The Seattle Star Newspaper, January 24, 1917, Page 4

i mor fowl.” i / | Merely putting back into the world as much as he took out of it " Jowly but they can render tt sy 5 x take out of it, and as much more as God has given you capacity and Member of the Bertppe North- weet League of ewepapere econ class month The Seattle Star he per month up te mos Published Datiy My The Mar Pubiiening Ce enatver Prose wate MORE THAN _ 60,000 COPIES SOLD DAILY Why Not Abolish Congress? Appar- ently It Does Not Make Our Laws Why not abolish congress and take the veto pow Our government would be much simplified, consequential. Why pretend any longer that the people or make the laws? They don’t. The most that can be they propose laws. proposals. Nine old gentlemen appointed for life by the pr States and contirmed by the senate are the real law-mi publi The United States supreme court says what s be law. It requires a specific case to show clearly to wha case is furnished by the so-called eight-hour law—the their And it is a slow and painful proce er from the president? and the change would be in elected legislator said for them is that ss that results in such esident of the United iking body of this ‘re hall and what shall not t we have arrived. This Adamson act passed by congress last summer declaring eight hours to be the basic working day for railroad employes, and setting January 1 for the act to take effect January 1 has come and gone; but the act has not gone into effect Why not? make the people’s will a law? No, The proposal pas hurdles. It was duly presented as a bill. It was con argued in both houses of congress, received a majorit and signed by the president But it is not a law. Or is it a law? Some railroad lawyers started a case out in Missour local judge has been appealed to the supreme court. 7 Sidered the appeal. But what has all this to do with the eight-hour When congress passed the tax requiring a penny st telegraph users inquire whether the ¢ had When the interstate commerce commission ruled that t law ase gone t amp on a telegram did Is there anything more congress or the president can do to sed all the legislative sidered in committee vote, was i and the decision of a hat body has not con gre sed by c pas: { » the supreme court he railways might add 5 per cent to freight rates, did they wait until a test case had gone to the su- preme _ before they began levying the added tax on the shipper and consume They did not. Is there then one kind of a law for workmen and ers to require no o. k. from the supreme court; while if th is it presumed to be bad law and may be regarded as NOT LAW preme court has indorsed it? most Unbelievable C. DUNCAN, the republican whose vote for e lature tied that of Rep. J. J. Cameron of Linc ln} county, by his refusal to take advantage of the republic an| jority to seat himself, occupies a rather unique place in tics. } __A recount of the votes by the house showed the two men d. Cameron, the democrat, had been given the eertificate election, on the asumption that he had won by-~three) Pyotes. He served in the legislature two weeks before the! contest was decided = The committee on election, with a republican majority,| scommended that because of the tie, Cameron's two weeks} the house should be considered as making him, logically} capable of serving his district in this session. Duncan jeefully accepted the recommendation And the republican house at Olympia acquiesced Truly, it is almost unbelievable al the “Pension” Law HE council will do well to repeal the so-called old-age} pension bill, submitted for the people's in the h election. It is not truly a pension bill, for it entire cost of maintenance upon the city employes t! can get a more satisfactory arrangement for less from insurance companies ; If it were truly a pension be debated and voted upon. As it the legis-} vote places andl money igh ther system, then it stands, it is ‘As to Honest Living S A simple code of ethics for the ne year. Professor Frank Ged- dings, of Columbia university, presents this “Honest living means putting back into the world as much | @8 you take out of it.” A mighty poor way to look at 1917. Hf such policy ts honest, fl fs an instance wherein honesty is not the best policy by a long shot The world owes no man anything save opportunity. That children, for example, are permitted to be born and raised tn slums is clearly dishonesty toward the world. The world gives them only chances to promote disease and crime. If they honestly put back into the world as much as they take from it, they put back Into it vice and degeneracy. Suppose that, since the beginning, man had confined himself ge The | world undoubtedly gave the first men food and shelter from the ele-| , ” ments and the wild beasts. He put back into the world only the bare fact of his existence But at some period the duty of service to his family or to the com Munity struck bim. Then he began to develop beyond all the other animals. | Service! True men, men honest toward the purpose of creation count their riches not in gold, bonds, palaces, jewels, power or posi ‘tion, but in deeds of service to the world, into which they have put | _ back more than they have taken | And the best feature of service is that there are none so poor or : Honest living means putting back into the world as much as you ‘opportunity to acquire. Your surplus may be a great sum of money or only a hand#bake, or a pat on the back, or a flower to the sick poor, ut give it and be honest with the world Six senators urge the state to take over all water power sites. Now hear the fellows with the watered stock yell. Have you subscribed to the tourist rate fund yet? ~ any time of the Baker's Cocoa is a good drink, as wholesome and nour: ishing as itis delicious » ame |" Walter Baker & Co. Ltd. ESTABLISHED 1760 = DORCHESTER, MASS. la | go fir thi says a cooking expert tasted bad and the other three? of linen |that every swering the boss another kind for own- ? If the law favors the investing class is it presumed to be good law and ¢ law favors workmen until the COLYuUmM A laundry advertiser at Palace Hip says “Don't your wife; let us do it.” Don't you think this funny MISS M. KELLEY. 554 Ward St Dear Miss Kelley deed, this ix very f ever a man can © Yes. ann else do it, he Hall of Fame as a humorist . FABLE me there Once upon at to insti ing from st on £ a « massage to a shave. _WWAT HAS BECOME . > GLEBE THE M MESSENGER Ror who NEARLY NECK TO DELIVER MESSAGE . There are five kinds of We worse, What eee Fourteen young Everett Kk e of the increase This upsets the pre ways did wear celluloid collar oe HOKUS— artist's intentions even if his designs An pod, y are SENSELESS? YES They are not hiring many ese days at Skinner & K vep the moth eel plates out of the A successful res of ed from your job can be ¢ “What te for?” with this clever ‘or work.” the When ork his wife to death, or elxe have some one is worthy of a place beside Mark Twain in the was which had a barber who didn't you every pine apple shampoo when you asked for BROWNE 1S YOUR. havo) Pe gentle wearing celluloid collars says an account in their w be daily, | in the cost ailing belief one in Snohomish count bad men) like tha dy's to piles of ainod the next time you come late by an-|when Bowles told him he chewed | are you} upon it ruminatively retort, “AR—WEDNESDAY, J PAGE 4 Newt “Polly of png Hospital 66 Staff” BY EMMA Cc. DOWD Bat Wing Bowles” ve wre (Continued From Our 6“ ELL, Dixie remark W od with a teasing smile I'm postmistroan this trip. no line up here and give your pres ent names—also the names you went back in Texas. ‘Jan Dovle WI is that your no Re one for All right . oe teeoe 6 te take wasn't wound up certainly M Courne he admitted his protest a Last leave) [ing up quick! how Howles would knowed you an Bowles but puncher . it boys you n't Bowles could read the Jealousy and distrust in his Was Ume to speak Brig I've ways been friendly havent I? And | want to keep your friend ship, 1 don't care what Hardy Atkins and his Kang think, but 1 want you to know that am on the square, Of course, I'm under an assumed name, and | guess you've noticed I don't get any letters that's no erime, tw it? There wan & genuine ring appeal now, and Brigham quick to answer tt Aw, that's onid. “I don't care what Kinder bidin’ out myself Well, but I want to tell you, an way," protested Bowles, “I didn't commit any erlme—it isn't the {sheriff I'm afraid of—but there Mr.| must have been somebody down in | Chula Vista that was following me. because | came away from New York on a ticket signed Sam Houghton, That imn't my name. you understand—but | signed it for a blind, Then I left the train at Albuquerque and came quietly off down here. But it looks ax if some | body is searching for me.’ Umm!" murmured nodding his head and wisely Vl tell you what we'll do eried, carried away by jwome sudden enthusiasm, “I'm gittin’ tired of this Teehanno out fit the trail! Was you ever up in the | White Mountains? Well, pardner. that’s the prettiest country in God's world! Deer and bear and wild tur keys everywhere—and fish! — All you have to have is a little flour the train. A strange impulse t 4 bacon, and a ft ° wept over him « king s some big cow ed out tol fits up Double Wine Glasw an’ ¢ | Come on hat d'ye sa |quit! This ain't the only outfit America For the moment Rowles was al | mowt carried away by this sudden voles, and he 1p. i? Here's you, too,| #aw | Joe now, here's he a1 Moront-for Charley Brig, are you wtill writ ng to that girl down on the river? Well at provoking! And here's whole bunch for Hardy Atkins, Every one from a girl, too I can tell b handwriting No, Mr. Buchanan, you don't draw anything—not under that name unyway. But here's one for Sam Houghton-—maybe that’s for No? Well, who js tt for? No can't go any further until I deliver this Houghton | Who ta there here that answers to the name of Sam? nald from to you, Aw a o his you was all right ner ter ag She glanced all around, a rogulsh twinkle in her eye, but no one claimed that honor She looked again, and her eyes fell on Bowles. Stranger,” she sald, speaking well-aimulated hesitation this letter for yout” “ oment Bowles stopped beating altogether, hundred crazy fancies fogged brain; then he shook his hea gared shamefacedly away My name ls Bowles,” Samuel Rowles ell, this says Samuel,” rea ® 1 Dixte Lee, advancing to show him the letter. “Here—take a look with tan't For heart and @ his and sald he Brigham stiffly squinting he stepped very close as she and as Bowles glanced at her he saw that her eves m big with protest | Then he scanned the letter, and in a fla recognized her hand writing same that he had seen ancan li Tike out jan remain in o he said, speaking formally Not for] me—tho the handwriting does seem j Peaniiiar, | rush of enthusiasm Maybe it's money from home.”| ny Jove, Brig,’ be nigh sho suggested; but still he refured | awryity tempted te to accept. He was ignorant of Sars.” nodaed ways of women, but read trip te Gn enkbene chief in her heart rer Riga The boys by the fire. But let's fateh ook t n in wonder ted Bas and impatient qtr nk you, n very Tm finest ae I know that | country who had} the round-up And kame o searching didn © tor? No,” shrugged Brigham; “that's right. Then if anybody should ask me, I'll tell ‘em | don't know nothin’. “Well, I'm going to tell you, any. | how!” cried Bowles impulsively I've got an aunt back EB she's an awfully nice woman—does everything for me—but she—she told me I ought to get married!” “Well, Inquired Brigham, his} etter!” broke in|} What's the matter you got no man-} ners? Well, then, when a lady asks you to take a letter, take it!” Ho reached out to get the letter ‘land force it upon him, but Dixie May Jerked the missive away. 1 . Hardy “I reckon | thin man knows bis own name with grin wreathing back to his ears, | help. Now, you go pengpnnes : Ha | “what's the matter with that?” | 0m away and let me do this | Sarell, tee taake ta, Seton He went, and once more the fair|saig “she's picked out the girl poatml urned upon her vie-| oi¢; ea No! Never asked you, n nothin’? What did the girl say ‘Oh, Christabel? Why, she n r knew, of course. I came out West immediately,” A puzzled look came over Brig: jham’s honest face Say, lemme git the straight of | aid, “I'm a kind of Mor-| you know, and these always throwin’ it into! © way Mormons marry | off their gals Atkins with youain't ) Hardy he her stress ” rhe sald ng I'm not trying to force | upon you, but think of the poor lady that wrote this letter, she | w have something Important to} t you And don't mind a little thing lke an allas—these boys have jall got nee amiled @ out the Bo « Was game to the end. So sorry.” he mi |ing deferential! | Bowles, not Hot Well, well hton id Dixie Lae, look “so your f certainly h », atranger, but Is the i our name was Houghtor So sayin turned and left him; and after pondering upon the | matter for ec time Bowles su |denly felt eart Ko sick, for she jhad addressed him at the last as) Strange between the eyes; Bowles, eh? 1 CHAPTER V The English Lord en able series of a dents to Hat Wing Bowles im after his dis rtes accidents which seemed that he had loat hi as well as the good-will appene mediate the lad to indi During lates Bowles, and he found him self learning fast, when Henry Lee suddenly called him aside and told him to go with Brigham Brigham was taking to home ranch and eded at n to help him was getting a little tired sudden acecldents to He was not conducting a a Wild West show, but a and precarious business touch of “high-life the might stampede his! 1 of cattle s a good deal left unsaid camp—so much that a never knows what is go id Brigham had been as the rest while Bowles was taking his medicine | | Even on the drive he was |strangely quiet. They were friends h,| DOW, as far as a tenderfoot can ex- to have a friend, but Brigham had something on his mind, When |the time came he spoke. | “Say,” he said, “did you see Dixie Lee back in New York last] winte | ‘| It was a bolt out of the blue aky: | | but Bowles was trained to evasiona | |—he had lived in polite society | “Mins Lee?” he repeated in tones | of wonderment | } “W'y, sure,” answ |"sho was back there all winter “Pil tell you, Brig.” he said, |speaking confidentially; “I did| be|meet Miss Lee down at Chula} Vista the morning she came home. | |But, say, now—about that letter. She didn’t even know name |now, why should thing bunch of he serious and wrong tim whole hi There in stranger ling o: jsilent a are ed Brigham; PRUDENTIAL TRENGTN OF my she do a t? What was she trying to do-—play a joke on me?” | He made his voice as boyish and; pleading a8 possible, Brigham only | looked at him curiously “What did you say was?” he inquired at ing ! a | name and | yore last of the mebbe you was an he observed, glanc- boys thought English lord,” but} let's call fer our time and hit!the Saints, 1916 your TOO some trade with Whe | Bowles, I"Why, | don't | done her folks? Chrintabel? ganped now breaking into a aw bless your woul, no! understand how things In Now York, Brig en sald, you know understood! My aunt tell me whom she had in mind me 1 ought to threw me into Chris Hut I knew it from and rather than hurt feelings 1 picked You are Nothing wan ¢ it wan Junt jeven whe just be 1, and the first Christabel's up and ran awa Well, Vl be durne pnerved Brigham, gaging apon him wonder, “And We thought tryin’ to git Dix! Samuel Bowles bad | tected life, but Brigham feted his way. At the ady Christabel he arveling at man pereetve such subtie advances dering at the nature that would fleo for such @ cause; but in the end he gazed upon him pityingly, }and accepted him for hin friend Tl tell you, pardner,” he sald, as they drifted their cattle along, I'm up against it, too. They's a gal over the river—an’ I was kinder fixin’ to marry her when | had thins racket with the bishop. My folks are all Mormons, and #0 are hers and I like }tain ways dang prie 1 can pull please, but told | ou wan ved the pro iad buf. y of the agape. ntood the but I can’t stand them An long as I'r out and go where I the minute I marry and | tt down I'm 1p ag inat it proper “Wh quired Bowles what's the matter?” in thinking of all the awful things he had heard about but discreetly holding Will they punish you unning away?” No,’ answered ink his head dolefy it's the things they make you do. I'm a renegade now—1 don't pay tithes or nothin'—but if 1 settle down on the river I'd have to come in agin. Mebbe fist about the I'm married they summon me & mission. Two years foreign to bring Verts an’ who's goin’ of my wife? j his p | for ° Brigham, shak y, “it ain't that fo >» some in con to take care count ° The Star fron The is glad readers on a on exervations ar make your han 250 words. If it goes over that, it has small chance of being published. person es, and tha not more o THE COMING CARNIVAL Editor The Star: On behalf of| the Seattle Yacht club, as well as myself individually, I desire to thank you, and thru you the staff of your good paper, for the ab assistance and friendly expressions toward the Seattle Yacht club and others w the giving of a carnival and squad ron in commemoration of the 50th anniversary of the pur chase of Alaska, as also the opening of the Lake Washington canal We hope this venture will prove such a success that its value to the city and the entire Northwest will leave a Jasting impression N. H. LATIMER SHERIFF'S SALARY Editor The Star Company Heme Office, Newark, N. J. didn’t | with | who could | won: | em well enough in cer o have in contemplation | 1 am Inclosing | did yore aunt makeia little slip that gives the presents y Wreae Ob' breathed Howl thetically. “That in b don’t you get married womewhere else, then? “That's Jost it.’ frowned ham. “Gal's a Mormon, | sho won't come, So there Ah! Howle and they rode a long time in silence That letter was from her Junteered Brigham, Jerking his head back toward the place where they had been camped, and after (hat he said no more. ‘The old cynical look 16 into his squinted eyes, and he | etrung out the cattle n hodteally a! and Brig and too I am \— ° SOCIALIST MAYOR | WAS MINE BOY } \¢ o VAN LEAP. Van Lear is the new mayor of Minneapolis, elected last autumn | by the socialists. He had a com- mon schooling when he began working in the mines of Minne- sota. He is a member of the Fif- tetenth U. S. infantry and is a ma- chinist by trade. He 47. [salary paid to the officers of the to the county vote of The sala fale ix fi all » a ) the county offi legislature is state was jannexed to the Union Jsheriff was fixed at $2,200 per year, | but the laws of 1895 cut the ry to $2,400 per year This county has grown, in the meantime, from a population of 80,- |000 to over 400,000, the responsibi!- ity attached to the office has grown enormously, and the pay remains at $50 per week. Since the people have signified their willingness to pay a fair wage, and since the sheriff is over all— mayor and everybody else—in the enforcement of the law in the coun |ty, it ought not to follow that the} j mayor should receive $7,500 and the! | sheriff $2,400. In the bill proposed at this session of the legislature, the sheriffs sal- is fixed at $5,000 for counties of} the first class. I am writing this let ter as secretary of the Sheriffs’ as- | sociation, and not because the in- creased salary will affect me. The new salary would not go into effect jut after the next election JOHN STRINGER, Sheriff of King County. when tl first the salary for Dane Coolidge eee Ty TYYYI II) The salary | paid to the city officials is fixed by | »ple in the city. | gocccccoos A Novelg A Week Pree see intil they came to the home ranch, ny | was four o'clock In the afternoom |then, and they lay over until the next day. | The Bat Wing bunkhouse wae hardly a cheery lounging ple | After cooking up @ little food Brig- ‘ham had ht up ® fresh mount and ridd off alone. Bowles war reading when @ horse trotted into the yard. Presently he heard a saddle hit the ground, and the pas ture gate swing to, and then there was a clank of spurs on the stoop. The door swung open, and as he glanced up be saw Dixie Lee look ing at him The instincts of a Ifetime prompted Bowles to rise to his feet and bow, but other instincts were crowding in on him now, and he only nodded his head. The mem- ory, perhaps, of a fake letter to Samuel Houghton gave color to his indifference, and for the first time in his life he gazed at her with a shadow of disapproval As for Dixie, she seemed sud- denly embarrassed. “Hello, there, cowboy!" she said, dropping down on the steps. “Where'd you come from?” { came from the upper w | with Brig,” answered Bowles. “We brought down bunch of twos.” A emile swept over Dixie Lee's face at this lapse Into the vernac- " but she brushed it away as he frowne Where's Brig?” she inquired, » answered and fell silent. ‘* @ great fellow, old Brig,” she went on, setting herself com- fortably against the door-sill, “you seem to be pretty thick with him!” agreed Bowles, laying his book aside; “I like Brigham very —By— py rit lpia rick A. Btokes Co a great fellow to tell * continued Dixie; ways talking and laughing, too—I never | did see such a good-natured man.” | “Yes,” assented Bowles a little |doubtfully; “I guess he's awfully | cood-natured—but even fat folks |have their troubles, you know.” what's the matter with he run out of chewing tobacco | Well, no,” said Bow jnot that. I guess it’s tha you gave him.” * repeated Dixie incred- “What, from his girl? Ob, he'll be all right in a day or so— | who ever heard of a cowboy going linto decline? And » talkingy jabout letters, why didn’t you t the one I wrote you the other 6 She was angry now, and her - was pitched high for a scolda Bowles showed no sign “i's letter letter you wrote was dr eased to Samuel Houghton,” said; “and that is not my name. “Well, what is your name, then?” demanded Dixte, “Bowles?” For a moment Bowles gazed « her, and there was a pained loo! in his eyes—what if his belo should turn out to be a scold? “Why do you ask?” he inquired? ad- hel faltered, as {f ashamed. “Well,” she said, “I guess it isn't any of my business, is it? I don’ I'm doing here, anywa: If there's any one thing that mak | mother furious, it’s to see me han jing around the bunkhouse. S thinks I- (Continued | in Ow Our Next Issue) ‘THE WAGES OF § PORTLAND, Jan. 24.—Ch ans, 70, former member of th ansSontag bandit gang in Calb fornia, applied for help from county today and was committed t the poor farm after he proved Was @ pauper. A WONDERFUL YEAR! 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