are at a vicious angle. The icy
waters arc full of struggling people.
Those still on the ship climb up from
deck to deck. The dark waters follow them,
angry, jealous, savage, relentless. The decks
are almost perpendicular. The people hang
by the rails.
A terrific explosion occurs the ship’s
boilers have burst. The last lights go out.
The great iron monster .-lips, glides, gently
glides, surely- down - down down into
the sea.
where once tne great snip graimi> lmaieo.
there is n w a mass of wreckage, the dead,
{he struggles oi the dying, and the great
black all-enfolding night. Overhead, the
thousand stars shine with a brightness un
accustomed. They are not disturbed. They
have beheld sights and scenes like these be
fore. What is the sinking of an “unsink
able ship” when you have seen galleys ga
lore go down to their death in a mass mass;
armaments tossed like cockleshells and de
ployed; nations wither and perish; cities
engulfed, end all the pride and pomp of
circumstance laid low!
The stars, and the waves that mirror their
I loveliness, hug to their hearts the secret< of
ia million tragedies such as this. Wait, and
i tomorrow you shall look long and cl sely
; before you are able to detect a trace of
I where that thing called the Titanic once
roiled the waters that parted at her gliding
as she proudly plowed the deep.
Four days, and four days only, she joyed
and toyed with her title, “Queen of the
Sea.” and then she played forfeit with it
j once and forever.
Ah. by the breath of the north wind, and
! his allies, the rocks, the ice and the lashing,
j rushing, angry ocean, man is not master of
j this planet yer.
The Strauses, Stead. Astor. Butt. Harris.
Thayer, Widener. Guggenheim, Hays—I
I thought I knew you, just because I had
j seen you, realized somewhat of your able
qualities, looked into your eyes and pressed
| your hands, but I did not guess your great -
I ness.
You are now beyond the reach of praise
—flattery touches you not—words for you
are vain.
1 Mr. and Mrs. Straus, I envy you that
legacv of love and loyalty left to your chil
dren and grandchildren. The calm courage
that-was yours all your long and useful
career was your possession in death. \ ou
knew how to do three great things—you
j:new how to live, how to love and how to
ilie.
Archie Butt, you were a newspaper man
and a soldier. Everything you attempted
you did gracefully and well. The gloss and
glitter on your spangled uniform were pure
gold. I always suspected it. You tucked
the ladies in the lifeboats as if they were
going for an automobile ride. "Give my
regards to the folks at home,” you gaily
called as you lifted your cap and stepped
back on the doomed deck. You died the
gallant gentleman that you were. 'i ou
helped preserve the old English tradition,
“Women and children first.” All America
is proud of you.
Guggenheim, Widener and Harris, you
were unfortunate in life in having more
money than we had. That is why we wrote
things about you, and printed them in black
P r o fe « a i o n a 1
Michigan, 1881 Alaska, 1910
.Kentucky, 1891
George Woodruff Albrecht
COUNSELOR AND LAWYER
IDITAROD, ALASKA
The Pioneer Attorney of Irlifarod
E. M. STANTON,
Attorney at Law
Office: Corner Willow and Second Sts.
Iditarod Pioneer Building
CH/IS. E. TAYLOR,
Attorney at Law
bank block
First Avenue Iditarod
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I end red. If you were sports, you were game
i to the last, cheerful losers, ami all such are
I winners. As yous souls play hide and seek
with the sirens and dance with the naiads,
j you have lost interest in us. But our hearts
| are with you still. ^ ou showed us how
' death and danger put all on a parity The
women in the steerage were your sisters
! the men your brothers; and on the tablets
of love and memory we have 'graved your
| names.
William T. plead, you were a writer, a
I thinker, a speaker, a doer of the word. You
j proved your case; sealed the brief with
j your heart’s blood; and as your bearded
face looked in admiration for the last time
at the twinkling, shining stars, God in par
donable pride said to Gabriel, "Here comes
a man!’’
And so all you I knew, and all that thou
sand ancl half a thousand more I did not
know, passed out ' t this earth-life into the
Unknown upon the unforgetting tide. You
were sacrificed to the greedy Goddess of
Luxury and her consort, the Demon of
Speed.
Was it worth the while? Who shall say?
The great lessons of life are learned only
in blood and tears. Fate decreed that they
should die for us. Happily, the world has
passed forever from the time when it feels
sorrow for the dead. The dead are at rest,
their work is ended, they have drunk of the
waters of Lethe, and these are rocked in
the cradle of the deep. We kiss our hands
to them and cry. "Hail and farewell until
we meet again!"
If you are in need of anything in our
i;ne see us. Two stores—Flat and Iditarod.
Boas the Clothier.
Seward Gold Seal Pacs
ARE THE BEST ON THE MARKET
H. DONNELLEY, __
THE BEST OF EVERYTHING ALL THE TIME
Caribou Cafe
FIRST AVE.
GOOD MEALS
SHORT ORDERS
OPEN DAY AND NIGHT
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