Bismarck weekly tribune. [volume] (Bismarck, Dakota [N.D.]) 1884-1943, 1895-01-18

l am deeply aggrieved at the calamit-
Gus newspaper wal which has been pre-
cipitated between the heavyweight
champions of the journalistic arena.
Maj. A. w. Edwards, of the Fargo
Forum, and Col. G. A. Lounsberry, of
the Fargo Argus, and trust that their
differences may he healed ere the breach
between them widens beyond repair. The
disagreement between the gallant major
and the portly colonel has already re-
suited in a serious expose of the records
of the two. So far as I can learn, it was
Major Edwards who kicked over the
lamp which fred Chicago in 1871, and,
l understand, also, that he planned the
Sitting Bull campaign a few years later.
The Argus is likely to prove at any time
that he was the n person responsible
for the demonstration of silver in 1873,
and is, even now, an active member of
the Cock gang of outlaws. On the other
hand, it is averred that Col. Lounsberry
took a leading part in the composition
of "Sweet Marie," IS strongly suspected
of having planned the Debs instruction,
and there is abundant circumstantial
evidence to prove that it was he, and no.
body else, who delivered that now his
toric and famous blow which struck
Billy Patterson. OF course, it will be a
physical impossibility for the two to kiss
and make up, but I hope some kind of a
reconciliation will occur and the dogs of
war be called off.
l was much disturbed a day or Sc ago
at an unusual demonstration. wherein
the very bowels of the earth seemed to
have become %convulsed, and angry, thun-
derous rumblings disturbed the peaceful
quiet of the entire neighborhood. Huge
brick blocks rested uneasily upon their
foundations, and creaked and groaned
and trembled, as though disturbed by
some mighty seismic force. Beneath the
frozen surface of the ice-fettered Mis-
surf the waters seemed in angry fury
with themselves, huge waves surged and
seethed in furious combat, and the 10y
surface rocked, and creaked and cracked,
as the current underneath leapt up and
out to free itself from bondage. Large
segments of plastering were loosed from
the ceiling of the city hall, and fell with
a crash and ~clatter, as though reveling
in CLEO at the destruction; the very hills
were awakened from staid inanimation
to life, aad danced in merry joy at the
transformation; there was a sublimity of
mighty, unseen force and a grandeur of
asserted power. For a time I was at a
loss to account for the phenomenon, but
1 have learned since that it was occa-
stoned by a forensic combat between
Hon. Jacob b. Wineman, the Cicero of
the Red River valley, and Hon. Leslie
A. Simpson, the Demosthenes of the un-
bounded prairies of the west.
SO far, none of the new frescoing hes
been talked off the walls of the house
or senate chamber, and from this l look
for a long session, and the transaction of
a generous amount of work. Nothing is
SO destructive of business as the untir.
ing labial exercise which is too often
mistaken for craftsmanship. In con.
gress, last summer, when the industries
of the nation were in a colicky, feverieh
and altogether democratic condition,
and:when national prosperity wore a large
green patch it's eye, and was run
down at the heel after the fashion of a
discouraged Coxeyite on parade, the
windmills of democracy were loosed in
the national congress, and the only visi,
bic results of their unceaslng vocal gyra'
tions were those which made themselves
manifest in the appearance of the legis'
lative halls, The frescoing was badly
warped, and wore a generally NANCY
fy-blown expression; the plastering wal
cracked in places, and dropped pensively
from the walls, and the colors in the
s~taiued-glass windows had all run to-
gether and presented a bruised cranberry
and altogether piebald appearance, which
| hetOkened the intansa strain IN which