﻿Don’t Shoot the Piano Player—he’s only doing his best. 
Senator Copeland emerges from the wars torn and bleeding but with an added lustre of crust It seems to be the strategy to lay him beside his fathers gradually and Cape is rendering every assistance- It is said his “continuous discharge book” for seamen is waterproof (seamen will not discuss it, only swear and swear and swear—oathe that would make an “ordinary” blush for a week of seven Sundays—I fear apoplexy and when I interviewed an old salt he bristled in every hair, eyes flashed lightning and he remarked mysteriously: They didn’t fly fourteen seats to California in the days of Charley Marx and Bakunin. 
Copeland’s pure food law is now on tapis and journalistic sharps down Washington way opine we are in for a seige of bi-carbonate of soda. 
Now that hulabaloo about the Supreme Court: 
(Put on your armor)—Supreme court has voided the United States Constitution by its failure to stick to the letter of law. Abiding meaning, not so stated, is not law. 
Constitutions are what constitutions say they are and not what the judges say they are. Implied powers are no power. It is ridiculous for superannuated justices to imagine they are sole bulwork of right. Osler had a word for it.