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X ^s nsc' i^TliE APPEAL KEfPS IN FRONT 1 1It aims to publish allfhe news possible. 2-Itsdoes so impai^iailyt VOL. 20. NO. 21 In' all Europe the most maligned country and -'nationality- i ffvnaM 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 *"Td ~-~-i* 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 .HE APPEAL STEADILY GAINS I BECAUSE: 4It is the organ of ALL Afro-Americans 5It is not controlled by any ring or clique. 6ft asks no support but the people's. jgh B^BiBjajgiEiErsi&'BJB^ sms $2.40 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. i.^N For to one cunning master true,. I serve and never tire. Man's fingers made- me,, and I do V'"