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Show m ! "tfidWN's brain ". storm "Vs. the pof s.". li; This eity ip surfeited -at pr&eiit with' ail iii .ty , flux of Browns t3f the Iongpfacod and white lawtf f i Qo variety, whoso chief ambition seems-to be tti i attract attention by a dlsouswlon of subject witft which they are about as familiar as an Apaohs I brave is With the Koran. ; Apparently they are prompted by a yearning ;!' for the elusive free advertisement, which is a f natural weakness of the sox, but that is scarcely - i an excuse for such an exhibition as that given . by William Thurston Brown recently, as quoted i' in the dally reports of his Sunday remarks. f The reverend gentleman essayed to ; discuss f; 411ie Goldflold strike in a learnod discourse, entitled, ; "The Twin Tragedies of the Industrial Panic," if1 and if ho was correctly quoted no ig oithor very ignorant of the existing conditions, or else wil- !' fully misrepresented the facts In order to lend ! color to his inflammatory remarks. I Presumably the former is the case, though r from the nature of his diatribe, nothing that he ; might do would bo surprising. ' But for the twisting of facts, coming from a ' man in tho pulpit, his remarks would havo been "H8 inconsequential as the man himself; but if it h IS a rase of riot knowing what he is talking about, s It is just as well to sot him right before ho is . harnelged for the second heat Primarily, the trouble iil aoldfleld Is not the old story of capital and labor. That is only a sub- torfugU to conceal the real oausoi that havd kept i. the gold oamjMn &moll ever since the first rich 'j, find was made in the shadow of Columbia moun- tain. ! The mon who are styled capitalists in Goldfield 1 t,oday wont there whenjgoldfiold was nothing but ' a desSffc, They bad nothing but their hands and f brains, plenty of courage, and a little good luck. 7 t They worked and waited and in turn despaired and hoped. Thoy endured every privation of frontier life, they went without food and water and insufficient shelter. Their self-abnegation was complete. . When the high-grade was struck, it was so ! rich that miners from all over the west, and derelict from all over tho world swarmed into ; the new camp, and then for two reasons the trouble started, and for those same reasons tho ,. trouble is the- same today. Men employed in the rich properties, drawing tho highest wage that is paid to miners anywhere ! in this country, could carry enough rich ore away in their clothes and dinner buckets every night f to make them comparatively well off in a short f time. Not all of the men did this, but a great part of them made a ohronio practice of it, and j when tho owners of the mines objected, the trou- j ble started. In tho meantime the worst anarchistic ole-I ole-I ment in the United States had drifted in. Such men as St. John, .Tardine, "The Johnson Brotli- ors" and a score of others who with such tools as j Preston and Smith and their ilk wore prepared to make of Goldfield tho same kind of a hell their li organization had made of the Coeur d'Alones, Cripple Creek and Telluride. They told their followers that the gold was I put in tho ground by God, and the man who dug it out was entitled to it. They organized every class of workingmen in town under tholr red banner, and by their intimidations terrorized them into joining their infamous band. A newspaper that dared to oppose them was practically put out of business and the proprietor pro-prietor forced out of town. If an American Am-erican citizen spoke a word about them and they heard of it, ho was not safe on the streets, and man after man was escorted by their special committees to the outskirts of town, beaten shamefully and warned to keep moving. This is not the story of the mine owners, but the story of one who happened to- be on the ground. Things came to a head when a man named Silva, who Refused to jo.n'the Industrial Workers Of tho World, was murdered In cold blood in front Of his restaurant by Preston and Smith, the walking walk-ing delegates, who are now the guests of the authorities au-thorities at the Carson penitentiary. No description would be adequate to toll the extremes to which those fellows would go, and if tho Reverend Brown could live among them, if he could learn by experience just what class of men they are, if he could go to their hall and hear their speeches and read the banners on the wall, if he could have heard tho utterances of the ringleaders ring-leaders while confined in the Goldfield jail on a charge of conspiracy in connection with the Silva murder ho would change his views, if he is a fair-minded man, and it is presumed that he is. If not, ho would probably form some close friendships down in that country, for if he was correctly quoted, he would certainly be welcome if for no other reason than that he said that this government had no more right to complain if some of the members of organized labor had little respect for the flag than it would have had to complain at a similar state of feeling on the part of the southern slaves sixty years ago. When Mr. Brown declares that the mine owners own-ers were disappointed when the troops were ordered or-dered to be neutral, ho tells what he has no authority au-thority in fact to state, of the truth of which he has no knowledge. When he opens up his lachrymal glands in pity for the wholesale slaughter slaugh-ter of innocents, which might havo been, he makes an ass of himself, for the opportune coming com-ing of the troops stopped a repetition of those scones which have happened in other camps, for above everything the cowardly ring leaders among the anarchists dislike authority, and especially that of .the Federal Government. Brother Brown probably road the report of the Roosevelt commission, a body of gentlemen about as capable of sitting in judgment on the real existing ex-isting conditions in Goldfield as any other men from the far oast, or perhaps he read the telegrams tele-grams of the Impetuous, impulsive Roosevelt himself him-self (whoso utterances on the Nevada situation Would Indicate that he had an I. W. W. card), and then thinking that he thought, concocted the mixture of misinformation and hurled it at an unsuspecting un-suspecting audience in his cheap bid for more than his share of publicity. He is a rare comodian. |