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SNCLE" JOE CANNON
' was chairman of the se
lect committee which had
in charge the refurnishing
of representatives' hall.
Among the other things
promised the members for
this session was an elab
orate system . of ventilation by,
which co rt'.l.,. could be forced
up throuM a series of ducts so
as to reduce the temperature of
the hall and make :' t ntbifottable in
hot weather. The members have been
waiting for the cold air, but so far
none has been felt. The temperature
in the house is the same as in the
senate and in the 'orridors of the cap
itol. Congressmen Watson walked
over to Mr. Cannon one afternoon
when there were more members in
the restauranL than there were in the
house. The Indianian's collar was
melted and his face was bended with
"Uncle Joe." he asked, seriously.
"'where is that cold air we voted
money for last session?"
"Yes, where is it?" echoed Mr. Can
non as he mechanically mopped his
'forehead with his handkerchief. "I
told those darned fools on the com
mittee that I was not in favor of buy
ing any:hirg I could not see, but
they were bound to do it."
"I have a seat way back in the rear
of the House where the Constitution
doesn't reach," said "Hank" Smith
of Michigan. "Moss" of Kentucky I
came over my way looking for a place i
to locate after the House decided his t
contest favorably. and he was grumb- I
ling about getting so far back, in all
of which, of course. I sympathized
"1 thought when this House seated
me I should have a place to sit.' re
marked this young Kentuckian.
'And I guess you were willing then
to accept almost any old kind of
seat,' I 'lowed to him.
"He seemed to agree wNiY me thor
oughly on that point." concluded the
l ichigan humorist.
Senator Mitchel' met Senator Hoar
in the private elevator the other day.
Senator .Mitchell hold in his hand ten
derly a handsome silk hat.
"Tell me where I can have a Pan
ama hat c(leancd." hIe said.
Senatotr loar cotuld not tell him.
"I wanted to wear it to-day." Mr.
Mlitchell tcontinued. "'hut I found it
somewhat soiled when I had it
Then he told the story of his Pan
"I bqught the hat in Paris last sum
Senator Clarke of Wyoming.
uer." he said. "lMy knowledge of
F'rench was not very good, and I
thought I was paying only $, for It.
W hen ',.got the bill I found that it
was 50 francs. or $10. And so I think
that I should keep it clean and hand
some in order that I may not regret
Senator -Ioar-I h"-," my hats fifteen
years in..aOvance so tl..I they will
be iomfortable and satisfactory when
I become reconciled to necognizing g
them officially as mine.
Some tears age.Representative Wil
liams of Mississlnpi made a tour of t
Europe. In Rome lie ran across a r
fellow American (Who was being beset a
by a mob.because he had inadvertent.
ly given a street vender les' money a
than was due for something he had i
purchased. Mr.. Wllltams -ztaicited t
his fellow countryman fiom difficulty.
and after that they were great friends,
seeing the sights together.
On the last day of their stay in
Rome they went riding. Presently
they met a magnificent carriage, the
occup tt of which courteously bowed
to the two Americans. Mr. Williams
touched his hat, but his friend sat as
stiff as a ramrod.
"Why didn't you bow?" inquired
Mr. Williams. "That man was King
"I know it." was the reply. "but I
ain't lowering to kings."
Washington has become the mecca
for young foreigners from the Orient
and the South American countries
who desire to learn English and be
come acquainted with American insti
tutions. The youngest son of the King
of Corea has twice visited the capital.
and during his residence here studied
under private instructors. Several
young Chinamen of noble blood have
been graduated from the high school.
and there are a number now on its
roster, while at least fifty youths from
South America. the sons of wealthy
planters and miners, have matriculat
ed at various schools and colleges 'in
the vicinity of Washington.
They were discussing in the House
a bill relating to silver small coins
"I am not one who goes through the
gilded halls or through Wall street
wlLn the rich. like my friend from
Iowa," remarked Mr. Gaines of Ten
nessee to Mr. Lacey. "I am down on
the ground floor among the plain peo
"I supposed." answered Mr. Lacey
l "that you were a plutocrat. for you
certainly have an unctuous look."
"Well," said Gaines. laughingly,
"you are the first man I ever deceived
by my looks."
Col. Ike h111l. ofr D'emocratic fame.
moved aczss ' the hall yesterday.
wearing an ancient sittile resembling
the "roofs" that Daniel Webster used
"Governor. does that hat fit you?"
inquired Col. Hi<. as he put the tile
down in front of ex-Gov. Powers of
"Why, thank you. I left that over
on the Democratic side, didn't I? You
wear a seven and a half?"
"It fits me perfectly." responllled
"Few men wear a larger hat." ad
ded the Governor. "You know that
"He wore a seven and three-quar
ters." quoth Col. Hill, readily. "I
knew him well."
Mr. Eddy of Minnesota will go down
in history as a colonist, not in the
offensive sense of colonizing voters,
but as a real colonist. The" Minne
sotan has returned'to his native heath,
bringing 500 Scandinavians in his
train, a fine body of men "intelligent,
willing and altrgetner a desirable
Those colonists;:Mr. Eddy has led
to Canadian soil..to labor for the
l.ergue companids. at Sault Ste.i
'Marie. He has been In Norway and,
Sweden the last two or three months
"Oh. you follows may boast of men
and things you represent." said E. W.
Roberts of Massachusetts the other
-day, cutting into a cloak room con
veisation, where members- were in
dulging their pleasant fancy of brag
ging about what they had in their re
"I can beat you :all""went on the
Massachusetts member. "I have one
of the most famous tailors in the
World in my district. He has made
<4.thes for Daniel Webster. Charles
Sumner, Henry Wilson, Wendell Phil
lips. General Charles Devens. Judge
Grey, Dr. Parknman and other noted
men. He has been in business since
1841, and he is still at it. -"He made
the suit'.in which Webster replied to
Hayne. The name of the gentleman
is Oliver W.-*McLaughlin, and 'he
ilves in- Malden, Mass. I have' no
doubt he would be very glad indeed
to manipulate 'his tape around and
mike clothes Air any later-day Web
sters here or elsewhere."
A demand for tellers broke up the
akgregation of mbn who were debat
ing as to who should be measured
(RATER Of MONT PE[E[6388
William Trowbridge, in "Black and
White." an English publication.
writes the 'cllowing story of an adven
ture in Martinique:
We were a handful of English peo
ple who inhabited the old French Cre
ole city of St. Pierre. "Fou Anglais,"
the native people called us in their
soft, rapid piatois, because we did mad
things in the way of exploring their
beautiful island-things very harm
less and natural to persons In strange
countries, but utterly impossible to the
well-regulated Creole. But Martin
ique, the Pearl of the Antilles. was too
fascinating to leave without having
seen it thoroughly. So on fete-days
and Sundays we half-score mad Eng
lish exiles slipped the chains of work
that tied us to the busy old-world
town and scoured Martinique like the
common or garden tourists.
At the end of three months I had
seen the blackened ruin. in a tangle
ot aloes and wild-banana trees. that
was the birthplace of the Empress
J.osephine: I had seen H. M1. S. Dia
mond. as a rock in the sea near Fort
de France is calleid. where in the grand
told wars a handful of Rodney's blue
jackets fur several months laughed to
c'orn all efforts of the redoubtable De
Gaasse to dislodge them: I had seen
hehanzin. king of Dahomey. exile and
prisoner of state in Martinique. and
photographled him in the midst of his
wives and children: I had seen the
Fontaine Chande. when high above
the sea in the balmy air of a bamboo
forest the fer'"r-st ricken French sol
diers bathe away the malaria in a hot
sulphur spring that gushes out of the
rocks: I had seen the wonderful
Grande Ansi-. where the Atlantic
breaks on the shore in billows half a
mile long: I had made myself hail
THE CR~ATER OF MONT PELEE.
whe're tI- e it"ll ' \t ' d . j1 (i ++- ;,
,'vith n1:11e lii,+- a e il ._ if l i!sart
dispeus+' hlispitality as nlagnfi-cenltlV
as all the :o ld ,ld tines. l. a word
u I had 'seen 'verlyhing that was to o,'
sefIni ill lartilliqlue. ev(rything blut
tlooked inllto the .'ratter of Montt Pelee.
dTwo miles _ lof ut tl tbw town we
passed the U'sin,' IGuerin. one of the
largest sugar factories in Martinique.
which in thbse very days has been
obliterated by the lava river as it
rushed with incretdible velocity down
the slope of Mont Pelee. Five miles
further on at the fishing village of
Pre.hea r we found the parish priest .
pruning his rose-trees in a quaint Ce
ole garden. He matle tus breakfast
with him. anttt an. hour later we were
climbing the mountiain on our hardy
Aft ter threp 'hoursI hariking our way
throuigh the denseo utlerbrush, we
(canme to a ast. rocky clearing, andi
saw towering in frout of its in a blaze
of dazzlinie sullnshine tillhe rolundll um
til of lnolt lPelee-- the shaved moun
tain. for there is no vegetation worth
speaking of Ion the slopes of its last
one thouisand feet. Beneath us. over
a veritable green sea of tree-ferns
and bamboos. lay the Caribbean as
smooth, as a turquoise. In spite of the
rough climbnlt. having to hack every
foot ogfour way through the forest, we
were not fatigued. for a balmy breeze
like an anodyne was blowing down
the mountain, and we were too higl
to feel the sun.
Looking away from the motiiitAin.
the:.view was magnificent: the whole
of.'lartitisque was spread out beneath
us. and on one lhand' St. Lucia liko a
gray ghost rose out of the filmy sea.
while on the other, seeminig..aln.ost
near e'touIgh to touch" el. towerld tte
green giganti c volcanot of D)oilninic'a
lMt. 1)iabllotin. Bitl what mtet oar evyes
Sintunediatelv.y around us wasi unllantny.
•L_- . .. .
Native'Soatmen and Their Craft. ; t
A lake of bck water without a ripple I a
lay in what looked an Iron cup that y
might have belonged to a giant. It .
was the'crateri'ot Mont Pelee.
. -"[ almost wlih' I hadn't come." I w
said to H-, with'a certain -nervous g
uread; '"there is somnething mysterious tl
,in the terrible sllenge an -.soiehing.r A,
1 menacing in the desolate grimness of
"Pshaw!' replied H-., "the vol
cano is extinct. Why, it hasn't even
smoked for nearly half a century."
We clainbered down the side of the
crater to the little lake at the bottom,
r about one hundred and fifty feet. H
I began to undress.
r " am going to swim across." he
said. "Come on, it will be something
to say." But the terror of the vol.
i -}- _2..- s- I
can:o was on me. and I refused. I
watched him with tascination as he
flopped about in that black water, and
my heart seemed to stand when he
twice disappeared trying to touch the
bottom. "It's too deep for me. and
as cold as ice." he said, when he fin
ally came out.
Towards sunset, without mishap, we
reached the beautiful little town of
l'orne Rouge. on a plateau surround
S . 'i with 1t;:i.- whi,.h gi\vp It the ap
Sarnto o' mnivion I tio the bed of a
ii'i 'n r1r'lItter. Sonit frietnds iput tus
ut) itr the night. We were so tired
I that we went to bted afonc.e. We had
not benti a-leep) a half hofir when I
t awoke in a co!l sweat. At fLrst I
thought I was dreaming that I was at
sea. The wooden walls of the rootd
Sreakl like toe timbers of a ship;
there was a rumbling like the break
Statue of Josephine.
ing of waves: the bed was swaying;
was very dizzy and it was very
-"'H- : ' I oried, when I could find
my voice. "0. God, ;hat is happen
ing'... . ..
S"It's only an earthquake Go to
sleep," saL. IH--, petulantly.
11--:s coolness gave me courage,
but when I heard the rumbling again,
followed by the swaying and creaking,
I got up and lit the candle. There
was a sotund of wailing and shrieking
and the howling of dogs. I was
afraid to remain in the house, and
calling I --.- I went into the road.
Ti'he.re I found the whole of Morne
iu lio assem bled in a panic.
" lok' ' said Hi- , %,ho had fol
lowed i me.
I turned in the direction in which
he pointed. A thin colu in of smoke
issued troni the irater of Mont Pelee.
Alter over forty years the volcano
had onee more bicomen active.
Mont. Pelee fell asleep after that
nightt to awake suddlenly and more
ap pialling in the.e very days, as all the
wo:' d knows: Who shall ever say of
a veohano th, .t is extinct?
Mrs. Lease Will Not Remarry.
The statement has been published
that Mrs. Mary Lease, who recently
secured a divorce from her hushdnd.
was about to marry a Philadelphla
professor :xf an --Asiatic cult. Mrs.
Lease writ es from her home. in Wichi
ta, Kan., denyingthis r('port. She de
(lares that she will never marry again
ahd adds that in five years, when her
youngest child Ben Hur, shall be of
age. she will "retire front pub . life."
Mr. Lease says he wishes his tfoi er
wife good lucki hit is not sorry' she
gdf a divorce. AAmbition, he says, was
the cause of thelfi separation, and he
,iA not.ambitios. - .
..es .~ie rmIe Iue nWci
TWindsor Castle a
S Vast Treasure ,usl ;'
.' - " '
( V INDSOR CASTLE
n is one of the gl"eat
est treasure houses
e in the wirt'ld, ahd,
by the ,king's corn
mand the, public.
are to be given the
a . privilege of inspect
g Ing the gorgeous state rooms of the
palace, which contain some ofthe most
beautiful and the most costly of the
The entire.castle, says a London
:writer, has been overhauled since the
late queen's death, and during the
many months'that have elapsed skilled
workmen have been busy prepr.cipg a
new home' for the king and qliueen.
New pictures of almost priceless allue
have been hung in the state Aparf
mentse aripor and art,treasures..worth
millions of pound.s furniture of the
most superb description, carpets that
-annot be purchased any'hnere, and
.urios of untold value have been col
,ected and arranged by the most emi-.
aent avittlorities in England. and the
-nishiug touches are being put on for
The public view.
The .visitor first proceeds along the
North Terrace (from which a magnifi
,ent view is always obtaisabie) to the
grani *l jntrance. a lofty doorway'.
through which the public will now be
conducted to .the state apartments.
Fromn the vestibule the public will
comei to , the grand stair.ase, about
which has been arranged the finest
collection of arms and armor in the
world. On th.; lower landing is a full
length staltu o)f George 1'. by (han
At the top of the grand staircase is
a tiger's head from the throne of
Tippoo Sultan. This throne was of
considenable magnificence. It was oc
'ia,3nal 'im' 3pie:having at the cor
ners eight tiger's heatlscof gold. The
legs of the throne were fagbioned in
the shape of the legs of tfie tiger,
which appeared to support the "hole
on his back. Tippoo had adopted the
tiger as the emblem of his state, and
upon most of his arms Is a cipher.
signifying. "The Lion of Gog is the
Conqueror." After the storming of
Seringapatam, in 1799. this head was
brought to England bIy the East India
Co.,,.and was presented to William IV.
There is also here the golden bird
from the throne of Tippoo Sultan.
Over the throne was a golden canopy
and on the top of this canopy was this
splendid bird. It is about the size of a
small pigeon and is intended to repre
sent the fabulous bird of antiquity
which is well known to Persian schol
are. It is called "the human bird"-a
blird peculiar to the East. supposed to
fly constantly in the air and never
touch the ground. It is looked upon as
a bird of happy omen, and that every
head it overshadows will in time wear
THE ROUND TOWER.
A description of the arms and armor
would take up nearly a page of a news
paper. Many of them were gifts from
Lord Roberts and' Lord Kitchener to
the late queen. Here are a few picked
The khalifa's coat of mail, with pad
ded coat and cap, found in/ Om
A shield mmounted -with slilver, be
loiiging' to Ras Alula, taken by the.
dbrvishes at the battle of Gallabat in
1899- *nd captured in Omdur~.a .. .
Ancient helmets belonging to the
former. kings of Darfur and captured
.KIa Jam's. uaddlo and 'trappngs
taken by the dervishes after his dcath
at the battle of Gallabat and fdund in
.A .crown which belonged ty the
Quleen of Shoa, a, kingdom of )ioulh
Abyssinia. It eWas brought to the late
queen and presented, at Buckinglham
Palace in 1843."
Passing through Charles Ii;fer:ban
queting room (knbwn more familrly
as the state ante-room) the visitor will
come to what has long been known as
the Zuccarelli roomh, on account- the
principal figu.es in it being palned
by Francesco EZrccarelli. -These have,
however. been removed, and replaced
bf "some. of the finest picture8 in the
world. "Thl roon is. now an art gal
lery in itself, and will be much talked
dUiint. The.apartment. by, the. wy,
used to .be known as the "Queens..
state drawing-room." Here is now
to be seen Quintin Matsys 'taimoul
work, "The MMAagrs,' which pBicture~,o
lovers from all parts will visit Wind-,
sor to see. Then there arq magnificent:
works by Guido. Titian, Canaletto,
Corregio, Holbein and many others.
The visitor next enters the old lall.
rdom, now usually styled "the 'Van
dyt'k toem." on account of the painit-.
ings contalked therein being the pro:
dhu tion of that master. Here one sees
a picture of Thomas Killigrew. ulto..
by his exhaustless store of wit and
himor rendered lfilself peculiarly ac
ceptable to ('harlee. Il., in whose
.housetholl he held tihre post of groom'
'of the hbecha-ber.. At the Restora
tini' he received the additional ap
pointnuent of master of .the revels.
l)uring the king's exile he was em
ployed as his majesty's resident 'at
Close- to the Vandyck room are the
splendid Rubens Audience'and Pres
ence rooms. tle uard ChambetL, ~e
Council Chamber., the Throne Room
and the Ante-Throne Room. In th&'
Throne Room there is- a handsome
ivory throne, a gift to the late queen
by the Maharajah. of Travamcore,
which is now uncovered: .the beautiful
carpet in the room is -of Garter blue.
Then the visitor can peep in at the
Waterloo Chamber. which 1b covered4
with a magnificent carpet made by the
convicts of Agra and presented to the
late queen:' also St. George's Hall
(looking splentid with its panels of
unstained oak. and which will be the
scene of much splendor and gayety
this year). The Gobelin tapestry in
the great reception room will be much
I admired by the visitor, and when he
emerges into the open.air, near the
Grand Quadrangle, he will have had
a surfeit of wonderful hights.
At McKinley's Tomb.
The floral pieces sent in honor of
the late President McKinley at the
time of the funeral were arranged
about the vault and allowed to re
main. The winter left little but the
wire skeletons of the designs, but
these are to be brightened with fresh
flowers and decorative leaves, and
will continue to beautify the scene
during the summer and fall. Mrs. Mc.
Kinley has given an order to a local
florist to revive the designs in part,
banking most of them with new foll.
age and covering some of them with
roses. And other flowers from time to
timlo. , Mrs. McKinley. pontinues to
make daily, vJita. to t e, tomb.
Thp consta nt' Christ in the heart
make -he -consistent Christian la the