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Would you Rtni. If he lost his money.
Hush across the street To prasp his hand and to let him see That it made you happy that you and ha Had happened to meet? Would you still, if he lost his money In an honest way, T?ke trouble to have It known That he was your friend your own As you do to-day? Would you still, if he lost his money In deference bow And never in deed or word or thoug-ht Put the smallest slight upon him? If not You betray him now. S. E. Kiser. - impawns, (Copyright. 1905. by The apple of the Widow Stubb's eye was her boy Sam, a lean, freckled youngster. Perceiving this, Peter Elowsy and Silas Bliggs, captain and mate, respectively, of the "Salmouth Siren," vied with each other in making much of him. Over the bar of her tav ern, "The Mariners' Rest," the widow remarked to the two that she was wor ried about Sam's health, whereupoa the captain responded quickly that it "wa3 a shame to see such a bright, handsome face looking so peakish. The mate, outdone, energetically nod ded his sympathy' with this view. The captain, following up his advantage, recommended a certain tonic. Then the mate was seized by a great idea. "What this dear little feller needs 1b an ocean trip!" he said, impressive ly. "I'll take him on our next un, Captain Blowsy willin', and I'll give him a father's care and bring him back with roses In his cheeks!" "Delighted ter hev him!" the cap tain immediately responded, slapping his knee to show his appreciation of the plan, although he scowled darkly at his mate when that gentleman's hack was towards him. Mrs. Stubbs, fter hesitating long, consented, and the many warm glances she bestowed upon Silas convinced him that he had made a ten-strike. . As was' their custom, the rival suit ors met in the widow's parlor upon the Sunday evening following. Their vessel was to set sail the next morn ing, so each was anxious to unburden his heart to his hostess. When the clock's hands neared eleven, Silas, see ing that the captain had determined to sit him out, arose. With a malicious glance at his rival, he excused himself for not staying later. Since Samuel "whom he was to assume charge of that evening was used to retiring early, he announced, he meant him "while In his care to continue in the wise habit his good mother had taught him. As the wily mate had counted upon, the opportunity came while he was waiting at the door for the boy. Mrs. Stubbs was quite overcome when he stammered his petition, a condition which, while lamentable at the time, gave Silas blissful memories to carry with him, since during the moment of collapse the widow's plump form re posed In his arms. Recovering, she told Silas coyly that the memory of her dear Stubbs had not allowed her to contemplate a successor to him, but that she felt indeed honored at such an offer from such a person, and that 6he would try to see whether Stubbs place in her heart might not be shared toy another. Silas, who had hot expected a more favorable answer at that time, bade her adieu contentedly, feeling that the captain's persuasive powers could earn him no better answer than the one he secured, and that if he could retain possession of his trump card Sam he would have nothing to fear from the captain upon their return. Captain Blowsy. The surly greeting he received from that gentleman the next morning went to confirm his belief. The "Salmouth Siren" sailed, and after an uneventful voyage reached her destination and discharged her cargo. As they were about to weigh anchor for the return trip a "Loat rowed hastily out to the ship. A rough-looking fellow came aboard and was ushered into the cabin. The cur ious Silas took his stid a few feet away from the open caNo skylight. The stranger was speaking. "My beat's off Biimley Cove!" were the first words Silas heard. Dally Story Pub. Co.) "A day's trip this side o Salmouth! Then you can look for us about the first o' next week," the captain replied. "I don't want ter run agin' the law!" said the stranger, dubitably. "Rot!" came from the -captain. "Fol ler my directions an' you'll come out all right: The night after we reaches Biimley Cove I comes ashore with the mate and the kid. You toiler us. The mate an' I goes in fer a drink at some 'longshore tavern, leavin the kid out side, the company inside not being fit fer one of his innercense to "sociate with. The" place I picks out ter leave him is a lonely un', so you comes along Silas Bliggs. an' nips him. You keeps him on your boat till I tells you when an' whar' ter land him. When you brings him ashore I happens along, huntin' fer the lost Sammy! We has a leetle set-to an' I rescues the kid! It's simple!" "I'm bio wed if I likes the job!" the stranger answered. "Pshaw!" responded the captain. "Taint nothin' but a leetle joke, an' I'm goin ter pay you well for It!" The two arose, haggling over a price for the job. Silas walked away. The mate was aghast at his rival's cun ning plot. He trembled when he thought of the pinnacle the captain would reach and the depth to which he would sink in the widow's estima tion if the plotters succeeded. He was seized with a wild desire to flee the vessel with Sam, but his charge was nowhere in sight and the sailors, the stranger having pulled off, were weighing the anchor. When he grew calm he set himself to plan a way to frustrate the rascally scheme, tut al though he spent many an hour in thinking over the situation, the only determination he arrived at was that when the "Salmouth Siren" reached Biimley Cove he would stick to Sam like a leech. The boat was within a day's sail of Biimley Cove when a severe storm arose. In the evening, as great wind driven sheets of rain beat the deck and vivid flashes of lightning lit up the plunging bark weirdly, the captain sought his mate's company for the first time during the trip. Silas, occupied by his troubles, seeing that the cap tain had been drinking, paid little heed to his maudlin talk. But as the cap tain, growing superstitious under the combined influences of the liquor and the storm, unfolded his pet belief that the destinies of ships were controlled by strange sea folk, Silas grew in terested and then agreed heartily with the captain. When they separated Si las was deep in thought. About midnight, sobered by the storm, the captain had taken the wheel. Suddenly, above the noise of the gale, he heard a strange voice can ing him. By the faint light from the cabin air-ports he made out, forward of the wheel, a prostrate figure. As he peered a continued flash of light ning disclosed a mermaid. A mass of long yellow hair half veiled her face and streamed over her shoulders and from her neck to the end of her long, fish-like tail, phosphorous radiated. The captain shivered. "Who air you?" he gasped. "The mermaid what looks after this here craft's fortune!" the creature hoarsely answered. "I hev" come to warn ye. Peter Blowsy, that destruc tion waits the "Siren" at Biimley Cove! It air a punishment fer yore evil doings!" "I jest meant' to hev a leetle joke, good mermaid!" tawled the captain, in his excitement, letting the mer maid's peculiar pronunciation escape him. No answer came. The mermaid was vanishing. . The skipper remained transfixed with terror until the gleams !1 of phosphorous shone no longer. 1W he staggered to the companion way and bawled for the mate. When, after an exasperating delay, Silas appeared, the skipper with an oath ' instructed him to set a straight course for Salmouth and went below. Two evenings later, shortly after his mate had gone ashore, Captain Blowsy entered his cabin, intending to don his shore clothes. He found upon the cabin table a huge bundle. Opening it curiously, he discovered a mass of unraveled hemp, fashioned into the shape of a woman's wig; a huge fish tail, made from two pieces of old can vas cut to the required shape and basted together, with an opening at its largest end large enough to admit a man's body, and a box of wet sul phur matches, labeled "The fosforous you seed!" With these articles was enclosed a note stating that the re mainder of the "mermaid what looked after the 'Siren's' fortunes" could be found that evening at the '"Mariner's Rest," where a full account of why and how she appeared could be heard. Silas had conquered; his discomfit ed rival sought liquid solace that even ing in a strange tavern. Silas, when Sam had been sent to bed, seeing that his . highly-colored story of his rival's dastardly plot and its frustration had caused favoring winds, set sail for and reached the Port o' Love. ONE REQUISITE FOR SUCCESS. Press Steadily Onward and Nevrr Think of Failure. A happy minded woman came from the" West to take her place in the van with the girl who works the girl with a purpose an ambition beyond soci ety. That she was in earnest there could be no doubt. She began with stenography; she took a course in physical culture; shp studied the work of book cover de signing; she even spent a week as a cloak model; she tried to win success as an advertising agent. In nothing could she achieve any success. Yet she worked hard and was encouraged and aided by friends. But she failed to keep on at any of the many branches she adopted, says Success. It is not always possible to see the stars beckoning us. A philosophic woman has written, we must dig to find our star. But we must keep on blindly, sometimes through the dark ness, with nothing but. the keeping on itself in view. Worry not over en vironment or lack of the immediate success that may be our due. Waste not time over small regrets or fail ures or small achievements. These things only prove that von are alive and in the battle, just as the singing of a bullet tells a soldier t.t he is in the field. But when the tired time comes to you the girl who works and you look over untrodden fields where the daisies may glow al luringly and the star of success may perch low enough to reach without too much straining, just stick to your purpose, whatever it may be. Leading Up to It. "I wish you would look- at this watch and see what's the maftpr with it," the man said, handing it over. ine jeweler examined it. I can't see anything wrong." he said. "What seems to be the trou ble?" "It has lost nearly a minute In the last three months." "That isn't worth making a fuss over." "I didn't know but one of f h W. els might have broken, or something." jNone or 'em dropped out?" "No, they're all right." "It isn't full jeweled, anyhow, is it?" "Yes, it's full jeweled." "I've been susoectiner latel-ir thof fha case is only washed." "You're wrong. It's solid gold." "But it isn't a first class make is it?" "Yes. there's nothin a- hettM- In fha market." "I'm glad to hear you sav so Por. haps you wouldn't mind letting me have a fifty on it?" Chicago Tribune. Couldn't Find It. The neighbors h informally upon the Suthrons during the evening. Mrs. Suth that if her husband will gather some mint from the mint bed) in the garden she will mix for them a genuine Ken tucky julep. -Mr. Suthron. whn ha in dulged in seven or eight genuine Ken- lucny juieps prior to the arrival of the guests, goes- willingly in search of the desired garnishment for the drink. He remains in the garden quite a while, and finally the others go out to ascertain what causes the delay. "Why don't you bring the mint in, dear?" his wife calls. From somewhere in the darkness comes the testy response: "Jane, I've eaten my way twice around this lot. I've chewed gera nium leaves, grass, catnip, tulips, onions, sage and burdock, but blamed' if I can find a sprig of mint any where!" Pittsburg Dispatch. He Had Already Won. A young man who had been atten tive to the other man's daughter, ask ed him for her hand in marriage. "I'm sorry,"" said the father, "but I must refuse. I don't believe you are the kind of man for her." "Til have her anyway," said the youth, becoming bold. "You won't," said the father, em phatically ; "well just see who wins out in this matter." "All -ight, I accept the challenge." saii the other. "Is the fight on now'" "It is." "O, very well." said the youth, "then I've won. I married -our darchter two eeks ago Thursday." Kansas City Tirres. MEN OF PROMINENCE IN THE INSURANCE INQUIRY CASE JOHN A. M'CALL Those relations were confidential, Ir; I must decline to answer," said the witness. " - i There is nothing confidential about the insurance business now," the in quisitor rejoined. And the witness answered. Who the particular witness was and what the question that drew out this colloquy doesn't matter greatly for the purposes of the illustration. The im portant thing is that the refusal to answer, testily given by a conservative old Wall street financier in the insur ance investigation, and the reply of counsel, Charles E. Hughes, of the committee, got right into the heart of the Inquiry that the Armstrong com mittee is now holding down at City hall. New York. It is worth while to look in on a session of the committee, if one cares anything for the study of people. The big aldermanic chamber of the City hall is filled to overflowing. At the far end, on an improvised platform whose bare boards contrast strangely with the rich mahogany fittings of the room, sit eight men charged with per haps the most important task that has come to any body of legislators in New York for a generation. They are called to pass upon the management of a billion and a quarter of trust funds belonging to the people of the whole nation, but placed under the control of a few score of men compos ing the boards of directors or trustees of the great life insurance companies having headquarters in the lower half of Manhattan island. A diverse lot are the committee. At its head is Armstrong, of Rochester, one of the veterans of the State Sen ate, a hard-headed, clear-figuring, prac tical politician. Down In front of the committee plat form is the busiest -group of folks in the whole company. Pacing around the few square feet of clear space di rectly in the center is a tall, spare man. The first thing one notices about him is an aggressive red beard, behind which show teeth that rival the famous Roosevelt collection in size, prominence and regularity. A big, sharp-pointed nose and deep-set eyes that light up now and then with the gleam that shows the spirit of the fighter within are the other features of prominence, and they go with the broad forehead to give the impression of a man of great power, a keen think er, a man who knows the joy of battle and enjoys thoroughly the conscious ness that he is in the midst of the fighting. Charles E. Hughes allows the wit ness to tell his own story within cer tain limitations and then proceeds to weigh one by one the several asser tions In the balance of known facts and obvious probabilities. Charles E. Hughes never lays himself open to the charge of unfairness, and he is just as good friends with the lawyers on the other side as with his own colleagues. Usually also he is fraternizing with his witness between questions, making sure that there is no misunderstanding of the theory upon which his examina tion is based, careful to see to it that the man on the stand appreciates, how ever unwillingly, the pertinence and Importance of the facts that are to be elicited. . - But it does not seem that Mr. Hughes is -alone in running the investigation. With him are two men, James McKeen and Matthew Fleming, who by nature and circumstance are calculated to be of the utmost assistance. James Mc Keen most people in Wall street know. A lawyer of the old school, well read. Pastor's TriD Around World. TJov Paul W TJnn who has lust been appointed pastor of the Central Methodist churcn, Kansas city, re turned only a few weeks ago from a trip around the world. He was accom panied by his wife and by Mrs. Linn a mnthor. TMif iue the iourney. which oc cupied a year, the party traveled more than 40,000 miles. Rev. Mr. unn re signed the pastorate of a chnrch at Maryland, Mo., so that he could make the journey, the-object being to make a personal investigation of the re ligions of the World. ' keen, able, a searching investigator whose ripe experience applies to the results of his delving a sane judgment. he is not the kind of man to go. off on a tangent, he is just the sort of man for the enormous task of figuring out on a comparative basis the different methods of conducting the insurance business in this country, and of apply ing the meritorious features of one system to correct the defects of an other. And this is what he is engaged m doing just now. The Junior associate counsel of the committee is Matthew Fleming, Princeton man of the middle 90s, and he is engaged most of the time in digging up syndicates and things with Chief Counsel Hughes. This task Id itself involves an enormous amount of work that does not show in the public hearings. Nobody knows but the law yer in the battle whether a brilliant attack on a well-constructed intrench- ment behind which some witness is standing defiant, or a rangy fight through a thicket of irresponsive an swers is won by the wit of the mo ment or by hard study in the small hours of the night before. There is where a junior associate counsel can make himself useful, but incidentally be laying up a store of information as to the methods of the chief that will be of the utmost service in days to come. Other lawyers, except the two on the committee, do not cut a very large figure at the sessions of the insurance inquiry. There is, to be sure, a nota ble array Frank Black for the Equit able,; James M. Beck for the Mutual Richard V. Lindabury for the Metro politan and so on down the line, and at some future stage no doubt oppor tunity will be given to them to pre sent such evidence as they may de- i sire. But just at present counsel for tne defense if such they may be called are at a discount and spend most of' the time in looking wise and advising witnesses about to take the stand. That is because - a legislative committee, is one of the most uncon ventional bodies imaginable in the scope of its questioning, and objections that might be made the basis of many appeals and demurrers in the courts of law may just as well stay unmade,' if one cares to economize his breath. The investigation is still young and it is too early to prophesy, even ii that occupation were legitimately with in the range of newspaper reporting, its ultimate results. But it is safe to bank on it that nobody will be allowed to get very far away' from the propo sition laid down by Counsel Hughes at the start, that "There is nothing con fidential about the insurance business now." Philadelphia Ledger. The Teaching of Journalism Among practical newspaper men, to whom the smell of damp paper is sweet incense and the caustic criti cism of the galley boy is stimulating condescension, the efforts of well- meaning educators to establish "chairs of journalism" in our higher institutions of learning are viewed with good-natured indulgence. As a matter of plain truth, the best prepa ration for a newspaper career is - a good, sound, well-balanced university education without regard to specializa tion or the cultivation of a writing "style." Thus equipped the young man or woman is ready to study "journalism" where experience is served hot from the skillet. If the candidate has the qualities that make for success they will "develop very soon. Kansas City Journal. Didn't Know His Own Feet. While "Bob" Cushman of Bath, Me., was -working up the Kennebec, log ging, some years ago, one of his com panions, while - floating some logs down the river, slipped and fell over board. He clung to a log, but, the current being strong,, carried his body underneath it, and as he tried to raise himself he caught sight of his reet sticking out of the water on the oth er side of the log. Bob hastened to help him out, bet the other man ex claimed: "Never mind me; save the other fellow, who Is in head first." 1 Afterward. "Tt.sd a lover once." -he sighed. ' "Twas in the golden long ago, When- you were groom and I waa bride, Ah! how could he forsake me so! Xay! tell me riot my love is dead. tor 'tis "not true; and yet. somehow. It seems from out my heart he's fled, I wonder where my love Is now?" "I had a sweetheart once." he cried. "In those same olden, golden days. " When I was groom and you were bride. She walked beside me all my ways. Alas! I fear though he's not dead. The missing lover you bemoan. He has, tne fickle rascal, fled With the sweetheart I used to own." J. W. Foley in New York Times. Mare Kills Herself. Supposedly despondent because of her uselessness through old age, Kate, he aged family horse of Moses Farns vcrth of Troy, W. Va., drowned her e?f after one unsuccessful attempt at Suicide. The mare was ?3 years old and had een owned by Farnsworth ever since her birth. Havir.g outlived her useful ness, she was turned out to pasture. Thenever arotter horse was hitched o the family carriage Kate would -??h. kick and show her displeasure. few nays ago Farnsworth drove way with the carriage drawn by an other horse. Kate tried to kick tho fence down to get to the carriage. Af er the rig had disappeared old Kate wandered almost a rcile to a creek near the home of J. D. Talbott. Walk :ng out on a high rock that overhangs .'he ' deepest part of the stream, the -nore deMberately plunged into, the -vEter. Talbott saw the act, and, rush ing to the piace, drove the horse out with stones. He led her from the spot, but later in the day old Kate's lead body was found in the water 'uderneath the rock. The Tame Cow-Whale. A genius up at the Balena whale isheries has, according to veracious eports, succeeded in domesticating he cow-whale. The whales are not exactly household pets yet, but ac cording to Prof. Muller, their owner, they are very useful. Fifty , of the whales come daily to a little inlet and are milked, each of them giving five 'o seven hogsheads a day of milk, "hen the adventurous Prof. Muller egan to experiment with cow-whales 'ie found great difficulty in persuading hem to keep still while being milked. The whales could not understand the process. But they like good things to sat, particularly sweets. They were lured, a few at a time, into an inlet, where they were fed with choice whale food. At last they were taught that no milk meant no food. And they submitted. They now stand without hitching, and have never been known to put a foot in the pail when stamp ing to keep off flies. New Yo;!i Trib une. Child Played With Lion. The spectacle of a lion playing with a child is reported to have been wit nessed at Vryheld, in Natal. A Dutch farmer, accompanied by his wife and little boy, was out shooting game. Suddenly the attention of the parents was drawn to the child who had tod lied a short distance away to gather .vild flowers. Crowing with delight, he little fellow was pulling the hair if the full-grown lion, and the animal ippeared to be enjoying the opera tion. The lion skipped sportively round the boy, until, startled by loud shouts from the parents, it walked luietly away, followed by a lioness, which, up to then, had lain concealed in the long grass. Bonnets Made of Grass. .. Articles of dress are now being ex tensively made of glass. A Venetian manufacturer is turring out bonnets by the thousand, the glass cloth of which they are composed having the same shimmer and brilliancy of color as silk, and. what is a greater ad vantage, being iirpervious to water. The spun glass, when soiled, Is simply brushed with a hard brush and soap . ind water, and it is none the worse 'or being either staired.or soiled. The material is to be had In white, green. lilac, pink and yellow, and bids fair o become very fashionable for even- .ng dresses. Answers. Nitrogen Forces Plants' Growth. J. L. Derway of Burlington, Vt., re ceived from the government a sample zt ritrogen for inoculating seed. He used it on his bean seed last spring, and the results are now very much in avidence. The vines grown from the noculated seed stand four feet high and are very rank, while those from seed planted in the ordinary fashion stand about a foot high and are nothing to brag about" for beans. Both come from the same lot of seed and grow side by side. The Deepest Haul. Near the Torga islands. In the Pa-. cific, goire time ago. a fish net was link 23,000 feet below the surface. That is the deepest haul ever made. t tcok a whole day to sink the net n rai?e it. Life was found even at hat depth, over four miles, where the errrera'ur-e was just above freezing and the pressure 9,000 pounds to the quare inch. ' Camera Like a Book. Parlsirn has invented a camera. i-- "v-i.-.-- i ii v) i.t i mat, wnile - tjHj.c-i.i3 - iTrtum. tie may iaKe nictures of his frierf's. By this meats ie errects to he able to get very iwt- -PF.emble a pocket dictionary.