i £ i — But just then Dan came—a serious y. man with a ready-made necktie, who escaped the city’s brand of frivolity—an electrican sarming $30. per week who look- ed upon Loa with the sad eys of Romeo, and thought her embroidered waist a web in which any fly should delight to be aut. “My friend, Mr. Owens—shake hands with Miss Danforth,’’ said Lon. “I'm mighty glad to kvow you, Miss Danforth, said Ts with outstretched band. ‘I've heard Lou speak of youso often.” ““Thanks,’’ said Nancy, touchivg bis fin- gers with the tips of her cold ones, ‘I've heard her mention you—a few times.”’ Bellefonte, Pa., September 7, 1906. ————————————————————— SUNSHINE BEHIND THE CLOUD. If you should see a fellow man with trouble’s flag unfurled, An’ looking like he didn’t have a friend in all the world, Go up and slap him on the back, and holler “How d' you do? “ And grasp his hand +0 warm he'll know he has a Lou giggled. friend in you. : p * him, an' laugh his ‘Did you get that handshake from Mrs. Theouz yin Whis Shanie) him, ug ’ VaunAlstyne Fisher, Nancy?’ she asked. And teil him that the darkest night is just before | ‘If I did, you can feel safe in copying oda road Kasey. uscidt at all. I¥ p , bu it right| couldn’s use it at all. It’s too Danial I itvasard Palaver bat way s vig stylish for me. It's intended to set off That God will sprinkle sunshine in the trail of | diamond rings, that high shake is. Wait every cloud. till I get a few and then I'll try it. ““‘Learn it first,” said Nancy wisely, ~ihis world at best is but a hash of pleasure and | ¢igngq you'll be more likely $S get the of pain ; rings.’ Some days are bright and sunny, and some are sloshed with rain, And that's just how it ought to be, for when the “Now, to settle this argument,’’ said Dan, with his ready, cheerful smile, ‘let me make a proposition. As I can’t take Fisher smile; “Not for mine. I saw him drive up outside. A 12 H. P. machine and an Irish cbanflenr! And yon saw what kind of handkerchiefs he bought—silk! And he's dactylis on him. Give me the real thing or nothing, if you please.” Two of the most ‘“‘refioed’’ women in the store—a forelady and a cashier—bad a few “swell gentlemen friends’” with whom now and then dined. Ounce they includ: ed Nancy in au invitation. The dinner took place in a spectacular cafe whose tables are engaged for New Year's eve a year in advance. There were two ‘‘gentlemen friends’’—oue without any hair on his head—high living ungrew it; and we can prove it—the other a young man whose worth and sophistication he impressed upon you in two convincing ways—he swore that all the wine was corked; and he wore diamond cuff bnttons. This young man perceived irresistible excellencies in Nancy. His taste ran to shop-girle; and here wae one that added the voice and manners of bis high social world to the franker charms of her own caste. So, on the following day, he appeared in the store and made her a serious proposal of mar- riage over a box of hemstitched, grass- bleached Irish linens. Nancy declined. A brown pompadour ten feet away bad been using her eyes and ears. When the re- jeoted suitor had gone she heaped carboys of upbraidings and horror upon Nancy's “What a terrible little fool you are! clouds roll by, both of you up to Tiffany's and do the We'll know just how to 'preciate the bright and right thing, what do you say toa listle smiling sky. vaudeville? I've got the tickets. How | peag So learn to take it as it comes, and don't sweat at | ahaut looking at stage diamonds since we the pores, can’t shake hands with the real spark- Because the Lord's opinion doesn't coincide | Jorg?’ with yours ; But always keep rememberin’, when cares your path enshrond, That God has lots of sunshine to spill behind the cloud. The faithfol squire took his place close to the curb; Lou next, a little peacocky in her bright and pretty clothes; Nanoy on the inside, slender, and soberly clothed as the sparrow, but with the true Van Alstyne Fisher walk—thus they set out for their evening's moderate diversion. I do not suppose that many look upon a great department store as an educational institution. But the one in which Nancy worked was something like that to ber. She was surrounded by beautiful things that breathed of taste and refinement. If you live in an atmosphere of luxury, luxury is yours whether your woney pays for it or another’s. The jeopls she served were mostly wo- men whose dress, manners, aud position io the social world were quoted as criterions. From them Naucy began to take toll—the best from each according to her view. From one she would copy and practice a gesture, from another an eloquent lifting of an eyebrow, from others, a manner of walking, or Sairying a parse, of smiling, of greeting a friend, of addressing ‘‘‘nferiors in station.” From her best beloved model, Mrs. Van Alstyne Fisher, she made re- quisition for that excellent thing, a soft, low voice as clear as silver and as perfect in articulation as the notes of a thrush. Suffused in the aura of this high social refinement and good breeding, it was im- possible for her to escape a deeper effect of it. As good habits are said to be better than good principles, so, perhaps, good manners are better than good babits. The teachings of your parents may not keep alive your New Eogland conscience: bat if you sit on a straight-back chair and repeat the words ‘‘prisms and pilgrims’ forty times the devil will flee from you. And when Naocy spoke in the Van Alstyne Fisher tones she felt the thrill of noblesse oblige to her very bones. James Whitcomb Riley. THE TRIMMED LAMP. Of coarse there are two sides to the ques- tion. Let us look at the other. We often hear Hshopgirig} spoken of. No such persons exist. There are girls who work in shops. They make their living that way. But why tarn their occuration into an ad- jective? Let us be fair. We do vot refer to the girls who live on Fifth Avenue as ‘ma rls.?? . Lon and Nancy were chums. They came to the big city to find work because there was not enough to eat at home to go around. Nancy was nineteen; Lou was twenty. Both were pretty, active, country girls who bad no ambition to go ob the stage. “he little cherub that sits up aloft guid- ed them to a cheap and respectable board- ing house. Both found positionsand be- came wage-earners. They remained chams. It is at the end of six months that I would beg you to step forward and be introduced to them. Gentle Reader: My lady friends, Mi.s Nancy and Miss Lon. While you are shaking hands please take notice—can- tiously —of their attire. Yes, cantionsly; for they are as quick to resent a stare as a lady in a box at a horse show. Lou is a piece-work ironer ina hand lanudry. She is clothed in a badly-fitting purple dress, and her bat plame is four inches too long; but her ermine muff and scarf cost $25, and its fellow beasts will be ticketed in the windows at $7.98 belere the season is over. Her cheeks are pink, and her light blue eyes bright. Content. ment radiates from her. There was another source of learning in Nancy you would call a shop-girl—be- | the great deparmental school. Whenever cause you bave the habit. There is no | you ree three or four shop-girls gather io a type; but a preverse generation is always bauch, and jiugle their wire bracelets as an seeking a type; so this 1s what the type frivolous accompaniment to appareutly should be. She bas the high ratted pom. | convention, do not think thas they are there pour, and the exaggerated straight front. | for the purpose of eriticizing the way er skirt is shoddy, hut has the correct | Ethel does her back hair. The meeting flare. No furs protect hie: agaivst the bis. | m.¥ lack the dignity of the deliberative ter spring air, hut she wears her short bodies of men; but it has all the import- NE, jacket as jauutily ax though it | ance of the occasion on which Eve and were Persian lamb! On her face and in her | ber first daughter fist put their heads to- eyes, remorseless ty pe-seeker, is the typical gether to wake Adam understand his prop- shop-girl expression. It is a look of silent | er place in the household [tis Wowan's but contemptuous revolt against cheated | Conference for Common Defense and Ex- womanhood; of sad prophecy of the ven- | change of Strategical Theories of Attack geance to come. When he Janghs ber and Repulse npon and against the World, loudest the look is still there. The same | which i« a Stage, and Mau, its Chief Usher, look cau be seen in the eyes of Russian | who Persists iv Throwing Boquets There- peasants; and those of ns left will see it | upon. Woman, the most helpless of the some day on Garbriel’s face when be comes | young of any animal-—with the fawn's to blow us up. It is a look that should | grace hut without its fleetness; with the wither and abash mau; but he has been | bird's beauty but witbout its power of known to smirk at it and offer flowers— | flight; with the honey-bee's burden of with a strivg tied to them. sweetness but withons ite—Oh, let's drop Now lift your bat aud come away. while | the similes—some of us may have been you receive Lon’s cheery ‘*See you again,’ | stung. . and the sardonic, sweet smile of Nancy | During this cooncil of war they pass that seems, somehow, to miss yon and xo | weapons one to another, and exchange fluttering like a white moth up over the | strategems thas each has devised aod for- house-tops to the stars. mulated ous of the tactics of life. The two waited on the coruer for Dan. “I says to 'im,’’ says Sadie, ‘‘ain’t you Dan was Lou's steady comyany. Faith. | the fresh thing! Who do you suppose I am, fal> Well he was on hand when Mary | to be addressing such a remark to me? would have bad to hire a dozen subpoena | And what do you think be says back to servers to find ber lamb. me?" “Ain't yon cold Nancy?’ said Loa. | The beads, brown, black, flaxen, red,and “Say, what a chump you are for working | yellow bob together, the answer is given; in that old store tor 88. a week! I made | and the parry to the thrust is decid $18.50 last week. Of course ironing ain't as swell work as selling lace behind a counter, but it pays. None of us ironers make less than $10. And I don’t know that it’s any less ul work, either.” *‘You can have it,” said Navoy, with up- lifted nose. *‘I'll take my ta week and hall bedroom. I like to be among nice things and swell people. And look what a chance I've got! Why, one of our glove girls married a Pittshurg—steel maker, or blacksmith or something—the other da; worths willion dolian, . I'll eateh a swell wyself some time. I ain’t bragging on m looks or rs gp I'll take m Hid A upon, to be used by each thereafter in passages-at-arms with the common enemy, mao. Thus Nancy learned the art of defense; avd toa woman successful defense means vietory. The curriculum of a department store is a wide one. Perbaps no other college could have fitted her as well for ber life's am- bition—the drawing of a matrimonial prize. Her station in the store was a favored one. The music room was near enough for her to hear and become familiar with the words of the best composers—at least to acquire the familiarity that passed for Sppesision ju i% the J world in which was v y try and aspiring foot. She absorbed the edu- cating influence of art wares, of costly and and dainty fabrics, of adornments that are almost culture to women. The other girls soon became aware of 's ambition. “Here comes your mil- , Nance,”’ they would call to her when-ever any man who looked the role ed her counter. It got to bea babit of men, who were hanging about while their women folk were shopping, to stroll over to the handkerchief counter and dawdle over the cambric equares. Nancy's imitation, high-bred air and genuine dainty beauty was what attracted. Many men thus came to display their graces before her. Some of them may have been mil- lionaires; others were certainly no more than their sedulous apes. Naocy learned to discriminate. There was a window at the end of the handkerchie! counter; and she could see the rows of vehicles waiting for the shoppers in the street be- low. She looked, and ved that an- tomobiles differ as well as do their own- ers. where there's prizes offered. What show would a girl have in a laandry?”’ ‘Why, that’s where I met Dan,” said Lou, trinm tly. ‘‘He came in for his Sunday shirt and collars and saw me at the first board, ironing. We all try to get to work at the first board. Ella Magionis wae sick that day, and I bad her place. He said he noticed my arms first, how | Ni round and white they was. I bad my | Ii sleeves rolled np. Some nice fellows come nto laundries. You can tell ’em by their bringiog their clothes in suit cases, and turning in the door sharp and sudden.” ‘‘How can you wear a waist like that, Lou?" said Nancy gazing down at the of- fending article with sweet scorn in her heavy-lidded eyes. ‘‘It shows fierce taste.’ *“This waist?’’ oried Lou, with wide-eyed indignation. ‘Why, I paid $16. lor this waist. It's worth twenty-five. A woman left it to be laundered, and vever called for it. The boss sold it to me. It’s got yards of hand embroidery on it. Better talk about that ogly, plain thing you've got on ” ‘“This ugly, plain thing,’ said Naocy calmly, ‘was copied from one thas Mrs. Van Alstyne Fisher was wearing. The girls say ber bill in the store last year was 12,000. I made mine, myself. It cost me $1.50. Ten feet away you couldn't tell it from here.” “Ob, well,” said Lon, ‘“if you want to starve t on aire, go abead. 2 IN Hie _ 3 after hours give me i as ay and attractive to wear pr able to buy.” Once a fasciuat tleman bought out desen bandk is uth ber across the counter with a Cophetua a When he had gone one of the girls “What's w warm up to that fellow? He looks the swell article, all right, to me.”’ -pataredly, sweetest, most impersonal, Van Alstyne to set a tentative | mon “Him? said Nancy, with ber coolest, | on That fellow’s a millionaire—he’s a nephew of old Van Skittles himself. And he was talking on the level, too. Have you gone crazy, Nauce?'’ “Have 1?" said Nancy. “‘I dido’t take him, did 1? He isn’s a milliooaire #o bard that you could notice it, anyhow. His family only allows him $20,000 a year to spend. The bald-beaded fellow was guy- ing him about it the other night at sup- per.” The brown pompadoar came nearer and narrowed her eyes. ‘Say, what you want?’ she inquired, in a voice hoarse for lack of chewing-gum. **Ain’t that enongh for you? Do you waut to be a Mormon, and marry Rockefeller and Gladstone Dowie and the Kivg of Spain and the whole bunch? Ain't $20,- 000 a year good enough for yon?" Nancy flushed a little under the level gaze of the black, shallow eyes. “It wasn't altogether the money, Car- rie,” she explained. “His friend caught him in a rank lie the other night at din- ner. It was about some girl he said he hadn’s been to the theater with. Well, I can’t stand a liar. Put everything together —1 don’t like him; and that settles it. When I sell out it’s not going to be on any bargain day. I’ve got to bave some- thing that sits up in a chair like a man, anybow. Yes, I'm looking out for a catch; but it’s got to be able toldo something more than make a voise like a toy bank.” ‘“The physiopathic ward for yours!” said the brown pompadoar, walkiog away. These high ideas, if not ideals—Nancy continued to cultivate on $8. per week. She bivouacked on the trail of the great unknown ‘‘catch,’’ eating her dry bread and tightening her belt day by day. On her face was the faint, soldierly, sweet, | grim smile of the preordaived man-hanter. | The store was her forest; and many times she raised ber rifle at game that seemed hroad-antlered and big; but always some deep unerrivg instinot—perbaps of the hantress, perhaps of the women—made her tiold her fire and take up the trail again. Lou flourished in the laundry. Out of ber $18.50 per week she paid $6. for her room and beard. The rest went mainly for clothes. Her opportunities for better- ing her taste and manners were few com- pared with Nancy's. In the steaming laundry there was nothing but work, work and her thoughts of the evening pleasures to come. Many costly and showy fabrics passed under her iron; and it may be that her growing fondness for dress was thus transmitted to ber through the conducting meial. When the day's work was over Dan awaited ber outside, her faithful shadow in whatever light she stood. Sometimes he cast an honest and troubled glance at Lou's clothes, that increased in Meonspicuity rather than in style; but this was no disloyalty; hedeprecated the atten- tion they called 10 her in the streets. And Lou was no less faithfa! to her cham. There was a law that Nancy should go with them on whatsoever outings they might take. Dan bore the extra burden heartily and in good cheer. It mighs be said that Lou farpished the color, Nancy the tone, and Dan the weight of the dis- traction seeking trio. The escort, in his neat but obviously ready-made suit, his ready-made tie and unfailing, genial, ready- made wit never startled or clashed. He was of that kind that you are likely to forget while they are present, but re- member distinotly they are gone. To Nancy's superior taste the flavor of these ready-made pleasures was sometimes a little bitter; but she was young; and youth is a gourmand, when it cannot bea rmet. “Dan is always wanting me to marry him right away,” Lou told ber once. ‘‘But why should I? I'm independent. I can do as I please with the money I earn; and he never would agree for me to keep on workiog afterward. And say, Nance, what do you want to stick to that old store for, and ball starve and half dress yourself ? I could get yon a place in the laundry t now if you'd come. It seems to me you could afford to be a little less stuck- up it you could make a good deal more ey. “I don’t think I'm stuck-up, Lou,’ said Nancy, *‘but I'd rather live on balf rations and stay where I am. I so I've the habit. It’s the chance that I want. I don’t expect to be always behind a coun- ter. I'm learning something new every day. I'm right up against refined and rich people all the time—even if I do only wait on them; and I'm pot missing any pointers that I see passing around.” “Caoght your millionaire yet?" asked Lou with her teasing laugh. “‘I baven's selected one yet,”’ answered Nancy. ‘I've been looking them over.” “Goodness ! the idea of picking over ‘em ! Don’t you ever let one get hy you Nance—even if he's a few dollars shy. But of course you're joking—millionaires don’s think abouts working girls like us.” *‘It might be better for them if they did,*’ said Nancy, with cool wisdom. “Some of us could teach them how to take care of hel 1 money." ol od one was to s| to me, * ed Lou, *‘I know I'd have a duok-fit.”” ““That’s because you don’t know any. The only difference between swells and other people is you have to watch ‘em closer. Don’t you think that red silk lin- ing is just a little bit too bright for that coat, Lou?" Lou looked at the plain, dull olive plat jacket rong, Nance, that you didn’t | of her “Well, no I don’t—but it may seem £0 beside that faded-looking thing you've got “This jacket,”’ said Nancy, complacent- ly, **has exactly the cut and fir - { one that ! Mis. Van Alstyne Fisher was weaning the | other day. Tue material costme $398 1 suppose hers cost about $100 more.” i “Ob, well,” said Lou lightly, ‘it don't | strike me as millionaire bait. Shonlin’s wonder if I cateh one before you do, any- way ruly is would bave taken a philosopher to decide upon t e valuesof the theories beld by the two friends. Lon, lacking that certain pride and fastidiousness that keeps stores and desks filled with girls working for the bares living, thumped away gaily with her iron in the noisy and stifling laondry. Her wagessupported her beyond the point of comfort; so that her dress profi until sometimes she cast a sidelong glance of impatience at the neat bat inelegant apparel of Dan—Dan the con- stant, the immutable, the nodeviating. As for Naocy, her case was one of tens of thousands. Silk and jewels and laces and ornaments and the perfume and music of the fine world of good-breeding and taste— these were made for womau ; they are her equitable portion. Let her keep near them if they are a part of life to her, and if she will. She is no traitor to bersell, as E<au was; for she keeps her birthright and the pottage she earns is often very scant. In this atmosphere Nancy belonged; and she throve in it and ate her frugal meals and schemed over her cheap dresses wits a’ determined aud contented mind. She al- ready knew woman; and she was studying man, the animal, both as to his habits and eligibility. Sowe day she would bring down the game that she wanted; but she promised herself it would he what seemed to her the biggest and the best, and noth- ing smaller. Thus she kept her lamp trimmed and harniog to receive the bridegroom when he should come. Bat, another lesson she learned. perhaps unconscionsly. Her standard of values began to shift and change. Sometimes the dollar-mark grew blurred in her mind's eye, and «haped itself into letters that spell- ed such words as ‘‘truth’” and ‘“‘honor”’ and now and then just ‘‘kindness.” Let us wake a likeness of one who hunts the moose or elk in some mighty wood. He gees a little dell, mossy and embowered, where a rill trickles, babbliog to him of rest and comfort. At these times the spear of Nimrod himself grows blunt. So, Nancy wondered sometimes if Per- sian lamb was always quoted at its market value by the hearts that it covered. Ouae Thursday evening Nancy left the store and turned across Sixth Avenue westward to the laundry. She was ex- pected to go with Lou and Dav to a musical comedy. Dan was just coming out of the laundry when she arrived. There was a queer, strained look on his face. “I thought I would drop around to see if they bad heard from her,’ he said. “Heard from who?’ asked Nancy. “Isn't Lou there?" “I thooght you knew,’’ said Dan. “She hasn't been here or at the hoose where she lived since Monday. She moved all ber things from there. She told one of the girls in the laundry she might be going to Europe.” ‘‘Hasn’t anybody seen her anywhere?" asked Nancy. Dan looked at her with his jaw set grim- ly, and a steely gleam in his steady gray eyes. “They told me in the laundry,’’ be said, harshly, ‘that they saw her pass yesterday —in an aatomobile. With one of the mil- lionaires, I suppose, that you and Lou were forever busying your brains about.” For the first time Nancy quailed before a man. Sbe laid her hand that trembled slightly on Dan's sleeve. “‘Yon've no right to say such a thing to me Dan—as if I had anything to do with ist" “I did’ mean it that way,’ said Dao, softening. He fumbled in his vest pocket. “I've got the tickets for the show to- night,” he said, with a gallant show of or My “It youn —" Nancy admired pluck whenever she saw it. “I'll go with you, Dan,’’ she said. Three months went by before Nancy saw Lon again. At twilight one evening the shop-girl was hurrying home along the border of a little quiet park. She beard her name called, and wheeled about in time to catch Lou rushing into her arms. After the first embrace they diew their heads back as serpents do, ready to attack or to charm, with a thousand gnestions trembling on their swift tongues. And then Nancy noticed that prosperity bad descended upon Lou, manifesting itself in costly fare, is gems, and creations of the tailors’ art. “You little fool !" cried Lou, loudly and affectionately. ‘‘I see you are still work- ing in that store, and as shabby as ever. And how about that big catch you were going to make—nothing doing vet, I sup- pose ? Aud then Lou looked, and saw that something better than prosperity bad de- scended upon Nancy—something that shone brighter than gems in her eyes aud redder than a rose in her cheeks, and that danced like electricity anxious to be loosed from the tip of her tongue. “Yes, I'm still iu the store,”’ said Nauv- or. “but I'm going to leave it next week. I've made my catch—the bi eatch in the world. You won't mi wow Lou, will youn ?—1'm going to be married to Daun—to Dan !—he's my Dan now—why, Lou !" Around the corner of the park strolled one of those new-crop, smooth-faced young policemen that are making the force more endurable—at least to the eye. Hesawa woman with an expensive fur coat and dia- mond-ringed bands crouching down against the iron fence of the park sobbing turbu- ently, while a slender, plainly-dressed working girl leaned close, trying to console her. But the Gibsonian cop, being of the new order, passed on, pretending not to notice, for he was wise enongh to know that these matters are he- youd help, =o far as the power he repre- sents are concerned, though be rap the pavement with his pightstiek till the sound goes up to the farthermost stars.—By O. Henry, in McClure’s Magazine. —Ten year old Fred was going toa party for the first time. “Here's a ball-dollar, Fred,’”’ said his father; ‘if it rains, be sure you take acab home.’ But Fred reached home drenched through. “Why didn’t you take acah?'’ said his father. “I did, father,” said Fred; “avd I sat on the box all the way home. It was glori- ous. bie wr wn le Joan ib i ua mother; s only to play with your marbles fora little while.” “No, mother, he’s going to keep them al if h2 can.” “Oh, no, dear.” “I'm sure he is, mother, ’cos he's trying to swallow them.” EEE Formér Judge Gordon Flays Hosses. Former Judge James Gay Gordon, of Philadelphia, delivered the notifica- tion speech for the Democratic party to Lewis Emery, Jr., at the Pittsburg meeting. He sald: “We live in momentous times. Some of the profoundest problems of social life are in process of solution. Ques tions vitally affecting the well-being of the people and that a little more than a year ago were scarcely discern ible above the political horizon are now being debated at every crossroads store, on every platform and in the col umns of every newspaper. “Within the last twelvemonth a flood of light has been let in upon the meth: ods and morals of the influences that control the capital of the country and the markets for the necessaries eof life. “State and municipal governments have been laid bare in all the hideous- ness of corrupt deformity. The nation has staggered appalled at revelations of financial dishonesty, corporate op pression and governmental crimes that the boldest critics of our institutions had never suggested. “Shame has covered this people as with a garment and we have bowed our heads in humiliation at the hissing derision of the nations. “But the light of inquisition that re. vealed the disease disclosed also the cause of the malady. Every abuse, every oppression, every crime was found to be linked to a corrupt politi: cal machine that protected, if it did not engender it. “No matter how remote the iniqui- ties seemed on their surface from po- litical connection, yet investigation showed thet they ultimately rested on party bosses and party machines for support and protection. Abandoned Wharves a Landmark. “No locality and no political party had a monopoly of the infamy. From the turbid waters of the Missouri to the abandoned wharves of the Dela ware—f{rom Kansas to New York— from St. Louis to Philadelphia—the same unvarying lesson was taught: “That public plunder has no politics and the corruptions of our financial and political institutions are united as by an umbilical cord with our party bosses and machines. “Some may dispute the statement that the tariff is the mother of trusts, but in the light of recent revelations none will deny the proposition that the political boss is their godfather. “It was with these revelations and this lesson before it that the Demo- cratic party of Pennsylvania assem- bled in state convention last June. “It had seen, moreover, what a free people will do when once thoroughly aroused tc a sense of wrong and be- trayal. “It had scen the aggressive, ardent and impartial district attorney of St. Louis, Foll: elected to the governor ship of Miz=ouri, in spite of the Dem: ocratic machine, whose crimes he had unearthed and punished. “It had scen another district attor ney, ostraciced by his party for his fearless administration of justice, ap- peal to the people as an independent candidate and carry the great metrop- olis of the nation over all factions and bosses, “It had seen likewise, at the same election, the Tamany candidate for mayor barely escape defeat by meth: ods of dubious honesty and legality. “Above all, it had seen in Philadel phia and Pennsylvamia, the Gibraltar of corrupt boss government, an out: raged Republican constituency that had voted for Roosevelt the year be- fore by half a million majority, defeat its party state machine by nearly a hundred thousand. Honest Citizens Redeemed City. “In Philadelphia a fusion of honest citizens of all parties redeemed that city from a rapacious political organi zation, the most powerful, all-controll- ing and debased in the annals of mu- nicipal government. “The Democratic party when it as- sembled in convention last June was, therefore, confronted by an extraor- dinary condition'of public affairs and a delicate and difficult problem, “A great national party with a con tinued history of more than a hun. dred years, it would have been nat- ural had it looked upon the disruption of its great political rival as an oppor: tunity for a party advantage. : “There were those in the counsels of the party who sincerely entertained this view of political and public duty. They supported their advice by fl lustrations and arguments that were difficult to confute and that, in normal times, would have been prevailing. “But these are not normal times, and a new issue is before the people of Pennsylvania, and new duties have devolved upon parties. The new fis- sue is the destruction of the boss-gov- erned political machines that have brought shame upon the nation and woes innumerable upon the people. “rhe hope of the future lies first in the emancipation of parties from the thraldom of boss-controlled organiza- tions. Reform will follow only when parties become responsive to the will of their voters. “In Pennsylvania, more than any other state, this issue is emphasized A protesting body of independent and patriotic Republicans emphasized fi when, under the name of Lincoln Re publicans, they placed a ticket of theh own in the field in opposition to tht Machine Republican nominees. “This body of protesting Republican integrity arrayed itself upon a platform of principles that represent the urgeni reforms earnestly demanded by hon. est men of all parties. “Thus stood the Republican voters of Pennsylvania when the Democratic convention met. The old, unregener- ate, guilty and convicted Machine, with its cohorts of disciplined dependents on the one side, and on the other the enthusiastic, ardent, honest but unor- ganized independent Republicans, seek- ing to save heir party from the con- tinued rule of the despot and theh state from the continued shame of the spoiler. “In this emergency what did the Democracy do? Rising to the highes! duties of patriotism, putting behind fl the promptings of selfishness, recog: nizing a common cause in the strug gie for political freedom, it proclaim: ed a truce to partisanship and turned its united organization over to a com: mon leadership in the war of emanci- pation from Machine serfdom. “By this act of renunciation the Democracy established at once its sin- cerity and its greatness. The oldest party in the nation and destined prob. ably to endure for many generations to come, it nevertheless has not hesi- tated for the accomplishment of a great immediate public good to fall be- hind the leadership of the youngest ol all parties. “Placing, therefore, at the head of its ticket the nominee of the Lincoln party for the office of chief executive of the state, the Democrats gave him three colleagues of highest character and eminent fitness to do battle at his side. “By the command of the Democratic state convention, it devolves upon ms to give those candidates formal noti- fication of their nomination. This I do by announcing that you, Louis Emery, Jr., Republican, are the Democratic nominee for governor, and you, Jere- miah 8. Black, Democrat, are its nomi. nee for lieutenant governor, and you William T. Creasy, Democrat, its nomi. nee for auditor general, and you, John J. Green, Democrat, are its nomine¢ for secretary of internal affairs, “The Democracy is fulfilling its mis. sion when it refuses to strive for 3 pasaran victory that would fasten chains on honorable foes. Democrats must stand for liberty first and always Partisanship will be a helpful manifes- tation of public spirit when it ceases to be an asset by which the boss main: tains his power. “Political bosses are never partisans They preach partisanship to their fol lowers, but themselves practice the most miscellaneous libertinage. They are professed monogamists, but practi- cal Mormons. The politics of a boss and a corporation are the same. An irre- sistible affinity for the party in power and an inveterate hostility to unrepre- sented minorities. Rests With Independents. “The hope of the coming campaign lies in the fact that a united Democracy will bring more than 400,000 votes to the ticket. It now rests with the in. dependent Republicans who love de- cency more than dishonor, righteous- ness more than regularity, to say whether they will lift up their party out of ite degradation and the state out of its shame, “Fortunately, the issue in the cam- paign will not be obscured by divert. ing personalities, The Republican Ma. chine has pinced a ticket in the field composed of gentlemen of unimpeach- able personal character. It is due to them to say that their defeat will be na reflection on their personal fame. “The Machine platform, likewise, is in the main unexceptionable. Every vi tal line of it, however, is a recantation and repudiation of its past. But will the independent voter trust the reform cause to the defiant bosses who have made the reforms necessary? “Would a ‘corrupt and criminal com- bination masquerading as ‘Republi. cans’ be any more trustworthy when masquerading as ‘reformers’? Is it safe to continue the reins of political power in the hands of those who have used that power to create the mon- strous abuses against which the na- tion is now in arms? “The Machine in Pennsylvania hasnot been whipped into abdication, but only frightened into false pretense. It re- tains power and only surrenders prom- ises. “Some malignant growths are s¢ deep-seated that the only hope of life is the surgeon's knife. But you can not expect the cancer to operate on itslef. Neither can you expect the Ma- chine to commit suicide. “Remedies to be effectiev must be applied with a view to the duration and extent of the disease. When Hercules undertook to clean the Augean Stables he did not use a lace handkerchief, but turned the bed of a river upon the foul mass and washed the festering filth into the sea. Only Herculean methods will serve for the disinfection of the Pennsylvania political Machine. “When a political boss or his Ma- chine is in danger he immediately turns reformer—that is, he writes reform platforms. The greater his danger and the more manifest his guilt and wick- edness, the more radical will be his re- form professions. The father of the present Republican Machine often and successfully played this ruse to save himself from disaster. “Greater Than Clay Or Webster.” “He was the greatgst of all reform verbalists—greater than Webster, or Clay, or Roosevelt. “So the platform on which the pres- ent Machine candidates stand is loaded with sound doctrine and reform prom- ises. It is specially radical in its de. nunciation of the wrongs of railroad corporations. This from those who un- til now have been the most servile tools of all corporations is sardonic in its insincerity. “It raises the question whether the real and vital reform of Mr. Cassatt fn abolishing all free passes is not thus sountered by threats of reprisals on i Continued on page 3. 5 7% sin les
Significant historical Pennsylvania newspapers