Arizona republican. [volume] (Phoenix, Ariz.) 1890-1930, 1911-04-29
DANIEL TANK AND THE
UNFINISHED FIGHT
BY p. C.. Mscfarlane.
Copyright, 1909. by I1e Pearson Pub
fishing Company
Continued from Yesterday

DlSUeT9 L ulu0 I Ike STd0u-Stduulll
when / was small boy in school, and
/ don't like il now. especially when the
only person it's goin' TO do any good 10
is the publisher of a newspaper and the
thing it's goin' TO do harm 10 is the
city was born in and live in. and
please God, hope to die in. Mr.. Dunno
is maxim direct charges. want to
say that If any moneys been taken by
members of the city government for
doin' what they was goin' TO DO. any.
way. It was taken from rich men and
not from poor ones. from corporations
that's fed fat on the city. and if any
man got the best of 'em / don't envy
him his little bit. Another thing. if Mr.
Dunno can prove 10 my satisfaction
that Mike HallOran tried to graft on
him for a saloon license. III help send
Mike Halloran to Jail and keep him
there. In the first place I want TO say
that il strikes me Mr.. Dunno was in
mighty low business. putin up jobs
on innocent men and hidin behind
doors like the hero in a dime novel.
Besides. who are these two imported
sleuths that tell us Mike Halloran fell
for their game so easy? Guess some of
you fellows know Mike Hallorsn. don't
your" (This was a feeler.) Cries OF
yes" came back. Never knew him
10 be anything but square. did We?
I've known Mike Halloran give his last
dollar TO buy milk for a sick baby. I've
known him to work all day gettiu' out
the vote. and set up all night wa;chin'
EN- count in his precinct. and 'hen
foil sGoffd urat In, +rn.rl1o q nrss
a little matter of a saloon license. Sup
pose now, that he'd investigated the
case and il was o. K TO grant the T.
cense. but the fellow had easy money
and was willin' 10 give up some of il
for the privilege. Wouldn't you take
ito" CCries OF Sure, y You
wouldn't callThat brihe. would You? -
(Cries of Yes and No " mingled
That comes a long WAYS from provin
the city government rotten. don't il? "
Cheers and jeers were mingled.
And now" continued Tank. there's
one more thing I want to throw az you
II they begin putin poor men in jail
for takin' easy money off from rich
ones. I'm goin' to join this crusade my
self. and see that the rich ones &c
along. For every poor bribe-taker that
goes to Jail I'll see that one rich bride
giver is hand-cuffed beside him. They'll
90 into the pen like the animals into
Noah's ark. two by two. and therel
be fnanciers enough in the state peni
Tertiary 10 start a stock exchange
(Cheers. J"
That's why you can't do no good
this way. and ] told Mr.. Dunno that
yesterday in n little talk We was haydn
You can't send money TO jail. Money
is what corrupts councilmen and COM
This thing begins at the
wrong end"
Fully half the audience was in whole
or partial sympathy with Tank. and
much more than half were in sympathy
with some one sentiment or another
that he had uttered.
The close of his words was greeted
with cheering not one whit less hearty
than had been given 10 Dunno. and II
was certainly longer continued. Dunno
did not know that the moment Tank
commenced to speak and 10 feel his
the Boss's lieutenants had
begun dexterously to station then
selves in the crowd, TO lead the an
swers, to suggest the cheers and start
the applause and that while the Boss
was making his appeal the process Of
a temporary Tank machine
in the crowd had gone steadily on.
Now" said Tank. forcefully. turn
ing 10 Dunno. who stood listening with
,hagrin to the cheers that followed the
,lose of Tanks speech. You been
yoin' after me. Now I'm goin' after
you. Watch me, I'll get your sparlin'
plug, and get it quick"
AS Tank turned away from the crowd
ne faced a Deputy Sheriff who thrust
INTO his hand paper.
Well What's this?" exclaimed the
Boss, disdainfully. snatching the docu-
nent and scanning it swiftly. His face
llanched a trifie as he read. and then
,lazed up with wrath. It was a war
ant for his arrest upon a charge OF
accepting a bribe from the trolley com
,any. AS Tank gazed unseeingly at
he document for a moment after he
lad read II, the wrath upon his face
cooled TO a sneer.
So the Grand Jury indicted me.
ley? For accepting a bride. hey?
Veil, now, what do you think of that?"
lie croaked in harsh sarcasm. His
words had been loud enough for the
asst man in the crowd TO hear. Then
ie folded the warrant. deliberately
nd tore il across half-a-doZen times
With an accelerated motion of the fin
ers, for each tear. till the warrant was
me paper and with swift rising anger
urled IL full in the face of the arrest
ng officer, "Big" Campbell. a man
rhom he had always hated. but who
ED his place because he gripped in his
amy fist a goodly handful Of votes in
ne of the water front wards. Camp |
ellis face, like many of his race. al |
rays family f1orid, turned red as fire !
{ the insult. and was heated hotter |
Y the memory Of a whipping Tank |
nee administered 10 him.
"You bald-faced buffer" he shrieked. !
I'll have the irons on you for that"
Quick as a fash Tank saw supreme |
pportunity TO grandstand. He thrust |
ut his great. burly wrists.
" Put 'em on, ne roared. Put 'em |
n, | dare youi
His eyes were almost closed in the
OF tide OF his passion. From blazing
I'd his leathery face had turned to
loodless white and he shook II before
he eyes Of Big" Campbell and Of
.fed his wrists for the irons. Put
N on, | dare youi / dare youi he
ellowed.