Daily Los Angeles herald., 1878-03-14
stanford ana Kearney.

which he is repaid for much of the
arid journalistic ground which he
Is obliged to traverse. 1t is sort of
oasis in the desert Of every day
life. Such is the interview which
Dennis Kearney lately had with
Gov. Stanford. Slightly travesty-
Ing the language of Commodore
Perry and applying 1t to Kearney,
he s'met the enemy (Stanford) and
was his'n.n The Ex-Governor un-
doubtsdiy s1inated the great agi-
sate sad ehe latter left the rail-
eas llezpeto's presence with the
belief, Iuiiy impressed on heart
and memory, that Stanford was
q very good sort of a
man. OF this fact we
have no doubt. The Ex-Governor,
Ia the limestone country of the
Mohawk valley, New York, where
he was born, took on the giant
frame, robust physique and accom-
panying mental stamina and soft
ness OF heart which have enabled
him to rule as lord of Mob Hill and
to win the confidence Of Kearney.
In his ingenious confession ofthe
effects of that interview, Dennis
Kearney admits that Stanford is
smarter man than he took him to
be. Now if Dennis ever doubted
the California Railway Kings
smartness, he fell into an error
which We have never committed.
A man who can get himself recog-
mixed as the owner Of bank ac-
count of twenty millions or SO, who
can build transcontinental railways
and tell the United States govern
ment to call off its dogs when
hunting up such vulgar and pro-
sale incident as overdue and accu-
mulated interest, whatever else he
may lack, is smart. In fact, the
American word is not the proper
one; he is not only smart but
clever, in the full significance of
the English phrase. Dennis Kear-
ney, in making this announcement
to the concourse assembled on the
Sand lots in San Francisco, is tell.
ing not only twice told but a
twenty times told tale.
Dennis Kearney was told by
Stanford he is working man.
And that reminds US of an old
Massachusetts, story. One of the
early English Governors of the
Colony Of Massachusetts, Bay once
set o lot of Indians to work on a
public improvement. They worked
faithfully for q time, including
/, their chief. But, finally, the latter
observed that, while the English
Governor occasionally "bossed"
the job, he was very chary about
catching hold of pick or shovel.
The incident made a deep impres :
sion on the chief. One day he ap-
preached the English dignitary
and said, with the primeval SIM
plicity of the forest, You no
work. "Oh," said the Governor,
tapping his forehead significantly,
II work head work." With an in.
( telligence which did him honor
the chief Immediately applied
himself to consuming an indefinite
amount of firs-water. He got
royalty drunk every day. The de-
moralizing effects of this procedure
were soon apparent, and the Col
onial Governor thought it well to
take the aboriginal chief to task.
The latter met the reproof with be-
coming dignity. Remembering the
melodramatic gesture Of his lectur-
er on the previous occasion, he tap
ped his forehead with the dignity
Of an Indian Chief, and replied,
me work head work, too" In
that one sense Gov. Stanford is un-
doubtedly working man.
But there is something Arcadian
In the breezy and delicious frank
ness with which the Ex-Governor
met the Agitator. When Kearney
reproached Stanford for employing
Chinese laborers, he was assured
by the Railway King that he had
to spend so much money in bribing
Legislators at Sacramento not to
ruin him that he was compelled
to make up the deh-
cheney by cheap Chinese labor.
With The honest workingmen In
stalled as legislators at Sacramento,
he added, no money would have to
be paid out this way, and he would
then be able to yield to the instincts
Of his great labor-loving heart.
Then none but Caucssians would be
employed in running and extend
ing railways. "But the legislative
thieves and villains Of the Demo-
cratic and Republican Tarties,"
said the Governor, dropping easily
and naturally into the language
dear to the heart of Dennis Kear.
ney, chad now to be attended TO.
Oh for the day when l shall have
only TO deal with the stalwart sons
OF toil-tle men who earn their
bread in the sweat OF their brows.
When that blessed day comes 1 am
ready TO take my departure, to
sing my nstnc dimaittis and exclaim,
though even then my spirit be |