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Lewiston evening teller. [volume] (Lewiston, Idaho) 1903-1911, 1908-03-31
NIorthwest In
~ land Notes

Occur d'Alene.-Miss Ethel Sar-
gent, who was shot through the alb.
domen Friday at st. Joe by her
father while she was endeavoring to
protect her mother from her fathers
attack, is still alive, but no hopes
are held out for her recovery. The
bullet entered near the navel and
ranged downward.
County Attorney G. H. Potts left
this morning OF the request OF the
st. Joe authorities for the scene OF
the shooting to investigate the case.
Ethel is the oldest child, there be-
ing two others in the family.
Lewiston evening teller. [volume] (Lewiston, Idaho) 1903-1911, 1908-03-31

Juliaetta.-Because railroad traf-
fic managers claim that beans will
stand the rate, Potlatch farmers are
going out of the bean business be-
cause they can find no market for
their product, as freight rates are
prohibitive. For several years Ju-
liaetta farmers have been growing
beans, and it is said that the white
navy bean on the ridge land has no
superior. 1t is impossible to ship
them to the coast for they come In
competition with California beans
that enjoy water rate, SO that the
only market left is Montana and the
Dakotas. An average rate of $40 4
ton is charged for the haul, as
against about SO on wheat.
Lewiston evening teller. [volume] (Lewiston, Idaho) 1903-1911, 1908-03-31

Pullman.--Next week is expected
to be one Of the liveliest in the his
tory of Pullman. The Inland Empire
Teachers association, with more
than 1000 members. and the Whit
man County Teachers institute will
hold annual sessions Every teacher
in the county is required to attend
the annual institute and there are
between 200 and 800 regularly en-
ployed teachers In Whitman county,
in addition to the other people inter
ested in educational work. who at
tend there Institutes. The county
teachers institute will open Mon.
day. April 6, for week. The
meetings will be held at the Wash
ington State college.
Lewiston evening teller. [volume] (Lewiston, Idaho) 1903-1911, 1908-03-31

Moscow. E. Harvey, the
old man who was released from the
asylum for the insane at Orofino last
Wednesday, was again taken into
custody yesterday by Deputy Sheriff
Grant Robbins and the superin-
tendent of the asylum notified that
he should send to Moscow for Har-
vey. An officer from the asylum ar
rived last night and took Harvey
back to Oroflno.
Lewiston evening teller. [volume] (Lewiston, Idaho) 1903-1911, 1908-03-31

Cottonwood. Herman Nuxoll re-
turned yesterday from the Clearwa-
ter country, where he closed deal
with Charles L. Palmer for the pur-
chase of three acres of land immedi-
ately adjoining the townsite of Cot
tonwood. The purchase was made
in the interest of the Cottonwood
Water company, as several wells
will be bored in order to secure J
supply for the city. The purchase
price was announced at $500 an
acre. Work on the wells will begin
at once.
Lewiston evening teller. [volume] (Lewiston, Idaho) 1903-1911, 1908-03-31

Wenatchee.-C County Assessor
Martin Spencer and his corps of dep
uties are rapidly completing their
task of ascerta!ning how much taxa
bic property the Individual citizens
OF Chelan county possess. In 1907
the real estate in Chelan county was
appraised at about 100000. This
year 1t will reach double that mark,
or approximately $10,00O,000. Prop
erty values in the city of Wenatchee
have been augmented $50 per cent
in the past year and will now run
close to $2,5OO,O00, -f~f
The Jeffersonian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1907-1917, 1908-11-05
PAGE THREE.

would have him again now. But why
did he pray so long? A suspicion
crossed her mind that the little trans
gressor might have fallen asleep, and
instinctively she got on her feet to
go to him-the little blessed, her lit
tie blessed!
"A-men!" enunciated Duncan,
suddenly with fervor. HIS warm,
flushed face turned toward her. He
was just then altogether irresistible.
'Duncan-dear little boy" she
began, but he was before her. Tri-
umph exuded from all his little pores
as he tripped across to her. She
waited, smiling in her relief, for him
to say at last, I'm sorry"
81 prayed to stay down off o. the
sofa,' was what Duncan said.
VII some other mother say what
the Mother Who Loved should have
done ?-The Mothers Magazine.
The Jeffersonian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1907-1917, 1908-11-05
THE BROWNSVILLE MEETING.

The meeting in Thomasville on the
END inst. was the greatest gathering
of a political nature the town has
witnessed in many years. Over tive
thousand people heard Mr.. Watson's
powerful address, and it was easy to
see that big majority of the crowd
was with the speaker from the begin
ming, but probably the most crafty
ing feature of the occasion was the
number of new converts made by
Mr.. Watson's fierce arraignment of
the two old parties and the clear
statement of the cause which he rep
resents. Dozens Of voters who had
previously been always ready with an
abusive word for Mr.. Watson and
Populism, came away from the speak
ing vowing their intention to vote
the Southern white mans ticket in
this race
Populism has some strong friends
IN Thomas county who have never
for moment tagged in their enthu-
slasm, and the old middle-of-
ers turned out en- masse. Mr.. Wat
son, too, has hundreds of strong
friends and admirers, personally, who
heretofore have not gone far enough
to vote with him, yet they were glad
to turn out and welcome him on this
occasion, and as stated above, num-
bers of them have already come the
whole distance and acknowledged
that they cannot longer stand the
attacks of Mr.. Watson's powerful
logic.
The reception rendered Mr.. Wat
son by the people of the town and
county was indicative of his popu-
larity. He was met at the depot by
the Mayor of Thomasville, Judge J.
S. Montgomery, President C. S. Par
ker of the Board Of Trade, and Sec
rotary W. M. Parker Of the Board of
Trade. Besides the gentlemen men
toned, Mr.. Watson was accompanied
to Paradise Park, where the speak
ing took place, by County Chairman
G. c. Lunsford and r. L. Braswel.
member Of the state campaign COM
mittee for the second congressional
district. He was introduced by Hon.
S. A. Roddenbery.
Mr.. Watson will receive more votes
in Thomas county on November 3
than ever polled by any Populist
candidate before in the history of the
county.
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"Mothers is nau-tee.
Mothers is bad.
This ones the baddes'
IT ever-I-had. "

The White Figure in the window
shook with internal struggle. She
seemed to be pushing back someone.
"Let me be! I'm going to him
I tell you I m going to take him in
my arms and hug him! He is mine,
I tell you'll"
"He is mine, too" The Mother
Who Punished was calm, resistant.
She, too, was proud Of the funny lit
tie verse, but she turned her back up
on the poet. She would not look his
way at all. She looked down at the
mending in her lap-it was tiny,
kneeless stocking. She looked out of
the window-at little swaying clothes
on the line, little shirt, a blouse, a
little nightgown waving empty arms.
The boy was everywhere; she could
not get away from him. His short
spade stuck up slant-wise from a
The Jeffersonian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1907-1917, 1908-11-05
6be .5efferson,an
BY Annie Hamilton DOnneU


his flag, his stuffed elephant, intruded
on her vision. She might as we'll
turn back to the child himself.
Kitty, I'm glad you've camel
so the little thud she had heard
meant that? Mother Who Punished
as she was, she was glad the cat had
come for comforting -''Cause it
feels lonesomely up here. You can
purr all you min to, kitty''-she
knew his little, tender hand was
stroking, stroking, and she was en-
vious. II don't feel purry a tall.
IN bein' punished, but I'm not sor-
ny. I've got to live up here all o.
my life an you'll have to bring me
houses to eat" His shudder and
hers seemed to meet and rock the
room gently in their throes. GIVE
never ate 'em, kitty; you sure they'r
good? I'd ruther eat a wishbone I
was a-goin' to at supper-once.
The usefulness of his little voice was
too much for her, and suddenly there
were two Mothers Who Loved. They
chung to each other for strength to
resist the usefulness. Fortunately it
effervesced in long sigh and the
new tone was easier to bear.
Kitty, don't you never-you lis
sen TO Lac never set your little cat
childrens up on sofas to be punished!
Don't you never say Sit there till
you're sorry' You lick 'em, kitty,
with your tongue an love 'em. I'd
be 'shamed o. you for Furnishing
'em!'
: The moments that had dragged
themselves into eternity were few in
number but terrible in length. A
faint bell tolled somewhere at dis
lance.
II guess that's a supper-bell, kit
ty. Some 'dy's a-goin' to eat things.
II don't know but you better get
a mouse, only-only I'd ruther you'd
roast it. | S pose could eat roast
mouse, 'thout chewing. Kitty"--in
a carefully raised voice-'you may
have all o. my bones when I'm
starved. But I guess-I guess I'd
ruther you wouldn't crunch EN-"
''This is awful" groaned the
Mother Who Loved, sweating, it
seemed, drops of love. She turned
sharply. Now he would be in mood
for repentance.
Is my little boy sorry?" she
asked very gently.
The figure in the Place of Woes
stiffened visibly. She could see his
little stubbornness oozing from ev-
cry pore. And she had been proud
of his frmness Of will-oh, she was
proud of it now! She could look
ahead-a long and difficult way-in-
to the future, and see it's moral and
merchantable value to this little son
who would not be sorry. But he must
be sorry!
"Kitty, don't you never ask, rs
my little boy sorry?' to your cat
The Jeffersonian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1907-1917, 1908-11-05

Iuo1I wares uupuu1Suou uIIl0 UOyS
played as noisily on the sidewalk
mothers in the windows mended little
knees. The clock was the only thing
that talked, for what seemed long
time, in one particular room. On the
high sofa a course of elaborate reas-
oning was going on. 1t plowed phil
osophers' burrows in the smooth brow
of the reasoner. The big cat, stroked
continuously by kind little hand,
lay perfectly still, as though realiz-
ing that any sudden motion might in
terrupt important processes of
thought.
Suddenly the small philosopher
Strengthened with the air of having
arrived at a definite conclusion. Some
thing like a premonition of triumph
lurked behind the innocent blue cur
tains of his eyes. He coughed softly
IN a preparatory way. The cat
pricked up its ears.
"Mamma 1.-THE voice was honey
sweet, startling the White Figure out
Of it's troubled revery-" Mamma, you
said the Lord answered folkses' pray
ers, didn't you?"
The relief in the gentle face merged
slowly into puzzled expression The
religious mood that prompted the
query failed altogether to comfort the
Mother Who Loved. She was even
little apprehensive.
"You said so, didn't you, NAM
MAJ"
eyes, Duncan-why, yes, of
course.'
"Allerways, does He?" Duncan
was softly inslstent. His small, puck
cred face expressed it need of
divine assistance to be sorry? It
would seem so-on the outer side of
the blue curtains. The Mother Who
Loved took courage.
"The Bible says that he who asks
shall receive-if he asks right" she
added, as measure Of precaution.
"Yessum-asks right. Mamma, I
want to say my prayers.
She moved a little and the arms of
her heart shot out to gather him in;
he always prayed at her knee. But
again she was strong.
"Yes-yes, dear. You can say
them right there. Mamma will stop
sewing and shut her eyes, too"
Indignation stalked forth from be-
hind the blue curtains and gazed at
her to her discontinue.
"'Thout I kneel down on my
knees!" calculated Duncan. Injury
succeeded indignation. His reproach
reached across the room. It was nee
essary to consider the next step care
fully. The face Of the Mother Who
Loved was thoughtful.
"Well, you may kneel down, dear
there at the sofa. Shall mamma
shut her eyes nova"
Yessum-ow shut 'em.'
There was silence so unexpectedly
long a time that the mothers eyes
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emily still, but he was not still in
side. A riot of angry little thoughts
raced through his brain, and it
seemed to Duncan that they stamped
as they ran, for they hurt. He did
not look toward the White Figure
mending things in the window. The
White Figure did not look at him.
1t was very long moment. The
next and the next were just as long.
The tramping feet of the angry
thoughts seemed to grow hottie
thoughts themselves sizzled as if Dun
can were frying them. The Thought
at the Head shouted repeatedly:
"I'm not sorry tall"
He must be sorry!" persisted the
thoughts Of the gentle White Figure.
She steeled herself not to retract her
ultimatum; she had need to steel her
self. The small person perched high
in the Place Of Woes was her own
small son whom she loved. She felt
the jar of the tramping, hot-footed
little thoughts; she loved them, too.
He must repent!-I told him."
she repeated. She seemed suddenly
to possess a dual personality-to be
the Mother Who Loved and the
Mother Who Punished. They faced
each other in open dispute. Like
the Thoughts in the boys tumul-
tuous little brain, they hurt.
He is so little!" the Mother Who
Loved cried
He disobeyed-he must be sor-
ry!" replied the Mother Who Pun
ished.
II never punished him as hard as
this before-to make him sit still"
He cannot down-till he
is sorry!"
On the high couch the dangling lit
tie feet began to swing and thump
with racking monotony. The boy had
stopped sitting still. He essayed to
whistle an accompaniment to his feet.
The Mother Who Loved loved the
awful little whistle.
Duncan, keep still" commanded
sternly the other Mother. But it was
like stemming the tides of the sea.
He began to sing in soft, not I'M
musical, little mutter:
The Washington herald., 1908-05-26
A Warrior Passes Awax.

Napoleon Bonaparte Tanksley for
eight decades resident Of Lumpkin
County. Ca, and for fou- OF them the
champion town bully OF his end of the
State, has just been gathered to his
fathers. and is no more. He was mighty
warrior in his time, although his type
had all but vanished at the moment Of
his demise.
1t was Mr.. Tanksley's proud boast that
he was never whipped. Strangers and
tenderfeet came and strangers and ten
derfeet went in his neighborhood. but
TO none Of them did he ever lower his
banner. and with none OF them did he
ever fail at least to try to pick quar-
rel. He fought fair. but not according to
any rules. save OF the simplest nature
He scorned TO use weapons other than
his natural fists, unadorned by gloves or
othor devices OF like character. lie would
not hit below the belt, nor would he seek
10 worry down his opponent by dilatory
tactics. On the other hand. he believed
in gouging and biting, scratching or kick
ing, Jabbing or smashing. There were no
fine distinctions drawn in his pugilistic
philosophy; It was crudely and positively
up TO the best man to win-and for forty
long years Mr.. Tanksley was the best
man against all comers.
We are not sure, however. that Mr.
Tanksley was perfectly happy. II may
be that he would have gone down into
the sunset OF his days a more nearly con-
tented man had no suffered a defeat or
two somewhere along his career. People
who are uniformly successful in their
undertakings are rarely Joyful at any
time. Unless one has tasted the bitter
ness Of adversely. how shall he be able
to extract from his cup OF delight all the
refreshment that may be within #? Not
every one makes so complete a success
Of anything as did Mr.. Tanksiey Of
bullying" But the people who enjoy
those who achieve It through trials and
tribulatons. and after walking the path
way OF humility and chagrin.
II Is, Of course, 20 Mr.. Tanxsley's ever
lasting credit that he did the best he
could've merely make the point that
he might have been happier had his best
not proved so regularly the very hest
One defeat would surely have been q
blessing in disguise.
The Washington herald., 1908-05-26
Censorship OF Novels

There are growing indications both in
England and America that in this day.
when every one can write a book. and
no book can be so bad that It cannot
find a publlsher-of a sort-scme sort of
authority TO pass upon the question
whether or not a book is fit to be pub
llshed is necessary.
There is a school Of writer's in Eng
land who make a business OF writing
novels on erotic themes; novels which
deal with all sorts Of sex problems. and
which offend good taste and decency, and
in that country the evil is becoming so
marked that it would not be at all sur
prislng IL the Office Of censor OF Htera-
ture were created.
In this country we have, fl some meas
ure. n Federal censorship exercised in
the power Of the Postmaster General to
exclude from the mails any literature he
deems harmful to the morals Of the Com
monwealth. This does not always work
very well, TO be sure, as books banned
by the Post-offlce Department find ir.
that very fact good advertisement, and
there is no way of preventing their sale
in the cities.
The solon who will devise some plan
or law that will serve to restrain the
output of works Of fiction that. ill-writ-
ten or well-written, are harmful in their
tendencies, shameful in their imaginings,
nasty as to morals. will deserve well Of
his country.
Fortunately there seems. in this coun-
try, at least, to be quick realization Of
the harm that this growth of eroticism
in literature may do to the book trade. In
some cities already the booksellers have
got together. and have agreed not to sell
questionable 1iction. This is a move in
the right direction. The American Book
sellers Association. in annual convention
in New York last week. took up this very
matter and officially declared that it
feels called upon at this time TO use
its influence to discourage the publica-
ton and sale Of books of a profound i'm
moral plot or tone"
Action such as that will undoubtedly
do much toward correcting the evil in
our country; that and the generally sound
public taste Of the country, which only
once in awhile allows itself to be bam-
boozled into running after a silly story
like Three Weeks" which soon recovers
its poise. and has the grace to be slight
ly ashamed sf itself
The Washington herald., 1908-05-26
NOTES AND NOTIONS.
From the Baltimore American.
A CONTENTED ONE.

I love 20 hear the tinkle Of the rain upon
the roof
love to listen 10 its ready splash,
'Tis music. when the raindrCps strike
upon the window-pane
With the rhythm Of a softly falling
crash
love 10 hear the swaying and the rus
Ting OF the leaves
AS they rock and flutter on the bend
ing trees.
AS through them like a sportive elf.
with rush and eager play.
There comes the softoned booming OF
the breeze.
love 10 see the splendor OF the sun
within the sky.
The long bright lines OF shining light
fan down.
In glory bathing all the air and on the
smiling earth
Its beauty resting like a jeweled crown.
I love 20 see the sunlight breaking
through the caves OF green,
And turning all The clouds 20 eoIors
gay;
love 20 watch the battle with the
forces of the rain,
Ana see the dun dull darkness break
away.
love TO watch the stormy skies in force
still gather on,
The lightning pierce the gloom with
binding glare;
love 20 hear the thunder crashing with
mighty roar.
Then inky blackness close in every
where
1 love them all, these pictures, for they
gladden. each my heart,
All natures changes thus 1 love 10
scan,
Not that IL is 10 natures heart I would
be very near,
But just because I am the weather
man.
The Washington herald., 1908-05-26
POLITICAL PALACE TRAIN.
Tammany Proposes TO Ride TO Den
YER Convention I'm Stnte.

From the New York Evening Mail.
II was estimated in the Fourteenth
street wigwam Monday that the cost to
Tammany Of the Democratic national
convention in Denver Will be at least
Sis. 600.
Arrar gements have been completed for
the trip. Five special trains win carry
$50 braves to the great powwow. Two
trains Will go over the New York Cen
tral, two over the Pennsylvania, and one
over the Erie Railroad. All Will be made
up Of cars de luxe.
All viii leave between and 10 a. m.
Saturday. July 4. and are due TO arrive
In Denver al 5 p m. Monday July G.
The convention begins the next day
Upon arriving in Denver the Tammany
men Will parade with martial music be-
fore going 70 headquarters at the Brown
Palace Hotel They expect 10 make a
fine appearance. beaded by Big Chief
Charles +. Murphy.
The cost of transportation for each
brave viii be $50 the round trip. with so
extra for a berth. 1t is estimated that
each man viii eat-and drink-SlS worth.
The total cost OF transportation is fig
ured at S65,000 with $4,000 more to make
a big show In Denver.
TON" Smith. secretary Of Tammanv
Hall, the most famous man Of that name
east Of Pixies Peak, has charge OF the
excursion:
The Washington herald., 1908-05-26
THE NOBLE PARAGRAPHER.
Turns on the Light and Exposes
Wickedness.
Prom The Atlanta GeorEian.

Prom the Atlanta Georgian
Now and then In the emanations OF the
paragraDhic Dertist there glOws the ker-
nel OF some great fundamental fact or
truth, BY which VIC do not mean to
imply that the paragraphers dodge facts
or truth as a habit. but these genial
satirists will twist the tail feathers out
Of either to turn an adroit paragraph.
But the good they do far outweighs the
evil. They prick the pompous selr-com-
placency Of the humbug; they give rapier
thrusts at the foibles and weaknesses of
humanity, including their own. They
spare no one or nothing, when bolstered
UP by hypocrisy and fraud Few men
who write paragraphs constantly will
fully seek to injure the good that is in
life.
But they are merciless in stripping bare
fraud and wrong AS the distinguished
Chief Executive has said about his own
actions. they turn on the light and show
the wickedness OF things. Even so dis
tinguished an editor and writer as Henry
Watterson had his fling at the shortlin-'
ers, and after standing the running fire
Of their heavy siege guns for a week
cried enough"
Since the days when the lamented Mer-
rick. Of the Washington Post, lifted
paragraphing 10 an art many capable
men have followed in his wake. He was
the creator OF a distinctive school. Jour
nalism is uplifted by such men as Adams
of the New York Mail Nevin, of The
Washington Herald; Bailey, of the
Houston Post: Armstrong. of the Mont
gomery Advertiser; Cook, OF the Bir-
mingham Age Herald, and scores Of
others, whose life work is the bright.
keen, ungent paragraph.