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3 nffi OREGON SUNDAY JOURNAL,. PORTLAND, SUNDAY HORNING,' JULY 12 1904 AS 0 Lj E Him The Man Fatne As Home of World-Wide He Appears At ffi fl LJ.LJ LfDi ' 4 N OW, if you were about years old and hailed from1 Jacksonville, III., you'd walk right in and grab him by . the hand and announce: "Bill, I've come all this way to Nebraska j Mo say we'll make a President of you." " And William J. Bryan would grip yours 1 with a hip trained to the bone-breaking greet I ' ings .of .horny-fisted campaigns, while he an- swerea: "Why, Jim, you old Illinois friend, come - on down to dinner!" , - And you could jo back home afterward wondering how Bill Bryan, who' was one of the kids way behind you older boys a: school, Vs, ever could have come to be a "foremost A mer- . lean" 'a rich man and a candidate for Presi- . rdent of the United States. Why, you hadn't more than shaken hands with him before you . . saw he was the same old Bill, just as you are the same old Jim, for all his foreign curios and high-grade farm stock. , Well, we can't all come from Jackson .' ville, III., where Mr. Bryan went to school. And the rest of us can't all come from Salem, where he was born; or even from Lincoln, in - 'Nebraska, where he is now regarded as "a r' . leading citizen." " And yet, wherever you came from, if you were to go to the Bryan farm, near Lincoln, merely to "pay your respects," the greeting you would receive would be of the same type, I and the impression of the simple, homely man would be no different from that renewed in his . old associates. He would rise up in your eyes, as in theirs, as Bryan, the commoner. Why not take the trip to Nebraska and see this great commoner, fust as he is, today? ml fern, mm j'A'i ;"'5f"il V ' A f "' v ' IT I ,4.154.11,4 fc-C-fcM;?: f.. Mil If. , II lex ' Vs a ONE comfort about this way of visiting Is that w don't have to be o formal. No society nonseni of ending up a card, and waiting until Mr. Bryan - comei in from the fields and slips on a clean col lar and a laundered shirt, with attached cuffs, before he , pivs us welcome. The Bryan we want to see today -Is the man who grow up, back there In Illinois, where, for all his father's position as circuit Judge, the son lugged his lunch basket to school wlfh the rest of the boys, and sneaked bites out Of his extra apple when the teacher wasn't looking. That was the boy who worked, session after session, ' for the elocution priee, getting licked at first, but stick-- lag to it until, having captured second place with "Ber nardo del Carpio," of grandiloquent memory, he turned to and wrote some of the things he had thought out him self, on "Labor," and landed the first prize. He Vaa the same boy who grew into the ambitious ' manhood of 22 years, doing the hardest and most old faahinneil wnrir nf all. farm me. What haa become of the farmer Bryan used to be in the days when he rustled . rlage house out in me cool summer mornings wun canaia gaiiuses hiked high on uncompromising collar bone, to the urgent oratory of rural Illinois? "Hi, there. Bill! Don't forget the chicken before you boo the corn." What has become of him? Why, here he Is, a quarter , of century later, still remembering the chickens, with new galluses spread more broadly over shoulders that ar padded more comfortably, but with his close-woven, durable farmer's breeches tucked into the cowhides, as of yore He leans an affectionate hand upon the door of the up-to-datv chicken run, while he gazes fondly through tbe modern perfections of its wire mesh at the occupants of the inclosure. "Made that sliding door invented It myself," he re marked, with the pride of the farmer who has been born to regard his farm as a congregation does its church a place to be conamntiy Improved to the limit of his re--. sources and his skill. As we trudge over with him for a study of the Poland chinas, we can afford to indulge ourselves in a quiet grin over the anomaly of a statesman absorbed in the raising of registered pigs until we renumber that it took a patriot of the raiiber of Cincumatus to retire to his farm When Rome no longer needed his directing mind. And we can secretly wonder oer his enthusiasm for His herd of handsome polled Jerseys and shorthorns, a core et cows and a couple of duly registered bulls until rall the scrupulously kept stock records of Mount Vernon aad the heart-whole Interest m breeding which eahinrton's private letters so frequently displayed AswealanceattheMgcorn criV nick out the points . or the horses In the stable, consider the enduring solidity of the new cement tear posts, and let the ere range over V ?J!P.f 'v" ?' modfl 'm to which the Vf.'ilT'rJ' erler-rth attained, with the dty of l wvl".hlT iince. we can even wonder whether Hue ts the real man. f; mre!y a kid-glove geo ?;m.7.;'rir; eeBoughWey r 'r'Z- t.o fcimaeif was n the Job, helping tn thV d,lnr or lavr his ooyaood hail made irt of him . rtSrtwiSJf? i Hryta bunded " wM". . ,",ai" of rractlcal farmer unde to toaraooo of the oil-kmngB.ture IhVtwai origV. ally kr i kl. It was ao more than tairteo JT . hen he pot into its first Sve aerea the first modest oavtogo ho waa ablo to ha v. .ut of hia law aetir t was e whea. from time te' time be added to tium' til reJ MTMHtnuiM unfit. 1a a he wsa rayi?,u,T te rf Une, ao s midev, iM to make hia homo M oroertg farm ot ratrview. four miie away mam Ho was soaking real tooney hy that time aod Wo orao oWiwimfriirf'intffrfsissitiwft iojbjhhbBowMBBB-1' ,Mn .ss.o" .ffVIT f if ,v v g .4 1 I ff If -TT ' JiV1f V" Kff f l in n - 1 .mmimimmmm mm rZ - 4. . ft. I Hi j 11 f A y Jl I I rr""'' a ,J,,,ssssssssoasssssssso " , ' " V ' ' 1 ' J 1 ! l jQuxtAo L3I"" form to his tastes. Instead of the dwelling which sup plied simply his needs. The bouse cost him J30.000 before he got through, for. like the farm proper and its live stock, it was designed to have every modern convenience, from its own auto matic water supply to its own gas plant. And Farmer Bryan did in reality that which, to every other farmer, has thus far been mere hyperbole: he treated his live stock as well as his own family. In plain and literal fact, he built the stable first, and built it so well and so commodiously that the ambitious among human beings could be content to live there. Then, promptly, he and his family did live there. The house, unilnisbed, was no more to be left to contractor and workmen then than the cement posts were to be left to hired labor later. The boss was bound to be on the Job, as usual. , , So, in lieu of other homestead the original frame dwelling of the place having been already torn down Farmer Bryan and Mrs. Bryan and the. children and the bulldog all moved into the barn. Farmer Bryan, keeping a weather eye, morning, noon and night, upon the progress of the fine new home, pitched In between times on the work of the thirty acres that mad up the farm, and he took the boss' own care which no hired man's ever equaled of his four head of horses, his two cows and the calf and the hundreds of chickens that constituted the animal population. As for the pigeons and the bulldog, they belonged to William, Jr., and even his father couldn't have wrested their guardianship from that son of his dad. Many another family might have been satisfied, like the Bryans, to live, for the time, in the barn de signed for the cattle. Built of brick, two stories In height, it had been reared more substantially and fit ted more Bolidly than whole suburbs of two-story dwellings now occupied, to their complete ambition, by thousands of people, East and West. Upstairs there were three sleeping rooms, used by the family, with a fourth to spare for any guest who Otayed overnight. Downstairs Mra. Bryan took pos session of the harness room, with the cooking stove and the calm efficiency that Is so peculiarly hers which, of course, transformed the harness room into the kitchen. The walls dividing the rooms being solid as rock and the fittings being in hardwood, all that was need ed to make a tnodeat mansion out of the new barn was a fine parlor. Mrs. Bryan saw to that, bhe took the whole car te house, or runway, of the barn, and aDDlled a liberal hand in its furnishings bright rugs on the cement floor, draped curtains at the windows, stands of books t-and pieces of statuary here and there, and plenty of the big, cozy chairs that make American life really worth living. Its owner and its owner's wife are too busy for those passive blisses. Everybody gets up at 6 In the morning. Farmer Bryan hustles down to the big desk in the basement office and works at being Editor Bryan, or Author tiryan, or Correspondent Bryan, or more of the Protean Aryans which his multifarious activities thrust upon Mrs. Bryan, meanwhile, Is ordering the affairs of the household, laying out the work of the servants, settling the program of the day as far as the details the evening meal, and otherwise planning and contriving to escape, with credit, from her House wifely duties In order to give her husband the aid be needs so much and depends on so greatly Mr-5'flfio.beaut"ul. dorr"",sUc Hfe of the iate William uiiivcisduy neia in reverent REALIZED HIS LIFE DREAM When Farmer Bryan came home to his barn, after plugging at the crops in the field all day, he could rest up In the handsomest and biggest sitting room and parlor outside of Lincoln, Neb. and that was go ing tome In barns, for Carnegie was trying to show New York city what he could do In the wav of draw ing rooms on Fifth avenue under the friendly auspices of the steel tariff. When, at last, the house was completed and the happy owner could change his domicile from the stable to. Falrvlew, with Its twenty-two rooms, he had the homestead he had been hoping for and working for all his life the homestead that is the alluring vision which takes so many farm boys cityward when, like him. they find themselves of age, and leaves them, un like him, stranded there, pining for the rest of their lives. And that brings us to ou formal visit, as pre sumably respectable tf Inquisitive strangers, to the Mr. and Mrs. Bryan who live In Falrvlew. They went traveling abroad, you know, some vears back. That was the. time when the United States learned, from the Impressive reception accorded him In Asia and Europe, that in Mr. Bryan tt possessed a "foremost American." The United States, which has a habit of making hard the ways of its prophets In their own country, has thought twice as much of him ever since. The tour,-crowded with honors such as might have been thrust uoon another Grant, sent hark Mr endowed wun strange statues- from Japan and rare f m I. .nK ,KWf'cl a husba?da devotion maintained In .?! I the, lnce8satlt activities of his career, a con stant, hourly companionship with his wife. Is dupli cated in the Bryan family, with this difference- AITS. MpKlnlpv'a lllnfiss m .,.., than h k .i p;Yhy with her husband's "a ffTir.' Sl.-MBry.an 8 healfeh and fecial training make her PaboCrsCaIly a" aCt'Ve Partner ln aU er husband. She studied in w that oka intellectual level. She" studied ""t. 7rtV?.oa.i! pple-isblt with i flairs sne 111 ISht he hi. th irtraf,,Vl . u" ln continuous touch of the day. questions and the i posa dre I- . ' one key t0 the mystery of the ial at falrvlew of the 300.000 letters that ar. sed to William J. Bryan every vear dls- are ad- surance that tha farm help is not drop ping off to sleep nights half dead with the labor of keeping the blooded stock elegantly alive, as happens on many a so-called model farm, where the beasts are treated bet ter than the humans. Bryan's people at Fairvlsw ap pear to be chronically content But he Is a real boss, a boss of the kind we read about, over there ln Lincoln, where he publishes the Commoner. Let us drive ta Lincoln and do that time honored act of cruelty, interview the editor. They're politely sorry at the Commoner office; the editor The Editor Isn't In. It's very unfortunate that, when we bade Mr. Bryan good-bye in the oak-fitted library at falrvlew, we omitted to tell him to hurry over to Lincoln, so that we might interview him ln his capacity as ThO Best we can do now Is to Interview his employes and learn what they think of him. Some of us be ing newspaper people ourselves, we know it ll be tne same old story: the old man's getting cranky, when he Isn't too uppish to speak to anybody; he s always epileptic about expenses; nobody can do a thins; to eatisfy him; and he never did know the difference between a box of "pi" and an m-dssh. anyway. Is It the same old thing? Not according to the working force of Editor Bryan's Commoner. One be gins to find exceptions to the rule of newspaper kickers" when the circulation has climbed up be yond the 160,000 mark without the aid of worn af fidavits, and when the annual profits are In the neigh borhood1 of 150,000. A force like that Is usually hus tling so hard that It hasn't time to spare for either kicks or panegyrics. tv. ... h.ir i unAreil neonle on the Com moner force, far fewer than would be needed for such organised on a basis which, while It is far from beln the altruism hoped for by seliish Incompetence lu some far millennium, gives the laborer all, and more, of tha hire which Is his due, than he ordinarily re ceives under current conditions. The wages paid are higher, by 26 per cent, than those of any other publishing house in the city. The regular Lincoln rates for untrained girls Is $3 a week; the Bryan rate Is 4. That relatively high wage scale Is maintained right up to the managing editor. Nobody works more than eight hours a day. with seven hours as the limit for Saturday. There are busy seasons for the Commoiw-r's force, as there are for all other forces; but no employe feels it incum bent to stay for extra time under pain of disfavor. Additional service is supplied by the volunteers, of whom there are always plenty, perhaps because of a spontaneous loyalty, perhaps because extra time earns a SO per cent. Increase In wage!. The regular holidays are all allowed, and two more per year are thrown in for luck and good fellowship. Ordinary mortals ought to he fairlv well satisfied with such a "boss"; and Lincoln, Neb., Is composed of ordinary mortals nae the rest or us. , A thoroughly conscientious criticaster might find a trace of paternalism about those two extra holi days. One of them comes In the summer, when Mr. Bryan Invites everybody who works r him to a picnic at Fairview. The other comes In winter, when a special entertainment is provided for them at his home or at that of his brother. Thus far. however, nobody in Lincoln has discovered In these two hos pitalities anything more objectionable than a good :.""'' irom ijuna ana one places ot ortc-o-fe-reo from -wagon a Tarmer or the f.rm.r. . . Kurope; but it could not . send back any other man KtrrVT,!nn. .. ?'."'. vr.nn ine one who started from Nebraska , od with the silver hirm . ih.i k.. ,.J.Hhi; A " ? cheerful. 'paternal Mr? farmer i r '.'..".'h nPM. tne eneraetic nramn nnti man wHa. fc . living ntru i ana minutes v.. aay can suddIv their hint, rj tt.. v,"v nas;brought to bear upon the handllni VVVh.Vu"' V''T.r"n,V(w'..ti ,, "m,V sands or letters that are sent tn V, "' nis own compuiini aiiu - no cnarirs m special trouey car ror tne trip to the ways and means ihl tZZU tt J.,ZlTu??Uyj "Pon ot the type and tfio ctual printing of the paper are rlrVew and plays the host as he plays the "boss." up the local Sorosla ? branch for b 1 sh. ft,ld bulld mechanical details which he has done by contract frankly a companion and as frankl? a friend, varied avenue? of d lit H but ion ThTJ "i.i?,nd u?on th th m Lincoln firms so that the number atrectly there Is any game or contest during the picnic, tithe, of on " ten th annuaJlv from h. , la" charrs ln his employ Is limited to tho restricted dltorfal h , UUty to be , . th ,t nerf..tfc kM' come annuaily from her husband s ln- staff and the business and circulation departments. among the boys, and. If during the winter "islt half Tbe truest most lntlmat. mn.t , . It true that they see little ofhlm. Polltlos. lee- . nour threatened to drag heavily, helo-ready with lOBshls "of -whir "the fondst cn'i pleU 5on,Dn- turlng. farming-tbe countless avpcationi i of his .life .torles about the Jap bronses at the front door or is that of the Brians nu.h.nS J I ,ver Srmed -leave him more nearly the editor In fho abstract ,00ut the things be saw In Europe that hav, all tho In olay as in wo?k Vh!v JV. .I.Tk'' than the majorltr of men who have made s, success vtvii chrm ot description which the most graphlo Is rldina-and therJ , i". ,Z1 .,r.Kt,t.beJ- Her P'ure of Journalism by tho sheer force of their think nr cinematograph lews must lack. - P lowing love ofVood horV.T ?5 iSi .bJLth,,r CmpacUr lh ""tlon ???. Jt"?. h '- "it " " inuuia in withdrawal reoulrerae 1 L "'Krn' as wnoie-souiea as it is ge , n was Bryan the farmer, with an al from tho law has broadened htm Into tha t of other liberal vocations, tho hearty e welcome Is as whole-souled as It is rental. his regular fm. occasion calls But "i "earn equip been aspfred to . .,, me And his happiest hours are astride General, the if.VJL":? -"PV. fl?"?!" m ?r United . ... M , piuuc v mi l mu u n ruim ovr n (kan t. t-Kwaa" does mim to tho office, tho sobriquet of "cbmmoner," whfch has atuched Itself to him, becomes apparent In Its full significance. There Is no trace of the boss Id his attitude: there Is even no trace of that paternal air which Is tho last remnant of authority usually preserved by tho typo of boss who remains moot popular. Tha relations between Editor Bryan and tho Commoner's werk people ore tboee of complete and AJry oi taora is ire is accost paternalism Is-reserved for the walls of the Falrvlew norat, -wnarw ni uiurii -uaugnier, Mra rtutn Bryan Leavltt, was allowed to marry her artist when she In sisted on having him; where his second daughter. Grace, new IT, is Indulged In .her studious bent by being given tbe advantages of a well selected school to Virginia, and where William. Jr. was assigned to the upbuilding regimen and discipline of an In diana military school Tho summer brings tho family most closely to- y? rt fT VJT hint of nature, from tho lanaruor of- !HTKr. d. m ,V '"'. . . unaffected equaUty. Ao of thorn , is tree u accost a nn to too rei of the wind on hn cheeks .ti tw. ia k. vVT - .C. .L' ,la anowmg mm. socially or on a easiness topic, ana jiw ins getner. as ho hm tppmicnn nis nan century in all , Now ho is tM scholar "the mdiy conversation- i? thr0e.mo.a-J?-"bollt lb PrtTu character that follows might be one between a couple of friend- the strength, health and kindly dignity of manhood alist. or tho man of affairs chatUnVat hi? eall or ?i, VLVa-T !t,li .1 lSn w1om mS .,r '-covertng ly foremen or clerks. matured "nto Its prime, the homestead In thlsTaew. when neon lo, , T usuauJ ls-workln2 Uko bTaver Ind .01 Vol.a. "5u?fiii of T,olBt panegyrlo That subtle nodertono of condescension, or of western world, for U lu i modern externala. strangely In his ofBco In the basoment oeaver and equally violent dutrlbo. patronage, or of eenoctous aatheritr, common to oil reproduces tbe eldest and moat perfect Ideal over at- There aro three porches rirdlln Fairview hut it i. , i . At 'Ik . . . -1 . PV? mrmr- before the business enterprises oloowhero. to notlceablr absent talaed by mantho ideal of tho patriarchal life, in tho rarely that they fulfil te nrl tfil I'.JL'nTJV' fcW!H-p'ta"iJ"1,a' V tn,r Thr u " " affocUtlon. losg-headed fun splendor of tbo harVest of Us years, lived In tho te g a place for the refresh ng ro?t and thl iaCfl'iPPi!l; ?i-ii!-iu,wv d.g ,,athtl ho wore oao- poUcy. nor even stay intentional abdication of tho ealm fcarolnese of tho aooieot, WWleal oimplleltyi Wliiiiu fsast m llriu,, uTli slL yii?..i Crwl Sl0iir!: .Y?.1 or5,w.rOM B7' . forms of oothorfty. . . without fear and. Mforo worl at last reversal isnusj u sis Mti. falrvlew and Ve can leave the farm with the cemfortabie as- Tho simple. lUamlnatlnc tact U that Us huslaess U wlthoat reproach.