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Mexico Missouri message. (Mexico, Audrain County, Mo.) 1899-1918, 1913-10-09

Mrs. Jim Sipple and Clemen.
tine of Laddonia were shopping
in Mexico Saturday.
Mexico Missouri message. (Mexico, Audrain County, Mo.) 1899-1918, 1913-10-09

Mr. and Mrs. Ed. Briley of st.
Louis visited Mr.. and Mrs. f. l..
Crosby in this city last week.
Mexico Missouri message. (Mexico, Audrain County, Mo.) 1899-1918, 1913-10-09

c. w. Wilson, of the vicinity of
Centralia, was here on business
last Saturday.
Mexico Missouri message. (Mexico, Audrain County, Mo.) 1899-1918, 1913-10-09

Mrs. W. III. White of Pueblo,
Colo, is here on visit to her son.
DR.. A. G.. White.
Mexico Missouri message. (Mexico, Audrain County, Mo.) 1899-1918, 1913-10-09

Mrs. T. jeff Ecton of this city
spent last week with her parents,
Mr. and Mrs. j. w. Coakley,
south of Rush Hill.
Mexico Missouri message. (Mexico, Audrain County, Mo.) 1899-1918, 1913-10-09

Will Lee of st. Louis is the
guest of Mr., and Mrs. Eugene Dy-
son.
Mexico Missouri message. (Mexico, Audrain County, Mo.) 1899-1918, 1913-10-09

Mrs. B. G. Reavis visited Mrs.
James HUMPHREYS at Vandalia
this week.
Mexico Missouri message. (Mexico, Audrain County, Mo.) 1899-1918, 1913-10-09

Robert Randle of Parsons,
Kans., is shaking hands with old
friends in this city.
New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1913-01-05
ANOTHER AVENUE A.

n would have reminded me OF Avenue n
AT its busiest time but for the lack OF AMI
nation in the scene.
No one took any interest in any one
else. There was small exchange OF amen
tiles and 40 lingering for gosslps win
neighbors.
lust the problem of living from day to
day is about all the Mile End ROAD ca"
concentrate its attention upon as things
are now.
OF course. nobody noticed me. and when
the gray pail Of fog and depression ana
general hopelessness was more IMAM
could bear | walked along past the mar
ket TO a modest little house with s'rip
of grass I'm front
II stood out a bit from its nelghoots'
for IL was as clean as soap and water ana
fresh paint could make it, and on us
Garden gate was brass inscription
"Dockers' Union" which means that II Is
the headquarters of the Dock. wharf,
Riverside and General Workers Union or
Great Britain and Ireland. of which ben
Tjllett is the secretary.
made my way up the narrow pain 10
tho front door and lifted the heavy knock
err letting It fall with n thud. which IS
tho Mile End method OF announcing your
arrival
New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1913-01-05
STIRRING UP HATRED.

DO the men and women down here
ever come to the West End?" I asked.
thinking of my long journey to the Mile
End Road.
"Yes. sometimes. We see to that. II Is
one Of the best ways of stirring them up
to rebellion to let them go through May
fair and Belgravia and see the palaces
and mansions"
My breath was rather taken away by
this. for Mr.. Tillett makes you sort Of see
things when he speaks. and recalled the
one procession OF strikers aud out-of-
works I've seen since I've been here.
Gaunt, haggard men in frayed and tat
tered clothes and shadowy women some
dragging little children and half fainting
as they trudged along and some singing
actually singing-to lend courage to the
faltering ones of this procession Of human
misery.
Here there was an interruption. for in
bounded, quite without the ceremony Of a
knock at the door. the roundest, cheeriest
and rosiest Of little men.
Hello. Benz said he.
Hello. Harry" said Ben.
Then Harry gazed at me, and Mr..
Tillett introduced me and designated
Harry as the Mark Tapley Of the move
ment and the aforementioned chuckled
and turned roster.
New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1913-01-05
THE PATIENT WOMEN.

with the utmost patience and cour-
age in many cases. but of course their
suffering is very great and many of them
do complain. / wish we could organize
the wives so they worked with us in
full understanding of what is coming to
pass and why and how. l wish all the
women down here in these districts could
be organized. 1t would mean everything.
That is why we in this corner of Lon
don welcome the woman movement IL
is revolt and rebellion. 1t is fine. splen-
did. Let's have plenty Of IT,"
Agitators will out. / expect. 1t was
here | realized that Ben Tillett is an
orator OF no mean ability. Enthusiasm
made his face glow, his voice ring, and l
began to understand how he could sweep
people along with the force of his ear
nestness. his conviction.
But after this outburst he settled back
in his chair and toyed restlessly with
some of the papers on his desk
New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1913-01-05
a DASHlNG LEADER.

Then he went ahead and glided swiftly
and softly along little passage out into
q hack ward. where a child's swing ana
a yellow Persian cat were In command
ard into a sort OF annex. very receh'iy
hnut and with the smell OF newness
towering round IT, Up a little flight OF
stairs he dashed and followed at pace
more in accordance with my age and hg-
ure.
Then he knocked at the door OF Ben
'rilletts own sanctum and ushered me In
at once.
II was little bit OF a room with new
green paint on the walls. bookcase
well filed, and papers everywhere.
Mr. Tillett was at his desk. almost
showed under with papers and pamph-
let's would never have dreamed VINO
he was. IL the friendly youth hadn I
given his name to me. and mine to him.
You see, when you hear of labor agi-
tators and strike leaders you always ex-
meet them IL be big, burly men. with
voices like bass drums. and all-round
massive personalities.
And there sat Mr. Tillett, a quiet, col
orless little man. with a sad. tired face
and shoulders that dropped In discour-
aged way
II was difficult 20 picture him swayihs
crowds Of excited men, leading process
sions Of unemployed. calling down ven
New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1913-01-05
TOO MUCH DEPRESSION.

81 need to be a bit cheerful" he as
sured me. There's about enough depres-
sion going round here" and he looked
disapproving;y at his fellow workers
grave face and tired eyes.
"Oh, go along" said Mr.. Tillett easily,
and Harry went and the agitator rose
and closed the door after him and then
gazed out of the window for q moment at
the dreary streets.
1--WE Americans are always so impressed
by the tragedy OF poverty and degrada-
I'm London" I volunteered. Those half
starved men sleeping on the benches and
those travesties OF womanhood sitting in
all their dirt and misery gazing out over
the river"
"Ah. really; and vet the Embankment
doesn't count so much" unused Ben TIL
lett. There poverty is endured These
have gone down. The greatest torture
comes when it is resisted and effort Is
made to keep the heads above water. We
have far more terrible things down here.
1 assure you. among people who never
ask for help. who hardly wish to take
1t when 1t comes"
He paused moment, then added: And
Il is the women who suffer most. when
all is said and done"
There was silence between us then. for
I was thinking OF those poor bedragsled
souls buying their penn'orths of foodstuffs
for Sunday. and of those who could not
even aanags that. and all with little
New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1913-01-05

"Oh. I thought there was no doubt
about his intoXication," | murmured:
the policeman said so and the magis-
trate convicted him"
Mr. Tilletts mouth curved disdainfully.
"Nonsense!" he CALCULATED CURLY, and
IBIS voice. which is rather gentle at most
times. was distinctly harsh It's all
nonsense TO believe any such evidence as
was given about him. We have police
men over here as corrupt as those In
New York even. and We haze magistrates
who are fanatical teetotalers. and when
a poor wretch is I'm the hands OF bully
ing. corrupt policeman and a fanatically
teetotal magistrate he Is between the
devil and the deep sea-"
Then the agitator dismissed the case
with spacious wave OF his hand-that
hand OF the workingman. with veins
gnarled and knotted. yet with a certain
hneness OF moulding and texture.
New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1913-01-05
A socIALIsTIc DooRKEEPER.

There was an immediate response A
tall thin. pallid youth appeared. lie
r,o,e his hair long, so long that It's only
oxcnse was music or football. 1t was
straight. too and laid itself gently on
reluctant collar. And. dear ones ne wore
a red tie! T
That crimson tie settled the mat
knew him for a SOCIALIST.
"Can I see Mr.. Tillett? asked No"
gentle auntie. with outward hohc"''""0''
but inward tremors
wouldn't have been bit surprised W
have been called upon for PASSWORD u
a countersign. But not at all.
The paiIid. wraithlike youth gave me d
eecond's keen and intelligent scrutiny
and said in a pleasant voice win no
trace Of the cockney accent which per-
vades that quarter
81 think so. VIII you come this way
New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1913-01-05
A COMING REVOLUTION.

well, what's going to be the future of
labor In England, anyhow" / asked des-
perately. for | saw Mr.. Tilett was not
goiug to help me out I'm our talk. though
he was quite kind and rather amused ut
being interviewed by a female Ameri-
can on the question OF English labor
problems.
Revolution" was his laconlc answer to
my last query. There must be revolu-
ton" And the fighting spirit showed In
the Tightening OF his lips and the fash Of
his eyes.
But do you really think the English
laboring man would ever get worked up
to that? he seems 50 apathetic. so
heavy"
New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1913-01-05
OF IT."

mirror their feelings Mr.. Tilletts mouth
does all the heavy work.
He didn't wear a red tie. lie had
gentle gray one with white dots as an
adjunct TO his soft collar, and his pepper
and salt clothes. But his hair was a
shade longer than is usual In other po-
litcal circles However. it wasn't ostenta-
tiousIy so, and my own idea Is that he
had not had time to go nd have II cut
and that ordinarily it is regulation length.
what do you want to talk ABOUT
aueried the agitator. just as If he didn't
know.
ooh. about strikes and strikers and
sIums and anything else you Ike. plped
your Aunt Kate. cheerfully
That's large order" demurred Mr.
Tillett.
well. in the first place. what about
this present strike in Newcastle because
an engine driver had been fined Tor drunk
enness and then lost his position. Is that
going TO spread and paralyze the Christ
mas trade and trafiic?'
New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1913-01-05
By Kate Carew.

bOnQOn, december Il.
We been a-summing. dear ones. all
by myself: partly in a most superior
taxicab and partly on foot I've
ho.n through the mean streets and the
.ooaner streets and I've seen the unem-
.loyeds and the wouldn't-be employees
If-they- could.
I have had an audience with the Mon
,rcb of Mile End Road, one Ben Tillett
once q dock worker, now the king of the
aocks and a serious rival to His Majesty
George V. for he plays upon the British
rorkman as a skilled performer on a
n,ono. and who can say how far he may
not 60?
Between ourselves. II takes some doing
:, rouse the British workman from his
.nathv. He IS undeniably dull and stodgy.
He doesn't want to be reused. He resents
q ordinarily yet in the strong hands OF
Rem Tillett he skips and jumps and pirou-
.ttes mentally, he rebels, rises in his
wrath. strikes and suffers.
A DIVIDED REPUTATION.
Consequently, in the East End. Little
pennie" as he's fondly called, is ac-
claimed. In the West End he is anathe-
matized.
But neither feeling seems to trouble MIN
much. He Just goes his own way, and II
the end is prison-well, he has been there
before. ana can stand it again. And be-
cause England is England and you can
sneak your mind out on any and all sub
,ects. in the squares and parks and halls,
he goes on talking and agitating ana
nointing out wrongs. and ways of forcing
,Adress. and nobody interferes with him
in the very least
OF course, he wouldn't like being called
the Monarch Of Mile End Road. because
like John Mitchell, Eugene Debs and me
rest of them. he is all for Equality and
Fraternity.
Recently London has been quaking lest
Ben would loose the dogs Of war and or
der general strike. as a result OF local
frscas at Newcastle. And a railroad and
shipping strike in the Christmas season
would lust about break the great British
heart
Well. naturally, with this sword hang
ing over US, we have talked much OF
Tillett. and l thought / would like to see
the Powerful Person with mine own eyes.
chose a fine Saturday morning to go
down TO the Mile End Road and beard
the lion in his den.
When 1 say 1t was fine l simply mean
II was the best London can do in the way
OF weather, this time of year-that is, II
wasn't raining; it was only gray and
dreary over here We are grateful 10?
small favors.
Do excuse my harping so on the wealth
or. won't you? But II is the main topic
OF conversation with Londoners, anu
habits are so catching.
New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1913-01-05
ENLISTED IN THE NAVY.

"Oh, then I went into the navy and 0ol
considera BILE travelling. That's when %
went 10 America. After that I became ~
dock worker"
/ wondered how he got his educationA1
for he speaks like man who has rea0
and studied considerable amount.
He seemed to read my thoughts. for he
gave a careless gesture toward the booEA
case in the corner, and said, with ccfs
tain wistful, almost boyish, pride:
Bought all my books myself. ana
taught myself whatever L happen to
know. I went on one meal day to geo
most of those volumes, and they mean q
lot to me-" {
They" were set OF encyclopadiaSs
two fat volumes OF Carlyle's French
Revolution" and many other books, ak
bearing on questions of labor. wages and
socialism.
Men were coming In and out downstairs
and the business of the day was evident
" in full swing at the Dockers' Union
Il must not keep you any longer" Z
said. 1T was nice of you 20 let me havo
a talk with you"
Not at ALL" murmured Mr.. Tiletfs
vaguely.
I'D like to hear you speak some time.
said /, for l remembered those bursts OF
enthusiasm.
Would you?" he asked. I'm some SURF
prise, and he summoned the pale. wraithS'
like young socialist.
where am 1 speaking this next weekr''
he demanded.
And the youth read out Camberwell ana
East Ham and all sorts of places Pve
never been to. and am sure I'll never Do
able to reach, and | am afraid my IN.
terest waned. but / thanked them both
for their information. Then Mr.. Tillete
gave me fraternal handshake and
wished me all sorts of good luck, and thu
wrath led me back through the passages
and the yard, deserted now even by the
Persian kitten. and past front room
where typewriters were clicking anu
groups of men were talking. with an ir>
terest too intense to allow them to noticek
any one passing I'm or out
The market was still In full swing. Thd,
crowd was very great. and over ana
around the scene was the heavy gray PAD
Of London. J
Copyright 1913. New-York Tribune)
New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1913-01-05
LONDON TAKES A REST.

On Saturday morning the city teens
With life and animation. 1t seems as II
sleepy London really wakes then, for the
work Of the whole day has to be finished
in half time so that big stores, business
Offices and national and municipal build
ings can close by 2. and all London 'own
can assume its quiet Sunday for the rest
Of Saturday.
Clerks in high hats and frock coats
and errand boys with little caps over
their red ears dash about. attending to
the last necessary details before closing
time, and there is hum Of voices,
rattle Of boxes and papers and general
atmosphere Of suppressed excitement
Down through the districts named for
New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1913-01-05

geance on Lord Devonport from rover
HIN because his lordship refused TO ac-
cede TO the terms of the strikers.
No. you'd have taken him for a nice
hard working. family man, good to MS
wife and children, but with his hopes ana
ambitions bounded by the four walls OF
his modest home.
"Oh, come sit down" said Mr.. Tliiett III
kind of a '1'll-tend-tO- you presently
voice and with an easy gesture he swept
a mass OF pamphlets of chair 1heh TIC
went on writing and finished quite iohs
letter.
New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1913-01-05
AN IMPORTANT LETTER.

"Uere ware, Harry" he cried brisKiy,
and tossed IL to the gentle youth VINO hau
stood by to receive it. Stood at attehtio"
az il were, with no more time LOT me-
only a steadfast look for his leader
And now what can | do Tor you
asked Little Bonnie" when the door hau
closed on the wraithlike one and MS let
,ers He didn't ask 1t with any CURIOSITY
mr. interest. but just as II 1t were q SORT
Of FORM
| timidly told him what / wanted-onIy
IN talk TO him. and he seemed highly
amused. for his mouth twitched humor-
ously.
Did YOU ever see any one whose mouth
is the most expressive feature OF his race
Well. Mr.. Tillett's is. Everything else
I'm his personality is colorless. indefer-
inmate. but his mouth dominates.
No. I don't mean that II Is large. but
4, IL expressive Ii Is weak mouth and
strong one. 1t curls up ana drags down.
The lips compress or protrude. There
are lines Of pain about 1t ana lines OIL
humor. and where other peoples eyes
New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1913-01-05
TYRANNY OVER ENGINE DRIVERS

ct don't think so. 1t will be settled sat
isfactorily before very long. IL arises
from a grievance OF long starving. No
one wants drunken engine drivers. natu-
rally, but there is sort OF tyranny ex-
ercised over many railroad employees In
certain places which Is most irksome
Their home lives. their religious ideas
and all their affairs are supervised in
most CALLING fashion Now. this man
wasn't drunk We have proof OF that
and his companions are taking this OPP
portunity Of showing their indignation at
general official petty tyranny"
New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1913-01-05
AN HONEST REPLY.

But Ben Tillett is honest and just, SO
he didn't equivocate, nor did he rage at
the query. Only lines around his mouth
deepened a little and his face grew graver
as he replied
NO, / cannot say that we did
And there has been terrible suffering
in consequence. has there not" pur-
sued, ruthlessly.
He nodded and his shoulders dropped
little more. Just as If they were bearing
a heavy burden.
Yes" he said. dropping his voice
slightly, great suffering. We have pain
full cases coming to us every day
Strong. good men anxious to work. but
able to get nothing. You see, when the
strike was settled many Of the men did
not get back their places. Numbers OF
foreigners were imported instead
And can you help them all?'
NO. We cannot, but We do what we
can. naturally"
How do the women behave during the
strikes?"
The agitator's face softened and his
mouth. which had been twisted a little
awry. took a tender curve.
New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1913-01-05
WHERE sHoPplNe's A FINE ART.

Shopping is a fine art in this part OF
London. though its scale is limitedI,a
penn'orth of margarine, ha-penn orth OF
sugar the same of salt. two penn'ort OF
tea. a penn orth of milk, and so on.
The women have reckoned 1t all very
carefully. They watch the measuring oil
II with eagle eye. and woe betide the
salesman if he tries to cheat them. ior
they are ready for him, with fine flow OF
Billingsgate vituperation.
There were women with faces pinched
with hunger and others with eyes large
and bright with misery. and still others
with ugly bruises as sign OF their mar
ried state. And the general uniform was
a dirty shawl over dirty. torn blouse
and skirt ard unl<empt hair fastened 10
he head with one skewerlike PIN
There were costers, men and women
The girls in feathered hats and gay
shawls. the men some of them real
..pearly kings" with heaps of buttons al!
over their clothes
New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1913-01-05
THE STRIKES ARE BRINGING IT.

And do these continual strikes orins
the revolution nearer" / queried, re-
Numbering the terrible suffering and prl-
walton they brought in their train ana
trying to get at the logic OF it all.
Eyes, they may, but they are useful IN
a nearer way. The spirit of revolt fos-
tered and displayed among the men ~
encouraging. and even IL the strike is
purely economic i'm cause and origin, ana
at best only effects comparatively slight
notifications in the condition or the
worker, it is valuable as means OK edu-
cation. But workers realize now that'
while we organize and struggle to make
the best of the capitalist system. still we
must also organize and struggle and vote
TO abolish the system altogether"
1T sounds to me like syndcalism."
II don't work with the syndicalists'
answered Mr.. Tillett. Il have my
methods, they theirs"
did you really accomplish much In
the last dock striker" / asked, little
timidly. for it seemed a delicate ques-
ton, and 1 feared might anger the agi-
fot
New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1913-01-05
NOT TO BE TAKEN FOR A "ToFF.'

At last. just a mile from the Mansion
House where the Lord Mayor holds forth.
we came to the top OF the Mile End Road,
and | let my cab so, for | didn't want
TO be taken for "toff' in Stepney where
taXis are rare.
1t was market day. and the whole Mile
End Road was doing its Sunday shopping.
1t was a pavement market" a nice. in
formal affair. where all goods are spread
out on the ground. and you ''pys your
money and tykes your chyce."
And what collection of things were
there,
Bread. meat. vegetables. old boots and
shoes, ribbons. laces, bacon. cheese, fruit.
very blue milk oleomargar!ne. bits of
china. pots and kettles and flannel by the
yard.
Pathetic-looking rabbits hung by their
toes on sticks. with their limp heads a
little TO one side, and these were In
great demand, for the piece de resistance
of a Mile End Road Sunday dinner. when
the good man is working and the family
I'm funds. is a succulent bunny. stewed
with a strong and savory onion.
There were plenty of second and third
and tenth hand clothes. and pieces OF old
furniture and mouldy books. In fact.
all the riff-raff of the worlds belongings.
and nothing of value.
New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1913-01-05
UT1ON MUST COME IN ENGLAND, SAYS BEN TnLETT
The Agitator Who Has Recently Made the Heart OF
the Earh's Greatest City Quake with Fear Lest
He Order General Strike Thinks
The World Is Divided Between
Thieves and Slaves"
Thieves and Slaves"

hungry mouths about them waiting u
be fed.
Then Mr.. Tillett spoke bitterly. "ThS
world Is divided between thieves an0
slaves" he said. They are amusinSS
these people who want to institute REL
forms for the poor reforms for all things
but the main one. What do they know1
or care really? Just now it is the 'whfte
slave traffic they are agitating about
yet they let young factory girls waste1
body and soul. doing arduous work m
terrible surroundings. Why. for the
matter of that he burst out suddenly
waving his arm with vehemence, "r0
far rather be a we'll fed prostitute than
half starved factory girl!'
This seemed a propitious moment foc
changing the conversation. so I said. insl
terestedly and because 1 had been thinnS
ing It for some time.
DO you know, Mr.. Tillett that you
speak with something Of our Americas
accents? 4
DO I?' and he smiled little. I
"Yes really; have you ever peer
there?" ,..l
WAS ONCE IN AMERICA. K
"Once, years ago: didn't stay LONE
enough to get the accent. though. -
rather think It is because I'm from BIS
toll, and We don't speak quite as Lon
doners do, and you notice a difference
THAT may be it," l agreed. HOW 0@
you happen to leave Bristol?'
Mr.. Tillett leaned back in his chair aue
smiled again, this time reminiscently.
"Oh, I left there when I was kiddi3i
My mother died and my father marrse0l
again A stepmother was a bit too muco'
for me- so off ran and Joined circustl
went In and trained as an acrobat.
Pretty hard life. wasn't it,? l askeos'
sympathetically.
Little Ben" nodded. II should rather
think SO. don't care to remember much
about those days even now. Well. 1 gos
out of that when I could. can tel! YOU"
"And what them"
/ was visioning this lonely wisp of>ex
boy making his way in hard world.