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Gr I once possessed a costly plant 4fl.,V vtl - a strange exotic, sweet and rare; ' V- " tf I kept-it in a sunny nook. ; - Ufc l And daily watered it with care. ".-:-- - J - g In the congenial atmosphere . ' ' The lovely flower came to hloom; N 3 a " And all beholders' senses thrilled : - Wr flct With its rare beauty and perfume. t But. oh, alas, a careless hand -"j . -1 fiAD One morning oped the window wide; .-SsS &S And the few moments that had passed f . ' Jjfagy S Before my flower chilled and died. . I mT Thus. oft. with virtue safely housed k m Within- the hothouse of the home. ;- JL k How largely seem its branches spread . J How lovely doth appear its bloom. -T f Tet. when the world's temptations breath ' ftkji. 35rtfc Against it but one icy breath. J How quickly do its branches droop. GrvSL , - And oft its root is chilled to death. . &3 gS Letltia K. Clark, in Boston Post. - ' syf THE BOOK IN WOMAN'S LOOKS By H- 8. CANFIELU. Copyright. 1901, by Dally Story Publishing Company. For ten years Mr. G. Heming Magnus f Philadelphia had been a writer lor the lesser magazines. He wrote short stories and essays and sent them to the editors in the hopes they would be accepted. His stamp bill was large. Still, perseverance, a mild in tention and knowledge dug from the encyclopaedies will tell in time. His accepted manuscripts increased in number. This perked him up. He started a bank account of moderate di mensions. Nothing makes a man so brave as a bank account. He was a slender man, with drooping shoulders, mild blue eyes and a sandy Vandyke beard. When "lionized" he used to twist this beard into a sharp point and stab himself upon, his narrow shirt front. Though his legs were wobbly and his feet large, his "heart was rn the right place." " This he knew from the fact that when startled by a sud den noise it "beat thick and quick, like a madman on a drum." . A boisterous doctor came up behind him, slapped him .on the shoulder and howled : "Maggy, old man, how're the brutal editor men?" The heart, which was in the right place, began thumping. Magnus wheel ed and faced him, wrath in his pale eyes. "I do so hate to be called 'Maggy.' he snapped. "It really is not my name." Then his thin, delicate hand west to his left side. "It's all right, Magnus," the doctor said. "Beg pardon. You looked over worked. Take "a bit of free advice: Go away somewhere and rest." It was early summer and the mem bers of the literary clubs, the fashion ables and the preachers were flitting. The bank account was healthy. Mag nus looked over the papers. Among a thousand advertisements of places "with all the comforts of home," his eye was caught by a. mention of Har per's Ferry, Virginia. He asked about It and was told it was a good coun try, with pure air, farm foods, trout fishing and cheapness. That seemed to suit. Next afternoon he alighted from a dilapidated buggy in front of "Grassdene" farmhouse. Shadows lay deep on the alley. The Potomac rolled grandly to the south. Looking from his window over the sweeping river, Magnus said: "Here is rest. I do not want human companionship. A cultivated mind needs only itself. Surrounded by these eternal hills, amid which dwell a sim ple people, solitude should bring hap piness. Their ways are not my ways, their souls are half-developed, but we need not clash." . He fell readily into the habits of the household. It consisted of Mrs. Lou doun, a silver-haired widow, her grand daughter. Amanda Loudoun, a brown eyed girl of eighteen, with a delicious figure, a mass 01 brown hair and a Magnus wheeled and faced him wrath in his pale eyes. frank smile, sad a man of all work, who ate enormously and said never a word. The two women gave him no confidences,, for which hewas grate ful. He was forced to admit that their manners were perfect, but- set this down to Innate female refinement. . They made no effort at all to enter tain him. He paid his moderate bills vand kept himself to himself. He dis covered a boat in a small bouse which stood by the river and used to pull laboriously a half-mile np the stream of evenings, then float lazily down. In two weeks, however, he realized that a cultivated mind needs tome thiax more than itself. Be was bored. w V I Furthermore, his conscience oppressed him. He told himself that he was ungenerous in withholding himself from these two lonely women, who knew nothing, of books, society, cities or the great world without. He' was not conscious of a desire to alleviate the loneliness of Mrs. Loudoun, - but he thought the girl would improve mightily by converse with a man of his cultivated abilities and - experi ences. She was plump, andjier weight in the boat made the rowing more dif ficult, but he endured the extra labor for the pleasure of watching her in tellect expand like a flower. She list ened to- his talk of books with every A "Potomac rose." appearance of interest. He found all her comments apt, and some of them shrewd. He felt the unconscious charm of her innocence. One evening, three weeks after the beginning of their friendship, she as sumed guidance of the conversation. It was done in a spirit of mischief but the eyes of G. Heming Magnus ' did not see it. He lacked the -perceptive faculty. She astonished him much by a sound, if not brilliant, monologue upon the Elizabethan poets as com pared with those of the earlier' era and, in a mild discussion of the re puted authorship of the Shakespereaa plays, worsted him badly. ' She said ttey were the work of Sir 'Walter Ral eigh during his eighteen years of con finement in the Tower of London. Next day she invited him into a part of the house he had not visited, in troduced him to a sitting-room, fur nished plainly but in perfect taste, seated herself at an old but tuneful piano and played for him, with feel ing and force,- selections from Beetho-. ven, Mozart, Mendelssohn. Chopin, Verdi, Donizetti, Wagner, be Koven, Millard, Sullivan and "Dave ". Bra ham. v, , The Philadelphian dimly recognized that he might possibly, have . been guilty of underestimating the simple farming family. A little later he be gan to hold her in his thoughts arid; to speak of her, when on his rambles; SB a "Potomac - rose." This was a bad sign. In all his thirty years he. had seen no one like her. so simple, so mi affected, so sympathetic, so beautifuj. This was a worse sign. He measured mentally the height of his bank ac count and found it sufficient. This was the- worst sign of all. . It was late in the September of 1898. There was a slight - chill in the air. The girl; wrapped in some fleecy light stuff, sat, as was her custom, in the stern of the little boat, which made no sound as it drifted. In the moonlight her brown eyes looked like jewels. Not a word had been spoken for half-hour. G. Heming Magnus said: ; $ "Miss Loudon, 'when I came ' here I thought you ignorant . country." folk. I know now what a fool I was1.., I must go to-morrow and it makes me sad. I can't bear to think that I wfJl, .never see you again. I have never' told you that I love you, but I do &p cerely. Tou must have seen it. "Will you marry me?" : ' She did not answer. She had giowa suddenly pale and was staring intently at the landing, then not a hundred yards away. Suddenly she claspejd her hands and a wave of crimson rose to her face. A happy smile curved her lips. Then she gazed earnestly at her companion. "I have not seen It," she said grave ly. "Forgive me. Mr. Magnus, bat I can not marry you." - - In -silence he picked np the oars. The prow of the boat grated upon the shore. As the girl stepped lightly m land she was taken Into the arm of a tall; young fellow in khaki ' uniform. She staid there a full five minutes, while Magnus stood awkwardly by. Then she turned, saying: "This lsMr. Landon. He has been at Santiago. "We have been engaged for two years." ' Next spring ' G. Heming Magnus wrote a book Which is in its 150th thousand. His heart has gone into It. Its name Is "Queen Rose of a Rosebud "Garden." . i - TOOK HUSBAND IN PAWN. Russian Spinster Foreclosed on Peas ' ant Woman's Mate. ' A. peasant woman, residing in the village of Bjelosaschek,' in the Gov ernment of Vilna, Bastern , Russia, found herself without money on - the eve of a festival, and vwas very sad on that account. Her husband was known far and near as a ne'er-do-well, and therefore she did not reckon on any help from him. In her distress she turned to her neighbor, an elderly spinster, and requested the loan of a few roubles. But she could not give any security. "I really do not possess anything that I could give you as se curity," she said, "unless you care to take my lazy husband in pawn." To her great surprise the woman received the loan, and with the money went into the village to make a few pur chases. The idea of her obtaining a loan on her husband appeared to her very droll, Great was her astonish ment on returning from her shipping expedition to find that the old spin ster had disappeared with the worth less husband. The deserted wife did not trouble to make inquiries con cerning her spouse. On the contrary, she rejoiced at her deliverance. ' The Inevitable. -. During the trial of a suit to enforce the payment of alimony recently, a witness in the case gave the most damaging evidence against the defend ant In the suit, once the husband of -a -very prepossessing blonde. With very great frankness he told how the defendant had mistreated his wife in almost every imaginable way, and how on one occasion he (the witness) had interfered to save-the poor wom an from a beating. "Oh, you acted the part of a peace maker, did you?" said the defendant's attorney when the voluble witness was turned over to him for cross examination. "You rushed to the res cue of a fair damsel in distress.'" "I did," said the witness, proudly, "and I succeeded in saving her." tlWell, well," sarcastically returned the lawyer, f'then you did not meet the fate commonly acredited to the peacemaker?". "Not just then," said the witness. "I did later. I married the fair dam sel after she got her divorce." European Women in Tibet. Miss Susette Taylor, one of the very few European women who has ever visited Tibet, gave some interesting particulars of the customs of the peo ple of that mysterious land recently. When the Tibetan puts out his tongue at you. Miss Taylor says that you must not feel insulted. He is merely being polite to you after his own manner, the projection of the tongue being a civility equal to our shaking hands, which in his country is not etiquette. On one occasion Miss Tay lor strayed into a Buddhist temple at prayer time, and her parasol was con sidered such an interesting article that prayers were interrupted -while the lama borrowed it and then opened it among a chorus of murmurs of ap proval and admiration. Ballade of the Girls. Who would not pause to drink a toast. To pledge the health of maidens fair. While thinking still of her who most Excels in wit and beauty rare? Who would not thus one moment spars For lover's devoir, while onward roils The world, with all its sordid care? A health, I say. to lovely girls! "What man of tjs Is too engrossed, t Too busied with the world's affair An Instant to desert his post --And drink to damsels debonair? i. Nor need he fear lest he forswear .Himself In pledging flaxen hair t If she he loves have raven hair A health. I say, to lovely girls! And so this glass to beauty's host! - A pledge in which we all may share, .'Tls only thus that we may boast The smiles of her without compare. ri. The one for whom we each would dara And die the death amid the swirls ' Of cannon's smoke and battle's flare A health, I say, to lovely girls! Coal In Russia and Japan. ' Coal is an important article just now In Japan and Russia. It is said that Russia had ordered 1,000,000 tons from Pennsylvania. Japan has 5.000 square miles of coal lands, and .her exports are 3.000,000 tons annually greater than her imports. It is es timated that over 1,000,000 tons are deposited In the undeveloped coal fields in the island of Hokkaido, one of the northern islands of Japan. Rus sia's imports are largely in excess of her exports, notwithstanding she has a coal area of 20,000 square miles, ex clusive of Siberia, Central Asia and Caucasia. It is clear' that Russia needs ueveloping. World's Fair Exhibits. " The combined value of the exhibits in tbe ten principal exhibit palaces of the World's Fair has been estimated by E." S. Hoch, assistant to Director of Exhibits Skiff, at $72,500,000. This es timate is based on statistics at. hand in the division as to the amount and nature of the exhibits which will be Installed In each building. This does not include the display in the Fine Arts palace. Nor does the estimate include the contents of the various government structures at- tbe exposi tion nor the exhibits contained in such concessions as will be of an exhibit nature , -A DIAU FROM Hie POKE... Curious Timepiece That Was Used by - " . 0ir Ancestors. , A writer in English Country Life de scribes a curious timepiece which, a friend of bis picked "out of a -deal of old iron. It is a brass circle of about two Inches diameter. ' On tbe outer side are engraved ' letters indicating days and the months with graduated divisions, and on the inner side the hours of the day. - The brass- circle it self is to be held in one position by a ring, but there is an inner slide In which there is a small orifice, this slide being moved so that the bole stands opposite the division of the the sunbeam shining through the little month where falls the day of which we desire to know the time; the circle is held up opposite the sun, the inner circle is of course then in shade, but orifice forms a point of light upon tbe hour marked upon the inner side. The little dial gives tbe hour with great exactness. It seems probable that this was the kind of dial alluded to in Shakespeare's "As You Like It": And then he drew a dial from his poke; And looking on It with lack-lustre eye. ays, very wisely. "It's M) o'clock: Thus may we see," quoth he, "how the world wags; Tis but an hour ago since it was nine; And after an Dour more 'twill be eleven: And so. from hour to hour, we ripe and ripe. And then, from hour to hour, we rot and rot. And thereby hangs a tale." When I did hear The motley fool thus mora! on the time. My lungs began to crow like chanticleer. That fools should be so deep contempla tive: And I did laugh, sans intermission. An hour by his dial. CODE OF HOBO-LAND. Wanderers Have an Elaborate System of Signs. In the Municipal lodging house, at Twenty-third street and First avenue, there was added recently to a varied collection of captured curios a slip of wrapping paper upon which are scrawled the signs by which passing tramps let their following hungry com rades know what sort of treatment to expect. The signs and their meanings are written in a careful, clear hand, and they evidently were given by an ex perienced tramp to some comrade serving his novitiate. Here are the symbols, with their meanings as given: No ($3 Tou can vet food here. Io- fn lh aardn.' u, Work here. Handed over to police. gA p4ck a yarn. Three women in houae. Get out of town quid: as possible. Indian picture writing is no more ingenious . than these novel hiero glyphs. The rectangle for the garden, with the straight line , body and the four legs of the dog: the cross bars of the. prison cell to suggest the po lice; the doubled flying arrow to en join a hasty departure all express their respective "Ideas cogently and graphically. When this key is in the "hobo's" possession, the gatepost .and stone stoop markings so frequently seen in city and in country will indi cate to" him what prospect he has for getting a "hand-out." New York Times. The Windmill Whirligig. A bright New York clubwoman has conceived the idea of the windmill whirligig, which is expected to be the "biggest attraction" at summer re sorts. It was snapped up in practi cal fashion by an electrical engineer. He calls it the newest thing in shocks. The whirligig consists of a-series of half-covered chairs inclosed in an enormous wheel run by a windmill electric dynamo. And there's the joy of it! Though the wind blows not, the mill goes on carrying its music box in the middle, grinding out popu lar ditties. To Guide the Wayfarer. A curious old custom Is kept up at the picturesque English .. village of Bainbridge, where every winter's night at nine o'clock, a large horn is blown on the village green to aid any way farer,, who might chance to be on the surrounding fells, to find his wsy to the village. , , The fine horn . now in use was presented to the village some years ago. and at one time adorned the head of a huge African bull. The an cient horn in previous use is a good deal the worse for wear, and Is kept as an interesting relic Text Book Behind the Times. It will be news to Maine people to learn that they are still , under Eng lish domain. A text book used in an English school says, speaking of Can ada: "The chief states at present are Quebec Maine and New Brunswick." WYTHE .AS CHURCH ORNAMENT Plasud There to Commemorate Peas ante' Defense of Their Faith. .; ? At the rst sight the . scythe is a strange ornament for a church, but there is nothing incongruous in these curious agricultural implements as seen in the parish church of St. Mary's, at Horn castle, in Lincolnshire. Thirteen of these blades are nailed above the door in the north chapel. At one time . the- blades numbered forty or fifty, but, owing to rustand decay many of them have been lost. Each of the scythes is about a yard in length. . The general belief is that these blades were placed in the church in commemoration of the zeal of peas ants who wielded them in defense of their faith in the rebellion known as "The Pilgrimage of Grace," which had its rise at Louth in 1536. ' When the people saw the rains of their churches and abbeys, they rose in revolt, and arming themselves with the instruments of husbandry, such as scythes, they went forth to en counter the enemy. They were beaten and dispersed, but in the eyes of their countrymen they were heroes, and the rude imple ments with which they fought were deemed worthy of an abiding place in the bid church, where the peasants had worshipped. Christian Age. Hauled by a Thin Cable. - Washington state will send the fa mous "Gray's Harbor Toothpick" to the World's fair at St. Louis. This is a leg 271 feet . long and almost twelve feet in diameter at the base. But the log itself, interesting as it is, is not nearly as interesting as the story of how it was brought out of the woods for shipment. This was done by means of steel ropes only three-fourths of an inch in diameter, with which the tree was dragged three miles through the forest. These ropes when three-fourths of an inch in diameter have a breakage strength of 100,000 pounds. The Birth of a Geyser. Near the famous and erratic geyser of Waimangu, in New Zealand so whimsical in its spou tings and times of quiet that the oldest Maori in the region can give the visitor no sched ule of these performances there has lately been born a new geyser. A few hours before the birth a passer-by had stopped to look at a placid little la goon ringed about with gentle green slopes. Then dwellers in the region were notified of something doing by a salvo of earthquakes, more than thirty shocks in half as many min utes. The next man who walked that way found, instead of the placid green ringed lagoon, a boiling, bubbling cal dron over which hovered and soared and rolled' into fantastic shapes a dense cloud of steam. The older and more famous geyser looks placid enough, too. sometimes, then it wears a feathery foamy cap, again it belches out water and stones and mud to im mense heights and with immense noise Neither of Them Knew. Lord Kelvin was once being shown over some big electric works by the foreman engineer, who was unaware of the identity of his visitor. The en gineer was a capable man, and en thusiastic about bis work, and he gave long lectures about everything to Lord Kelvin, who listened with great interest. Once or twice the senior partner, who was of the party, tried to tell the foreman to whom he was talking, but Lord Kelvin would not have it. and remained an attentive listener till the round of the works was. concluded. Then, when the engi neer had finished, he turned to him quietly and said: "And what is elec tricity?" The man, " somewhat abashed, admitted that the' question was altogether beyond him. "Well, well," said Lord Kelvin, "that's the one thing about electricity you and h don't know." Apple Scoop. ' . John Bunyan is reported the owner of this. The author of "Pilgrim's Progress" used it for removing cores for apples. :.' An Early Umbrella. A curious relic of the century before last is still to be seen in Sheffield, England. This Is nothing less than the first umbrella that ever created a sensation in the streets of the city of cutlers.. r It belonged originally to John Greaves of Fargate, who faced the ridicule of the townsmen under Its shelter, and it was banded down to his descendant, Miss Law of Western Bank. FAT MAN, FAT FARE. System. That : Puts Large and . Small on lit Equality.' It takes Western people to lookout' for themselves and give every man a fair show, even in rapid transit, says the New York Times. It is not prob able, that' in Pueblo, Colo., there is the trouble with overcrowding in street cars that is to be found in New York, but on the Pueblo Valley rail road every man- pays according- to his weight. If the corpulent mine-owner and his fur coat envelop the slim strip of a counter-jumper' sitting next him the C. J. does not meditate with wrath upon bloated bondholders and their monopolies, for he knows that the bulky individual is paying at least twice the amount of his own fare. That is the way they do it. on the Pueblo Vallev. Everr naaseneer is weighed, and pays according to his avoirdupois. Before he enters the car he steps upon a weighing machine, his weight is automatically stamped upon a slip of paper, which he gives to the conductor, who charges him accordingly. The moral effects of this system are far-reaching, and New York officials may take notice. EGGS GET IN DEADLY WORK. Hiany Hens Killed by Violent Explo sions of Their Frozen Product. A most remarkable hen story, vouched for by veracious and respect able people, comes from New Kent county, Virginia. -W. P. Tunstall, who conducts a large hennery, found sev eral of his fowls dead, with their bod ies badly mutilated. While investi gating the cause he heard a muffled explosion and saw a hen fall from her nest, torn and bleeding. Looking Into the matter further, he ascertained that the explosion was due to the fowls sitting on frozen eggs, which when they became warm exploded with deadly effect. According to Mr. Tunstall, the bod ies of the dead fowls had pieces of eggshell all through them. Reflection of Monument. enC"? q, & & - - L mm uruffliiii iniit. I 11 L The "Washington national monument, erected to commemorate the first President of the United States, is the loftiest stone structure in the world. The illustration shows the pretty ef fect produced by its reflection in the water. Anti-Corset League. . About sixty ladies and many more gentlemen have joined the Anti-Corset League at Leeds. England, which is an offshoot of the Leeds Society of Phy sical Culture. The males have vow ed never to-marry-"corsets wrecks." Ladies are exhorted at the peril of ex-' communication from the society, to abandon the use of corsets entirely, and there Is a hard and fast rule that every woman member shall have no restriction of bands or other tight clothing round the waist, but shall endeavor to have all garments sus pended from the shoulders. :- Music and Racing. A steeplechase : mare named' Fire -Island, which won at Lingfield, would not take her food, and her owner was thinking of turning her out of train ing, when it was discovered that the animal had a wonderful .- liking, for music A' musical-box, playing about two dozen tunes, was placed sear her, and "this was wound up twice a day! The result was magical, for within a few weeks the mare won two races. London Tit-Bits. ' t : . " Crow Forages for Itself. A hungry crow e'ntered - the hen bouse of Edward Haskins - at East Wareham, Mass., one day recently and carried war six eggs. jrlt? J : Ill I EM I'iisil:!'! itiii'