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r .LIEU-LANDS AND RESERVES.
There Is a hard fight being put tip against the creation of the Blue
Mountain Forest Reserve. One of the arguments brought to the front
in the contest Is that the school land in the proposed reservation has all
been bought tip by speculators, who will demand lieu-land scrip for it, and
that this scrip is worth from $5 to $10 per acre. This Is tio doubt true,
but It strike -the thinking reader that this la an argument, not against
the creation of the reserve, but against the management of the lands given
the state .by the government for school purposes.
It was a munificent gift of 1,800 square miles. 1,792,000 acres. With
what, lavish hands this princely domain has been. traded off by those who
were supposed to guard it, the money In the school fund and the nearly
exhausted lands show. This land has been sold at the ostensible price of
tt-25 per acre, that Is what the state, the -school fund, received for it,
due entirely to tlfe asinine stupidity and carelessness of the, state officers
Who have sat' Inactive, whle the children of the state were literally robbed
of their rights. " ' . ! '-' ;
There never has been a time when these lands would not sett for four
Bies1?rMrTWi had
' Charge of their sale, governors, legislators and land boards, have been
. guilty of carelessness, that can be called by no milder name than criminal.
-' - The. sale of ( these lands has maintained first one lot of grafters and
then 'another, until the' office of the state board of land commissioners is
looked 'upon as a den "and hiding place for, thieves.- Administrations have
changed, new boards have taken the place of od ones, but the system
has changed not. Only a favored few could get any information from the
officers In charge concerning school lands. Clerks and employes, friend
and stool-pigeons of the board alone knew the bases for whicn tseu lands
could be taken, and these generally made application Just a few days
before the bona fide applicant for the lands the latter wanted, and it
took, a monetary consideration to get the lands in such shape that they
-could be purchased.
This has been the line along which the land department has been so
ably and so persistently mismanaged.
The difference between 11.25 per acre and $5 per acre Is what the state
Jja. loBi tn-,iLaschool lands., what
robbed of, and that sum,' when the graft is finally worked to a finish, and
the whole 1,791,000 acres 'sold,' will amount to $,ti90,000.
' TrH "um, that criminal c&relesanesa an4AslnlnktUupldlty hava
squandered. That is the sum that has been divided between grafter and
speculator, and that is the sum that should be drawing interest for the
benefit of the public schools.
People are not so much to blame for taking advantage of bad law,
as they are to blame for electing legislators and state officers who are
so intent on electing a United States senator, or getting more salary than
the constitution allows them, that they become party to the looting of
the school funds.
THE 8T0RY OF CREATION ASSAILED.
Rabbt Emll Hirsch. at the Temple
use of the following language:
"Religion, biology and astronomy have each given evidence that makes
11 impossible to believe that the earth was created in six days. It is Im
possible, also, to give serious consideration to the efforts which have been
.made-to reconcile; science and religion. ' The story of creation
is simply a narration by some Jewish writer of the stories told by the
Babylonians, and which the Jews carried from their captivity, 600 years
before Christ."
With an Irresistible force, which the human mind can scarcely per
ceive, the great doctrines of the world are sweeping toward rnexoraole
change. We eannot picture the condition which would prevail upon earth?
after the good old Bible story had been swept away. It Is the foundation
of our Ufa and law. It is the great charter of human Hope and Faith.
Without it, there would be chaos; without It thert would be nothing,
.ylewed-Jtrom present . day. stand points, - .
so slowly, so gradually, that the world will be accustomed to the wonderful
spectacles prepared for it.
To a 20th century world, what would be the condition, in the absence
of the Bible Its stories. Its legends. Its laws. Its faith? What system
could be formulated that would meet, in the smallest degree, the needs
of heart and brain and soul? Anything that we could offer now, the most
perfect, extensive, variegated, permeating system of theology, and religion
would not fill one-tenth part of the spiritual space occupied by the religion
and laws of the Bible. Human genius cannot frame a' coneeptton of that
void and vacuum which would remain in the world, In the effort to replace
the Christian doctrines with any, Aher now known to man. The Bible
Story Is perhaps lame. Science Is not infallible. The old Jewish scribe
had not many of the conveniences of the clerical world, with which to tell
his story. His record has passed through the devastating fires of bigotry,
unbelief and reformation. His words have been repeated in ten thousand
tongues and wrought upon by ten thousand Interpreters. But at the end
of elx thousand years, it will be difficult Tor the scholar or the scientist,
equipped with all the splendid paraphernalia of the world's learning, to
get any nearer at the truth of the matter than the old Jewjsh shepherds,
on the Syrian hills, eeekins God story in he midnight sides and opening
buds of spring.
WAS THERE COLLUSION?
A question has been agitating the pub! I a for some time was there
collusion in the matter of the forest reserve and the buying of public
school lands? It Is a question difficult of settlement. It involves matters
that have been of issue in Oregon Affairs for sometime-,- -
The truth probably is thut there were men connected with the setting
aside of the reserve who acted honestly, conscientiously and for what
they believed to be the public interest.
The Journal helierps that Mr. MoOdy has done what he thytight to be
his duty In the premises, and thut if there be reprehensibility on the part
of any one It is not on his port.
There are other phases, however, .that compel at least suspicion of col
lusion by those who kne of the Intended reserve and those who bought
Up lands and secured timber mines in large number.
A distinguished member of the Republican party, recently elected to
, high office, stated to The Journal that he found immediately after the
reserve wss announced that there was not left an acre of school land un
taken within the limits of the reserve.
It Is to be hoped that there is no ground for the suspicion that has
been engendered, and it would be weU were there clearing of the atmos
phere surrounding this matter.
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Alfred ' Austin has written a poem
tntHJed "Good Night," but then Alfred
fcttfjlf Meant "Ati KevoLr."
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Hartford Building-. Chicago.
th!dTOitf - thst - t -aA'-e-'beeri-
of Israel, in Chicago, recently made
A Londoner bought 670 pairs of pants
In a year and then died. . .They must
have worn him out.
ABOUT A' VERMIFORM APPENDIX.
Mrs. Fred A. Johnson, of WinpeapoUs, has brought suit against a
Chicago doctor to recover the value of her vermiform appendix. It seems
that some time ago the doctor was employed to perform an operation on
Mrs. Johnson,, which he did, and, as there IS noklk registered, -presumably
did welL However, while he hadf Mrs. Johnson under the influence
of chloroform he took advantage of her Inability to object, and happening
to run across the Vermiform appendix, ho rexhoved it. There wasn't
anything the matter with it, and Mrs. Johnson hadn't agreed to part with
it, but it being a particularly fine specimen, the doctor immediately felt
a longing to remove it from the. place where nature bad put it, and where
it was getting along uncomplainingly, and place It among other recherche
collections In a pickle bottle on his shelves. ?
He reasoned, no doubt, that if he removed t while he had the chance
it would never bother her again. This was undoubtedly good logic, but
he seemed to forget that it was her property and he had no right to take
it without her consent. Mrs. Johnson feels that she has a right to be all
together, if she wants to, and does not think it the right thing to be gad
ding about the streets under false pretenses, just as thoueh she was a
whole woman, while a measly doctor has her appendix in a common pickle
bottle. Hence this suit.
He is now troubled with a case of appendicitis, and law case of It,
at that. It brings, u$. some, lco. legal points.' .According to the medical
fraternity, it was of no use, "and'"c6nsequenByalueiess. ' .STattffe' had evt"
dently made It for some purpose, but forgot what. Now, if it has no value,
how much can Mrs. Johnson recover? She has already if covered from
the operation. What more should she desire? True, she might recover
the specimen, but she would have to leave it in the bottle, and eould never
feel that quiet satisfaction she has heretofore known ere her vermiform
appendix was cut oft In Its prime, to, ornament the interior of a too en
thusiastic doctor's pickle bottle. She rightly feels that if the doctor really
had to have a vermiform appendix, he might have furnished it himself,
and not robbed her of the only one she had. It remains to be seen
whether a doctor has a right to chop a patient open and remove, without
the patient's consent, such portions as he may take a notion to. We hope
(he legal bill will be at least as large as the medical one for the same
disease.
WHY THE SESSION SHOULD BE HELD.
If Oregon delays until January to make appropriation for the Lewis
and Clark Fair, it may be too late to secure action by some of the Legisla
tures of neighboring states, the co-operation of which is essential to the.
Fair's suceeBB.
Congress meets in pecember. Matters pertaining to special appropria
tions must be considered early. If Oregon shall not have settled her own
mind in the premises, she may not consistently ask the legislators of the
nation to evlnce any enthusiasm.
This' relates to the time. There la anaOwr phus. If Orgon fu'l to
make liberal appropriation, then she will dampert the ardor of ati other
states, and for every dollar cut pff from the sum asked rar by the Fair Di
rectors she will cut oft correspondingly from the sums set apart by those
other states.
These two considerations alone warrant the calling -t the extra ses-
sion. No one has yet presented argument to invalidate the claim.
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THE TABASCO COLUMN.
, Secretary Shaw told an Indiana audi
ence reoently "that there is now no dif
ference between the parties and there
is nothing to discuss." And yet six
of the eight members of President
Roosevelt's cabinet are out making
campaign speeches, and hustling lor
votes. Shaw has coin for the bank
ers, but he thinks taffy good enough
TcTTHer WTmTttdh TSgbpleT "" "
A late song illustrated. "Please go
"
way, and let me sleep.'
The Chicago glucose works burned
down recently, and the company at
once ordered five fire escapes iut in.
This will give the employes a chance
to get out 'gracefuly should another
fire come along before the new build
ing is up.
Hanna says Tom Johnson Is "a fool,
a hypocrite and a demagogue." Mr.
Johnson says Hanna Is "a good fellow,
an exoellent neighbor and a game
fighter." " From -all trf which we Infer
thaJUteotb. ot,hra,are .mistaken, t
The statisticians are suppored. to be
reliable, but still one loses confidence
in them, when they take certain prem
ises like the anthracite strike and reach
conclusions as to its cost ranging from
m.ooo.ooo to tno.oso.ooo.
Uncle Sam and Sir Thomas Upton
have again agreed to race. '
Sir Thomas is evidently a believer in
the old adage, "If at first you don't
succeed, etc." - - - ,
Missouri Valley homeopathic doctr
have passed a resolution declaring
kissing to be injurious. We'd, if the
kissing is done on the homeopathic
plan, it is not simply injurious, it is
criminal.
Marjr MacLane couldn't stand the
social atmosphere of Boston's Back,
Bay. She Is going back to the old
homestead, where she. can dream with
out wearing spectacles.
Mary MacLane is to return to Butte.
Mary is somewhat of a "beaut" her
self. Secretary , Shaw has been , dubbed
the "facetious " financier." However,"
the way e passes out government
money for any old securities to help
the stock gamblers can hardly be
looked upon as a Joke.
The unintelligible conglomeration of
letters sometimes seen In a newspaper
line is caused by a new machine's first
attempt to get the Prince of Slam's
name It) print, Chowfa Mahra Vajlra
vadh Is what it struggles with.
When the linotypes get used to the
able to handle the new Austrian min
ister's title without slipping a cog: It
is Herr Ladlslaus Hengelmuller von
ongevs'-t . - .
An exchange says a man supposed
to be a tailor committed suicide In
Chicago by hanging himself in A barn.
Wonder If he' hanged himself nine
times, or was he really only one-ninth
dead?
Senator Depew should be made hon
orary president of the great American
political gabfesL He can talk linger
and say less than any man on either
side of the Atlantic.
General Corbin's uniform, Alfred
Austin's poetry, and a magazine full
of soap advertisements, would make
a combination fatal to the Filipino
bushwhackers.
The W. C. T. U. is distributing tracts
among the Filipinos, and yet a large
proportion of them have tried the
water cure and don't like it.
Seventh street, back of the Portland
hotel, Is being prepared for navlns. It
Hrttt- probably he' the next one to be
The Sultan of Bacolod will prob
ably back-a-lot when ns sees General
Miles.
BY THE WAY.
"Oh," exclaimed the woman whose
mania Is health food preparations, "I've
found something new in breakfast drinks,
peach-prune coffee. No, that Isn't the
nasse of it. Let the see, now, what is
it called? -rceit, anyway, it's delicious,
and I am trying to make the children
take each two cups every morning."
"Don't they like ltf asked her friend.
"Oh. you know how children are about
saiSh things. They always rebel against
anything that l good for them. I've tried
tbera with erery kind of cereal on-the
market without finding -anything they
really care about; They still clamor for
eggs on toast, baked potatoes and lamb
chops."
"Have you tried them on flax seed and
olive oil?" asked the friend.
"Why, no, I don't think I ever heard
Of such a diet. Flax seed! Howtis it pre
pared?" "It Isn't prepared. Tou simply eat It.
first a spoonful of flax Seed, then one of
olive oil."
"Is It palatable?" ' -
"Quite as palatable. I should Imagine,
as the majority of your health foods.
However, 1 have never tasted-the com
bination. It was recommended to me by
a 'lady doctor,' who claims to live upon
It exclusively 1 have a standing invita
tion, which I have never accepted, , to
lunch with hr In her own home, where,
She assures me, nothing is served at table
but fiax seed and olive oiL When you
run out of new cereals and things, you
might try her health preeerlpHort on the
children."
"I never knew that flax seed was good
for anything but canaries and poultices,
but I am goUg to order a quantity from
the grocer's right away. Thank you for
telling me about it. Good bye."
One often sees queer epitaphs in old
churchyards and country burying grounds.
The following" Inscription, however, Is on
a tombstone In a metropolitan cemetery.
To those acquainted with the facts in
the -ase It is by to-means pointless. It
reads: "To 4he memory of John Blank
7- ; r-r
aged -. The good die young."
Another' equally remarkable for point
and brevity, l that inscribed by the re
quest of the sorrowing widow on the
headstone of the lamented, underneath
name and date, "Rest In Peace Till I
Cpme."
Still another epitaph of striking orig
inality was that composed and labori
ously printed with a lead penclL upon a
oleaa eedar 1 shingle,' planted above the
dust of a beloved kitten. By two little
girls, aged respectively S and 7:
"Here lies a dear kitty,
Who died very quick
Of a very bad boy
; And a very hard brick."
"One learns something every day," re
marked the young woman no her compan
ion, over the teacups. "Now, today I had
occasion to see a certain official in the
federal court. The marshal ushered me
in and I sat down near the door. . Pres
ently an old man with white hair and a
benignant face limped over to me and
said the Judge invited me to sit inside
the bar. I rose, and Just then someone
claimed the attention of my old man
with the white hair, and I stood dismayed
and wondering, for I hadn't the remotest
notlou. where, the bar was or what it was
like." ' -.-
"What did you do?"' questioned her
Companion.
"Oh. Just as I had made up ray mind
to march up and take the vacant chair be
side the judge. My old man remembered
me and hastened to my assistance."
"And you have learned what a bar is?"
"I have learned where It is, but I em
not quite sure I know what It is. I didn't
see anything but a row of chairs and
some men, and a railing."
"Never," said the man of years and ex
perience, "trust a woman who detests
children, cats and dogs. And above all,
distrust the man whom dogs shy awuy
from, It la, the human love in a man's
breast that attracts a dog or, a child, and
there-la some grain of good in the lowest
and meanest biped that walks the earth
if his dog loves him."
I had occasion to wait half an hour
in the Union depot not long ago, and
at the end of that time 1 had come to
two conclusions, namely: There should
be a law passed At the next legislature
prohibiting any woman starting on a Jour
ney In a trained skirt, the gutmun to re
fuse passage to all mnldn and matrons
whose petticoats do not decently clear
the ground. The second conclusion wss
this;. No woman BhOuld be permitted to
marry and assume the sacred obligations
of motherhood who had a voice like a
rasp. Is .
There were at least three such women
In the waiting room nnd they all hud
Samillea ,1C ,&S. painful Jo, hear, ,thenj
address their offspring, and 1 cud .not won
der that the little ttrrrtvn were nervous
and fretful and well nigh unmanageable.
Even a term of endearment on the 'Hps
of their respective mothers hurt worse
than a Plow. Verily, a sweet voice In a
woman is more to be desired thijn beauty
of face or grace of carriage.
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:: SEEN FROM THE PILOT HOUSE.
"
We were dodging the hidden rocks In the
rapids, as a maiden wouiu hold h. r sKirts.
first one side and then the other, in a
narrow path, to avoid "touching a wet
doa- trotting beside her. The wheel spun
.round sM,,thft.TUdicr. aaasmred;,l.te.''"'-4
,noM,l Thp old nllot knows that wlnil
lnsr channel; to a tenderfoot it all looks
alike. ' The fharfces are , the tendprf irot-
would discover some new rocks if he tin
dertook to take a boat through the rap
ids. ' Tney-niar' ""it-
to hit all the rocks in tne roau. bui u
good pilot 1h not thus determined.
Finally, the locks nme in sUtht. The
massive masonry at first looks like some
unfinished temple. That rtvr bed hewn
out and walled up and handcuffed, so to
speak; to act as a slave to man and boat.
Is a wonderful sight. The mountain of
granite has been torn from its founda
tion. The gTeat walls of that basin are
built for service. They are magnificent,
gloomy specimens of art. The great Iron
hooks Imbedded in thtlr sides, which
serve as "bitching posts'' for boats, loek
like remnants of some old torture room
of the dark ages. One can almost Im
agine how a heretic would look, hanging
by the heels from one of them.
The little boat glides into the shad
owed chamber, like a child would enter
a dark room falterlngi,,- hesitatingly
lest some unknown thing", or some un
heard of noise come to frighten It bark.
Then the great gates swung down be
hind us. Gates that were built to stay
the Columbia In her westward career!
How, like giants, they Join their hands
together, and their fingers Interweave,
and that rushing tide cannot prevail
against .them. Slowly the water rises
and, lifts us. You have stood, a boy. at
some old barnyard pump and impatlontly
watched the water rise in the bucket,
ring by ring. Here is a counterpart of
that scene. Foot by foot, yard by yard.
"rne1tJW"hr.W3-wMt"M-J-the
lock fills, the boat is released from
her mooring, the gates before you swing
back, like the gates of a palace, to al
low -the departure of a king. The bell
taps, the valves open once more and we
steer for the open channel ahead,
Just below the locks a dredger was
working: did you ever see a dredger at
work? No? Well, you have seen a lit
tle boy stooping . down over an Irrlgat'
lng dltcTb with his sleeve rolled up, dip
ping his hand and bare arm deep down
into the sand below the water, lift up a
brimming, dripping hand full of wet sand
and gently let It fall upon the bank?
Tou have seen this little picture a thou
sand times? Well, that hand and bare
arm was a dredger in miniature. The
great hand-like bucket is attached to a
giant arm, which lowers into the water
and tips up so the bucket roots and
digs and gouges up brimming, drip
ping load of sand and gently swings over
and leu it ialLupon the bank The dif
ference Is, , this hand holds -a ton, and
when the 'steam pressure Is, turned
against that monstrous arm, to make it
die. the rattllns- cable chains and grind
ing cogwheels sound like the. gates of
hades were being torn from their hinges!
When it began to get dark the old pilot
would stretch his neck out of the window
and put his hand over his eyes. You
have seen a housewife peering; through
the dusk, With her worn and wrinkled
hand shading her eyes,-looking down the
lane trying to distinguish the brJndle cow
from the hedge. That's a picture of a
river , pilot In the gathering shades ol
evening' "But" soon he turns ' on " the
searchlight. He throws It up and down
from one side to the other, keeping his
bearings and watching the bank. So
deftly he manipulates it, so readily
throws It Into the curves and dark cor
ners of the river bank, that one can
almost See a farmer's picture inthe. pi
lot's actions, as the farmer holds up a
lamp to peer through the night, and see
if he locked securely the door of the 'cel
lar. .
Then, as we round a bend, the twink
ling stars of the .city come into view.
We Imagine we can see , fantastic forms
in their arrangement. In the darkness
they form a glittering canopy for the
city, full LOf its brokendoWn landmarks,
Imperfections and limitations. The boat
seems as glad to gei into her stall as
We do to. reach the shore,- She hugs the
bank tenderly and tosses to atid fro In
peace upon the lashing waves that hurry
among the echoing piers. ' "-JL
THE RANGE WAR..
By Fred LockJty, Jr.
t Staff CorrsepondeAoe ) - f
PENDLETON f Ore. Nov. L Eastern
Oregon is a rich country. It is rleb in
mineral resource. Baker City, Canyon
City, Granite, Sumpter and other pros
perous mining earn ps prove the faet. It
is rich in stok'Th thousands of fat
cattle and the tens of thousands of sheep
shipped from Pendleton.-Heppner and
other railroad points attest this fact. It
Is further proved -by immense stretches
of graslng land; rich in wild hay or
bunch grass, dotted by grazing herds or
flocks. . . .
Jt is rich in natural wonders, such as
mediclal springs, hot lakes and mud
springs having curative -qualities such as
are found In Grande Ronda Valley, and in
fossil wealth, notably the John Day fos
sil beds, to which ''place scientists from
ail over the world resort for examples of
prehistoric life. . -
It la rich In horticultural and agri
cultural possibilities, in spite Of its rep
WJJk..M. a4em
splendid agricultural and horticultural re
gions as Hood River. Grande Ronde Val
ley, Wallowa Valley, John Day Valley and.
numerous other fertile valleys refute the
semi-arid treeless waste belief. Finally,
It is rich In possibilities for return for
the Investment of capital or for the re
ward of intelligent industry. As a nat
ural consequence of the above conditions,
its citizens are richer than a like num
ber of men are elsewhere, Few of the
men you meet but have the price of a
steer in their pockets, with, the chance
being good that they have the price of
a herd of steers on deposit it" the -nearest
bank. They have the money, and it is
not glued to them. ,
I am hot booming this section. I have
no land to sell, and my interests are in
the Willamette Valley;, but certainly dur
ing the past few months' traveling
through Wasuo. Sherman, Grant, Uma
tilla,, Morrow, Wallowa, Baker. Union and
Wheeler Counties. I have had excellent
opportunities to see the country, and it is
a prosperous and picturesque one. .
I was about to add -peaceful and, con
tented, but I will have to omit the last
two descriptive adJPetives. for I remem
ber two men, Mc-Kinney and Page I
think were their names, whose- horses
were shot under them. I also recall a
sheepherder, whom I m'et in Heppner,
buying a big. wicked-looking revolver.
He had been shbt In the side. Also I re
call a talk with some miners near
Susanrllle, who told me why they killed
a herd of sheep there, and a doxen other
incidents of the antagonism . between
sheepherders and cattle owners occur to
'Sheep have . no right on government
land." says the cowboy. "We'll shoot
a few and run them out. Sheep kill the
grass and eat up the range, and anyway
the sheep men go afoot and ought to be
shot."
"Government land is as much ours as
anyone'!)." retort the sheepherder. "Rid
ing a S15 cayuse don't make you any
better than we are."
And they carry "along a Winchester as
an equalizer. When both cattle and
sheep graze on the owner's deeded land,
the trouble will stop. As the range
grows leRs; as cattle come oft the sum
mer range and must be sold as feeders
In place of beef, the feeling grows more
bitter. Individual ownership will settle
the vexed question.
J. C. Moore, who has an 800-acre ranch
iietwuen--MurBon;aadiiyv4Hg.-tte
cussed the question with' me. "To tell
you the truth. I am a trifle discouraged."
ITe said. "I paid J2O0 rental on 10 sec
tions belonging to the Dalles Military
Wagon Koad Company. I spent $500 more
ww
sheep last summer. I put my sheep in
on the same range I have occupied since
187. ( am five miles from Bear Valley.
No cattle or horses are ranged near my
camp.
"About the middle of last July some
one came to my corral at midnight and
shot and killed S00 of my sheep. I con
tracted to deliver 1.800 mixed yearlings
at Jaker City by the first of Septem
ber.J The price was $2.10 each. While
on Dixie Creek, not far from Flynn Sta
tion, which Is near Prairie City, I lost
another 300 head With poison. J. C.
Oliver, whose herd was Just ahead of
mine, lost 478 head. Some say the sheep
scut nttrate of potassium, which Worked
out of the soil; others say they ate a
poison weed, and some Say but I will
not go Into that my own belief is that
they probably ate a poisonous weed,
whose effects were similar to loco weed.
1 never spent such a night. The sheep
were perfectly ernsy. They would scat
ter like a handful of dropped Shot on a
smooth floor. We would have had to
have 10 times the number of herders and
dogs to keep the band together. When
we rounded one buck into, the bunch he
would charge through them and . come
out on the other side; charge against
the fence or anything else till he fell
down nl died-.- -It wa-s-entvugtr-lo-maKe
a man grayhalred and unbalance a sheep
dog's , mind , to watch the craxy, unac--oun.tebl
thkig they, did. The 'Well ones
laid down, and the sick ones formed a
parade around them. They kept It up
till they dropped from exhaustion. Oliver
drove his bunch against a fence, but he
could no more hold them than anything.
Is there any law or statute that de
clares a cattleman superior to a sheep
man. or that gives him superior advan
tages? They arrogate to themselves spe
cial rights and privileges.
. "Casper Koler rode past John S'.Wle's
corral a week ago. He saw 60 sieep dead
from gunshot Wounds. f.h herder had
pulled out of Bear Valley with the rest
of the band,"
Now for the -other side of the story.
The Other Story.
"They run theltv blanket y-blank sheep
right Into our ditches, that we have made
to mine with," salcfa miner to me. "They
eat up the pasture till we can't range a
packhorse near our mine."
It is the inevitable conflict that has
been raged since Abram and Lot settled
between Bethel and Hal with their flocks
and herds.
"And the land was not able to bear
them, that they might dwell together, and
there was a strife between the herdsmen
of Abram's cattle and the herdsmen of
Lot."
Instead of killing each other's sheep
and burning each Other's haystacks and
hayfields and Indulging In sueh deviltry,
Abram said to Lot: "Let there be no
strife, I' pray thee,, between me and
thee and -between my herdsmen and thy
herdsmen. Is hot the whole land before
thee?" Then Lot saw that the plain of
Jordan had some fine bottom land, with
good" adjacent hm pasture, 'so fie" chose
that and they settled the matter amica
bly, which the modern Lota and Abrams
do not seem able to do.
HELD BY THE ENEMY.l H
"Mister Editor, please put ln your
paper dat I didn't flunk outer me fite Wld
Shinny Gllligan yestlrdayt Me pa, kep' me
home ter mind de baby, don't you know."
New Orleans Times. .
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. NO -FEARS, OF ftlDAYi
By calling his arbitration committee to
gether on Friday President Roosevelt
shows that he his'iio Tears Tus luck" will
change. New Tojrk World.
r Tojrk
18 ri
NO HERO.
Baldwin, the "ArciJerexpHj'rer, and his
backer, have parted. ' . Baldwin is no
hero. He came back with all his toes.-
New Orleans Times." " - - -
THE JOURNAL'S POETS
' ''-' " :7 . separated..-. . '. .
I've svtli the nicest mamma . .
And we have the motteit fufi;
Sometimes she ealls me tiddly-wink
And. sometimes, little son. -And
when she puts m into bed
v4 klsee-n good night.
She put her arms around ray neck
And ealls me "heart's delight."
t looked into her eyes one time
And what you think I see?
The teeniest, weenlest little boy
No bigger than a pea
And when I asked her whs it was
She hugged tne tight and hard
And then she laughed and -said it was
Her "onliest httle pard,"
But i he didn't stay there always. '
For one time I took a peep s
When mamma wasn't watchin"
And I looked a-way In deep.
And I said to her, your little pard
Has run away from you. -For
they ain't a thing in either eye.
They're both Just full of blue. -
And Christmas, When old Santa Claus
Brought me a lot of toys, .
S -asked her why I dfant have"1 " " '"
A pa, like other boys.
And then she caught me In her arms
And hugged me to her side.
And never said a single word.
But Jut set down and cried.
J. H. Cradlebaugh.
Perpetual Motion.
They take the rock blcuminous
And place it on the street,
Then they pound it and they roll It
'Till they get It smooth and neat.
And then they boil the asphalt .
In ?a Brobdignagian pot
Which they spread span the gravel
And they give it to it, hot.
Then the mass is smoothed and leveled '
And it's pounded and it's rolled
And a barricade -is builded
To protect it 'till its cold.
Then they tell you there's a roadway
x nai s a cretin 10 tne town
That will last until the period
When the skies are falling down.
Then trfe City Dads discover
They forgot the water main,
And the solid voter gets a Job
To dig it up again.
And when the trenches all are filled
The asphalt bolls once more
And the Engineer declares the street
Muuli belter than before
Then the odoriferous sewer
Makes you know it's sprung a leak ,
Ere the asphalt has been back lnv place
Exceeding half a week.
And by the time the gravel ,
And the asphalt both are back
The car line finds it needs to 4ay-
A new and better track. ,
When this Is done the telephones
By orrrft-rKjieV are- bound'-"'- - -"-
To get their wires from overhead
And put them underground.
Its, a never-ceasing nuisance
And tCt
rue of every town.
When t
n t something to come up
There's
etnmg to go aown.
I J' 1
U. Oraalebeugn.
The Piano Next Door,
It grows Somewhat monotonous.
That instrument next door,
Especially when some one counts
One, two and three and four.
And when you think you've heard the last
Of one and two and three.
You sigh to learn tne music Is
Like Washington V. C.
Then, one and two and three and four.
The keys are touched, and then
The pupil's weary ringers pause,
.Then do it all again.
tiit-patiest-ly-Tye -iwrtbble on - - - -
. And no one makes a stir.
There's fodr of us to shari the strain
-And only one of her.
But when at last the task Is done
There comes a sense of ease,
Tire texeher's ftymg' frngers wake
To acstacy the keys,
And frowns give place to brightening
smiles ,
While Worry trlea its wings.
And hours of pain are balanced
By the minutes that sne sings.
J. II. Cradlebaugh.
Where the Sea Sings.
There Is a land beneath the sundown skies
W nere verdure flings
Her countless graoes, bright from Para
dise And the sea strangely sings!
Green wrought in gold; the harvest bend
ing low '
Beside green vales,
The white Sierras watch the sunset glow
Fa,de from the sea-bound sails!
The Golden Gate opes to the voiceless
nitfht
That homeward brings
The fisher-craft, with fragile wing of
white.
From where the dark sea sings!
And through the dusk, from many a win
dowpajne. Bad. anxious eyes
Search the -far stretches of the sollen main
For sone dim hulk to Use!
All the broad land from its great central
heart
its high hope flings
To ships bwuiKi hither, to the home or
mart. , ,
From where the far wave sings!
And wmm the-eYars and aFHh and- Love ,
and Hope .
Their frultag-e bring' -Our
feet pass down that burnished, sun
set slope.
To where undimmed seas si:ig.
Bert Huffman.
Midnight on Brooklyn Bridge.
Ah, me! I know how large and cool and
white .
The moon lies on the brow of Sehome
And how the firs stand, shadowy and
RtlH. ' . , ' , , ,
Etched on that luminous background this
soft night; ...
How' the nlghthawk sinks from his starry
height,
And breathes his one note, mournful!
and shrill. .
And the frogs murmur In the marsh
The dusk 'grows vocal with their deep
delight.
Citv a lifetime spent in thee were not
Worth one night in my Western soli-
Thy pulse is feverish, thy blood Is hot.:.
Thy arteries throb with passion
ButhohVhow sweet I hear, in inter-
The(i beating, moon-hired ttdes of
Puget Sea. Hlggmi)on.
t. Sorrows of Werther.
Werther had a love for Charlotte
Such as words could never utter;
Would you know how first he met herT
She- was cutting bread. and- butter,
Charlotte was a married lady.
And a moral man was Werther,
And for all the wealth of Indies
Would do nothing for to-hurt her.
So' he sighed and pined and ogled. -And
his passion boiled and bubbled.
Till he blew his silly brains out.
And no more was by it troubled.
Charlotte, having seen his body
Borne before her on a shutter,
Like a well-conducted person,
Went on cutting bread and butter.
William Makepeace Thackeray.
A MISNOMER.
Traveler's:. Rest is the rather ironical
name of a Kentucky village, where eight
men and a .woman were shot all t6 pieces
at a little social evenT the other Hlght.
New York" American. ,
tA WISE CHOICE.
The man who marries hts stenographer
probably wants to be sure o, getting a
wife he ban ttictata te.-e. Paul Ihs.
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