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1DQ&PIELD. 8. C.
BIRDS AND THEIR ENEMIES.
A recent report of the United States
bureau of entomology constitutes one
or tho strongest arguments imagina
ble npon the absolute economic folly
cf exterminating America's bird life.
This country, says a bureau expert,
iscfVrs each year through Insects a
-oss aggregating 51,200,OOO,O??; ro
dents cost us $200,000,000; weeds
more than S400.000.000. These are
staggering figurer, indeed. They need
not be minutely accurate to point a
moral aa obvious as it ls important.
Every thinking person knows they
-ar? near enough the truth to make
the warning significant In nature's
Jaie balance of living agencies the
?rds found their largest utility in
keeping the Insect pests of mankind
in subjection. Not all birds eat in
sects, but most do. Others destroy
rodents, and many eat the seeds of
weens. It was a fine scheme of econ
omy nature had. Man in his cruel
blindness has upset the balance. He
has made plumage fashionable for
hats and glorified bird dinners. Even
pot-hunting has been winked at. A
policy widely recognized as indefensi
ble has been followed for years.
America foots the bill for her own in
difference. The first punishment ls
visited upon the farmers, but its ef
fects are felt by every family in the
The rapid transmission of news
among Kaffirs and Hottentots is a
mystery which even Mr. Rider Hag
gard is unable to solve. Mr. Haggard
was at Pretoria in 1879, at the time?
of the battle of Isaudblwaua. Twelve
hours after the- disaster an old Hot
tentot washerwoman told him that
Cetawayo had defeated the British
troops, and gave details of the fight.
So impressed was Mr. Haggard that
he reported the information to his of
ficial superior. The British o?clal
pointed out that lt was impossible for
the news to be true, as Isandhlwana
was 192 miles from Pretoria, and no
telegraphic or railway communication
existed between the two places. On
the following day official confirmation
of the disaster was brought by mount
ed messengers, who were dispatched
immediately after the battle and trav
eled at top- speed all the way. Yet
the natives won by twenty hours, and
the washerwoman's story was true in
The Assertion that cats are necessary
in bakeries is supported by wide ob
servation and by the judgment of high
practical and scientific authorities in
*H -parts of the world. Rats are
J^sJks. and no better antidote for them
"*fhan cats has ever been found. Poison
win not do-especially in a bakery,
where the smell of the poisoned rats
coming from the holes into wbUh
they had retreated to die would cor
rupt the air and the bread, lt ls
captious criticism that would object to
bakers keeping cats.
Dr. Hastings, the Toronto medical
health officer, complains that only
about 23 per cent, of the 500 cattle
killed for consumption weekly in that
city are inspected, and that an aver
age of 55 diseased animals a week are
?old for food. A Canadian govern
ment analyst asserts that for the last
third of a century the pepper used in
Canada has been adulterated 40 per
cent We are doing better than Can
ada In some things.
How interesting lt would be to stu
dents of mechanics as well as to stu
dents of history to see the first steam
boat in which Fulton took passengers
on the Hudson in 1807. By preserving
In the National y iseum at Washing
ton the first flying machine purchased
from the Wrights for the war depart
ment, the government ls providing a
treat for students in centuries to
We are Informed that an easterner
whose best girl gave him the frigid
mitt has gone insane. We have
often heard of people who went crazy
We fail to understand why some
people are so badly stung by the avia
tion bug when aU the delights and
dangers of the game may be experi
enced on a roller coaster.
The policemen of Lynn, Mass., are
te be armed with clubs made of paper.
These will logically go with paper san
itary drinking cups.
Boston highbrows are trying to de
termine whether "been" should be
pronounced "bin" or "bean." If they
?re patriotic Bostonians the bean will
win in a walk.
A woman of eighty in a Connecticut
town captured and held a burglar un
til help came. Here ls the first knock
out blow for the age limit
Advice to the aeroplane operator:
lt ls evident that the excuse of the
ancient Adam, who all men have yet
ha them, has not outgrown its force
"H was all the woman's fault"
At any rate, the man who said ht>
eould swim across the Atlantic
achieved his ambition. He get bis
.cutae in the papers.
Some persons have to be satisfied
with a Reno divorce, because lt ls tho
?est they can get
Harry Bwifton Is expecting a visit from
his fiancee, Lucy Meddere, a Quakerest?
whom he met In the country. His auto
crashes into another machine containing
a beautiful woman and a German count
The woman's hat li ruined and Harry
escapes. His sister. Caroline, arrives al;
his home to play hostess. Socrates Prim
mer, cousin of. Lucy's, arrives with a
hat intended as a present for Lucy. Har
ry 1? trailed to his home by the Count
and Mrs. Gen. Blares, who demands her
? hat. a duplicate of whloh she. says has
I been delivered at Harry's house. She is
in great fear lest her husband hear of
her escapade. Lucy Medders and her
father arrive and the count ls hidden In
one room and Mrs. Blazes In another.
Harry ls forced to do some fancy lying to
keep Lucy from discovering the presence
of the woman. The milliner, Daphne Dar
lington, who proves to be an old flame of
Harry's, arrives to trace the missing du
plicate hat and more complications en
sue. Daphne is hustled into the room oc
cupied by the Count The latter, with
whom Daphne had flirted at one time,
demandi the return of a ring he had
Sven her on that occasion. She tells him
lat she gave the ring to General Blares.
As the Count had also given Mrs. Blazes
a duplicate of the ring ne becomes some
what excited. Daphne leaves the room
and seeks refuge in the one occupied by
Mrs. Blazes. Mr. Medder discovers th?
Count, who is Introduced as Harry's Ger
"And art thee a teacher of Ger
man?" Lucy asked, artlessly, of the
Count Before he could reply. Harry
"Yes, he's a German teacher of Ger
man German. Ha, ha! Good Joke,
He nudged the Count In the ribs, to
that gentleman's discomfiture.
"He Iss alvays choking ven he
should be learning," the Count grave
ly informed Lucy.
"Has he learned much?" Lucy want
ed to know.
"He has a lot to learn yet," the
Count replied, with significance that
was not lost on Harry.
"Oh, Harry!" Lucy cried, clapping
her hands together delightedly. "WDf.
thee speak some German for me?
"Sure. I'll wilt" Harry smiled, "ich
"Is that good German?" Lucy asked
"Very fine," the Count assured her.
"He iss a qu'ck scholar-he iss-vat
"What does that mean-wbat\ he
said?" Lucy asked.
"It isa not for me, hiss tutor, to
translate for him. Later, he viii tell
you vat it means, I know," the Count
"What was thy last lesson about,
Harry," asked Mr. Medders. "Was
it some passage from the German
masters, or a chapter of history, per
"What was our last lesson about?"
Harry asked the Count.
"It vas reading writing," the Count
"Reading and writing, you mean?"
"No, no. Reading vritlng. I am
writing der reading und den he iss
reading der writing."
Harry saw that the Counf had some
plan in bis mind, but what it might be
he could not imagine. However, he
willingly lent himself to forward it
"He means that he would write
something and then I would try to
read it," he said. Mr. Medders nodded
gravely; to him it appeared to be a
very good plan. Lucy, with great in
"Oh, write something in German
now, then-it must be awfully hard to
write in German, isn't it?-and then
thee let Harry read lt"
So the .Count tore the fly leaf from
the book in his hand and solemnly
wrote thereon the line:
"Find die dame ihr hut?"
He handed the sheet to Harry, who
assumed the painfully awkward posi
tion of a schoolboy and laboredly read
the line, with an atrocious mispronun
ciation of almost every word. The
Count smiled, and took the paper
from him, saying:
"You see, be has der Cherman ac
cent, but not yet der Cherman vords.
Der line is: 'Find ?ta dame ihr hut?'
It Iss a question, you see, unt iss to
be answered yet"
"Oh, and what does it mean in Eng
lish?" Lucy asked.
'lt means," the Count said, with
much significance, and speaking with
great deliberation and emphasis, "lt
means: 'Did the lady find her hat?' "
"Did the lady find her hat?" Lucy
repeated after him.
"Not yet!" Harry said, absent
"Ah," tfie Count said, smiling, "Noch
"Of course! Of course!" Harry said,
as though being corrected in his pro
nunciation. "Nock nit."
The Count nodded his head with
"Some day he viii be a great Cher
man scholar-some day," he asserted.
Harry beamed with pride-and
amusement Mr. Medders observed to
"Verily, thy tutor must be a learned
"He reads nothing but the classics,"
Harry replied. "You'll always find him
In the library. He's dying to get back'
there now, I expect"
"And no doubt that is a classic he
bath in his hand even at this mo
ment." Medders said.
"I've no doubt," said Harry, taking
the book from the Count's hand and
glancing at the title, which was
'Three Weeks." "Ah, it ls an old
treatise on the brevity of time."
He tossed the book into the library,
"Now, I don't want to have to think
of any more German today. This ls
to be a real holiday, Count, and I re
fuse to study any more."
*I think thee art doing a great
work," Lucy said to the Count, "to
teach Harry German. It is fine that
he hath thee for a tutor. How did
thee happen to be engaged by him 7"
"Merely by accident," the Count an
-Yes," Harry added, "through a
mt re accident"
TJif PJLAY ?Y
Harry felt that there was nothing
he could do which would suddenly
show his gratitude to the Count. 1
Everything was straightening out
nicely. To git rid of the Count would
be simple. As his German tutor,
what could be more natural than for
the Count to put on his hat and walk
away? And then there was the quick
manner in which the Count had rah
lied to his support Evidently, in
spite of his grievance, the Count was
a man who would not stand or sit
Idly by and see a fellow' man suffer
because of a mistake, or a combina
tion of mistakes.
With a quiet wink to the Count,
Harry Bald to Lucy and her father:
"I want to take you around the
grounds a bit, now. Count von Fitz
will excuse us, I know." /
"Most certainly," the Count replied,
grandly. "Und I viii pursue my
But more noise was heard from the
hallway, and Harry flinched. He
could not imagine what further trou
ble fate had in store for him, but he
had experienced so much in this brief
time, and bis nerves were on such a
wire edge, that be knew any unusual
noise meant trouble, and any unusual
silence might mean worse.
"What can lt be?" Lucy asked in
"Let us go and see," Medders said.
They were saved the effort, for Car
olyn came running in, her eyes big
with alarm, and her face white with
fright. She rushed to Harry and
clung to him.
"Oh, Harry!" she cried. "That ter
rible old General!"
"Gott!" the Count exclaimed, turn
ing toward the library. "He haas dis
"What is It, Carolyn? What about
tho General?" asked Harry.
"There, there, my girl," soothed Mr.
Medders. "Calm thyself."
"Do tell us what has frightened
thee," Lucy begged, taking Carolyn's
hand in hers and patting lt
"General Blazes," Carolyn said,
"He Has a Lol
straightening herself up and catching
her breath. "General Blazes is com
ing, and he swears he will do desper
ate things, .Harry. Oh, I am so
The deep voice of the General
boomed from the hall.
vWhere is she?" he shouted.
"Where is she? I want my wife,'I tell
Harry waited until the General had
run out of breath ; this procedure also
allowing him to collect his wits. ^Then
"Why, General, what In the world Is
"Everything's wrong! You're a scam
doundrel; Fm a fam dool! My wife
Is a ficked wi rt-I mean a wicked
"It's coming In bunches," Harry
thought to himself. He determined
that, even though the General had
reason to believe his wife was in the
house, he would affect to misunder
stand him and thus disarm him.
"Why, General," he said, "you're
"You bet I'm excited!" the General
yelled, shaking his cane In the air,
while Lucy and Carolyn shuddered
and held each other tight, behind Mr.
Medders, and the Count stood ready
to jump into the library if the fury
of the General should be directed at
"You bet I'm excited. I'm as loozy
as a crane-I mean crazy as a loon.
I want my wife, I tell you. Where ls
, "Well, General." Harry replied stir
fly, "I'm not running a guessing con
test, you know."
"None of you nam donsense! You
know where my wife is."
Mr. Medders stepped forward w'ti
his hand raised to calm the Gene? :,
and, speaking to Harry, asked;
"Knowc?t toou aught ot his wiro.
"I don't know what can be the
matter with him," Harry evaded.
The Count sidled toward the door
into the hall, saying meekly:
"I think I am going, now."
The General stopped him with a
flourish of his cane, and shouted:
"You stay right here! You may
know something of this."
Lucy now found a chance to ask
"What is it the man sayeth of thee,
Harry?" she asked.
Before Harry could reply to. her the
"Has my wife been here today?"
"I can answer for bim," Lucy re
plied, gently. "No strange woman
has been here.
The General looked puzzled. He
took off his hat, tucked his cane under
his arm, and mopped his brow.
"That/s remarkable," he said. "My
wile telephoned from this house not
half an hour ago. They told me so at
the millinery store down the street.
I stopped there to Inquire for her."
' They must have been mistaken,"
Harry said. "It ls just possible that
they had the number mixed. I don't
believe they even know who we are
here. We don't deal with ?hem."
"Well, Harry," the General said,
slowly, looking from one to the other
of the faces before him, and realizing
that h? had been in error. "I'm sorry
I made such an ass of myself. You
don't know what it is to be worried
about a wife-yet You'll pardon me,
"Why, certainly, General," Harry
said, grasping his outstretched hand.
"Let bygones be bygones and ail that.
I know how you feel. I've been wor
ried once or twice myself-but not
about a wife."
"Well, my boy, your time will
come," sagely promised the General..
"I trust the ladies will pardon me, and
you gentlemen, also."
Lucy and Carolyn, Mr. Medders and
the Count cheerfully forgave him and
ne started out, when-Oh, luckless
fate!-from the room where Daphne
and Mrs. Blazes waited, came a
sneeze. It was not a stifled sneeze, lt
was not -a weak, apologetic sneeze
it was a big, whole-souled sneeze
sneeze that told by. its very sound
that it had been held back as long as
^possible and was glad to be given its
liberty! The General flamed into
wrath, and whirled on his heel to con
"Ha!" he exclaimed. "My wife's
own sneeze! I'd know it among a
million. - I'd recognize her sneeze In
the midst of a battle. It's no use to
to Learn Yet."
bamboozle me. My wife is In there!''
He leveled.his cane at the door at
thought about to fire a volley througH
the panels. Harry clutched a chal?
back to steady himself.
Mr. Medders came over to Harry
slowly, waving a hand at the General
to Inform him that he would take
charge of the case from now on.
"Harry," he said, seriously. "What
does this mean?"
"I don't know," Harry replied. 'Tm
guessing, just as much as anybodj
"Thee would not let me look la
there!" Lucy said, accusingly.
"Oh, Harry!" Carolyn wept
The Count chewed his mustach?
The General's eyes were now bia?
lng. He awaited the denouement.
Harry looked at them all. Sav?
Carolyn he could find no sympathy
Suddenly he reflected that, after all
he was blameless. He would opeo
the door, allow Mrs. Blazes to com?
out, and throw himself on Lucy'?
mercy. He stepped to the door,
yanked it open, and
With a complacent smile out
stepped Daphne Dafflngton.
"That is not my wife!" shouted th?
"It seems impossible to escape you
my dear General," Daphne sold sweet
ly. She swept out with as rauct
grandeur as she could muster-am
Daphne could muster a plenty.
Disgusted' with himself, the Genera
whirled about and stamped away.
"I told him his wife wasn't here.'
Harry said, turning to Lucy. But sh
was weeping In her father's armr
while Carolyn was huddled on a couc'
crying. The Count stepped up ?
"I get you out of dis yet!" he sa'
(TO BE CONTINUED.)
LABC:i GIVES ITS APPROVAL
Powerful American Federation Cordi
ally Joins in Fight Against
Spread of Tuberculosis.
Direct approval of the campaign for
the sale of Red Cross seals has been
given by the American Federation of
Labor, according to an announcement
by the National Association for the
Study and Prevention of Tuberculo
sis. At the last annual convention of
the American Federation of Labor a
resolution was adopted calling on all
the members of the Federation to
further the sale as much as possible.
The resolution reads as follows:
"Whereas, The American Federa
tion of Labor has In every possible
way aided the movement for the
study and prevention of tuberculosis
throughout the United States and
"Whereas, The American National
Red Cross has been in the past and is
now making an especial effort,
through the sale of Red Cross Christ
mas seals, to secure funds to carry
on the war against'tuberculosis, and
by means of the funds raised in this
manner has been able to do much ef
fective work in this direction, there
fore, be it
"Resolved, That the American Fed
eration of Labor give Its endorse
ment to the movement of the Amer
ican National Red Cross, and encour
age its members to further In every
reasonable way the sale of these seals
In their respective communities."
Porcupines are g;od climbers, and
when unable to get enough apples
wind-blown to the ground, swarm a
tree and cut down the finest bearing
limbs as quickly and neatly as a beav
er can sever the trunk of a young
hemlock. Besides that, when other
food is scarce they nibble the bark
off young apple trees, and can destroy
a newly planted orchard in a short
time. They also are a great enemy to
the young spruce, but why they cut
them is a mystery, as it is not found
that they even eat the tenderest
Death Bed Jest.
Among what may be called death
bed jests, that of the Rev. James Guth
rie of Stirling, one of the Covenanter
martyrs, deserves a high place. Lord
Guthries recalls the story in "From a
Northern Window." Mr. Guthries was
executed at the Cross in thc High
street. Edinburgh. The night before
he asked for cheese for supper. His
friends wondered, for Che physicians
had forbidden him to eat cheese. But
he said, with a smile, "I am now be
yond the hazard of all earthly dis
eases."-Uncle Remus' Magazine.
The Humor of lt.
Stella-Were you shopping today?
Bella-Yes, I got some things to ex
The big coffee trust, made
growers and American importers,
various ?tactics to boost the price i
more money from the people.
Always the man who is tryi
money out of the public pocket, o:
hates the man who blocks thc gai
Now comes a plaintive bleat
The Journal of Commerce late
ring circular has just been issu
?rade." The article further, says
"The coffee world is discussii
the future of coffee as a result
of miseducation carried on by 1
people. We have before us a Iel
the largest roasters in the South
be done to counteract the work
"The matter should have be
the Brazilian Gov't when they
their beautiful valorization scher
Then the article proceeds to de
nounce Postum and works Into a
fine frenzy, because we have pub
lished facts regarding the effect of
coffee on some people.
. The harrowing tale goes on.
"Where a few years ago every
body drank coffee, several cups a
dey, now we find in every walk in
lifo people who imagine they can
not drink it. (The underscoring is
ours.) Burly blacksmiths, carpen
ters, laborers and athletes have dis
continued or cut down the use of
coffee; as there is not a person
who reads this and will not be able
to find the same conditions existing
among his own circle of acquaint
ances, is it not well for the Brazil
ians to sit up and take notice?"
Isn't it Curious these "bur
ly" strong men should pick out cof
fee to "imagine" about? Why not
"imagine" that regular doses of
whiskey are harmful, or daily slugs
If "Imagination" makes the caf
feine in coffee clog the liver, de
press the heart, and steadily tear
down the n?rvous system, bringing
on one or more of the dozens of
types of diseases whiclv follow
broken-down nervous systems,
many people don't know it.
But It remained for the man who
has coffee, morphine or whiskey
to sell, to have the supreme nerve
to say: "You only imagine your
disorders. Keep on buying from
Have you weak heart, dizzy feelings, oppressed
breathing after meals P Or do yon experience pain
over the heart, shortness of breath on going up-stain*
and the many distressing symptoms which indicate
poor circulation and bad blood P A heart tonic,
blood and body-builder that has stood the test of
over 40 years of cares is
Dr. Pierce's Golden Medical Discovery
The heart becomes regular as clock-work. The red
blood corpuscles are increased in number-and the
nerves in turn are well fed. The arteries ore filled
with good rich blood. That ts why nervous debility,,
irritability, fainting spells, disappear and ore over* .'.
come by this alterative extract of m?ti*i"al roots
put up by Dr. Pierce without the ase of alcohol.
Ask your neighbor. Many have been cored of
scrofulous conditions, ulcers, "fever-sores," white swellings, etc, by taking
Dr. Pierce's Discovery. Just the refreshing .and vitalizing tonie needed for ?
excessive tissue waste, in convalescence from fevers or for run-down, anemic,
thin-blooded people. Stick to this safe and sane remedy and refuse all " jost
as good " kinds offered by the dealer who is looking for a larger profit. Node
ing will do you half aa much good ss Dr. Pierce's Golden Medical Discovery.
In every cold weather emergency yoe need a Perfection
Smokeless Oil Heater. Is your bedroom cold when you dress
or undress? Do your water pipes freeze in the cellar? Is st
chilly when the wind whistles around the exposed corners of
A Perfection Smokeless Oil Heater brings complete cern
fort. _ Caa be carried anywhere. Always ready for nae
glowing heat from the minute it is lighted.
Asl yow dealer to iiW you a Perfection Suckele? O? Hearer; cr
wnte for datcriptira ckcolar ta tay treacy of
Standard Oil Company
Caroline-She may be a gossip, but
I believe she tells the truth.
Pauline-My dear, the truth is fre
quently the worst form of gossip imag
Senator Lotsmaun-Who ls this Mc
Chunkerson that wants a consulship,
and what claim has he on me for a
Private Secretary-He says he's the
only man who hasn't been mentioned
as a candidate for governor of Illi
JUST BEFORE THE TROUBLE
How Could the Listener Know What
His Friend Was Trying
If any man ever admired his wife,
that man was Howler. And when the
Fitzboodles asked Mrs. Howler to get
up and sing, "There Is a Garden in
My Face," the husband glowed with
No matter that she had a face like
a hippopotamus and a voice like an
elephant, he sat beaming as she sang,]
and could not refrain from bending
over to his neighbor and whispering:
"Don't you think my fife's got a fine j
"What?" said his neighbor, who|
was a little deaf.
"Don't you think my wife has got
fine voice?" repeated Howler.
"Don't you think my wifa's got
fine voice?" reared Howler.
"Sorry!" returned the neighbor
shaking his head. "Can't hear a word
you say. That awful woman ove|
there is making Ruch a rrightfu! ro
The Happier Age.
The Bronzp Age man chuckled.
"If I was steel, I suppose they woul^
dissolve me," he cried.
Herewith he rejoiced he didn't liva1
jet a Slap
up of Brazilian
has been trying
of coffee and get
ng to dig extra
n a combination,
from the "exas
>ly said : "A stir
ed, to the coffee
ig what is to be
of the campaign
the cereal coffee
tter from one of'
asking what can
of the enemies
en taken up by
Let us continue to quote from his
"Notwithstanding the enormous
Increase In population during the
past three years, coffee shows an
appalling decrease in consumption."
Then follows a tiresome lot of
statistics which wind up by show
ing a decrease of consumption in
two years of, in round figures, two
hundred million pounds.
Here we see the cause for the at
tacks on us and the Brazilian
sneers at Americans who prefer to
use a healthful, home-made break
fast drink and incidentally keep the
money in America, rather than
send the millions to Brazil and pay
for an article that chemists class
among the drugs and not among
Will the reader please remem
ber, we never announce that coffee
"hurts all people."
Some persons seem to have ex
cess vitality enough to use coffee,
tobacco and whiskey for years and
apparently be none the worse, but
the number is small, and when a
sensible man or woman finds an ar
ticle acts harmfully they exercise
some degree of intelligence by
We quote again from the article:
"These figures 'are paralyzing
but correct, being taken from
Leech's statistics, recognized as
the most reliable."
. . ? * *
This is one of the highest com
pliments ever paid to the level-head
ed, common sense of Americans
who cut off about two hundred mil
lion pounds of coffee when they
found by actual experiment (in the
majority of cases) that the subtle
drug caffeine, in coffee, worked dis
comfort and varying forms of dis
Some people haven't the charac
ter to stop a habit when they know
it is killing them, but it is easy
to shift from coffee to Postum, for,
when made according to directions,
it comes to table a cur of beverage,
seal brown color, vhich turns to
rich golden brown when cream is
added, and the taste is very like
the milder grades of Old Gov*t Java.
Postum is a veritable food-drink
and highly nourishing, containing
all the parts of wheat carefully pre
pared to which is added about ten
per cent of New Orleans molasses,
and thai Is absolutely all that
Postum is made of.
Thousands of visitors to the pura
food factories see the ingredients
and how prepared. Every nook'
and corner is open for every visit
or to carefully inspect' Crowds
come daily and seem to enjoy it.
"There's a Reason"
PoGtum Cereal Company, Limited
Battle Creek, Michigan