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QUEER TRIO OF BIRDS
TRUMPITER, SECRETARY AND
KAMICHI ALL USEFUL.
Feathered Destroyers of Snakes
Soorpions and Other Noxious Crea
tures That infest South Amer.
lea and Southern Afrioa.
The trumpeter bird is the ragpickea
of the woods and swamps of Guiana
where he is always at work at hii
trade, with his stomach for a pact
and his bill for a book. He performs
a most useful but most extraordinarl
service, devouring a perfect multitude
of snakes, frogs, scorpions, spiders, liz
ards and the like creatures. But this
terrible bird can be made perfectlj
On the Guiana plantations he may be
seen fraternizing with the chickens,
ducks and turkeys, accompanying them
In their walks, defending them from
their enemies, separating quarrelers
with strokes of his bill, sustaining the
p'oung and the feeble and waking the
echoes with his trumpet while he
brings home his flock at night.
The trumpeter is as handsome as he
is useful. Noble and haughty in his
aspect, he raises himself up on his
gong, yellow gaitered legs and seems
to say, "I am the trumpeter, the
scourge of the reptiles and the pro
tector of the flocks."
In southern Africa there is another
great exterminator of reptiles, the
snake eater, or secretary bird, a mag
nificent creature that attacks the
largest serpents, making a shield cf
his wings and a sword of his beak.
The name of "secretary bird" is de
rived from the plumes projecting
backward from its head, which look
like quill pens carried behind one's
In South America, in the very neigh.
borhood of the trumpeter's home, there
lives the Kamichi or Kamiki, which
wears a sharp horn projecting from
its forehead and a murderous spur
upon each of its wings. With these
three weapons the serpents that he at
tacks are powerless against him and
are easily put to death.
The secretary bird, the Kamiohi and
the trumpeter form a valiant and use
Aul trio. The trumpeter has two mer
its above the others-the ease with
which he can be domesticated and his
The natives have a saying that he
has swallowed a cornet. Whether
promenading or war making, he fills
the air with his trumpet calls, and at
the sound of his voice of brass the
reptiles take to flight.
The Turkish Army.
Every Mahammedan subject in
Turkey is liable to service, and re
mains liable for 25 years. At 21 the
young Turk enters the active army,
the Nizam, and remains in it for three
pears. He must serve six years in
the reserve, called the Tchtrad, and
after this he remains nine years in
the army reserve, called the Redif,
twhich resembles the German Land
wehr. This reserve has a second line
.ealled the Mustafis, in which the cit
Isen liable to service is finally en
Every year produces about 100,000
men liable to service and of this num
ber 70,000 are enrolled as recruits.
The remainder, that is to say, the
least effective, are given drill, and
they may perhaps be compared with
the extra reservists of the first class
In Germany, They finally find their
way into the Redif. Altogether, Tur
key can place a million men in the
Seld, and as far as material is con
cerned, German officers who have in
structed Turkish troops declare that
there is not an army in the world that
would not rejoice to get such men.
Then Healy Decided He Had Enough.
Marty Healy, who plays the part of
Ieff in the musical comedy of "Mutt
ýnd Jeff," is quite an enthusiastic au
tomobilist. In fact, every chance he
gets finds him in his car speeding up
some country road. The other day he
was arrested in a small village for
speeding and brought up before the
"How much, your honor?" asked the
"Ten dollars," drawled the long.
whiskered judge, with a look of im.
"But the bailiff needs a pair of
Sboots for this winter," jeered
"Twenty dollars' fine," the judge
came bark like a flash.
"Ar.r the constable needs an over
cont and a fur cap."
"Thirty dollars' fine."
"And the old horse that draws the
look-up wagon needs a blanket."
"Forty dollars' fine. And, y"oun
man, you'd better run while you have
the chance, for if the court finds it is
in need of anything else we are liable
to attach your machine."
Visitor-My dear sir, I trust I car
bring some uplifting influence to bear
Business Man-I have no time for
preaching in business hours.
Visitor-I don't want to preach tc
you. I'm agent for an elevator com
When the Lights Are Out.
"Do you ever talk back to yow
"Yes, there are occasions when I
don't dare not to."
"Otherwise she might thtik FI
DANGER TO PUBLIC HEALTH
Ierman Professor Points Out-How mee
Uy Contagion May Be Carried
- By Domestio Utensils.
In view of the recent passage of th.
New York law prohibiting the use o
ing cups, a
Prof. A. Rite
Germany, is of
est. He has
just called at
tention to a
in the spread
of infectious conditions of the mouth,
nose and pharynx, which he believes
to be insufficiently recognized in most
households-viz., the table utensilb,
such as the forks, spoons and glasses
which come into contact with the
mouth. He points out that these are
usually washed altogether, often very
perfunctorily, and then dried upon the
same cloth, so that it is not surprising
if the infective agent gets distributed
by this means. Professor Ritschl
states that in his own family the uten
sils used by any member suffering
from an infectious condition are seDp
arately sterilized in boiling water.
One of his children having contracted
mumps at school recovered without
communicating the disease to any
other member of the family. Profes
sor Ritschl insists upon the impor
tance of strict measures in regard to
this matter in restaurants, hotels and
boarding houses, and he is of opinion
that if these precautions were adopted
it would be less common than at pres
ent for people to complain of "catch.
The Lancet says that precautions in
regard to this matter are generally
adopted at sanatoriums for the treat
ment of pulmonary tuberculosis,
where this danger is recognized, and
at hospitala and public institutions;
but Professor Ritschl's note may serve
to draw the attention of the public to
this question, since there can be little
doubt that the ordinary process of
washing, unless carried out thorough.
ly with very hot water, is not calcu
lated to destroy infective organisms.
We say that nature is blind, but
she has no need of eyes, she tries all
courses; she has infinite time, in
finite space; and so far as our feeble
minds can see, her delight is to play
this game of blind-man's buff over
and over to all eternity. Her crea
tures get life, and the joy and pain
that life brings, but what is aug
mented, or depleted, or concluded, or
satisfied, or fulfilled-who knows?
Yet through this hit-and-miss method
of nature, things have come to what
they are; life has come to what we
behold it; the trees and .the plants
are in their places; the animals are
adjusted to their environment; the
seeds are sown, fruits ripen, the
rains come, the weather system is
established, and the vast and complex
machinery of the life of the globe
runs more or less smoothly; non.
directed, in the human sense. Blind
groping, experimenting, regardless
of waste, regardless of pain, regard
less of failure, circuitous, fortuitous,
ambiguous, traversing the desert
and the wilderness without chart or
compass, beset with geologic, biologic,
and cosmic catastrophes and delays,
yet the great procession of the life
of the globe, with man at its head,
has arrived and entered into full pos
session of the inheritance prepared
for it-John Burroughs, in the Ate
MOWING THE SEA,.
In these days when conversation
seems to be an economic watchword
the idea of mowing the sea has come
into some clever head. In the Pacifio
ocean off the coast of California is a
great meadow. It is made up largely
of kelp, one of the mightiest of all
the world of vegetation. This kelp is
vinelike and creeps along the bottom
of the sea. It sends up its branches
for hundeds of feet and there bear
leaves and fruits as big as pumpkins.
A device has been invented for cut
ting this sea plant and in a little
while it is expected that a big crop
will be harvested along the coast of
California. The plant is wonderfully
useful as a fertilizer. It contains
nitrogen, which makes stalks and
leaves, phosphoric acid, which makes
buds and blossoms, and potash, which
gives size and quality to fruits, grains
and vegetables. Annually, we pour
millions and millions of dollars' worth
of fertilizer into the sea. We will get
it back to the starved land by mow
aig the sea.
THE ANCIENTS AND CHRISTIAN.
In the words of Lecky in his "His
tory of European Morals: "There is
no fact in the history of the human
mind more remarkable than the com
plete .unconsciousness of the import
ance and the destinies of Christianity
manifested by the pagan writers be
fore the accession of Constantine.
That the greatest religious change in
the history of mankind should have
taken place under the eyes of a bril
liant galaxy of philosophers and his
torians, and that during the space of
three centuries they should have treat
ed as simply contemptible an agency
which all men must now admit to
have been, for good nr for evil, the
most powerful morai lever that has
even been applied to the affairs of
men, is a fact well worthy of medita
LLUGH WAS 0 N STOREKEEPER
Tobaooonist Finally Discovers Identtl
of Man Who Entered Store
A tobacconist who recently bought
a new business is telling of an odd
occurrence which turns the laugh
On the first night of his ownership
a shabbily dressed man about si.ty
five years old came into the shop,
walked to the cigar. lighter and ignited
the tobacco in a dirty clay pipe. After
blowing a huge cloud of foul-smelling
smoke about the place, he walked out
without making a purchase or speak
lng a word.
The tobacconist was a bit nettled
at the man's air of familiarity, but
imagined he might be some crony of
the former proprietor and had not
learned of the transfer of the busi
ness. When the little old man ap
peared every night for a week and re
peated his pipe-lighting performance,
however, the tobacconist decided to
remonstrate, and stepped in front of
the intruder as he was about to go.
"Who are you, sir?" he demanded.
"Why," exclaimed the little old man,
in apparent amazement, "don't you
know who I am?"
"No!" almost shouted the dealer in
"Sure you ought to know me by this
time," was the reply. "I am the man
that comes in every night and lights
HE MEANT JOKES.
The Young Political Orator-In my
speech last night I told my hearers
The Political Orator-They prefer
A man who from the humblest be
ginnings had risen to eminence one
day called his children about him.
"My children," said he, "I am pro
viding each of you with an income
of $20,000 a year, in order that you
may be spared from the struggle
which has been my lot, and so have
leisure for developing your natural
One of the children drank himself
to death in a few years, another drift
ed uselessly about the world in search
of amusement and soon grew so bored
that he cursed the day he was born,
while a third essayed to achieve so
cial position and was divorced four
times before she was thirty.
The world, meanwhile, was not
blind. "Greatness," it observed, sage
ly, "is not hereditary."-Puck.
Hank Hoss of Tin Can was accused
of stealing a mule, but a Tin Can jury
brought him in "not guilty." This
disgusted the spectators and the
judge, and the judge, voicing the gen
eral opinion, said: "Gentlemen of the
jury, you have erred grievously. Go
back, reconsider the evidence, and see
if you cannot give us a verdict in ac
cordance with right and justice."
Crestfallen, the jury retired a sec
ond time. They were out about ten
minutes. On their return the judge
said: "And now, gentlemen, your ver
dict is?" "Guilty," said the foreman.
A sigh of relief went up from the
crowded court, and the judgQ re
marked: "Correct! We hanged him
two hours ago.'"-Argonaut.
"Yes," said the intelligent looking
lady, "I am terribly interested in this
new health fad-the one in which you
cure all ailments by going without
breakfast. It is getting popular in
the east, I hear-and I'll do anything
I can to get it introduced in this sec
tion of the country."
"Why are you so enthusiastic about
it?" ventured the gentleman ad
dressed. "Are you a physician, a
health cure faddist or a-"
"Oh, no. I keep a boarding house."
Suited Her As He Was.
"I hope he'll reform when you are
married," remarked a young lady to a
friend who was engaged.
"I don't," was the response.
"Why, he spends every penny he
"I know that," said the prospective
wife, "but he spends it on mel"
So Much Safer.
"Son, I wish you wouldn't play foot
ball this season. It worries your
"I must have some excitement,
"Well, be a good boy and I'll lot
you enlist in this European war."
Mrs. Ecru-Although I have been
to school and college and am 41p.'
posed to be educated, I always mi, .-A,
those two countries-Rococo ",
WHEN SUSIE HAD BONE
THEN THE SEWING CIRCOL IN
THE OLD TOWN GOT BUSY.
How the Actress' Costeme Lopked to
the Woman Who Had Known Her
When She Was a Little Girl
in Home Town,
Since Susie Drake had arrived tn
New York she had not had time to
visit the folks at home in Four Cor
mers. She therefore planned, as soon
as the company stopped for a one
night stand at Mudville Junction, Vt.,
to make the trip over to the Corners,
15 miles away, take a look at the old
place, and let the old place have a
look at a successful chorus lady with
a two-line speaking part.
Sure enough, the opportunity came,
and Susie arrayed herself in the pur
ple and embroidered linen of her best
gown, donned her Mme. Jeanette hat
and breezed into Four Corners on the
11:17 train. So soon as she got to her
Aunt Mehitabel's, word was surrepti
tiously sent to a few chosen souls to
haste them over if they wanted a
squint at Suzette Drakeoni-the erste
while Susan Drake, whom Aunt Me
hitabel had "raised." They came.
The midday dinner was a great suo
cess, and Susie boarded the 8:15, feel
ing she had not only had a mighty
good time herself, seeing the old
friends of her childhood, taking a look
at the general store where her child
ish pennies had been transformed into
fly-blown chocolate drops, and the
pump in the back yard where she had
been made to wash her face, but that
she had given Four Corners a real
treat. She had. The sewing circle
met later in the day, and out of the
general buzz this could be dis
"Well, for the land's sake, what
do you think of Mehitabel's Sue?"
Four sniffs followed with much dis
"I'd hate to tell you what I
thought." said Miss Skubbs in rancid
"Or I," added Mrs. Flukins.
"Hope I may die if I ever seen
such clothes qn any person as was
supposed to have money," from the
"Yes, Mis' Pilson, you're right. She
can't be doin' very well. Her hat came
way down over her eyes, bein' so big
in the crown that she was near lost
in it. And did you see the feather she
had on it? A long, straggly thing with
no curl in it. And she was wearin' a
skirt made of such a little scrap of
cloth that it made me sorry for her.
There wasn't even enough to make a
collar out of-her neck was all bare,
with a wisp of lace tacked around it,
and it's windy today, too. Why, she
hadn't even a decent pair of shoes,
poor girl. The ones she had on put
me in mind of the slippers I made for
Joshua last Christmas. Velvet, they
was, only Josh's had embroidery on
them, and Susie's was just plain vel
veteen. "I don't see," added the speak
er with a puzzled look, "why Susie,
with all her pride, didn't wait till she
was doin' a little better 'fore she came
Pinning Him Down.
In a little sequestered country town,
where the court of justice is over the
general store, and where the judge is
an old, grizzled farmer, thoroughly fa
miliar with pitching hay and milking
cows, but having a very limited knowl
edge of the law, the prisoner had
pleaded "Not guilty" to a charge of
burglary. The lawyer for the prose
cution was endeavoring to show the
court that the accused was a man of
"'What were you doing the night be
fore the robbery?" he questioned se
"I was playin' pinochle with Jed
Parker and another fteller," answered
the prisoner evasively.
"Ah, I thought sol" shouted the
lawyer triumphantly. "Playing cards,
and with that loafer, Jed Parkeri
Gambling and in bad company I But
you mention a third party, sir. Who
was the other good-for-nothing?"
The prisoner hesitated.
"Answer me!" bellowed the lawyer.
"Wa-al, sir, if ye must know," said'
the accused, "it was the judge here."
Too Much Favoritism.
It is not always good to be the pet
of the ladies. This is the lesson that
was learnt by little Archie, aged nine,
and with a lace frill round his neck,
at 4 children's picnic.
Little Archie had long golden curls,
and a velvet suit, and the ladies Just
loved him. Tea-time came, and they
all besieged him. Cakes they gave
him, and ices, and wafers, and ohoco
lates, and buns, and lemonade. They
were most pressing, and Archie liked
A little later, however, Archie went
into a quiet corner to think, and there,
with one hand on his head and one on
his sash, a dainty lady found him.
"Why, Archie, pet!" she exclaimed,
"what's the matter? Haven't you got
all you want?"
"Yes, I've got all I want, thanks,"
murmured Archie, ever polite, "but,
please, I don't want all I've got,"
"What will be the effect of wom
an's suffrage?" asked one resident of
a great metropolis.
"Well," replied the other, "I sup
pose ?w political slates will ooos
- .,-.-- .' e made up at an ooe eesam
,'r instead of at a bar."
SLANG BY NO MEANS NEW
Pamiliar Phrase "Get the.Hook" Has
Come Down to Present Times
From Long Ago.
"We are accu t:ci wI to having ac
cepted ideas abl ;', reshness and
originality of our laung held up to the
scorn and mockery of the initiated,"
said a member of a group of amateur
archaeologists and antiquarians which
meets regularly in qoe of the New
"How often we have seized upon
some newly coined phrase, some ap
parently unique product from the
great popular language mint, and ad
vanced it as a genuine invention of
the day, only to discover that it was
known to generations past in almost
identical form and is truly an old
"Everybody is familiar with the
phrase 'get the hook.' It has been es
tablished in current speech as a slang
expression of peculiar vigor and terse
ness. Almost anyone could tell you
that it originated in the amateur
nights at popular vaudeville theaters
where aspirants for fame are given
a chance to try their powers upon
an audience, and that it refers to the
implement with which the stage man
ager brings about the actor's forcible
exit when the audience can stand no
more. Cat calls and jeers failing to
extinguish the ardor of the performer,
there is a demand for 'the hook' and
the unhappy artist is dragged into
the wings, willy nilly.
"From this application the phrase
has come into general use for all oc
casions when one is bored or wearied
of anything or anybody.
"Now on the face of it this looks
like a truly modern bit of slang. It
can be traced, apparently, to a mod
ern custom and a modern method of
entertainment. You would say, off
hand, that 'the hook' is a genuine
Americanism if ever there was one.
"Not at all. It is at least 19 centuries
old, possibly older than that.
"Among the most interesting dis
coveries in the ruins of Pompeii, de
stroyed 79 A. D., are the inscriptions
scratched upon the walls by idlers and
street arabs, 'grafltti,' they are called.
"One of them reads as follows:
"'Puteolanis feliciter, omnibus Nu
cherinus felicia, et uncu(m) Pompei
ianis (et) Pitecusanis.'
"Which means, 'Hurrah for the Pu
teolaneans; good luck to all Nuceri
ans; the hook for the Pompeiians and
Kindness to Animals.
"A little color from the Potrero"
so a genial friend informs the San
"Far out on the very edge of town
is a little school house, the first and
second grades of which are com
manded by a pretty little normal
"Her pupils are all sons and
daughters of the warmer sort of im
pulsive foreigners and have all reach
ed a state of adoration for their
queen and vie with each other, in
ways to please her.
"One day she had dwelt especially
upon loving and caring for dumb ani
mals. The next day little Pietro re
mained in his seat when his school.
mates dropped out to play.
"Teacher was busy at her desk and
did not notice him until she felt a
little fist tugging at her sleeve.
"'Why, Pietro!' she exclaimed,
'what is the trouble?'
"'Nothin', teacher. I just wanted
to tell you how I was good to dumb
animals yesterday,' he promptly re
"'Why, isn't that nice! Pietro, just
what did you do?'
"Pietro drew himself up to his full
three feet and proudly asserted:
"'I kissed the cat.' "
It is the opinion of Leon Diguet,
who has been studying the state of
the cochineal industry in Mexico for
some time, that before many years
have passed cochineal scarlet will
have become a thing of history only,
like the Tyrian purple of antiquity. I
wonder how many people are aware
of the method of manufacture of this
well known dye. It is made from the
dried female of the cochineal insects
(Coccus cacti). They are gathered by
brushing the branches of the nopal
cactus, on which the insects feed as
soon as they begin to lay their eggs.
They are then desiccated in ovens or
filled with boiling water. It has been
estimated that one pound of cochineal
contains no fewer than 70,000 distinct
insects. The color is brought out and
fixed by chloride of tin. Only a few
plantations of the nopal cactus now
remain, hence the fear that the dye
will soon become a thing of the past,
at any rate unless some other sub
stance is found on which to feed the
Calendar Reform In China.
From Peking it is announced that
the Chinese government is about to
drop the troublesome moon from its
calendar and follow the practice of
western nations in using only the
sun. The present Chinese year began
on January 30 and is the year 48 of
the seventy-sixth cycle, a cycle con
Ssisting of 60 years and the first year
of the first cycle occurring B. d. 2637.
But owing to the use of the moon the
number of days in the year varies con
siderably. Ordinarily there are 12 lu
nations or months, but once in 80 lu
nations a thirteenth lunation is added
to the year, as a result of which the
year can be as short as 854 days or
as long as 884 daye. The months are
more regular than our own, alternat
ing between 29 and 80 days. The Ohl.
nese year completely fails to keep the
seasons within proper bounds
HOW JAPANESE WORK
WAGES ARE LOW AND HOURS
ARE VERY LONG.
great Uniformity In Manner of Living
Among the Poorer Classes--lx
penses Are Not Heavy-Rent
In Japan a remarkable feature of
the industrial and social life is the
great uniformity in the manner of liv
ing among different classes. They all
live in very similar dwellings, says a
writer in the Westminster Review.
The poorer people have four wooden
walls, and for furniture a' few mats
and blankets and a coal pot.
In Manchuria Japanese settlers are
beginning to build stone houses with
steam heating, but they are bare in
side. Nor is this feature confined to
the working classes. It is found
throughout all strata of the population.
The food, save in the very highest
classes, is in the main very uniform,
rice and green tea, with sake as a
stimulant. Among those who have not
yet adopted European fashions even
the dress is in substance the same
throughout the middle and the lower
The question of the balance between
wages and the coat of living is the
one that in the long run makes revo
lutions; it has not come into the open
yet in Japan. Wages vary exceeding
ly and no real standard can be given,
but they are as a rule very small,
though recent years have witnessed a
steady rise. They are given sometimes
by time, sometimes by piece, mostly
by weird combinations of all possi
But the weekly budget of the Japa
nese workingman is very small. His.
rent is a mere bagatelle, the same
may be said of his food. His only ex
tras are a hot bath regularly every
other day, twice a month or so a fam
ily trip to the theater, a few pence for
toys for his children and a few more
to propitiate the deities or bribe the
priests. Counting the family at two
adults and three juveniles, and includ
ing every necessary and likely outlay,
the weekly bill will come to about 11
shillings 6 pence a week.
Hours of labor are, to western no
tions, outrageous, on an average 11
a day, but frequently 12, 18 or even
14. Attempts have been made repeat
edly to start trade unions, but never
successfully. Where they have strug
gled into wretched existence they are
of no account whatever, because they
do not as yet answer to a need of the
people. It is significant that many of
these attempts were brought to a
ruinous end by the dishonesty and
corruption of their promoters.
Insurance against old age and in
firmity is unnecessary in Japan so
long' as the present firmly anchored
tradition endures which ascribes it as
a duty upon each person to contrib
ute to the maintenance of an aged, in
capable or infirm member of his fam
Kitten's Long Walk.
A Maltese kitten owned by Edward
Giffel, chief clerk in the office of the
Ohio Oil company, in Carlyle, Ill.,
traveled more than one hundred miles
in eight days in "coming on home,"
says the Chicago Inter-Ocean.
Before the oil boom in this city Mr.
and Mrs. Giffel made their home nine
miles north of Bridgeport, more than
one hundred miles east of Carlyle. A
few weeks ago they moved to this
city. Giffel brought the kitten with
him, but it seemed dissatisfied, and
finally disappeared mysteriously.
One day Giffel received a letter
from the kitten's old home announcing
its safe arrival there. Whether it
made the trip on foot or "bummed" its
way in a railroad train is not known,
but the fact has been established be
yond a reasonable doubt that the "cat
went back" in eight days.
The Jap and the Russ.
Admiral Togo, at a luncheon in New
York. told a story that recalled the
"In your city of Washington," he
said, "in those troubled days when it
was pretty certain Russia and Japan
would have to fight, a Russian and a
Japanese met at a dance.
"Politely enough the two men dis
cussed the coming war, and then, at
they were about to part, the Russian
"'I won't bid you goodby, but an
revoir. I'll soon be in Tokyo, you
know, drinking your health in cham
"'Oh,' said the Japanese, shaking
his head and smiling. 'I'm afraid my
country isn't rich enough to give her
prisoners of war champagne.'"
A man once ran for office, and after
a very close election the returns show
ed that he had been elected by a few
votes. A friend with whom he had
been discussing the matter asked:
"What makes you think that all the
ballots weren't counted?"
"You see," replied the successful
candidate, "I'm judging from the num.
bher of fellows who've come around ask
ing for a job on the ground that they
voted for me."
The Voice of Detraction.
"You say Mr. Flubson has great ex,
"Yes.," replied the cynical offioo
"What makes you think so?"
"Because he manages to hold a
job without being competent to do
any kind of real work."