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How a "Sacred" Monkey's
Sudden Affection Made Hudh
Gilhespie Kind of a Cannibal
African Tribe-Inheriting the
Dusky Harem with the
Throne, and Then How the 16
Wives Made It So Hot for
Him That He Had to Flee the
"L'rurved be the nman, the poorest wretclh sti
Ir. life- wa
Ther, crouching vassal to the tyrant wife. gel
This was written of the henpecked evi
husband with one wife-but to have he
sixteen such "tyrants" forever nag- sol
ging at your soul, even the poet could
not do justice to the feelings of Hugh
Edwand Gilhespie, an Englishman, who
fled from a perfectly good African
throne to escape the nightly curtain ru
lectures of his sixteen "beloveds." He di(
was literally henpecked off the throne thi
by this "anvil chorus." du
Stranger adventures probably never be
befel a man, even in the realms of fic- th'
tion, than have been the lot of this I
native of Newcastle, England. ha
While hunting in the jungle in Brit- m;
ish East Africa, he fell asleep and ag
was captured by the "black men,"
who took him before their king. He ov
fought that potentate and "licked" na
him; became the ruler in his stead,
because of the attachment for him of
a sacred monkey ,and entered into full
royal possession, including a dusky
harem. And his sixteen wives, ac
cording to his own statement, "hen
pecked' him off the throne and out
of the "kingdom.'
Gilhespie's mates on the Royal
Prince, an African coast trading ves
sel on which the ex-king is second en
gineer, corroborate his story in many
of its details. Besides, the English
man still retains that furtive look
which marks the man with the "ty
rant wife"-or wives-the world over.
Even as he told the story of strange
adventure he would cast worried
glances over his shoulder, as if fear
ful that in New York his former
queens might appear at any moment.
By HUGH EDWARD GILHESPIE.
I was born in Newcastle, England,
and served my apprenticeship at Haw
thornes. Nine years ago-I am now
twenty-eight-I entered the service of
the Prince line. At the time of my
adventure I was, as I am now, the sec
ond engineer on the Royal Prince,
trading from Mombasa to New York.
I had often touched at East African
ports, and for a long time had want
,ed to do some big game shooting. I
want to say right now, though, that
my desires along that line are fully
satisfied. Never again will I desert I;
the paths of civilization. I might be
made king again. Ugh!'
But to continue with my story. At a
Mombasa I obtained the necessary E
leave, and with a guide set out for )
ngle. We soon came upon
the t 1 of elands, and followed it t
for some hours. Eventually, when the k
trail became stronger, my guide sug- 1
gested that we separate so that we
could come on the game from two ¬
sides. We followed this plan. and
hence my "kingly'-and henpecked
For an hour I followed the track of
the game, and then found that I was I
lost. I shouted and fired my gun serv
eral times, in the hopes that the guide I
would hear me, but all to no purpose.
I was lost, and so had to make the i
beft of it. For a time I tried to re
trace my steps, but only made matters
worse, and evidently had wandered far
into the jungle. When almost worn
-out by hunger and my long tramp, I
lay down for a little rest.
Lands on King's Solar Plexus.
I don't know how long I had been
asleep, when I was awakened by a
rough shake of the shoulder. I open
ed umy eyes, and there before me, stood
the most villainous bunch of natives
it has ever befallen to my lot to see.
They had already taken possession of
my rifle and revolver, so that when
they motioned for me to follow their
leader there was nothing else to do. Be
sides, I was so nearly famished that
I*would have gone anyhow in the hope
that they would give me something to
The march led to their village, and
there I was presented to the king, a
big black "bullet head" individual who
sat in an old arm chair, probably se
cured from some seaport town. Over
this chair was thrown a lion's skin.
The natives kowtowed to their mon
arch, and bade me do likewise. 1
wouldn't make an obelsance, and by
signs so declared. Then they tried
to force me to bow. Instead, they
started about the prettiest little row
:'ou ever saw. When I finished with
that crew three of them were 3tretch.
ed out cold before the royal throne
and hatf a dozen others were nurs
ing oadty bruised faces.
At this point his majesty took a
hand in the fracas, and for real nerve
you have got to hand it to that black
man. But he lacked the training, or
else I might not be here to tell the
tale. Six .times he rushed mne, and
ich time I stretched him out with a
stiff right to thi jaw. But always he hut
was back lookin. for more. and I was quE
getting a bit winded in the fight. hut
When he tried to close with me, how- not
ever, I landed on his solar plexus and mo
he went out for the count-and hen str
Monkey to "Blame" for Throne. suI
When I had "knocked out" the king tha
I expected that all his subjects would --a
rush me and try to kill me; that they
didn't I have only fate to thank. As un
the scowls gathered blackest on those wi
dusky faces a little monkey that had
been sitting on the arm of the chair- it
the throne, I mean-ran out to where thi
I was standing and, jabbering as if it ed
had met an old friend, climbed up to jol
my shoulder, nestling contentedly un
against my cheek.
That instant a great change came thi
over the "populace." As one man the
natives prostrated themselves before we
There stood before me a most vii
lainous bunch of natives, tl
me, beating their heads on the ground a
t and uttering weird cries that fright- r
Sened me more than had the fight. W
SAfter this had kept up for a few mo- h
Sments an old chap with a big staff, v
t the head carved in the shape of a a
strange bird, came toward me and a
kowtowed. Then he pointed to me v
and next to the throne. Finally -it be- t
3 gan to dawn upon me that I had been I
3 chosen to succeed the king I had just t
Aq I walked toward the throne the r
1 natives chanted some sort of a song t
e that made me regret I had a cultivat
ed ear for music. I didn't wonder
e that it brought all the men, women
and children who had missed the fight
e rushing to the scene, nor that under
its influence the former king-I was
s really "It" now-returned to con
n He gave one look at me as I sat
I perched on the throne, the monkey
still clinging to my shoulder, and
then he looked in the direction of the
"palace" door just back of the throne.
n He didn't wait for any parting words
a but with a shriek that threatened to
°- endanger my ear drums fled to the
d forest. His departure was hastened
s by the tumultuous cheering his for
e. mer subjects sent after him.
n Sixteen Black Wives In Deorway.
ir After he had disappeared among the
e- trees I looked curiously about me. As
at my glance reached the doorway of my
)e "palace" the sight caused me to half
to rise. There, in a semi-circle in the
doorway, sat sixteen women-the
ad blackest I had ever seen. Their skirts
a of red flowered calico, cut short and
1o on the bias, were about their only art
e- le of apparel, unless one would In
er clude under that name their anklets,
n. bracelets and nose rings and earrings
n- of brass. Then about the neck of
I each hung great necklaces of lion's
by teeth. It was quite evident, I figured.
ed Judging from the number each wornm
sy as wore, that lions' teeth were away
aw above par in my new kingdom.
th As I looked at them-and they re
h- turned my glances with wifely grins
ne -I began to think I had been mistak
re en in my premise that the old king
had fltied from fear of me. It looked
a as if he had seen a good chance to
Ye "duck" from those sixteen queens and
ck had taken it. I almost envied him
or right then, and before my three
he weeks on the throne were up my en
ad vy was unadulterated-it was greess
But at that moment my chlef
thought was food, so I bade the medi
cine man, who understood a few
words of English, to hurry through
the initiatory ceremony and have my
"chef" prepare me some food in
As I ravenously devoured the fruit
and baked ground nuts that were
brought to me, the old man in his
sadly damaged English informed me
how I came to be made king. It
seems that the monkey, which had mc
perched on my shoulder, was a sort tool
of a personification of a god the na
tives worshiped, and which lived In
the jungle. When the monkey ran
out to me and climbed up my sleeve;,
it was a sign, so the natives thought, oils
that the god had chosen me for their ten
Here I was king, and it looked to ery
me as if I had best exercise the prepo- ten
gatives of my office until I had a ant
chance to get back to civilization. Be- tho
sides, I was a bit curious to see just res
what kind of a king I would make. wh
So I decided to stay on the job, for a infi
while anyhow. bes
Haggling for Lions' Teeth On.
That night I retired to my palace, a eu
hut built of weeds and grasses. My
queens, whose apartments were in two
huts separated from the palace, did
not bother me that night, but the next
morning, when I started out for a
stroll, all sixteen crowded around.
The ringleader, or, I should say, my
supposed favored wife-she was the fat
fattest, and in African social circles ter
that is the mark of beauty in women or
--acted as spokeswoman. I couldn't
understand a word she said, so called
my friend the medicine man and he,
with much kowtowing, interpreted. fa
Sennenneh-that was my "favor
ite's" name; it means "peace," but I it
think Sen's father must have laugh
ed in ghoulish glee at the practical
joke he was playing on some poor. f
unfortunate man when he named her al
-Sennenneh called me the "light of
the sun" and other pretty names. I un
was suspicious all the time that she
wasn't complimenting me for nothing, m
and when she pointed to those lions'
teeth that encircled her fat neck and de
the fifteen others followed suit. I knew til
I was in for trouble. There followed
a lot of gibberish which was inter- e
preted as meaning that my sixteen
wives expected me to show my ap
preciation of their devotion by provid
ing morn lions' teeth, al
Talk about a man being henpecked BI
by one wife! I had sixteen, and they ab
had the art of curtaiL' lectures down th
to about'the finest point imaginable.
)f course, 1 tried to stop them, but di
there are some things that even a oc
king is powerless to do, and that was It
one of them. W
Finally, with my head swimming in
from the concentrated chatter of my to
harem, I fled to my throne. There I cl
rested in peace, but when the fear of he
fever in the night air finally drove me
back to the palace the whole harem
vented its pent up spleen upon my
Henpecked Off Throne.
It was terrible, and so one night,
after I had been tempted to murder
about sixteen of them-meaning all-I
slipped out the palace door with my 81
rifle in my hand and silently fled
through the forest-literally henpeck- V
ed off my throne. O
I had gone but a few yards when
I heard a noise behind me and the U
sacred monkey came running down s
the path. As I picked it up a sound
Id smote my ears that made my blood
,- run cold. It was made by my sixteen
;t. wives in hot pursuit of their deserting
o. husband. I took but one glance to
f, ward the clearing in front of the pal- f
a ace; directly toward me the sixteen c
id were headed. "Peace" in the lead. I
7e waited for no more, but dived into
ie- the thick underbrush and ran for my
mn life. :All night I stumbled through
st the jungle, with the monkey as my
only guide. The monkey was again
he my salvation, and it led me to a path I
ig that I followed all the next day.
rn. I Ia
erto i A
er h I l
fm- Ordained king of the tribe.
About sunset, when I was famishing
~ for food and water, I came on the
n,( camp of an English hunting party,
ak. and staid with it until we reached
ked It's a strange story, but it is true.
to And if Sophle--that is the sacred mon
and key's name now-could only speak.
him she would coanrm every word of how
iree I was made a king and then henpecked
en- oif my throne. I had royalty thrust
men- upon we, and one trial was enough.
WOMAN too busy to take spu
care of her health to ltke a
mechlanic too busy to take care of his
SOMETHING ABOUT FATS. he
The dlfference between fats and his
oils is that oil is liquid at ordinary wig
temperature. Olive oil is our choicest a
oil, but too expensive to use in cook- dre
ery in this country. When unadul
terated, it has a sweet, .nutty, pleas- she
ant flavor, which is so well liked by stil
those who get good oil. The greatest
reason for the dislike of olive oil him
which so many people express, is the
inferior stuff with which they have of
been served. mu
Cotton seed oil is one of our great
exports to the southern countries of I
Europe, and returns to us at many
times its original value as "pure olive
Cotton seed oil is excellent for
many uses, and when it is mixed with
suet is called cottolene or cottosuet.
Butterine or oleomargarine is made
from the oily part of beef and pork
fat churned with milk, mixed with but
ter to give it flavor, salted and col
Good butterine is clean, wholesome
and nutritious, and so like good but
ter that it is not easy to tell the dif
ference. Being cheap, it should be
sold cheap, but poor butter still leads
it in price.
Fat being a heat giver, we know
why we enjoy fats in meat, and more
fatty fooep during the cold months,
although even in the tropics fat is
used largely on rice. So we find that
in all climates it is necessary for the
maintenance of the bodily functions.
It is a noticeable fact that thin, of
delicate girls and women have an an
tipathy for fat meat, and often any be
kind of fat. They are the ones who
especially need it, and it should be
given them in such a form that it will
be tempting and digestible. g
Fats undergo less changee ip the I
alimentary canal than other foods.
By various processes the fat is so
finely divided that it is taken up by
the blood and the lacteals.
Fried foods and pastry are hard to tI
digest because the particles of fat
cover the starch and proteid so that
such foods are not, exposed to the
action of the digestive juices, causing
indigestion and more serious dis
turbances. Slow and careful masti
I cation with in salivation is a great
A'S a graduate of college, and
r she reads most every
y She can talk in French and German, she
d can paint and she can sing.
Beautiful? She's like a picture!
When she talks she makes you think i
Of the sweetest kind of music, and she
n doesn't smoke or drink;
Oh! I can't begin to tell you of the poems
she can quote;
Sn he knows more than half the lawyers do d
d -but ma can't vote. I
n SANDWICHES FOR COMPANY.
Sandwiches are so acceptable and I
1- furnish a great variety. With the ac- C
tn companiment of a salad and a cup of
cocoa or tea, one is always ready for
Lobster Sandwiches.-Mix an equal
Squantity of finely chopped lobster
meat and yolks of hard cooked eggs
n forced through a sieve. Moisten with
Smelted butter and season with mas
Stard, beef extract dilated with a little
boiling water and salt Spread the I
mixture on thin slices of battered
bread, cut in fancy shapes.
Not and Cheese Sandwiohee.-lix
equal parts of grated cheese and
chopped walnut meats; season with
salt and cayenne and prepare as oth
Windsor Sandwiehes. - Crea a
third of a cap of butter and add a half
cup each of finely whopped cold boiled
ham and cold boiled chicken. Besson
with salt and paprika ad spread on
thin slices of bread.
Sardine Sandwiches.-Remove the
skin from sardines ad mash to a
paste. Add an equal quantity of hard
cooked eggs rubbed through a sieve.
Season with salt, cayenne and a few
drops of lemon jiace; moistea with
olive oil or melted butter and spread
on thin slices of buttered bread.
Oyster Sandwihee-Arrange aried
oyster on crisp lettuce leaves, allow
lag two oysters to sach leaf for a
sandwich. Prepare a other Mand
Green peppers chopped and added
to mayonnise makes a very appetis
inas filling for sandwibch.
His Latest Atrocity.
The Doctor-That little dog of
yours, that barks and narls whenever
I come over here, appears to be
the quiecent today.
SThe Professor - Yes - -obsequl
ed escent; I buried him yesterday.
"s -Now, young man," said Willie's t
Sther, "I am going to lay down the law
ed "All right, pa, bet don't forget that
it I donea't like t I may 1 It ma to r
call your decoults-"
"I feel like apologizing to Gad
"Why so?" a fi
"I have always thought him a hard rob!
man, but yesterday when 1 called on robl
him to see if he would pay an account peal
he has owed our firm for some time. mot
I found him with a handkerchief to the
his eyes, apparently. in tears. Not und
wishing to intrude on a man at such sus]
a painful moment, I hastily with- "1
"Ha! ha! I also called on Gadspurn P
shortly after you did and found him sir!
still in tears."
"And did you sympathize with mid
"Sure. In fact I got the cinder out hin
of his eye that was bothering him so
LIGHT WOULD SOON BE OUT. lar
He-You used to say I was the light
of your life. b
She-Yes, but papa says you're
burning the candle at both ends.
taset Joy is written on prf race.
A happiness that knows no bounds;
She hopes to trip with gLatlh grace ar
Because she's lost elevt pounds. in
Wants Mulligan'% Room.
A 41ttLe Irishman in a 3taste of great
excitemeant and deshalll ran into
the lobby of the hotel.
"I want a room," hu raid to the
clerk, "and I want it quek."
"What rooml do you want?" inquired
the clerk politely.
"I wa~ t 87."
"But )I is already ocealed--Mu'll
t un ha; that room."
"I know he has," responded the lit
tIe Irishman. "I'm Mufian, and I
fast fell out of the winnow."-Photo
The Here and thl Valet.
"No man is a hero to his rakt,"
said the ready-made philosopher.
"Well," replied Senator Sorghum.
"with so many people willing to 8gve
° admiring demonstrations without
charge, A man wouldn't feel like pay
ing a valet to applaud."
Bacon-I see Alaska has its first ,
o dining-car made out of an old coach
in the Cordova shops and managed by b
a man and his wife.
Egbert-Very Interesting. But I
think it would be more important to
d know what some of the dishes served
- on the dining-car are made of.
r A Disrespect
"Did you read the novel I have just
i gotten out?" asked the persistent as- U
r thor. a
b "What did you think of'lt?"
"It is one of those terrible prae- t
e tical jokes that are constantly bWing p
1e played on the genius that invmIted a
d the printing press." ,
GIVING HER A POINTER.
that would help me?
Mr. Knowing-Well, before takiag
it up you might get some points oa
S"First Aid to the InJured."
An Old Annoyance.
The curtain ristmes. pleased we are
To see the lay begin.
he But cannot heer the famous star
For people troopig in.
"Do you sharve yourselft" asLed the
victim in the chair.
' '"are thinl," replied the garrlous
"And do you enjoy it?"
ht "Never You see, I do It whea ra
re aicae, and there'a no one for m to
WHAT PUZZLED PETE.
The clergyman of a small town had
a fue orchard and one night It was
robbed, the only clue left being the
robber's finger-print on an overripe
peach. The minister had an enor
mous photographic enlargement of
the finger-print made and, with it
under his arm, accosted the man he
"Pete," he said, "someone robbed
my orchard last night"
Pete gulped nervously. "Is that so,
sir?" he said.
"Yes, Pete, that's so," replied the
minister; "but the thief left his mark
behind him and I shall easily find
"Yes. sir," said Pete, huskily.
"Yes. Do you see this, Pete?" and
the 'minister held up the huge en
largement of the finger-print.
'Pete made a gesture of despair. "I
see there ain't no use denying it,
parson," he said. "'1 done it. But
I sure would like to know where you
got that impression of my corduroy
Point in His Favor.
"You ought to be ashamed et your
self to roam aimlessly about and nev
er do any work," said Mrs. Naggers,
to the ragged specimen of humanity
who stood at her door.
"That's true, mum," replied the wan
derer. "And yet you must give me
credit for one thing."
"And what is that?"
"Although I have been travelaing
over the world for more than twenty
years, I have never yet acquired the
"So you took your wife to the base'
"Yes," replied Mr. Meekton.
"Did she enjoy itr"
"Only part of it She thought they
wasted a great deal of time running
around the tot, but see thought the
arguments with the um.ds wets quite
NO CHURCH C 3LMONY.
Lovelorn-You wish sme to elope
a wit year daughter(, Why, irT
i Hardappe--Beae, no wedding
, bils fort m.
Pay! Payl Pay!
S In vain we Jacks kck up a ess
At lrb tor by oar Jills;
The eaty eotwuft ,shed of us
Is that we aase. bWis.
Honest, ad Didl't Knew It.
st "What's the mtter bereT" asked
a- the eustomer after apples. "Therl
are no big apples on the top of this
"I'll tel you about tha " .replied
o- the dealer; "when I got the barnl
ig packed with small apples thwe wasn't
ad any room on the top for- any .
lPrat latter-My alarm clock neer
wakes me now.
Second latter"-Well, the noise Isn't
wasuted; it wakes p every meams.
Flrst att -Is that sot Say, weuld
you mind raunning down and penading
on my door when you hear It?
Churh-Teo know, he's an aglish
Gotham-Se I believe
"He told me he had a mortgage e
his plae 'over hem of one tboMsand
"Pretty heavy to ift, I shoest say".
"Did you go to the theater whle ya
were In Kew YL--T
"oaty ues that I hang
around cares, thnlng methi ne
citing might happes."
Wre where They De It.
and "Oh, thi as with which som me
can master great diosuties!" sighed
lag the Msweet maid.
on "Oh, yes; I rad nevels, too," com
mented the yeang man
o Arway oewr.
"Good aciops!" exclaimed the Dt
Ssateur aherman; "rIm narly oat of
beoos. I doe't think Ssbheeka go as ia
as they ulsd to."
-wea, I know they do when tha
set into eels," reled the second ams
the temr dshrma, saedy.
less Kept Sey.
"What do you do when it gets tee
ead to play paol. Mt. NIblMek'"
rm "Wui, a ao e. I keep hobs Mr
eto a so l eag r a chases as ai
sYth emr u apth er te."