The Madison journal. (Tallulah, Madison Parish, La.) 1888-current, 1913-09-20
Vivid Little Pictures of Happen
ingS at Ellis Island.
Five Thousand immigrants Go
Through the Gates Every Twenty
four Hours-They Come From
Every Quarter.

New YOrk.-Five thousand seekers
OF liberty" are pouring through the
gates of Ellis Island every ~ hours
these days. They come from almost
every quarter OF Europe, Asia and
Africa, and their sole aim is free
speech and chance at the reputed
golden stream that flows through val
ley, dale and city thoroughfare." To
them Ellis Island is an extraordinarily
lrage but quiet zoo. They marvel at
the tongue the other alien speaks,
and the American looks askance at
them.
Paid employees of the government
handle the aliens seeking admission
to the United States like so many
cattle or hogs. There's a reason for
it, however. They are unfamiliar
with the dozen or more languages
spoken, SO they use their hands. They
shoe these prospective citizens to the
right and to the left. forward and
backward, just like Farmer John
handles live stock in the barnyard of
a 16O-acre Iowa farm. They pass, in
costumes as varied as their tongues,
through the portals of the admins
trative building, to seek Americas
gift of welcome.
At Ellis island everything Is the ap-
herded into this space or that, and
an attendant in blue Tapping his
hands to make them walk Outside,
tied up at the wharf, are two decrepit
barges filled with moving figures.
Suddenly keeper r5pes :! hundred
or more of them with a strand OF
command and hastens them into the
building. There they are herded be-
fore a physician, herded in to lunch,
shipped into the registry room and
finally, by gradual process. discharged
or detained temporarily or for depor-
tation. All the time they are behind
wire screens. whose sides they feel
tentatively, and through Which they
peer wonderingE.
zoo or an animal market at the
first impression; but If you wander
about long enough you will be able
to differentiate them and find the
spark of some sort of individuality be-
hind each blanf countenance and the
uncommunicative eyes. Find, in spite
of the dress, the tongue. the crush
that would seem to crush out individ-
uality and mass them unoer one term,
the same old thoughts, feelings and
desires. Here is an account of just
a few picked UP casually in one day:
Nora Malone was sitting in the cage
behind the kissing post using enc cor
ner of her handkerchief to wipe the
tears from her constantly streaming
eyes. Nora's tie was green and her
eyes were as black as her hair. and
Nora was the prettiest bit Of femi-
ninity. to American Sigh, in all that
crowd. She had been detained a few
days previously to await the arrival
OF Mike. who left the "ould country"
about one and half years ago and
had at last sent her word that a
home was ready for her. Now, when
Nora reached the island, Mike had not
yet come from his home in Colorado
So she waited as philosophically as
her patience would permit her, with
all the Italians she couldn't under
stand and didn't like. Anu it was hot.
and she wasn't looking as pretty as
she had, and, oh. what's keepin' the !
b'y?"
Suddenly her name was called and |
l sounded queer after all the gutter
ais that had preceded 1t. She was led
into the little cage behind the kissing
post. Don't yol know why 1t is SO
termed? Just because as soon as
one Of the men or women has been
detained until tie arrival Of friend