The Duluth rip-saw. [volume] (Duluth, Minn.) 1917-19??, 1917-04-21

not bear all the blame.
Looking back 25 years, Mr..
Hartley also ought to feel some
sympathy with the red figures
on the wrong side Of the ledger,
those figures that make the pres
ent street railway management
sit up nights and pray for a
balm in Gilead.
When our good brother Hart
ley censures the greed Of the
Hill railroads and campaigns
against unjust discrimination, all
loyal Duluthians rejoice and pro-
pose the cross Of honor for the
rugged warriors broad breast.
But Mr.. Hartley is partly re-
sponsible for some Of the Jim
Hill tentacles that are fastened
into Duluth's vitals. You will
remember, dear reader, that
brother Hartley was the promo
ter of the interstate bridge and
flimsy affair it would have been
if a competing corporation had
not compelled the erection of a
bigger, better and more costly
structure than originally was
planned.
After brother Hartley tired Of
the Duluth-Superior bridge, it
passed into the hands Of the
James j. Hill interests. Had Mr..
Hartley not adventured with
that bridge, the Hill hold prob
ably would have been less hard
on this city today and the peo-
pie of Duluth and Superior
could and would have built it,
made it toll free and rendered
it possible and probable for a
single Scent fare to exist today
between the two cities.
If Mr.. Hartley wishes to break
lances, why not bring about con-
ditions that will give us a Scent
fare between Duluth and Supe-
rior, as we'll as between the
Kitche Gammi Club and Morgan
Park? Why not do something
to give the financial cripples
down on Minnesota Point sim
gle scent fare instead of paying
7 cents as at present? No tears
are shed over these two cases Of
excess over Scent fares.
It must be admitted that in
municipal matters in his ungodly
days, when a wild and wilful lad
Of affairs, brother Hartley was
wanton in his ways. He feared
neither man nor municipality.
He helped promote the Incline
railway and it started near the
Bowery, where Mr.. Hartley had
material possessions. That In
cline railway never has been a
success in any way. It's a
money-loser today but on it's cost
of about $25O,0OO, the present
street railway company has to
pay interest and cost of main
tenance.
When financial disasters came
in the dark days Of the '9O's,
Mr.. Hartley took the News Tri-
bune in return for some of his
industrial junk. Possession of
the paper never got him into
the chair of governor of Mime
sofa nor the United States SEN
ate, but it occupied a site where
now stands the 500 Line depot.
Possession of buildings on the
Bowery gave rent rolls to broth
re Hartley that kept him afloat
during dull times and enabled
him to make mining investments
that eventually yielded millions.
Moral conditions down there
finally got so bad that even Mr..
Hartley's paper had to move
from its Bowery home up to the
Lonsdale. The writer knows, for
he did three mems work there
for eight long, weary months,
receiving in return one boys
salary. There, too, was learned
how Mr.. Hartley sometimes
treated loyal employees.
Take a look in another direc-
ton. When a new sidewalk was
imperative for the safety of the
good Scotch legs between Hun
ter's Park and Woodland, the
erring brother bucked the pro-
Ject so hard and so successfully
that, to this day, he never has
paid a penny Of his share for
that Improvement, payment fall
ing on the general taxpayers.
When a monopoly on couple
OF thousand acres of landl and a
fad for celery and haad lattnca