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FRONT STREET PHONE 245 A
MISS MARY HART
DON'T LET YOUR CLOTHES;
SPOIL YOUR GOOD LOOKS.
KEEP THEM IN GOOD ORDER.
BRING THEM TO
MARKS THE TAILOR
Next to Fairbanks Meat Market
J. W. Riggs
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Barber
Front St,
Patronizettie
Miners Home
Restaurant
Dome Cigar Store
OLNESS
CARRIES FIRST CLASS
Clothing, Cigars, Tobaccos
STATIONERY, CANDIES
AND FRUITS.
Large Circulating Libraay.
WM. VOSS, Prop.
Mrs- A. Lincoln
All kinds of repair work done on
Ladies and Gents snits, Under
wear and so forth Ladies’ fnr
coats for sale.
Next to Peoples’ Store
Leyroy Toner is said to be very anx
ious as to who should be Clerk Like
Grape Nnts “There’s a Reason! ”
SMYSER’S HOTEL
CHATANIKA
NEWLY FURNISHED ROOMS
win Bins m dog houses
WINES, LIQUORS AND CIGARS
A POET OF THE PROLETARIAT
ROBERT BURNS
It is told of Jean Paul Richter that,
once sitting in a company of German
critics who were estimating the rank of
the poets, he hushed his audience when
them of Goethe was mentionod, by ex
claiming, “We 'ire not to sit in judge
ment upon that sacred head." So, too,
could the proletariat of the world well
exclaim, were the merits of those who
have sung the songs of the oppressed
being weighed, and the name of Robert
Bures introduced.
Born on January 25, 1759, near Ayr,
Scotland, the sen of a Scotch peasant
farmer, Robert Burns, before he was
fifteen, became the principal laborer of
the family. “This kind of life,” he
writes himself, “the cheerless gloom of
a hermit and the unceasing toil of a gal
ley slave, bronght me to my sixteenth
year.” He died in his thirty-eighth
year. “Poverty,” says Carlyle, snnk the
whole family even below the reach of
our cheap school system, and Burns re
mained a hard-worked plonghboy.”
Thus was bred and born, and lived and
died, the bard whose tender heart beat
true for those who bear the world, and
whose clear mind revolted at the re
ligious shams of the time.
Sir Walter Scott who met Burns but
once, said: “His countenance was more
massive than it looks in any of the por
traits, the eye alone indicated the poet
ic character and temperament. It was
large and of a dark cast, and lilerally
glowed when he spoke of feeling .or in
terest. I never saw such another eye m
r
a human head.
Raised in the savage creeb of Calvin,
Bnrns spurned it. While Shakespear
sung of kings queens, Bnrns snng the
songs of the workers. He was the poet
of the proletariat. "The most pitiful
sight," said Bnrns, "that I have ever
seen, is that of a man looking for work,"
The idea inspired him to write the fol
lowing:
The tan that overhangs yon moor,
Ont-spreadiug far and wide,
Where hundreds labor to support
A haughty lordling’a pride—
See yonder poor o'erlabored wight,
So abject, mean, anb vile,
Who begs a brother of the earth
To give him leave to toil;
And see his lordly fellow worm
The poor petition spurn,
Unmindful, though a weeping wife
And helpless mourn.
When Burns attained his majority a
fierce battle was being waged by the two
!
factions of the Presbyter—the Old and
New Lights. Burns immediately threw
himself into the thick of the fight on
the side of the New Lights. He com
posed and scattered broadcast through
out the country Holy Willie’s Prayer.
It was a fatal blow to the old brimstone
outfit. It threw them into a fearful rage
from which they have not yet recover
ed.
0 Lord, wha in the Heavens does dwell,
Who as it pleases best thysel’
Sends one to Heaven and tCn to Hell,
A’ for thy glory,
And not for any good or ill
They’ve done befoo tnee.
Wbat was I or my generation,
That I should get sucb exaltation ?
1 who deserve such just damnation
For broken laws,
Five thoosand years 'fore my creation,
Through Adam's cause!
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Oh Lord my God, yestreen wi’ Meg
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(Thy pardon I sincerely beg)
Graut it O Lord? and 1,1) ne’er lift
etc.
The iearless and sarcastic verses that
Bnms penned against the religions gob
lins that held his peasant brothers in
mental bondage are not found in the
current editions of his works. The fol
lowing shonld be valued as a nugget by
every freethinker and lover of liberty.
It is called
To gull the mob and keep them nnder
The ancient6 told their taleB o wonder;
A pious fraud, a holy blunder,
A rainbow sign.
An earthquake, or a blast of thunder,
Were held divine.
By those who’ve faith to swallow doses,
The wondrons story nothing loses,
The dextrous feats ascribed to Moses
Are proof as plain
Of slight o’ hand as Herman Bose’s
Legerdemain.
BREDLIE’S
Front Street
POOL AND CIGAR ROOMS
N ext to Arcade Restaurant
Fairbanks Alaska
The emancipation of the working
class mast be the class-conscious work
of the working class.—KARI, MARX.
THE STORY OP WENDELL
PHILLIPPS
When, before tl*e War, Wendell Phil
lips denounced chad tell slavery, he was
assailed by the slaveholding inthrests of
the South; when, after the war, he re
jected all proffers of high political office
and fchreatned wage slavery, he was as
sailed by the raanufrcturing interests of
the North. In both instances he threat
ened somebody else's profits. That was
all, and toir this reason Southern fire
eaters offered a price for his head.
Yet, in his long life of ceaseless act
ivities, he debated for no crown, argued
for no tees, strove for no reward, sought
no place nor any fame, cared for no ach
ievement for its own sake, and used his
•□equalled gifts only for some came of
justice or freedom in which he could
earn nothing but obloqny, hatred and
isolation.
No man ever gave up more for the
sake of his farith. All his brilliant career
was wracked in an instant. His friends
and family deserted him. Some of his
relatives declared that he was insane
and planned to have him confined in an
asylum. The press covered him with
ridicule and aduse.
For more than twenty years h e lived
in daily danger of his life, with a price
on his head.
When a cause was won, as in the case
of the abolition oj slavery in the South,
and m the natural revulsion of popular
feeling men sought to make him its
hero, he put aside their tributes and de
manded their attention to the next un
popular reform.
PADDY O’HOOLIGAN
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Faith an th' dixnmycrats are hovin th’
devil’s own toitne thryin t’ make phwat
little party pie that's left over go a
round among all the hungry thried and
thrue, b’hivins 'tis loike throwin th'
News- Miners flour fund t’ th' famished
Belgians. B’ gory an’ the dimmyerats
thot hov jobs don’t know where they’re
at. Shure one day reports come wid
tother war dispatches thot Erwin is
foired and next day he’s returniu t’
Fairbanks full speed. Roy Douse no
sooner begins t’ take on weight than he
is retired and put out in the cold. B’
jabers, again th’ toime Roth gits on t’.
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th’ ropes iv his new office an th’ rest iv
th new occupants in the court house
gits the furniture nicely arranged they’ll
b’ bearin loud voices at their door yelln
“Out wid the dimmycratic holdoversl
Throw th’ rascals ont!” Wew! Wow!
Anyhow, sez oi, an who’ll b’ th’ nixt
^jlerk of eoort. 1 dunno at all at all ?
Shuce wan day Fred Martin has the job
an th nixt he hasn’t a chanst. Faith an
th spacious offishul organ sez thot Rath
’ll not indorse his felly dimmycrat,
Fred. An phwhere does Callyhan wid
his trusty team iv black chargers come
in ?
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