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The Daily Missoulian. [volume] (Missoula, Mont.) 1904-1961, 1911-05-11

Juarez, Mex, May 1O-This little
bullet rjddled city tonight is the provi-
sional capital Of Mexico and Francisco
/. Madero, .Ir., provisional president.
aud his staff have taken complete pos
session after winning the bloodiest
battle of the Mexican revolution.
In a corner room Of the barracks
which for two days he held against
the terrific fire of the rebels. sits GEN
eral John j. Navarro, the federal COM
mander, a captive, having surrendered
today with almost his entire garrison
of several hundred men, after heavy
loss In killed and wounded. His sal
low face is sunken, his head Is bowed,
and he does not talk, for the bitter
sting of defeat has disheartened him
In contrast. In another part of the
little town, is Francisco !. Madefo, Jr,
surrounded by members of his family
and staff officers. joyous and flushed
with victory, yet ready to make peace,
they say, with the Mexican govern
ment II 1t Is disposed to deal frankly
and sincerely with the revolutionists
and without "such vague promises
as President Diaz's manifesto contains.
In hotel lobbles, store fronts and hall
ways, the improvised hcafi'als of the
battlefield are filled by wounded, at
tended by host of physicians and
nurses from III Paso, who have vol
unteered medical relief, The floors OF
the Porfirio Diaz hotel" where 30
wounded lay groaning tonight, are COW
cred with blood and gore soaked
clothing.
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Other Unrest.

In the general discussion there was
disposition to dismiss the border
situation from consideration for mo-
ment. and to consider today's triumph
with reference to the unrest In other
parts of the country. The defeat of
the governments leading general. II Is
generally conceded, cannot but stir
the martial arder and the ambition of
those bands which thus far have been
purely local.
The rebels have taken the state OF
Chihuahua by force of arms; they
have long controlled part of Sonora
and the last two months they have
increased In strength by leaps and
bounds In Coahuila. Durango liz gen.
orally conceded TO the rebels. In Agus
calientes armed revolutionists out
number the federals.
To the south of the capital lies the
menace of the four Figueroa brothers.
the most powerful of whom, with 500
followers, has been awaiting the result
of the Maderos negotiations with tho
government. Recently he said he
would be guided for peace or war by
Madero. No word had been received
from him since the fight at Juarez
began,
In the last few days n belief has
been current that the federal force
here does not come within so per cent
of the strength credited to II. III many
minds there Is doubt as to the locality
of many OF these troops should revolu-
tion continue.
The government cancelled an order
for a rock crusher which was to have
been installed by private individuals
in connection with the paving of tho
streets about the Socolo the reason
was that the government did NOT caro-
10 have ready supply of missiles ~
barricade material on hand IN the
streets In case of an uprising in tho
city. n'he stone Is being removed.
George Vera Estanol, minister OF edu-
cation. was appointed minister Of ln-
terror in the interim by Presi-
dent Diaz today. The announcement
was made tonight by Minister de Ia
Barra M
Since the resignation from the de-
partment of the interior Of Vice Presl-
dent Corral and the retirement OF rho
sub secretary, Miguel Maeedo, this de-
partment has been directed by Minis,
lister Lhnantour,
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The Fortunes Of War.

"The fortunes of war" mumbed an
insurrecto soldier in Spanish tonight
as he stood with tears in his eyes
oyer the body of dead federal soldier
whom he had known for years. All
the dead are being buried tonight. A
conservative estimate of physicians
as well as insurrecto leaders who sur
veyed the fighting, puts the federal
dead at nearly so and the revolution
lists loss at about Is, with d total Of
nearly $50 wounded on both sides. The
real number lost probably will never
be known, as deserters were many and
the dead have been buried quickly.
The Associated Press correspondent
counted seven federal dead In the bar"
racks late this evening. Among the
dead were Colonel Tamborel and Cap
tain Sachudo, the man who recently
tainted the rebels as towards.
On the American side Of the line five
had been killed and about II wounded,
many of them being innocently en-
gagged at distance from the river
bank.
The actual surrender Of the town by
General Navarro took place at about
! o'clock, General Navarro giving his
sword to Colonel Garibaldi of the in
surrecto army after the rebels had
completely surrounded the barracks
and threatened to destroy the garr.-
son within. His eyes dimmed as he
surrendered, but Colonel Garibaldi,
with a handshake that bespoke his sin
cere admiration for the brave federal
leader assured him of the desire Of
the rebels TO afford him every cour-
tesy A score of rebel officers rode up
and extended TO the federal commander
their sympathy as Mexicans for him
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Rebels Get Ammunition.

The insurrectos began to collect
thousands of rounds Of ammunition
from the federal barracks and they
easily have made the most valuable
capture of the revolution. They now
have two mortars, three machine guns
and two field pieces. Their ammuni-
tion belts, somewhat depleted during
the attack, are filled again.
Several houses have been burned
to the ground Numerous adobe dwell
ings are roofless. Some have large
holes IN their walls. Windowglass.
bedding and debris generally litter the
streets. Scores Of buildings are pune
tured with holes The flags Of all ma
tions were flying from the dwellings
Of foreign residents.
Down the streets after the surrender
sauntercd the insurrectO soldiers In
search OF food and water. Their faces
were unshaved, their hair unkempt and
their eyes worn from loss Of sleep in
the three days fighting, yet they went
jOyfully about shouting viva Madero"
az they passed one another. American
doctors baHdaged torn thumbs and
gathered in the streets to celebrate
their victory.
Telephone wires We're soon repaired
and shattered telegraph poles replaced
! The insurrectos are now trying 10
make their new capital habitable
place.
Jail Opened.
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and his men. There is the same fra
ternal sentiment tonight in the hearts
of the entire insurrecto army for their
countrymen who have been defeated,
but everywhere are heard words Of op-
for President DaZ, who they
hold responsible for the loss of life
and suffering of the wounded.
Friendiness.
General Madero, himself, when he
arrived this afternoon at the corral
where the federal prisoners now are
located, made an address full of en-
couragement. lauding them for BRAY
cry and assuring them that In his
heart as well as in those of his men.
there was no feeling OF enmity, but
OF uniform friendliness,
you fought for General Diaz.' he
declared at the conclusion of his speech,
"becausc you had to, because you were
a part of that system which we are
trying to dissolve, In "A few days, per-
haps, peace will be restored. You
soon will be free. If the war is 10 be
continued you can have your choice
of being parolsd or joining the army
of liberation. In the meantime we shall
treat you as brothers, not as foes
With shouts OF viva Madero,' the
vast throng Of prisoners and insur-
rectos who had gathered to hear him
threw their hats skyward and shouted
in most deafcning applause.
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Mrs. Madero Arrives.

A few moments later down the main
thoroughfare was heard the galloping
of horses and soon the insurrecto
standard, the Mexican national colors,
flashed in the sunlight. Behind 1t
rode Mrs. Francisco !. Madcro, Jr.
and an escort Of cavalry, Her face
was beaming with joy, her black dress
covered with dust and she spurred her
horse to the scene of her husbands
triumph. The shouting increased as the
two embraced and entered the munich
pal place, now the Madero headquar-
ters.
Orders were being issued by General
Pascual Orozco all afternoon to his
men to guard stores and houses to
prevent lootlng. General OroZco him
self shot at two Of his own men whom
he caught trying to make away with
some booty.
The town the federas thought Inn
prcgnable to attack fell after a com
paratiyely easy effort. The house to-
house advance of the insurrectos, the
same deadly fire which had driven the
federals from their trenches and out !
posts early Monday when the skirmish-
iiiS ptShll, saw tI'lIi al "
the town hardly molested by the artil-
lery OF the federals. At the end Of
yesterdays fighting the rebels had ex-
tensive control of the town, The in
| surrectos took the church at midnight
The federals retreated further into the
city to the roof OF the municipal build
| ing.
Machine Guns.
After the attack was renewed early
| today the rebels had brought then
machine guns within deadly range
the federals retired to the barracks
and insurrectos by the hundreds oc-
cupled the houses within 100 yards or
every side, Their tre was rapidly
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THE WEATHER

Today--Fair. warmer.
Tomorrow--Fair: warmer.
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j all Opened.

Happest among those who were
about in the streets We're the prisoners
liberated from the jail during the day.
Many of them claim to have been in
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The Pensacola journal. (Pensacola, Fla.) 1898-1985, 1911-05-18

lation to increase by natural processes.
There ought to be some adult persons In
New York who were born here. It is posi-
lively known that babies are born In the
great city. But, between birth and matu-
rity, they seem to disappear. Everybody
who amounts to anything and good many
who don't, came here from somewhere else.
Mr.. Roosevelt is one of the few exceptions.
He is the only President who was bonn in
New York.
Here is a striking illustration of the ten
dency of New Workers to choose other
places in which to be born. 1t was given
by the late Edmund Clarence Steadman,
who banked in Wall Street that he might
have enough money to enable him to write
poetry somewhere else. Mr.. Steadman was
at a reception. He met young man.
care you New Yorker?" asked the
poet. .h~s
"No," was the modest reply. "I live
here, but came from Michigan"
"Why, coming from Michigan does not
prevent you from being New Yorker"
replied Mr.. Steadman. "Every New
Yorker came from somewhere else. I will
venture to say that there isn't person at
this reception who was born in New York. !"
When favorable opportunity came, Mr..
Steadman asked if there was anybody
among the one hundred present who was
born in New York. For a moment, there
was as much silence as if he had asked who
would be the first to contribute $1oo to
the African heather. Then, young woman
pleaded guilty-with extenuating circum-
stances. She said she was the daughter of a
man who, at one time, was a foreign consul,
accredited to the American metropolis. His
sovereign sent him to New York and he had
to come. Also, in order to avoid the appear
ance of harshness, he had to bring his wife.
But possibly nobody reaches New York
with quite the same feeling of elation that
is felt by the country boy, or the boy from
the small town. The Metropolitan Tower
is fifty stories high, but he can look down
upon it the first time he passes it-provided
he has secured job. My, but it's good to
get where something is doing! At last, he
is where life centers. He is in the midst of
all the things he has read about. When
there is a ruction in Wall Street, the news
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that he has been recognized at what she
knows to be his true worth, by the most
wonderful city in the world.
Fathers joy is not quite so exquisitely
refined as mothers, because fathers brain
is shade less sensitive to impressions.
Mothers brain, you know, is like photo
graphic plate that can grab every detail of
a landscape in a thousandth part of a
second. But father, in his quiet way, feels
mighty good. That boy was always his
idol. Promising boy, too. Smarter'n chain
lightning. Hundreds of people had said he
was just like his father.
A year later, what rejoicing there was in
the little home when the boy wrote that he
was coming back on a vacation. Mother
could hardly read the letter, she was so ex-
cited. Ran to the fields to tell father. Ran
back to get dinner. Could hardly cook
burned the eggs to a crisp, something she
had not done in thirty years, and had to fry
some more. In such hurry to put on her
"other dress" and run over to Mrs. Pratt's
to tell her: "My boy is coming home"
The boy came home. When he took
mother in his arms and held her for full
minute, she couldn't speak. All choked up.
So glad to see him, she couldn't say word.
And, when she did speak, the first thing she
said, as she looked up into his brown eyes,
was: ooh, my boy, how pale you are!''
He was pale. He knew it. Subway air
makes no red blood-corpuscles. Kills some
of the red ones that exist. Nor does the
electric light of the subway brown the cheek
as the sunlight browns the cheek of the far
mer. All the year that he had been away,
mother had carried in her mind the picture
of her farmer boy. Never had dreamed
that her farmer boy would come home with
a grayish-white face. Didn't need to say
she was shocked. Looked it. The boy
caught the message and laughingly replied:
ooh, mother, all city folks are pale"
Maybe mother believed him. She didn't
say. If she didn't quite believe him, it was
because she remembered that years ago,
when he broke his arm, he told her, as she
picked him up, that he had only fallen a
little. Told her story, to keep her from
worrying until he could get his father to go
with him to the doctor. Anyway, there
wasn't time to think about it. Friends were
crowding around. Station agent. Farmers.
A dozen, at least, who had known the boy
all his life. Everybody glad to see him.
Nobody quite at ease. Sent little thrill
through everybody to shake hands with a
man from New York. Seemed so much like
shaking hands with New York.
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The Big Tom

Yet there is consolation for the New
Yorker who, having learned his lesson,
settles down to be small toad In big pud-
die He is ahead to the extent that he has
satisfied his love for life, and he possesses the
paradoxical knowledge that no toad of his
size, from any other place, is as big as he is.
More than that, all outside toads cheerfully
recognize this fact, which holds true through
all gradations of society.
A New York vagrant has craft SUPERB
ority over Kokomo vagrant. The New
York vagrant can tell how he was once
taken over to 1900 Mulberry" and told to
get out of town within six hours. The
Kokomo vagrant can only tell, with a
proper sense of his own unworthiness, that
the village marshal canned" him.
Also, New York man worth Sac, 900 can
throw out his chest before Milwaukee man
worth SEC, ooo-and the Milwaukee man
will stand for it. Even mans initials on
his suitcase, with an. Y" stamped below
them, are enough to throw a certain awe
into the eyes of villagers who see him pick
up his baggage at the station.
So, after ALL "bluffed" isn't such a wrong
word to use in describing the effect of New
York's lure upon outside human beings.
New York says: al am the wonderful city
come" Five millions have come. Almost
all are sleeping under roofs that they do not
own. In 1907, 2o4,IIo were thrown into
jail; 7,486 were picked up for vagrancy;
s3,74I applied at the Municipal Lodging
House for free shelter; 10000 girls began
to lead disreputable lives, and 10000 others
continued the life they were leading; 800
men and women committed suicide, and
considerable addition was made to the Iso,-
900 graves in the Potter's Field.
A few made fortunes, or increased the
fortunes they had. But the unlucky, no
less than the lucky, the bad no less than the
good-they had to come. They had felt the
lure of the town.
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Oh, but the mothers heart was glad when
she heard the best instead of the worst.
Glad until she and father went to the boys
room. Net his room in the hospital, but his
room in clearinghouse. Glad until she
saw how miserably he had lived. A dirty
street. A dirty house. A dirty hall. A
cherries room. Little light. Bad air. A
skinny bed. A frayed counterpart. Not
a decoration, save her own picture, stuck in
the edge of mirror.
Her boy could afford no better place to
live. His pay was only $22s a day. That
is, his pay from the company was only $2.2s
a day. The lure Of New York made up the
rest that was needed to induce him to stay.
Such is life for millions in New York.
Not life as the newspaper dispatches de-
scribe it. Not life as the stage pictures it.
Life as it is. Life as it is for at least three
of the city's five millions. Few comforts.
No prospects. Just work. Sleep little and
work again. Just work.
A few draw colossal prizes. A few more
draw good prizes. But if only those should
come to New York who can earn better
living here than they can elsewhere, hand
car, running once day, would almost bring
them in. Ninety-two per cent. Of the popu-
lation have not drawn enough prizes to
enable them to own their own homes. Yet
people come. Come from every State in the
Union. Come from every town in every
State-every hamlet. Come from Italy,
Norway, Sweden, Turkey-come from
everywhere.
Men come to New York for love of money
and stay for love of life. With infnitesimal
exceptions, they do not get the money.
With no exceptions, they do get the life.
They come here believing the town is full
of money. Before they have been here
many years they know that while the
money is here, it might as well not be.
They can get enough of it only for board
and clothes.
No one who has not been tenant of a
New York office building can know how
desperately these dreamers struggle before
they wake up. The sign-painters are busy
all the while. One mans name no sooner
goes up on door than it comes down to
make way for another. One procession is
coming in at the front door and another is
going out the back. The members Of the
first procession believe they can crowd in
where Others are making money, and the
members Of the second procession know
they can't. One man out of a thousand
crowds his way in and thus shows how
nearly impossible it is for one to crowd his
way in.
Constantly the lesson is being taught
that it is all right to come to New York for
love of life, but all wrong to come for love of
money. The chances of success are too few,
even to make it good gambling PROPOSE
ton. The Italian who comes to New York
is really about the only one who realizes his
financial aspirations. An Italian who gets
a job with construction gang at $2.5o a
day comes as near as Rockefeller to con-
verting his hopes into facts.
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His actual Life

During the week that he remained at
home, the boy was kept talking. Father
and mother constantly asking questions.
Seemed to mother as if she couldn't ask
questions enough. Wanted to get first
hand information about everything of which
she had read. Had he been to the top OF the
Metropolitan Tower2 No-never cared to
take the trouble. My, but how big her boy
had become to think so little of this great
tower-so it seemed to her. Had John D.
Rockefeller ever ridden on his train2 No,
not that he knew of; but he once pulled
Vice-President Sherman from Wall Street
to Forty-second, and didn't notice that it
took any more electricity. And, had he
seen the ocean? He had not The nearest
he had come to the ocean was the subway
terminal at the Battery. Could get to the
ocean in an hour, but never cared to bother
about it.
But, notwithstanding that the boy
seemed to have missed everything in New
York that country folk consider worth see
ing, he could not paint too radiantly the
picture of New York life. The only life
worth living. The greatest town in the
world. In short, the boy did what all New
Workers do-swelled his town and himself
as soon as he was out of town. A New
Yorker never feels so little as when he is in
New York; never so big as when he is some
where else. On Broadway, he may be as
meek as Moses, but thousand miles inland
he feels like an Ambassador Extraordinary
and Minister Plenipotentiary, officially
charged with the duty of representing New
York in the particular town in which he
may happen to be stopping. Likewise,
New York never seems so big to a New
Yorker as it does when he is not in New
York. The farther he goes, the bigger the
town becomes. And, away out on an Iowa
farm, New York looked as big to this boy
as the rest of the United States.
Six months after he returned to work, his
mother had an opportunity to see for her
self, just how big was New York. A tele-
gram told her that her boy had been hurt.
She and father found him in a hospital,
with his head bandaged until they could
barely see his eyes. At the end of his run,
he had tried to cross the tracks to catch
another train back and get to dinner more
quickly. Didn't see train running in the
opposite direction. Car struck him. Picked
up for dead. Seemed to have fractured
skull. Fortunately, did not. Revived in
the hospital and would get well.
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box In an alley would fit him better than a
box at the opera. So, he dimes poorly for
sixty cents at side-street restaurant, gets
a CLASSY eye from the waiter for not giving
a tip, finds room in which there is no light by
day, nor pure air night or day-and goes to
sleep to dream of home and mother.
The next morning, he is awakened by a
miscellaneous assortment of noises, ranging
from elevated car wheels to horses hoofs.
AS he puts on the shirt that mother laun-
dered for him, his heart takes sudden lurch
back to the old roof. He calls his heart
back. He is in New York to make good.
1t is up to him to do it. And, by the time
he is ready to 60 out to hunt for breakfast,
his nerve is all back. The clatter of the
streets has revived him.
His Struggle for Work
With nothing to do but get a Job or
starve, he looks for work. He hears that
motormen are wanted on the subway. Half
afraid to offer his services, he nevertheless
decides to do so. On the way to the COM
pany's offices, he considers all of the situa-
tons glorious possibilities. Never in the
country did he dare dream that some day
he might make battery of motors bite off
1900 horsepower of electricity and snatch
eight loaded cars through the subterranean
night With his liking for machinery it
would be the ideal occupation. But he
knows nothing of any machinery, except the
pillow, the harrow, and the other machines Of
the farm.
What does it matter if he doesn't? Far
mers are made into subway motormen in a
few weeks. Electric locomotives are so
simple that anybody can run them, and
automatic devices for preventing accidents
are so nearly perfect that nobody can wreck
a train. All there is to do is to stand in a
little dark closet at the head of the train,
wear nice pair of gloves, and twist an
eight-inch lever whenever station is
reached, or the gong overhead rings.
The good news goes home to the old folks
that their boy is going to run train in the
New York subway. Oh, if the boy could
only see the mingled sorrow and pride that
light up his mothers eyes when she reads
the letter. 1t breaks her heart to have her
boy away, but it mends it to know how