Daily globe. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1878-1884, 1883-02-28
MORE IMMIGRATION.
COL. KING PERPETRATES THE
HUGEST JOKE OF THE SEASON.

The Blaekmaflers So Loyal to st. Paul that
They Sacrificed $4O,OOO-Here's Where
the Laugh Comes in-Why Don't You
Laugh?
To the Editor of the Globe:
MINNEAPOLIS, Feb. 27.-Please allow me
few words further in reply to your sug-
gestion that my memory is sadly at
fault" in regard to this venerable old
tramp of falsehood which has been go
ing up and down the country at large for
dozen years past of nay having ''bribed
the st. Paul Press to support Mr.. Window
by paying the proprietors of that paper
$4,000" As I,stated to you yesterday
the controversy between the Press parties
and myself related simply and solely to
the question of who should be
director in the Northwestern Construction
company. The money part was to be
theirs any way, not only the $4,000 but
the $4,000 money which resulted from the
contract then held by the company. The
fight was, Mr.. Editor, not over the money
but over the control of the construction
company. 1 wanted it for Minneapolis
while the Press men were determined to
have it for st. Paul. That was the ''nub"
of that quarrel. So you see the Press
folks, instead of trying to ''blackmail" me
out of $4,000 in money, preferred to give
up $4,000 rather than that st. Paul should
lose the control of the con-
struction company, which from the first I
said take your $4,000 and go to thun-
der, but I won't give up the Minneapolis
control of this company" Of course and
as you we'll know when Joe Wheelock gets
mad he is about as vicious "a critter" as
ever was saddled, but when he and Fred
Driscoll, and Charley Nichols all got mad
together it was worse than any double bar
relied "blizzard" or fve-story cyclone you
ever heard of. To any one in the habit of
~ appalling. There was hardly
any thing that could be thought
of that they were not going to do to that
internal rascal, Bill King" And SO, as
appears frsm your republication this
morning, they demanded that everybody
should join them in the war of extermiaa-
tion against that good and true man of
Minneapolis, who so griRly and tenacious
ly clung to that coveted dictatorship.
They told Mr.. Window, it appears, that
hs must "fall in" and march against the
common enemy. Ny recollection is that
they did really scare the senatorial candi-
date little, and that he came to me to
ask what the trouble was, and to see if it
could not be amicably adjusted, for he, of
all mon, didn't want free fight
among his friends just at that time. But
according to my best recollection again,
l simply told Mr.. Windom that he "sould
go back to st. Paul and tell the Press folks
to go To" (You see was irreligious
at that time and frequently used improper
language, for which am now very sorry.) |
That, ''if the Press folks supposed any |
outside influences or political friendships |
could change my purpose or decision, |
they were very much mistaken You see |
had begun to get ''vexed" by this time |
and could tear around almost |
as lively as Joe. WheeIock or Fred. Dris- |
coll. Well, to make Il long story short, |
when ''the boys" had got little regular |
sleep, taken cold bath and cooled their
bleod off somewhat, we got together and |
fixed the thing up. What was the use of |
their losing the money and dictatorship |
too, and laying right down in the streets
and dying like martyrs for their love of
st. Paul? They had shown their loyalty
to that city; had proved myself "true
olue' to Minneapolis, and then We quit
our nonsense on both sides; divided the
contract money as we thought about right,
and all was lovely and serene again.
So you will see, Mr.. Editor,
hat instead of ''blackmailing" me out of
,ne dollar for their support of Mr.. Window
or senator, Messrs. Wheelock, Driscoll
md Nichols were merely fighting for the
profit and glory of ST. Paul, and were will
ng to make great sacrifices to carry their
md. These are the facts, and you, so in
ense an admirer and so able and ardent
champion of st. Paul, ought to give them
he credit they deserve in this matter.
Yours truly, WM. S. KING.