He used to dream of the time when he could bathe his wearied feet in the rippling waters of success.
When every man would do unto his brother as he would have his brother to do unto him.
When in Utopia’s green fields and by the side of its babbling brooks he could end his days.
But he is over that now.
All he can do is to attract some attention and set the people to thinking.
Here’s to the Reform editor.
He may have chosen a rough and tempestuous road, but the lightning strokes of his gifted pen and thunder tones of his voice will purify the moral and political atmosphere.—Morgan’s Buzz Saw.
“A reader of The Commoner asks where he can secure a copy of a book entitled ‘Ten Men on Money Isle.’ If anyone who is able to give the information will send it to The Commoner on a postal card the information will be published for the benefit of the readers.”
And the foregoing from Bryan’s Commoner!