The morning call. [volume] (San Francisco [Calif.]) 1878-1895, 1892-09-09
NO COIN TO THROW AWAY
The State Democracy Re-
duced to Straits.
A DEARTH OF HARD CASH.
The Pavilion Vanishes in a Dream and the
Metropolitan Temple Remains as the
Ashes Of Past Triumphs.

While some Democrats may conscien-
tiously swallow the camel free trade they
choke at the gnat free" enthusiasm and
free work.
At present there is great shaking going
on in the great party of perverted Jeffer-
sonian principles, and the cause of it all is
due to low cashbox.
There may be few smooth quarters in
it or probably punched ''half" remains as
''sinker' to tell of the liberality of some
promiD emf Democrat.
This pessimistic looking cashbox and con-
tents has caused the great lull OF enthusi-
asm that is apparent in Democratic ranks.
The State Central Committee started out
to carry the State by storm. But only a
faint zephyr blew in few contributions to
pay the storming party. and Max Pepper
looked dubious.
The idea of hiring the Mechanics Pavilion
as a tabernacle for the Democracy was
dropped as suddenly as poor relation.
why, man alive" quoth Max Pepper,
"who eaid we wanted the Pavilion?
wouldn't give 10 cents for the building.
7 on can't hear any talk in it."
eve have hired the Metropolitan Tenn
pie, though" signs Mr.. Pepper, land it's
the best place in town for the purpose, and
we have paid our rent in advance, too" he
said, with a considerable show of happi-
ness at the thought that one prospective
bill was killed in its flight. Thus has one
hope of the State Democracy taken wings
and alighted on the FIfth-street tabernacle.
"We pay our bills as they fall due" ven-
tursd the chairman of the State Central
Committee, and he gave sigh, as though
his financial ability was sometimes severely
tested.
After proudly stating that the committee
was sending out speakers to enlighten the
darkest interior" as to the glories Of free
trade, Mr.. Pepper again became gloomy.
There are lot Of weekly newspapers in
this city who sought our aid, but we have
been unable to throw money away this
year as on former occasions" said the high
chief of the Democracy. So the campaign
of education which was TO enlighten the
State has fallen off its three-legged stool.
The Spanish, German. French and Ital-
ian papers" referred to by Mr. Pepper, who
were to expatiate on the virtues OF free
trade" find they cannot do it when they
have to do their "whistlug Free"
What scores of ambitious authors with
valuable manuscripts have toiled up those
stairs at the Grand Hotel with their literary
burdens. only TO find that the COMMITTEE
has no money to throw away" They sadly
wend their way downstairs again and think
of the days that have passed.
The Democratic Safe Central Committee
all Its supplies from the national head
quarters.
Mr. Pepper states that the people can
not be instructed in forty-Gve days." so he
has virtually abandoned the literary branch
of politics.
Aspiring orators, too, who have not an in
come OF their own to depend upon need
not expect 10 be thrust into prominence
through the Democracy's aid.
Only the old warhorses who can afford
to indulge in the expensive luxury of
''speech-making" at their own cost stand
any show"
"Oh. it's sad, tell you." said an old-time
Democrat, as he stood in the hallway of the
Grand Hotel gazing ruefully toward the
door leading to the State committees rooms !;
this is sending the chill to the hearts Of all
true Democrats"
Max Pepper, however. bears a cheerful
front, though his hair looks as if his fingers
we're frequently run through it. and his
mustache is pulled out in lengths. giving
signs that he frequently has moments Of
severe mental anguish.