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I can help you either wav. tyPrompt attention given to the collection of claims. Residence—NEAß FORK. [May 20-6 m k $1.500 TO ’ IN ONE BUM, ON FIRBT-CLABS REAL ES TATE BBCURITY in Baltimore county. Apply to LONGNECKER BROS., June 3—tf] Towson, Md. Fob “Thm Union.” LOVE’S MESSAGE. BT RETBAEMA. Dear one, I send to you, now on the ocean, All of my love, my heart's ceaseless devotion; By all the power of thought, I now send it out, May you receive it, dear, without fear or doubt. Aa from the white capped waves up to the skies You lift your beautiful, wonderful eyee,t| May it flash in your heart, how I adore. And love you, dear sweetheart, for evermore. May you be glad 'tla so, glad that you bear, (With half the world between), constant and clear, (This message that I send), "all that I am, All that I hope to be, Is yours to claim." And as the rhythmic sway of the great sea. Like some grand anthem swells, happy with So may you understand how I love you With love that always will be strong and true. And as each vibrant chord, each perfect-tone Of your pure soul responds quick to my own. Oh, may you then flash back for answer dear (With all your heart’s fond love), word that you hear. Over the ocean waves aa your ship speeds. Ceaselessly following on where your thought leads, So would my very soul swoar as I kneel. To serve your every wish with tireless zeal. Glad to be trod upon by your dear feat, If I can make your life safe and complete. Taking you where you will, doing what youaay, Glad to be made of use in any way. Vast as the skies above, Ob, my sweetheart. Deeper than ocean's depth in any port. Is the Joy that your heart always shall know, If my heart's constancy can make It so. I want you always on me to depend, (As sailors on their ships) to the world’s end; And my one prayer is this: that I shall prove More worthy every day of your dear love. Happy the very thought, though far at sea. On the same skies you look, dear love, with me; See the same moon and stars now shining down, And the same God our life with love doth crown. 1 am so thankful, dear, though far away. In the same world to be with you today; And because this is true, can you not see How much to be near you must mean to me. At every heart beat, dear, I call to mind How beautiful you are, how wise and kind ; How you are everything I most admire, In all this wide, wide world, and most desire. And so I want you back soon as may be It is so far away over the sea, And though my spirit seeks your own to-night, I want to see your face, it is so bright. I want to touoh your hand and hear your voice. Noblest of womankind, for me God’s choice; I want to be with you, your life to bless. And always stand between you and distress. I would reflect the thoughts in your dear eyes. Like seas on calmest days mirror the skies; Soul of my very soul, heart of my heart. Never again from you would I depart. Safe may your Journey be. then back again, Filled full of happiness, free from all pain; And may you be as glad as I am, dear. When every precious hour brings us more near. Baltimore, Md. IDLE HANDS FOR IDLE LANDS. The present period of industrial de pression in Great Britain has been productive of a host of schemes for the alleviation of abnormal distress, some marvellous in their complexity, some entirely unworkable, a great number merely specialized forms of sectarian charity, and others again purely and simply political agencies. The inadequacy of all charity insti tutions to cope with the unemployed evil has never been more strikingly illustrated than during the past win ter. Such methods offer but tempo rary relief; they do not remove the cause of unemployment. The British poor law is a time-honored institution that has been content for generations to deal out its miserable dole to the unfortunates it is supposed to. care for, and no more melancholy set of folks can be found than the inmates of an English workhouse. The truthfulness of all this has been known all along, but it remained for an American gentleman to point the way to a remedy with the direct ness that characterizes the American everywhere. Mr. Joseph Fels came to London some four years ago and set up a business similar to his Phila delphia concern, and during the past year even his abhorrence ot personal notoriety has not been able to pre vent his coming before the public eye more than perhaps any other man save Chamberlain. It arose in this way : Convinced of the impotency of the poor law admin istration where unusual conditions of distress obtained, the Board of Guar dians of Poplar, one of the most con gested districts of the East End of London, decided some ten years ago to start some sort of farm colony or workhouse, and applied to the local government board for permission to buy a number of acres of farm laud for that purpose. This was refused, as the law would not allow any union to acquire land save for the erection of a workhouse, or its extension. The project was therefore dropped, and not until March of last year was it revived, through the meeting of Mr. Joseph Fels by George Lansbury, a social reformer, and a number of the Poplar Board. Briefly, what Fels suggested was that a tract of land some distance from London should be secured, and able-bodied paupers set to work thereon. Fels agreed to pur chase a suitable tract and band it over to the guardians at a peppercorn rent for three or four years, the guar dians having the right at any time during such period to acquire the land at the purchase price, or return it to him without further cost. The offer was accepted, and a farm of 120 acres was purchased and handed over to the guardians of Poplar on March 30, 1904, for a Farm Labor Colony experiment. Mr. Fels was greatly encouraged by the excellent reports of the Vacant Lots Association of Philadelphia, in which both he and his brother are interested ; and it was this success and recollection of Gov. Pingree’s potato plats in Detroit that made him confident of the ultimate triumph of the Farm Labor Colony scheme in England. No better spot could have been chosen for so practical an object les son in social economics than Lain don, where the first Poor Law Farm Colony has beeD established. Twenty two miles east of London, amid the quiet surroundings of rural Essex, stands the little group of iron and concrete buildings that has become the cynosure of every Board of Guar dians in the country. Twenty miles more to the east, across an undulating plain, lies the North Sea, and the ozone-laden breezes blow with almost trade-wind regularity landward. In April of last year a hundred able bodied men weje sent from the Pop lar Workhouse to the Laindon colony, and speculation and prophesy were rife among the Bumble-like guardians of the utter failure of the scheme. The firm-rooted belief of the average guardian is that these paupers will not work even if given the chance. The writer remembers an interview with Mr. Fels by the mayor of Shef field, which illustrates this. “These paupers cannot be depended upon, you know, Mr. Fels,” said the latter. “They will not work unless they are forced.” “I quite agree with you,” said Mr. Fels, “and what’s more, if I were a pauper I wouldn’t work, either,” “Yet you expect these paupers to work cheerfully and voluntarily on the Farm Labor Colony ?” “No, I don’t, nor does anyone in his senses. We must change all that. They must be no longer paupers, in. name at anv rate. The ffartßewoula any man ; let them be treated as human beings whose hopes and aspirations have not quite been crush ed out by your demoralizing poor house system. Let the man in the man have a chance, and I am confi dent of the result.” In the fourteen months just com pleted, Mr. Fels’ optimistic belief, in which he stood sadly alone, has been more than justified, for only two cases of refusal to work have been chron icled up to the present, although men are leaving from time to time to fill situations and regain their lost status in society, and fresh “derelicts” are taking their places in the colony. Excellent meals, absence of osten tatious officialdom, and plenty of hard work are the principal features of the new regime, and they have worked well. At five o’clock in the after noon work ceases for the day, and the men partake of a dinner that would put to shame many a two dollar house in the United States. Later they are free to follow their own inclinations; some engage in games of football or cricket, others join in a home-like free-and easy, others stroll through the quiet lanes —it may be to the nearest inn, which is 4J4 miles away. They retire at ten thirty and arise at six-thirty in the morning. Break fast over, they turn out at eight o’clock to the oldest industry in the world with a willingness that silences all criticism. The Saturday after noon holiday is held by the colonists as an Englishman’s right, and not even the strenuousness of American ideas could induce the superintendent to ask the men to work after one p. m. on Saturdays. They are free from duties between Saturday noon and Monday morning, in accordance with the English custom. Signs of returning manhood, of re vival of human feeling almost killed by the poor-house, are not wanting. A few caged singing birds hang on the wall; a little fox terrier that strayed into the colony has been be friended by the men, and now has, like them, regained its self-esteem to such a degree that he works out his board as a faithful sentinel. Skilled workt too, havethese men done. With only the direction of the superintendent, a man with a great heart and a kindly word for everyone, they have digged ditches, built barns, made roads, and culti vated the fields. For three months, fifty of them were engaged laying out a waterworks, and the grading of the reservoir banks and the construction of a great dam have been highly praised by military engineers who have visited the colony. And all this with unskilled labor, simply be cause these men were led, not driven, to something better than the useless occupations of stone breaking or win dow cleaning or floor scrubbing. Almost the first question propound ed by civic wiseacres who visit the colony is, “Does it pay?” In the sense of showing a clear balance on the right side of the ledger, no farm labor colony can ever be expected to pay, but in the true economical sense it certainly does. The average work house inmate costs the Poplar Board of Guardians 1 is. per week. On the colony, however, not calculating any return from farm produce, because there has been hardly time yet for this, the cost is 10s. 6>£d. Therefore the saving is at least s}4d. per head per week, and that means so much saved to the rate payers. There is a movement on foot to turn all such gain into money payment to the colonists, and Mr. Fels suggests the guardians’ saving it for them until they quit the colony, which they can do at a moment’s no tice. Mr. Fels’ ideas have proved so eminently practical that this is likely to be done in the near future. There is yet another and weightier consideration to be taken into ac count. When a pauper leaves the “house,” tempted by the possibili ties of summer, it is but too often to return in the winter. When he leaves the colony, he has no desire to go back to the workhouse, for he has been lifted up, his feet have been firmly placed again on the social'lad der, and the man remade. It is not so much a question of money-making as man-making. But this is not all. As soon as the success of Laindon colony was proba ble, Mr. Fels, who is possessed of great wealth (he himself says “fairly ample means”), extended his offer to every board of guardians in Britain that cared to accept it, and already the lethargic indifference of English civic bodies has received a rude shock, and many towns are adopting the system. For the lord mayor of Lon don’s central committee on unem ployment, a committee as unwieldy as its name, Mr. Fels purchased the Hollesley Bay estate, a magnificent tract of fine land on the east coast of some 1,250 acres, at a cost of 8165,- 000, and this was taken over in February last. Personally, Mr. Fels has no politi cal or religious or industrial ideas in this connection further than those ex pressed to a Countt y Life correspon dent. He says: “With the religious or political side of the unemployment question I have no concern. lam only desirous of bringing idle men and more or less idle land together. Lands there are in your own England enough and to spare, and I am fully convinced that the true solution of the out-of-work TOWSON, MD., SATURDAY, SEPTEMBER 9, 1905. problem lies in some form of getting back to the land. In this enterprise I am not acting as an American, and I am not a philanthropist. I am merely a plain, every-day man of business, and if I can help your own constituted authorities to make your poor laws workable on sensible lines, I shall have accomplished all I have in view.” Mr. Fels has carried out this prin ciple of self-abnegation with a thor oughness that at lqßst commands re spect, and not one periodical has been able emm-sh much as to publish his portrait.—/. Allsup 'Btktk&age- -in. Country Gentleman. THE WAY WITH HANNAH! ‘ ‘Got anything fur a gal ?’ ’ he asked of the girl behind a counter loaded with Christmas toys. “How old a girl ?” was the reply. “She’ll be twenty next Spring, if she gets over the measles all right, and the doctor says she’s gainin’ on ’em every day.” _ “And do you want to buy her a Christmas present?” “I dew. I’m going to marry her in May if sumthin’ don’t bust, and I want to make her a mighty nice pres ent. Poor Hannah ! She jest lays right thar and moans and sighs and fights the measles, and I want to prove my love.” “How would something in jewelry do?” asked the girl. “She don’t keer fur jewelry.” “You might buy her an umbrella. A lady’s umbrella always makes a nice present.” “She never uses one, except to hit the dog or cat with. She’s no gal to put on style.” “An album or some book would be a suitable present.” “Yes, but she don’t keer fur ’em. I bought her an album once and she used it to prop up the legs of the kitchen stove. She’s no reader, either. When she ain’t workin’ she likes to sit and hold hands and eat candy. I’d rutlier not buy anything at all than git sumthin’ she don’t want.” “How would a comb for the hair do?” queried the girl, as she looked about. “She don’t use ’em,” replied the young man, as be fondled a ready made elephant which could move its trunk. “She jest makes her hair all frizzy and let’s it go at that. Kin that mewl be used as a pincushion?” “She could fix it for a pincushion, but you wouldn’t buy a mule for a young woman, would you?” “I dunno. Mewls are sorter sot, ain’t they?” “I believe so.” “Well, that’s the way with Han nah. She gits sot every week or two, and it’s the hardest kind of work to unsot her. What’s the price ?’ ’ -‘Twenty cents.” “That’s about my figger. She kin fix it up and stand it on her buro. Whenever she sees it she will think of me and her sotness.” “It hardly seems to me that you are selecting the right thing,” re turned the salesgirl. “That’s 'cause you don’t know Hannah,” he replied. “While she has the measles she kin keep it on her piller and pull the string and make him kick. That’ll take her mind off her sickness. When she gits well she kin make it into a pin cushion or stand it on the parlor organ fur bric-a-brac. I’ll take the mewl, he looks sot and yet he looks humble. Mebbe his humbleness will melt her heart a little.” “You evidently love your Hannah very much.” “You’ve hit the bull’s eye, sis. I’ve stood by Hannah through chick en-pox, whoopin’ cough and sore eyes, and I’m with her four times a day while she’s down with the mea sles. Love her 1 You bet your life I do, or else I wouldn’t be spendin’ this money fur her. And though she’s sot in her ways and needs new teeth, she returns my love and is mine agin the world. Here’s your cash and somethin’ tells me I’ve struck it right and the blamed thing is goin’ to bring two lovin’ hearts so clus together that there won’t be room fur ribs and vest buttons between !” — The Idler. A SLIDING SCALE. Stealing a million —genius. Stealing 8500,000— sagacity. Stealiug 8100,000 —shrewdness. Stealing 850,000 —misfortune. Stealing 825,000—irregularity. Stealing 810,000 misappropria tion. Stealing 85,000— speculation. Stealing 82,500 —embezzlement. Stealing 81,250—swindling. Stealing 8100 —larceny. Stealing 810 —theft. Stealing a ham —war on society. —■■ • Two Jews meet on the street. Ro senthal says to Gensberger—l have not seen you lately, ver do you lif now ? Gensberger —I lif in one hundred and fifteenth street. Rosenthal —Veil, votvas de matter mit dat boarding house on Baxter street ? Gensberger —I couldn’t stand de meals. Rosenthal —Vy ? Gensberger—De first veek ven I vas dere der cow died, und ve had beef all veek, de next der pet calf died und ve had veal all veek, the next veek one of the old boarders died und I moved. I didn’t vant to take chances. The only one that never makes mistakes is the one who never does anything. Preserve us from him ; from the man who eternally wants to hold the scales even and so never gets done his weighing—never hands any thing over the counter. Let the rest of us go ahead and make our mistakes —as few as we can, as many as we must —only let us go ahead. The Host (at the musicale) — Miss Screecher will sing “Only Once More.” The Guest —That’s pleasant news. r ROCKEFELLER AT CHURCH. : In a second paper in the August 1 number of McClure’s magazine, Miss [ Ida M. Tarbell, author of “The His ■ tory of the Standard Oil Company,” 1 gives a terrible picture of the effect of keeping separate Sunday school ethics and business morality, as ex : emplified in the character of John D. Rockefeller. “The only public place in which Mr. Rockefeller appears with any ' regularity is at the services of a Bap -1 tint church in the community where ’ he happens to be living. He is par : ticularly devoted to the services of theiEuclid Avenue Baptist Church of Cleveland, and rarely from May to Octpber does he miss the Sunday meetings, and he always appears at tbflj annual Sunday school picuic. Hfte he seems to be at his freest, JmaThe.tven makes little speeches on occasions. And yet to one who from a pew watches Mr. Rockefeller in the bosom cf his church, it seems as if the Sunday service can be nothing but an orleal. “The writer was once present at the annual October gathering in Mr. Rockefeller’? Cleveland church where he says gool-bye for the season to the Sunday school of which he is the honorary superintendent. He sat 1 through the session of Sunday school, his back to the wall, (they say in Cleveland Mr. Rockefeller always sits with his back to the wall when it is possible. So many things can hap pen behind one’s back in an assem bly !) incessantly peering into the faces of those before him. No child in the assembly was so uneasy. Throughout the church service which followed, this same terrible restless ness agitated him. He sat bent for ward in his pew, for a moment, his eyes intent on the speaker, then with a start he looked to his right search ing the faces he could see, craning his neck to look backward. Then his eyes would turn again to the speaker. But not to stay there. A few mo ments later he was searching the aisle to his left, craning again to see behind him. Those who have observed Mr. Rockefeller in church over a long period of years say that he has shown this uneasiness for years. Uncon scious habit, perhaps. Fear, fear of the oft repeated threats of the multi tude of sufferers from the wheels of the cars of progress he has rolled across the country, so many a man who knows him will say. It is piti ful, so pitiful, that one cannot watch John Rockefeller sit through a church service and even cease to feel that he is one of the saddest objects in the world. For what good this undobted power of achievement, for what good this towering wealth, if one must be forever peering to see what is be hind!” * STATE IN THE FROG BUSINESS. The largest lot of frogs ever grown in captivity in Pennsylvania is now being distributed from the Pleasant Mount hatchery, in Wayne county. Fish Commissioner Meehan decided last year to add frog culture to the service rendered by the fish commis sion, and a few were raised at the Corry and the Erie hatcheries and distributed. The experiment was successful, and frog raising, it was decided, should also be tried at the new Pleasant Mount station. There the frog crop has been entirely suc cessful, and the 300,000 that were raised are now being sent out. These frogs will be the only ones the people will get from the State this year, as the experiment proved a failure this season both at Erie and Corry. At Erie an epidemic got in among the pollywogs, and at Corry more than 100,000 small frogs were eaten by snakes. The process of raising young frogs is exceedingly interesting. When four or five days old they are ready to ship and are from 1y 2 to 2 inches long. When twelve days old they are worth 2 cents apiece for bass bait, so there is money in raising frogs if one knows how, since it is possible to grow 2,000,000 of them to the acre. The frogs are shipped in cans of 400 each, packed simply in wet moss. The 300,000 on hand are not nearly enough to supply the requisitions, which come from every county. Fish Commissioner Meehan will in the fall issue bulletins from the reports of the superintendents of the fish hatcheries giving their experience at frog rais ing for the benefit and instruction of the public. The raising of frogs is easier than the raising of poultry. A frog a week old planted now will be fit for the table next year, and in two years will be a “monster.” Two kinds of frogs, the greenheads and the western, were raised at the hatchery, but the greenhead is pre ferred by epicures. The market price : of edible frogs is from 81.50 to 83 a dozen. Both Expired.—The charge was one of keeping a dog without a license, and the defendant evinced a tendency to interrupt the evidence. He was sternly hushed, but eventually his : turn came. The clerk of the court turned to him : “Do you wish the court to understand that you refuse to renew your dog license?” “Yes, ' but” — “We want no buts. You f trust renew the license or you will be : fined. You know it expired on * January Ist.” “Yes, but so did the * dog. Will I have to renew him, too?” > Mrs. Jackson. —“Yes, parson, I > know de Bible say de meek shall in ; herit the earth ; an’ ’deed I tries to 1 be as meek as I kin.” '■> Parson —“Dat’s right, sistah ; dat’s right.” t Mrs. Jackson—“ But it’ll be jes > mah luck when it comes time fo’ me to inherit the earth dat dar’ll be some kind of municipal ownership.” “Papa, must a man be narrow i minded to keep in the straight and narrow path?” "No, son; but the ■ man who keeps therein frequently is. ” THE RIGHT HAH. There was nothing brilliant about Parkinson. Indeed, his mental pro cesses were decidedly slow. He was the sort of a man that would listen to a capital story with the face of a gra ven image, mull over it the rest of the evening, and perhaps at midnight, when quite alone, he would discover the point and hawhaw uproariously. Withal, Parkinson was a man to be depended upon. You always know where to find him; you were sure that what he said he meant, and that what he meant he would stick to through thick and thin. He was toll, broad of shoulder and his homely face radiated 'gcxid . Although the bulk of the great Park inson fortune was his, he sat daily be fore a desk in the offiice of Thorpe & Tollman. The fact that a fellow had a little money did not render him ex empt from honest work, said Parkin son ; and this was why the foreign accounts of Thorpe & Tollman were kept in his round, boyish handwriting, and also why Parkinson received sls at noon every Saturday, which sum, be it stated, did not cover the cost of his lunches and cigars. Now, when it comes time for Park inson to fall in love, he did it as he did everything else —slowly, method ically, with a painstaking regard for The young woman about whom he finally found his affections centering —another man would have made the discovery six mouths earlier than did Parkinson —was a certain Miss Margery Reeves, a joyous, hap py, radiant creature, whom Parkinson worshiped with all the tenacity of his stolid nature. Miss Reeves regarded Parkinson as a big, good-natured brotherly fellow, a trifle slow and obtuse at times, but always the most dependable of her satellites. The exact nature of her attitude toward him Parkinson did not discover until one afternoon when they sat together beneath the walnut trees at the farther bunker of the Country Club links. It was one of those lazy afternoons which beget confidences. Miss Reeves herself could not have told how the conversation led up to it, but before she was really aware of what she was doing she was telling Parkin son all about it, and Parkinson was listening with grave sympathy. She told the whole bitter story— her engagement to Tom Marshall, the quarrel which had broken it off, and even the ugly rumors which had come to her ears concerning Marshall’s downhill course since that time. And as she finished these were tears in her eyes and a strange little quiver to her voice. Parkinson was tremendously im pressed. He had never seen her in a serious mood before. He sat quite still for a long time staring thought fully at the walnut leaves above his head, stirring indolently in the breeze. Then he smiled his slow, enigmatic smile. “Don’t you think it is too hot to play the rest of the course?” he ask ed, and, helping her to her feet, he suggested they go back to the club house for tea. They went back in silence. Once or twice she glanced at Parkinson cu riously ; it was a very strange smile. It seemed to mask something going on in his mind. The following Monday Parkinson obtained a leave of absence from the office and went to Boston. The latest report had located Tom Marshall there. It was several days before Parkinson found him in an obscure little hotel. Marshall was looking seedy and there were unmistakable marks of dissipation on his handsome face. “Park,” he cried, as Parkinson entered the dingy room where Mar shall, in his shirt sleeves, was sorting out bunches of lottery tickets, “it’s good old Park, as I live! What brings you here, old chap?” Parkinson sat down on a rickety chair. The room was small and hot. Moreover, he had just climbed six long flights of stairs. He looked rather tired and wilted. “Look here, Tom,” he said ab ruptly, “you’d better cut this out and come home with me.” Marshall laughed unpleasantly. “Like this, Park? I guess not. Home’s no place for me just yet.” “Yes it is,” said Parkinson, with unwonted sharpness. “Listen to me, Tom. There’s a girl over there that’s got to be happy at any cost.” He paused to mop his face. He remind ed Marshall of some great wounded animal; there was something like pain in his eyes. “And you’ve got to make her happy,” he went on. “Do you near? It’s up to you. You needn’t worry about money. I can fix you up in that line until you can get on your feet again. But you’ve got to go back with me, any way. She —she wants you to come back. How do I know? Well, I know— and that’s enough.” Marshall tossed the lottery tickets onto the bed, and turned to the other man with sudden comprehension. “Park,” he said gently, “you’re a queer old brick. Yes, I’ll go back with you, if you say so. Tonight ? All right, then, tonight it is.” The messenger came with Margery 1 Reeves’ note just as Parkinson was leaving the office. He hailed the first cab and drove uptown, his mind a maelstrom of doubts and fears. The note was non-committal. It merely ( requested him to call at the house as soon as possible. Was she angry be . cause he had found Tom Marshall and brought him back, or did she merely wish to thank him for his ; efforts in that line? He had not seen ; her since that afternoon at the links. ' The thought of seeing her now cut him sharply. The end, so far as he . was concerned, had come that day l beneath the walnut trees by the father : bunker, when he had seen the tears in her eyes—the tears that had not been for him, but for Tom Marshall. He waited for her in the big, dim hall. She came down the wide stairs, dressed in white, her eyes shining. There was a radiant happiness in her eyes that hurt him strangely. “Oh, how can I ever thank you for what you have done?” she cried. “It really wasn’t anything,” Park inson mumbled. “Wasn’t it anything to find Tom Marshall and bring him back ? Wasn’-t that anything to you?” she asked. “Yes, it was something,” he ad mittedlamely. (Confoundthat lump in his throat.) “You dear, unselfish, stupid fel -40w,” she laughed, “what do you sup pose me?’ ’ He shook “He said you cameback lb TSJShe me understand that the one man in the world who was everything I had hoped of him and which he was not —was you!” “Did he say that?” asked Parkin son, incredulously. “He did,” she dedaired, “and I told him” —her eyes fell demurely— “that he wasted his time and his car fare, because I had found that out long ago.” And then Parkinson—well, even a stupid man sometimes acts on impulse. MAKING GOOD HONEY. The modern apiarist must of neces sity use foundation if he wishes straight combs that can be emptied by extracting, for choice, fancy section honey comb honey, and nothing else will sell in the markets today. The broken, dark honey of our grandfather’s days cannot be sold at any price. Sugar syrup could be fed to the bees to put in boxes, but it would still be sugar syrup and taste like it, and not like honey, and so much of it would be used by the bees for increased brood rearing that it would not be profitable even if it were houest. Extracted honey can be best raised by the farmer and comb by the spe cialist, since it requires more skill and experience to produce the latter, and when raising it the bees usually swarm in the farmer’s busiest season, the haying time, and if not imme diately hived go to the woods and the profits are gone from that colony for the season, for it is the first swarm that usually gathers most of the honey. Bees dislike very much to work in the small section boxes and sometimes sulk and refuse to do so until the part of the honey flow is over, and if more than one swarm is allowed to issue while working for comb honey, very little honey is obtained from any of them. With extracted honey it is very different. If plenty of empty combs are given to a colony in the be ginning of the season they seldom swarm, and with such a large working force, a much larger amount can be obtained. In the fall, when the press of farm work is over, the combs can be removed from the hive and placed in the honey extractor and the honey thrown from them by centrifugal force, very much as cream is separat ed, and the frames of comb can then be stored away until another season. We have combs that have been in use for twenty years as good as ever for that purpose. Never destroy a good frame of worker comb, for they are good prop erty for the beekeeper to have. Store them in a cold, dry cellar and the wax moth will not trouble them. They should be wired, however, or they break from the frames while ex tracting. Extracted honey sometimes does not sell quite as readily as comb, and why? It is the pure honey without the indigestible wax. Physi cians tell us that wax is no more digestible in the human stomach than leather or India rubber, and I believe was no more intended by our Creator to be eaten than the skins of fruit or the shells of nuts. Pure extracted honey will always granulate or candy when exposed to continued cold, and this is the only positive proof of its perfect purity. It should be sold in that form, and then the public could be sure of what they were buying. But as long as there is so much distrust of granulated honey it will have to be heated and sealed like canned fruit to keep it liquid. Most honey producers put it up that way at the present time. To sum up, if you wish a pure article of honey, buy it in the granulated state or of some beekeeper who has a re putation to sustain. — M/s. H. S. Stockman. STUDY YOUBBELF. Did you ever think that it is fully as important to keep on good terms with yourself as with other people ? We have known young women who took great pains to win the good opin ion of certain ones whom they admire. They were very much on their guard in the presence of these particular people. But very often the people who are most entertaining and agree able in society are very bad company for themselves. If they spend a sin gle evening alone they are almost sure to fall into a depressed and gloomy mood. The good opinion of other people is worth having—yes, is worth striving for; but it is of greater im portance to have, and deserve, one’s own approval. It does not pay to cultivate the qualities which attract others and neglect those which will make us good companions to ourselves. If we wish to become the best sort of friends we must first get on a friendly footing with our own hearts, and this is possible only when we learn to un derstand ourselves,aud lift our purpo ses and motives upon so high a plane as to compel our own respect. He—“ You’ve got to have a pull to get ahead.” She —“Yes, and you’ve got to have a head to get a pall.” When a man regards himself as ir resistible it is time to do some quiet thinking and self-abnegation. ESTABLISHED 1850. IN CASE OF DROWNING. Get the person out of the water as quickly as possible. If he grapples and struggles with his rescurer in his efforts to save himself, thus endanger ing the lives of both, render him tem porarily unconscious by a sharp blow on the forehead. While the person is being brought to shore someone should run for a doctor and bring some things which ought to be kept handy in places where people bathe. These are blankets aud dry clothes, brandy or whisky, aromatic spirits of ammonia and hartshorn (this last is only for external use, to be ap plied to the nostrils of the uucouscious person and then with care not to burn the delicate mucus membrance of the nose). As soon as the person is safely on shore, lay him on a table or a board or onTftS-grSiyHd I do not carry him away but try torevive firm witho'itfMgjdng time in making preparation. TakeSfl*'* the clothing from the chest and upper part of the body, and as the windpipe is often choked by water drawn into it during the struggle for breath, turn the patient on his face, place your hands under the abdomen and raise the body. This motion may expel the water partly by gravity, partly by pressure upon the lungs. Then pull forward the tongue and with the finger far back in the mouth clear away all the or anything else that may hinder the breathing. Turn the person on his back, place him on a dry blanket as soon as it can be ob tained, and commence artifical respi ration. The aim of this is to bring air into the langs by alternately ex panding and compressing the chest in imitation of natural breathing. This most important part should be taken charge of at the start by the person who can do it best. It would be well for everyone to learn to preform arti ficial respiration iu order to be pre pared for emergencies. There are several methods of arti ficial respiration, the best of which is known as Sylvester’s method. Raise the shoulders and chest a little by a roll of blanket, and have the head low. If the patient is on the ground, kueel behind his head ; if on a cot, stand be hind him; grasp each forearm below the elbows and draw his arms up and over his head, making the elbows al most touch the ground, hold them there for about two seconds. The ef fort of this is to pull upon the chest walls on each side to expand the lungs and to allow the air to rush in. Then reverse this movement, that is, carry the arms back until they rest against the sides of the chest, the forearms firmly downward and inward against the chest, for one second. This pres sure depresses the ribs, contracts the chest and forces the air out. Repeat these movements regularly at the rate of sixteen times a minute until the drowned person begins to breathe, then time the movements by his ef forts to breathe. While this is being done, another person should take bold of and draw out the tongue, as during insensibility this falls backwards and blocks up the air passage. If several persons are present, have one take charge of the tongue and draw it forward geutly with each inspiration and allow it to go back with expiration. If the tongue slips, hold it with a handker chief or thrust a hatpin, or large pin right through it; then it can be con trolled. During the continuance of this artificial respiration, all the wet clothes should be removed and warm blankets substituted. Hot water bot tles or bricks well protected may be placed along the sides of the body and legs, and gentle rubbing continued. Artificial respiration should be con tinued for an hour and a half even though there be no pronounced life extinct. Absence of the pulse at the wrist or of the heart-seunds to the unpracticed ear constitute no proof that life is extinct. While these ef forts are being made to restore breath ing, as well as afterwards, stimulation should also be employed. Place hot water bottles, or warm bricks, as has been said, along each side of the body (be careful not to burn it) on the pit of the stomach, between the thighs and at the soles of the feet. Continue to rub and use all kinds of warmth until life is restored. As soon as the patient can swallow, give hot tea or coffee or whiskey in hot water, in tea spoonful doses. The dose of the aro matic spirits of ammonia is a tea spoonful diluted with water. When the patient has been revived he should be put in a warm bed and left quiet, but should be watched to see that breathing does not suddenly stop. If it does, commence artificial respiration at once. Recovery from asphyxia by drowning can scarcely be expected to take place after an immersion of five or six minutes, although certain cases have been re liably reported when recovery has tak en place after twenty minutes, so that we should never give up our efforts to restore a drowned person without working over him for an hour and a half or two hours or until a physician has pronounced life to be extinct. Small Elmer and his father had just had a strenuous interview in the woodshed. , “I punished you merely to show my love for you,” said the father. ”T-that’s all r-right,” sobbed the little fellow. “It’s a g-good thing I ain’t b big enough to re-turn your Move.” "If you will be very careful to eat plain food,” said the physician, "you will enjoy good health.” "If I have to eat plain food,” an swered the epicure, "I may have good ( health, but I wonUenjoy it.” i "When the docter told her she was dying it must have been an awful shock to her.” "Oh, terrible ! She had just bought a SSO bonnet, and of ; course, she knew she couldn’t wear that with a halo.”