Yellowstone monitor., 1913-07-03

news came that the belea-
IsEas2AI guered stronghold had fallen.
The Michigan had won into the Steel
CITY.
Two men we're scrambling over each
othor turning the state upside down,
bocgusp each lusted for power and
hated the other. Victory by either, If
one might Judge by the past, meant
corruDtlon, thievery, oppression. in
tustce, and it would be won for him
Iv characteristic means. The people
knew 1t.
Between the two camps wandered a
lonely voice, preaching honesty, de-
rencv, liberty, equity. He was worthy
70 preach. He was the sort Of man
TO whom other men gladly entrust their
most important private affairs. He
was fitted by capacity, by study, by
ideals, for the pure function OF gov
ernment. He had put aside prefer
ment, money, love-the trio Of rewards
for any one Of which men daily sell
their souls-that he might be the filter
for his task
And as he went about that spring
preaching his crusade scanty audiences
listened carelessly or with suspicion
bred of many deceptions and syste-
matte miseducation; let US be just
lndtferently responsive.
John was in the Steel City one night
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often laughed at for proffering old
fashioned oratory in the day of the
ubiquitous newspaper. But it was the
only way In which he could reach the
people, since the columns Of the sub
sidized press were not open to him or
his crusade. He went away from the
hall heavily downcast. The audience
had been small, anything but enthusi-
astic, and he had spoken poorly. There
Is no Encouragement like unto that Of
the man who believes he has message
to give and knows that he has deliv-
cred it inadequately.
His way to the hotel took him along
the city's principal street. He walked
slowly, scrutinizing the passersby with
that interest in city throngs which the
country bred man never quite loses.
He came to a corner where another
crowded thoroughfare crossed. he
stopped and leaned against the wall Of
the bank that stood there.
The theaters were just letting out,
and around him swirled a stream Of
humanity, the sound Of many voices
and twice as many feet rising In a
peculiar, unmusical roar. John won.
dered as the endless stream Of hu-
manity swept by him If it were true,
as Haig had said to him once that
900 men in 1000 in the cities were
dependent on the thousandth, and that
six men had it in their power to turn
on a panic" to put on the Screws
What, II the screws were put on,
would these men do--fght or submit2
But it was not that which made the
load of dependency hang heavier.
Once, seeing a thousand men gathered
In the square at home, he had thought
Of the power there, "the power and
the glory" Now he saw the people,
not In their immensity, but In their
Infinite multiplicity; so many men
with so many interests, each living In
his own restricted sphere. Was Haig
then right? How could dreamer or
thousand dreamers by word OF
mouth teach these men to think what
their lives taught them not to feel
that social problem was their prob
lem, that political putrefacton was
their peril, that the masses interest
was their interest?
He walked on, tortured by doubts,
yet clInglng, as the shipwrecked mari
ner clings to his raft, to his dwindling
1aith In the people.
AS he was passing through the lob
by Of his hotel the clerk motioned him
10 the desk. Say, there's been big
tough guy in three times tonight ask
Ing for you. Says It's important, and
nell be back again. Name is Maley.
guess" he laughed. knowing his
guest, "it's some political bum want
Ing to make a touch"
Butch Maley of New Chelsea. former
heeier,' doubtless! John, curious,
FOUND seat in the lobby and waited
lie laughed inwardly, not pleasantly,
at the recollections called forth by the
name, which he had almost forgotten.
Butch Maley was the first to be con-
'lcted in that crusade Of early six
years ago.
lie had not long to wait. Maley was
'ue same bestial creature who had
stood trembling in the dock and march
Gu away. mouthing imprecations and
urge threats, to the penitentiary. That
he was prosperous, the yellow diamond
III his necktie loudly proclaimed. he
'oiied toward John, grinning affably.
Howdy, Johnny" He did not Of.
Ter to shake hands. for which John
was thankful,
How are you, Maleyr'
"Me? Maley drew up chair and
deposited his huge bulk In It "On
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