The Indianapolis journal. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1867-1904, 1894-07-24
A TARIFF EPIC.
Prose Poem in Which the Trusts Are
Treated at the End.


There is sorrow in the White House. where
the lights are dim and low; there is grief
up at the Capitol, where sad-eyed states
men go; there is pain in the committee
rooms where Democrats sit glum, and the
star-eyed goddess glowers as she frowns
and bites her thumb: there is weeping loud
and wailing over one poor tariff bill, and
the Democratic cloak rooms are all silent,
cold and chill Democrats who once were
happy now are weary, sick and sad, but
nobody has discovered that the trusts are
feeling bad.
Once the House set out quite gayly to
draw up a tariff bill, and the Democrats
assembled on the capitals high hill. Mr.
Wilson and McAIillin and the other Demo-
Gratis cut the duties down diamonds
carpets, coal and Persian cats; took the
duty off of sugar. slapped a higher one on
rice, tinkered with the tariff question until
they all felt gay and nice; sent the bill
on to the Senate, happy DER their work and
glad, but they found somehow or other
that no trusts were feeling bad
For the big trusts owned the Senate.
owned owl 1T BODY mind and soul; and they
hole. Then the trusts drew up tariff
that was Just what they desired and the
mired. The Republicans protested. but
Their protests were in vain. for the trusts
out the rain Even Vest and Mills We're
silent though they showed that they were
mad. but nobody coulu discover that the
Sugar stock was bought up quickly by
the great mems sons and cooks, and some
In brokers' BOOKS. Scandals 's grew s SO rife
and ugly that the Senate, in defense, even
held investigations" and protested limo.
cence. In the merry secret sessions
Senator's would testify how they never
specialized while each winked roguIsn
eye. Each had mot bought stock nor sold
it, though the public knew they had.
and the people grew indignant, but no
trust was feeling bad.
Then in conference committee SAT- the
Democrats at last and the noises of the
conflict rivaled a steam SIRENS blast. All
the Democrats were quarreling. and the
echoes of the fray travelled up the cable
car track to the White House far away.
Word came from the President, but the
Senators responded that they didn't give
a cent" Difficulties grew as many as
the bones in Taunton shad. but nobody
could discover that the trusts were feeling
bad.
Democrats with wrath grew purple, and
they even weep with grief. At the White
House they hold counsel but cen there
find no relief. Smeared with scandal gross
and tainted is the Senate tariff bill, but the
ter pill So the trusts are suavely patient
and await the certain end, for the Houses
will is weaker. and in time will surely
bend. So the House still chafes and NUT
has discovered that the trusts are feeling
bad.
Still, the peoples turn is coming, and il
will not be so long the trusts that now
are gleeful will discover something wrong;
for the ballot box can even bend stub
surely draw up the next tariff bill. Cor
mans bill, with all it's scandals, all its
jobberies and deals. all its grossest imper-
fections. all its pickings and its steals"
ton will be glad. and at last twill be dis
covered that the trusts are feeling bad