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The daily Gate City. [volume] (Keokuk, Iowa) 1855-1916, 1911-08-06
NOVEL VACATION
FOR PREACHER
Spent One With Burlington Fisherman
and This Summer Worked In
Sash Factory,

CARRIED in ordinary working clothes,
Rev. j. G. Epson, a Methodist minis
ter of Brooklyn, Wis, small town
near Madison, came to Dubuque a lit
tie more than month ago and OBJ
tanned employment as laborer III
large sash and door factory. He tolled
hard from morning until night carried
his MONDAY lunch to the factory In
a tin pail, mingled with his brother
wage-earners and attended church on
! Sundays.
Sunday morning the minister, attir-
ed in cheap suit of clothing and soft
blue shirt. attended the Sabbath
school at st. Luke's church, Main and
Twelfth streets. To all appearances
he was an ordinary VOL kingman, but
when at the conclusion of the Sab
bath school lesson, he asked many
questions and gave his opinion en-
many points concerned with the les
son, his hearers suspected he was a
man of learning. Questions were
asked and finally. after having been
hard pressed. the "workingman'' con-
fessed he was minister of the Meth.
odist church
According to his own story, Mr. Up
son came to Dubuque to study the
daily social life of wcrkingman.
Knowing that Dubuque was city uf
factories and that more than one-half
of the residents of the city are en-.
ployed in factories. he could think
of no better city to go to than Du.
buque.
4 Having been granted his vacation
by the trustees of the church, he pro-
ceeded to purchase several suits Of
cheap clothing, overalls, etc, and then
came to the city. He had no difficulty
in obtaining employment at one of the
large sash and door factories.
So perfect was the disguise of the
minister while he worked at the fac
tory that not one of his brother wage
earners suspected anything. He talked
with them on various subjects, ate
dinner with them and acted just the
same as any other employee. He found
out how the men lived and went to
church to see just how common
laborer would be received
i Mr.. Epson is the same minister
who went to Burlington last summer
and lived among number of fisher
men and rivermen in order to see how
they lived. He went under the grise
of fisherman and did not make him.
| self known until short time after
he returned to his home, when he
wrote several OF the men letters, tell
ing them why he had spent the sum
mer among them
The daily Gate City. [volume] (Keokuk, Iowa) 1855-1916, 1911-08-06

DR.. w. S. Payne, of Woodbine. is
practical man, a philosopher and a
statesman. He believes in getting the
roads improved. Not in meetings,
where few men make long speeches
and where resolutions are adopted.
But in real improvement of the roads.
This on the authority OF the Burling-
ton Hawk-Eye which thus tells how
he proceeds:
He has way of his own of getting
the roads improved. He takes the
members of the board Of supervisors
and road officials out in his automo-
bile, and he bumps ant jolts them
over the rough places in the most APP
proved style. He does not do much
talking. The physical demonstration
does the business and the roads are
improved without farther delay.
The daily Gate City. [volume] (Keokuk, Iowa) 1855-1916, 1911-08-06
keokuk, Iowa 1890. August 6, 1911

WHEN / PRAY.
Lord, when pray, let me forget my
need,
Let me forget the burden in my
hand
And come to Thee out of my spirit,
freed
From sacrifice and pain on sea and
land.
Let me but lean my attitude of soul
Unhampered by threading OF al
10y.
Into Thy splendid presence as
whole,
And so receive my recornpense OF
joy.
And let the CLEAN gid all the holy
place
Wherein spend these precious
hours of mine,
Till shall feel like Merlin, face to
face
With common things revealed to
be divine.
Harriet Lake-Burch.
The daily Gate City. [volume] (Keokuk, Iowa) 1855-1916, 1911-08-06
ADVERTISED LETTERS.


List of letters remaining in the Keo.
tul1 postoff1ce. uncalled for, for week
ending Aug. 5, 1911:
Ladies'.
Mrs. H. W. Berrie.
Miss Nellie Boyle.
Mrs. T. Boyle.
Miss Genevieve Crowdy.
Mrs. Riley Dickerson.
Mrs. NJ. j Gibbs.
Eliza A. Moore.
Miss Kate Richie.
Mrs. Roach.
Mrs. Ralph Robertson.
Emma NJ Strain.
Miss Ruby Tyler.
Mrs. Fred Wilhelm.
Gentlemen.
Frank Bellville.
o. G. Carpenter.
Herbert Collins.
Babe Dart.
Ed Duty.
G. Ellis.
Clarence Frey.
Frank Garrett.
J. E. Hardy.
Harry Hasten.
Andrew Mccormick.
Sieve PROV.
P. G. Ridger.
Jno. B. varallo.
Riste Vicel
Everett Weeks.
Persons calling for letters in above
list will please say they are adver.
tised.
s. w. MooREHEAD,
Postmaster.
The daily Gate City. [volume] (Keokuk, Iowa) 1855-1916, 1911-08-06

The Cantril New Era, whose plant
went up in smoke when the business
section of that community was destroy
ed by fire a short time ago, has again
made it's appearance, more attractive
than before. 1t is now the product
mechanically of new material through
out and reflects great credit upon all
concerned in its production. Editor
Hoskin is to be congratulated upon
his pluck and his good Judgment in
the selection of type and accessories.
The daily Gate City. [volume] (Keokuk, Iowa) 1855-1916, 1911-08-06

The announcement in Friday even
ings Gate City that c. P. Dorsey
would accept position with the Wes-
tern Newspaper Union of st. Louis,
was pleasing news to that gentleman's
many Keokuk friends. Mr.. Dorsey's
services were solicited. He did not
make application for the place which
indicates his ability as newspaper
man had reached that point where it
commanded attention. Mr.. Dorseys
newspaper work in Keokuk was high
class. He was every inch gentle
man and Keokuk dislikes to lose his
citizenship but will wish him the
very best in his new field of labor.
The daily Gate City. [volume] (Keokuk, Iowa) 1855-1916, 1911-08-06

Columbia University announces that
it will teach the ordinary duties of the
private secretary. This is all very
well as far as it goes. but what the
private secretary especially needs to
learn are the duties that are out of
the ordinary.
The daily Gate City. [volume] (Keokuk, Iowa) 1855-1916, 1911-08-06

The railroads of the United States.
it is announced in recent dispatch,
have joined in plan to disbar wom-
en- from their service. One after an
other they have closed the door in
the face of the fair sex. The Erie,
New York Central, Lehigh Valley and
Central railroad of New Jersey have
barred women. The news that the
Southern Pacific would do the same
aroused special interest because Mrs.
e. H. Hartman, widow of the great
financier, is powerful factor in
Southern and Union Pacific affairs,
and may take the women's part.
The daily Gate City. [volume] (Keokuk, Iowa) 1855-1916, 1911-08-06

It now developes. on the authority
OF William g. Curtis, that Samuel
Woodwork of Greenbush, Mass.
whose claim to immortality rests in
that familiar old song. THE Old Oak
en- Bucket" was poor drunken sot.
He had the right theory, but he fall
ed to carry it out in practice, as
many another good fellow has done.
The daily Gate City. [volume] (Keokuk, Iowa) 1855-1916, 1911-08-06

An investigation at Washington has
developed statements from chemical
experts that Plato and Caesar drank
beer and that Egyptians used it Ave
thousand years ago. Looks like a
knock against the brewing industry.
Plato and Caesar and every last one
of those Egyptians are now dead.
The daily Gate City. [volume] (Keokuk, Iowa) 1855-1916, 1911-08-06

To tide the city OF Peoria over I'M
til such time as the tax levy can be-
come available the comptroller and
the mayor have been authorized to
borrow $4,000. Peoria should adopt
The commission plan and get rid OF
The borrowing habit.
The daily Gate City. [volume] (Keokuk, Iowa) 1855-1916, 1911-08-06

1t seems to the Galesburg Republi-
can-Register that the big baseball
leagues ought to support the minor
leagues for educating so many good
players for them. 1t is remarked by
the same paper that the Central AS
ISOLATION appears to be the favorite
stamping ground of the scouters.
The daily Gate City. [volume] (Keokuk, Iowa) 1855-1916, 1911-08-06

The latest information concerning
the June bride, coming through the
medium of the Marshalltown Times
Republican, is that she is now learn
ing to fry beefsteak. When she knows
more she will broil it, instead.
The daily Gate City. [volume] (Keokuk, Iowa) 1855-1916, 1911-08-06

Robert Cole, the man who wrote
"The Girl with the Dreamy Eyes,
committed suicide the other day. Even
getting that song out of his system
wasn't sufficient to appease the grudge
he had against himself.
The daily Gate City. [volume] (Keokuk, Iowa) 1855-1916, 1911-08-06

The dispatches say that Theodore
P. Shonts greeted his wife very cor
daily on her return from Europe This
is SO unusual in high society that 1t
is quite worth while telegraphing all
over the country.
The daily Gate City. [volume] (Keokuk, Iowa) 1855-1916, 1911-08-06

Edison says that the end of the
trolley car is in sight. Perhaps If we
wait while the rest of it will come
into view.
The daily Gate City. [volume] (Keokuk, Iowa) 1855-1916, 1911-08-06

A Philadelphia woman wants d.
vorce because her husband threw
clock at her. 1t certainly does seem
as though he might have devised a
better means of bringing her to time.
The daily Gate City. [volume] (Keokuk, Iowa) 1855-1916, 1911-08-06

White says there were 1877 janitors
on the payroll of the Illinois legisla-
ture. No wonder that body made a
clean sweep of the taxpayers money.
The daily Gate City. [volume] (Keokuk, Iowa) 1855-1916, 1911-08-06

Keep an eye on your profile ad
vises Lillian Russell in one of her
beauty hints. But suppose one isn't
cross-eyed, what then?
The daily Gate City. [volume] (Keokuk, Iowa) 1855-1916, 1911-08-06

Foley Kidney Pills will check the
progress Of your kidney and bladder
trouble and heal by removing the
cause. Try them. Wilkinson & Com
pany and ]. F. Kiedaisch & Son.
The daily Gate City. [volume] (Keokuk, Iowa) 1855-1916, 1911-08-06

Suggested by George Fitch: Half a
loaf is sometimes better than vaca-
ton which puts you into debt.
The daily Gate City. [volume] (Keokuk, Iowa) 1855-1916, 1911-08-06

1t has been suggested that the split
log drag be tried on the Mississippi.
The daily Gate City. [volume] (Keokuk, Iowa) 1855-1916, 1911-08-06
WHAT AMBITIONS?

All the meritorious verse OF the
day does not first come to public at
tention in the columns OF the maya
zines and other first-class publications
of general circulation Every now
and then country newspaper prints
some original lines worthy of the
widest publicity. A case in point is
afforded by the following contributed
to the West Point CIowa) Bee by
Mildred Lippincott OF Mt. Hamill, in
this county:
WHAT AMBITIONS2
How many lie beneath, with hearts
of gold?
What great ambitions doth the grave
enfold?
The first can we'll be answered,
For their life stands forth book-like
And one may read
The noble thoughts they gave,
The act, the deed.
But, Oh, the last. no living soul can
tell
What hopes we're theirs, they kept
their secret Well.
For though they lived a quiet life,
Unknown to fame,
Ambition might have scared
Beyond their plane.
Yet those who learned the lesson OF
content,
And loved and praised their God
Their whole lives through,
Have now a great reward, to compen-
state
For the earthly fame they never
knew.
Mildred Lippincott.
Mt. Hamill, Iowa, July 20, 1911.
The daily Gate City. [volume] (Keokuk, Iowa) 1855-1916, 1911-08-06

THOUGHT FOR THE DAY.
Life is a progress and not sta
tion.-Emerson.
The daily Gate City. [volume] (Keokuk, Iowa) 1855-1916, 1911-08-06
NOTES AND COMMENT.

Abe Martin says he would hate to
be married to suffragette and have
to eat Battle Greek breakfasts.
IF there is anything congress hasn't
investigated, the oversight has not
been intentional" says the Dayen-
port Times.
The Creston Advertiser says that
Mr. Bryan undoubtedly has the best
of 1t in the controversy with the
Dahlman Democrats in Nebraska.
The Iowa City Republican cautions
Senator Cummins against being too
severe in his denunciation of lame
ducks" as he may be limping along
himself some fine day.
The Waterloo Reporter says the
enemies of Taft who believed the
President was afraid of his shadow
received Jolt in the Controller Bay
message.
ivan Buren, county wool growers
are organizing to protest against a
reduction of the tariff on wool as pro
posed by the Democratic lower house
of congress. The people OF that coun
ty,' says the Davis County Republi
can, have had their taste Of free
wool and remember it,
The daily Gate City. [volume] (Keokuk, Iowa) 1855-1916, 1911-08-06

Abe Martin says he would hate to
be married to suffragette and have
to eat Battle Greek breakfasts.
The daily Gate City. [volume] (Keokuk, Iowa) 1855-1916, 1911-08-06

List of letters remaining in the Keo.
kuk postoffice. uncalled for, for week
ending Aug. 5, 1911:
The Birmingham age-herald., 1911-08-06
WHEN PUDGIE IRAN AWAIT

to live. And he had no other place, than this dirty street, In mind. He knew 1t would not be safe from dis covery were he to go to the home of any of his friends. So he had sought out this miserable place. But he had to learn something about 1t before he realized how miserable it was. and, by comparison, how happy and per fectly splendid his own beautiful home was.
 "Whur'd you come frum?" a red haired girl asked. Then, of a sudden, Pudgie found himself surrounded by the dirty children, and the leader made bold to grab at his necktie. Say, kid, I'll take this. if you don't mind." And before Pudgie could say no, his tie had been torn from his neck. Then another boy decided he would like to transfer Pudgie's cuff buttons from his cuffs to his own filthy pocket and did so without cere- mony Pudgie struggled to keep his pretty gold buttons, but his struggle was weak and of no avail. Then the 
 everything moveable that he wore. Pudgie began to fight in a feeble, frightened way, and to scream at the top of his lungs. His cries brought no one save other dirty children to the scene. And the little robbers only yelled loudly in order to drown Pudgie's cries. They pretended to be playing a noisy game. Pudgie at last gave up and stood still, allowing them to pull off his hat. his collar. his belt and blouse. Then he was thrown to the ground and his shoes and stock ings were removed.
 These shoes are mine," declared a heavy-faced little urchin, about nine years old. And the socks, too."
 NO they're not, kiddo," said the leader of the band. Everything on this kid belongs to me. Give mo them shoes"
 Then a running fight ensued, and the girls and other boys took sides, fighting for their chosen combatants. Pudgie was forgotten. He jumped to his feet, wiped the dirt and ashes from his face and looked round. The entire crowd of dirty children were half a block away, running and screaming and fighting, pulling at Pudgie's cloth ing. each trying to get possession of garments and shoes. Pudgie watched them just a moment. Then he turned and fled. going home faster than he had ever travelled by foot before. His home was about fifteen blocks distant, but Pudgie covered the distance in short time, panting and red in the face. As he dashed into the living room he heard his mother calling down the stairs:
 Bridget, have you seen Pudgie He's not in his room-nor IS he any
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where upstairs. I've looked every where for him."
 Nom, hain't seen Master Paul Lawsy! Mrs. Granger here's Master Paul loolSin' crazy. He's all torn to pieces. Must have been in automobile wreck"
 Pudgie ran past Bridget and up the stairs. He flew into his mother"s arms, crying like his heart would break, All naughtiness had been thrust out of him by his experience. He was too happy for words. to be at home again, and with his own dear, beautiful, good mother. Then, reply ing to his mothers anxious inquiries, Pudgie told the story of his naughti- ness, pleading guilty to every feeling of meanness which had possessed him. And his mamma, just like your man. ma, sat down and talked to him very, very long time, just as your dear wise mamma would talk to you in such a case. And after 1t was over, Pudgie put his arms about her neck and kissed her and said:
 Dear, good Mamma, oh, I do love you and papa very dearly. And do love my home, and the cat and
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wN UDGIE'S real, dignified name
 .E was Paul, Paul Granger. But @ owing to the fact of his being W very plump of body, he was called Pudgie. And even after he had reached the great age of seven his mamma and papa still called him Pudgie, although at school his boy friends called him Fudge and his girl friends and the teacher called him Paul.
 Paul-or Pudgie, rather, for that Is the name we shall give him in this story-had no brothers or sisters, therefore was an only child. Ana sometimes he was a naughty only child, too. His mother was so kind to him that often he did not realize what it meant to have good home. He was so used to having everything he wanted that he had never imagined what it meant not to be so well OH. But one day there came a change. Pudgie decided he wanted something which he should not have wanted ana when his mamma said mo-, ana shook her head emphatically. ne pe- gan to cry and to kick his heels on the floor and to behave in naughty manner. Consequently Mrs. Granger gave him the much-needed spanking, Jeff him in his room alone to think over the naughtiness of his ways, ana went out of the house and down town.
 Hardly had his mother gone when Pudgie sat up and dried his eyes and .I~;, nIu nlqnS lie WOulu run away that's what he would do. Hic father and mother would feel very badly when they came nome anu found no little boy there.
 Pudgie got his best hat and shoes and put them on, then he slipped out the back door so that the housemala' who was busy cleaning windows III the front of the house, would not see him. He ran off towards long dingy side street where ever so many dirty children played in alleys and unoc- cupied cellars all day. Pudgie had often felt a yearning to go there ana tol get acquainted with those children, for they had so much liberty, so Pudgie thought. They never had to be careful of their clothes, for they wore ragged, dirty garments hardly whole enough to cover their poor bodies.
 Pudgie was all out of breath and very, very warm and tired when at last he reached the street of squalor. He saw group of dirty children, playing marbles in narrow area be- tween two tumble-down houses. He joined the group, and the children stopped their play to look at him. One boy-evidently the leader of the band-got up and approached Pudgie. "W'at's your name?" he asked.
 Paul Granger" informed Pudgie.
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fearing lest the frogs should get holt of her quarreisome father again Come, let's run home as fast as we can. Oh, what sight you are, Papa!"
 ''Yes, you'd better run along with your daughter" admonished Mrs. Frog. And take my advice: don't teach her to follow In your footsteps. You are very bad-behaved mousse"
 Pinkie was leading the drenched MT. Mouse away, however, and he did not catch all that Mrs. Frog was say ing. In his heart he knew he had been in the wrong, and that he had deserved his punishment.
 When he reached home Mrs. Mouse ran out to ask what on top the earth was the matter with him.
 "Papa's been ducked-ohl terribly ducked," cried Pinkie. Then she fell to describing the scene at the pond to her mother.
 Say, husband, haven't you yet learned how to conduct yourself like a gentleman?" asked Mrs. Mouse, dis gusted at the story told so truthfully by her daughter. "Why, I'm ashamed of you-going to the pond and picking 8 quarrel with that stupid frog band And look at yourself in the spring You're worse than groundsquirre in appearance"
 And MT. Mouse, feeling both sick and humiliated, vowed to himself that never again would he make a donkey of himself. Treat all-even frogs with due respect" he said to himself as he tucked his tail between his legs and coiled up beneath tuft of dry grass to take nap.
The Birmingham age-herald., 1911-08-06

grapes had he been invited to gather from Perugi's fathers vineyard. And he, the wood carver, did not forget his old friend, nor his old friends It, tie son.
 Choose one, and you are welcome to it, son." said the wood carver, nod ding his head to Perugi. Take the finest one there." And he pointed towards the wooden figures on the shelf.
 But I have no money to buy" smiled Perugi.
 T give it you," said the wood carver. And he took from the shelf the finest bit of carving and handed it to Perugi. The little chaps face lighted up wondrously, and he was profuse in his thanks for the lovely gift. But his eyes sought another figure-one of woman-and he pointed to it: That looks like my mothers picture. Does it look like my mother when she was living? ?"
 "Ah, so 1t does, for your mother was a very lovely woman," declared the wood carver. You shall have that one, too. That will give you pair of 'em-a lady and a gentleman. I call that man-image Prince Mono. and the dy-image-the one that l now give you, Princess Mimi. So you have a prince and princess" Then customers coming, Perugi hastened away, fully intending to re- turn the following day, if his master would permit him to do so, and thank the good wood carver many more times. His heart swelled with grati- tude over the good shop-keeper's gen. erosity. He felt that he had shown him great and loving kindness. Which he had.
 On his way home, Perugi stopped several times to sit by the roadside and play with the Prince and Prin- cess. They were the most wonderful bits of carving he had ever seen, looked so life-like that Perugi would not have wondered in the least had they spoken to him.
 "Ah." he said, lit grows late. I've
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N NE day MT. Mouse, from the
 h green fields where he lived. went for a stroll along the banks " of a fine pond. His little daugh- ter, Pinkie Mouse, accompanied him. Mrs. Mouse was very busy preparing for lawn party that night. so she told her husband and daughter to go for their walk without her on this beautiful August morning.
 There's so much tolbe done against the evening"" Mrs. Mouse said. "Giv- ing lawn party to ones friends en- tails lot of work. I am tired already and have just begun"
 Well, wife," said MT. Mouse, swing ing his tail about in gay manner, "if you will insist on leading society in our field, you'll have to suffer the con- sequences. Though I think you are satisfied with doing that, for you're the most popular hostess this side the pond. Every mouse in these fields will say, I'm invited to Mrs. Grey Mouse's garden party And every one will say 1t with pride."
 "Yes, but 1t costs a good deal of time and thought to keep up my social duties," sighed Mrs Mouse. Yet one might as well be in the middle of the pond wonder, like a plain frog, as to live without society,"
 So, Mrs. Mouse went on with her work while MT. Mouse and little Pinkie went for walk. They sought the pond, nice and shining under the morning sun. They walked round 1t. admiring the flowers that grew on the banks. Becoming tired, they sat down on a fallen flower stem to rest. While thus occupied the green head of a frog appeared above the water, and two great eyes looked at them. "Ah, ha, Mrs. Frog" smiled MT. Mouse. "Howdy, my dear Madam"
 Mrs. Frog looked at MT. Mouse, then blinked her eye and said: Well, howdy, MT. Mouse. This Is a fine morning in the water. How Is 1t on the land?"
 Perfectly lovely" replied MT Mouse. Don't you wish you lived on the land instead of in tho water, Mrs. Frog?"
 Mrs. Frog winked and blinked, then she crooked loudly. Well, I don't know that I care to trade places. love the pond, and I can keep out of sight whenever I wish to, or I car come out on dry land if I like. Oi course, I know, MT. Mouse, you have it very nice-you dry-land creatures But I wouldn't trade lots with you
 MT. Mouse and Pinkie turned III their noses at this and MT. Mouse