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SPECIAL NOTICE

To Members of the I. U. E. C.

Local No. 30, of Memphis, Tenn., has been reinstated to membership in the International Union and the members of same are entitled to all the rights and privileges of the Constitution.

The price of The New Emblem Button remains the same

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The style and design are the same as the original button, proportionately reduced to one-half inch diameter.

gold (guaranteed), price 75 cts. taken by the Local Secretaries.

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JUST SKEERED, THAT'S ALL. A negro had been arrested for being disorderly. And it wasn't the first time the same policeman had arrested him. The next morning, after he had bid the judge "Good morning," the city prosecutor, desiring to show the court that the prisoner was an old offender, asked him:

"Have you ever met this officer before he arrested you this time?"

"Yes, sah. 'Deed I has," admitted the dusky prisoner.

"Well, what were your relations with him?"

"Looky here, man," exclaimed the negro; "that policeman ain't no relation of mine! I'se just skeered, dat's what makes me look so white."

MUCH WORSE.

"Mirandy, fo' goodness sake, don't let dem chickens outer dis here yard. Shut dat gate."

"Wat fur, Aleck; dey'll come home, won't dey?"

"'Deed dey don't. Dey'll go home."

SOME BIRD-REAL.

A wonderful bird is the pelican,
His mouth will hold more than his
bellican,

He can hold in his beak,
Enough food for a week,

But I don't see how in the hellecan.

WOULDN'T HOLD WATER.

"I hear that Mamie was arrested the other day for coming out on the beach with that Ostend bathing suit of hers. What did they do to her?" "She was discharged. The judge said they didn't find enough on her to hold her."

JUST A DREAM.

An Irish doctor once kept an Irish man-servant who was known for his wit. The other day the doctor woke up with a start. Says he to Paddy: "It might have been a dream, Paddy, but I could have sworn I saw you taking a glass of whiskey out of my decanter."

"Bejabbers, sir," said Paddy, "it was just a dream, because I made sure that you were sleeping first."

A DEEP ONE.

Johnny stood beside his mother as she made her selection from the huckster's wagon, and the farmer told the boy to take a handful of cherries, but the child shook his head.

"What's the matter? Don't you like them?" asked the huckster. "Yes," replied Johnny.

"Then go ahead, an' take some." Johnny hesitated, whereupon the farmer put a generous handful in the boy's cap. After the farmer had driven on, the mother asked:

"Why didn't you take the cherries when he told you to?" "'Cause his hand mine."

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Half the men in hell are there because of a woman in their lives. The other half are there because there was no woman in their lives.

Old friendships and old shoes will carry you many a mile.

CORRESPONDENCE

NEWSY NEWS.

Local 4 is glad to announce business is humming and the fall prospects are excellent.

Local 4 is also pleased to see the name of Brother Havenstrite once more appear in the columns of our Journal. As excellent was his writings of other days, so, too, was it last month.

Brother Diedrich, known as Emperor of our Local, has taken out his first papers.

Brother Rosborough accomplished in the hold-you-up-line, is about to go to South America.

Brother Parker, known as High See, has not been himself since Bill Sunday left Boston.

Brother Finn (noisy as tin) has left the ranks of the boys and been promoted to the position of Mercurius Trismegistus. And for the information of other locals I want to say Brother Finn was 83 years old this month.

Brother McDonald, Our business agent, is a sergeant in our home guard contingent. If other locals should hear of a U-boat being sunk in New England waters they can make up their minds John C. did it.

At a recent Civil Service examination held in Boston for position of elevator inspector, six of the first seven men were members of Local 4, and the other man, now an insurance inspector, was formerly a member. Some class to Local 4.

Bill Cruickshank, an artist at the billiard table, is now learning to play cards, and before long will know something about Red Cross work.

Brother Peoples, judged as the handsomest man in a contest recently held in the building trade, is about to tour the country in search of reason.

Brother Cassell, before whom many a good man has taken the count, is taking lessons in restilestisusetoistusentimo. BOSTON.

OUR RAILROADS.

To the Editor:

America holds her proud place among the nations of the earth today on account of her supremacy in transportation facilities, and the greatest men in the history of the world's commerce are at the head of the transportation systems of the United States. Our country has the largest mileage, the best service, the cheapest rates, pays labor the highest wages, and we have the most efficient managed of the railways of the world.

In addition, it is proper to say that most of the railroads in foreign countries have been built under American orders. In the year 1911, the last year in which figures for all countries were available, there was on the earth's surface 639,981 miles of railway, as follows: United States Europe

Other countries

241,199 miles 207,432 miles

... 191,320 miles

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owned, and the figures above give sufficient reason why there are no more. M. A. O'BRIEN, JR.

Boston.

SAN FRANCISCO, CAL.

To the Editor:

Records of the minutes of the meeting of No. 8, I. U. E. C., January 13, 1923, Friday evening, 8 o'clock.

Meeting called to order by President J. J. Sauder. Roll call found two members absent; both were excused, as their wives reported them being on the sick list. Under the head of the good of the order the high cost of living and provisions for meeting that very necessary expense was discussed by many of the bosses, the wives and the sweethearts of the members-even Mayor McCarthy and the clergy took a hand in the discussions.

Motion was made by ex-President Petry and seconded by Warden Hicks that the wages of mechanics be $10.00 and the helpers $7.00 per day, commencing April 1, 1923. The members voted unanimously in favor of the motion.

One of the visiting ladies present suggested that we give a picnic at Glenn Park January 31. After some discussion on the matter the suggestion became a motion of the house and a committee was appointed to take charge of the picnic.

Many valuable prizes were offered by the bosses present in the way of table delicacies: two large potatoes for the running high jump, one large onion for the best rope splicer, one pound of beans for the best looking man and one-fourth of a pound of garlic for the best looking lady elevator constructor-for No. 8 has a union of elevator constructors' wives, which is purely beneficial.

The action of the building trades regarding a universal transfer card was adopted.

Meeting adjourned at 2 a. m. to meet again next Friday night. Respectfully submitted,

ED. POOLE, Secretary.

You say that does not go! Oh, yes, it does! It is being done in the San Francisco labor council now; it is being done in all your law and legislative bodies, city, county, state or national; but do not get away from the idea that they have executive sessions, that they appoint committees, that the public is shut out from these deliberations until reported out of committee for discussion.

Unionism can stand the lime-light of publicity and such minutes as the above may become a reality and then we will become a part and parcel of this great democratic government, which has so long been democratic in name only.

Just think of the moral effect that would obtain by the attendance of those dearest to us, and the little 6-year-old learning his first lessons in being a man, a union man. Stop and consider the influence of such a social coalition of the wives and friends of a craft. Just imagine No. 8 being closed by prayer of Chaplin C. B. Jones.

Diamond Dick is not the father of unionism. Scotland Yard or the Burns people are not children of organized labor. Brutality, trickery or the violations of man-made laws or the laws of God have nothing in common with unionism, but by the secret or executive way we hold our meetings we are adding to their incomes, and creating social animosity from those who should be our friends.

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We send to the bosses our constitution and by-laws, by which we are guided. We notify them of actions taken, whereby they are affected; and some "traitor" notifies them of who made the motion and mixes things up in general, and the boss believes the traitor for unionism has not arrived at the open meeting date, 1923, April 1.

Explanations, to the bosses or to others not connected with the elevator industry, of the rash individual actions of some hot-headed member is never received or listened to as an individual action; but if the bosses were present at some of our meetings he would soon

find out that many motions die in the "borning," and that the union is conservative, law-abiding and consistent in its deliberations.

The sunshine and the open air, the welcome to all over the front door of the halls of unions will cause unionism to bloom forth like the plant life, by the fertilization of thought by outsiders and the ostracism of lying information of "black legs," who misrepresent our actions as a body.

You know that the bosses would run the union if we had open meetings! You know if your employer was present that you dare not express your sentiments! You know that actions of unions should be kept secret, like a thief of the night! You also know that they are not kept secret! You also say I am crazy for advancing such an argument; but this is not April 1, 1923. You are wrong. The handwriting on the wall of time says you are wrong.

The thrones of despotic secrecy are tottering on their pedestals in wartorn Europe. The wishes and opinions of the assembled millions of soldiers are becoming factors in the making and unmaking of empires. The world cries out for democracy, for publicity; representation is demanded by those who pay the freight, who pay your wages and who divide with you the profits made on a contract.

I am soaring too high and some of the dear brothers may think I am in an aeroplane; but I will get back to that open meeting propaganda and show how nice it would be for wify to say "Freddie, just wait till I fix my bonnet on straight and I'll go to the union meeting with you." You smile or perhaps frown at this and say, "how lovely."

Your smiling or frowning will have nothing to do with coming events, but the reading of these few lines may reconcile you to the inevitable and allow you to formulate a plan against "the advanced idea, as herein contained."

Regulation of profits to all dealers of actual commodities of life, to all employers of labor, to all government contractors are soon to become an

open book to any and all who wish to know, where and by whom and how they-the common people are near starvation in a land of plenty.

The difference between an open meeting and a committee meeting with the bosses is nothing less than what would be done if the bosses took part in the proceedings in its first inception of regulations.

The very government of these United States cries out for publicity, for truth, for facts, for remedies regarding the welfare of just such men as you and I.

Unionism needs no dark cellars to propagate the species like mushrooms planted in damp and dismal basements; but rather they need the light of publicity. Any citizen should have the right to attend meetings of unions; then they would go away from that meeting with the true facts and also would understand unionism as it is not what it is thought to be.

Public opinion rules the world in the last and final analysis of collective action; and the quicker the public understands we are law-abiding the better; and the sooner our two little weapons of defense are understood— which are our right to quit a job and to spend our money for union goodsso much the better.

This may be a new idea, but No. 8 has eight helpers now that are being benefited $2.00 per day by some lad who had a new idea.

June is now here and the roses are blooming forth since the snow melted.

Bro. M. Took has commenced to live happy ever afterward. Best wishes to our vocalist from No. 8. The lullaby is one of Bro. Took's favorite songs.

Read the following letter and you can easily see that some black leg would lose his job. Read it carefully and you will find many words between the lines. Secret sessions give these GENTLEMEN jobs, while public sessions curtail the necessity of their NOBLE CALLING. Read it many times.

Gentlemen-You are no doubt aware of our successful work in criminal cases for the American Bankers' Asso

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