The Dawson news. (Dawson, Ga.) 1889-current, 1908-12-02
W. j. BRYAN AS A NEIGHBOR
SOME NEW STORIES ABOUT THE
"PEERLESS ONE"
Instances of Personal Kindness tC
Those in Distress. How He
Squared Things With Dis
charged Workman.

NUdfStO w OEhIildHs
William J Bryan was building a
house, says the Philadelphia Public
Ledger 1t was the house since IA
nous as Fairview, Neb. Mr.. Bryan
had decided that the town of Lin
coin was too hot and too fiat, and
that he wanted something hilly and
cool So, as aforesaid, he was build
ing a house.
Naturally there were mechanics ga
lore. Mr.. Bryan wanted them to
work nine hours a day. They didn't
want to do it, so he let them work
eight hours and paid them for nine
hours work. No blare of advertise
ment went with this; it seeks fame
today for the first time. There is
no chance here for any one to sug-
gest miserably that Mr.. Bryan was
seeking advertisement That light
quenched some five years ago when
the house was completed shines here
publicly for the first time
Now among these artisans there
was one yclept Donahue. 1t was
DOnahue's misfortune that he
couldn't make good His work did
not give satisfaction to the peerless
leader. The peerless put up with
Donahue as long as he could and
then let him go.
After that the thing proved on the
commoners mind. He thought it
over long time, and in the course
of these mental journeys figured on
the number Of dollars his dissatis-
faction must have cost Donahue.
There is, on the manifold acres ap-
pertaining to the peerless, a house
and lot Of kind highly desirable
to the man of small means; a neat
Nebraska house and lot such as one
of eastern upbringing might desire
even if not of small means.
This house and lot suddenly APP
peared on the local records as the
house and lot of Donahue. Donahue
had paid $1,000 for it-theoretically.
The real estate experts of the town
rubbed their eyes when they saw it,
for it was worth $4,000 by lowest
calculation. Actually, Donahue prac-
tically paid nothing at All for it. not
even the measly 81 900 for which he
was credited
The peerless breathed freely again
Donahue was happy. owning home
for the first time i'm his life. lis
wife and children have achieved that
hOme-Of-their-Own ideal which ever
holds itself out in a jackie lantern
fashion before the eyes Of the half
way poor. And the peerless rubbed
his hands and said to himself that
he had done the man an injury, but
had squared it,
A Crushed Tenderfoot.
Once upon a time a tenderfoot.
surrounding a trolley step on the
way from Lincoln to Fairview, de-
livered himself of loose and banaf
observations concerning Bryan. large
ly composed of illusions to the fact
that he had made a million, or maybe
billion, by fooling the people on
wind and ink" "Demagogue" and
'fakir" were few of the words
which, broken by the blast of the air
from the Fairview hills, reached the
ears of Johnny Cole, the conductor.
Johnny stood it as long as he
could. Then he surged down the
running board like prairie fire.
This is your station" said John
ny, ringing the bell.
Not so, said the eastern tender
foot. Il want to go on to College
View
You leave here" explained John
ny. The rules of the company au-
thorize me to put all disorderly per
sons off the car"
The tenderfoot got off, still expos
tulating. 1t was a fine, wide, open
country, with the nearest farmhouse