Arizona republican., 1920-04-27
Forty Years Ago
 Today
Tuesday. April 27. 1aa0

(Whether or not the Phoenix Herald issued a paper on Monday, April 26, is not known. No copy found in the files for April of that year. Hence the omission of forty years ago. yes- terday.)
 San Francisco. April 26.-The fun eral of Charles De Young took place yesterday under the auspices of the Zebra Buena lodge of I. O. o. F. Sew eral thousand people gathered in and around the house. The Odd Fellows were largely represented as was also the press of the city. The Post pub fishes an interview with Young Kal- loch, the slayer of De Young. He de- clines to say anything of the circum- stances leading to the attack. Mayor Kalloch deeply deplores the turn mat ters have taken and so did his family He thought that within thirty days when the excitement subsidies the city at large will be more peaceful and less agitated The workingmen have placed guard of 22 men taken from the militia on duty at Mayor Kalloch's to prevent intrusion.
 Washington, April 26.---In the house a bill has been introduced to confirm the original grantees title to Rancho Sar del Barbacomari.
 A Curious Discovery
 The annexed verses are almost a literal translation of a Latin manu- script found in the old Toltec ruins about four miles northeast of Phoenix near Mir. Isaac's ranch. The manu- script is in Latin hevameter and is in a fair state of preservation owing to the fact that it was inscribed on parch- nent and hermet1cally sealed in a small jar or olla. The discoverer in tends leaving it shortly on exhibition at Peralta's store. In the meantime he is busily engaged in the translation of another manuscript found with the above which bears the date of the Byzantine empire of the era of the Emperor Constantine and may help to explain how a Latin speaking man came to be in the Salt River valley 1900 years ago. r. c. E. (Probably P. c. BicknelL)
 The Death of Sun of Agun, Great Chief
 of the Whiskebum Tribe The torches blszed in Koola's halls, The banners waved on high: For twice five hundred men had met To see a great man die
 Brave Sun of Agun, scorning work Both he and all his clan,
 Although he fought with bloody words For the poor "Workingman- And now. when doomed to die by fire. Oh, where was all his tribe7 Brave souls who never sold their votes. Save for a proper bribe-
 There, on the mighty funeral pyre His limbs with strong ropes bound, He spoke his last; but first he throws A Scornful glance around s'Ye business men! Ye men of wealth! Who rustic night and day;
 And growing rich are still too mean To throw your wealth away. "Ye murderous wretches. who enjoy The ease your toll hath brought, And will not give a Whiskebum
 Enough to wet his throat tfYe bIoated ruffians, who with loans Preserved the nations peace,
 When civil war had promised us
 or license, a long lease.
 ''Who hire the sober Papagoes,
 That have not any spunk,
 And work so cheap they've never cash To have a decent drunk
 Beware how far you push your pride. The future soon will show
 That all men have a right to wealth, Whether they work or mo-
 And from my ashes fiends will spring To hound you night and day
 Till all my clan shall rise in arms To help them on their way. ''YouIl fall by daggers in the street, Or, in your beds you'll choke"
 And here the firemen lit the pile
 Marcus Quintilius Servilius.