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An Imperial Commerce
The American invasion has not dismayed
all Britons. One of these unterrified is
Benjamin Taylor, a Glasgow journalist,
who contributes an article to the Septem
ber Forum that puts the state of British
trade in a much more favorable light than
that in which it has been viewed of late
in America. Mr. Taylor emphasizes the
fact that in all current discussions of
British trade only the United Kingdom
is considered, while no account Is taken
of the great trade of the British empire
beyond the narrow confines of the two
little islands off the coast of Europe. Mr.
Taylor insists, with considerable reason,
that in trade comparisons with other na
tions the whole of the British empire
should be taken into account.
If this method of collating and com
paring statistics is followed it is found
that British trade still vastly overshad
ows that of any other nation. The total
external trade of the whole British em
pire is put at £1,472,077,572, as against
£627,885,000 for the United States, £498,
--040,000 for Germany and £339,462,480 for
France, or £106,190,092 more than the
combined trade of its three greatest com
While all the British colonies and de
pendencies have their own tariff systems
and their own governments, for all busi
ness purposes independent of the mother
country, and while the great dependencies
have and would have an enormous trade
of their own, irrespective of British po
litical control, it must be considered that
the trade both external, and internal of
these countries is largely financed and
managed from the ' United Kingdom and
that it is chieflly carried in British ves
sels. • iV** V:4>-
Mr. Taylor Is little concerned about the
decline of the Iron industry in England or
about other declining trade figures for
the United Kingdom, for the empire as
a whole grows always greater and more
prosperous. With the profits of the trade
of this mighty empire converging to so
large a degree in the United Kingdom
and with British vessels that almost never
enter British ports collecting $4,000,000
a year from other nations for transport
service, it 1b easy to see how British finan
ciers may look with unconcern upon the
ever increasing balance of trade against
the United Kingdom.
It Is evident from a perusal of Mr. Tay
lor's article that If In trade statistics we
make Britain's commercial empire co
incident with her political siway, it as
much overtops the rest of the world in
trade as it does in territorial extent. It
also appears that so long as Britain re
tains territorial superiority she is likely
to retain the premier position in the
world's trade. She controls so many rich
kingdoms, empires and provinces with
which all the world must trade that her
commercial superiority will be almost un
assailable as long as she holds them.
British trade certainly follows the Brit
The arrest of Emma Goldman is a very
important and fortunate result of the in
quiry set on foot to discover the existence
of a conspiracy to kill the president.
Emma Goldman probably stands in about
the same relation to the attempted as
sassination of the president that Parsons
did to the bomb thrower in the Hay
market. She did not fire the pistol, but
there is reason to believe that she' In
fluenced a poor, weak-minded fool to do
what she would not dare to do herself.
That is the kind of tools the anarchist
agitator employs. The leaders rarely un
dertake the dangerous things which they
seek to incite their fololwers to do. They
are naturally cowards and hide them
selves when danger is near.
Overflowing Dakota Prosperity
Out of the Dakotas, out of that afore
time horror of the lamblike eastern in
vestor, out of that land which has but re
cently experienced the tribulations that
beset all new countries, came stories that
reflect the presence in the land of the
plethoric purse, the well-stocked larder,
the corpulent ibank account, the canceled
mortgage. And with these stories come
the wails of bankers who asseverate that
while in times past when the farmers de
sired loans the bankers dared not grant
them, now that the bankers are willing
to push out the 'bills like hay the farmers
will have none of their money.
The (problem in South Dakota now is not
how the farmer can get the bankers to
give him a little coin, tout how the banker
can persuade the farmer to take some of
his money. The state land department,
which has a regular sy&tern of lending its
funds to farmers through the county com
missioner?, at a low rate of interest, has
been unable this year to dispose of more
than a part of its funds and bankers
everywhere report a discouraging paucity
of loan applications. If this state of af
fairs continues much longer the bankers
will become impoverished and will have
to give up their poorly-yielding busi
ness for some such lucrative occupation
But the First National bank of Sisseton
does not purpose to go out of business
without making another attempt to force
the farmers to take its money. It pur
poses to invest a part of its surplus in
the purchase of cows from outside the
state which will be sold to neighboring
farmers and cattlemen at reasonable
prices and "terms to suit." In this man
ner the bank hopes to £>ut out some of its
money and at the same time augment the
business interests of its clientage, which
would naturally lead in the future to a
greater demand for banking facilities.
To change the subject somewhat, it is
worthy of remark that this action of the
Siseeton bank illustrates in a graphic
manner the contention that the American
system of individual banks, each vitally
interested in the prosperity of its own
community, is superior in some respects
at least to the Canadian system oi pow
erful central banks with local branches.
Sane Forest Reserve Plans
A Washington correspondent undertakes
to explain how easy it will he to secure a
forest reservation in Minnesota if those
Interested in the movement will cease
striving for a park and content themselves
with a forest reservation of Indian lands.
The fact is that the word park has been
dropped by all discreet champions of a
national forest reservation for more than
a year past. And almost from the start
the keynote of the campaign for the pre
servation of some public forest domain
in northern Minnesota has been that of
scientific forestry. If the forests are pre
served all the ends of those who at first
used the word park will be subserved.
They will incidentally become health re
sorts and outing regions and game and
A forest reservation administered on
forestry principles would by no means be
such a blow to the immediate prosperity
of adjacent lumber towns as some of the
townsite owners and others in a hurry to
get rich quick seem, or profess, to think.
Suppose that a forest reserve of some
800,000 acres were created out of the
ceded Indian lands surrounding Leech
Lake and were to be lumbered scientifical
ly—that is with a view to a perpetual tim
ber production, the proceeds to go for the
benefit of the Indians. In the first five
years of such management a large part
of the now standing pine would be cut
because it is rip© for cutting and should
be cut from the scientific as well as prac
tical point. Perhaps this would amount
to three-fourths of the now standing pine.
For esthetic reasons some of the mature
trees standing on the ban;ka of lakes and
rivers should be left, but aside from this
all the mature pine would be cut at once.
This would give the neighboring towns
almost as much revenue from logging and
lumbering as they would get if the lands
vrere to be thrown open at once to ordi
nary, private commercial Jumbering. The
demand for pine is such that the latter
now spares no pine tree, great or small,
and even cuts the once scorned jack pine.
This ruthless cutting, together with the
forest fires that are so likely to follow,
leaves behind a desolate region which if
not fit for agricultural purposes remains
a wilderness of scrubby second growth
and charred stumps and boles.
If the region which it is desired to
turn into a forest reservation be adminis
tered 'by the government on a forestry
basis, while the cutting of the first few
years would be very large, special efforts
would "be made to protect and preserve
the young trees and keep out fires and
there would always be some lumbering in
process. With the destruction of all
neighboring pine the value ol the reser
vation pino would be so great that the an
nual product of the forest might in the
near future represent a very considerable
sum. If the reservation pine is to be lum
bered as other pine regions in Minnesota
have been lumbered the first cutting will
be the last. After that the only ■utility of
the country to the neighboring towns will
he such lands as are tillable, but the
reservation plan contemplates the opening
of such lands to settlement anyway. Thus
It appears that In the long run even the
adjacent towns should favor a forest
In this connection it is worth noting
that thotigh the pine of the proposed
reservation is tributary to Minneapolis
and would be largely sawed in Minneapolis
mills, there is a very considerable senti
ment here, even to some extent among
lumbermen, in favor of saving for the fu
ture a little of the original pine forests.
Congressman McCleary has Just re
turned from a two or three months' stay
in Europe, where it is understood his at
tention was given largely to a study of
the question of government ownership
of railroads and telegraphs. He is quoted
on the subject this morning, and in that
connection cites the general theory of
our government to be that the govern
ment shall do nothing that the citizens
can do as well.
But the question of government control
is not a matter of theory, tout a matter
of practical results. Mr. McCleary says
practical results show that the govern
ment roads in Europe render a poorer
service for higher rates than the Ameri
can roads. Under the European system of
government ownership, he says, the em
ployes are less courteous than in America,
probably because they are government
officials in a sense, and in a higher class
than the ordinary citizen. At least they
so esteem themselves, and are less care
ful to be polite, accommodating and help
ful to the traveling public.
In the matter of freight rates, Mr. Mc-
Cleary's testimony is in accord with
the general understanding that freight
rates are higher on European government
roads than they are on American roads
for the same kind of service rendered
under the same conditions. A little
practical experience with government
ownership is worth a good deal more than
all the theory ever propounded on the
Minister Wu is a high-class Chinaman.
He would naturally be expected to take
as moderate and reasonable a view of the
proper treatment for the assailant of the
president as the average intelligent and
educated Chinaman. And, yet, he advo
cates slow torture for Czolgosz; he would
have him slowly cut to pieces, that his
Bufferings might be the more intense. If
Wu speaks for Chinese civilization, and
he is probably entitled to do so. Chinese
civilization is still far in the background,
and the Boxer outrages not difficult to
Town and Country
The report of Commissioner Hermann,
of the general land office, which has just
appeared, shows that, during the fiscal
year the land disposals aggregated 13,453,
--887 acres as compared with 9,182,413 acres
the preceding year, the homestead entries
for the last fiscal year aggregating 8,478,
--409 acres, as compared with 6,177,387 acre 3
the previous year, there being 9,488 more
final homestead entries in the last fiscal
year covering 1,180,628 more acres than
for any one year since the homestead act
was passed in 1862. There were 68,648
original homestead entries made in the
recently closed fiscal year, covering 9,497-,
275 acres—an increase over the previous
year of 7,378 entries and of 1,018,866 acres.
It is remarkable, also, that in no single
year within ten years have the receipts
for public lands been so large.
These facts are very strongly indicative
of the land hunger of the public, not for
speculative purposes, but for homestead
purposes. All the peqle are not drifting
into the cities, it is very evident. The
census of 1900, while showing that the
urban population Is about forty-seven
per cent of the whole also shows that the
rural population is steadily growing and
has Increased from 20,000,000 in 1850 to
43,000,000 in 1900 (leaving out 5,000,000 in
small towns and villages). The urban
population has become ten times as large
as it was in 1850 and the census notes a
decrease of farm laborers, but the Im
pulsion to the cities has taken place to
strengthen the Industrial forces chiefly,
and it has not Intereferd at all with the
national prosperity, for, as a writer in Mc-
Clure's shows, the invention of improved
agricultural machinery has enormously
Increased the output of farm products
since 1850. The corn product is four times
as large; wheat, six to eight times as
large; oats, five times; barley, eleven
times; cotton, eight times; wool, six
times; hay, pork, beef, mutton, chickens,
eggs and butter, twenty to one hundred
times as much.
In quantity and value farm produce is
twenty times as large, and this explains
why so many millions can go to the •cities
from the country without impairing the
vital activities of the rural districts.
Forty years ago it took 4 hours and
34 minutes' labor to produce a
bushel of corn, as compared with 41 min
utes now, while the cost is reduced from
35% cents to 10V6 cents. To produoe a
bushel of wheat in 1850, 8 hours' labor
was required, while to-day it requires but
10 minutes' labor, and the cost has been
reduced from 17% cents to S 1-3 cents a
bushel. It required 85% hours in 1850 to
turn out a ton of hay baled, and to-day it
takes only 11 hours and 34 minutes, the
cost having been reduced from $3.06 to
These figures are suggestive that the
peril of excessive urban poulation, as set
forth by some writers, lias certainly not
been reached in this country, where there
is still land for the landless and much
more to be obtained by scientific irriga
tion for agricultural purposes. There will
always be reinforcements for the agri
cultural poulation, as long as „. farming
pays a living, and, in series of good years,
pays a superabundance, a good surplus for
profit. ..",*• ;"x;':-
Jt Question . George Quarrie of 'Brook^
™ lyn says that he discovered
of Feat i n 1888 what electricity was,
but that he isn't going to
tell. He does say, however, that all human
troubles come because we do not take our
shoes off, "go barefoot" and ground our cur
rents. It is not French literature, the melo
drama, rum and hot biscuit, that are doing us
up, but our fate is due to the fact that we
are too tender or too proud to get our feet on
Mother Earth and ground our currents. Mr.
Quarrie thinks the feet ought to breathe an-1
he claims that. they cannot do it properly in
leather any more than the society belle can in
stays. Mr. Quarrie points to the red man,
who is going to the bowwows, not because of
his i taste for the local champagne made /at
Bismarck, N. D., but because he is putting
his foot in it—namely, . in the $1.99 trader
shoe from Lynn, Mass., where Mrs. Plnkham
conies from. I
There is doubtless something in Mr. Quar
ries contention. One of the old Indian writ-
Ings—a Vedic hymn or a glta of soru-e kind—
THE MINNEAPO LIS JOUKNAII
states that "the man of God breathes In his
heels." But while they continue to put down
asphalt pavements, hot In summer and chilly
In winter, most pepole will continue to take
their lives in their hands by wearing shoes.
A new medicinal drug is coming into favor
called "pseudo physestigmlne." It costs
$437.50 an ounce, and the smiling druggist
usually assesses you about $26 when It ap
pears in a prescription. Thoroughwort tea
and calomel are good enough for our "be
There was a severe plague of locusts In
Portugal, but a professor with a microbe
showed up, and the insects soon turned pale
and weak and passed on. The mike is one of
man's best friends when treated properly.
Kansas City reports a Friday of wild ex
citements. The union depot was scrubbed out
and the president was shot.
The bushel of potatoes and the ton of coal
cannot meet each other on. the street without
The laundryman U the only person who
seriously objects to "fostering oriental
Czolgosz is one of those poles that ought
not to be tolerated in our streets.
Chauncey Olcott, in his new play, *-Garrett
O'Magh," is playing to the capacity of the
Metropolitan this week. Every seat for the
matinee to-day was sold before noon, and
Btanding-room -was at a premium after the
doors opened. The play will run the re
mainder of the week, with matinee again
Seats -will be placed on sale at the box office
of the Metropolitan to-morrow morning for
the vaudeville engagement at that house
next week. Two distinct bills will be offered
during the week, the one for the first half
of the week, beginning with Sunday, being
headed by Pilson and Errol, America's great
est comedy sketch team, and the one for the
last half of the week, commencing with
matinee Thursday, having Mary Norman, the
society caricaturist and monologuist, for a
The dancing contest announced for Friday
evening at the Bijou promises to be a most
novel event- A number of the local colored
buck and wing dancers have accepted the
defi thrown down by the "In Old Kentucky"
Senegambians and are out for blood, hav
ing in mind not only the cash prize of $10,
but the numerous other prizes offered by va
rious merchants. A quartet of local news
paper men have consented to act as referees.
The Kentucky pickaninnies have been putting
In their spare time practicing on the Bijou
stage, and a continual shuffling is going on
every morning and afternoon.
"Hunting for Hawkins," a new play by a
promising young Chicago playwright, Guy
F. Steeley, is to be given at the Bijou next
Sunday. The play was given its first pro
duction in Milwaukee several weeks ago and,
as was confidently predicted, scored an im
mediate and emphatic success. Critics were
unanimous in their praise of the originality
of the plot, the humor of the lines and the
laughableness of the situations, as well as
the cleverness of the company. The pro
ducing company Includes several well-known
players, among them John L. Kearney, seen
here last season with "A Stranger in New
York"; Alf Grant, well known in vaudeville
circles; Young and DeVoie, dancers, seen
here last season with "A Trip to Chinatown";
Donald Harold and May Thompson, for many
years with Hallen and Hart; Bertie Conway,
seen here as the leading soubrette in "At
Gay Coney Island," with Mathews and Bul
ger, Mamie Conway and Effle Kamman, who
possesses a phenomenal barytone voice, last
season with "Sis Hopkins."
OTHER PEOPLE'S NOTIONS
Evolution and the Creeds.
To the Editor of The Journal.
I notice in The Journal of last Satur
day evening, the following from Rev. A. R.
Lambert of this city, among interviews re
lating to the churches and evolution.
Mr. Lambert says: "The doctrine of evolu-'
tion has no place in a Methodist creed. We
reject it completely,and consider it inconsist
ent with Christianity."
To me, it seems amazing that an educated
man, in his position—the pastor of Fowler
church, in Minneapolis—should thus appear
in print. As to his first statement, that evo
lution has no place in a Methodist creed, I
have this to say: There is no good reason
for placing evolution in the creed. It is not
stated in the Methodist creed that the earth
revolves on its axis, or moves around the
sun. These are not the times of Copernicus,
however. It is taken for granted now that
there may be some truth that is not em
bodied in a church creed.
As to his second statement, that the Metho
dist church rejects it completely and con
siders it inconsistent with Christianity, I
hardly know how to express myself ade
quately. My interest in the general church,
and especially in the Methodist church, of
which I am a lay member, alone induce me
to notice him at all in this portion of the
interview. He shows an inexcusable .lack
of knowledge. He is grossly mistaken wnen
he asserts that Methodists reject evolution
completely. Tens of thousands of people of
good standing in this church believe that
evolution is true, as certainly as they be
lieve that gravitation is true. And why
should they not? No really great scientist at
the present time any more denies the funda
mental conclusions of Darwin and Romanes,
than those of Keplar and Newton. This, Mr.
Lambert should know. Evolution is no longer
a mere doctrine, or an hypothesis; it is a
law generally accepted by scientific men,
the same as 'the law of gravitation. Professor
LeConte, speaking of the two laws ten years
ago, said: "The law of gravitation expresses
the universay harmonic inter-relation of ob
jects co-existant in space, the law of evolu
tion, the universal harmonic relation of
forms successive in time. Of the divine
spheral music, the one is the chordal harm
ony, the other the consecutive harmony or
melody. Combined they form the divine
chorus which the morning stars sang to
Mr. Lambert, and such as he Is, seems to
imagine there ia some hostility between evo
lution and the religion of Christ. There is
no basis in fact for this, except in their
own fear; there con be none. Christ was the
truth of God expressed in human form to
raise men from sin to a high moral and re
ligious life; evolution is also the truth of
God, but revealed to help perfect what we call
science in order that a wider, deeper knowl
edge, with the blessings naturally attend
ing this, might be possessed by man.
Some of the ministers in our churches
should cease opposition to well established
truth which may appear not to square with
mediaeval dogmas. They can do truth no
permanent harm, but by opposing truth they
easily harm themselves and the churches they
represent. If they have not studied the sub
ject of evolution deeply they should so study
it before rejecting it. It, like the Bible, when
properly understood and applied, is the truth
of God. If there were a wider knowledge in
the minds of these religious teachers there
would be less infidelity in the land, and
many strong, intelligent men who are now
giving churches the go-by would become zeal
ous disciples of our Lord.
—John G. Newkirk.
1016 Twenty-ninth avenue NE.
To the Editor of The Journal.
The Journal of the 7th inst contained
an article purporting to give an account of
assault upon the undersigned by one Gus
Wickenberg, of 268 Twenty-first avenue S.
The facts therein alleged are untrue !n some
particulars, but The Journal is in no
wise to blame, as I understand that the in
formation was furnished by Wickenberg. In
the first place Wickenberg has never laid
his hands upon me and I do not think that
he will. In the second place I did not use
the language attributed to me by htm.
I was talking with my neighbors about the
shooting of President McKinley, when Wtck
enberg, who is unpopular in the whole
neighborhood, on account of his habits, forced
himself into the conversation and said "Mc-
Kinley is not dead." Angered over his in
terference I replied hastily, 'Well If he isn't
he ought to be." This I said to contradict
Wickenberg, as there has been much bad
feeling between us for months. I was sorry
to hear that President McKinley was shot
and the words I said to Wickenberg were not
an expression of my feelings in any sense
whatever. I am not an anarchist nor have
I any sympathy with them or their teach
ings. —A. G. Moberg.
WEDNESDAY ETTSNTNG, SEPTEMBER 11, 1901.
MILE-A-MINUTE Ol* AN ALTO
"Sit tight," said Mr. Kdge.
"Hoch, hoch, hoch!" coughed the huge,
dark green machine, as if It were rehearsing
a greeting to the kaiser in Berlin, and with
a puff of petroleum and a farewell thump or
two on the stones behind it, the seventy
horse-power Napier hurtled down the long,
"How fast are we going?" I shouted.
"We are not going fast at all. We are
tooling along gently."
"But the speed?"
"O, about fifty miles an hour," said Mr.
Edge, carelessly, and smiled at my surprise.
We did not seem to be going very fast,
though the wind whistled sharply past my
ears and brought tears into my eyes. Then
a hill came at us, and leaped over the ma
chine. The illusion was so perfect that I
turned to look for it, and was nearly thrown
from my cushioned seat by a sudden jolt.
The Seine on one side of us and the trees
and houses on the other rushed past as they
seem to rush when looked at from an express
train, and the wind grew a little colder and
■blew harded. The leaves on the trees which
passed us were quite motionless. The auto
mobile grunted grumblingly, and Mr. Edge's
right foot pressed sympathetically down upon
the pace lever. "All right, old lady, off
with you," the look on his face said as clear
ly as if the words had been epoken aloud.
Mr. Edge treats his automobile like a fa
vorite mare, and It appreciates it. The great
mass of machinery sprang forward like a
greyhound from the leash, and the wind be
fore my face ceased to be wind at all and
became a thin sheet of ice, pressed close
against It. I had taken out my handkerchief
a moment before to wipe my streaming eyes,
but they were dry again and my handkerchief
•was being pressed against my mouth. It was
only with an effort that I could put it back
into my pocket.
"Sixty miles an hour!" shouted my com
panion. I could see that he had shouted the
words as loudly as he could, but his voice
came to me faint and weak, like the voice
of a man who had been very ill or like a
call from a long distance. "Now," said Mr.
Kdge, and pressed his right foot down upon
the lever once again. There had been a
steep down grade before us when he spoke;
but as I looked at it the road rushed up and
was swallowed by the Napier, which gave
a cough of satisfaction, like a giant who had
gulped a hearty meal and wanted more.
On we -went, still without the slightest
semblance of moving really fast, but with
that sheet of thin crumbling ice ever before
our faces, and the scenery scurrying past us.
Then a wonderful thing happened. Another
automobile, a small, red-painted Renault car,
appeared In front of us and vanished.
"Where is it?" I shrieked, believing for
the fraction of a second that we had crushed
the little car into the.ground. The mechan
ician, who sat crouching at our feet, looked
up and pointed to the road behind us. The
Renault was perched on the brow of the steep
hill which we had swallowed, and as I -won
dered how it had got up there it vanished,
and the gluttonous Napier had gulped down
another mile of road.
It is a -wonderful thing, this racing at full
pressure. Up to fifty, even sixty miles an
hour the pressure of the air is noticeable, but
It is not unpleasant. At sixty-five it makes
itself distinctly felt, and after that it be
ccmes oppressive, and I experienced the sen
sations -which I think a trout must feel as it
lies gasping by the brookside.
"Wough! Grrrgle!" said the automobile,
trying to get its second wind, and suddenly
uttered a loud, rasping cry like that of an
angry baby troubled by a pin. We slowed
down gradually and stopped as quickly as
we could. The Napier sweated heated petrol,
which made our eyes and nostrils tingle. Mr.
Edge and the mechanician, 'both with serious
faoes, jumped down and bent over the wheel.
I got out, too, stooped down to see what was
the matter, and inadvertently touched the
tire. It burned me. The Indian rubber was
hot almost to melting point.
The accident which had happened was a
slight one. A bolt had given la one of the
chains, and the chain had dragged. "At the
pace we were going," remarked Mr. Edge,
"in five minutes more the chain would have
cut the -woodwork of the wheel in two, solid
and seasoned qak though It is."
Another bolt put in, a slow run—in com-
parison—down to the nearest township, and
■we stopped once more to give the nervous
eyetem of the mare a rent—to cool the auto
mobile, I should say—and to give it a drink
of petrol. Eighteen gallons was the dose it
swallowed, and even then its tank could have
"Go on," said Mr. Edge. "Noooooo,"
groaned the great thing, peevishly, through
its electric coil, and then, like a peevish
child which has suddenly made up its mind
to be good after all, it snorted once or twice
and shouted "Bon!" in French. The "shout"
| was one loud explosion, which echoed like
a gunshot, and the automobile dashed for
ward with a leap into the air. Again we
rushed ahead, flying near the ground, it
seemed, rather than rolling on it, and bump
ing the road every now and then with a con
cussion which sent me up from my cushioned
barrel-shaped seat like a ball from a cup.
Buzzzzzz! Puff! Bang! We slowed down
again, and Mr. Edge invited me to stand on
terra flrma and -watch the Leviathan run past.
As the machine disappeared, leaving
wreaths of petroleum puffs and dust as a
farewell behind it, I noticed that terra was
less flrma than it had been before my drive.
The ground seemed to quiver underneath my
feet, and I could feel the rushing and the
bumping of the Napier In my very bones.
It hurt almost as I etood there; but in my
seat, going seventy-three miles an hour, I
had felt no sense of unduly rapid motion.
Good gracious! What *vas happening? The
huge machine rushed down the road toward
the place in which I stood like an express
train mad, and as It passed me It seemed to
leap with all four wheels up from the ground
and disappear into a cloud of dust and stones,
A little bird fell to the ground at my feet
Presently the dark green beast came back
again, its black radiator grinning in derision
at my nervousness. The shock of seeing it
go past at that terrific speed had been so
real that I could hardly gather courage to
climb into my seat again.
"Home," said Mr. Edge, laughing, and
slowly, at less than a mile a minute, we
dropped down into the Bois de Boulogne and
I shall always feel ashamed of mentioning
an automobile as "it" in future.
THE MUSIC OF GOD
The music of God! You can hear it every
where. Listen and you can hear It in the
whispering tree tops as they rustle In the
evening wind; you can hear it in the busy
bees and birds as they work the whole day
long among the sunny fields; you can hear
it in the inocent laughter of children as they
play and are happy; you can hear it in the
swishing of the growing grain; you can hear
it in the gurgling of the springs and tho
babbling of the mountain brooks, so fresh and
pure, as they make their first way to the Bea.
You can hear God's music in the thunder of
the storm and God's ceaseless anthem in the
ocean's waves breaking eternally on rock
ribbed shore. You can hear God's music
THE BOOK STAX.L.
It stands in a winding street,
iA quiet and restful nook,
Apart from the endless beat
Of the noisy heart of trade;
There's never a spot more cool
Of a hot midsummer day
By the brink of a forest pool,
Or the bank of a crystal brook
In the maple's breezy shade.
Than the book-stall old and gray.
Here are precious gems of thought
That were quarried long ago.
Some in vellum bound, and wrought
With letters and lines of gold;
Here are curious rows of "calf,"
And, perchance, an Elaevir;
Here are countless "mos" of chaff.
And a parchment folio,
Like leaves that are cracked with cold,
All puckered and brown and sear.
In every age and clime
■Live the monarchs of the brain;
And the lords of prose and rhyme,
Years after the long last sleep
Has come to the kings of earth
And their names have passed away.
Rule on through death and birth;
And the thrones of their domain
Are found where the shades are deep
In the book-stall old and gray.
Augusta, Ga., News.
Georgia is theatrical with striking oil. We
»111 have gushers enough when the guberna
orlfil candidates get out on the stump.
*«OT jm&P^" **' ?*y efes >v • Sargent
Copyright, 1901, by E. W. Sargent.
Twice the bulgier had warned those going
ashore that their time was short, and the
crowd on the upper deck of the Kaiser Wil
helm had thinned perceptibly. The port
rail was lined with passengers provided with
flags and gay-hued handkerchiefs for waving
farewell to their friends who ihronged the
end of the pier.
Yet amidship, at the head of the companion
way, a group of men still clustered round
Enid Ashburton and her aunt, Miss Winter.
Miss Ashburton had come up from the south
land eight months previous, and had taken
the northern city by storm. Attentions suffi
cient to turn any girl's head had been
showered upon her, but Miss Winter had
guarded her with jealous care. Particularly
had she warded off eager suitors.
"Wait, Enid, my dear," she had said in
warning tones, "until we've been abroad at
least once. See more of life and men. Don't
establish an ideal too quickly."
Enid had dutifully taken the advice to
heart, showing favor to no one ol her numer
ous admirers, so it happened that no less than
a dozen were waiting for a last word. Each
cursed his fellows, the bugler and the light
hearted throng. Each, hoping for a chance
for the last tender word which should be
cherished as the real farewell across the
ocean's leagues, was unwilling to move and
leave the field to another. The situation was
rapidly becoming tense, when Harry Bron
son set the example, and with a few well
chosen words, took himself off, the head of a
Just a hint of a frown appeared on Enid's
brow, as he bent, in perfunctory fashion,
over her hand. "Harry noted the frown with
a smile of triumph. As he descended the
stairs, he looked anything but desolate. His
jaunty carriage so increased the frown on
Miss Ashburton's face, that little Freddy
Henderson wondered what there had been in
his own blundering, harmless speech to
They were gone at last, and leaning over
the railing, Enid scanned the faces gazing
up from the pier. There were Henderson,
Smythe, Cullon, Dunbar and the rest, but no
sign of Bronson. Doubtless he was half
way to his office by this time, wrapped up
in stock reports and utterly unmindful that
the Kaiser Wilhelm was headed for the har
bor. Yet of all her admirers during the sea
son, he had been the most devoted, and it had
required all her finesse to prevent his making
the dreaded declaration. Many times he had
found his best manoeuvers flanked by the
sudden appearance of the kindergarten, as
he contemptuously termed the younger kld3
who worshiped Enid and who, in return, were
utilized by the girl to ward off older and more
The crowd on beck became silent as the city
line grew vague. Some were quietly crying.
Enid herself felt a suspicious moisture in
her eyes. A deep flush mounted to her
temples. Her aunt, everyone in the party,
must know that she cared nothing for New
York. Of course, they would guess the truth.
She turned abruptly, and stepped into the
In the furthest corner, safe from prying
eyes, Btood a tiny desk. She crossed her
arms upon it, her bead drooped lower and
lower, and the tears came unchecked. Not
since the day of her mother's death, ha-d
she felt so utterly alone in the bright, gay
world. Penitently she recalled certain pas
sages at arms, Bronson's futile efforts to tell
of his lore, and her skilful parrying. Had
it been done entirely in deference to her
aunt's wishes, or in a spirit of shere co
quetry? Perhaps he had tired of it all, and
his curt farewell had been the outward ex
pression of his disappointment in her. If
he had even tried to speak with her alone, or
there had been anything more than cool good
breeding in his last hand-clasp—Oh, if only
he were here now, how different—
She started guiltily as a light step sounded
on the stairs outside. It seemed almost as
if she had been thinking aloud and had taken
some stranger into her confidence. The steps
drew nearer. The stranger had not gone
on deck, but was coming round the gallery
Daily New York Letter
BUREAU OF THE JOURNAL,
No. 21 Park Row, New York.
The War on the Ti»er.
I Sept. 11.—Our contest for the mayoralty is
becoming interesting. The citizens' uuiou
at a regular meeting has selected the names
of four eminent and satisfactory men, any
one of whose candidacy could with propriety
be indorsed. The men are John De Witt
Warner, independent democrat; Seth, Low,
independent republican; George Foster Pea
body and George L. Rives, independent dem
ocrats. The men were selected in the order
named, which means that each of the men
received more affirmative than negative votes
on the question of his candidacy. All of the
m-en selected by the union are men in whom
the regular republicans would be willing to
unite, and the independent democrats would
accept any one except Seth Low. The presi
dent of Columbia seems to be in disfavor
among the democrats. One piece of work on
the part of the citizens' union was the rejec
tion of the name of Bird S. Coler as a possi
ble fusion candidate. Mr. Coler was uncere
moniously turned down. The nomination of
a strong man is likely, one on whom all caa
unite, and this will give Tammany the hard
est kind of a fight. It now looks like any
thing but a walkover for the tiger.
Grand Central Station Change*.
Far-reaching influence will be felt by real
estate In and out of the city when the pro
posed improvements at the Grand Central sta
tion are completed and the smoke nuisance
is finally abated. Substitution of electricity
for steam in the side tunnels and in the
handling of the enormous suburban traffic
of the lines using the Grand Central station
will alone do much toward making large
tracts of hitherto unavailable land habitable
by furnishing adequate and comfortable train
service winter and summer. The buildingiof
a va3t underground station for the suburban
traffic, as outlined in a published interview
with Senator Chauncey M. Depew, will ac
commodate for some years the Increased traf
fic that the betterment of the tunnel will be
sure to bring. Officials of the New York
Central road have been wrestling with the
problem for years, but the engineering diffi
culties are so great and the disturbance of
traffic that already overtaxes inadequate fa
cilities would be- so injurious that existing
improvements have been made to do work far
beyond what was planned for them. Elimina
tion of the smoke and noise of the train ser
vice through the tunnel -will be a distinct
boon, to the residents along Park avenue. In
expectation of some suoh move on the part of
the railroad company, speculative builders
have already been remodeling old buildings
In the short blocks between Madison and the
Betting- Story a Fake.
Had Walter J. Kingsley stuck to his tale
of betting $150,000 to $250,000 on the yacht race
while coming over in the Deutsehland, it
would have gone through in some good sort
of shape, but now the story Is branded as a
pure "fake" and Mr. Kingeley admits such
to be the fact. When Mr. Kingsley left Lon
don for New York to represent the London
Express at the yacht races, he started a ru
mor that he was carrying much English
money to bet the Shamrock 11. While
crossing he concocted a story with some
wealthy Pittsburg men to the effect that he
had bet $150,000 belonging to his English
principals against $250,000 of the Pittsburg
men. When the liner reached port the atory
was circulated, and soon Mr. Kingsley was
the biggest man In town, whole pages being
devoted in the papers to his bets. Then
came the Insinuations of "fake," and finally
the London newspaper man owned up that
he had simply been playing a joke.' As a
matter of fact, Mr. Kingsley put some of his
New York newspaper friends "wise" as soon
as he landed.
A. Military Funeral.
Broadway is not used to the sight of a mili
tary funeral, especially not lower Broadway,
In the banking district, over which the spire
of Trinity oasts Its shadow. So Broadway
there was all the more impressed by the sight
•of the solemn procession seen last week,
i when eervlce* were held in Trinity over the
( Witk CUPID
By EFES'W . 'ARWMT
leading to the library. Hastily drying h«r
eyes, she rose, gave a great gasp, and then
dropped back into her chair. A figure stood
in the doorway so like Bronson's that she
thought it some trick of her tired, nervous
brain. She clutched the desk to steady her
self, but there was no question about the
voice. That was real, and it was Bronson's.
She gave a ghid little cry and held out her
hand. He took it in both of his.
"Miss Ashburton—Enid—forgive me—but I
wanted to be the last to say good-bye—even
if I had to—. Well, I couldn't talk with that
kindergarten about. I've been trying to get
a moment alone with you for weeks, but
you've always had the little fellows about
aa fenders. They are all behind now. I
counted 'em on the dock as we slid by. I
gave them thtir chance, and now I want
Enid, through force of habit, looked round
helplessly for some avenue of escape.
"Don't look so desperate," Bronson mur
mured whimsically. "I'm not crazy—at least
not in the way you think. But I am very,
very much in love with you, and I think you
love me—a little." He ignored her gesture
of protest. "I loved you from the moment
I met you, but your aunt has fllle'l your
head with this notion that you ought to have
your fling before considering even an engage
ment. Enid, If you love me half as much as
I love you, you wouldn't keep me waiting
till you've stuoied the genus man as he is In
Europe. And I love you too well to let you
go over to Europe and buy a title just be
cause some silly women tell you It's the
proper caper. *
"Maybe you don't know that you love me.
The social pace has been so fast you haven't
had time to think. In ten minutes they will
put off the pilot. It's my last chance to go
ashore. Do I go with him, or do I proceed
to Europe as your fiance?"
For the first time he looked straight into
her eyes, to meet an expression he bad never
spen there before. He held out his arms, an-d
when he raised his head again he whispered
"You do leve me, sweetheart, and now—
you know it."
She looked up, her face aglow.
"I knew it when you said good-bye—so—so
He held her close and murmured something
tjiat made her start back suddenly.
"Oh, you impetuous boy'"
"Do," he urged. "I have captured you
fairly and above board'"
She glanced shyly into his strong, eager
face. Then she smiled saucily.
"Indeed, sir, it's a good thing for you
that we are still in sight of land, or this
would be piracy on the high seas. Still—aa
you insist—and only for that reason, why—"
her voice faltered and her glaace fell. "It
happens that Aunt Beth's favorite clergyman
Is on board, and If you are set upon saving
expenses and making this our honeymoon
Another kiss checked the laughing words.
Bronson's eyes were dancing with mischief,
and he spoke incautiously.
"Yes, I know he's on board. Fact is, I paid
his passage with the proceeds of a little
haul I made last week on the street. I
thought he needed the vacation, and I had
an idea he might come In handy. You see I
am a moral pirate. I believe in carrying a
Enid pulled herself free.
"Do you presume to tell me you were so
sure as that?" she demanded. There was a
flash of the old spirit. Th« battle had been
too easily won.
"My dear, I did not presume," he said
humbly. "Doctor Burton know 3 nothing—of
this. It was simply by the force of my great
love that I hoped to win, and with cupid and
The vessel was slowing up for the departure
of the pilot Bronson turned nervously, but
a hand was laid gently on his arm, and a
tender voice whispered:
"With cupid and a chapiain! Oh. the com
bination Is too strong. Will—will you tell
Aunt Beth? I can't."
So the pilot went back alone.
body of the late Brigadier General WttHwn
Ludlow, U. S. A. The solemn procession in
which was the gun carriage bearing the coffin
with the flag and chapeau, moved down the
busy street at its busiest time of the day,
but all business was suspended and the thou
sands who gathered stood with bared hea'is
as it passed. There were hundreds of police,
but they were not needed to keep order. There
were also many commands as military escort,
with the band from the Governor's island
post. After the service, when the bugler,
standing beside the bier at the chancel en
trance, sounded '•taps," the clear notes float
ed out through the open windows to Broad
way, where the troops were drawn up in a
long, double line, and where all traffics had
been stopped. A strange stillness fell over
the busy center of the city, and its effect was
felt all the rest of the day.
It is said on high authority that a plan for
a union of the Gould-Rockefeller Southwest
ern railroad system is under consideration,
and that Mr. Gould and Mr. Rockefeller are
working in harmony in the matter. Mr.
Rockefeller is a heavy stockholder in the Mis
souri Pacific, and controls the Missouri, Kan
sas & Texas. Just how soon the consolidation
will be consummated, and just what shape it
will take and what roads It will include, is
not disclosed, but that the powers that be
are working on the scheme there is no doubt.
New York Tires of Carrie Nation.
New York is thoroughly disgusted with
Carrie Nation. Even Mrs. Grannlß and the
other reformers have passed her by and will
have nothing to do with her. Carrie seems "o
take just as much delight out of Coney Islan-2
as does the average person. She has put la
two days down there. Most of her time has
been spent on the merry-go-rounds, tie scen
ic railroads and similar places of amusement.
Then she made a sideshow attraction of her
self, sold her pictures, and -when interest
lagged, tried to persuade some women to go
on a "hatchet" trip with her. This they all
had more sense than to do, bo Carrie werl
in bathing and furnished a whole lot of
amusement to every one in the-surf. On the
steamer going down to the island Mrs. Na
tion tried to upset whisky bottles in the bar.
The captain took her by the shoulder and
quietly informed her that if she "got gay"'
he would lock her up In the hold. Then
Carrie sat down, and became as meek m a
CAX THIS MEAN ELMERADAMI
Kansas City Journal.
"Sam Dysart, who used to practice law up
In o-ur county, was one of the most original
men I ever met," remarked Judge Nat M.
Shelton to a few friends, among -whom was a
newspaper man, in Macon the other day.
"When he left Schuyler county he went to
Phoenix, Ariz., and engaged in his profession.
A friend of mine, Mr. Graham, owned eomo
property In Ottervllle county, Minn., which
he was desirous of trading. He wrote Dysart
a glowing descriptive letter about It and of
fered him such Inducements as might be cal
culated to appeal to an enterprising man any
where. In a few months Dysart's reply
came. It seems lie had been up to Ottervills
county. The letter read about like this: 'Dear
Oraham—Yours in reference to Otterrllle
county land received. I have investigated
pretty thoroughly your offering and am now
sitting on a redhot stove trying to thaw out.
I will say this as a sort of testimonial to your
land, however: The reason the Almighty
didn't locate the north pole In Ottea-ville
county was because the ground -was frozen so
hard the pole couldn't be driven into It. Tou
are at liberty to use my name in this con
nection If it will be of any service to you In
helping you to dispose of your Minnesota gla
Carried Too Far.
• Washington Post.
We have "protected" ourselves to such an
extent that Englishmen are able to buy Amer
ican-made steel rods $9 per ton c&eaper thfl n
they can be had in this country.
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