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Two More Glimpses ot Burns,
6s liie Great Deicenve?’ Taken
From Two DilSerent and
Distant “Angles.”
IT ‘•cems that we bankers have recently held
1 a, patriotic meeting in Atlantic City, where
we enjoyed an elegant banquet, and listened
to some eloquent oratory from other citizens
who are as nobly disinterested in the cause
of common humanity, as we bankers are.
Need I say that Burns was there? Is it
necessary to add that Burns talked?
To state that Burns was there, is tanta
mount in itself to saying that Burns talked.
Burns is never anywhere that he doesn't
talk. His voice is heard at every crook and
turn of American life. You hear it roar,
. from the basement to the battlements; from
the inner courts to the outer walls; from
dawn till bed-time; from the news-item to
the editorial page.
The roar of Burns has cast a spell upon the
country: his eagle eye lets no guilty man
escape: his sleuthly perfection has made the
landing of the subtlest criminals disgustingly
easy.
He himself declared—in the newspapers,
of course—that, be was “utterly confident” of
putting his unerring paws upon the murderer
of Mary Phagan—said miscreant being still
“at large.”
He himself went up into the belfry, and
shouted to all the world—which listened with
bated breath—that when he, Burns, should
finish his amazingly easy tracing of that
unsuspected murderer, everybody would see
that he, Burns, and his men “would deserve
no special credit for having nailed that mis
creant who was “at large.”
He also said, in effect, that when Hugh
Dorsey had been convinced that he, Hugh D.,
had been grosslv deceived by the Atlanta
police and the Atlanta witnesses, he, Hugh
D., would welcome him, Burns, as the man
who had saved him, Hugh D., from an awful
mistake.
Alas! the little weekly Jeffersonian gave a
kick or two at the Burns card-house, and
over it went —and away Burns went.
Dan Lehon was left to cover the Burns
retreat; and the grand jury was left to cover
Dan with indictments.
Daniel wails dismally in the lions’ den,
while his great Chief whoops to us bankers
in Atlantic City.
In manner and form following, to-wit:
DETECTIVE BURNS SPEAKS.
Detective William J. Burns spoke almost pas
sionately of the Frank case at Atlanta.
“Bankers must be firm,’’ he said, “but they
must also be fair, because it is possible in these
enlightened times to convict an innocent man.
My friends, Leo M. Frank, a clean, honest young
man, has been convicted for murder and sen
tenced to death. I say to you without fear of
contradiction, that the man is absolutely inno
cent. The time will come when the whole coun
try will realize that there are times when politics
override justice.’’
“Almost passionately!” Dan Lehon is eras
ing the word “almost.” Daniel is speaking
passionately. So, by the way, are a million
honest Georgians.
Let us now view Burns from another
“angle.”
I quote from The Issue, of Jackson, Miss.:
NO LIMIT TO THE CROOKEDNESS OF BURNS
An Expose of the Methods Resorted to When Big
Money Employs Crooks to Fi«’ht the Cause
of the Toiling Millions.
The Burns Detective Agency is one of the most
successful institutions of its k nd in the world;
it always delivers the gobds; it is paid to get
testimony and it gets it; if it is paid to blacken
character and destroy reputation, that work is
accomplished to a finish; if it is paid to whiten
blackness, that task is done with the same facility
and dispatch. If a husband enamored of another
THE JEFFERSONS AN
woman, wants a divorce from a true and faithful
wife, Burns is ready to supply the evidence neces
sary to that end; if, vice versa, the wife wants
release from irksome bonds, she has but to, ade
quately, “cross the palm’’ of the great detective
and it is done. Burns is ready to send your
enemy to the penitentiary, or to rescue your
friend from the gallows, if you have money
enough to pay for either service. That’s Burns’
business and he attends to it, always, for a proper
consideration.
The Mississippi gentlemen who are respon
sible for the above editorial are —•
WILLIAM F. GRAY.Editor
J. R. OLIPHANT Business Manager
Contributing Editors.
DR. J. H. M’NElLOlive Branch
A. S. COODY Lucedale
B. _H. THIGPENLouin
S. F. DAVlSlndianola
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Let me quote just one detail from the
records on which these gentlemen of Missis
sippi base their scathing denunciation of the
infernal scoundrel, William J. Bairns:
The story o£ Morris Lubin, one of the few
“spies’’ whose activities are a matter of court
record, is illuminating. Lubin, a youth of twenty
odd years, appeared before the Union Garment
Workers in Cleveland, Ohio, during their vigor
ously fought fight of 1911. He was regularly
introduced to the Garment Workers as a fellow
striker; was elected into the organization, and,
through his energy, versatility, and daring, soon
won the regard of a number of the most fiery
among the union’s younger element. He became
a prominent figure on the picket line. He
declared that the activities of the older heads of
the organization were too mild, that the strike
was the beginning of the industrial revolution,
and that peaceful picketing was mere child’s play.
He therefore proposed warlike measures worthy
of a revolutionary proletariat.
“Lubin,” declared Miss Gertrude Barnum,
National Workers’ Union, “led secret raids upon
the homes of the strike-breakers. lie plotted
unsuccessfully to blow up the hotel occupied by.
the ‘scabs. * * * He looted and wrecked
other places. He was lavish in distributing lead
pipe, blackjacks, and even revolvers to the hot
heads of the union who were committing the out
rages unknown- to the officers. As a grand cli
max of his program of violence and bloodshed,
Lubin planned an attack on a train bringing
strike-breakers into town.”
Finally a strike-breaker was slugged by Lubin
and three strikers. The man afterwards died.
Lubin was arrested and tried for assault. His
lawyers were among the best in the State. In
the midst of the trial, however, he broke down
and confessed that he had been employed at the
rate of $lO a day by the Wm. J. Burns Agency to
report the activities of the strikers, and, by many
ingenious devices, to see that victory perched on
the side of capital. The agency was in turn
employed by the garment manufacturers of the
city. Lubin was sentenced to prison by Judge
Vickery, June 23, 1913.
The Roman Catholic Hierarchy.
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Have you read it?
Do you want a comprehensive, historically cor
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political power that is trying to dominate the
United States as it dominated Spai , Portugal,
Mexico, and the South American countries tor
hundreds of years?
Do you want to understand why those countries
were kept in ignorance, steeped in vice ad de
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Then rer 1 “The Roman Catholic Hierarchy,” by
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Why Bo Cie Bachelor Priests
Continue to Build Medieval
Bastilles?
IN the olden time, each feudal lord made hia
home in a thick-walled fortress. Private
Avars were common, and the feudal lord built
his castle on such a scale, and in such a place,
as rendered him and his family and his serfs
the safest from attack.
But after the invention of gunpoAvder and
the movable type which made the spread of
knowledge easy, the feudal system began to
Aveakcn, and the equality of man to man,
asserted itself.
Huge castles were not comfortable to live
in: and, when the necessity for them no longer
existed, they ceased to be built. Their ruing
boav excite the curiosity of travellers: the
feudal lord, the fortress palace belonging to
a social status that has passed away."
No matter how rich the European aristocrat
may be, his money is no longer spent on
castles. He makes his home in an airy palace,
accessible to all the world, with no screen of
stone Avail to keep the public at distance,
and no deep,wide ditch full of Avater sur
rounding the house.
But the monasteries and the convents of
today are constructed in the same manner
that they were a thousand years ago.
They look like gloomy dungeons. They
hide behind thick Avails. These Avails often
have iron spikes strung along their tops. The
windoAvs are often iron-barred. The one door
is like that of a jail. It closes on a woman
and the world never knows Avhat happens to
her. inside.
What is the present need of these fortress
homes of the Dark Ages?
Why do avc allow these foreign priests to
blacken our free country with these private
dungeons?
How can we know Avhat secrets those vaults
and underground passages conceal?
Hoav many more of these popish hell-holes
are Ave going to tolerate?
Will our legislatures never realize the neces
sity of having these private Bastilles
inspected regularly by the Civil authori
ties ?
What right has any foreign secret society
to come into this country, and claim the privi
lege of maintaining HUNDREDS OF POP
ISH PRISONS?
On this subject, The Peril, of Wilkesboro,
N. C., aptly says —
The Roman hierarchy points to the massive
stone walls of its convents and nunneries and
exclaims: “Behind these holy walls you find the
flower of womanhood, the fruits of virtue, wisdom
and honor.” BUT JUST WHAT IS BEHIND
THOSE GRIM AND GHASTLY PRISON DOORS
AND WINDOWS? It is strange, if those things
are true, that every time a nun escapes from a
convent or nunnery she has a tale of horror to tell
that freezes the blood in the veins. JUST WHAT
IS BEHIND THOSE WALLS? The American peo
ple are going to find out, and you can rest assured
of this fact, if no other. Virtue, wisdom and
honor are never concealed, but crime, murder and
slavery are. If the awful stories told by escaped
nuns are untrue, the Roman system will not be
injured by the truth. Let us have the truth.
Yes, it is surprisingly strange that every escaped
Roman slave tells the same or similar stories of
infamy, shame and horror unless there is a basis
of fact behind the stories told.
New Edition of “Napoleon,” by Thos. E.
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prepaid on receipt of price. The Jeffersonian
Publishing Co., Thomson, Ga.
“Socialists and Socialism” by Thos. E.
Watson, has a vast amount of information of
interest and value to those Avho think they
know what Socialism stands for. Price 25c.
The Jeffersonian Pub. Co., Thomson, Ga.
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