The Duluth rip-saw., 1918-10-19

in which the Proctor Carss is speed
ing down the track towards congress,
Clarence B. Miller, nonresident rep
resentative of the Eighth district, is
spending few worried weeks among
the voters.
Mr.. Miller usually tries to visit his
people at least once In two years. He
practices economy by not maintain
ing offices or a home here, thereby
being surer of having the price of a
round-trip ticket between Duluth and
Washington.
Now that congressman Miller Is
here, what with the terrible fires and
the shattered condition of his polit-
ical forces, the Little Giant is so
groggy with fright and worry that he
hardly knows which way to turn.
To get into training and to try his
hand on the suffering hinterland, Mr..
Miller went to Woodland and then to
Adolph to fight fires with a wet
broom. The fire was hot, the broom
was new and the visiting Washing
tonian was delighted with the clean
sweep he made. He is represented as
wishing he were new broom, him
self, so that he could make a clean
sweep on election day. y
A Human Wet Blanket.
If the mutterings of his constitu.
ents are any indication, they look on
him more as a wet blanket than a
clean-sweeping broom; when it comes
to garnering votes this year.
Mr.. Miller's constituents are artists
with the broom, themselves; and they
propose to sweep their little con-
gresham out of the halls of national
legislation and send their big Carss
footing down the track to Washing
ton.
Even the women are up in arms.
Although they have not yet received
the right to vote, they all possess a
broom of influence and they are
briskly using it most vigorously and
effectively against the man who
firted so outrageously with the Nc
Lemore resolution.
In the little congressman .extrem-
ity, as a sort of first aid to himself
in his terrible shock at finding his
people in revolt, he has made heavy
draft on the congressional seed house
for seeds of the alfalfa, sunflower
and turnip, which he will distribute
lavishly in the burned regions for
the sowing, bye and bye.
Suffers Like Lindbergh.
What Charles A. Lindbergh suf-
fered from writing little book, con-
gressman Miller now is suffering
thousand fold from writing a large
batch of letters to his constituents,
both sbefore and after the United
States declared war on Germany.
These letters now are rising up to
harass the foolish writer. The
people are receiving them wrathfully,
people of all colors, creeds and par
ties. Those Bernstorffian epistles
cannot be stuffed down the throats
of the Eighth district voters. They
spurn and reject the man who rocked
the boat and played petty politics, If
not worse, when the Ship of State
was experiencing heavy weather and
Captain Wilson was tfeading the
quarter deck most anxiously.
Workers After Miller.
Organized Sons of Toll are especi-
ally hard after Mr.. Miller. They
have combed his voting record from
alpha to omega and they are not
pleased with what they have found.
Out of a large number of bills in
which organized labor was interested,
Mr.. Miller voted the wrong way on
about one-third and lodged voting
at all on fully another third. The
Sons of Toll have indisputable facts
and figures on these matters and they
are quoting them to the dear old
voters without regard to an eight
hour day.
If Mr.. Miller has any notion Of
explaining, he will be kept busy from
now to election, without fighting any
fires with wet brooms.
1t certainly is some rebellion that
faces Mr.. Miller on his biennial call
on the voters of the Eighth district.
. Organized labor, all decent demo-
Gratis, Independent republicans, pa
triotic standpat republicans, nation
alists, vets and drys, sane socialists,
certainly several widely divergent
elements, are turning to Carss and
away from their nonresident repre-
sentative.
Several Heavy Handicaps.
The way the News Tribune ripped
up Miller two years ago and now
takes 1t all back by supporting him,