The Logan Republican. [volume] (Logan, Utah) 1902-1924, 1913-09-02

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for the country at large that he
makes ready for his trip to South
| America. And it will be a blessing
to the country when Republicans and
Progressives find basis upon which
they cab get together and repair the
damage he has Gone in his attempt
to destroy the party that made him e.
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A TEST OF ENDURANCE
Mr.. Wilson's diplomatic duel with
| TIE Mexican government has resolv-
| ed itself into an endurance test. De-
Ginning further relations with Huerta
and his supporters until they mani
fest a desire to reform, the Presi-
dent is quietly wait ng. His repre-
sentative has retired to the border
whence he can observe Huerta in the
I-ocess Of coming to his senses.
With his followers and the world at
large aware that the United States
has withdrawn the light Of its coun.
tenance, 1t is anticipated Huerta can
not long Withstand his ostracism. II
Is upon this theory Mr.. Wilson is
acting and he is doubtless keenly an.
xious as the hours pass.
An administration that has no
standing abroad, and whose dom II
ance Is questioned at home; canno.
long survive. Even those Mexicans
who applauded President Huerta's
firm attitude in the face Of American
demands should soon realize the price
their country IS paying to maintain
this usurper on his unconstitutional
unlawful throne. Those few nations
that formally recognized Huerta as
president did So only ad interim,
evincing their support of the Amer
.can demand that an elect on be quick
ly he'd and a constitutional govern.
ment erected. The impossible stu.
alton in Mexico has grown worse
since negotiations with the United
States were suspended and it WI
continue to increase IN embarass-
ment.
President Wilson expressed the be.
lief in his message that Huerta could
not long maintain his attitude and
his authority in the face of Ameri-
can disapproval. The retirement OF
Governor Lind to Vera Cruz indicates
the Presidents hope that negotiations
will eventually be satisfactory re-
sumed Herald Republican.
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NANNETTE
Nannette was in the chorus of
sprightly vaudeville,
And was taught to pirouette, to war.
bic and to drill
Sometimes she was a mermaid, Just
upr,sen from the she'll
But the glitter of the footlights scared
her soul like flames from hell.
Just round OF paint and tinsel, as
the season slipped along,
With the sparkle of the winecup and
the glamor of a song;
Just the restlessness of spirit that
npuld nayar ba 1,,ita ,tiI1
And the crash and clash of music In
the latest vaudeville.
And the spark of passion leaping,
and the brand that fell across
All the empty days of longing all the
bitter nights of loss;
Weaving thoughts and woven sorrows
that enwrapped her with their spell.
And the glazing, flaring footlights,
like the modsng fires of hell.
Life was life, her motto ,-told.- her,
where the current swiftest flowed,
And where music soanded sweetly,
and the brightest colors glowed.
Strange that all this vision faded that
at last the dream should die
In garret's dingy -sqaaior, and a
baby's plaintive cry.
Nannette has left the chorus Of the
dashing vaudeville.
Her heart that beat so restless once,
forevermore Is still.
And the CLEAN that lit the darkness
where her dying whisper fell,
Was the white, bright fash Of foot.
lights, like an open door to hell.
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BOYS ARE ALWAYS BOYS