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Show WHOSE VOICE WAS THAT? WHERE was it they "cried With one voice"? That's what the two morning papers in this pleasant town are do. ing. They are crying, all right. And they are crying with one voice. And Mr. Callister is furnishing that voice. Ed is an awfully busy man these days. He always was an early riser, but now hp blue-pencils a little of the sleep, and comes down in the morn, ing in time to make up enough voice to last both offices till he gets up and goes on the job again. It would tire any one else to run both the Herald-Republican Herald-Republican and tho Tribune. But Ed doesn't mind it. In fact, it's pie to Ed. He always has been rather strong in the columns of the Tribune. In fact, he got favorable mention as far back as the time when Mr. Kearns made him United States revenue collector col-lector for tho district of Montana which really ought to be the district of Utah, since this city is the seat and center of the collector's activity. But ho hasn't appeared in those columns col-umns smothered in roses at all times in tho more recent years. In fact, there is a tradition up and down Main street that when Mr. Kearns wanted to swear especially hard, ho used to get up out of his editorial chair, and go down in tho pressroom, where language has more saw teeth in it than above stairs, and tnere he woula grit his teeth and stamp on the cement ce-ment floor, and say: "Ed Callister!" with much venom. But all things change. And time is a great healer. Tom may curse a& hard as over ho did, but he has found tho name of somo other divinity to take in vain. For it was in vain. Ed got him. Now what tho Tribune prints about Ed suits Ed to a dot, whether it suits Mr. Kearns or not. Some time, when congress has nothing noth-ing further to investigate, we suggest sug-gest that it investigate the manner in which Ed so outplayed Tom as to in-duco in-duco the latter to lay down his royal flush to Ed's poor little ""bob-talled straight For at tho time of tho Provo convention con-vention the Tribune had the chance of its life. Ed gave his ancient onom and still more ancient benefactor all the chance in the world, and Tom must have boon looking out of the window. Tho Tribune had been claiming for weeks that it was the one and only simon-pure Taft papet in Utah tho only genuine, with the name blown in tho bottle; nd that all the federal bunch and its paper were doing was to straddle the situation, situa-tion, and get in tho winning bandwagon. band-wagon. The Tribune was honest about one thing, at least. It did hate Roosevelt And if Roosevelt had been nominated in Juno that paper would certainly have fought him. But It was loud tot Taft, and it kept declaring that the Herald wasn't Well, along came the Provo convention, conven-tion, and the Tribune had been picking pick-ing up Herald-Republican straws and showing them to the Taft managers as evidence of the double-dealing of Ed and his paper. It made Ed and his paper responsible for the delegation that was sent to the Provo convention, conven-tion, and. loaded on the Callister structions those delegates were to follow. fol-low. And it especially told all and several its readers that the federa"i bunch which .is Mr. Callister, if any one should ask you was not going to instruct for Taft. Well, it didn't. When the resolution resolu-tion of commission for the delegates to Chicago was read to the convention, conven-tion, discerning persons observed that tho word "instruct" didn't appear. In fact, so astute a man as John Mackay noticed the ellipsis not to say the omissiqn; and he rose in hiB place, and moved that the magic and mastering mas-tering word "instruct" be Inserted. AND THE CONVENTION VOTED DOWN THAT RESOLUTION. There was the convention that tho Tribune had been declaring with almost al-most tiresome iteration was held in the bollow of the hand of tho federal bunch. And it had refused to instruct for Taft. There was where Tom laid down his royal flush. And it must have broken his heart to do so, for it is ot current report that Tom is a tidy player. His paper could have come out in the morning after the convention conven-tion with the wildest yell of "I told you so" that ever was wafted up against the bold escarpment of i Wasatch mountains. And he didn't do it The Tribuno sputtered a little, like a man who has been the victim of a joke, and isn't just sure whether to laugh or get mad. And from that day to this it has been silent on the one chance it had to grab the Herald's prestige with the Taft managers. Something very interesting, and very funny there. Congress should investigate. But meantime, one must admit that Mr. Calllster is a great man. Noth-ing Noth-ing less than that could have made Mr. Kearns keep silent when the proud position of only sincere advocate advo-cate of Taft was within nis reach. |