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Los Angeles herald. [microfilm reel] (Los Angeles [Calif.]) 1900-1911, 1908-12-14
TALKS ON PLACE OF
MODERN NEWSPAPER
THOMAS E. GIBBON SPEAKS TO
FELLOWSHIP
Emphasizes Moral Attitude as Being
the Predominant Factor In the
Establishment of Journal
istlc Influence

The regular Sunday morning meet
ing of the Los Angeles Fellowship at
Blanchard hall was addressed by
Thomas e. Gibbon, his subject being;
1.-THE Place of the Newspaper in Mod
ern Society,"" Mr.. Gibbon said, in part:
1.-The discovery of methods of pro-
ducing paper cheaply and in large
quantities; the invention of the mod
ern printing press, which enables that
paper to be pressed and printed with
almost unthinkable rapidity and at
cost SO low that it was undreamed Of
few decades ago, and facilities for
the instantaneous worldwide trans
mission of news afforded by the cleo
trio telegraph have combined to pro-
duce what is probably the most pow
erful factor in influencing and mold
ing modern society, to wit, the modern
daily newspaper.
ANY agency which, at least once
during every twenty -four hours and
frequently oftener, reaches every per-
son able to read his language-which
In this day of universal education
practically means every civilized being
over the age Of 10 years-appeals to
and stimulates the intellect and in that
way influences the moral nature OF
everyone so reached, must be reckoned
with as a factor of first Importance in
it's influence upon society.
1.-THE greatest significance and the
largest influence of the modern news
paper are found in it's effect upon the
morals of it's readers. Some students
of sociology would probably say that
this influence finds it's strongest eX-
preston in the effect which it has upon
politics; but, after all. it's influence
upon politics is merely q moral in
fluence for good or bad. If this Is
true, then the consideration of news
paper in modern society should be APP
preached from the moral standpoint,
and it should be weighed and measured
by moral standards.
I'm the matter of furnishing news
there is really no very marked differ
ence between newspapers of certain
class in any community. 1t Is pos
sible that one paper may have a slight
advantage over another in the superior
enterprise of its reportOrial staff as 1t
relates to the gathering and publish
ing of news of local interest; and the
ability of a wealthy newspaper to
maintain a special news service may
occasionally give it an advantage in
securing and publishing the news FUR
nished by the electric telegraph. 1t IS
rare. however, that the superiority of
the local or Geographic service of any
single newspaper is so largely III ex-
cess of rival journals of like class pup
lished fin the same community as 10
warrant that being the determining
factor In deciding the question as 10
what newspaper a person shall take.
Los Angeles herald. [microfilm reel] (Los Angeles [Calif.]) 1900-1911, 1908-12-14

Frame your picture for your friend. San
horn. Vail 4 Co., 434 and 1856 S. Broadway,
Los Angeles herald. [microfilm reel] (Los Angeles [Calif.]) 1900-1911, 1908-12-14

Find q use for a want ada task Tor It,
Needn't BIO a usual or an easy task.
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Little Girl Supports Them

Dear Santa Claus: We can't afford
TO read newspapers, but some one sent
us The Herald and we see the Santa
Claus letters. Dear mamma isn't very
strong. I have a dear little sister of
10 years, and / am the only support
dear mamma and sister have. 1 am IA
and do the best [ can. wish | could do
more, for there are so many things We
do need that | scarcely know which
way to turn. We scarcely know what
Christmas means, for we have so lit
tie, so if you would try to bring dear
mamma and sister something l will
try to do without.
LILLE M. N,
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Evil influence on Politics

ut is this class of journal, also.
which influences for evil the politics
The Ely miner. [volume] (Ely, Minn.) 1895-1986, 1908-01-10

already showed off "bateau" pushed
out and picked him up with his iskr-
den.
Torn by q CONFUSION Of f1ercely
antagonized passions, Vandine sat
down on the edge of the bank and
waited stupidity. About the same
moment Sarah looked out of the cot
tage door in wonder to see why the
mill had stopped so suddenly.
In all his dreams, Vandine had
never dreamed of such chance as that
his enemy should deserve his graft
tude. In his nature there had grown
up one thing stronger than his thirst
for vengeance, and that one thing was
his love for Stevie. In spite of him.
self, and indeed to his furious self
scorn, he found his heart warming
strangely to the man who. at deadli-
est risk, had saved the life of his
darling. At the same time he was
conscious of a fresh sense of injury.
A bitter resentment throbbed up in
his bewildered bosom, to think that
MACPHERSON should thus have robbed
him of the sweets of that revenge he
had so long anticipated. The first
clear realization that came to him
was that, though he must kill the man
who had wronged his girl, he would
nevertheless be tortured with remorse
for ever after. A moment more, and
as he saw Sandy step out OF the
'bateau" with the boy, now sobbing
feebly, in his arms-he knew that his
vengeance had been made for ever i'm
possible. He longed fiercely to grasp
the fellows hand, and make some
poor attempt to thank him. But he
mastered the impulse. He strobe down
the bank. One of the hands had taken
Stevie, and Macpherson was leaning
against a pile of boards, painting for
breath. Vandine stepped up to him,
his fingers twitching, and struck him
furious blow across the mouth with
his open hand. Then he turned aside,
snatched Stevie to his bosom, and
started up the bank. Before going
two PAGES, however, he paused, as if
oppressed by the utter stiffness that
followed his astounding act. Bend
ing strange look on the young man,
he said, in voice as harsh as the
saws:
was going to kill you tonight,
Sandy MACPHERSON. But now after
this days work of your'n, guess yer
safe from me from this out" He
shut his month with Snan and
strobe up through the piles of saw
dust toward the cottage on the hill.
AS for Macpherson, he was dumb
founded. Though no boaster, he knew
he had done magnificently heroic
thing, and to get his mouth slapped
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John Henry's Luck.

John Henry Smith was poor boy,
but full of ginger The neighbors
were unanimous in heralding him as
coming success. Accordingly, when
but eighteen years of age, he tied a
can to himself and left his happy home
in Mulligan's alley for a chance at a
fortune of great dimensions. For
many weary days and nights he
walked without food or shelter and
at last wound up in the Klondike with
a job-lot of slightly warped aspira-
lions and a package of Eatanutta.
Those were his sole earthly posses
sions, aside from the clothes on his
back and from fifty to seventy-five
cents worth of extra hair on his head
which he had not had time to market
at the mattress factory as he drilled
past.
There was plenty of work to be had
at good wages, however, and he soon
managed to save enough to buy
himself a tooth brush and bottle of
eau-de-cologne. With these evidences
of culture he set out for the interior,
where in less time than it takes to
miss fly on a bald mans head, John
Henry had traded his bottle of sweet
smellum' to Goldman Dirt-in- the Ear"
for a repeating rifle and a tame goose.
With his new possessions carefully
guarded, he again set out for the Eek
ira" interior. At last he came upon a
veritable Utopia in the forest primeval
and decided to drive stakes. With a
mammoth clam-shell and a hickory
stick for handle, he chopped down
sufficient first growth timber from
which to build log house 16x24, with
a bay window and a billiard parlor.
At the end of the six days he rested,
and on the beginning of the next work
day, erected goose house and fur
nished it throughout with Chippendale
furniture. (There was also hot and
cold water and telephone in the
hallway of both edifices.) When all
was finished, John Henry sat down to
spin, and in no time had long line
on the goose, which he turned loose
without breakfast The goose wan
dered far into the innermost recesses
of the wood and when wound in at
night was full of grub-worms and
tickle-grass. Again was the goose sent
out to browse, and yet again.
And on the fifth day, along about
thirteen minutes before shutdown, back
she waddled, at the end of the winding
string, with her crop full to bursting
of GREAT YELLOW NUGGETS OF
GOLD!
And John Henry lived happily ever
afterward!
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fear rising in her breast, she ran to
the cottage door.
"Father!" she cried, father" But
Vandine paid no heed to her calls, and
after pause she turned back into the
room to answer Stevies demand for a
cup of milk.
Along about the middle of the after
noon, while Sandy MACPHERSON was
carting sawdust, and Vandine tending
his circular amid the bewildering din,
Stevie and some other children came
down to play around the mill.
The favorite amusement with these
embryo mill-hands, steam-drivers and
as they emerged from the upper story
of the mill and go careering swiftly
and smoothly down the slides, till,
just before coming to the final plunge,
they would jump off, and fall on the
heap of sawdust This was game
that to strangers looked perilous
enough; but there had never been an
accident, so at Asoohegan Mills it had
outgrown the disapproval of the
hands. To Sandy MACPHERSON, how
ever, it was new, and from time to
time he eyed the sport apprehensive-
ly. And all the while Vandine glared
upon him from his corner in the upper
story, and the children raced shouting
down the slides, and tumbled with
bright laughter into the sawdust.
Among the children none enjoyed
more than Stevie this racing down the
slides. His mother, looking out Of
the window on the hillside, saw the
merry little figure, bareheaded, the
long yellow curls floating out behind
him, as he half knelt, half sat on the
sliding plank ready to jump off at the
proper moment. She had no thought
of danger as she resumed her house
work. Neither had Stevie. At length
it happened, however, that just as he
was nearing the end of the descent,
an eagle came sailing low overhead,
caught the little fellows eye, and d.
verted his attention for moment. 1t
was the fatal moment. Just as he
looked down again, gathering himself
to jump, his heart sprang into his
throat, and the plank with a sickening
lurch plunged into the churning basin.
The child's shrill, frightened shrek
was not half uttered ere the waters
choked it.
Vandine had just let the buzzing
little circular slip back into it's recess,
when he saw Macpherson spring from
his cart and dash madly down to the
shore.
At the same instant came that shrill
cry, so abruptly silenced. Vandine's
heart stood still with awful terror
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these seven year past, but says he got
hankering after his own country,
an so he's came back. Good hand!"
'That SOL" was all Vandine replied.
All the long forenoon, amid the
wild, or menacing, or warning, or COM
planning crescendos and diminuendos
of the unresting saws, the mans
brain seethed with plans of ven-
geance. After all these years of wait
ing he would be satisfied with no COM
mon retribution. To merely kill the
betrayer would be insufficient He
would wiring his soul and quench his
manhood with some strange, unheard-
OF horror, ere dealing the final stroke
that should rid earth of his presence.
Scheme after scheme burned through
his mind, and at times his gaunt face
would crease itself in a dreadful
smile as he pulled the lever that drove
his blade through the deals. Finding
no plan altogether to his taste, how
ever, he resolved to postpone his re-
venge till night, at least, that he
might have the more time to think it
over, and to indulge the luxury of an
ticipation with realization so easily
within his grasp.
At noon Vandine, muttering to him.
self, climbed the steep path to the lit
tie cottage on the hillside. He ate
his dinner in silence, with apparently
no perception of what was being set
before him. His daughter dared not
break in upon this preoccupation.
Even his idolized Stevie could win
from him no notice, save a smile of
grim triumph that frightened the
child. Just as he was leaving the cot
tage to return to the mill he saw
Sarah start back from the window and
sit down suddenly, grasping at her
bosom, and blanching to the lips as
she had seen a ghost. CHANGING down.
ward to the black road, deep with rot
ted sawdust, he saw Macpherson
passing.
"Who is it?" he asked the girl
Its Sandy she murmured, flush
ing scarlet and averting her face.
Her father turned away without a
word and started down the hill. Pres
emily the girl remembered THAI there
was something terrifying in the ex-
preston of his face as he asked the
curt question. With a sudden vague
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In second he had swung himself
down. over the scaffolding, alighting
on sawdust heap.
Hold back the deals!" he yelled in
a voice that pierced the din. 1t was
not five seconds ere every one in the
mill seemed to know what had hap
pened. Two men sprang on the
slides and checked the stream of
deals. Then the great turbines
ceased to grumble, and all the clamor
of the saws was hushed. The unex-
pected silence was like blow, and
sickened the nerves.
And meanwhile-Stevie? The plank
that bore his weight clinging desper-
ately to it, plunged deeper than it's
fellows, and came up somewhat fur
Their from the slide, but not now with
Stevie upon it. The child had lost
his hold, and when he rose it was
only to strike against the bottoms of
three or four deals that lay clustered
together.
This. though apparently fatal, was
in reality the child's salvation, for
during the half or three-quarters of
minute that interviewed before the
slides could be stopped, the great
planks kept dropping and plunging
and crashing about him; and had it
not been for those very timbers that
cut him off from the air he was
choking to breathe, he would have
been crushed and battered out of all
human semblance in a second. AS
it was, ere he had time to suffocate
Macpherson was on the spot.
In an instant the young mans
heavy boots were kicked off, and with
, out pausing to count the odds, which
were hideously against him, he sprang
into the chaos of whirling timbers
All about him pounded the falling
deals, then ceased, just as he made
a clean dive beneath that little cluster
that covered Stevie AS Vandine
reached the shore, and was casting
desperate glances over the basin in
search of some clue to guide his
plunge, MACPHERSON reappeared at the
other side Of the deals, and Stevie's
yellow curls were floating over his
shoulder. The young man chung
rather family to the supporting
pianks, as if he had overstrained him.
self: and two or three hands. who had
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for it was an exigency which he did
not know what to do with. He had
staggered against the boards from the
force of the stroke, but it had not oc-
CURED to him to resent it, though or
dinarily he was hot-blooded and quick
in quarrel. He stared about him
sheepishly, bewildered and abashed,
and unspeakably aggrieved. In the
faces of the mill-hands who were
gathered about him he found no solu-
ton of the mystery. They looked as
astonished as himself, and almost
equally hot and ashamed. Presently
he calculated, Well, I swami" Then
one of the men who had taken out the
"bateau" and picked him up, found
voice.
'I'll be gosh-darned if that amt the
damnedest," said he, slowly. why.
so, I'd thought as how he was agoin'
right down on his prayer-handles TO
We. That there kid is the apple of his
eye
can he was sot on KILN me to-
night, was hep" murmured MacPher-
son in deepest wonderment. What
might his name be, anyhow"
Lille Vandine," spoke up another
of the hands. can that's his grand
child, Stevie. I reckon he must have
a powerful grudge agin you, Sandy, or
he'd never "a acted that way"
MacPherson's face had grown sud
denly serious and dignified. rs the
boys father and mother livin'?" he in
CURED
Sarah Vandines living with the
old man." answered the foreman, "and
as fine a girl as there ii be in Aspo-
hogan. Don't know anything about
the lads father, nor don't want to.
The man that ID treat girl like
Sarah Vandine that way-hangin s
too good for 'im.''
MacPherson's face flushed crimson,
and he dropped his eyes.
Boys" said he, huskily, ref Lie
Vandine had "a served me as he in
tended, guess as how I'd have only
got my deserts. I reckon as now I'm
the little lads father!"
The hands stared at each other.
Nothing could make them forget what
MACPHERSON had just done. They
were all daring and ready in emer-
gency. but each man felt that he
The Ely miner. [volume] (Ely, Minn.) 1895-1986, 1908-01-10
Mere Bauatelles.

A Maine girl ran over a man with
her auto and married him. The un-
fortunate fellow was so badly hurt, he
couldn't get away. l suppose.
1t must be relief for some men
to be shaved by barber. They don't
have to look at themselves in the
glass.
The tortoise isn't in 1t with two Wis
iting women trying CD to get out
their money when the conductor
comes around for the fare.
Wild oats make bad oat meal.
If Eve had told Adam not to eat the
apple, l suppose he would have done
it just the same, the contrary old
thing!
When l was boy, the only training
school in our town was in the wood
shed.
Some sweet day love shall be
requited, honor reclaimed. right en-
throned, truth triumphant and fresh
eggs redeemed from the trust
Gods harvest time will find a lot
of fellows over behind the hedge play
Ing poker and quarreling over the last
raise
R!x,.>Ns4ess
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VANDINE'S VENGEANCE
CHARLES c. d. ROBERTS
CHARLES G.. ID. ROBERTS
Copyright, by Joseph B. Bowles9

,seph B. Bowles)
out, like that; but he didn't start after
all. There he goes up the hill, with
one pant-leg in his boot. He looked
kind of wild. I'm just as glad he
didn't get aboard"
Hes one of your old fellers as
you've give the gy-by to, 1 kind of
suspicion, Sis" replied the young
man, with a laugh. And the train
roared into cutting.
About a year after these events
Vandine's wife died, and Van
dine thereupon removed, with Sarah
and her baby, to the interior of the
province, settling down finally at
Aspohegan Mills. Here he built him
self small cottage, on a steep slope
overlooking the mill; and here Sarah,
by her quiet and self-sacrificing devo-
ton to her father and her child, wiped
out the memory of her error and won
the warm esteem of the settlement.
AS for the child, he grew into a hand
some, blue-eyed, sturdy boy, whom
his grandfather loved with passion
ate tenderness intensified by subtle
strain of pity. AS year by year his
daughter and the boy twined them
selves ever closer about his heart,
Vandine's hate against the man who
had wronged them both kept ever
deepening to a keener anguish.
But now at last the day had come.
When first he had caught sight of
Macpherson in the yard below, the
impulse to rush down and throttle
him was so tremendous that as he
curbed it the blood forsook his face,
leaving it the color of ashes, and for
few seconds he could not tend his
saw. Presently, when the yelping
little demon was again at work bit
ing across the timbers, the foreman
drew near, and Vandine asked him,
who's the new hand down yonder?"
"Oh!" said the foreman, leaning a
little over the bench to follow Van
dimes pointing, "yon's one Sandy
Macpherson, from over on the Kenne-
bee. He's been working in Maine
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would have thought twice before
jumping into the basin when the
deals were running on the slides. The
foreman could have bitten his tongue
out for what he had just said. He
tried to mend matters"
II wouldn't have thought you was
that sort of man, to judge from
what I've seen O. you," he explained.
Anyhow, I reckon you've more n
made up this day for the wrong you
done when you was younger. But
Sarah Vandine s as good a girl as
they make, an 1 don't hardly see how
you could a served her that trick"
A certain asperity grew in the FORE
mans voice as he thought of it; for,
as his wife used to say, he "set a
The Ely miner. [volume] (Ely, Minn.) 1895-1986, 1908-01-10
Mind Meanderinus,

All is fair in love and war and in
selling last years make of automo-
bile
When man begins to get on in the
world he is too apt to belittle those
who have tried longer and with less
success than himself.
When 6 girl is really and truly in
love, she doesn't question the cost OF
the Christmas present her lover sends
her
l have noticed that people who tell
you not to worry are seldom immune
themselves.
Few men are doing what they think
they are best adapted to.
The man who is his own worst en-
envy usually blames other people for
his hard luck.
Easy money has been many a mans
curse.
Rss.>M@es.s
The Ely miner. [volume] (Ely, Minn.) 1895-1986, 1908-01-10

Heroes.
Stubbie and Fatty and Billy and ME-
We went a-Skating last wensDay, by gee.
when we had cut a few Flyers fer fun,
we sailed away on a Race up the Run.
we wuz going skate up to Roe
that Is Miles in thee line. of the Crow!
but when thee River was picking it's
way,
1t did not know where 2 head for that
day!
If you have Slated at awl yew will know
it is at least Ateeen miles as yew Go!
we wuz scooting along very Fast
wuz ahed and Stub White he wuz last.
FATTY wuz brething quite hard by mi
side
Hi! There's a HOLE gist ahed," Billy
cried!
stuck my heel in thee Ice very quick.
Fatty did but thee thing didn't stick
next thing we herd was a Teribul CRASH
Fatty fell in2 thee River ke-splash!
mi! he went down out of site like Stonei
Hurry" yelled Stub, dashing up, with
groan.
he Yelled 2 me Ketch hold of his feet
then Billy took hold of me and Stub sed:
Hurry and pull, am holding his he'd"
mayB yew think that it wasn't quick
work
Rescuing Fat with a very swift jerk.
gracious! we thought for a Time he wus
DED!
then we anvil rubbed him until he WIZ
Red!
he coffed lot but he cum out anvil Rite,
when we reched Home, helping Fat, it
wuZ mite!
Fat caught Teribul cold in his head
ever since then he has bin in his bed.
Fatty's ma SEE we are HERDS, but say
Stub wuz thee Teller that saved him that
day.
He cannot Skate very fast that's Q
cinch,
but he kin THINK OfuI fast in a
Pinch!
down at thee School he is cock of tho
walk
awl of thee Girls hang around him to
talk
wait til Stub falls in thee River, by gee,
will bet yew he'll be rescued by ME-!