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THE tinlversity of Texas ought not to be the football of politics, and ought
not to be dependent for its support and adequate maintenance and extension
upon the -variable notions of more or less freakish legislatures. The uni
versity is already a tremendous power in the educational progress of the state. It
has made the best use of the meager resources placed at its command, and in some
of its departments it takes rank with the leading universities of the country.
During the last school year the university of Texas administered to more than
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extension. The student body as a whole represents an exceptionally high type of
young men and women. The entrance requirements have been steadily advanced
until they are now on a par with those of the best state universities. There was
a time when pupils of high school grade -were admitted to the university, but
that time is past, and the functions of a true college or university are fulfilled
by the state institution with wisdom, persistence and fidelity to high educational
A sound and healthy spirit, according to the annual report of the regents,
prevails throughout the institution and the serious work of a university coursel
is given a prominence unusual in the mass of American colleges. A notable fact in
connection with the -university of, Texas is that last year there were 1200 self
The board of regents in its report to the governor lays great stress upon the
importance of directing much of the work of the university along practical lines, so
as to train he young men and women of Texas to do the work of the state in
development along all lines. The board points out with, tact, but with much
directness and -wisdom, the shortcomings of the university, due mainly to lack of
adequate financial support from the state treasury.
Reading the report one must feel increasing admiration for the splendid work
that has been done at Austin -with resources pathetically and shamefully inadequate.
The equipment is far T)eiow the requirements in every respect, and itis high
time the people of Texas -were waking to their responsibilities, their rights, their
duties, and their interests in -connection with affording proper support to the
work of the university.
The board of regents strongly recommends a special tax for the support of
the university, so as to remove this institution from the biennial scramble for
appropriations before the legislature. The people of Texas have sound reason to
be proud of their university, and it is to be hoped that the legislature may be
made to see the need of a complete reformation in the system of finances so as
to enable this splendid institution to keep pace with the growth of the state and
adequately serve the educational needs of the greatest number of people.
Los Angeles is eight times as big as El Paso, Cincinnati is nine times as big,
San Francisco and Buffalo are more than ten times, Detroit twelves times as big
as this city; hut Los Angeles had only 50,000 population in 1890, and El -Paso has
hardly begun to grow.
Better Stick To
PEOPLE of he city of Hoswell, If. M., in the Pecos yalley are planning to
establish a summer resort on the eastern slope of the Sacramento or White
mountains in the neighborhood of Gloudcroft and the Mescalero indian
reservation. It -would seem much wiser for the Roswell people to join with the
people of El Paso and other southwestern communities in developing Cloudcroft to
the limit of its wonderful possibilities.
There is a reservation of 5000 acres containing the best timber and the most
beautiful scenery in the mountains. Plans are on foot to lay out roads and bridle
paths throughout the reservation, and the Cloudcroft community itself is to be
-provided this year with sanitary sewers, having already a complete water supply
and an electric lighting .system.
There is already a fairly good road from Roswell to the indian reservation,
and it would only require a comparatively small expenditure to put the read to
the indian reservation and Cloudcroft in first class condition. This would not
only give the people of Rswell and the Pecos valley easy and comfortable access
to Cloudcroft by automobile and horse drawn vehicles, but it would also establish
&. through route of incomparable scenic value between El Paso and Roswell, which
would undoubtedly be much frequented and greatly enjoyed by summer tourists
and home folks alike.
Cloudcroft T)elongs to the whole southwest and its trustees have high ideals
of development for the future beautification and greater usefulness of the resort.
It would be "rery costly to establish another resort in the mountains with any
thing like the comforts, conveniences, and sanitary equipment of Cloudcroft. It is
to be hoped that some plan will he devised by which cooperation will 'be brought
about among the various southwestern communities to make the best possible use
of this beautiful park.
The central western corn crop is a hummer this year, according to reports,
and we may may, mind you get cheaper meat down here yet if the secretary
of agricultuie lias correctly sized up the situation. He says cheap corn will surely
make cheap meat but the farmer will not haye as much money to spend, so it
comes out about the same way in the end. The country can only have a certain
amount of prosperity, it appears, and when one class is prosperous, another is
yelling about hard times. Cut down the meat at the expense of the farmer and
the wage earner benefits, but the farmer is pinched. Let the price of corn go up
and the farmer benefits, but the wage earner feels the pinching process when his
meat bill increases.
Put your spare pennies in the babies' banks of the "Woman's Charity asso
ciation, which may be found in almost any store. The Woman's Charity asso
ciation fund to "Help save the babies" is the only one that is being systematically
used in work of permanent betterment as well as in mere temporary relief in
rases of illness and distress. Money deposited in the babies' banks is laid aside for
the particular purpose for which it is intended and is not used in the general relief
work of the Charity association. Let Christmas good will show itself in a big
increase in the baby fund.
Accessibility and the greatest good to the greatest number in promoting the
public health and welfare, ought to be guiding principles in any park and boulevard
work the city -undertakes.
If the people of Arizona, turn down the new constitution themselves, it will
just save president Taft and the United States -congress the troubl
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(JNC walts Denatured Poem
"FTPTR-R! ic flip cfnfpl-r "Mr. f5 rimes,
W apple soothes and pleases? He
xiini on xne uuck, u-iiu utriu niiu un m. ivucara. j. u mvu t-u jvu "
my breast, and say: "Your apple is the best that ever grew and ripened; I think
so much of you that I would share with you 1113'
pumpkin pie, my taxes or my stipend." 0 let the
"GRIMES'S GOLDENS" good old name of Grimes be sounded by the even
ing chimes, and bla7oned on the hoarding; his
apple drives dull care away, and makes each heart
seem light and gay. down here where I am boarding. 0 let the noble name of
Grimes be handed down to future times,
cheers, inspires and thrills, incites to splendid deeds, and fills our boardinghouse
with glory. 'Twould be the foulest of all crimes if nevermore the name of Grimes
should be on earth paraded; for he has brought a new delight an apple that the
gods would bite and has old Burbank faded. 0 Grimes. I lack the poet's speech,
or I would tell you what a peach you are, you dear old lummix! You've poured
Rome balm upon our smarts; you've surely reached the people's hearts, and reached
( them through their stomachs! .
Copyright, 1S10, by Georjra Mattt,Bf
TTMSIE DEAR I found your let-
ter on our return from the
Grays and I wish most awful
ly that it had come before we went
away. .,- .
For I've been a naughty girl, Mum
sie a naughty, horrid girl.
Mr. Sinclair was at the Grays and
II hate to confess it even to you. hut
I am afraid I flirted with him dread
fully. . . ,
I really didn't enjoy it one bit, but l
was cross and unhappy and I wanted
Bobby to see that I had some will of
my own and wouldn't be dominated en
tirely bv his family.
Now I'm afriad that Mr. Sinclair has
the idea that Bobby does not treat me
well, for when we said good-by, he held
my hand so tight and said, "Dear little
girl, I wish I could help you!"
I looked at him in such surprise
that he dropped my hand and said
rather bitterly, "At your old tricks,
Reggy. I feel almost sorry for Caton,
Now, Mumsie, wasn't that horrid of
him? I suppose he meant that I was
-flirting, but it was a very vulgar way
of putting it, and he needn't think I
was flirting with him for amusement;
I was simply teaching Bobby a lesson.
I'm very sorry that I ever looked at
Mr. Sinclair, for Eleanor Peckham was
there, and I fully mean to make a
match between those two. And now, I
suppose, I've Spoiled it, for a time at
least. Men are so stupid, Mumsie.
Bobby never mentioned my talking
so much with Mr. Sinclair, except to
say once in, oh, such a cold tone:
"Peggy, don't you think tha you
are making yourself rather conspicu
ous, considering you are a bride of
By that time I was sorry and ready
to creep into his arms, and be for
given, but some horrid little spirit in
me wouldn't let me say so. I just
laughed and walked away.
That was last night, and we have
hardly spoken since. Bobby took an
early train to town this morning and I
came home in the motor. Mr. Sinclair
asked if he could drive me home in his
car, but I said no.
And when I got home, Mumsie, I
found your dear letter.
Every word you wrote is right.
LOVE OR DUTY
(By T. A. Plnmmer.)
HE carefully snatched a cigaret pa
per from its paclcet, then, witn
tremendous precision, inserted to
bacco, rolled It with the fingers of an
expert, and placed it on the mantel
shelf, a match by its side.
She was a remarxably beautiful wo
QT. not nil but with that exactness
of proprotion so pleasing to the eye of
v,o -n-1-lsi-T and vet even ner ueaic
friend could not have called ner iea- j
tures regular, indeed, their irregularity i
v,as their greatest charm, the asset s-ne
was endowed with did not rely on In
dividual perfectness, she possessed the
beauty of personality, that best of all
gifts the- gods can bestow, and she
was in the chorus!
That is to say she naa oeen m me
chorus when he first met her, but they J
had been married two years v"".
strange to say, were still in love with
each other), and two years cap give
birth to "stars" and leading ladies and
bring "stars' and leadles down to the
bottomest rung again.
She moved softly across the room on
tiptoe, and looked long into the face
of a sleeping figure stretched full
length on the couch. She shook her
head slowly, and there was -the sus
picion of a tear in the corner of her
"Dear old boy!" she breathed, then,
as an afterthought, she added: "Poor
Jack! Poor Jack!"
'This morning she was restless, and
she knew the cause of it. She took a
t letter from the bosom of her dress, and
read itlfor the ninth or was it tne
tenth? time pausing over each word.
She slipped it back and pressed her
fingers to her throbbing temples.
She moved across the room again.
The eyelids of the sleeper flickered, he
stretched bis arms and the lips parted
In a smile. She bend down and lightly
pressed hers to them.
"Poor Jack!" again.
The voice or caress disturbed him,
he twisted his head and slowly the
eyes opened and rested upon the wo
man beside him. Their expression
changed from that of the pain racked
sufferer to love.
"Did I dream it," he said, "or did
you really kiss me?"
Again she bent her lips, and the
man's arms went about her neck and
held her face to his. She did not try
to release herself, she just rested there.
"Do you ever regret marrying a use
less log?" he asked wistfully.
"You were not 'a useless log re
peating his words 'when I married
you, until that accident."
"That accident, that accident! It's
like a hideous nightmare, and has been
for over a year." He stopped, then ad
ded with a tone of bitterness in his
voice. "Do you know. Kit, yet? Has
the doctor , told 'you that I "
He broke off, his lips refused to
frame the words-. In his own heart he
had known right from the first, when
they had lifted him up he knew there
wes something seriously the matter,
but he had never breathed his fears to
"Yes,' dear," she answered, gently
sweeping the hair from his hot brow,
"he has told m '
the noblest man of mntlern times, whose
surely is a crackerjack; I'd like to pat
embalmed in song and story: his apple j
"LETTERS FROM A
Telling of a Flirtation
With Mr. Sinclair.
Mumsie, and I have been a thought-
less, selfish, spoiled girl.
I did not realize that Mrs. Caton was
so frail and that perhaps this might be
the last Thanksgiving she would be
here. Poor, darling Bobby, he loves
his mother so.
I'll go there for Thanksgiving and
I'll be just as nice as I can be and try
to make them like me. I'll even be nice
to Charlotte, and I'm sorry I said that
I hoped she'd be an old maid.
Being married is so heavenly that I
couldn't wish even my worst enemy to
be an old maid.
But, some way or other, I rather
think Charlotte Is cut out to be an old
maid, don't you, Mumsie?
I can't wait for Bobby to come home
and forgive me. Supposing he is very
angry and shouldn't come home to
night, whatjwou I do, Mumsie? I
just couldn't bear it?
I mean to tell him that I only talked
to Mr. Sinclair because I was so un
happy and that I never, never could
think of being even interested in any
man but himself.
I've put on my pink satin tea gown,
with pink slippers and I really look
very nice, and, oh, I wish he'd come,
my heart is beating so. f
I'll remember all you say, Mumsie,
about not acting like a spoiled child.
Being the only child, I suppose I have
had things pretty much my own way.
But I mean to try to be unselfish and
think of others.
You say that breakfasting in bed is a
bad habit, and that I ought to get up
and give Bobby his breakfast. I will
after this. Bobby has been so sweet
about it, he is such a darling.
I hear the motor, though it Isn't
time for him to come for another hour,
and my heart 13 going thump. thump.
"What if he shouldn't forgive me, the
moment he comes in, what would I
Good-bye, darling, love to Dad. Tour
- . .
P g He's forgiven me. Mumsie, ana
he came out on an early train just be-
cause he couldn't wait to see me and
he brought me the loveliest bunch of
pink roses. "We are never going to
quarrel again, and he is so happy about
Thanksgiving. Ana x m nappj. luu, iw4U
I'm going to be a good, good girl.
Daily Short Story
"That I shi.ll never be able to move
again. Poor child! What a test for you
for your love! Tou'll get sick of It
soon, eh? Having a helpless invalid for
your life's companion. I shall be a drag
He was speaking in a bantering tone,
but she could guess how it hurt. A
"nave of depression settled on her.
when she went to the mantel shelf, and
laking the cigaret down she had rolled,
paced it between her husband's
and struck tne match.
He sighed contentedly, and the cloud
of smoke rose between them. She was
glad of it, for It hid the tears In her
eyes from him, and the pallor of her
"God bless you, little Kit! What a
tieasure you are! What should I do
-without you, now.
The smoke had cleared away, and he
saw the letter she held towards him.
He glanced at her for a moment, sur
prised; then took it, and, she stepped
over to the window and looked Into the
He opened out the sheet with trem
bling fingers. What could it mean?
Something wrong, for he had seen her
face change, and she had avoided his !
He had read it through to the end,
I and the cigaret fell from his nerveless
hand and rolled upon the carpet. It
was a half strangled exclamation from
him that caused her to turn.
"I've dropped my cigaret," he said;
there was nothing in the tones to de
note what he felt nothing; thej- were
calm, almost monotone.
She stooped and picked the cigaret
up, and, before he could twist his
head, she caught a glimpse of his eyes.
"You'll take it, Kit?" he said. "It'll 1
mean a lot to you, a tremendous step
up the Thespian ladder. "And it's a"
he swallowed "it's a part you've al
ways wanted to play."
"It'll mean my leaving England, and
3'ou, for six months."
"What does that matter, child? It's
nothing. I'm sorry I can't come with
you, naturally; but the time will soon
She was glad he'd taken it like this.
He was a brick!
She went over to him and kissed him
full upon the lips.
"When are you to let him know?" he
asked, smiling up into her eager face.
"Tomorrow, at the latest."
His cigaret had gone out; she reach- j
cuiur me maiciiuox, ne snooK nis neau.
"No, thanks," he -said.
She looked at the clock. Half-past
five! She had no idea it was so late.
She was stepping on air; she hummed
a tune as she ran upstairs to slip into
her outdoor things; she'd be too late
for the theater if she didn't hurry.
"Goodbye, Jack, old boy," she shouted
"Goodbye. Kit." Then, as the door
closed behind her, the smile died away
and his arms fell limply by his side,
ana as ne turned his head the tearsl
were coursing down his cheeks.
When Kit made her first appearanco
(Continued on next uage.)
Spectre of Democracy Is Now
Hanging Over England's Lords
Constitutional Crisis Involves Hereditary
HE most serious constitutional
controversy that has arisen in!
Orpnr rfHtain since the days of!
the revolution under Oliver Cromwell j stitution of that chamber, and the ne
ts being decided by the British electors j cessity of bringing the members of the
in the general elections now being held, upper house Into more direct contact
Whether the final result is a Liberal , with the people.
or a conservative triumph. the con-
stitution of Great Britain never again j
will be the same.
The fate of the house of lords hangs
in the balance. No political party in
Rreat Britain nubllclv champions the
continued existence of the house of
lords in its present form. The ministe
rialist party, composed of a coalition I
of Liberals, Irish-Nationalists, Labor- j
itos and Socialists, is fighting as a unit i
under the Radical ensign to end the ex
istence of the house of lords as a co- r
ordinate branch of the British legisla- j
ture. The opposition party, technical- (
ly an alliance of Conservatives and Lib- j
eral Unionists, and having tne support
of a few disaffected Liberals and mal-
content Irishmen, is fighting as a unit
under the Tory banner to mend the
house of Lords.
Hereditary Principle Doomed.
But whether it be ended by the Rad
icals, or mended by the Tories, it is
certain that the house of lords as a leg
islative body basing its powers solely
on the hereditary principle the acci
dent of birth cannot longer endure.
It is the only purely hereditary legisla
tive assemblage now existing in any
first class nation. It Is an anachronism
and the time has come when It must
fall before the advance of democracy.
Everybody in England, at least as
far as public utterances are concerned
is in favor of democratizing the house
of lords. Everybody is agreed that the
hereditary principle no longer shall be
the controlling factor in making up the
personnel of the second and upper
chamber of the national and imperial
legislature. If one could take the
stump speeches of all the candidates
together and cut out the details he
would find that everybody was commit
ted to the same principles with respect
to the chief Issue those principles be-
LITTLE LOVE STORIES
Mabel Herbert Urner On The Kitten
T was a little kitten, huddled miser
ably against the lamp post, and
mewing piteously. Stooping over it,
saw that one leg was crueiiy
"You poor little thing," she cried, and
there were tears in her voice and eyes.
And the kitten, seeing In her a friend,
tried to crawl nearer, but was too
What could -she do with it? She could
no-take It to the hotel and she could
not leave it there to suffer. She looked
helplessly around for a policeman one
of those London "Bobbies" whose pa
tience and intelligence smooth the way
for so many American tourists. There
might be one at the next corner, Dut
.. ...j -.. T. i v. r V rk. .O aq A Iti flY
tne Kitten was waicmus ju...0.,.
She hadn't the heart to leave- it At
any moment it might be thrust off the
curb and run over,
Can.t I help you? Shall I telephone
She glanced up gratefully a young
man was looking down at the kitten
with eyes full of sympathy.
"Oh, thank you. I did not think of
that. I was going for a policeman, but
could not bear to leave it."
"There is a telephone at a chemist's,
a few doors below. If you will wait
here I will call up the society to come
to chloroform it at once."
Raising his hat, the man hurried
down the strand.
The kitten had now dragged itself to
her feet and was looking up in mute
appeal. She stooped down and stroked
it gently. Several minutes passed and
he did not return. Then it occurred to J
. .. . ..,, "v n r. rotnm
He had sImply said that ne would tele.
phone. She felt strangely disappointed.
1 And when, a moment later, she saw
him hurrying throuph the crowd, it
was as though a friend, not a stranger,
was coming toward her.
The Acquaintance ProgTexies.
"I'm sorry to have kept you waiting,
but the line was in use. And when I
did get them, all their men were out. It
will be an hour before they can come."
"Oh, but It would be cruel to let It
suffer so long."
Her voice was almost a sob.
"I thought " lie hesitated, "we
could take it to the chemist's and have
It chloroformed there."
"Yes, that will be the kindest thing
that can be done," and she stooped to
pick it up.
"Won't j'ou let me carry it? You will
soil your gloves."
The passerby looked curiously at -the
tall young man carrying so carefully
a -wounded kitten.
Two and Chloroform.
"It is the kitten I was telephoning
about." he explained to the druggist.
"Can't you chloroform it here?"
"Sorry, sir, but I'm the only clerk on
and must stay up front. But you can
take it .back there in the prescription
room. If the lady gives the chloroform
while you hold it, you won't have any
trouble. It's too weak to struggle
"But can't I do it alone?" He had
noticed that she was growing very
"You will be more apt to hurt It,
holding it with only one hand," an
swered the clerk, measuring out the
He turned to her anxiously.
"Can you stand it?"
"I will try."
A SqueamlNb Tank.
So they took the kitten into the room
beyond and laid It on a table. Thev
made a paper funnel, filled it with
cotton and saturated it all with chloro
form. "Very gently he held tne kitten
while she slipped the funnel over its
With the instinctive fear that comes
to all animals at the approach of death,
it struggled violently. Even her lips
were white now and her hands trembled j
so she could hardly hold the funnel.
"You can't stand this. Let me call
She shook her head and tightened her
hold on the funnel. The blood from the
crushed leg was smeared all over the
gray fur, the sickening fumes of the
chloroform grew stronger. At length
the struggles became more feeble, and
then ceased altogether.
The kitten was dead.
Sh leaned against the table with clos
ed eyes. A horrible falntness was
creeping over her. He led her to a
Principle of the Peers
ing an acKnowieagmeni ot tne newssi-
ty of a second chamber, a repudiation
of the hereditary principle in the con-
The proverbial man from Mars might
find it difficult to determine why,
when everybody is agreed in principle,
there should be such a tremendous
battle about the details of the legisla
tion intended to make those principles
effective. As a matter of fact, the de
tails are all important and the princi
ples simply as principles, amount to
Nearly All Tories.
The house of lords now is composed
0f something: more than 600 hereditary
peers, of whom all but about three
score are Tories Tories in politics. To- j
rles in reiji0n, and Tories in society. I
wnen the electors of Great Britain are
niMsed to elect a narliament having a
Conservatlve majority, the Tory minis
try formed under, and responsible to,
that parliament, has no difficulty
whatever in making up a legislative
program, secure In the certain knowl
edge that the government proposals, as
passed by the house of commons, will
be approved by the house of lords.
On the other hand, when the Liberal
party has carried the country, when
there Is a Liberal majority In the house
of commons and a Liberal ministry is
advising the crown, then the govern
ment never is sure that any one of its
measures has even a remote chance of
being enacted into law. In the past 50
years the house of lords has rejected or
mutilated not less than 50 Important
government measures which had been
duly passed by the commons. In the
same period of time the lords have
never rejected, nor have they amended
In important detail, any measures sent
up by a Tory majority in the lower
In other words, the British constitu
tion now permits the people qualified.
(aSBd as-Bi uo panurjuoo)
chair and threw open a window.
LoTe's First Aid.
She shuddered and hid her face.
"Oh, It was horrible horrible! I
didn't know it would be like that."
"But it is over now. The poor little
thing is not suffering now. You -will
feel better out in the fresh air," he said
gently; "the chloroform in here is sick
ening." 'He took her out front, where he or
dered a cab, paid the chemist, and gath
ered up her guide book and gloves that
she had left on the counter.
It did not occur to her that this was
a stranger on whom she was being so
dependent. Somehow, she had not
thought of him as a stranger since she
had seen him coming back to her
T through the crowd while she waited by
the kitten. And now when he put her
In the cab and followed, remarking qui
etly that he -wished to see her safely
home, she ga"ve her address, the Hotel
Metropole, and leaned back with a
sense of rest and security in his pres
ence. Ijove Makes Xelgfcbors.
He called the address to the cabman
and turned to her wtih a boyish laugh
"Do you know we are neighbors?
Next door neighbors? I am at the Vic
toria." For a moment she forgot the kitten
and was conscious of a quick glow of
"The Victoria? Why, I thought only
tourists and Americans stopped at the
Metropole and the Victoria, and surely
you are neither."
"I am both."
He took a Baedeker from his pock
et. "This proves my genuineness as a
tourist it Is the regulation trademark.
I believe. As to being an American, I
can only give you my word for that."
She took the Baedeker, it was thick
er than hers and seemed different,
"Why, It's in French."
"Yes, I bought it hurriedly, it was
the only edition that they had in
She glanced up In admiration for cne
who could use a French guide bock:
she found hers difficult enough In Eng
lish. There was a bit of gray fur on
his sleeve which she had not noticed
before, and now it brought everything
back with a sickening rush. She shud
dered and looked out on the 3reet.
"Oh, that poor little .kitten. Are you
sure, quite sure, that it was dead?
What if the chloroform had only stu
pefied it and it should revive? Oh, it
would suffer so."
"It could not revive. There was no
pulsation. I noticed very carefullv.
Try not to think of it." he said gently.
A Xew Yorker.
The cab drew up at the Metropole,
he helped her out and there was an
awkward little pause. Then she held
out her hand, murmured a few con
fused words of thanks and hurried up
The guide-book in her hand It was
the French edition! In her own room
she curled up in a big chair, her flush
ed face hid among the cushions. She
was glad, very glad that the mistake
had been made. For now he must call
to return her book.
She opened the book at the fly leaf
"F. Grant Clafard, New York."
She liked the handwriting, it looked
frank and honest- And she liked the
i little blot at the end of the "k." It
signified nothing in particular, except
carelessnes, and, perhaps. a leaky
fountain pen, but anyway, she was glad
It was there.
There were many closely written
marginal notes and addresses. She
wanted to read them all, but she
didn't. She closed the book firmly and
laid it aside.
It was early the next morning when
the bell boy brought up his card. A
few moments later she entered the re-
ception room with vivid color in her
"I was afraid my French Baedeker
might not be as useful as your own,"
"I find Baedeker quite difficult
enough in English, without having to
translate it. But how did we happen
to get them changed? I am afraid It
was very stupid."
"I thought it very fortunate," he said,
gently. ? '
There was an awkward pause. And
Two is company an' three is relatives.
Th' ingredients used in makin' a good
resolution don't cost nothin' an' any
thing that's cheap soon, rubs off.
Years Ago To-
From The Herald Ot J ryxf
Thia D3t.e 1805. ,?
Rev. J. F. Corbin is about to build a
two story residence on Stanton street.
Supt, Hurley, of the Santa Fe, came
down this morning in his private can.
Max Krakauer and wife came" up last
night from Chihuahua and have gone
to San Antonio.
Lieut. Avis, quartermaster at Fort
Bliss, leaves today on a Washington
George Fitzgerald left on last night's
flyer for Boston, to be gone three
Engineer J. C. Crane, of the S. P
and Mrs. Crane, have returned "to this
city to reside.
W. A. Hawkins came down this
morning from New Mexico on the Santa
W. E. Sharp, of the W. G. Walz com
pany, is confined to his house by ill
ness. C. C. Tanner and Bro. have purchased
the hardware stand of E. H. Vogley
and will enlarge the stock
There are 100 carloads of corn in the
T. & P- yards awaiting transportation
over the Mexican Central.
Augustus Buckler, son of judge
Buckler, and his wife, of FIshkill, N.
Y., are visiting In the city.
Mi-ss Leila Trumbull leaves for Ohio
soon and her friends gave her a com
plimentary dance last night in Chopin
The McGinty band started in last
night on its new series of semi-weekly
rehearsals. The next practice' is Fri
Bernard M. Taney, secretary of the
St. Loufs transfer company, died at his
rooms In the Sheldon block at 4 oclock
W. H. Holmes, who went to Houston
to represent the Masons of this city at
the meeting of the grand lodge, has re
turned. Mrs. J. T. Roe and children arrived
today over the Santa Fe from Chicago.
Mr. Roe is recovering from the effects
of his bicycle fall and say3 he will be
able to whistle in a -week-
then, after the manner of Americans in
London they talked of many things and
soon found they had mutual acquaint
ances. He -was a Yale man and she had
a cousin at Yale, a member of the same
fraternity. To be sure, the connection
was not very close, but it served the
Before leaving, he deftly brought the
conversation around to art topics. Ha
had tickets for Cassel's private exhibit
on Thursday. Would she care to go?
And so it was arranged.
And that was the beginning of many
wonderful days of sight-seeing and
rambling around London
One morning tSey started out on a
trip to Stratford. The train soon
whirled them far out Into the country
beyond the dust and smoke and noise
of the city. It was a radiant, sunshiny
day. The fields and flowers and vine
covered cottages of the beautiful Eng
lish country seemed lfke a vivid im
They found. Stratford a quaint old
village abounding In memorials of
Shakespere. They -wandered through
the narrow streets to the famous birth
place, the old Grammar school, and
then out to Anne Hathaways cottage.
It was long past noon before they
thought of lunch and stopped at a little
"I am desperately hungry," she
laughed, as they sat down to a delic
ious English lunch of fresh milk, cold
mutton and cheese cakes.
"And I'm afraid you are tired, too. I
should not have let you walk s long
la tke Old Churck.
"Oh, I even begrudge the time we are
taking for luncheon. One can rest and
lunch at home, but one can see these
quaint old places only in Stratford."
"What an enthusiastic little tourist
you are! But I cannot let you overtax
Thero was a note of authority in his
I voice that made her heart beat hap-
After lunch they strolled down to the
old church. It was a warm, sultry af
ternoon and the streets were almost de
serted. The church was da.k and
shadowy, the dim light from the stain
ed glass windows served only to be
tray the shadows that lurked about-
There was a fiflnt odor f Incense
and moldering wood. Far uo. under
the gloom of the altar, lay the Shak
spere vault, and all arounl -were an
cient tombs bearing recumbent figures,
whose carved forms shone weird and
ghostly in the uncertain ll:ht.
"To Protect You Always.
Suddenly from a. dark corner came a
strange, rustling sound, and something
rose In the air. She gave a frightened
cry and ran toward him, straight into
his arms that instinctively he held out
The fluttering noise was repeated and
with It the shrill chirp of a bird.
"It is only a sparrow," he murmured
"Oh, it it was foolish for me to be so
She tried to withdraw from his arms.
"No: I cannot let you go now. You
came to me for protection, and I want
the right to protect you always.!'
There was a Ions: silence. Her face
was hidden. Then she whispered shyly:
He drew her closer.
"From all the world."