The Yakima herald. [volume] (North Yakima, W.T. [Wash.]) 1889-1914, 1894-05-24


one bright with light which Is thought
OF human interest, "Coxeyite." A most
vile word truly, and one that may (as we
devoutly hopel have . life as brief as the
movement that forced il into being IL
troublous.
Yes, some words die, but not all. II .
word well fulfls the purpose OF its cres-
ton It lives on. ever young aud lusty,
the fountains Of its life lying deep in
human nature. And therein ere words
greater than their makers.
Except where whole languages have
been swept away by some historic cata-
clysm, words that have died singly have,
for the most part, died young. Young,
but unlovely; OR, II not unlovely, use
less.
What . deeply interesting land the
limbo OF dead words would be. Imagine
O Dantesque progress through the neither
world Of disembodied words, with such
guide as Dante had, to learn the history
Of the inhabitants from themselves.
Think Of hearing the words which fell
from the perfect lips Of Eve, what time
she first breathed her celestial love into
the ears Of our great forefather. (Retro,
Sathanas Dsrwiniusl We will none
Of thy Simian blasphemy.l Or the whis-
pered spell OF those strange accents,
musical with the murmurous sough Of
pine and the soft plash Of fountain, in
which Enone xooed her shepherd prince.
Or those last words in which the great
Semiramis babe sdieu TO all her loves,
her labors and her conquests, ere from
that Babylonish garden, suspended be-
tween earth and heaven, her dove
winged spirit spread its wings in fight.
Think Of listening to all the fiery words
Of heroism and wisdom, OF patriotism,
love and wit (happy thought, introduce
box OF wit here) that have compelled and
frightened this gray old world, and, hav-
ing made its history. have gone hence.
And soon ''Coxeyite" will thrust its vul-
gar, insolence presence into such COM
pany. Can we not imagine with what
quiet dignity the upstart will be made to
feel that his place is in the outer dark
ness.
We do not believe that the Coxeyite is
going to make any history. To Judge
from those Of his works and what OF his
ways have come under our notice, IL
would be but unwholesome history II he
did. Poor fools! For some hidden rea-
son Coxius seems to have been permitted
TO send them strong delusion, that they
might believe lie. For time, we sup
pose, the ignis fatuus OF paternalism run
mad may brighten their dark and devi.
GUS way; but the end must surely be
clear to them in their lucid moments.
How rough a commentary on their
crazy faith must that enforced flight from
the car tops have been. Did it strike
them, as they struck the rocky breast Of
their unsympathetic mother, that what
is, generally is because it is best, and
must be; and that they were vainly try
ing to escape from the inevitable. as
bird might beat it's wings against its
cage. Happy thought: A winged Cox
eyite! And yet wings were what they
required.) They should have come TWEEN.
ty.fve years later, when man shall have
conquered the air. Then they might have
reached Washington easily enough. 1t
would seem to be q much more difficult
matter to carry out police regulations
where travellers are not controlled by the
circumscribed conditions which surround
land locomotion.
Let us suppose that 100 Coxeyites had
oniously possessed themselves OF an
air ship, and had gained an hour or two's
start of the outraged law Air ships, we
know. are to travel at the rate Of from
one to two hundred miles an hour. Why,
they would have passed Spokane before
the myrmidons got ready to give them
chase, and they would most probably
have arrived at the goal, or perhaps more
truly gaol, Of their hopes, with their pur-
suers far 10 the rear. Or, had they been
oyertaken, they could tack and dodge
about 10 space In such way rs to smile
at seizure. Or If, when on the point OF
being taken, they became desperate (as
they were crossing, let us say. the north
west end OF Lake Michigan, reversed
electricity and skiliully rammed their
pursuers under the fifth rib, and a mile
or so above water, who could tell what
happened? MEM. Must get rid OF this
loose style Of writing; double entendre
objectionable.) Unless, indeed, they did
80 themselves. But that is just what they
would be most likely to do. Among the
hundred there would be found not few
who drank. And among those thus
afflicted would be some who could not
hold their tongues in liquor. Happy
thought: Wish we could do 80 ourselves
just now.) They would certainly get to
telling, in their loose-tongued. inebriate
pride, how they "did for the scabs."
And then (happy thought: Why should
the spirit Of inebriate be proud2 aud yet
it is. Kings may be great, but not in it
with inebriates. Must look into this.
Men,; Inebriate much pleasanter word
for amiable weakness than brutal Anglo
Saxon ia common use.)
"Scabsp' What q horrid word, and
yet one that may live. What deal Of
ugly contempt II breathes - though it
should not. A scab is primarily an evil
dence that healing is going on, promise
Of better things. It is not otherwise than
outrageous that decent word should
be taken, and, nolens volens, have 3
nasty significance fastened to it.