Wisconsin Weekly Advocate

WISCONSIN WEEKLY ADVOCATE DEVOTED TO THE INTERESTS OF THE WEGRO RACE EDITORIAL PARAGRAPHS. "I know of the bravery and character of the Negro soldier. He saved my life at Santiago, and I have had occasion to say so in many articles and speeches. The Rough Riders were in a bad position when the Ninth and Tenth cavalry came rushing up the hill carrying everything before them. The Negro soldier has the faculty of coming to the front when he is needed most. In the Civil war he came 400,000 strong, and I believe he saved the Union."—President Roosevelt. Much Ado About Nothing. The press dispatches from northern Minnesota last Monday contained the intelligence of a proposed movement by Booker T. Washington to form a Negro colony in Beltramic county, that state, and, as a consequence thereof, the white settlers in that recently developed section were threatening to raise vigorous protest. We have read nothing since to verify the report and believe that it had its origin in the office of a certain "news agency"—whose dearth of matter over Sunday caused it to resort to the art of fabrication—and to be purely fictitious. Anyone acquainted with Booker T. Washington or who has followed his career will at least credit him with the possession of common sense—horse sense, if you please—and therefore cannot be induced to connect his name with any colonization scheme in the northwest. Dr. Washington, in harmony with sensible men and women of his race, advocates the Negro remaining at the south, in the land he has developed and where he has suffered from the cruel voke of slavery, to work out his destiny. The Negro is essentially a creature of the tropics and thrives best in his native element; to transplant him into a bleak, cold climate would prove a fatal error. The Negro must remain in the south, where he will of necessity develop with the progressive growth of that region. Our white friends need have no fear of the emigration of Negroes in any considerable number to sections at the north, no matter how remote they may be in location. To tell a clever lie, it must bear a semblance of the truth even should it lack originality, and the ingenious reporter has not overlooked in his manufacture what would naturally follow should such a movement be in fact a reality, and that is, the opposition it would occur on the part of white people. Just why such a thing should be true is one of the mysteries upon which prejudice has ever been based against the Negro. Here we have, hyperthetically of course, a report of decent, law-abiding, industrious citizens, with ample means to purchase land and homes in the great northwest being opposed by white men for the mere fact that the Almighty Father did not see fit to create them as fair as our Caucasian brother, but gave them skin of a darker hue, and yet, the toreigner of whatever nationality and tongue are preferred to our citizenship with all of their drawbacks, Socialism, Anarchism, and what not, to the exclusion of loyal patriotic defenders of the flag of our common country. If there is a race problem in the United States it exists solely with the white man for his failure to deal squarely and live up to the Golden Rule. The Ranting of a Ruffian. Old Vardeman of Mississippi, with his obtuse vulgarity, has attempted to insult President Roosevelt by making public a reply to the latter's gracious compliment for the Mississippi building and exhibit at the St. Louis exposition. But the attempt fails short of the mark and only reflects upon the asinine qualifications of its author. Vardeman, no doubt, could understand the logic of his statement regarding the President's admiration, since by admiring the building he must also have admired Jefferson Davis, because the building is a replica of the latter's late home, but we confess that we are unable to see any connection therewith with historer. Vardeman represents a very low type of southerner; is crude, coarse and brutal. His vaporings carry no weight with people of average decency and intelligence in his own state or elsewhere. He is a political freak and has done much to bring reproach upon the people responsible for his elevation to the governorship of an American commonwealth. California is in need of more state prisons or better morals. Her two prisons are so overcrowded that in some cases five men are put in one cell. There are 878 cells in the two prisons and 2378 prisoners. Another evidence of military oligarchy in the United States army has come to light in the case of Private John Smith, of the hospital corps, who is to be dishonorably discharged from the service for having married a negress. What a terrible offense; what an awful crime! The man was loyal to his flag and country, but because he exercised the right to marry the woman he loved and she was found to have colored blood in her veins, he is not only ostracized socially, but is to be kicked out of the army. Had Private Smith followed the example of many of his superior officers he could have lived with a woman as his concubine even had she been a black woman and in their eyes it would be alright, but when he sought to honorably comply with the law and common decency by marrying her it immediately became a horrible crime. Such action on the part of army officers places a premium upon crime and a ban against morality. There must be no side-stepping on the part of the Negroes of this state. We cannot afford to sacrifice the principles of liberty for which our fathers fought, and for which we ever will most vigorously contend, to suit the caprice of some would-be-benefactor, even though he should be clothed in the garb of a clergyman. The Negro, in proportion to his number, pays as much taxes in the state of Wisconsin as any other class of its citizens and is entitled to the benefits of of its public institutions. The schools of this city are open day and night to all who evince a desire to learn, without regard to age, color, or nationality. It is the mission of the pulpit to look after the spiritual welfare of the people only and when it attempts to minister to the material side of things it will meet with opposition and general condemnation. The National Club Articles of incorporation were filed with the secretary of state and the register of deeds last week of the National club of Milwaukee, and a charter incorporating the same was granted last Tuesday to Harry S. Jones, H. L. Campbell, William S. Snell, Mrs. Mary Revels and Mrs. H. H. Goodrum and others as charter members. This club is composed of the "mixed families" of Milwaukee and their descendants, and already has a membership of a hundred or more. They gave their annual grand ball at Weingart's hall Wednesday evening November 23. The entertainment was a grand success and was well attended. The costumes of the ladies were marvels of elegance and good taste. Most of the gentlemen were in full dress. President Jones made an address calling attention to the necessity for organization and to the foolish and unnecessary action of Milwaukee colored society in excluding the mothers of several young colored ladies purely because they were white. He ended by presenting Attorney Green, who presented the club with their charter and gave them some good advice. He was followed by Secretary Snell, who read the constitution and by-laws. Dancing was indulged in until 4 a. m. An elaborate supper was served. Dr. Herron and Attorney Green have been elected as honorary members. The club will meet every first and third Thursday evening. Tillman vs. Washington A Kentucky colonel who fought on the side of the north was talking the other night in the lobby of the Auditorium. "I live in Washington and Senator Tillman of South Carolina is a friend of mine. I say to 'Pitchfork': "'Senator, there isn't any Negro question." 'Why?' asks the senator. 'Because, senator, Booker T. Washington has got you boot a mile.' ington has got you beat a little. "What do you mean?" growls 'Pitchfork.' "What I mean, senator, is that Booker T. is better educated than you are, he is better known than you are, he is more respected than you are and he makes more money than you do.' 'Pitchfork' swears and swears. "Oh, yes, senator, you can swear. That is the only point in which you've got Booker T. Washington beat."—Chicago Chronicle. Mr. Louis H. Fuller, a young colored man of this city, and one of the trustees of Calvary Baptist church, has invented a device which, if successful, will revolutionize mechanical engineering in the United States and throughout the world. He has applied for letters patent upon his invention, which is a mechanical wonder. He has already had several flattering offers. St. Louis, Mo., Nov. 30, 1904.—Editor R. B. Montgomery, proprietor Wisconsin Weekly Advocate, Milwaukee, Wis., has been in our city ever since Thanksgiving and is the guest of Miss Hattie Ewing, 4142 Sarpy avenue, St. Louis, Mo. He says that the world's fair excels anything that he ever saw and lays away beyond the world's fair at Chicago in 1893. He attended services at Central Baptist church and was pleased at the discourse of Rev. Geo. E. Stevens. He also spoke at the Young Men's Christian association and they were very much pleased with his discourse. The colored people in St. Louis seem to be prosperous and getting along very nicely. The editor became a true reformer while in our city, and will attend a banquet on the first. MILWAUKEE, WISCONSIN, DECEMBER 1, 1904. CREAM CITY NOTES. GEORGE H. EWING. We will be glad to publish news of local and race interest if left at the office, 79 Fifth street, before G o'clock Wednesday evenings. We would respectfully ask our readers to bestow at least a share of their custom upon those who advertise with us. The various remedies and hair restorers advertised in this paper can be had at the advertised price at the office of this paper. The Calvary Baptist Church, 221 Seventh Street—Notes. On Friday evening, December 9, there will be given a drama entitled "The Trials of a Bachelor," conducted by Mrs. Addie Blackwell. Admission, 15 cents. Everybody invited. We will assure you a good time and plenty of fun. In the last few weeks the church has added three new members, namely, Mrs. Laura Lewis, Mrs. Katie Ridley and Mr. B. H. Holland. The church seems to have made a new start and everything is moving along nicely under the care of our esteemed pastor, R. B. Robinson. The Thanksgiving dinner was more than a success and a more wholesome dinner was not served anywhere than under the charge of these esteemed ladies, Mrs. Bland, Mrs. Copeland, Mrs. Head and Mrs. Robinson and the pastor and members wish to tender their thanks to all who so nobly aided to make their dinner a success and by the help of the Almighty next Thanksgiving we will try and serve it in our new church. 私 私 私 Last Sunday, November 29, there was organized a B. G. P. W. by Rev. Dr. George N. Spencer of Bay View Baptist church. Rev. B. P. Robinson and Rev. H. Williams. Mr. S. S. Turr was elected president, B. Holland vice president, and Mrs. Mary Ellis secretary. Meeting each Lord's day at 6 p.m. Don't fail to come. All are welcome. ```markdown ``` A Thanksgiving dinner was given by Rev. and Mrs. H. B. Alexander of Allis avenue. Among those who were present; Miss Parker, Rev. H. Williams, Mr. and Mrs. A. Shaw and Mrs. Mary Ellis. Rev. and Mrs. Davis of Chicago, Mrs. F. Leftwich and S. S. Furr were entertained Thanksgiving day by Rev. and Mrs. Jackson of Bay View. St. Mark's A. M. E. church held annual autumn bazaar November 22-25, which was a grand success. They cleared over and above expenses $171 each night. During the bazaar the patrons were entertained with a concert which consisted of local professional and amateur talent. The Thanksgiving dinner was a grand success and was under the management of Mrs. John Peoples, of the pastor aid. The work of all the auxiliaries were highly commendable. The Ladies' Aid won the prizes for the most efficient work. The proceeds of the bazaar will be paid on the insurance of the St. Mark A. M. E. church. The pastor and congregation wish to extend their hearty thanks for the generous donation which helped to make the bazaar a success. Our editor is now paying one of his flying trips to the world's fair city. He was there in time to see our President. As you know he is always around where the good people are and we will have a report from him in our next issue. ```markdown ``` Well, the boodlers are beginning to get their's. Ex-Ald. Murphy of the "Don't Worry club" of the Third ward, one year in the house of correction. So, Havenor, Cook. McCormick and others look out. --- The Calvary Baptist literary met Tuesday evening, November 29, and was ably entertained by Mr. Charles Smoth on his travels through South Africa and the Holy Land. There was a large and a very appreciative audience who enjoyed it very much and words of praise were spoken by our president, George H. Ewing, Miss Addie Blackwell, Rev. Roblson, Rev. Williams and others. Don't forget the St. Mark literary Thursday evening. The editor would like for all communications to be sent to our new and improved office, 729 St. Paul avenue. Don't forget the "Trials of a Bachelor" Friday, December 9, at the Calvary Baptist church. Mrs. Pomp Malone of Indianapolis has returned home after a delightful visit to her son, Mr. John Malone of 288 Sixth street. She will visit our city again in the near future. Well, everybody likes Milwaukee. Calls for the nomination of Hen. J. V. Quarles for re-election to the Senate of the United States are in the hands of his supporters, under the new primary election law, which is now in force. Every colored voter desires to see Senator Quarles returned to the Senate. It is hoped that all will sign his call. St. Louis, Mo., 2600 Pine Street, Nov. 30, 1904.—To the Readers and Subscribers of This Negro Journal: I feel that it is my duty to give you a sketch of the greatest Negro business organization, known as the Grand Fountain United Order of True Reformers, with headquarters at Richmond, Va. What is it? It is a fraternal beneficiary society organized under the laws of the state of Virginia with principal offices at Richmond, Va. What is its object. To unite fraternally all colored persons of sound bodily health and good moral character, to give all moral and fraternal aid in its power to the members and those dependent upon them. To educate its members socially, morally and FLOYD ROSS. intellectually and assist its members in time of sickness, and to provide a death benefit to be paid to the beneficiaries of its deceased members. Who may be admitted? A person of sound health and good moral character between the ages of 2 and 60 years, who is socially and otherwise acceptable, may become a member by subscribing to the constitution, by laws and regulations of the organization. How is the membership divided? The membership is divided into fountains, classes and rosebuds. A fountain is composed of twenty or more persons between the ages of 14 and 60 years, who pay a regular joining fee, according to age, of from $4.60 to $6.60, and monthly dues of from 40 to 60 cents, for which the subordinate fountains pay a sick fee of from $6 to $9 per month, payable weekly, and the grand fountain pays a death benefit of from $75 to $125. In the establishment of new fountains persons are admitted up to 50 years of age. What are classes? The membership of the class department of the mutual benefit degree is divided into three classes, B, E and M, which pay a death benefit as follows: B class from $65 to $200. E class from $350 to $500. M class from $700 to $1000. The admission fee in class B is from $2.50 to $4.25, with quarterly dues of from $1.20 to $1.90, according to age; in class E from $5 to $6.50, with quarterly dues of from $2.40 to $2.85; in class M from $11 to $13.50, with quarterly dues of from $5.25 to $6.25, according to age. Beside this, my friends, this institution owns $940,000 worth of real estate, with a bank containing a half million dollars. Real estate consists of seventeen large balls, six large stores, one large hotel containing 104 rooms, one farm of 634 acres, just six miles west of Richmond, Va., known as the "Westham farm." We also give employment to 700 men and women of this race, taking $60,000 annually to pay its employees. Now, my friends, you may plainly see that this is the greatest business organization known to our race. Hoping that the readers of this paper will use their influence to institute a fountain in your city. St. Louis Colored Y. M. C. A. The Association for Colored Young Men in St. Louis occupy a $6000 brick building, 2633 Lucas avenue. On the first floor is the assembly and reading rooms, where a men's meeting is held every Sunday afternoon and the Bible classes are taught. Tuesday evenings the Literary society holds forth. The rooms in the second and third floors are used for dormitory purposes. Young men who are employed in the city living away from home and good influences find the association lodging rooms a great help to them, as the environment is conducive to all that is clean and manly. The young men are buying the property and are struggling hard to equip the building for exclusive association work; so that the young colored man may have the splendid opportunity, as the white young man, to develop his mind and body and above all his spiritual life; for the association stands supremely for the using of young men to the service of Jesus Christ The Y. M. C. A. Literary society was ably addressed by Mr. R. B. Montgomery, editor of the Wisconsin Advocate. He gave the young men some strong advice. When in St. Louis visit the Y. M. C. A. and meet the secretary. After many attempts a successful fish cannery seems to have been established in England. It is on the banks of the Tyne, and already, it is said, the Tyne brand cans have found their way to Australia, Japan, China, India, Ceylon, New Zealand, South America, the west coast of Africa, to Mediterranean ports and from the Cape up country to Kimberley and the Transvaal. JUDGE CARPENTER CALLS THE BLUFF. Mrs. Durham Is Not Insane—Report of Physicians Ends Relatives' Attempt to Annul Marriage. Mrs. Clara Durham, formerly Miss Clara Horn, whose relatives charge that she married a negro, Walter Durham, is not insane, according to a report of Dr. H. E. Bradley, filed yesterday in probate court. The report says that, while the young woman is subject to epilepsy, she is mentally competent, and the proceedings instituted by her relatives to have a guardian appointed for her are ended. The young woman is now living with her husband on Fifth street. For a short time past she had been at the county hospital, but was recently discharged from that institution. When the young woman declared that she was going to marry Durham her sisters strenuously objected and tried every possible means to prevent the union, but the couple stole a march on the relatives and were married by a colored minister. Proceedings were then started to have her declared insane and the marriage declared null and void. It is to be hoped that the meddlesome relatives of this young woman will now have the good sense to "Go way back and sit down." BAR HONORS CHIEF JUSTICE CASSODAY. The Milwaukee Bar association gave a grand banquet at the Plankinton house last Thursday evening to Chief Justice John B. Cassoday of the supreme court of Wisconsin on the completion of his twenty-fifth year of service on the supreme bench. All the members of the federal and supreme courts, most of the state judiciary and a large number of the members of the bar from all over the state were present. The banquet was an informal affair. A large number responded to toasts in honor of the distinguished guests. We were proud to see our colored representative, Attorney Green, among the guests. Chief Justice Cassoday is among the Negro's staunchest friends. ENLARGES ITS WORK. The officers of the Tuskegee Normal and Industrial institute of Tuskegee, Ala., have gradually matured a plan which should very deeply interest the young men and women of the race who are seeking an education. This plan enables young men and young women to attend school at night and work at an industry or trade during the day, or in the case of those who are able to pay a small monthly sum, to attend school during the day and at the same time learn a trade or work at some industry. This improved plan gives superior opportunity for literary and academic training and at the same time gives equal opportunity for the learning of a trade. Last year thirty-six states were represented by students at Tuskegee, and nine foreign countries. The attendance during the coming year promises to be very large and the class of students promises to be of a high grade. DOGS, CATS, BIRDS, ETC. Dog Market.—All kinds of pups; broken Llewellen setter; also hounds for sale. D. P. REDD, 317 State street. Send stamp for reply. From Forest to Paper. The directors of a great paper factory at Eisenthal, in which American methods have been introduced, the other day set a remarkable record. co-operating with a nearby newspaper. At 7:35 in the morning three trees were cut down in the woods surrounding the factory and carried to the pulp mills, after having been deprived of their bark and branches as fast as a score of men could work. They were instantly transformed into paper, and at 9:34 the first roll of paper was ready. The pressroom of the paper was two miles off, and the paper was rushed there in an automobile with no loss of time, and immediately fed into the presses. At 10 o'clock sharp the first copies were sold, printed on paper which two hours and twenty-five minutes before had been waving in the morning breezes. Where the Bad Eggs Go. A poultry farm, whether ducks, geese, chickens or turkeys be the specialty, accumulates a large and malodorous surplus of eggs that refuse to develop into fowl. The average person would suppose that if there is anything on earth that is utterly worthless, it is a rotten egg. Millions of stale eggs are used every year in preparing leather dressing for gloves and bookbinding—an industry that is largely carried on in the foreign tenement houses of New York and other large cities. They are also used in manufacturing disinfectants and in the preparation of shoe blacking, and even the shells are made into fertilizers. The eggs that have not yet-lost their virtue also have other uses besides the more common ones for culinary purposes. It is estimated that fully 55,000,000 dozen are used by wine clarifiers, dye manufacturers and in the preparation of photographers' dry plates.—Brooklyn Eagle. NUMBER 41. THE RUSSIAN ADMIRAL He "thought he saw" torpedo-boats: His heart with horror beat. He looked again and saw it was A British herring fleet. He banged away with might and main, Then signalled a retreat. He thought he say a man-o'-war. A "wicked-looking cass." He looked again and saw it was A hippopotamus. "Full steam ahead! Full steam head! The Japs are after us!" He thought he saw a floating mine: His nerves were in a cramp. He looked again and saw it was A penny postage-stamp. "We'd best dig out of here," he said. "The nights are getting damp." He thought he saw a giant Jap. Who waved a dripping knife. He looked again and saw it was A letter from his wife. "My nerves are getting worse," he said; "I'll have to quit this life." —Bert Leston Taylor, in Harper's Weekly IN A CANNIBAL CAMP. Banquet Prepared from the Victims of Savage Warfare. Returned to their old home after twenty years spent in educating the natives of darkest Africa in the great benefits to be gained from Christianity, Mr. and Mrs. S. J. Mead, who are visiting with Dr. Babbitt, tell strange tales of cannibals and struggles in savage Africa that drive fear into the hearts of the uninitiated. Mr. Mead said: "In Malange, a part of Angola, Africa, we worked among the Kimbundu tribe, one of the most intelligent of the African races. About a hundred miles north of the main village of the Kimbundus is a large cannibal camp, at which one of the men in my party had an experience he does not care to repeat. "The man had been sent with presents to the chief of the cannibal tribe. Now, if a cannibal chief does not accept a gift, it is time for the gift giver to beware. Our man's gift of cloth was refused. "On leaving the chief's hut our man noticed a number of human heads on poles and came across a big pot in which was simmering a stew. To his horrice, shinbones and other parts of the body. "A little cannibal girl volunteered the cheerful information that the stew was made of victims of a war, and that unless our man took care he would flavor the stew for the morrow. "At that our man thought out a plan. He went to the chief and told him that, seeing he was at war with a tribe, he would need powder and that if the chief would allow him to go back to the village he would furnish his men with powder. The chief fell into the trap and allowed the man to escape. "Our man got his comrades together and told them their lives depended upon reaching their homes as soon as possible. Needless to say they escaped, pursued by a band of cannibals, who soon gave up the chase. "It is only during times of war that the cannibals eat human flesh. At other times they are like any other savage people.—Manchester Correspondence Boston Journal." The American Hotel Clerk. He stands at a desk upon the counter which fronts your entry. He is usually a man in the prime of youth; he wears diamonds, according to general rumor, and usually lives up to his reputation. He assigns your room. To the Londoner he appears as a magnificent personage, who combines mysteriously the duties of the man at the door of the Carlton and the privileges of the President of the United States. You require information as to a railway route, or a stamp, and the hotel clerk is ready with it. You propound to him all your difficulties, and he solves them with a snap of the lips and a shift of his cigar, for within his circle he is omniscient. He is not subservient; there is no reason why he should be. Indeed, it was a little startling when the hotel clerk at Chicago overtook me as I was going to dinner, linked his friendly arm in mine, and said, "Well, sonny, how are you making out? Bully?" We have nothing like the hotel clerk in England; for the hotel manager is more aloof and the hall porter is more subservient. Whence the hotel clerk gets his diamonds I cannot imagine. Not from tips. I would as soon think of dropping a "quarter" into the palm of Mr. Roosevelt after an interview as of offering a tip to an American hotel clerk—From "T. P.'s Travel Talk" in T. P.'s Weekly. Welfare Manager's Work. How; then, it is asked frequently does the work of the welfare manager differ from that of the settlement worker? Fundamentally, as they will tell you, the purposes are the same, and a knowledge of good settlement work is of great benefit to the welfare manager. The question of residence, however, does not enter into the scope of the manager's work, and for that very reason, as the manager claims, it is easier to reach the people; for the settlement worker has to "coax his neighbor to be good," while the welfare manager proves that virtue pays for itself, better wages and better positions being sure to follow upon increased efficiency.—Century. —The "Gnostics," a religious sect, has incorporated and established what is to be the "White City and Temple" in the Hermosa tract, north of Redondo, southern California. Biblical directions for the purchase were found in the prophecy of Zacharias. The plans of the society are given out in a booklet entitled "The Imperial Council of the Empire of Peace." ‘NOTES OF INTEREST. | OLE ES ~The cost of living has doubled in Spain in the last few years and emigra- tion is increasing rapidly- x ~-Bretton Woons, N. H., has an auto- mobile school for horses that is proving successful, —Owing to the use of artificial indigo. manufactured in Germany, the produc- tion of natural indigo has greatly dimin- ished iu East India. The latter country last year exported only 65,000 bundred- weights of this article, against 170,000 handredweights in 1897. —<An apparatus calied tie teieerypto- graph, which telegraphs end records in print messages over ordinary telephone lines, without interfering with tie tele- phone, is said to have been invented by Signor Melcoiti, an Italian electrician. —At Versailles is a pomegranate tree which is said to be the oldest in Franc. It is ia an old crangery and was planted in 1685. In exceptionally warm seasons the tree still puts forth a few flowers, but it has berue no fruit for many years. —The median age of negroes is 194 yeurs--that is, half the negroes in the United States are below that age. The median age is four years below that of the whites (23.4 years), a difference close- ly connected with the high birth rate and high death rate of the negroes. —An article in the London Daily Tele- graph shows that at the end of July, 1904, 750,214 persons were receiving in- door and outdoor relief in England and Wales, representing 21.6 for every thou- sand inhabitants. an increase of 24,339, compared with the same time in 1903. —in a fizht between trocpers of the Ninth cavalry (coiored) and Fourth ecav- alry and Fifteeath infantry in a low re- sort at Monterey, Cal, on the night of October 20, Sergennt Tooley of the Fourth was killed and Private Moore of the Fifteenth wounded, perhaps fatally. A man brought up at St. Albans as wm incorrigible rogue was proved to have married his aunt. His children are there- fore bis first cousins and he is his own vucle, His grandmother and his mother- iu-iaw are the sane person, Apparently the judze sympatdzed with him, fer be was discharges. In one of the London public schools a teacher asked her class what turf was. Nobody could tell, She next asked what grass was. There was a long pause, und then the smartest scholar raised a hand, “Well?” asked the teacher. “Please’m, it's what you got to keep off of,” was. the reply. An expedition to the Niam Niara country will be Enygiand’s next “little war.” The country is 300 miles south- west of Khartoum, and can aiuster a fighting feree of 25,000, The expedi- tionary force will consist ef 2000 Sou- danese troops under f ritish officers, The start is to be made next month, —A number of Philadelphia business men have organized what is to be known: as the Downtown club, each member cf which is pledged to war on upping. They have become tired of feeing wait- ers at noon in order to secure reasonably quick service, and the Downtown club is their way of overcoming the nuisance. —In 1892 there was established at Hanover, through the instrumentality of the German Association of | Copper- smiths, a school for the instruction of young men in the copper-working indus- try. This school was organized as a de- partment of the school for mechanics and industrial arts located in that city. —The first reguiarly ordained and in- ducted woman pastor of an English church is Miss Gertrude von Petzold, M. A. (Edinburgh), who conducted her first service in the Free Christian chureh, Leicester, on September 29. She is the daughter of a German army officer and is 28 years old. She has had a notable scholastic career, —Lbe other night the Japanese in San Francisco gave a war ‘drama for the benefit of the widows and orphans of the dayanese army. The andience was Japa- nese, large and enthusiastic. A news- paper report of the play says the hau- dling ef the “Russians” in it was “fierce.” One Cossack received a three-inch eut on his arm from # Jap’s sword, ~The Spaniards met with the potato in Peru, where it had long been cuiti- vated by the natives, but it was weil- nigh a hundred years before it was taken over to Europe. In 1587 we hear of its being introduced into Spain, while in tne previous year Sir Walter Raleigh began to cultivate it in Ireland from seed which was taken over from North Carolina. —The value of real estate in California is officially estimated to be worth $852.- 104,539, the improvements on real estate $316,208,123, the value of personal prop- erty $289.625,282, the money and solvent credits $42,906,248, and the total value of property as returned by auditors is $1,480,842,195, exclusive of the rail- roads, which are assessed at $69,669,560 by the state board of equalization. —The Cuyama and Culata tribesmen, whose couniry is situated near the Ger- man frontier in Southwest Africa, and who have risen against the Portuguese, who hold their country, can put 20,000 men into the field. They have 5030 Mauser rifles, a great stock of ammnuni- tion and many horses. A number of Boers are with the Portuguese expedi- tion that has just been defeated in x col- lision with the tribesmen. —Recently in. a paper read before 2 technical society at Odessa Mr, Lokuze- jewski described a way of killing the young of insects in fields by electricity. A dynamo is carried on a wagon (horse or automobile), and the current excites an induction coil, giving a high tension discharge. One pole of the coil is to the metal tires and the other to metal brushes passing over the ground. The discharge kills the grubs, ete., in the soil. —After eight months’ work the bronze figure that is to be placed on top of the McKinley monument in Golden Gate park, San Francisco, has been cast. [t is that of a draped woman, crowned with | bay and holding in one hand a spear and. in the other an extinguishee torch and palm branches. The statue will be mounted on a square granite column, on the front of which will be a large marble medallion of William MeKinley, aud at! the base on the four sides, 2 seat. The shaft will be on a cirenlar granite plat- form reached by steps surrounding the catire edifice. — Whites Rebuilding Necro College. In many of the white churches Sunday colections were taken for the rebuilding of Lane college at Jackson, Tenn., and the responses were liberal. Bishop Lane, the negro at the head of this institution, is a man who commands the confidenee and esteem ef the southern white people, and an appeal from him in behalf of his race is not likely to go unheeded. The expressions of regret at the Joss sustained by Lane college have been numerous in the southern press, and the ocezsion has brought out many emphatic tributes to the worth and integrity of Bishop Lane. The time has never been and will never be in the south when a good and worthy negro is not appreciated and well treated by the white people.—Nashvitle (Tenn) News. poet aire Sess Corner on Graves. ‘The Sydney (Australia) Bulletin says that Melbourne Women’s hespital dis- covered lately that a locai undertakers ring had bought up nearly all the vacant plots in the general cemetery, and, bay- ing put up its prices for funerals at the new Spring Vale necropolis in order ro divert trade to its own ground, was re- tailing its corner iu graves at a_liuiud- some profit. HOW TO CATCH A TROLLEY. ‘trolley cars are very swift; ‘Trolley cars are quickly m'ffed. Many a time I've seen a trolley Kick its heels and run like golly Just because some littic-wit Waved his siliy hand at it. Now, to catch a trolley car, . Certain iron bound rules there are, First of which is not to let It Ever oe. you wish to get it. Second. wear a deep ties cine? Carry bundies great in size, So the car will never dream : You can run—you see the scheme? When it rolis remorseless by, Drop your bundles there and fy? Ron Uke mad, however far: Throw away your fresh cigar, Throw away your parasol, Threw away your hat and all. Run until you catch the car, Fall aboard, and there you are? —Saturday Evening Posi. ————_———— i EG (HE is In THO MATRHES WERE RAW WG AVUHEO TLIL HUE ULY. BY GILBERT DAYLE. i) PRO 2 er rnen. Ser ey rn ee ee ae morning, selected my hotel, and after an agreeable dejcuner had sauntered out to take my first fill ef the sunshine. Al- ready I had seen many familiar faces, aad now. as L gentiy sank into a seat oa che easino terrace, I wondered how long it would be before the most interest- ing yonng person I knew discovered my arrival in the gilded priacipality. I was vot kept long in suspense, for presently L heard a voice utter a little exclamation of surprise, and. looking np, saw Miss Pattie Hetherten standing be- fore me. “Hugo Trench! What on earth are you_dving here?” “Oh, the usual thing,” I replied, with a nod at the casino. | ‘A smile dimpied over ker face as she eS down beside me. 2 : . “It's hereditary,” E continned, gloomily. “Have you ever heard of my grent- grandfather, who gambled away his es- tates at Crockford’s in a single night? He was one of the original dandies.” But she was unconyinced. “Clerks in the war office don't general: ty come to Monte Carlo in February,” she observed. “Why not? Even a war office clerk takes a holiday some time or other, and we are not very busy now.” “I suppose the way oflice--’ she began. “Oh. please don’t make na joke about the dear old place!” IT interrupted, plead- ingly. “The professional humorist has already nearly succeeded in getting us ranked with the mother-in-law, and. if you if you make jests yourself on the topic, how can you hope to laugh when sou hear them on the stage or see them in the papers?” She looked very humble—and, inci- dentally, more than usually pretty. Uf girls only kaew how humility suited them! “Twas merely going ty observe tha I supposed the war office wouldn't miss you,” she said, meekly. “The apology is accepted,” 1 said in a tone of relief. “ZT haven't yet learned why yon are here.” she continued, gazing at me crit- ically. “And why—why are you wearing thac ridiculous little black tie with your flannel suit?” I gave one reason. “It serves as a reminder of what I've ost pies a year of hope.” I said, with a laugh. It must be explained that I hod seen a good deal of Pattie in town, ond I think we should have seen a greet deal more of each other had it not suddeniy occurred to Mrs. Hetherton ihat it was inerely a poor clerk iv the war cflice. (Why, in heaven’s name, did my dandy of © great-grandfather spend that night nt Crockford’s?) As s result of the Jawning of this idea she had promptly removed her daughter from my sphere of influence and myself from her mental ist of desirable acquaintances. Of course, it might be said that, if Pattie truly loved me, she might have ntimately won me by a steady resistance fo her parent’s wishes. Exactly! But, hen, I had no reason to think that Pattie looked upon me as much more thar an agreeable conservatory cempanion, and, in fact, my merely civil attentions to a certain Mrs. Van Oppen, a delightful American widow, had estranged even these relations on the last occasion we bad met, And now she was engaged to Lord Er- nest Blakenhurst, a monstrously stupid young man who had only escaped matri- mony before by a Séries of Incky_acci- dents, He had no vices beyond his ex- treme foolishness, and no virtues in addi- tion to his title and money. He was, therefore, an excellent “catch,” and, knowing Mrs. Hetherton’s strength of character and Blakenhurst’s weakness of mind, I bad very little doubt as to how the present state of affairs had been ar- rived at. “Lye never been engaged,” 1 observed, presently. ‘I suppose one is very, very happy?” _ “Yes, very happy!” she answered, de- cisively, closing her little lips firmly to- gether. I wondered whether she wes merely loyal to a bargain her mother had thrust upon her, or did she care for him? She Was very bright, and he infinitely stupid. But you can never tell, She looked up at me quickly, and her next sentence told me that this part of the discussion was closed. “LT don’t think it’s gambling.” she said, deliberately. “Mrs. Van Oppen is here!” she added, after a pause, as if there were no need of further explanation. a\s far as I knew, Mrs. Van Oppen might have been in Peru, but 1 was a little startled by the coincidence. Pattie, hewever, was a long way from the true State of affairs—which was just as well. “Bo you have guessed my poor little secret?” I said, with a laugh. She turned to me with ag air of in- credulity, “Aud do you really hope?) Mrs. Van Oppen, with her yacht, her mansions, and millions of dollars?” she asked. “L would overlook those inconveniences. It is only the woman [ consider,” 1 an- swered, “And if she had the bad taste to refuse you?” she continued. (I am half afraid a touch of sarcasm was intended here.) “Oh, T shall go back to the war office and—my thousand a year!’ I said, with a yawn. She gave a little start. “Your two thousand a year! 1 thought——” I touched the black tie. “There was another reason, Aunt Seli- na,” T explained, “That quaint eld body you told me about in the north of England, who would never even recognize your ex- istence?” she eried, in wonderment. “The same. In dying she atoned for all her lamentable shortcomings. Her will decreed that her fortune was to be shared between myself and a dogs’ home. I have two thousand a year, and the other half Las gone to the dogs.” There was a long pause. “T must congratulate yon,” she said at tenth, in rather a thonghtful tone. “Thanks,” TE answered, miserably. Of course, two thousand a year was nething to being Lady Blakenhurst, but, if only Aunt Selina had seen fit to die a few months previously, I think it might have been managed. But, there. it always seemed to be my lack to be just too late for everything. _ as a not too intimate acquaintance. 4 was accordingly invited to luncheon on the morrow. 4 Presently I lett, the trio, and, wander- ing again, had the good fortune to meet Mrs. Van Oppen, who, in the latest Parisian trinmph. looked more bewildex- ingly magnificent than ever. “Tam pleased to see you, Tfuge Trench!” she cried. “You'll just spare half an. our right away to chat with me!" So we strolled round to the terrace again and sat down. I learned that her yacht, the Gadfly, was in the port, and that she was taking her father, Col. Silas Hibbert. and a few other friends for a short cruise. She rattled on for some time vivaciously, then suddenly pansed. : “I suppose yor know the Hethertous are here—with him?” she said, with a tightening of her lips. Mrs. Van always treated me as a con- fidential friend. It was this attitude that had led Pattie to a wrong assunip- tion. “Yes, T have met them. How are you taking it? Am 1! to commiserate with you, or doesn’t it matter now?” I asked, for I knew the exact state of affairs, “It matters more than ever. 1 was never so disappointed in my life. To think that another day wit: him last autumn and 1 should have been Lady Blakenhurst! Just pure iil luck that he was called away at that moment!” she exclaimed. She was not exaggerating. It showed a deplorable Inck of originality for a wealthy American, but the fact remained that it was Mrs. Van's one ambition in life to marry into the English aris- toeracy and secure a titie, and she had been within an ace of capturing the weak-minded Blekerburst. “Tam more sorry than T can say,” I said, sympathetically, This was perfect- ly genuine, for I was thinking of Pattie. “And to be_beaten by Mrs. Hetherton!” cried Mrs. Van. She paused. as if words were too much for her. “Or course, I know that that dear girl, Pat- tie, had nothing to do with the entan- clement—it was purely her wretched mother's doing. | She had the opportuni- ty, and she utilized it, As you know, anyone can manage poor Ervest—that is, nnybody with a wiil—and she had the chance.” she finished, ruefully. “Chance is everything—particularly at Monte Carlo,” I remarked, not knowing quite what to say. “And L firmly believe the dear bey would have been happier with me. 1 could manage him better thau ap iney- periesced girl like Pattie.” Mrs. Van had certainty managed onv husband very efficiently. He had worked commendably hard to make money, and then, just as commendably, died. “[ hate Mrs. Hetherton!” cried the lit- tle widow, vindictively, “Aud if [ had him to myself for an hour or so—even now!” she continued, meditatively. i T gave a start. “Has he not seen you yet?” “No: but I’m going to send him 2 note —just to remind him of old times!” “Oh, 1 shouldn't!” I put in, hastily. “Wouldn't. it be rather embarrassing for al} parties 2” | Mis. Van's eyes twinkled mischievous- iy. “f wouldn't mind embarrassing Mrs. Hetherton,” said she. | Later in the day I met her father, the rallant “colonel,” who belonged to a somewhat rougher school than his bril- iant daughter, but he was amusing, and | [ rather liked him, He was intensely yroud of Mrs. Van's progress, and yea just as anxious for her te marry into he English aristocracy as she herself, 1 lined with them that evening on the Gad- ly, and had an enjoyable time. | Two days slipped away; L saw 2 lite f Pattie, and too much of Mrs. Hether- on and the dull Blakenhurst. Then one lay at luncheon time I received a rote ‘rom Mrs. Van asking me to dine again hat evening on the yacht. It was their ast day ir Monte Carlo, she explained, is they were sailing at dawn. On my_way down to the Gadily that ‘vening I called in at the Hetherton’s notel to say I would be pleased to_ae- ‘ept their invitation to go to the Nice, ‘aces next day with their party. I hap- pened to run across Pattie. “And where is the lucky Blukenhurst 2" { asked, with a smile. “Oh, poor Ernest got 2 sick headache during the afternoon, and went to bed before dinner. I hope it’s nothing se- rious.” she said, anxiously. “Oh, no," 1 said, reassuringly. “I think I saw him looking at an intelii- gent hook this morning—that doubtless brought it on. Au revoir.” I hurried away down to the port, and in a few minutes was on board the Gad- liv—one of the latest things in yachts for millionaires. Mrs. Van welcomed me cffusively. “Only a small party—just ourselves and —— She turned to a tall young man- standing in the background. “I think | you know Lord Ernest Biakenburst?” | Sick headache, indeed! I could have | almost laughed, if I had not thought of | the deception practiced on poor Pattie. Mrs. Van eaught hold of his arm, and he cure forward, looking somewhat sheepish, 7 “Hatlo, Trench!” he said, with 2 stupid nod. “No idea you were coming.” | “The surprise is not all on your side!” I replied, attempting to instill a proper touch of severity into my tone. The little widow's eyes were almost dancing with unholy joy as they met mine, “I told you I should like to,” she whis- pered to me, triumphantly. I shook my head reprovingly. Still as the yacht was sailing in a few hours’ time, no harm could be done. We went in to dinner, which, like all Mrs. Van's entertainments, was in the way of an object lesson on the adyan- taxes of wealth. As 1 watched her handling of the inane Ernest confess t was moved to admiration. It was art in the highest sense, and I was more than thankful. for Pattie’s sake, that the Gad- fy was departing almost immediately. Afterward the colonel led Blikenhurst and myself—we were the only men of the party—io the smoking room, where he in- sisted on personally mixing some wonder- ful American drinks, Presently L seized an opportunity to join the others ip the drawing room, and left the colonel mix- SR ee eg ear ane tee gant aoe ee eee eee, s put Blakeshurst into a bunk,” I ob- po “Perhaps you may have. heard of the merits of the colonels ‘Chicago wMBhe gave a little laugh ve a ic laugh. “He'll sleep the clock round, you know, unless some cne wakes him,” { added, meaningly. She suddenly faced me. “Supposing nobody did wake him—that be slept right on until tomorrow morn- ‘ing? or course, we shouldn't know be was in the cabin!’ she said. in 2 low yoice of suppressed excitement, So it was a plot! % “It's abduction!” I said, firmly. She laughed gaily. “To take a trip on a friend's yacht? Dou't_ you see how ingenious it all is? He will wake up and find himself on the way to Genoa! And two days in wy so- ciety! Do you grasp it?" | “Oh. J quite see!” i said, slowly. 1 [knew very well that Blakenhurst, lett in | her, hands, would be 2s clay. Ef the yacht once sailed with him, Patties jchunee of becoming Lady Blakenhurs* would yanish completely. He would throw her over and marry Mrs. Van within a month. IT had net the slightest doubt as to the little widow's ability to do [this if given the present chance. “YT should just like to luquire why you invited me tonight?” L said. “Wouldn't a manenver of this type have been bet- ter With as few witnesses 2s possible?” She linked her arm within mine. “T thought, dear Mr. Trench, being such a good friend of mine,” she began, persuasively, “that tomorrow, when you discovered that poor Ernest had been left fon the yacht by mistake, you might tell his valet to pay his hotel bili and bring his things on to Genoa, You sce, other- wise his disappearanee inight cause some surprise.’” “i think it may probably canse surprise under any circumstances,” I said, dryiy, having Mrs. Hetherton in mind. Mrs. Yan positively gurgled in her en- Joyment of the situation. “Isn't it just cute, Mr. Trench? L knew it would please you. Hush!’ she_ isaid, warningly, as one or iwo of the! others came up. I had no further chance of talking alone with the good bui enterprising wid- ow, so followed the little party into the musie saloon, Presenily—Mrs. Van was about to sing—-i managed to slip out quietly. I felt I wanted io think, Pacing the deck, I turned the thing over ia my mind. ‘he question was, Should I jet Pattie lose her chance? Whatever his inental abilities, it was a big thing for her to become Lady Tilak: | enhurst, and she might possibly care for him, ‘Anyway, she would look very foolish being jilved in this fashion. Could I let Mrs. Van do it? “No, 'm hanged if L e¢.n—it isn't cricket!" I exclaimed, as IT came to 2 de+ cision. I crept up to the music saloon. Mrs. Van was singing Instily, and likely to be doing so for sume minutes. Then I iur- ried up to the deek cabin and lot myself in. Blakenhurst was lying on the bunk in.a heayy sleep. I picked up a water hottie and dashed some of the contents in his face. “What's that?" he said drowsily. I persevered with the water bottle, and soon had him in a sitting position ana able to take in my remarks. I told him he had behaved abominably, and that Mrs. Van would never forgive him. “Your only chance to sive your honor is to slip away quietly this very moment without seeing any one. Mrs. Van is singing, and you will not he noticed,” 1 said. His mind was toe blurred to criticise the sense of my argument, and he ac- cepted my decree without demur. I ex- plained to him the means of getting away, and fetched his coat and hat. Fin- ally, I pushed him ont of the cabin and told him to waste no time. I saw him durch away, and returned to the music saloon just in time to congratulate Mrs, Van on the progress she had made under the Varisian masters. Shortly afterward I rose and said J must be going. Mrs. Van protested aginst my early departure. “The truth is, Pim rather nervous. I've never becn mixed up in an abduction be- fore,” I explained. She laughed. “You have helped to give a deserving woman what she wants. I don't know how to sufficiently thank you, M.. Trench!” she said, as she clasped my hand in farewell. I hurried away, thinking that, per- haps, her thanks were a trifle profuse. On my way back I looked in at the Hethertons’ hotel, wish'ng to make cer- tain ‘that Blakenhurst had safely re- turned. I was passing the reading room, on the entresol floor, when the door opened and I .eame face to face with Pattie. She had a book in her hand, and seemed annoyed. “I was just running up to see Ernest— to inquire if he were any better?” I stammered, some explanation of my pres- ence being necessary. “Oh, he has come back!" she said, wearily. “I saw him disappearing up the staircase just now.” Come back! I looked sharply at her. As she saw the slip she had made «a little look of confusion swept over her face. “What do you know?” I said, quickly. She hesitated; then a defiant look came into her eyes, “This morning I was sitting on the terrace, and Mrs. Van Oppen and her father came close to me—they did not notice that I was within earshot. 1 heard them talk the plan over, and de- liberately envesdropped,” she | finished, slowly, a spot of color coming to her cheek. 1 listened in amazement. “You were hoping they would be able to carry it out?’ I cried, excitedly. She did not answer for 2 moment or so. It seemed ages to me. “Well, if they did, no one could blame me for not being Lady Blakenhurst-—not even mother,” she said, a demure smile creeping into her eyes. To think I had actually brought him back for her sake, and all the time she would have welcomed his abduction as a good “get out!’ A mad idea came to RE Sie eer Bs Sn A Seg eae ments I managed to get him on to his staggering reet and out of the room. In another quarter of an hour we were on board the yacht, end 1 put him in the eabin-just for a few minnies, to pull him- self together, as I told him. He laid his weary form in the bunk, and 1 knew that thirty seconds after 1 left be would be asleep again. Theo i picked up a cigarette case. be- longing to the colonel and made my way round to the music saloon. Mrs. Var was still singing. I explaiaed how [ had discovered I had taken away the case by mistake and thonght it better to reture it at once. Mrs. Van and the eolonch came out on to the deck to see me off for the second time. We pussed the cabin and the col- onel couldn't resist opening the door anc peeping in, “Sleepin’ like a babe! he remarked contentedly, as he turned the key in the ‘lock and slipped it into his pocket. “I somehow feel as if my conduct left a little to be desired this evening,” £ sacl, thoughtfully, “But the end jnstifies the means, dear Mr. Trench!’ cried Mrs. Van, as she gave me a parting affectionate pressure of the hand. And as, ultimately, all of us scemed highly pleased with the resuit, I suppose it did. The only one who was, perhaps, not completely charmed from the outset was Mrs. Hetherton. On discovering that Lord Ernest had actually taken his de- parture on Mrs. Van Oppen’s yacht, she was terribly annoyed, for, of course, she realized that her prize had been snatched from her. I pacified her to the best of my ability. “Beyond a doubt he was ‘managed’!” I said. ‘The only thing now 1s to save the situation and get the first langh. There is but one way to do that—of course, I am only speaking as a friend!” I said, apologetically, “Well?” said Mrs. Hetherton, impa- tiently. “I ‘would suggest Pattie’s immediate engagement to another man—soine de-_ serving, hard working fellow, tried and trusty, with, say, two thousand a year.” Mrs. Hetherton glanced up sharply, and cay ht her daughter smiling at me in the most barefaced manner. She now calls me by my Christian name. I suppose one must allow 2 mot!- er-in-law some license.—The Sketeb. The Boll Weevil and the Wind. The naturalists in the employ of the federal department of agriculture who are watching the habits of the boil weevil in Texas have found that, like the locust that years ago plagued Kansas, the most destructive of all cotton pests in a wind-blown insect, advancing not by flight of its own volition, but by the force of the prevailings winds. It is explained, in support of this discovery, that the boll weevil has advanced over much of Texas by reason of the fact that the prevalent wind is from the southwest during th: summer months, The weevil bas simply been blown by the wind across the Rio Grande from Mexico, It never flies against the wind or shows a disposition to migrate. This being true, it is pos- sible to tell in advance the way the boll weevil will spread. Our west winds do net come at a time of year when the weevil is migrating, but rather when it is hibernating. nee, is no summer wind that can blow the boll weevil from the infected districts to the southeastern co!- ton belt.—Atlanta (Ga.) Constitution. Singing Negroes in the Cotton Fields. Since the cotton picking season began negroes in the south, and, in fact, any one who corld pick cotton, have been rolling in wealth. It does not t=e much for the average plantation darky :o feel very prosperous, so he has been. flush since he began harvesting the south’s great staple. And as he picked he sang. Neither a roustzbout nor a negro cotton picker is “worth shucks” unless he has music in his soul. If there is no melody near him to spur his energy to reneweu exertion he will furnish it himself, and his plaintive songs will float far over the plantation from early morning until the shades of evening begin to fall. North- ern people who are in search of a strik- ing picture should come south in the cot ton picking time and look out over the bread plantations dotted white with cot- ton bolls and pickers bending over the stalks as they chant their weird, half- African songs. It is a picture to be seen nowhere else in the world and one that is the pride of the sunny south.—-Birming- ham (Ala.) Age-Herald, ee One of Them. As a companion piece to “The Maid’s Conclusion,” published in “Walnuts and Wine” in July Lippincott's, I have this to relate: With a comedy company per- forming at my house, the Olympia the- ater, a few months ago, was a little midget about 9. years old, who was the life of the company. She never took a ‘back seat in any assemblage, great or small, When the manager of the attrac- tion posted his “Rules” from time to ‘time she was about the first to read and comment upon them. . Near the promp- ter's desk, one day, appeared the fol- towing rather arbitrary item— - “And Jady ef this company who here- after accepts invitations to supper after ‘the performance from any gentleman not ‘a member will be fined $5,” The little prodigy climLed upen a chair, and after deciphering the manuscript, ‘turned to the writer, with the semblance of 2 scowl on her sweet face, and said— “Now, sin’t that pretty tough on us ladies ?’—Lippincott’s. ee | Kaiser’s Wedding Gift. The Emperor has informed the crown prince and his betrothed, the Duchess Cecilia, that he intends presenting them with the picturesque country seat of Rabelsberg, near Potsdam, as their fu- ture sumier residence. In this charming castle the late Em- press Frederick spent many happy kours. Indeed. her late majesty furnished the rooms in its upper stery in imitation of those at Balmoral. Various alterations are already being made in the castle, in- cluding the addition of a new wing, con- taining a dining hall capable of seating 150 guests, and stabling for sixty horses, The whole is to be ready for use in 1906. —Londou Standard. ———— Had No Faith in the Automobile. __ An action for damages alleged to have ‘been received in an automobile accident was recently brought in an adjoining county. A woman had been thrown from a carriage, the horse attached to which was frightened by an automobile. She landed in a ditch and was not dan- gerously injured. Upon being assisted to her feet, it is related, some one spoke of calling a doctor and suggested 2 physician who visits his patients in an automobile. The injured woman protested, saying: “No, don’t call him, I don’t want an automobile doctor. Get me a horse doc- tor.”—Utiea Observer. Sesion Smallest Inhabited Island. The smallest inhabited isiand in the world is that on which the Edystone lighthouse stands for at low water it is only 30 feet in diameter. At high water the base of the lighthouse, which has a diameter of only a little over 22 feet, is completely covered by water. ———_—_ ~The Western Passenger association has granted a rate of 1 cent a mile for the Grand Army cneampment, to be bel? in Denver next summer, HUNTING TIME. They're comin’ from the city to the coaa- try russet brown, With their rifles and their shotguns to hum the farmer down, The law is off the squirrel, an’ now Fm tellin’ you, Chem city hunters ‘pear to think it’s of the farmer, too. |Soon the landscape will be punctured with a lot of bullet holes, An’ everybody will be dodgin’ to save their precious souls. For when them city fellers go cayortin’ with a gun, An’ plug somebody full o” lead, they caw . it “havin’ fun.” Sn’ then somehow it seems to me they allers "pear to faii ‘To make a fair discrimination ‘twist « . farmer and a quail. Wor anythin’ that rusties, if it shows a tail or head, An’ isn’t plainly labelled, they’! pump it full 0” lead. Au’ when a charge 0° fouble-B has taken off the crown O£ your old hat, they’ll ealmly swear they didn’t know you're roun’. An’ sometimes when you are-absorbed im the field a-pullin’ beans, You'll be mightily surprised with a bullet in your jeans. They'll come an’ board with you, thew some mornin’ "fore you're up, When they’re out a-huntin’ lions, they*l! shoot the brindle pup. Oh, it’s strenuous times we're havin’ in the country jes’ "bout now, An’ if 'twan’t for new inventions we'd be hidin’ In the: mow. But don’t you for a minnit think the farmer hain't progressed, An’ traveled “long in the procession with the spirit of the rest. A country store these later days is fairly out o’ date, Unless it keeps upon its shelves suits .lined with armor plate. An’ uow we're all a-waitin’, really want to get a chance To demonstrate the quality of our anti- bullet pants. So come along, you city dudes, with your goggles an’ your gun, We've got on our iron trousers, an’ we're ready for the fun. Don’t hesitate a second, but come out an’ help us laugh, While you ponder on the diff’rence ’twixt a farmer and a calf. —Cleveland Leader. NAB JAPANESE BIRD SLAYERS. United States Authorities Arrest Seventy-Seven Piumage Hunters. The United States revenue cutter Thetis put in at Honolulu a while age with seventy-seven prisoners, all Jap- anese plumage hunters, who had been captured on an American island while engaged in their illegal operations, says a writer in Field and Stream. These men were sent out as hunters by a Tokyo firm and their destination was Liniasky Island, known in many regions as a wonderful nesting place for plumage birds. This island is in mid-Pacifie not far from Midway Island. The fact that it belongs to the United States did nor seem to deter these oriental plumage hunters. They had, besides the hunt- ers, a corps of skinners and taxider- mists. They went to work last Jann- ary and collected a great many thou- sands of skins. Late in the same month an ocean gale destroyed their schooner, drowned some of the men and left the rest marooned upon the island. A second Japanese vessel brought about forty more hunters, who were left to join the others, the ship leavin; word that she would presently return. She did not return. Meantime:the war with Russia broke out, of which the plumage hunters heard nothing. lv any case they were very hungry when finally discovered by the United States revenue steamer, rescued and impris- oned. Captain Hamlet of the Thetis says they had wrought an appalling de- struction. There were 335 cases of plumage collected, and in all likelihood more than 300,000 plumage birds had been destroyed. It would seem that the records of the orient rival those of Florida, Mississippi, Louisiana anJ other parts of the United States, where the very acme of thoughtless destruction would seem to have been reached. Vivisection Is a Science Not for Man. There is a knowledge which its heavenly, a knowledge which is hu- man, and a knowledge which is dia- bolic; there is a knowledge” which is blessed and a knowledge which is ae- cursed. The first is ennobling and ele vating, and lifts man toward God. The second is debasing, degrading, and drags men toward the pit. The know!- edge gained by rooting amid the groans and agonies of living creatures, whon their Maker and ours put into our pow- er, to teach us mercy, as He gives merey to us, is such an accursed know!l- edge that only demons could seek for it, and it can turn to no human good. “Science” so gained is not for men, but for devils.——Bishop Hugh Miler ‘Thompson in Sucess. Spots on the Fur of Animals. Although we are told that the lcup- ard can not change his spots, it is cer- tain that the markings on the fur of some animals do change. Especially is this true where the animal has # distinctive winter coat. This change has been studied by Barrett Hamilton. a British naturalist, who is of opinion that whitening of the fur generally ac companies development of fatty ts sue, which is a manifestation of i" sufficient oxidation, and hence of 2 phy, which shows itself in a whitening of the hair. In some anima!s—™a"- for instance—this atropuy is manifest ed by baldness. That fat men rf often bald is thus something more ta" 2 eoincidence.—Success. We must all have some one to blow our money on. « if : IP FOR THE LADIES. oe 54)36009899OOO08S98909N0HSTOGSTOSOVOSHNODNSOE COOOQOSS! “Inverted.” 5: ce our home affairs to give up 5 eae «| time. Now, I really believe tha re Youth has its guiefs, its disappointinent: en (ecdis ee ee pen ke tis batiled longings and its memories: and I believe that she can do more x fey cogilsh ina joy that ence hath bec; j by raising a small family like 1 hi: S languid settling in a sinful case. than in any other way. But the won = of Colorado have accomplished real gi snd pA eas pleasures, - Foss, tresh ane nce the right of pitraee was git warn, ‘e ion't care Ce eXCe} Lait seas foe We "ekteatenea | few. instances ‘where abner ae a her 4 vate! . ‘ correction. I have never let polities 6 eager launching upon sonny seas, terfere with either my home or my sox duties, and home always comes first; | th has its losses, sad and desolate: | i when I do interest myself in polities sie i preclous freight where al hee so in a matter of fact, business w was sept; aoa “ Z : . wight of tfust, its helpless heart of fate; ee isan Gore re rere ineteas vateary knowledge of iiuston spent. “| the fact that we are wou stea vo) fe is but a day; and, dawn or ere, apes bo shadows must be 1ong when suns are German vs. Boston Child Culture. ov. ar } age may be surprised and loath $P She was a dear little Boston girl of faave: rears, d naturaliy—in Boston—she 1 and youth may Weary wait and long to Years, ani i in pee . | been brought up on the most exai Jtary Manes Dodge, Book of Verses. | .1,,0.0f hnman intaliivence ae anniied nb.» Mot Settle Into Ruts, One reason why the average. woman vears out and grows oid before her hus- and is that through a mistaken sense of iuty she lays out for herself at the be- «ning of her married life a.scheme or ‘ian o¢ duty and employment for her cme, every hour filled with work, with sro and short intervals of relaxation. riis plan she follows religiously for years, feeling that she has done her duty jecause every household event occurs gularly and on time, while she soon b= aes a mere machine, 2 thing with lite r volition. She settles into ner rut and zoes on round and round on the same track everlastingly, Can any womaa «op brightness, originality of thougit vy speech, or even mere prettiness with such a life? And without these things how ean she keep her husband and grow- mg children full of love and admiration, which is the strongest chain next ‘to duty ty which she can bind them to her. Her wighbor’s wife drops in, and how bright ind jolly she seems when she calls. In wine cases out of ten it is because the surroundings and talk of this home are variety to her, and rouses her in origin- ity and brightness of speech. In her own rut she may be as dull as anyone. By this little talk it is not meant that the wife and motker should Spend her ime gossiping with her neighbors, for the mother is the most sacred: of earth, und the wife's duty to her home, hus- dand and children the written law 02f God. But that duty will teach her to keep on with good literature, the best current topics, and to continue to culti- vate the nameless graces which won her husband’s heart when he came courting that she may never seem to grow old in his eyes, but, on the contrary, to grow mentally with his growth, to be in thought, and in deed, his companion and helpmate and counsellor, and the unfai!- ing source to which her children may go for every useful information. She may aecomplish this by setting aside a part ef every dav for reading, or if time presses by utilizing “odd moments” in rending. There is a wonderful science in “odd minutes,” and the woman who pets these to account intellectually is dest fulfilling her duty to her husband, ver children and herself.—Selected. Women and Bridge. ‘iow did Mrs, A.’s bridge party go off jast night?" repeated her brother in vswer to her inquiry at the breakfast tabi, “Oh, it was thet funny, conver- sedonal, feminine bridge, that women rent fo enjoy so mneh, ‘and that men cetest. LT can stand sheer stupidity bet- than that. Why.” he exclaimed, with uwuneomplimentary frankness, “I would rather play ‘bumble puppy’ bridge vl you than to sit at a table with Mrs. A. or Mrs. B., although they are both cood players, for they will talk about all vorts of things during the interval of play, distracting the attention of the rest, aithough they themselves are not in the jeast affected by it. They keep it up straight through the game. and it gets om my nerves, although the women who play do not seem to mind it. ‘Why, there is Milly B.’ Mrs. A will call out. ‘Milly, dear, there is something I must tell you,’ and she will jump up, saying, ‘Call me vhen the cardy are dealt.” Then, coming back, she will continue to talk about something ‘Milly’ has told her. while ar- anging her cards. For a minute after she will be silent and play very good bridge, but as roon as the hand. is. fin- ished she will begin anew: ‘Did you hear that Tobby White’s engagement to Miss &. is on again? I heard that he has taken the Keeley eure and that she has fer- viven all his sins,” and so on, the other somen joining in and keeping it up until ‘heir partners insist upon their paying tertion to the game. I went home re- soiving, as T have resolved before, never igain to attend a mixed card party.” At a house party recently where the rubles had been arranged for bridge after ‘nner, and the men were anxious to be- on, the women began to argue whether certain piece of gossip was true or not. ‘the discussion ran high, and the card wiayers waited impatiently. Finally the hest appeared on the scene. “Knowing vat there would be no intelligent bridge veyed until this important matter was settled.” he announced, sarcastically, “1 ent to the telephone and called up Mrs. \. (the heroine of the story) and ex- vlained to her the situation, asking her she would not settle the question, and liow our game to proceed, which she very kindly did. The facts are thus and «. “Jim, you never could have done a ‘ung like that!” exclaimed his wife. “I , though,” he answered, “and as the matter is now settled. I hope we can b x ow bridge in peace.”—New York fribune, Women as a Voter. When I asked Mrs, Finis P, Ernst of Denver if she wasn’t a politician she looked zt me a trifle indignantly and "No. Pin not: I'm a home maker. Why, Vve raised nine children, and how could I find any time for polities when I was doing that?” When one considers the ‘mount of detail that is ineident to the proper handling of even a single baby, the truth of Mrs, Evnst's rather indignant remark is very apparent. But Mrs. Brost is the presideut of a political elub and I Knew it. so T observed with a very apolo- a tnett: “You're the president of @ Mine eee gatization, though, aren’t you, S. Hrnst ? eee she said, hesitating a little. Coon ee are entitled te suffrage in worse, they shouid. be interested \yoush to vote. Why, de you knowre” Mrs. Erast was beginning to get inter- ested herself—“that 50 per cent. of the total vote was cast by women? Our or- ssnization differs in no way from any other political cub, We have city com- mittees. ward organizations and precinct vommittees, and awe haye accomplished “4 great deal of good for women and chil- siren in the ten years that we have had ‘he right to have a voice in state affairs. The club of which I am president has “000 members in Denver alone, and the ‘nembers yote and see that others vote ~hen any vital question is involved.” “Why don’t you elect a woman gov- ‘nor, then?” Lasked Mrs. Ernst, out of pure curiosity. “Why,” she said, with apparent snrr- mse, “we haven't ever thought of that. cally we haven't. We're all too busy with our hume affairs to give up the time. Now, I really believe that a wom- an’s first duty is ‘to be a homemaker, and I believe that she can do more good by raising 2 small family like I have than in any other way. But the women of Colorado have accomplished real good since the right of pitraee was given them, and don’t care for office except in a few instances where abuses needed correction. I have never let polities in- terfere with either my home or my social! duties, and home always comes first; but when I do interest myself in polities, 1 do so iz a matter of fact, business way, and ask po favors that are based upon the fact that we are women instead of men.”—National Magazine. German vs. Boston Child Culture. She was a dear little Boston girl of 444 Years, and naturally—in Boston—she had been brought up on the most exulted plane of human intelligence as applied to motherhood. However, such is the orig- inal and persistent corruption of humani- ty, one day the beautifully brought-up little girl got angry at her 2-year-old brother, and she kicked him and scratched him and—horror of horrors that we should have to say it!—she spat upon him. ‘Then did her mother, after best approved Boston methods, take the little girl to one side and speak eloquently and vadly to her of the odiousness of her nection. “Surely,” said the mother, in conclu- sion, “surely it was uot my own dear, sweet little girl who treated her brother so! It was an ugly black devil who had got into her dear little heart.” “Yes,” admitted the child, quite readi- ly, “it was an ugly black devil who made me do the scratching and the kicking: but the spitting—that was my own idea.” The innocent claim to some slight de- gree of personal accountability in wrong- doing was, if the Boston mother could have seen it, the most promising outlook possible for enduring reform. ‘The Ger- mans have a method of child-culture, operating in marked contrast t6 our own, which for its simplicity is said to have recommended itself strongly to a modern American father traveling recently by a German steamer from Hong Kong to Hamburg. He relates that when two children quarreled, the mother, saying nothiug, picked up first one and then the other, and spanked both hard. Was a child discovered exting something not good for its stomach, with no preliminary lecture on the value of dietetics the child was simply picked up and given a thor- ough spanking. Did an older child make & grammatical error, he, without other instruction, was treated to a severe spanking; the general result being, in the opinion of the downtrodden, exhausted American father, that an immense amount of intellectual effort was saved the parent, while intellectual effort on the part of the child was constantly stim- ulated in a necessary endeavor to un- derstand each time for what in the world it was being spanked, and what change it could make in its habits to on being again spanked for the same thing. Convincing a child that the evil he does is altogether his own idea, and by swift retributory action causing him to further perceive the absolute incompati- bility of this idea with his mother’s ideas, might perhaps in the Unitea States do something to promote the idea of being good. But what American mether would dare make the experinient in her own family ?—BPlarper's Bazar. Gifts for Christmas. The Christmas season is drawing wear and as one of the chief features of our celebration of this season is the exchange of gifts, it is time for prospective givers to put on their “thinking caps” and to call their ingenuity to their aid. Some- times Christmas gifts are a drain on slim pocketbooks, and the question of meeting the demands*of the season in this line, causes much worry to many whose hearts are large, but whose means are small. The object of a gift is, or should be, to give pleasure to the recipient, and when this is our object, pure and simple, we are in no danger of erring in what we give, no matter how simple the gift may be. One young woman distributed among her friends bonbonnieres of her own making. Small round boxes, about six inches in diameter, were deftly ‘covered ‘with erepe paper, which, on the lids, was made to represent different flowers, the scarlet paper imitated large poppies, the pink of various shades made lovely roses; the yellow, chrysanthemums, etc. These were filled with bonbons of home manu- facture. Various nuts were incased in confectioner’s sugar, flavored with coffee, pistaches, chocolate, and many fruit juices, and colored appropriately to the flavor with the harmless extracts that cheat the taste into fuller appreciation— for one sense helps another. The wrap- ping paper and ribbons tying the parcels matched the bonbonn:zeres in color, mak- ing the offerings more dainty. Another young woman bought of an upholsterer a small remnant of brocade and some gilt braid, out of which she fashioned photograph frames, covering pasteboard smoothly with the brocade und binding the edges with the broad braid—dipped in vinegar aud ink to give an unique effect. A third made charming cardeases for her friends. Buckram cut to the proper size was covered with pearl-gray suede kid—procured at a glove manufacturer's which she embroidered with tiny steel beads and spangles in a pattern outlining the edges, and forming a monogram in the center. Mock turquoises were intro- duced umong the steel beads on some. Others were covered with black moire embroidered in jet, and yet others re sembled bits of rococo jewelry, with gilt beads, infinitesimal spangles, and mock stones of various -eolors, while those of white kid or moire with steel beads, pink coral, and the tiniest of pearls were exquisite. Articles of our own handiwork, that are taken up at odd times, in leisure mo- ments, get themselves made almost insen- sibly, if begun in good season; and. though no present is, perhaps, less wel- come than the abomination called “fan- ey work,” that women take up in idle- ness, because they are easy or conven- jent for piazza occupation, under the im- pression that they will “come in play for somebody"—a gift adapted to the special taste or need of some friend, which has kept that person lovingly or pleasantly in mind during the patient, painstaking la- bor of its fashioning, is usually prized ae treasured above things bought at 3 shop. _ Buying things that wiil do for some- ane is also a waste of time and moneys. Such almost always miss the mark, ‘and please no one. The personality of ithe ‘intended recipient should be kept vividly ja mind. There are those who complain ‘that they have “champagne tastes and beer pockets.” Such people should bring ‘their artistic faculty to the fore and select simple things that are perfect of their kind, ‘These are desk furnishings — penholders, stamp boxes, paper cutters, pen extractors, calendars, mucilage bot- itles, penwipers, ete.—that, if they per- feetly fulfill the purpose for which they | were intended. and have some little pdded grace of appearance, will recall ihe giver pleasantly te mind nearly ey- ery time they are used—and that is the end and aim of a gift. “Presents endear sbsents."—Los Angeles Herald. She Had No Brothers. It's a good thing for a gir! to have a brother or two, if only to tesch her that vhe’s pot so many, after all, and that all men were not made for the express pur- pose of waiting upou her. There's nothing to keep a girl within bounds, in this respect, like a big, selfish, tyrannizing brother, who says: “Fetch nie my slippers, six,” and “confound your beastly little dog.” and declares with bru- tri frankness that it always did give hin the meejuins to see a woman snivel. it may hurt her feelings to be advised that her hair is frowzly, and her com- picsion indicative of a shameless waste of four, aud that he won't go out with her jin such a silly “body,” and neither will |e wait two minutes past the appointed itime. All these things, and even more, will the heartless brother tell the trusting female who was brought up to share bis toys and defer to his opinions. Yet, it can’t be denied chat such gentle criticisms are improving to her. This course of training, cruel though it seems. instructs a girl in the ways of men. teaches her the trig, trim appearance they most admire, and schools her in habits of punctuality and consideration for which some man, one of these days, will rise ap co call her blessed. It is easy for the discerning eye to tell the girl with brothers from the unfortu- nate creature who has had to grow up without these natural restraints on femi- nine vanity and inconsideration. In the orchestra circle at one of the theaters the other night there was a git! who never had brothers, or if she had, they must have died in infancy. She was a pretty girl, with many airs and _ graces, and the young man who came in with her looked supremely content. He es- sayed to help remove her coat, but_she declined haughtily, and kept it on, When | the first act had progressed to an inter esting stage, she slowly arose and inti- mated that her companion should now lend his aid in removing her wrap. Slow- ly and thoughtfully, looking at the stage all the time, she pulled out one arm, then the other, settled her collar, patted her hair and “felt of her belt,” while the man folded her wrap and arranged it on the chair, and the people in back dodged wildly to see the stage and thought their own thoughts, Just as the young mun got back in tie spirit of the play she dropped her opera glass bag, and he pent two _ minutes | scrambling around with ‘his head in close proniey to the floor, whilé she pene er hair, arranged her frills and ked about her. In the second act she dropped her handkerchief twice, her opera glass once, and its bag twice, so her escort spent most of his time with his head under the seats, In the third act she whispered that she was cold, and she stood up and he stood up and put on her coat, while the man behind said something awful. When her escort wasn't groping around on the floor she was asking him languid- ly, in the middle of interesting epee on the stage, whether her hair was mussed and if he saw the Smith-Joneses - the third row front, seven seats to the left. : As for that unfortunate young man he spenc the remainder of the evening star- ing blankly at his posranme, wonder- ing vaguely what the play was about, and why everybody langhed so much. It wonldn’t take a Sherlock Holmes to decide that that cirl is a spoiled only child, with lots of beaux and no broth- ers to keep her in check. As the man behind her savagely ob- served, the only thing that will settle her now is a good case of mother-in-law. And all the girls around, who bad had a proper bringing uP at the hands of | thetr brothers, severely agreed with him. |—Philadelnhia Evening Bulletin. Women’s Work at the County Fair; Christmas Gifts and Various Suggestion Women upon the farm require some- thing outside of routine of home duties te brighten and quicken their lives. There is an emptiness in their hearts whicl }must he filled by something else than hard work and the planning for the com- fort of their families. They need to get outside of their little world and rub up against other interests and another eu- vironment. We have the rural free de- livery and the telephone, which keeps us in touch, day by day, with the world's great romance and tragedy, but we need something more, I will endeavor to tell the farmers’ wives of one scheme which is, as far as we can ascertain, entirely original—the euly thing of the ‘Kind in the United States. It is a woman’s congress, which we have held in connection with our county fair for the last eight years. We have, on the average, two sessions a day for three days out of the five of the fair, and the audiences are always large. The officers represent each township in the county, and the programme committee is composed of two women from the coun- try and one from the city. The manage- ment furnishes us with a large tent, well seated, with platform for rostrum and piano, and the programme committee en- deavors to secure as speakers men and women foremost in the work of the world, We have had some of the most noted divines, physicians, superintend- ents of public institutions, presidents of colleges, presidents of reform societies, teachers of manual training, directors of |experiment stations, trained nurses, den onstrators in cooking from the agricul- tural colleges, music and elocution, and last, but net least, papers and discus- sions from farm women of our own coun- ty, who have surprised college presi- dents with their ability. Now, what is the outeome of ail this work?’ It has brought women of differ- ent environments but congenial tastes to- gether upon one common ground, The congress has furnished a resting place, where all at any time during its sessious aight discuss the problems of the home with great thinkers, and hear things iwhich give them an inspiration toward higher living. It has gradually eliminat- ed from the fair grounds nearly all that was objectionable, leading the manage- iment to seek attractions of a higher standard, and making the fair a safe piace for our boys and girls, ‘The con gress is conceded by all to be one of the grent events of southern Michigan, and it is estéemed so highly by the fair as- sociation that it intends to build a large auditorium for its sessions. Is not this an idea that might be car- ried out by other women at their county fairs? Our husbands ana sons are work- ing at the fairs to raise the standard in stock and farm products. Why should not we work side by side with them to elevate the standard of publie amuse- ments and right living?—Mrs. George F. Nokes in New York Tribune Farmer. ‘The Charming Woman. What is charm? One might as weil try to analyze and account for the savoz of herbs, or scent of lavender. If any- ove could define its elements and elabo- rate a recipe for obtaining them, be would achieve a reputation far in excess jot the successful pillmaker or he who ‘mauufactures beautifying complexion creams. Charm is more than “skin deep,” and its absence is more deplorabic in human intercourse than dyspepsia. Does charm reside in physical beauty? A beautiful woman, imperially confident of perfection of power, radiant with ex- /auisite coloring, is always charming to ‘men. She may not have enough ixteliect to cover the surface of a dime, but the royal heritage of her face insures the ad- miration that we give to a flower, not de- mending of it more of less than its na- ture. Men will forgive everything in a wom- an—silly conversation, apathy, narrow- mindedness, frivolousness, Iuck of sym- pathy—if she but possess beauty, lovely with that loveliness that is beyond ques- tion; that claims its subjects by divine right. But this sets forth another prob- jem: Does such loveliness exist? Yo some, Dido will always be a dowdy, Cleopatra a gypsy, Laura a kitchen maiu. Beauty may be the greatest of all gifts, but it is not charm! One might go on with the process of elimination forever. 1t is not a native Wit; ic is not culture; nothiag that our skill can detect, or our eloquence pro- claim ean intensify the impression pro- duced by it. You feel it “all at once or not at all” and if not xt all, the de- finer, thongh he spoke with the tongues of angels, could avail nothing. - If we reflect upon the people we kuow who are charming, it is ten to one that we shall tind they are cultured, although our minds will at once turn to a dozen or more who are cultured and not in the least charnting. Think of this, you women who are young—whether you are pretty or plain; cultivate your minds in just one direction whether you are rich or poor; whether beautiful or plain-—cultivate charm, that vomes from the possession of happiness und reflect that life like every other bless- ing, derives its value from its use alone, and a good bit of advice to follow in the pursuit of the indefinable something called Charm, is to remember that to- morrow and all of the tomorrows will be brightened by the memory of today. The diffusing of sunshine cannot help but bring it to our own hearts, from whence it again radiates.—Columbus Dis- natch. THE SHRINE. _ Deur, J have bulit In a wood A shrine that is saered to you, And there would I dream if I could, But there's duty to do, Deep in the forest it stands, Fragrant with balsam and’ pine, Built not by arduous hands Uut by faney divine. Ont of its twilight your eyes Look into mine, with a gaze Eloquent, wistfully wise, Of Impossible days. , Yet. though my joy and my woe Fade with the dimness of years, Sull to your shrine will I go For my laughter, my tears. Louise Morgan Sill,.in Harper's Week!; _ All the inhabitants of V—-— knew the irresistible Vicomte de Serrigny, lieuten- ant in the Thirty-sixth Dragoons. Every- one had an opportunity of appreciating the elegance of his manners, the distine- tion of his appearance, and many a tem- inine heart beat high with hope or tight- ened with jealousy as he strolled along the avenue or held in his prancing chest- nut under the windows of some ariste- cratic mansion in Drouetsquare. Our lieutenant was owner of so much that was captivating—youth, beauty birth and fortune! Oh, fortune especial, ly! The mothers of marriageable daugh- ters grew thin with uneasiness lest any wind should blow this treasure away from them; and the daughters themselves (who are no longer wanting in brains) were kept busy caleulating what num- bers of bracelets, hats and dresses they would be able to buy from the millions of this adorable little husband. Poor innocents! Albert de Servigny never felt his heart throb one beat the faster for one of you; not, indeed, that he was an enemy to marriage, but, like you, he also wanted to make a good. bar- gain when he entered the seriots con- tract! And there was quite a natural reason for this desire on his part: The brilliant lievitenant had for his sole for- tune—his appearance, He had lately, as 2 last expedient, al- most sold his beautiful young sister, who had a most passionate attachment for him, to an old, infirm husvand of 60. M. de Legarde, however, was colossally rich, and all Albert’s fine show was kept up at his expense. After having thrown sufficient dust in the eyes of the world of V——, at the end of about two years the Lieut. de Serrigny thought it was time to change from his cool indifference toward the fem- inine element. The daughter of the gen- eral was his selection. The general was a widower, an old African campaigner, frank and brusque. Serrigny raised the seige in military fashion, “General, I love Mile. Jeanne. Will you give your consent to my marriage with her?” “You love her very sincerely, truly?” “With all my heart, general, I swear to you.” “Then give me your hand, lieutenant. Yon can be my son-in-law as soon as you like.” “As to fortune, general,” continued De Serrigny. “E know how much money adds to happiness, and LT would never have thought of Mile. Jeanne if I had not enough te keep her in a state befit- tink her rank.” ¥nough, lieutenant. You are a gen- tleman—I understood all that.” Thanks to the complaisance of an un- serupulous notary, and the connivance of his sister, Mme. de Lagarde, Albert was able to arrange 2 contraet showing an income of sixteen thousand pounds, four of which he made as a settlement on his young wife. Two months after himself and*his young wife were spending their honeymoon under the blue sky of Pro- venee, Albert, apparently, was wildly gay and happy. Nevertheless, he was not with: cut subjects of preoccupation. The future was shadowed by clouds; debts pressing everywhere around, and ier the present no possible means of paying them. For Mme. de Lagarde, to satisfy the exigencies of the marriage of het brother, had exhausted all her resources. even every possible pretense of obtaining money fro mher husband. The lieutenant’s last demand for money had been without the Jeast result, and o1 receipt of his sister’s excuses he had re- plied by a letter full of vindictivenes: and bitterness, containing, among othe things, the following charming sugges. tion: “You would not even put an end te the old monkey-faced miser; then we might do as we liked with his money.” ‘Then one night at Niece, on his returt from the theater, Serrigny found a tele fram which had been forwarded fron Cannes: “Husband died suddenly at 2 o’¢lock Come at once, HENRIETTE.” It was an unexpected piece of news but not too hard to be borne. Albert, without a change of expression passed the telegram to his wife; and a she seemed very much surprised and sad YOUNG FOLKS’ COLUMN. a ; | ‘When Mother Reads Aloud. ‘When mother reads aloud, the past Seems real as every day; I hear the tramp of armies vast. I see the spears and lances cast, I join the thrilling fray; Brave knights and ladies fair and proud I weet, when mother reads aloud. When mother reads aiond, far lands Seem very near ‘and true; I cress the desert’s gleaming sands, Or hunt the jungle’s prowling bands, Or sal! the ocean blue: Far heights, whose peaks the coid misis shroud, I scale, when mother reads aloud. When mother reads atond, I long For noble deeds to do- To help the right, redress the wrong: Ti seems so easy to be strong, So simple to he true. Oh, thick and fast the visions crowd My eyes when mother reads aloud! —Hannah G, Fernald tn St. Nicholas. Homer and His Turkeys. On Thanksgiving afternoon the Colon- ial theater, the best vaudeville house in the city, held a throng that had dined well and was happy enough to appre ciate any sort of fun. The children— hundreds of them—thrieked with delight over every act. The women langhed, the men applauded with great hearty handelaps. A litle buzz of excitement went round the house when, at the ena of the fourth turn, two boys, instead of setting up the regulation big red number, displayed a brand new curd. It read: “Extra Number—Homer Tidd and His Performing Turkeys.” A shout of de- lighted anticipation went up from the au- dience. Every paper in town had made a spectacular story of the ruin at Finch & Kichards’, Nothing could have been so splendid a surprise. Everybody broke inte applause—everybody except one lit- tle woman who sat in the front row of the orchestra. lier face was pale, her hands clasped and unclasped each other tremulously. “Homer, boy,” she whis- pered to herself. The curtain rolled up. The stage was set for a realistic farm-yard scene. The floor was scattered with straw. an old pump leaned over in one corner, hay tumbled untidily from a barn Joft, a coop with a hen and chickens stood by the fence. From her stall stared a white-faced old cow; her eyes blinked at the glare of the footlights. The orches- tra struck up a merry tune; the cow ut- tered an astonished moo; then in walked x sturdy lad with fine broad shoulders, red hair and freckles. His boots clumped, his blue overalls were faded, his sweater had once been red. At his heels stepped six splendid turkeys straight in line, ev- ery one with its eyes on the master. Homer never knew how he did it. To minutes earlier he had said to the man- ager, desperately: “I'll cut an’ run right off as soon as [ set eyes on folks.” Per- haps he drew courage from the anxious gaze of his mother’s eyes. Hers was the only face he saw in the great audience. Perhaps it was the magnificent aplomb of the turkeys that inspired him. They stepped serenely, as if walking out on a gorgeously lighted stage was an every- day event in their lives. Anyhow, Homer threw up his head and led the turkey march round and round past the footlights, till the shout of applause dwindled into silence. The boy threw back his head and snapped his fingers. The turkeys retreated to form in line at the back of the stage. “Gettysburg.” cried Homer, pointing to 2 stately plump hen. Gettysburg stepped to the center of the stage. “How mzny kernels of corn have I thrown you, Getty?” he asked. The turkey turned to count thein, with her head cocked reflectiveiy on one side. Then she scratched her foot on the floor. “One, two, three, four, five!” “Right! Now you may eat them, Getty.” Gettysburg wore her new-won Jaurels with an excellent grace. She jumped through a row of hoops, slid gracefully about the stage on a pair of miniature roller skates; she stepped from stool to chair, from chair to table, in perfect time with Homer's whistle and a low strain of melody from the orchestra. She danced a stately jig on the table, then, with a satisfied cluck, descended on the other side to the floor, Aimanda Ann, Mehitable, Naney and Farragut achieved their triumphs in a slow dance made up of dignified hops and mazy turns. They stecd jn a decorons line awaiting the re- turn of their master, for Homer had dashed suddenly from the stage. He re- appeared, holding his head up proudly. Now he wore his blue uniform and jaunty eap of a soldier boy; a gun leaned on his shoulder. The orchestra put all its vigor, patriot- ism and wind into “Marching Through Georgia.” Straight to Homer's side, dened, said, with a sigh, as full of relief as of regret: “What ean we do, my darling? It is very hard on Henriette, to be sure. But ‘when a couple are so very badly assort- ed such premature separations must be expected.” The next day, while traveling, hus- band and wife thought vaguely now and again that they were going to see some- ene interred; but tnat was all, Albert was irreproachable in the man- ner with which he performed the last duties for his brother-in-law. Then the distressing functions over, he went back to V—- with his sister, presumably to distract her from the contemplation of her sorrow, in reality to wait feverishly, nervously for the opening of the will. For there was a will. M. Onesime Gaudarey, notary, had announced it on the day of the funeral, adding that after the usual conventional delay he would inake known its contents to those inter- ested. | ‘The important day came at last. Ser- rigny, becoming more and nore anxious, got permission to remain away from the parade in order to have the news at the earliest possible moment. At 3 o'clock Mme. de Lagarde was | with her brother, telling in a few words | the terrible details of the will. M. de Lagarde left to his widow an | income of 8000 franes, which could neither | be transferred nor negotiated. The re- | mainder of his immense fortune was left | to distant relatives and public charities. And detail most everwhelming of all; Attached to the will was a certain let- ter of Albert de Serrigny’s, which ended in these words: “You would not even put an end to jie old monkey-faced miser; then we might do as we liked with his money.” Across the letter in red ink was writ- ten: ; “This is the only reason for my present [will Were it not for this letter, my i wife would have had all T possess.” It was the husband who had received the letter. and he took good care neve to show it to Mme. de Lagarde. The Vicomte de Serrigny was oblige: to quit. the army; and whilst his wife | is seeking a divoree from him, it is stil a Peas they heard his whistie, wheeled the turkey regiment, ready to keep step. }te fall in line, to mareh and counter- march. Only one feathered soldier fell. it was Dan’! Webster. At a bang from ) Homer's rifle he dropped stiff ana stark. | rem children here and there in the au- dience came a cry of horror. They turned to usk in frightened whispers if the turkey was “really shooted.”” As if to answer the question, Dan'l leaped to his feet. Homer pulied 2 Stars and Stripes from his pocket and waved it enthusiasticaliy; then the orchestra dashed into “Yankee Doodle.” hy awoke sorav patriotic spirit in the soul of Dan‘ Webster. He left his master and, puff- ing himself to his stateliest proportions, stalked to the fvotlights to utter one glorivus, soul-stirring gobble, ‘The cur- tain fell, but the applause went on und en and on. At last out asain across the stage cume Homer, waving “Old Glory,” Dan'l Webster, Gettyshbarz:, Amanda Aun, Nancy, Mehitable and Psrragut fol- lowed in triumphal march. Homer's eyes were bent past the _foatlights, seurching for the face of one Tittle wom- an. This time the face was cue radiant flush and her hands were adding their share to the deafening applause. “Homer, boy,” she said fondly. This time she spoke aloud, but nobody heard it. An encore for the “extra tama” was so yeciferots it almost shock the plaster from the ceiling —Llsabel Gordon Curtis in St. Nicholas. Some Giant Fishes. At the mention of giant fishes many young folk will at once think of the sharks, among which, indeed, are found the largest existing fishes. Of the nu- merous kinds of sharks noteworthy on necount of their size there are four im the front rank; these are the sleeper shark, the man-eater shark, the basking shurk and the whale shark. _ ‘The sleeper-shark, . whose scientific name (Semuiosus microcephalus, mean- ing sleepy small-headed fish), fits it se admirably, appears to have developed its body at the expense of its brain, for it is a sluggish, stupid glutton, about six times as long as the average man. Its home is in the Arctic regions, but it some- times makes visits as far south as Mas- sachusetts, Oregon and the British -isles. It is usually seen lying quietly at the surface, apparently dozing, and is easily approached by vessels; but sometimes, when hungry, it rouses itself and goes in search of its prey, fiercely attacking and injuring whales, appareutly unconscious of the great difference in their respective | sizes, One of the largest, and perhaps the most formidabie, of sharks is the “map- eater,” or great blue shark (Carcharodon -carcharias). It roams through all tem- perate and tropical seas, and is every- | where dreaded. Its maximum length is forty feet and its teeth are three inches ‘long. While there are few anthentie records of sharks attacking homan be- ings, there have undoubtedly been many eases of sharks simply swallowing people who have fallen overboard, just as they would swallow any other food, Hew easy it would be for a man-eater to de- your a person, may be judged from the finding of a wiole hundred-pound sea- lion in the stomach of a thirty-foot shark on the California coast. A certain man- cater, vhirty-six and a Half feet long, had jaws twenty inches wide and teeth two and a half inches long. The basking-shark, known also as the elephant shark and bone-shark (Cetorhi- nus maximus), is an inhabitant of the polar seas, but is occasionally observed as far south as Virginia and California, and some years ago was not rare onthe English and New England coasts. «It -vaches a maximum length of fifty feet, and is exceeded in size by only threeor four animals now alive. Provided with small teeth, it feeds on fishes and float- ing crustaceans, and is not of a ferocious disposition, [It is dangerous only be- cause of its great bulk, and when at- tacked its powerful tail easily demolishes small boats. The basking-shark was formerly hunted on the coasts of Norway and Ireland for its oil. It was also sought on the shores of Mossachnsetts in the carly part of the Jast century, and many of these sharks from twenty- fire to thirty-eicht fect long were re- corded. The liver of a large specimen sometimes yielded twelve barrels of oil. _ The largest of all fishes, the largest of all cold-blooded animals, and the largest of all existing animals, exeept a few kinds of whales, is the whale shark. (Rhineodon typicus), originally discovered at the ee ot Good Hope, bat now known in Japan, India, South America, Panama, California and elsewhere, a specimen having recently been obtained in Florida. This shark is said to attain a length of seventy feet, and is known to exceed fifty feet.--St. Nicholas. his sister who, touched with pity, gives him a home and secures him from want. —From the French of Paul de Garros. Vinegar for Smallpox. The vinegar treatment as 2 preventive against contagion of smallpox, intreduced some little time sinee, has, it is said, been eflicien: in several hundred cases of ex- ‘posure. Many of these exposures have been the nurses, as well as many others, and it was impossible to isolate from the original case ox smallpox tor the want of ‘room. It is claimed that auyone, vac cinated or not, can nurse a case of snail- pox without tear of contracting the dis- ease, if, at the same time, he uses vine- gar in tablespoonful doses four times daily in half a cup of water. Even after the person has run almost the en- tire incubation period, the use of vinegar will either abort the disease entirely, or modify to the extent of having all the prodromal symptoms without tue disfig- uring cor Ag aoe ‘To get the immediate control of a small- pox epidemic in a community everyone, according to a trans-Atlantic contem porary, should take a course of vinegar for a week, whether exposed or not. Di- Inted vinegar applied locally will, accord- ing to the same authority, contro! the itching of smallpox. A slippery elm poultice applied to the face white in the ‘vesictlar stage will not only abort the ustular stage, but prevent the pitting; Dut the poultice must not be used until the Cartes have formed.—Health. A German Parrot. A stranger in a strange land—that was ‘the predicament in which a parrot un- able to speak anything but the German Janguage found himself when he left his home in Tioga to seek adventure. He had been missing about two weeks when ‘the warning which had been sounded _ broadcast throughout the neighborhood by his owner, a well-known jeweler, brought tidings of his whereabouts. He was being given the best of care in the }home of a. family who couldn't talk or understand anythirg but English, and j thereby hangs the sad tale. Unable to talk to one another, they { tived together until the jeweler heard japent it, when he sent his wife to briaz the lost one home. Instantly Mr. Parrot saw his mistress there was a flutter and {he mournfully wailed: | “Oh, nehme mich nach hanse (O, take me home).” LPAPERS "hic PEOPLE, "aMcTe Ot IMDOSIOTS ot different professions solic- iting money in Wisconsin for purposes unknown to any per- son in that state and for use elsewhere. Driven out. of other states they are overrun- ning this. We think it an im- perative duty on us as being the only negro paper in the state, to protect its generous ghilanthropists. From now on, we shail warn the mayor and chief of police of every zity in Wisconsin againstsuch adventurers. The Oliver - Typewriter .. S oh a Vea Sp : ripe Sa ees We: dias Bh esse | Ns =I The Standard Visible Writer GOLD MEDALS AND PIRST AWARDS, Philadephia, 1899. Euris Court, Low don, 1899, Omaha, 1899. Paris 190 Venice, 1901, Lille. (France), 190! 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Superior, { “8:43 pin| *8:00 pm Dalia, Pacttlo Goes .-.... ¢ Luvescesttb siesta Menntelt, Chippewa Falls, §|,75:go aim] 22:28 ama ead, +12:01 pin} 43:20 pm Has Gis uPpewe, Fas § 1aa4 °8:00 pin Ss { $5:00 amn/, ©7225 am Fond 4m Lac, Oshikoan, Nee || 7:95am |t10:15 a1 | 2s 43:200n, AS, Meath cseserseseses | [ER:GH pin 13:20 978 8:45 pm! °8:00 pia ~ “Dally.” {Daly except Sunday, ee - - I prefer teaching our children that war is one Hf of the direst curses that afflict this earth, and that, while all should be prepared, if needs be, to }} defend our independence, our persistent aim WA should be to aveid all wars, and—as was well said by Lord Perecy—‘nations should consider, not how little they can concede to one another, N but how far they can meet each other’s views.” 2 This is the spirit that now animates the work- ing men of France, of Germany, and of Italy. Their lead- ers are ever deprecating any recrudescence of the military spirit that has conduced so often to war in the past. It is the spirit that animates our own workingmen. If we were attacked they would need no military tomfooleries in na- tional schools to iuduce them to fight for their country. But they know that peace is the best of policies for them, as never has there been a war which has not been harm- ful to those engaged in industry. Napoleon infused a mili- tary spirit into Frenchmen. What did the workingmen of France gain by his conquests? What do British work- ers gain by our annexations of Uganda, of the Soudan and of the empire of Sokoto? What have they gained by our war in South Africa, except having to pay more for some of their necessaries and the knowledge that it has paved the way for the introduction of Chinese chattels to work in the Transvaal mines for the benefit of cosmopolitan mil lionaires? A tribe of savages is always cultivating « military spirit. its sole occupation is war, and the arts of peace are de- spised as contemptible to men of spirit. Among civilized men there ought to be a higher ideal, and there would be were it that there are usually too many missionaries of strife among them ever appealing to the baser passions and trying to persuade their fellow-countrymen that therc is something noble and elevating in war and that a soldier is the noblest of human beings. Armies are necessary evils, but for my part I prefer a procession of trade-union- ists to the marching by of armed regiments, and the simpic and homely garb of a worker to the tawdry trappings of men of war, I respect a man who honorably fulfills his ealling as a soldier, but he is no better in my eyes than the man who honestly iabors tn other and more peaceful avoca- tions, 4 ee ede on ee. ee oe ‘There are hundreds in every great city, and iu every country there are thousands of men, women and children with a latent capacity of heroism who go through life unnoted or despised, because no accident has evoked it. Again, the recognition or irrecoguition of those heroisms which accident has evoked is often accidental. They happen, perhaps, inopportunely, when at- tention is absorbed by something which imposes more upon the public imagination. In the same week in which the name of the boy hero of the Norge was in every paper and on every lip a boy hero of our own, who threw himself in front of an express train to seize a little brother and fling him aside off the track at the cost of his own life, attracted hardly a momeut’s notice. Dumont records the following Instance of a woman's heroism during the siege of Gibraltar: “The count d’ Artois came to St. Roch to visit the place and works. I well re- member that his highness, while inspecting the lines in company with the Duke de Crillon, both of them with their suite, allghted, and all lay flat on the ground to shun the effects of a bomb that fell near a part of the barracks OE gra ces BB Re mt ete 7: ees ae Ss aaa -« i = oa - . via ee i ie OP es ite | pS. . ee s aS A i ee Re aa Rb. eos ge eee Se liniivancces oa pee ra S ee Sat ba? | ditto ee? ‘3 ad reese LO Aaa ae sy sf ane ° ome Ogi Ba Sn CUA Baas SI or oer i et eerste OTE ee eee set ge ee pe ee ee i ee ee Oe ete ree es Ee pre ae Seg ne NEW YORK CENTRAL’S NEW ELECTRIC LOCOMOTIVE. CIVILIZED MEN SHOULD BE ABOVE WAR. WHY HEROES’ FAME 1S ACCIDENTAL. By ‘There are hundreds in every gt every country there are thous women and children with a lat heroism who go through life unne because no accident has evoked recognition or irrecognition of whieh accident has evoked is o They happen, perhaps, inopportt tention is absorbed by something more upon the public imagination. In the which the name of the boy hero of the Nor paper and on every lip a boy hero of our « himself in front of an express train to seiz and fling him aside off the track at the cost attracted Hardly a moment's notice. Dumont records the following instance heroism during the siege of Gibraltar: “Th came to St. Roch to visit the place and we member that his highness, while inspect company with the Duke de Crillon, both their suite, allghted, and all lay flat on the the effects of a bomb that fell near a part NEW ELECTRIC LOCOMOTIVE. Futnre Railroading May Be Greatly Changed by Speedy Engine. A new electric locomotive which may revolutionize the motive power on rail- roads was given a trial at Schenec- tady, N. Y., 2 few days ago, while seores of men prominent in railroad and electrical circles watched — the tests, The locomotive was built in that city for the New York Central termi- nal service iu New York City, and the trials demonstrated that it will ulti- mately provide high specd motive pow- er for railroad traffic. It is expected to develop a speed of 100 miles an hour. The official tests of the big, 95-ton electric locomotive took place on a stretch of four miles of especially pre- pared track near Schenectady, and in the presence of many leading railroad officials and hundreds of deeply inter- ested spectators. This extraordinary locomotive, the most powerful trans- portation engine in the world, pulled a train of four heavy coaches at the rate of 72 miles an hour, and only the shortness of the track prevented it from attaining an even higher velocity. In the cab of the locomotive when it left its shed for the trial was W. K. Vanderbilt, Jr., who worked the con- troller. The engine was pronounced a great success and all who watched the tests were strong in the belief that it will be a great feature in rail- roading in the future. This locomotive is the first built of 40 ordered by the New York Central for its New York terminal. It had had several preliminary trials, but this was the official test for speed, drawing ca- pacity and acceleration. Pronynent electrical engineers and railroad men from all over tue eountry were pres- ent. There is little doubt in the minds of the officials who witnessed the tests that a speed of 90 to 100 miles an hour seen ti iat died where a Frenchwoman had a canteen. This woman, with two children on her arm, rushes forth, sits with the ut- most sangfoid on the bombshell, puts out the match, and thus extricates from danger all that were around her. Num- bers were witnesses of this incident, and his highness granted her a pension of three francs a day and promised to promote her husband after the siege. The Duke de Crillon imitated the Prince’s generosity and insured to her a payment of five francs a day.” Here, from a contemporary journal, is an account of an act of similar intrepidity, giving the names of the heroes: “After a royal salute from the principal fort, St. Heliere, in the island of Jersey, the matches used on the occasion were lodged in the magazine without being properly ex- tinguished. On the evening of the same day smoke was perceived to issue from an air hole in one end of the maga- zine, and the alarm was soon spread. Three men volun- teered their services and were bold enough to advance to and break open the magazine, where they found two cais- sons of wood, filled with ammunition, on fire, near which stood an open barrel of gunpowder. A flannel cartridge was almost burned through and some of the beams that supported. the roof were on fire. By their exertions the fire was extinguished. The magazine contained 200 barrels of gunpowder, besides charged bombs.” FORTUNE TELLING 1S UNSCIENTIFIC, spect of its absurdity, Such a statement is easi- ly made, but when one calls for proof he does not find it in the results of the palmist’s practice, and certainly no explanation is forthcoming from tbe side of physiology. 'The whole soothsaying business is a matter of tricks, such as can impress the credulous alone. I never beard the case against palmistry and fortune-tell- ing at large better summed up than in the expression of un American critic. We declared that if there was any truth or reality in the art, the palmist could make his for- tune on the turf by backing winners, that his operations on the stock exchange would soon render him independent, and that if a life insurance company could trust to his revelations regarding ihe duration of life of insurers, he would be retained by it at the salary of a president, That which also surprises me is the faith which cul- tured people occasionally are found to place in fortune- telling. I have read of cases in which it was averred that a Indy looking into a crystal described to bystanders scenes she had never witnessed, but with which scenes they were themselves familiar, Now, one would wish here for much more exact evidence than mere hearsay. In a scientific in- vestigation we should have all the evidence duly noted, and every possibility of fraud or error avoided. There would require to be an exact inquiry into all the cireum- stances under which the alleged reproductions in the erys- tal, construed by the brain of a person unfamiliar with the scenes, were carried out. I do not know if In a single instance this plan was pursued. Why should we not apply the care we exercise in ordinary matters of life to the pre- tensions of the fortune-teller? Besides, even on scientific grounds, we wight find in certain brain-vagaries materials for accounting for the phenomena on the lines of uncon- scious memory and reproduction of impressions. As for the palmists, let us devoutly hope we have heard the last of them. On this point I have my doubts. There was no heat in the cab, no noise save the whirring of the alr com- pressors for the brakes and no smoke to pollute the clear country air, yet this huge machine with its 3,000 horse power pulled a train of ten cars, weighing 600 tons, at the rate of 56 miles an hour and actually beat an ex- press train which passed on another track. It also pulled a 400-ton train of five cars at a apeed of 62 miles an hour. The locomotive is one of a number that will be used by the Central for hauling through passenger trains through the Park avenue tunnel in the metropolis. With one of this type, trains of ten or more cars may be haul- ed at express speed of 60 to (0 miles per hour, and the design and method of control are such that two or more lo- comotives can be coupled together and operated by a single engineer from the leading cab, so that the size of the train that may be under the control of one engineer is practically unlim- ited so far as the question of motive power is concerned. The locomotive is double-ended and can be run in either direction with equal facility. The maximum horse power of this locomotive is approxi- etely 3,000, which is considerably greater than that of the largest steam locomotive. WHAT WOMAN CONFESSED. | ‘When Wealth and Business Came in Love Flew From the Hearth. “Did anybody ever tell you that in ‘some far prehistoric time I was in love with my husband?’ said Mrs, Romaine carelessly. “Well, I was. 1 used to go to afternoon services in Lent and pray for that love to last, because the sensation was so much to my taste. I used to have eestatic feelings when his foot was on the stair and I sat sewing little baby clothes. We lived in a plainish way then; $3 spent in two theater tickets was a tremendous out- lay; and we walked out to dinners—-1 tucking up the train of my best gown under a long cloak and laughing if the wind snatched it away from me at the corners and whipped {t around my feet. Then he grew richer, and we broadened the borders of our phylac- tery, and then—how—when—dear knows if I can remember, we grew farther and father away from each other. Now, when he is at home, | am aware of it, because he is there behind a newspaper: but that is all! When our lips meet it is like two pieces of dry pith coming together. 1 know nothing of his affairs, nor he of mine. I have money in abundance. Money—money—who cares for money when a man’s heart and soul and brain have gone into it?’ The above is a true experience in many a woman's life, says George T. Angell in Our Dumb Animals, and in reading it the thought comes what a blessing it would be if a hundred thousand American girls, now striving to get places in shops and stores and do unhealthy work in offices, could thoroughly prepare themselves for do- mestic life, and, marrying young men of about their own age, be content as we were years ago to hire a little house out of town at $150 rent, and living with economy, with no need of wealth, have more of heaven in this world than they are ever likely to zet in any other way. Man a Iiember of Mineral Kingdom. That the minute traces of metallic substances found in living bodies are not accidental, but essential to the performance of the functions of life, is asserted by Herrera, a French bi- ologist. He goes so far as to say that zoology and botany are but chapters of mineralogy, so important is the role played in organic life by these so-called inorganic substances. For instance, all the phenomena of movemment in an animal are, he asserts, due to oxida- tien. As to nutrition, it is impossible, he says, when the food is deprived of its mineral elements. Dogs fed on substances from which the salt and other inorganic matter has been care- fully removed die of starvation. At the bottom of our vital processes, as- -serts this writer, are fermentation and oxidation, or their analogies; and these depend on the presence of certain min- eral bodies in the tissues. Even the role of pepsin in digestion seems to de- pend on the presence of iron. In short, the, organic substances on which life depends are, he says, “prepared in in- organie workshops with mineral re- agents;” and thts a living being is practically a member of the mineral kingdom.—Success. ; A man’s relatives should live so far away that he feels like putting on a clean shirt when he goes to see them. WE CONTINUE TO WARN THE BENEVOLENT PUBLIC AGAINST THE NUMEROUS BEGGARS FOR ALLEGED CHARITABLE INSIITU- TIONS IN BEHALF OF THE NEGRO RACE. LOOK WELL TO THE CRE- DENTIALS OF SUCH MENDICANTS AND INQUIRE OF SOME REPUTA- BLE NEGRO CITIZEN REGARDING THE TRUTHFULNESS OF THEIR STATEMENTS. | Why do you use paint? ' To preserve and beautify your home, of | course, But if the paint you use comes off, it | affords no protection and the ugliness would | appeal to a blind man. | Why not use paint that won’t come off? : It’s cheaper in the end, it certainly looks better, and the first cost is only a trifle more. M. P. V. Paint Won’t Come Off . s . Milwaukee Paint & Varnish Co, By Andrew Wilson. W. T. GREEN = LAW YER=——— NOTARY PUBLIC Rooms 2i6=217-218 Empire Building TELEPHONE BLACK 8633 14 Grand Ave., Milwaukee, Wis. 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WINSLOW'S SOOTHING SYRUP for Children teething; softens the gums, reduces inflammation, allays pain, cures wind colic. 25 cents a bottle. By September 2 the widows and orphans' fund raised by the Japanese colony in London had reached $100,000. DO YOU COUGH DON'T DELAY TAKE KEMP'S BALSAM THE BEST COUGH CURE It Cures Cold, Couuchs, Sore Throat, Croup, Influenza, Whooping Cough, Bronchitis and Asthma. A certain cure for Consumption in first stages, and a sure relief in advanced stages. Use at once. You will see the excellent effect after taking the first dose. Sold by dealers everywhere. Large bottles 25 cents and 50 cents. WE WIN SUCCESS Bunde & Upmeyer Co. Jewelers MILWAUKEE BY DESERVING IT Christmas Presents We make these two statements—and the statements are backed up in the store: (1) Qualities being equal, we sell at infinitely lower prices than does anybody else in our line; (2) Our big HOLIDAY STOCK was never so complete, and never so satisfactory, as it is this season. Ask us to send to you our new Booklet and Price-List. It's free. Bunde & Upmeyer Co. MILWAUKEE, WISCONSIN. If afflicted with core Eyes, use Thompson's Eye Water M. N. U. WHEN WRITING TO ADVERTISERS please say you saw the Advertisement in this paper. Penetration is the St. Jac in the tre Rheu It penetrates to the seat of tort has been known to do and Price 25c. and 50c. THE COUNTRY GIRL'S COSMETICS. Nature Supplies Her Lavishly with Fresh Materials The girl living on a farm has so many materials at hand with which to make acceptable gifts to city friends, and not the least of these are the ingredients for harmless but helpful cosmetics. And, by the way, did you know that word cosmetic was derived from a Greek term signifying skilled in the art of decoration or ornament? From the first, rhubarb sprouts and lettuce leaves on through spinach (for coloring creams and lotions) strawberries, cucumbers, watermelons and quince, with honey and milk and nuts, the girl on the farm has the best and purest materials to choose from and work with. An expensive Italian cream is made from the ground green seeds of cucumbers, melons and pumpkins made into flour which is slightly perfumed and made into a paste with sweet cream. The basis of nearly all washes for chapped hands is quince seeds, so one can make their own at slight expense by adding extract of witch hazel to the emulsion. With care the girl living on a farm should have the proverbial rose leaf or peaches and cream complexion until she is at least 75 years of age. The juice of cucumbers enters largely into the preparation of many fancy creams and watermelon juice is a famous southern face wash. Tomato juice is fine for an oily, greasy skin and the acid of strawberries rivals that of lemons as a bleaching agent. The basis of the most satisfactory cream is clarified mutton tallow, which, made creamy with almond oil, sweet with your favorite perfume and colored with the juices of lettuce, spinach, rose petals or currants will give both beauty and pleasure to the recipient. Try out mutton suet in a double boiler just as lard is rendered, and when it is cold, use the top portion, melting it in a bowl set in hot water, strain through a hair sieve, then through cheese cloth, and heat in the almond oil or other ingredients while still creamy. The addition of one dram of tincture of benzoin or one half a dram of salicylic acid will prevent the emulsion from becoming rancid.—Pilgrim. A Teacher's Testimony Hinton, Ky., Nov. 28.—(Special.)—It has long been claimed that Diabetes is incurable, but Mr. E. J. Thompson, teacher in the Hinton school, has pleasing evidence to the contrary. Mr. Thompson had Diabetes. He took Dodd's Kidney Pills and is cured. In a statement he makes regarding his cure Mr. Thompson says: "I was troubled with my kidneys for more than two years and was treated by two of the best doctors in this part of the State. They claimed I had Diabetes and there was little to be done for me. Then I started to use Dodd's Kidney Pills and what they did for me was wonderful. It is entirely owing to Dodd's Kidney Pills that I am now enjoying good health." Many doctors still maintain that Diabetes is incurable. But Diabetes is a kidney disease and the kidney disease that Dodd's Kidney Pills will not cure has yet to be discovered. Increased Demand for Small Coins. That the demand for small change to supply the retail trade is rapidly increasing is shown by a statement issued by Supt. Landis of the United States mint. This demand is generally taken as a criterion of the prosperous condition of the United States and is considered one of the most accurate gauges. The following figures represent the smaller coinage at the mint since President Roosevelt became President: $5,540,000 in half dollars, $7,800,000 in quarter dollars, $5,800,000 in dimes, $4,500,000 in nickels, and $2,600,000 in cents. This makes a total of $26,000,000 of subsidiary silver and minor coins during the three years. The nickel coinage during the three years mentioned represents about one-fifth of the entire nickel coinage of the country and the cent coinage represents about one-seventh of the entire cent coinage since the organization of the federal government.—Philadelphia Press. To Ladies Only. The wish to be beautiful is predominant in every woman, and none can say she does not care whether she is beautiful or not. Dr. T. F. 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At the same time it withdraws itself in such a manner as to form a little pocket, and gradually twists the object around so as to turn the edge or point away, pushing the thing along. New York Tribune. FRANK J. CHENEY makes oath that he is the senior partner of the firm of F. J. CHENEY & Co., doing business in the City of Toledo, County and State aforesaid, and that said firm will pay the sum of ONE HUNDRED DOLLARS for each and every case of Catarrh that cannot be cured by the use of HALL'S CATARRH CURE. FRANK J. CHENEY. Sworn to before me and subscribed in my presence, this 6th day of December, A. D. 1886. SEAL A. W. GLEASON. Notary Public. Hall's Catarrh Cure is taken internally, and acts directly on the blood and mucous surfaces of the system. Send for testimonials, free. The city of Sheffield charges $10.50 for cremating in the city crematory the bodies of residents and $21 for the bodies of non-residents. A TOAST. Let him who will drink to his love, Or pledge a friend in wine; A rousing toast I'll give to thee, O enemy of mine! Four forth the amber liquid; fill Your glasses to the brim; Here's to the man whose heart for me Bears naught but hatred grim! How oft when steep ascents I climb Would I cast down my load, Did not his royal enmity My lagging footsteps goad! So drink again! your bumpers raise And gally clink with me; -Blanche Goodman in Smart Set FACTS AND FANCIES. He was taken and now there is much rejoicing over the family reunion.—Philadelphia Press. Butler—Here are the olives, ma'am. Mrs. Lakeside—Yes, John, but you haven't put any toothpicks on the table to cat them with.—Town Topics. A millionaire I'd like to be. Alas! 'Tis scarcely fair. The others get the millions And I only get the air. She--Has your friend long been baid? He looks so young! He (pathetically)—He was born so. She (much moved)—The poor thing!—London Tit Bits. The Father—A rolling stone gathers no moss, my son. The Boy—I know it, pop; but it does strike some "rocks" now and then.—Yonkers Statesman. A youth went back home to Eau Claire His love to a girl to declare. But a thought about pop Made his heart take a dip. made his heart take a hop. So he muttered: "Oh, no; I don't daire." —Pennsylvania Punch Bowl. Patience—What use are finger bowls, anyway? Patrice—Why, they remind one to go and wash her hands after leaving the table.—Yonkers Statesman. Aunt Hannah—Have you told any one of your engagement to Mr. Sweetser? Edith—No, I haven't told a soul—except Bessie Miller, who thought he was going to ask her.—Boston Transcript. After Dinner We dine on predigested food: Then come the talking stars. We'll listen soon to pretold jokes And puff smoked cigars. "Brethren," says a Georgia philosopher, "take this comfort to your heart: Even when you strike the deep waters, you'll never drown so long as you can kick, an' holler fer rope!"—Atlanta Constitution. "But, auntie, I think there are worse things than being kissed by a young man." "What, for instance?" "Why—er—not being kissed by a young man."—Houston Post. "Do you think a man's importance is measured by his pocketbook?" "Certainly not," answered Senator Sorghum. "A pocketbook couldn't hold enough to amount to anything. It's the bank book that counts."—Washington Star. Ragson Tatters—Git on to de style of Weary, carryin' a cane an' a half a eyeglass. He's a hobo dude fur fair, ain't he? Harvard Hasben—Yes, he's what you might call the Hobeau Brummell.—Philadelphia Press. First Barber—Whew! That barn-stormer must be a bad actor! Second Ditto—Why? First Barber—When I asked him if he wanted an egg shampoo he jumped right out of the chair and made for the door!—Detroit Free Press. "The Bullions are having a little retiring room put in their new home, close to the front entrance." "That's where the guests are to be searched before they leave the house."—Cleveland Plain Dealer. Tommy Figgjam—Paw? Paw Figgjam—Yes, my son. "Do they kick on the street railway service everywhere?" "No, my son; only where they have street cars." "Oh!"—Baltimore American. "Yes, sir, he was the laziest man on record. What do you reckon he did when his house was on fire?" "Dunno." "Warmed his hands at the blaze, and thanked God he didn't have to split the wood for it!"—Atlanta Constitution. "A musician out of work, are you?" said the house keeper; "well, you'll find a few cords in the woodshed. Suppose you favor me with an obligato." "Pardon the pronunciation, madam," replied the bright tramp, "but Chopin is not popular with me."—Philadelphia Ledger. Miller—I say, old chap, does your wife still call you by the sweet names she used to? Farmer—Oh, yes—that is to say, with some slight variations. Instead of "honey," for example, she now uses the kindred term "old beeswax."—Boston Transcript. First Scot—What kin' o' man is McPherson? Second Scot—A gey queer kin' o' man. I went to his hoose and he askit me to tak some whusky. When he began to poor it oot I said, "Stop! Stop!" And he stoppit! That's the kin' o' man he is.—The Tatler. "Talk about your clever chauffeurs!" remarked the Brooklyn man. "You should see Peckham." "Why, he hasn't any automobile, has he?" "Oh, no, but you should see how he can guide the baby carriage through a crowd."—Philadelphia Ledger. She—And what did she say when you attempted to kiss her? He—She said she thought I was a gentleman. "Well?" "Oh, after I got through kissing her she didn't think anything about it; she knew it."—Yonkers Statesman. The Friend (who has been abroad)—And how is your wife, old man? Ex-Husband—Oh, I haven't any wife now. She got a divorce last spring and is now on the stage. The Friend—Ah, an actress, eh? Ex-Husband—Oh, no; she's merely on the stage.—Kennebec (Me.) Journal. "It is said that the New York tragedy where men died from drinking wood alcohol and burned sugar for whisky could not have happened in Paris, where police frequently visit the places wher liquors are sold." "I suppose you think the New Yor police shun such places?" — Houston (Tex.) Post. "Of course, yor always take a bottle with you on a fishing trip?" said the northern visitor. "A bottle, suh?" demanded the Ken tuckian. "What foh, suh?" "Oh, come now! You don't mean to say you'd go fishing without whisky—— "We take a jug, suh."—Philadelphia Ledger. Uncle John—So you don't like your teacher, Tommy? Tommy (savagely)—No. I don't. I wish he was at the bottom of the sea! Uncle John—O! come now, Tommy. That's too much to say. Tommy—Well. I wish he was at the bottom of Jones' mill pond, then.—Philadelphia Press. Mother—Have you informed Mr. Higgins of my decision that the gas in the parlor must be turned out promptly at 10 o'clock. Pretty Daughter—Oh, yes! Mother—How did he receive the information? Pretty Daughter—Oh, he thanked me, and said he'd be here at exactly three minutes to 10 hereafter.—Harper's Bazar. Fuddy—Everybody is astonished that so exemplary a man as Fodgers should turn out an embezzler. Duddy—Everybody but me. I'm not a bit astonished. I happened to know of his going home in a drenching shower when he might have hooked an umbrella without the least danger of being found out. From that moment I suspected Fodgers was a man who was not to be trusted.—Boston Transcript. AN APOSTROPHE. TIPS A WAITER RECEIVED. They Include Jewelry, Books, Clothes, Besides Money. Jacques of the Carlton hotel, known as "the best head waiter in Europe," invited me up to his room at the top of the house, where he unlocked a heavy steel cabinet and displayed the finest collection of "tips" probably in the world. "This is just to show you that every pourboir we waiters receive is not in hard cash," he said. There were jewelled pins, cuff links and shirt studs, gold and silver ciffar cigarette cases and match boxes: ivory curios, a book or two and a lot of autographs. "At the time of the late Queen's funeral, and again at the time of the coronation of the King," said Jacques, "this hotel was packed with potentates and nobles from all over the earth. If the total of tips given here in those days had actually amounted to 10 per cent. of what those folks paid in restaurant bills we would all be rich. As a matter of fact, the tips scarcely average 5 per cent. of the restaurant receipts at any time, yet many of my waiters make $20 or more a week, and some of them possess more available cash than some of the patrons whom they serve. "That beautiful scarf pin was given to me by the Alake of Abe-something-or-other only a few weeks ago, and these studs were given to me by the German minister of the interior not ten days ago. Then here's a watch charm given to me years since by Prince Henry of Prussia; that cigarette case was handed to me by a grand duke of Russia after I had served a dinner for him of thirty covers. Here are the autographs of Lord Rosebery, Mr. Balfour and Mr. Chamberlain. An American gentleman offered me a little fortune just for the autographs, and another American, Mr. Carnegie, gave me this book on 'How to Succeed.' "What do I prize most? This!" And Jacques opened a wardrobe and took out a dress coat. "I'd like," he said, "to give that coat back to the one who gave it to me. He was a young English lord. He went broke in this hotel, and rather than go away without tipping me he gave me this dress coat. He had no money and had to leave his luggage to cover his bill. He went to America and made a name there." Jacques was now sharpening his pencil with a little golden pocket knife. "That a tip, too?" I asked. "Crown Prince of Sweden," he replied, dropping the knife back in his pocket, where there was a jingle of gold sovereigns that represent the backbone of the tipping system.—Tit-bits. A Positive Engagement Mrs. Cummings was busy at her desk when Ned, an "old-time" darky who had been a servant in her family since "befo' de wah" days, approached her, and with many apologies for the interruption asked, "Miss Sally, can I git off two weeks from today? I has to go to town. Ma'am." "Two weeks from today. Why, I think so, Ned. What are you going to do in town?" inquired Mrs. C. kindly. "I wants to go to a fun'al, Miss Sally, a frien' of mine's gwine to be buried den," said Ned. "You do not mean two weeks, then, Ned," returned Mrs. C. "Yase, 'm, Miss Sally, it's two weeks from today, hain't dat de twenty-fust?" "Yes, two weeks from today will be the twenty-first, but you must be mistaken, they could not keep the body so long except in a vault." Mrs. C. was now thoroughly puzzled by the old darky's request and wondered what it could all mean. She knew none of Ned's "set" could afford to pay for a vault, and how could they be making arrangements for a funeral two weeks hence, with the prospective corpse still alive? The thought made her shudder. "Well, 'm, dat de day," said Ned. "But how can you be so sure? Suppose your friend is not dead by that time?" "Oh, yase, 'm, he sholy will be by de twenty-fust; dat's de day he's gwine to be buried 'nless he git out befo'." "Ned, what do you mean? When did he die?" asked Mrs. C. "Oh, he hain't daid yet, Miss Sally, but he sholy will die, 'case he's gwine to be hung dat day, and dey'll be a fun'al all right."—Prudence Baxter in Lippincott's. Unlucky Thirteen. A gentleman who had been dining at a restaurant, and who often ordered a lozen oysters, counted them one day, and found but eleven. Still another day he counted them, with the same result. 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Life moves under a variety of impulses. Many dynamic forces mingle in apparent confusion in every act and T. ing. Any attempt, therefore, to define one motive as predominatingly superior to another, or to seek to measure the activities of life by one or more motives to the exclusion of all others, is an injustice to the truth of our human REV. R. A. WHITE. nature. Life is a unity in diversity, and only the impact of the totality of human motives and impulses explains life as it really is. Remembering this, we are still permitted to select from the mass of human impulses and motives those which seem to predominate. Generally speaking, the dynamic forces of life fall into three great classes or impulses—fear, ambition, and love. Now we are told in the ancient book that the greatest of these virtues is love. We can easily agree with the book. Fear and ambition have played and still play an important part in the drama of life. But neither apart nor together do they yield the supremest results. Love has ever completed and sanctied whatever ambition or fear wrought which was worthy. Fear sent the ancient Venetians to build their first rude huts on the restless bosom of the Adriatic, but love created the matchless architecture of Torcello and Murano. Fear and ambition chained the shifting sands of the sea with deep driven piles and bordered the sea swept isles with stately palaces. But love reared St. Mark's—set it with priceless columns of porphyry and alabaster, filled its domes with deathless mosales, its spandrils with richest traceries, and crowned its gables with gentle angels. Fear and ambition set ancient Florence within ramparts of invulnerable stone, but love created the masterpieces of Angelo, the singing boys of Della Robbia, the Gothic shaft of immortal Giotto, and the heavenly dome of Bruneleschi. Ambition and no little of malice winged the stiletto like the verse of a Dante, but the longing and love of a homesick exile gave them immortality and a universal message. No really enduring creation of the highest order exists except love has been the master hand in its creation. The hope of the modern home is love. Fear never made a home. Show me a home governed by fear and you show me a home barren and cheerless as the winter earth under gray winter skies. Show me a home ruled by love and you show me a home soft as a summer dream, beautiful as sunset skies, loveller and sweeter than a summer twilight when the birds twitter their soft good night and the departing day hangs poised on the rim of night. Fear never made an abiding church or religion. Love alone makes religion inspirational. Fear or ambition never made a really great religious leader. Love tips the tongue with persuasive eloquence and fashions the stuff that religious heroes and martyrs are made of. Love alone is the measure of events. Is a thing right or wrong? Does love sit supreme at the heart of the deed is the searching counter question. Is war ever justifiable? We are in the midst of war. Titanic forces are massing for war. Grim, savage faces leer upon us from behind our Christian pretensions of the fatherhood of God and the brotherhood of man. Behind the priest stands half concealed the armed soldier. Ill concealed by the temple of religion stands the grim lines and embattlements of war. The smoke of cannon in the far east obscures the smoke of incense from the altars of religion. Followers of the gentle Nazarene let loose the hounds of war the earth over, and with pious prayers to the god of battle feed countless cannons with the choicest sons of battle frenzied nations. Is war ever justified? Is it, can it ever be, Christian to fight? Lay the measure of love upon the question. Is war waged from pure love of country, in defense of home and fireside, to strike the shackles from limbs that are bound, to set the face of the slave toward freedom's holy light? Then war, I should say, is justified. For love can be fierce and dauntless and demand the sacrifice of life in certain great crises of human history when the welfare and rights of people are at a hazard and weakness writhes helpless under the feet of tyranny. Life itself is a struggle and a battle, and the rightfulness or wrongfulness of it all is measured by the motives which inspire, by the better things won for mankind. And once more the measure of men is love. Has a great hero been a lover of men? Has he toiled for them, died for them? Then his benign face shines upon us from the fading years. Generations come and go, each loving tenderly the lover of men. Why does Jesus hold so lastingly a place in the world's memory? Chiefly because the one universal and undying virtue with which believer and unbeliever have alike invested him is the virtue of love. Compared to Plato he was ignorant, his death was no more sublime than the death of Socrates. Yet Plato is a syllogism, Socrates a fragrant memory, Jesus an inspiration. Jesus was one of the supremest embodiments of love the world has witnessed. Other great men the world remembers. Alexander, Caesar, Napoleon. The world will not forget these. They scarred it too deeply, they wounded it too sore, and, withal, benefited it no little without doubt. They were earthquakes and the tremor of their convulsions has not yet died out of the affairs of men. They were volcanoes and the light of their deeds still crimson the skies of history. They are curiosities, but not inspirations. Never a study of Caesar or Napoleon sent a soul headlong toward some great deed of unselfishness. When men want inspiration, courage to sacrifice and suffer, they seek the companionship of those who have loved. It is not Solomon or David whose light illumines with rarest splendor the history of incomparable Israel, but Jonathan, the lover and tried friend, Loyola, the Jesuit, is the largest figure in Catholic history. But Catholic and Protestant alike recall with devotion the hero of love in the monk's habit, Francis of Assisi. England rears masterful monuments to her great soldiers and statesmen, and with good cause. But the richest inheritance England has is the memory of John Howard and Elizabeth Fry, and her noblest matron lingers between the twilight and the darkness by the soft flowing Derwent. Love, then, is the supreme vitalizing element in life. Because it is the best it is the latest born. The best wine at the feast of life is kept for the last. Love holds the secret of all great life. Art is made immortal by it, and literature glorified by love burns with an undying splendor. Above all, love lays its hands upon the restless self within us and curbs and calms it into high service, bends it to great tasks. Angelo, the prince of artists, wore, it is said, a small lamp fastened to the rim of his cap that no shadow of himself might fall upon his work. Self and self interests are the black beasts whose shadow darkens our effort. Love took up the harp of life, and Smote on all the chords with might; Smote the chord of self, That, trembling, pass'd in music out of sight. To receive the false is to reject the true. No man ever stays long in the suburbs of sin. All great reforms start where charity begins. True patriotism never thinks of the premiums. The church gets no grip when it tries to graft. The best way to silence conscience is to obey it. The cost of a thing cannot be measured by its price. Most people who think they are deceiving others only succeed in deceiving themselves. The self-sufficient are never deficient. Love is never deepened by damming it up. Compassion knows nothing of condescension. Life's bric-a-brac makes its biggest burden. One tallow dip is worth a bushel of dead lamps. He who sows happiness reaps an unending harvest. Sorrow may be essential to the song of the universe. People who have culture are never conscious of it. Reverence will not follow where respect does not lead. A rough remedy is better than the most elaborate regrets. A man is not even civilized who loves cash more than country. Educating your conscience into elasticity will not relieve you from guilt. Tying pink ribbons on a dog's neck is not the same as love for the lowly. "Casting all your cares on him" does not include your care for others. Blue windows to the soul turn the milk of human kindness into clabber. The best way to make sure of heaven is to make your homes like heaven here. Those who try to make the best of everything generally get the best of everything. The world could worry along with a good deal less smartness in stock if only it might carry a heavier line of sympathy and a simple neighborliness. SHORT TEMPERANCE SERMONS. Now, what another man says somebody told him he heard I said, I stand ready to dispute on general principles. That is not evidence in any court in the world. But let me say it myself, and I'll stand by it to the last comma and hyphen. Now hear me say it myself. About the power of prohibitory laws to prohibit—the laws of the State against murder do not entirely prevent murder. But nevertheless, I am opposed to licensing one murderer to every so many thousand persons, even on petition of a majority of the property-owners in the block, that we may have all the murder that is desirable in the community under wise regulations, with a little income for the municipality. I beli ve in the absolute prohibition of murder. The laws of the country prohibiting stealing do not entirely prevent stealing. Neverthless, I am opposed to a high license system of stealing, provided that all theft shall be restricted to certain authorized thieves, who shall steal only between the hours of 6 a. m. and 11:30 p. m., except Sunday, when no stealing shall be done except by stealth, entrance to be made in all cases on that day by the back door and at the thief's risk. I believe in laws that absolutely forbid theft at any hour on any day of the week. And, on the same ground, and just as positively, do I believe in the prohibition of the liquor traffic. And I never said that I didn't. And I say that I did. And I do. I do say that the best way to make a man a temperate man is to teach him not to drink. But a saloon is not a kindergarten of sobriety. Your town is under no obligation to any saloon. All that it is, in respectability and permanent prosperity, it has grown to be without the assistance of the liquor traffic. You don't owe a dollar to a merchant or a resident; you don't owe one item of the attractiveness and popularity of your town to the refining and educating influence of the corner ginmill, with a group of sidewalk loafers. It is deliberately claimed by some people, who appear to be sane on other subjects, that properly to instruct a sober people in the ways of sobriety and to teach abstainers the beauty and virtues of temperance, you must license the selling of liquors in the town. The man who originated that idea ought to have it stuffed and exhibit it, and he should be leaned up beside it as a part of the exhibit. There was once a man who owned a parrot. It swore like a pirate. A neighbor owned a parrot that would not swear at all, but habitually used only the most decorous language. "Let me have your parrot for a month," said the owner of the good bird: "I will keep him in the same room, and mine will teach yours not to swear." The birds were caged side by side. And anyone who knows enough to know anything knows which parrot had its vocabulary enriched with new and startling words. Keep your town clean from evil. If men will violate a law in order to gratify evil habit and taste, don't try to cure the sin of law-breaking by enacting a law which it would be easy and wicked to obey. If the saloon men insist on quoting me on this topic, let them commit this to memory, that they may repeat it as they need it: I do not know one good thing about the saloon. It is an evil that has not one redeeming thing in all its history to commend it to good men. It breaks the laws of God and man. It desecrates the Sabbath; it profanes the name of religion; it defies public order; it tramples under foot the tenderest feelings of humanity; it is a moral pestilence that blights the very atmosphere of town and country; it is a stain upon honesty; a blur upon purity; a clog upon progress; a check upon the nobler impulses; it is an incentive to falsehood, deceit, and crime. From such a hateful fountain head can there flow a clear stream? Can you name one good thing the saloon has ever done for humanity—one good thing—one instance in which it has brought forth fruits unto righteousness—one influence, sweet and healthful, and pure, gracious, and beautiful, which will linger lovingly in the memory of men, when you have buried the rum power, to make them say, "God bless the saloon for the good it did?" Search through the history of this hateful thing and read one page over which some mother can bow her grateful head and thank God for all the saloon did for her boy. 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