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oao bo translated Into action. It la Immoral to propose ror tbo United States something that Is not ot benefit for tße whole United States It is Immoral to promote legislation for your business unless it Is also for tie interest of the rest of the oountry. Our government is not s paternal stItuUon.“—WOODROW WILSON. >WE ARE ENTITLED TO KNOW WHO | OFFERED INSPECTOR CONDON SSO .e WHO OFFERED SCHOOL INSPECTOR CONDON SSO FOR HIS \ OTI In favor of the retention of wales c. martindale as Tlupekintendent of public schools? This is information that the school inspector should £ lve Prosecuting Attorney Shepherd at the eailiest possible moment. WHOM DID THE MAN WHO OFFERED SCHOOL INSPECTOR CONDON SSO. REPRESENT? It is for Prosecuting Attorney Shepherd to find this out as soon as he learns the name of the would-be briber. And it is for the prosecutor to learn how many OTHER inspectors and WHAT other inspectors have been approached. The Times would say here that it does not believe Supt. Martindale would countenance an act of the nature made public by Inspector Condon. The Times believes Mr. Martindale would be quick to expose and de nounce any such act in his behalf. It is due Mr. Martindale as much as it is due the public that the prosecutor be given all the information Inspector Condon may give him. that this fellow who looks so lightly upon the important office of superin tendent of schools and upon the responsibility of a school inspector in that connection, may be dealt with as the case deserves. In absolving Mr. Martindale as an individual, however, we are not absolving Martindaleism nor overlooking the desperate plight of those de pendent upon Martindaleism for their public jobs as they see the once powerful political machine about to be disconnected from the motive power. What fearful henchman of Martindaleism offered Inspector Condon a paltry SSO that he might remain secure in the possession of his own plum, though the future of Detroit in its dependence upon coming citizens in school today be at stake? Let us know. Let everybody know. And let this product of school board politics of the past hear from the law as a warning for the future. The matter of whether Superintendent Martindale is to be deposed or continued in his office will be settled tonight, unless a deadlock should develop in the vote of the inspectors. The Times has declared for a number of years that the best inteiests of the Detroit schools demand the retirement of Martindale. Not that it is lacking in executive ability, but because the schools have not been given the full benefit of the ability he possesses: also be cause there are better equipped EDUCATORS than he for the scholastic rqnirements of such an extensive public school system as Detroit possesses. His administration has been unsatisfactory because the necessity for looking after the parts and keeping in repair a political machine has re quired time and attention that should have been given the schools. The existence of this machine has resulted in a lack of efficiency in the achools; the putting of school children in charge of instructors who are in competent except when it comes to hustling for the right kind of votes on election days. The political machine known as Martindaleism has not only proved a detriment to the schools, but has reached over and become an influence in city politics outside of the schools, and in country, state and even national politics. Against its existence the people have declared in certain terms. In the last school election they won a victory that meant the end of Martindaleism if the men elected at that time remain true to their pledges. If these men remain steadfast and unswerved, Supt. Martindale will be dismissed tonight, and Martindaleism will be at an end. to the glory of the schools and the city. If they forget, and disappoint those who put their faith in them and elected them, it will be to the shame and disgrace of their citizenship, and through them to the shame and disgrace of Detroit. The vote will be watched with interest, intensified by Inspector Con don’s story of attempted bribery. When Hight Found Helper F. 8. Hight, the manager of the Wil lard hotel In Washington, had a plum ber at his house for several days plumbing around. Hight noticed that the plumber had no helper with him. He talked to the plumber about this lapse, and called the attention of his own family to a situation that he had never observed before —a plumber plumbing without It helper. Also he syoke about it to tarious persons round the hotel. Presently the bill came in. In it were charged, with great and particularity, a large amount of ma terials, and then occurred this line: "For plumber and helper. $96.” Hight sent the bill back and sug gested that as there had been no helper with this expensive plumber, It was his opinion that the bill was subject to revision in that item. He received this reply: "Dear Sir: ft is quite true the plumber's helper Was not at your house, but he helped round the shop getting the tools ready And so forth.”—Saturday Evening Post. S««l>fM-lllir PrlnUne. Tin fu« and no feathers The plain, neat kind »h*t looks right Time* Pristine Co_ 1| John Jt-st Ph Main 14h* nr r o~ ins.* The Pole Vault at the Olympiad burnishes a Thriller Not on the Program By Condo veu., r may nod se * grcat 11 ec | ~ - v ~ a - ’( - u 4TLCTE UKE AOOCF SuT AS A ALL' f ■ C *OWBT COT-UP l <Wo BE Be/r. , •» -I Eliminating Bryan Tired and worn out after the ex hausting work of being voted 46 times as a unit by Charles F. Murphy. Gov. Dix announces that "Bryan should be eliminated from the party.” That is exactly what Mr. Ryan, Mr. Belmont. Mr. Murphy and various other preda tory patriots undertook to do when the Baltimore convention was or ganized, and as a result of their peer less leadership. Mr. Bryan became the dominating power in the convention. Eliminating Mr. Bryan from the party is a formidable task, and per haps his excellency had better not un dertake it at this time. Besides, the Hon. John A. Dix is going to have his hands full for a few montns to keep himself from being eliminated from the governorship of New York. —New York World. BORROW l.\« I HOI HI.E. Some ol vuur hurts you have cured. And the sharp* st you still have sur vived . But what '.rrnents of grief you en dured Ftum evils that never arrived! Ralph Waldo Emerson. Editorial Page of The Detroit Times tmmmrnm, ■ ZE COUNT NOBODEt A FRENCHMAN WHO WAS ACTUALLY \ INJURED WHILE \ * OUEL ' SAW-DUST *£*•&** From Another Point of View And yet this hot weather is exactly what was to he expected. * • • • However, we don’t look for this third party to be exactly a crowd. Has the congressional boom of Arch Standpatter Guy Miller been aviating? Now the Turkish towel hat for women. By whatever name the male end of the house gets hung up for It. as it were. • * * • We might say to the voters of the Seventh district that the name of John J. Bell, candidate for congress, rings true with progress. • • • • Owing to the shifting around at headquarters the police reporters, occupy a room with the truant officer. The city editor wants us to state that so far as Heine is concerned it would cousider it a favor If he he kept there. Dr. Gladden and Tainted Money The Foreign Mission Board of the Congregational church hail accepted SluO.oOo from Mr. Rockefeller. Dr. Gladden was lying in Ohio and had been living there for more than 20 years at that time. Ohio is the home of Standard OH. Dr. Gladden thought he knew how that money had been made. He did not think it had been , made in a Christian way. He did not 1 think a Christian missionary society could accept money from such a source, unprotestingly or otherwise. ; without sponsoring the methods by which it had been acquired; that U was only a step from defending the use of Mr. Rockefeller’s money to de fending Mr. Rockefeller, and from de-; fending Mr. Rockefeller to defending his monopoly and perhaps creating a sympathetic relationship between the church and that form of big business which was also bad business Es pecially did he think that, now when the whole ethics of corporation con-, duct were under scrutiny and when It was essential that the voice of the preacher, of righteousness should ring high and true, it was a fatal weaknens lor the church to compromise herself, in any way upon the issue Dr. Gladden said these things In his b«srt He wrote them In a letter to • The Congregationalist;” he put them In a paper at and came to Boston and rtad them before a committee of men who had decided to protest and de mand that the money be returned. This demand brought out the fact that the money had already been used, the impression standing that the money had been tendered by Mr. Rockefeller without solicitation. Mr. Rockefeller, as can be guessed, was not enjoying the scorning of his gift any too much,, and it was adding insult to Injury to give the Impression that he volunteer ed It. He stirred things up with a sharp stick, and the missionary secre taries admitted with confusion that they had been angling for the gift for i nearly two years At this the eagle eye of Washington Gladden gleamed. Again he whetted his pet. Here was a real live snake | He would scotch it. The I riennlal Convention of Congregationalism was soon to be held in Seattle. Dr. Glad den appeared on the scene, the right side of h'.s loose-hanging frock coat bulging with a huge roll of well-chosen remarks which he .intended to make upon the subject of tainted money. He was the moderator of the convention; “NOBODY”—By Meek. he wag the recognized dean of the Congregational ministry and the au thoritative voice of the newer ethical consciousness In America; yet rumors reached him that no place would be found on the program for him to speak upon his chosen theme. ’ They had better heur me.” remark ed the old man, grimly, with tempered patience in his tones, "because if they don’t I’ll sal it louder somewhere else.” And the managers evidently felt this way abobt It. They made a wry face but took their medicine. Dr. Gladden begun his address by Intro ducing a resolution to the effect that; "The officers of this board do neither invite nor solicit donations to Its funds from persons whose gains had been made by methods morally repre hensible or socially Injurious.” Dr. 1 Gladden followed this with a great speech which was received by the audience with every demonstration of approval, yet the only fate his reso lution attained was to be laid on the table Moreover, his phrase ‘ tainted mon ey.” which he had first used a decade before In the title of a magazine re view of one Os Walter Besant’s books, had swept over the country. It was pronounced on every lip, heard In every pulpit, employed in every ed itorial sanctum. It is doubtful If any single utterance ever turned so marly glaring searchlights at once upon questionable business methods Un doubtedly many a man who took satis faction In the great wealth he had at tained. stung to fresh thinking by the accurate winging of those words, fin geerd his gold with less satisfaction, and found the purpose to expiate Its ill getting by its better going framing in his heart. Shortly after Dr. Gladden’s return to Columbus he was officially Inform ed that It had been decided by the American board to solicit no more money from such sources. Again the old fighter had won his battle. Over the bitter theological contro versies of his early life we p«bs light ly. Dr. Gladden, It need hardly Irtf said, was a theological Insurgent. He protested with all his boiil against some of the horrors of the old-time creeds. To his name the stigma of heresy promptly attached. He was a marked and lonely man. Just to be In his company was to throw the taint of suspicion upon a minister’s stand tng. In those days, when Gladden s heart was sad and all but bitter, out | of his louellnesa he wrote the hymn, i "Oh Master. Let Me Walk With Thee, , which is today sung through all Chria teudom. —From Collier’s — ♦ • Deceived By His Style <> ♦ When Charles A. Cotterlll was mak iug an automobile tour in northeast ern Ohio not long ago with a member of congress, the machine got stuck in the mud. and the parry Invaded a fanner’s house with a request for dinner. "I don’t know you," said the con gressman to the farmer, "and you don’t know me, but you elected me to congress, and now l want you to give ' us a dinner." The tariuer und his wife furnished [ an elaborate meal, and It was when the repast was half over that the countryman, with a worried look, ex manned to his wife: "Mommle, you didn’t give Mr. Col terlll a napkin " "Oh, yes,” said Cotterlll qulckl>. "h-re It is.” and he took it out of his lap and held it up for all to see. "Oh!” apologized the farmer, *1 thought you didn’t have one because you didn't have it on.” —Popular Mag azine. * WHY GET ANGRY? Stop a moment and give thought to the evil effect* of giving up to tem per Something goes wrong; you can't have what you want, or do Just as you would like. Your brothers and sisters are not always careful of your feel ings; you don’t want to leave your book to do an errand for your motner. You think it Is Robert or Jennie's turn; and you get "mad" and say mean, hateful things to your mother. You don't feel at all comfortable, and you make everybody else uncomfor table; and the worst of it is that next time it will be easier to lose control of your temper: every time you get angry you increase a bad, a very bad habit. The wise man In our blble says: "He that hath no rule over Ills spirit is like a city that is broken down and I without wails." 1 Remember that there Is danger in giving wav to anger. Probably few of the crimes that land men behind . prison bars have been thought out [ and planned beforehand. An unrea soning flash of temper has prompted many, and brotighr upon the sinning one, not only the punishment of the law. but a lifetime remorse. I knew the mother of eight chil dren. who. when a child old enough 'to reason showed signs of temper, j used to tell the culprit to fill his or her mouth with water aud hold it while counting ten. The plan worked well In that family In teaching the habit of self-control. The Tale of A Rill. By Jingo! Put I'm feeling blue, Poi I've not had a single sou Since 1 escorted Holly Bright t’nto tin show the other night. 1 cannot help but get a chill Whene'er 1 think upon that bill N'..w here it is in black and white Somt thing tierce? You have It right' Taxi fare and tip to driver Got away with one whole. .$5.00 Tickets, second row iqulte nifty >, Also opera glass 3 50 flat check, tips to sundry gents Cost the whole of .50 And then a fe« and at Rector's. Shucks’ I wish I'd kept those 7.00 When we came out 1 did contrive To slip the doorman 75 And then a small bouquet I bought Vr— For that I only coughed 25 At last for starting home 'twas time. We took the subway train 10 ! Then, heavens' I was In a pickle! I had to ask her for J 5 To get back home. That night I swore I'd he a "live one" nevermore Hereafter for no girl alive Will I spend. . . .* sl6 V 5 —Horner Croy In Judge NOW POP KNOWS Father:—Why is the roof of the mouth called the palate? Sonny—Because that's where the tongue sleeps at night, 1 guess. Jfc«/ V \AN in ih- BROWN DERBIf Jb Wells Hastings %jcm) Author of CX2TO The Professors Myste»7 Cofynghtl9liby Bobbsflernll (% CHAPTER XXXI. (Continued.) •1 might have been there yet. for ull l know. If It hadn't been for that raaeall> son of his I’nder one of Ephraim's threata 1 signed u paper which l have since thought was my will, and. for u time. I lived in mor tal terror lest ray brother should make away with me altogether. >”**“• by great good fortune, he was culled uway for a day or so. and his son. who was always hard up. »uine In to see me. . "Ersklne needed a good deal or , money, and he needed It right away: so that 1 was able to make terms with him. He had rorae prepared.! with a fountain-pen and a check book, but this was my opportunity, and for once I stood fast, deaf to any threat that he might make. 1 | agreed to let him have twice the, amount lie wanted on one condition, and one condition only. Mv condi tion. naturally, was ray freedom. H e was afraid to do it at tlrst. sorely as he needed the money, hut despera tion and his natural criminal bent finally suggested a way that was sat isfactory and fairly safe for both of us. "He had at one time half com pleted a course In some medical col lege and still retained one or two friends among the more unscrupulous’ members of his class. Ihrough one of them he obtained a body, and with it a certificate that I had died of an infectious disease; so that 1 was out of the house, and my funeral over. ( before his father's return. It was a beautiful plan; for it left me free to go where l liked as long as I kept the secret of my identity, and I think that until my brother went to the bank the other day with his papers as executor, and found that 1. in the flesh, had withdrawn ull my funds, he never suspected anything. 1 hadn't been dead much more than a week when I met you in that case, Mason, and took you up to my rooms, ! where you gave me news of Nancy. | You almost killed me with It, but 1 1 think 1 managed to hide It. As It jail turned out. my dear." he said to Nancy. "1 could not be better pleased, but I shall never get over being ‘ashamed of myself. 1 ought of course to have got you tight away from my brother, but l could think of no harm that could come to you, and I put it ofT a little. It was a dreadful and cowardly thing to do. "I don't know whether you can understand It. child, but 1 hope you can. It is many years since 1 have been a matt of action, and 1 um afraid my moral courage suffered sadly. Long years of absolute con finement made me timid as well as weak. I was free, free at last in the great, wide world, and I dared not face Ephraim.' I planned in a little while to take legal steps, which should secure freedom for us both, but at the ve r y first I didn’t dare. 1 had told I was Insane for so i long, that 1 had come, myself, to mistrust my mental balance. What, I thought. If It were really true, and J they were able to lock me up again? , It takes some little time for a man to get back his courage. I spent my first week of freedom buying everything I saw in the shops. It was childish of me, but 1 had so often thought of doing it. Every thing you saw in that room, Muson, was brand new. I had a revel of buying.” He gave Nancy a great hug and chuckled. "But the beautiful part of It was the suggestion of the vvnole affair. Ersklne had seen how easy it was to shut someone up and say that he was Insane. I cm sorry it suggested his way of kidnaping you, daugh ter dear; but have found a greater love and happiness through it and It has nil come out all right. You and Mason will be the closer for it all your Uvea. But the Joke of it all, the beautiful joke of It all, is that he tried it successfully on hi* own father; that he gave him a taste of what I suffered so many years. I could almost forgive him his other misdeeds for that.” "But where are they now, father and son?” I asked. "Well,” said Jared Bond. "I had proof of their rascality, evicfence enough to send them both to Jail, some of which you gave me. Mason, so that, as soon as I got back to New Y’ork, I put detectives on them. In spite of their quarrel their mu- Thursday, July 11, 1912 J I 1 Ht*ilSt JllpjflL ill AI 1 tual apprehension drew them to gether. My brother Ephraim, al though he waited for my death for the bulk of my money, has. neverthe less, in the last five years amassed juite a tidy fortune; and three days Ago he and his precious son set sail for parts unknown where. 1 think, they will huve the sense to remaiu.” "I wonder if they took the boat with Doctor Mayliew,” I said ”1 hope so.” said Nancy's father; ’mv brother would be so pleased to make the unprofessional acquaintance of his Jailer ” ”1 think." said the doctor, appearing In the doorway, "that Mr. Ellsworth has talked quite enough, and that you und 1. Mr. Bond, had better be on our way back to the city; particularly as Mrs. Ellsworth has some news for her husband, which 1 think It only fair she should have the pleasure of tell ing him In private.” And It's really so?” said Mr. Bond getting to his feet. •‘Yes." said the doctor. "I think we may safely say it is so.” Mr. Bond turned at the doorway. "I'm selling the old house," he said, • and getting another much more cheerful, and with a pipe organ in it and the best private aviary in Ameri ca Nobody’s asked me for my bless ing yet. but you have it, my children. lain coming back again tomorrov n the next day. When .Mason is streug (enough I want to have a business talk with him. Good-by. Nancy, my dear. You have the best thing in the world, love and a good husband." As her father talked, Nancy had sat as I have seen children sit at a festi val. supremely happy, but half dared by the very complexness and multi plicity of their happiness; for this father of hers, now alive and well, even vivaciously humorous, had been for years only a memory to her, a memory and sorrowing anxiety. To ■ have him so suddenly restored, to have the remembered dear one given back, not as she had been taught to ; think of him. but as she recollected him and had last seen him, seemed a miracle scarcely credible From time to time her fingers would touch him softly with a little familiar caressing gesture I had come already to recog nize. a gesture full of tenderness, as If she reached out to assure herself of, the tangible reality of the loved one. 1 HeM close to his breast she studied with enraptured eyes the kind, old I face so long held reminiscently dear, turning them only at last that they might seek out mine, and share with !me this new found, half-incredible, 'overwhelming Joy. Strangely enough she let him go almost in silence, as If bv old custom there was no need of spoken words between them. .When he had gone #he sjood look ing down at me. and together we listened until the drone the auto mobile died away in the distance: then, quite simply, Nancy turned, and i coming over to the bed. knelt on the floor beside me. ”1 think,” she said, "no one has ever beer, as happy as I am. It was happiness enough to have you. Mason, but now 1 am so glad for you; for 1 know how foolishly It has troubled you. You know, dear heart, that ! w hen he shot you. your hands were frightfully scalded. When the surgeon came he said that’ there would have I to be an operation, that, if you were j to get well, little bits of healthy skin must be planted on the burned sur face. Mrs. Ix>throp and I both offered jours, and I thought It would be so sweet to be able to help you a little I that way. But the doctor would have none of It. He said that, as you had ja fever, the grafting would be a very 'difficult process, and that the only sure way of success was to take little pieces from various parts of your own body. And he did It, Mason, oh, the thlnneat pieces In the world; so that It did not seem to me as If It could possibly do any good. But It did. Mason; your hands are half well al ready. and a miracle has happened. The doctor wants to write a paper about It. They may. perhaps, be a i little scarred, but your hands, dear love, are going to be as you would want them, as white as other men's." A little sturdy breeze was rustling the branches outside the window It | rattled at the shutters and then glee fully tore one of them open, letting .Into the room a flood of the late May morning sunshine, that shone In glory on Nancy’s bent head. lighting »ter tear-bright eyes like summer heavens. In suite of her half-fearful protest I raised my bandaged hands and drew her close, until her lips touched mine. The End.