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VOL. 20. NO. 21
In' all Europe the most maligned
country and -'nationality-
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The habit of always doing one's
best enters into the very marrow of
one's heart and character it affects
one's bearing, one's self-possession.
The man who does everything to a
finish has a feeling of serenity he is
not easily thrown off his balance he
has nothing to fear, and he can look
the world in the face because he feels
conscious that he has not put shoddy
Into anything that he has had noth
ing to do with the shams, and that he
ifaas always done his level best The
sense of efficiency, of being master of
one's craft, or being- equal to any
emergency, the consciousness of pos-
was^ngdnenergetic.
Is Italy and
the Italians, with regard $o the upper
middle and middle classmen,ays the
London Telegraph. :0f the aristocrat
there is nothing to be said competent
authorities have declared him to be
neither better nor worse than his com
peers in other countries. Aristocratic
society is cosmopolitan. The middle
class hi^band^n^JJaj^ ig^^^
long-suffering" ana hard-worked, one
may venture to say, in all Europe, and
while his aggravations are many his
retaliations are few. To those who
look on from the heights of foreign
superiority it is a continual wonder
that, he does not break out oftener
than he does. Conditions, of course,
nave much changed in the last fifteen
years there is more money and con
sequently more comfort, but also
greater necessities and demands. The
more modest type of the middle-class
husbands, whose means are as a rule
very limited, will make money go
farther. He will have, perhaps, from
2 to 3 a week, and with this will
support a wife and from three to six
children in such a way as to show no
signs of real poverty. His house will
have few comforts, his food will be
of the simplest, while his wildest di
version will be an occasional visit to a
cafe and his habitual one a walk along
the Corso or a scroll on the Pincio to
hear the band play.
"How many valuable lessons there
are that we insist on paying for at
the high cost of experience," said Un
cle Hiram, "when we might get them
for nothing if he would only be will
ing to profit by the experience of oth
ers!
"Take, for instance, the case of my
young nephew, William, who is just
now making a boat, whittling it out
with his jacknife.
"I find him trying to split oft5
words-
3-It correspondents are able an a
Home Life, in Italy
The Experience of All
a big
slab of wood from the block by pry
ing at it with the blade of his knife,
and I try to explain to Willie that it
won't do to use a knife as he would
a crowbar, that a knife isn't intended
for such use, and that if he keeps
on prying with it like that he'll break
the blade off, sure. But William
knows better, and he keeps on pry
ing, and pretty soon he snaps the
blade off and then he comes to me
About Feasts in Fiction
There are certain people who have
4)een known to dislike the "Pickwick
Papers" because there is so much
eatig and drinking in them. But, as
a matter of fact, Dickens, fond as he
is of giving his characters a good
meal, does not introduce cakes and
ale into his novels to a greater extent
than do other great authors. Thack
eray commented on the frequent ban
quets in Scott's works, and Lord
Byron's poems are full of feeding.
The fact is that the great majority of
readers enjoy a banquet, and one of
the next best things to participating
in a banquet one's self is to read the
details of feasts, in fiction. This
maxim applies with even greater force
to the younger generation. Sir Conan
Marye and Her Ra
Mayde Marye had a hard-browed ram,
as black as any crow, and everywhere
that Marye went the ram was sure to
go.
It wenjt mth her to Zion Church one
peaceful*Sabbath day, and Marye
thought it would behave in a religious
She wisely counselled it en route and
begged it to be good, and raminy shook
his whiskerettes as if to say he would
A deacon met them at the door and said
'twould be:a,sin,to.,see- a_wicked, beast
at church, but rammy butted in!
The deacon got a plexus punch that
stretched him on the.floor and the
subsequent proceedings interested him
no more.
The congregation rubbernecked with
widely staring eyes, the superstitious
thinking 'twas the devil in disguise.
Doing One's Level BSt
mufst be taken into consideration
that if his house is-bare, it is flooded
with the sunshine which only Italy
provides, and if he is cold he has only
to put himself in the sun, which is al
ways called the "Italian stove." With
all his poverty, he is hospitality itself.
He will invite people to his table,
making no apology for its simplicity,
and will make it seem a feast by his
cordiality and high spirits. He wel-
family circle, and is in the habit of re
turning such visits.
But where the middle-class man,
both rich and poor, shines above his
fellows, is as a father. He will make
any sacrifices for his children, and
what is rarer, lives with them, so to
speak, and enters into their daily
life. No stowing away in the nursery
with a governess for his .children.
A nurse there is, but he and the chil
dren's mother think of everything,
and the youngsters to the public
school and overlook their lessons at
night. If there is a nurse, she is
usually a foreigner, either French or
German, and her duties are more to
keep the children clean and walk out
with them than anything else. Cer
tainly Italian small children are not
attractive, because over-indulged, but
later their manners are charming, be
cause they are always with their par
ents, and they thus unconsciously
learn ease of manner and gracefulness
of speech.
with the broken knife and says:
'Uncle Hiram, the blade broke.'
"But he had to learn that lesson for
himself, and he will break off another
blade or two before he will have
learned the lesson convincingly and
it will be just the same with all the
boys.that come after him.
"Twenty or thirty years from now,
"Willie, grown older then'and wiser by
experience, will be telling his nephews
or his own sons, maybe, that it isn't
safe to try to pry- logs apart with a
penkhifer but his sons and nephews
will think they know better, just as
he thought, and go on just the same,
till they have learned, as he did, by
breaking their knives.
"Would that the bitter lessons that
we insist on learning in this hard way
by experience were confined to those
that we learn in our youth, in whit
tling boats!"
Doyle has given it as his opinion that
an author who can interest boys will
do well in his profession, and in the
recipe for interesting boys is includ
ed the rule, Never scamp the descrip
tion of a mealgive it in detail.
The thousands of young readers who
have devoured Harrison Ainsworth's
"Tower of London" probably remem
ber the little suppers in the stone
kitchen with greater pleasure than
almost any other portion of the ro
mance. There was a magnificent spa
ciousness about those meals which
could not fail to appeal to the reader.
The very word "pasty" is a poem, and
the mention of "chines of beef" and
the like convince him that this time
he has really got hold of a classic.
London Globe.
A sister from her seat aroseshe fain
would hence departr^but got a chug
behind her back that almost broke her
heart!
"I will expel the sinful brute." cried
Brother Pettigrew, but in his midst the
rammy's brow was burried p. d. q.
A choir man threw a prayer stool to
crush the warlike ram and landed it
with vigor on poor Marye's dia
phragm.
The preacher said that kindness would
subdue wild beasts and birds and moved
toward the waiting pet with soft en
dearing words.
Then, came a dull and sickening thud!
The pastor, where was he? Go ask the
sister in' whose lap he lit ungracefully!:
Then sent they for the'butcher man, who
slew the aged ram and fixed its meat
with chemicals and sold it for spring
lamb.
James Barton Adams, in Denver Post.
soul satisfaction, which a half-heart
ed, slip-shod worker never knows.
When a man feels throbbing within
him the power to do what he under
takes as well as it can possibly be
done, and all his faculties say "Amen."
to what he is doing and give their un
qualified approval to his effortsthis
is happiness, this is success. This
buoyant sense of power, spurs the fac
ulties to their fullest development.
It unfolds the mental, the moral and
the physical forces, and this very
growth, the consciousness^ of an ex
panded mentality and of a broadening
horizon, gives an added satisfaction
beyond the power of words to Tes
ST. PAUL
Well preserved and still a licensed
place, the old Red Lion Tavern, where
Washington and his officers used to
stop to drink "rum shrub," stands
some twenty miles from "Valley Forge,
on the main highway leading up the
Schuylkill valley. And though most
houses where Washington found shel
ter are long since dust and ashes and
the few which have escaped that fate
are apt to be famous, very little has
been printed about this Red Lion Tav
ern. Yet it has other claims to fame,
for the birthplace of Daniel Boone is
not far away, the great-great-grand
father of Abraham Lincoln had his
home hard by, and the same region
boasted the homestead of the Hanks
family from .which Nancy was de
scended.
Before the Declaration of Independ
ence the tavern bore the name and
sign of King George. When his ma
jesty's face grew less popular in the
country the host of the George took
down the old sign and put up a new,
the Red Lion, for while he was not
willing to be known as a Tory, he
does not seem to have "been an eager
patriot, either. The Red Lion seem
ed safe whichever side prevailed, and
the Red Lion tavern has been all
these years.
It was not long ago that Abraham
Lincoln of Churchtown, Lancaster
county, Pa., visited the Red Lion
Tavern. This Abraham was tall and
lean and rough hewn as to the face
like the greater Abraham whose kins
man he was. He hitched his horse
near the signpost and sat on the tav
ern porch.
"I remember," said Mr. Lincoln,
"hearing my father tell of this place
how the Boones and Lincolns and
Hankses of past generations used to
sit where I sit now, and how Gen.
Washington and Lafayette, Stirling,
Greene, Wayne, Muhlenberg, Conway,
Mifflin, Gates, Lee, and I don't know
who besides stopped here. It was A
favorite watering place for man and
beast All the special expresses hur
rying from Washington's camp to the
Continental Congress, sitting then at
York, baited horse% here, and. here
halted the wagons with cannon and
cannon ball from, French Creek, and
with flour from Reading for the
at ivi^Sey:"''Fo(^^^'Q^"v^Wayllef.armyt
ou
foraging, met at the Red Lion with
Gen. Conway on his way from Read
ing to Camp at White Marsh, just
after bis famous letter was written to
Gates. Lafayette stopped here on his
way from Valley Forge to York, when
in January, 1778, he was summoned
to take charge of the Canadian irrup
tion, and Gen. Charles Lee rested at
the Red Lion just before the battle of
Monmouth in the same yean In those
days the Boonea-were^plain, every-
AND MINNEAPOLIS Mm^., SATURDAY. MAY 21. 1904.
FAMOUS RED LION TAVERN
WBERE EANIELBCOfflE VI&&BOIWNEAR TUETSS/EBff
MO&DECmr
LINCOLHSHOME
2MEMM THE QU &ED XZOAT Tj&VIt&Xr
farmers, owning many acres in Exe
ter township, Berks county, here
about. I've heard, too, that Lydia
Darrah, after she had. warned Gen.
Washington of the intended attack o9
the British out of Philadelphia, stop
ped at the Red Lion over night on her
way up to Reading."
As to the rum shrub already men
tioned, the Revolutionary host of the
Red Lion was a famous mixer of this
drink. Mr. Lincoln did not know how
it was made exactly he did know it
was a favorite tipple among the Conti
nental officers. However, he said that
shrub was a kind of syrup made
chiefly in the West Indies, made with
lime or lemon juice and Jamaica rum
in quantities greater or less. A "Co-
penhagen" was another favorite drink
of the time and place, again a mystery
MADE MUSIC CENTURIES AGO
Odd Instruments That Furnished Mel*
ody for Savages.
Many curious old musical instru
ments are in the New York museum.
A drum organ from Siam suggests a
number of little pails ranged inside a
picket fence. Next is a kettle drum
from Egypt and tall' share drums from
the South Sea islands. A musical kite
from China would interest any boy
this time of the.year, is called
"Fung Kam." "?1
Among the lutes are several hand
some ones, some inlaid with mother
of-pearl, some with ivory, with light
and dark frames, and a very beautiful
one with a carved head. Some Span
ish guitars are there, too, an a min
trel barn fmm'T!iTi
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but most probably a mixture of gin
and sugar, with perhaps other things.
At all events, the old barroom of the
Red Lion has seen many great men
drinking these two old-fashioned
drinks.
From the tavern Mr. Lincoln, who
has since died, pointed out over some
red hills^he farm of 250 acres owned
by the father of Daniel Boone. Daniel
himself having seen the light, he said,
about a mile north of the old inn, in
1733 ^the Lincoln Of that day was
called Mordecai, the president's great
grandfather the contemporary Hanks
bore the name of John, and was the
grandfather of the president's mother.
Lincolns and Boones, by the way, still
live about and trade in the country
store in one end of the tavern build*
ing. i
Always Leap Year.
In one part of "all the Russias," the
^province of Ukraine, it is always leap
year as far as the female privilege of
proposing is concerned. It is said to
be customary there, when a young
woman falls in love with a man, for
her to go to his father's house, and
in the most tender and pathetic man*
ner plead with the young man to take
her as his wife. She promises the
most submissive obedience to his will
if he will but accept her. If the young
man says: "I beg that you will ex
cuse me from this," she tells him that
she is resolved not to depart until he
shall promise to take her for better or
worse. She accordingly takes up her
abode there and remains until he is
wooed and won or until he ends the
siege by fleeing to parts unknown.
Loses Russian Trade.
British manufacturers appear to be
steadily losing ground as regards ag
ricultural machinery in Russia, says
the Mechanical Review of London,
while America and Germany are con
tinually increasing their output to
that district.
The King of the Century.
The king* of the twentieth century,
He is the self-same man
As he was in the past of the ages cast
When the eons first begun.
He may be black or he may be white
It jnatters not, you see.
For he- reigns by right of his mother's
delight,
This pug of the twentieth century.
On a spur of land or a rock-bound coast
He opens his beady eyes
Be cares not a jot for palace or cot,.
His home is a paradise.
He nestles close to the mother breast
And longs not to be free
From *he coddling- nest where no storms
molest.
This king of the twentieth century.
In the castle walls where the perfums
floats-
From the lamps of Incense swung,
The king appears, and a glad host cheers
And a pean loud is sung.
"Keeping meats sweet and pure in a
refrigerator by means of steam
sounds a bit queer, doesn't it?" I was
asked by George L. Cameron, superin
tendent of a meat-packing .establish
ment, who continued in explanation
without awaiting my answer, says a
writer in the St. Louis Globe-Demo
crat. "Yet that is a method now in
vogue on the big steamers which
^ai-ry meata-sfrojaj this, CQ^tryvajJHl
from. Australia to Europe. Meat plac
ed in refrigerators where the atmos
phere is kept continually at an aver
age temperature from 36 to 40 degrees
will remain fresh, but not entirely un
tainted, for an indefinite period.
"I think the Australians solved the
problem first. They worried over the
matter for a long, long time, and
adopted expedient after expedient,
tried experiment after experiment,
but all without avail, until someone
thought of using steam to volatilize
the gases which caused these annoy-
It was in the days tof the kingdom,
home one of the court of the dusky
islanders conceived the idea that Ha
waii should be graced by a navy. This
was particularly desired because King
Kalakaua had a row on hand with his
brother monarch at Samoa. So a
navy was acquired.
The navy consisted of a converted
teakwood trading schooner fitted with
a third mast and full rigged. The Ha
waiian admiralty provided the navy
with a lot of old brass cannons, en
listed a crew of natives and forthwith
sent them out to battle with the ob
streperous Samoans.
Away sailed the navy to the south
ward, bent on an errand that should
sustain the honor of the Hawaiian
flag ajid the prowess of the Hawaiian
bluejacketif he wore a jacket.
A month passed and "the month
wore into two months, with not a
^9J3kJ|s9iG$
ions monarch scanned the blue hori-
She regarded her husband with dis
approval as she stood putting on her
gloves. .He was reclining in an easy
chair, knee deep in the Sunday papers.
"A pretty way to spend Sunday!"
she remarked severely. "What would
your mother say if she knew you
never went to church?" and she
swept out of the house with a swish
of silken petticoats and an air of con
scious rectitude.
She was late, but fortunately not
too late for the opening quartet. She
was glad she had not missed that, for
the twenty-thousand-dallar-a-year choir
was considered the finest in the city.
After the organ interlude from "Par
sifal" she cast her eyes around the
church and promptly fell into a rev
erie something on this order:
"Why, there's Mrs. Smithand with
her husband, too! So that report
wasn't true, after all. And she's
made her lace handkerchief into a
yoke for her dress. Good idea for my
"Stories on Tom Sharkey are al
ways abundant," says an eastern sport
now in Chicago, "and the best of it is
that they are nearly always true. Tom
is a rich mine for good stories, and
never a week passes that he does not
do something'original and hilarious.
"Tom was living happily at Sheeps
head bay last summer, and one pleas
ant night was honored by a visit from
Patsy Corrigan, one of the most fiend
ish practical jokers in the* east. Dur
ing the evening Corrigan looked at
Tom's great bulk and massive thews,
and then shook his head sorrowfully.
"'And what's the matter wit' ye,
Patsy?' demanded Tom.
'Why, Tom,' said Patsy, 'I was
feeling blue when I looked at you, and
realized that you haven't long for this
world.*
'And why so, Patsy?'
"Why?' replied Patsy. 'Well, Tom,
By seven tall consorts circled round
The careless cruiser lay.
Watched by
crowned
The fro
great guns
height
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Steam to Preserve Meat
Sold Cannon for Gin
Not Alone the Text
Joke on Tom Sharkey
Song of tie Torpedo
the dwarfish forts that
The hills above the Bay
great
height:
Bay
from the
The stately ships below
And still toward them in the night
Came on the hidden foe.
For through the salt, sweet dark I crept,
Nlgher and even nfeher
Tho7^roun
the restless searchlight swep.t
Its shifting fan of fire.
The sentries stared from ship and land
Their eyes were strong and keen
Too late the treacherous wave they
scanned,
Where I had passed unseen.
Till, with a sudden awful roar,
YEAS. J"*E"R
ing conditions and draw them off. A
steam pipe was placed in a wooden
duct at the bottom of a refrigerator
chamber stored with meat the gases
of this kind are low lying, and the
duct led directly to the brine tanks.*'
This experiment occurred at Sydney,
and for eighty-nine days the refrigera-.
tor compartment was kept closed, at
the end of which time it was opened,
the meat drawn forth and every place
thoroughly tested: It was as fresh
and pure, without the slightest sugK
gestidn of bone odor or mold, as on
the day it was packed. The gases had
been volatilized by the steam, carried
off by the wooden duct and the entire
noxious condition purified by tbe
brine tanks. With this aid to the re
frigeration process, provided care be
taken that the temperature never
falls below freezing point, save occa
sionally, so that the meat will not be
come frozen, meat may now be
kept for years, and be perfectly fresh
when taken forth for consumption."
zon with weary eyes for a sign of *-he
fleet.
Not a sign, until along about the
eleventh week came a message that
the navy was in distress off Hilo. Ex
planations followed soon afterward.
Everything had gone well lor a
few days until the crew had consum
ed all of the gin it had taken aboard
when the cruise began. They coultl
not fight without gin, and to get it
the brave tars were ready for any
sacrifice.
So they put into Hilo. They traded
the brass cannons for more gin and
for eleven, weeks held out against no
worse a foe than the seductive distill
ed strong waters from Holland.
The navy returned in disgrace. The
admiralty went out of business and.
the flag was lowered on the only ship'
in the navy. For many years the Kai
mialoha was a hulk in the Honolulu
harbor, the last and the only man-o
jrcar- the-, royal family ever owned.-^-
San Francisco Call.
etamine. I wonder who Mrs. Jones
is in mourning for. I shouldn't have
supposed that broadcloth would dye
so well without ripping. I wonder if
my whitedear, dear, full skirts are
coming in since that imported gown
of Mrs. Blank's has one. I shall have
to have that remnant made princess
then."
By the time the benediction was
pronounced she had planned her
whole spring wardrobe.
"What was the text?" demanded
her renegade husband on her return.
"The text? Ohahurn"
"Aha, what would your mother say
if she knew you'd been to church and
couldn't repeat the text?" he said,.
imitating her tone of righteous ioidigr
nation.
"Wellthe text isn't everything one
goes to church for," she retorted* "It
is forfor the beautiful thoughts that
come to one during the service."
New York Press.
it's easy to see. Your lungs are not
developed large enough to fill that big
chest of yours, and you are doomed
to die of consumption unless you take
prompt measures to enlarge your
lungs.'
'Wirra, wirra,' moaned the sailor..
'And how ca I enlarge me lungs?.'
'Oh, that's a cinch, Tom. Get up
every morning about 4 o'clock, go out
in the open air, and shout with all
your might for half an hour. Just
roar "Ha, ha, uh, uh, ub,"-as loudly as
you can, and it will be wonderful to
seethe way your lungs will grow.'
"And at 4 o'clock the next morning
the quiet of that peaceful neighbor
hood was shattered beyond repair by
a brawny man, who, taking up a posi
tion right in the middle of a residence
block, bellowed, 'Uh, uh, uh,' in a
voice like seven bulls* till the local
police force woke up and came tea"
ing after him."
And the great warship shuddering sprang?
Even as the bison springs,.
When to his throat with claw and fang.
The thirsty leopard clings.
So did my noble quarry leap
Upon the seething wave
Then headlong in the cloven deep
Plunged to her ocean grave.
The sea closed o'er her where she san"fc
And not a bubbling breath
Told of the hundred souls that drank
The cup of bitter death.
The outer waters were not stirred, \f
Where crouched beside his gun
The foe that far 6fl thunder heard,. V,
And knew my task was done.
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For to one cunning master true,.
I serve and never tire.
Man's fingers made- me,, and I do
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