Charlevoix county herald. (East Jordan, Mich.) 189?-1953, 1913-12-06

unjust taxes that fell so heavily on
the farmer and the wage-earner, the
false system of legislation and the
betrayal of the peoples rights by the
men they were bambooZled into elect
! ing to represent them and protect
their interests. He went on to tell
how New York and other states had
! from time to time risen and shaken
off similar yoke of Bossism, and to
show how, both materially and in
point of self respect, the voters of the
'mountain state could profit by follow
ing such examples. In closing he
briefly described the nature, aims and
purposes of the Civic league and the
practical reforms to which he himself
stood pledged.
II did Gives heart good to see how
readily his audience responded in in
terest to his pleas. He had not spoken
ten minutes before he felt he had his
house with him. He finished amid
salvo of applause. His hearers
focked about him as he came down
from the platform, shaking his hand,
asking him questions, praising his
discourse.
One big farmer slapped him on the
back, crying:
You're all right, Mr.. Standish! If
you can carry out all you've promised,
| guess Wills County'll stand by you,
solid. But why on earth didn't you
advertise you was comm to Wayne
tonight? If it hadn't been for your
agent that passed through here yes
terday and told some of the boys at
the hotel and the postoffice, you
wouldn't "a had anyone to hear you.
If we'd known what was comm, this
hall'd "a been packed"
But surely you read my advertise
ments in your local papersw ex-
claimed Give, Ct"
I've sure didn't read anything of
the kind" retorted a dairyman. 81
read everything in the Wayne Clarion,
from the editorials to soap ads, an
there hasn't been line printed about
your meetin'."
81 sent my agent ahead to place
paid advertisements with every paper
along my route" said the puzzled
Standish "And you say he was in
town here yesterday. So he couldn't
have skipped Wayne. I'll drop in on
the editor of the Clarion on my way
to the station and ask him why the
advertisement was overlooked"
Accordingly, a half-hour later, en-
route for the midnight train, Standish
sought out the Clarion office and de-
manded an interview with its editor
in-chief.
Il guess that's me-" observed a fat,
shirt -sleeved man, who looked from
his task of tinkering with a linotype
machines inner mysteries. "Im Mr..
Gerrett, editor-in-chief, managing edi-
tor, city editor, too. My repertorial
Stairs out to supper, this being pay
day and he being hungry. Were you
wanting to subscribe or? Take a
chair, anyhow" he broke off, sweep
ing a pile of proofs off three-legged
stool. Now, what can do for you %
MY name is Standish," began
Give, land l called to find out why"
"Ohw
The staccato monosyllable served
as clearing house for all Gerretts
geniality, for he froze-as much as a
stout and perspiring man can-into
editorial super-dignity. Aware that
atmosphere had CONCEALED, but with
out understanding why, Give con-
tinued:
my agent called here, did he not :?
And left an advertisement Of"
YES" snapped Gerrett, che did. |
was out. He left it with my foreman
with the cash for it. l mailed a check
for the amount this morning to your
league headquarters at Granite"
But why? The advert"
"The ads in my waste-basket.
Now, as this is my busy night, maybe
you'll clear out and let"
Look here| said Give, sternly,
and refusing to notice the opened
door, what does this mean?"
at means we don't want your ads.
nor your money"
Were you too crowded for space
and had to leave the advertisement
out 2"
No, we weren't. We don't want
any dealings with you or the alleged
league you're running. That's all.
Amt that plain enough ?"
mo" answered Give, trying to
keep cool, 81 want a,reason."
you'll keep on wanting it, then.
Pm boss of this office, and"
"The real boss | doubt it. If you
were, what reason would you have for
turning away paid advertisements
may do you an injustice, my friend,
but ! think you're acting under or
ders."
you're OFF, shouted Gerrett, red
dening. 81 run this paper as choose.
And | don't take orders from any
man. /"
"Nor passes? Nor freight rebates
on paper rolls, and"
"D'ye mean TO insult me ?" beloved
Gerrett, wallowlng forward, threaten
ing as a fat black thundercloud. T'll
have you know"
IL don't think" replied Give calm
ly, ana recedlng not a step, 81 don't
think you could De insulted. Mr.. Ger
ret. You are making rather a pitiful
exhibition of yourself. Why not own
up to 1t you ARE letting under orders
Of the machine whose tool you are
The machine hich is so afra.. .I
the truth that il takes pains to muzz e
the press. The machine that is so
"eil T.. re C .s own rottenness, it
lare not let De people whom it is de-
frauding hear the other side of tnc
Ease. by not admit you are
bought F"
Gerrett was suffering uninte
pible wrath