Audubon County Republican. [volume] (Audubon, Audubon Co., Iowa) 1885-1894, 1892-09-08
MALCONTENTS.
A STORY FOR AMERICANS
COPYRIGHTED BY CORA s. HOOD.
CHAPTER vi.
BRAMBLE RULE.

vlCbory.-HON. WILLIAM MCKINLEY.
At last the exciting electoral canvass was
Polk and Dallas party and James X. Polk was
1916.
Manufacturers sighed and submit ed, while
labor was jubilant he seeds OF dssension
SO unscrupulously sown, had resulted in a
Dountllul harvest OF workingmen's votes and
blHzins bonllrps and shouts OF triumph testi-
fed to their joy at the result OF Democratic
victory.
year passed by and for while all went
on rs usual In and without the Fletcher
Works, Dut, even before that period had ex-
pred, suspicion was awakening in the minds
OF the people that great fraud had been hid
den behind that cry OF "Polk, Dallas and the
Tar fl OF 49,"
Manufacturers throughout the country be-
gan 10 fear another low tariff era and their
Tears We're not without foundation for in 1876
the party in power did indeed repeal the
famous tariff of AZ, which they had so
solemuly promised to defend and that repeal
was only made possible by the casting vote of
tue traitor protecIiouist, George NJ. Dallas
Although the bill, now introduced Tor very
low tariff, was bravely fought by the Wings in
Congress and by Protectionisls throughout
the country, 1t was established in spite OF
their protests and the tariff OF '46, the lowest
tariff the United States has ever known and
which was practically free trade, became 9
law.
That immediate ruin did not result was due
10 exlraneons causes. famine in ireland
short crops In Europe, the Mexican war, the
Crimt an war and the discovery Of gold In Gait
fornia all contributed to postpone the evi
day, but as soon as these unusual resources
Were cut of, the old disastrous consequences
ensued.
The British free trade doctrine, put into
practice by the tariff of '46, destroyed oul
chief industries, paralyzed all business and
again were thousands Of men and women
thrown into enforced idleness.
merchants aud manufacturers grew pale
win apprehension and labor in turn grew rest
I've. The country was flooded with foreign
goods, many factories closed and others kept
on working at lowered prices. Manufacturers
worklngmen. merchants and farmers all shar.
Cd 10 the general ruin and distress.
wages must come down r. at last cried Cap.
ital throughout the country.
wages shall not come down r. shrieked sui
fering Labor.
As the months passed by times grew worse
instead OF bstter; manufacturers beca me bank.
rupt and street corners in the numerous
towns and cities were filled with idle, excited
men.
=, Thorpe Fletcher, through all the trouble o.
THESE years, had kept his workmen employed
and well paid, but at length he saw that the
bea'y losses he was daily mourning would
soon result in immediate bankruptcy and ruin
and to declare that wages must be reduce l.
Inc result was one OF the most disastrous
riots in the State.
One evening, during this time, three men
sat cIouching over miserable fire kindled or
the Kelly hearth. They were CATER Gwynne
Joe Dartle and Gentleman Kelly, and they
spoke In whispered, confidential tones, al.
tnough Mrs. Kelly had been sent to the corner
store and the children were in their beds.
Little Nora, grown into tall. thin, delicate
ND hAn
now lay on couch in the corner, tossing un-
easily with pain and fever.
yes, muttered Kelly, with an oath
IAN the foine doin's goin' on up TO the
house just the same, wild the min dyin
IKE sheep In the townI There's to be
hypercrites is to sail fer forrin' parts. Mrs.
Peyton, she's to be-" he gave a mock.
Ing emphasis to the name, IAN O prouder
foind.
She's meddlln' here week in and week
out an faith she's sot my own family uT
again me and thin she and Fletcher pertinds
IN res no worruk an lets honest min die fer
the want OF tp'
Truly our blessings brighten as they TAXI
their hight. Work had been waiting for
many years at Kelly's very door yet
he had never shown desire to embrace il
until 1t was beyond his reach
Inen there were more whipers between the
men and Kelly ended with:
but we'll take our revinge out of 'em. b'ys
t Damn thet Fletcher an his Miss Ithell Damn
As he paused, shrlll. trembling voice cried
at his elbow:
How dare yer damn my Miss Ithel, YOU
PAD, wicked man2 How dare yer? I hate
yer, thets what l DO, an wish yer was dead
Nora stood there, her thin, white face work.
ing with rage. She shook her puny fist in her
astonished fathers face, and then, Staggering
from beneath the blow he dealt her and fol-
lowed by MS dreadful oaths, fed out into the
welcome shadows OF the night
Hall an hour later Miss Fle cher. sitting idIv
dreaming by the fire, looked up to see a white
lace, Ilgnted by supernaturally brilliant ewes
pressed close against the window pane. The
nmes had been so wild and the threats She
nau nearo so dreadful that she arose with a
snrleK OF terror, then ashamed of ner mo.
mentary Weakness. crossed the room and
threw back the window
Nora Kelly, with a ragged shawl covering
ner bare head and scanty, torn dress hang
ing ABOUT ner thinly clad feet, stood shiyerinc
and sobbing In the keen, frosty air,
Ethel Fletcher drew the poor child TO the
her to drink IL. eNN
,"oh, Miss 1thel" gaspsd Nora, 1T ruined
Oh me way TO tell yer. an now me throat hurts
Never mind, DEAR" said the sweet voice
Wnateyer you have to tell can waif; and now
tell me-" wv S"N
Nora choked, clutched her thin throat with
nef claws Of fingers, and taking the cup, obedi-
sopoing again upon Miss Fietcher's rich gown.
and the lady did not pull the silken fabric
aside but, caressing the child's dark hair with
her dainty iewelsd hand, let her weep.
and covered II with kisses,
"Wot II he Is nay fayther, wot do keer fer
theti de has damned yer an / hate him
thets wot l dol Where's the boss. Miss
AtheR TEL him to hurry to the faet'ry, quick /