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TALK OF SPOONER.
WISCONSIN SENATOR MAY BE PRESIDENTIAL CANDIDATE. sald to Be the Beqt Deba lert n Con gress-Is Full of Fire, Wit, and Elo quence-A Forcible and Independent Statesman. (Washington Letter.) The eyes of some of the political prophets are on Senator John C. Spooner of Wisconsin. They think lie is good presidential timber and has an excellent chance of succeeding Mc Kinley. Spooner is an interesting fig ure. He is small of stature, quick and fiery in debate and one of the most independent men in the senate. He has been the ablest and most eloquent defender of the present administration in the great crisis of the last few years and at the same time has shown the most independence. Hle threw down the guantlet to Senator Ilanna and re fused to regard the ship subsidy bill as a party measure. A Powerful D)ebater. Spooner is called the little giant of debate in the senate. He does not speak often. He is reserved for emer gencies and when he speaks there is a full senate to hear him. He has all the attributes of the orator and, coup led with these, all the methods of a great lawyer. These combined make him the most invulnerable debater in tthe senate. He has the fire of Tillman land the culture of Jones, the quiet wit of Mason and the profundity of Hoar; the eloquence of Depew or Foraker and the exactness of statement of Platt of Connecticut, or Hale of Maine. In debate he combines all the qualities of all the other forcible men in the senate and with all these attributes he has more independence than most of them. When there are differences of opinion, he holds to his own. An Unmanageable Article, Spooner's one weakness as a presi dential possibility is his unwillingness to be managed. Should he ever become a candidate for president his mana ger would have to possess rare tact, and allow him to think he was going his own sweet way when being most .managed. If he discovered that he was 'not acting on his own judgment, or became suspicious that he was playing a part, he wouldn't play. Spooner is an Indianan by birth, but has been a resident of Wisconsin since 1859. He was educated there, enlisted in the Union army there, carried a musket in the ranks, and afterwards commanded a company in a Wisconsin regiment; was brevetted major at the close of service and became private and military secretary to Governor JOHN C. SPOONER. Palrchild. He began his law practice in the Wisconsin woods, at HIudson, Rwas elected to the legislature, and after that was known only as a promising lawyer until he was elected to the United States senate in 1885. He at tracted attention in the senate as an orator in his eulogy in memory of the "Black Eagle of Illinois" when Senatoe, John A. Logan died. That eulogy stamped Spooner as one of the men of r'are excellence in the American con gress, and he has not disappointed his admirers since, whether he spoke from the heart deep sentiments or took up 'the grave and intricate discussion of constitutional rights or international law. He has neither the commanding presence nor the full volume of voice given to other men who measure words with him in debate, but his speech commands by reason of the great thoughts clothed in graceful language, the sound logic, and the knowledge of law at his command. Ruled by a Drummer. When Spooner ran for governor of ,Wisconsin about a dozen years ago the "party managers could not govern him. IThere was only one man who could ;travel with him in that campaign and imake suggestions with the voice of au sthority. That man was an old com mercial traveler-a big fellow who had for many years studied the art of sell ing plows and reapers to the farmers. He cared nothing for books and never bothered himself about the constitution for the principles of law, but he knew men, and he knew Spooner better than any of the political managers. He could take the great lawyer and states nman by the arm, lead him away from jthose who irritated him with sug gestions, and tell him exactly what he ýshould do and say to the particular crowd he was to meet that day, and Spooner would follow his directions, unconscious that he was being man jaged, or rather unconsciously surrend 'ering the workings of his mental ma chinery to the direction of a man who represented the practical and earthy ,in the ordinary humdrum existence of every day life. The commercial tray )ler was the antithesis of Spooner in ,everything and he could manage Spooner. Another senator or great lawyer making such suggestions as he made would have invited discukslos and Spooner's mental machinery woul 4 have antagonistically begun work o> an analysis of each and every argnu ment advanced. But here was a mare who in no way suggested the antagon! ist or rival, who could be argued with on any point. There was no common ground for argument or reasoningl Spooner listened and obeyed. FOUNTAIN OF ETERNAL YOUTH It Escaped Ponce de Leon, but New Jer sey Folks Enjoy It. Newark, N. J. Letter. Egg Harbor, this state, claims to have a fountain of eternal youth. Its chief exhibit is a man of 126 years, who looks to be SO and acts as if he were 30. He is Charles Smith and records of the Masons and Elks prove that the report of his extraordinary age is correct. Smith and his friends all believe in the fountain of youth, and are firmly convinced that if they keep on bathing there they can keep off old age indefinitely. In conse quence, anbody can go to the "foun tain" any day in the week and, no matter how low the mercury has fall en, he will see 50 to 100 persons wad ing around in the water with no more apparent concern about the weather than if it were the middle of July. The fountain consists of a freely run ning brook that flows through the dense cedar woods that surround Egg Harbor. To all appearances the water is no different from that in any other ordinary brook. The people who bathe there, however, claim that the water has a wonderful effect on them. Biut whether the water is the actual cause of the effect or not, it is a fact that there is a surprising number of very old people living thereabouts -many from 75 to 100 years-who look 20 years younger than their ac tual age. Nearly every man and wom an in the town seems to have a ruddy complexion, and nearly every citizen in the place takes his bath in the brook more or less regularly. But old Smith is the most wonder ful of the lot, and he attributes his age and health to the fact that he has used regularly for 50 years what Ponce de Leon sought. "I was not always in good health," says Smith. "I came here from New York broken down in health over half a century ago. I had retired from all practice and supposed I would die with in a year or two. But one day while fishing I got soaking wet in the brook, having stepped in so far that the water reached above the tops of my long boots without my noticing it. I expected my death of cold and hurried home. "What was my surprise when I got the:'e to find that instead of feeling hadly I felt spryer than usual. Think ing that the water might be some sort. of mineral compound, I resolved to try it again, with the result that I camel to the conclusion that the brook is the very fountain of youth that Ponce; de Leon sought for in vain so many' years ago. "You rememher that when he was looking for it the Indian guides kept on pointing toward the north. Well, this brook is exactly north of the di-. rection in which Pone de Leon was going when he gave up the search, so there is no doubt in my mind that this. is the very fountain that the Indians. referred to." Broken Biottleo (ause 1'ralrle Fires. Investigation into the cause of the numetrous prairie fires in the cattle ranges of Montana and Western Dako ta seems to show strong reasons for the belief that many of them, at least, owe their origin to the presence of broken bottles that are scattered: freely along the trails and wagon roads of that section. It is reported that in many cases the origin has been directly traced to this source, the evidence pointing clearly to the theory that the sun's rays, fo cus.ed through the curved glass, have caused ignition of the dry prairie grass, from which the fires have. spread and assumed their tremendous proportions before they were discov ered. Nor did the bottles contain "fire-water" either. The Giant of Congress. The largest man, physically, in con gress-he is nearly seven feet tall and! built in proportion-and one of the! hardest workers is Cy Sulloway, of! New Hampshire. Sulloway has been all: things; he led the Salvation Army and' later the democrats. Notwithstandingj his great size he has not been able toi lead the house of representatives, but! he has made a reputation as chairman] of the committee on invalid pensions.: Though a peace-loving man, he has! nerve proportionate with his inches,: and if ever his ire is aroused the one seeking the trouble will be corry he: found it. In New Hampshire Mr. Sul-i loway is regarded as an admirable' criminal lawyer. Most Durable Paper. The most durable paper is made by: a guild near Nanking, China, which' supplies the government of that em-j pire the leaves of its official docu-1 ments. Some of these are over a thou sand years old. Fireproof paper made of asbestos is another kind of greater durability. The drawback to them, however, for printing purposes, is that although they will pass through fire, unscathed, they come out snow white, without a trace of the printed letters or writing that was on them. Glasgow has a smallpox scare, and 240,000 of its 600,000 inhabitants have been vaccinated already. The medical faculty of Heidelberg has decided that incandescent light is not harmful to the eyes. A STROLLING SINGER. (B]y Charlotte Becker.) ".IIe sang along the woodland paths SWhen all the world was warm and gay, The birds half mocked him overhead, The shadows cooled his greenlit way. "The earth was swteet with growing things, The vintage promised full and fair; And one with eyes like larkspur buds, And garnered sunlight in her hair, "Stood watching Iby the tlex trees, A glow, a welcome in her eyes. He sank, too tired, at her feet And smiled through wistful little sighs. " 'Dear love.' he said, 'I cannot live, I shall Iot lee thii morrow's sun, ilnt I am fortlllnat tO die \VWhile yet my lovinl is not done. " 'Anid weep no foolish tears for me, liut when the vitnes with gold are hung Thirlk, "Life was very good to him, "or lie had lived, and loved, and ng -Anslee's Magazine. A Coincidence and a Recon sideration, BY J. P. COUGHLIN. (Copyright, 1901, by Daily Story Pub. Co.) Paul Westover had every reason to congratulate himself upon the success of his new book. The public received it with gratifying approval, and the critics bestowed upon it well-tempered commendation. Being a first-born, however, the critics felt bound to pa tronize both it and its writer in their customary paternal fashion, and while lauding its other excellent qualities they pointed out and dwelt_ upon the un-realistic improbabilities of the main incidents in which Mr. West over's heroine was centered. That this should be so was only natural: Mr. Westover was ridicu lously young to know anything of the impenetrable feminine, and yet he had dared to make "Gertrude Warner" the story of a woman's life, a story of many strange phases, and of curious though incorrect, said the reviewers, insights into the workings of a young girl's mind. Westover was almost on the point of accepting the critic's dictum. He had fancied that his portrayal of Ger trude Warner was well and clearly im agined, but after all what could he, a bachelor and impressionable, know of women. The reviewers must be right. Gertrude Warner was falsely drawn. But there was at least one person who did not think with the reviewers. The newly-fledged author received in his mail from his publishers a long letter that was truly startling to his self possession. Its full length may not be given here but its gist is con tained in a couple of paragraphs. "You are evidently very intimately acquainted with the story of the dark est passages in my life, but surely it was unnecessary that the details should be made public so faithfully and so callously. I would like to think that your story was purely a coinci dence and evolved entirely from your own imagination, but the details up to the denouement, in every particular, are so carefully true to fact that I have no other course than to believe that some unworthy recipient of my confidence has in an idle moment be trayed my unhappy history. "Doubtless you will admit that I have at least the right of asking an explanation, the more especially, see ing that you have even given to your novel a title so like the name borne by her who asks it. "GERMYN WARREN." Westover finished the reading of this letter with a rue expression. He whistled softly to himself and looked blankly at the wall in an endeavor to collect his thoughts and adequately consider the situation presented to him. In a moment the humorous as pect of the affair dawned upon him and he laughed quizzically. "One of the delights of novel-writ ing," he murmured aloud; "is to run across some hysterical woman who finds your book a mirror of her past. 9i1 A startling letter. If I am expected to reply to all such my hands will be full. Yet what a splendid answer to the critics. His better and more sympathetic nature, however, for as yet he was not experienced enough to be callous, as serted itself, and he penned a duly consolatory letter to Miss Germyn Warren. r A week later Paul Westover had an encounter that caused him consider able embarrassment. "Mr. Westover, our youngest nov elist, Miss Warren." The serenity and self-contalnedness of the frail pretty girl before him was in striking contrast to the blushing stammering awkwardness of the young author. The clear blue eyes, however, put him at his ease quickly and he found himself lost in amazement at how different the girl before him was from the morbid woman with a past he had pictured her. "Your letter-I suppose I may speak of it-was very kind," her voice broke 4usically in upon his semi-absorption; "but there are some things in y.ur book I v-ould like to talk to you ab, ut. May I?" Westover found himself in a quiet corner of the drawing room, anticipat ing a quarter of an hour's stern cross examination at the hands of Miss War ren. Somehow the ordeal did not seem to be so terrible as it would have seemed two days previously. Sitting in his armchair that night Paul Westover meditatively addressed the smoke-clouds from his cigar. "She is wonderfully pretty-she has exquisitely sweet eyes and what a charming talker, even though we did talk only of the serious things of life. She is indeed an ideal heroine-in real life." Westover pulled himself up abruptly and laughed a quick, nervous laugh. "Come, this won't do-contemplating such a thing already is making haste too quickly-but that's absurd. Why before I know it I'll be thinking of marriage. And marriage would be the ruin of a young writer. It would-" But then Westover repeated to him self all the familiar arguments against I 9 "Yes, everything Mr. Westover has written." matrimony until finally he went to bed convinced if not exactly pleased. His encounter with Miss Germyn Warren, and the train of thought it prompted may have had something to do with Mr. Westover's departure for the west, but the literary journals an nounced his trip as taken for the pur pose of acquiring local color for a new novel. During the two years that followed Paul Westover's literary output served to increase considerably his growing reputation. He returned to New York and prepared to settle down comfort ably to meet the demands made upon him by his publishers. The novel, to prepare which he left New York, was a pronounced success, and though his old friends, the critics, did not appear to notice it, Paul himself was conscious of a certain resemblance in type between his new heroine and his old, that is to say Miss Germyn War ren. He tried to reason that this new heroine was simply but a develop ment of the Gertrude Warner of his first book, and thus he tried to dis pel his lingering fears that he had drawn upon Miss Warren, his ac quaintance of a single evening. Again in his career Mr. Paul West over had an encounter which caused him to become as discomposed and nervous as he had been at his first meeting with the coincidental heroine of his first book. It was at a literary reception. "Permit me, Miss Warren, to intro duce to you Mr. Paul Westover-you have, no doubt read his clever books." "Yes, everything Mr. Westover has written," said Germyn Warren, as she extended her hand to raul, who stood bowing and blushing like a schoolboy. Then with a smile of gentle mischief playing around her lips as they were left alone she continued: And I can not think that Mr. Westover has for gotten me since some of my friends would have it I am portrayed rather faithfully in your most recent novel and even in several of your magazine stories." Westover was plainly surprised at this frank challenge, and for the sec ond time in his life he found himself keenly observing the heroine of his fiction. He noticed the same clear, blue eyes and wondered at how close ly he had remembered them all this time. He found himself on terms of old acquaintanceship with this mag netic little girl, for she was only a girl. For a moment until the pre sumption of the thing struck him he felt a tinge of regret being taken away from New York for so long. How that evening's reception passed he never knew. He had a very definite notion that he had spent by far the greater part of the evening in the society of Miss Warren. That night in the seculsion of his chambers, over his cigar, he came not unwillingly to the conclusion that aft er all: "What is to be is to be, and it seems to me that the fates have ordained that I should create a heroine.for my self. Either I am in love or am arift ing relentlessly towards that happy state of mind. Of course marriage is the to-be-expected outcome of love, and for a young man struggling for fame and fortune a sympathetic wife is a great helper, a constant incent ive--" and thus he proceeded to adapt his views to the altered state of his circumstances. "Who Is This Tennyson?" When Tennyson was nearing 60 years of age, and his fame might fair ly be assumed to be world-wide, Ed ward Moxon, the publisher, decided t; approach Gustave Dore and commis sion him to illustrate the "Idylls of the King." After Dore had consid ered the proposals, he asked: "Who, then, is this M. Tennyson?" LI 'LIn UnViCAQO TEAI*. President James A. Hart of the Chi cago National league baseball club has given out his list of players for this season. There are sixteen who will wear the uniform of the club. Pitcher James Callahan is not included in the list. Mr. Hart issued an ultimatum to this player several days ago, and, be ing unable to sign him has given up hope of getting the twirler. There are some new faces on the team. Follow ing is Mr. Hart's statement issued last week: "The team of the Chicago Na tional league ball club for the coming season will be made up as follows: Catchers, Frank Chance and John Kling; pitchers, John Menefee, John Taylor, Ellsworth Cunningham, Tom Hughes and Mal Eason; infielders, John Doyle, Clarence Childs, James Delehanty, Fred Raymer and W. J. McCormick; outfielders, Charles Dex ter, Dan Green, Fred Hartzel and Harry Dolan. "At the last annual meeting of the National league a law was passed pro hibiting any club member from carry Ing more than sixteen players on its team. At that time Manager Loftus made out a list of players who he ex pected would constitute the team, which differed from the above only slightly; the changes which have been made were forced upon him by the de sertion to the American league of some of the players. "Every player named in the above list has been signed at his own terms, therefore each should be perfectly sat isfied with his condition. Of the play ers who deserted, not one gave us a chance to retain him upon our team. Griffith made terms with our club a year ago for this season, but disre garded them. We do not consider that the loss of Griffith is important. Mertes named terms which were accepted by us, a railway ticket and a check for advance money were sent to him, but when he arrived in Chicago he signed a contract to play with the American league before calling at our office. He will not be seriously missed. Bradley gave us no opportunity to contract with him; his place is difficult to fill, but we hope that either Delehanty or Raymer will be able to take the posi tion and fill it to the satisfaction of our patrons. M'CREER HAS RETIRED. Tom McCreery, extra outfielder of the Pittsburg baseball team, has an nounced his permanent retirement from baseball. It was generally un derstood that there would be no room for McCreery on the Pittsburg team this season, but it was thought he would be engaged by some other club. One report was to the effect that he would sign with Cincinnati, but this McCreery denies, and says he is out of the game forever. He has become a life insurance agent and will remain in that business. "I have decided to quit the game for good," said Tom. "I have played my last professional game, and will in future give my at tention to other matters." McCreery joined the Pittsburg team during the season of 1898, coming from New York, which club had secured him from Louisville. Tom played great ball in the big league for a time, but of late has shown signs of growing stale. DWYER TO UMPIRE. Frank Dwyer, for several years one of Cincinnati's best pitchers, will be found on the staff of the National league umpires this season. He handled the indicator in the American league last season and won great FRANK DWYER. praise for his work. Dwyer is 33 years of age and his home is in Geneva, N. Y. He first showed his ability as a ball player while a member of the Hobart College nine and later joined the Lacrosse (Wis.) team, going from there to Chicago, where he remained during '88, '89 and '90. The following year found him with the Cincinanti American association team. In 1892 he joined the National league team representing Cincinnati and remained with this aggregation until 1899. He was always a steady, reliable twirler and as such was regarded as one of the best pitchers in the league. Dwyer's honesty has never been questioned, and he doubtless will give the decisions just as he sees them. A few years ago Dwyer incurred the temporary wrath of his fellow Reds, while acting as umpire, by calling Mc Phee out on strikes at a critical stage of a close game. At that time he was a member of the club, and his action was highly praised by all lovers o. fair play. M'LEAN BEHIND MANNING. Jimmie Manning's Washington team is said to have a substantial backer in John R. McLean, the millionaire owner of the Cincinnati Enquirer and the president of the Washington Gas Light company. McLean caught the baseball fever in 1884, in the days of the old Union league association, when he backed Justus Thorner's Cincinanti club. His experience then was not profitable, but since his residence in Washington he has come to the belief that the Capital city offers every fa cility for becoming a profitable base ball town, providing theclub represent ing this city possesses winning quali ties above a place in the second divi sion. FORMER GREAT CATCHER GONE, Tom Kirlslow, the old league catch er, who died recently in Washington, was one of the best backstops in the country a few years ago. He was born in 1866. He caught for the Washing , I/ TOM KINSLOW. ton league team in 1886 and the fol lowing year was with Allentown, De troit and the Metropolitans. In 1888 and 1889 he was with Louisville. In 1890 he joined the Brooklyn Players' league team, and here began a bril liant career. After the Brotherhood trouble in 1890 he was secured by the Brooklyn club, for which he caught four seasons. In 1895 he was secured by the Pittsburg club in exchange for Pitcher Ad Gumbert. He played in different ball, and was released. Kin slow was then out of the game until July, 1898, when the Washingtons gave him a trial. He was released to St. Louis in August. He caught 14 games in succession, and was then released. He has been out of the game since. DIAM~ONI. DUST. The Boston American league team has the tallest player in the business. John M. McLean, who has been signed as catcher, stands 6 feet 5 inches. The loss of Messrs.. McGraw, Robin son, Criger, Young, Schreckongost and Hemphill, makes a huge hole in the St. Louis club. It makes the catching department the weakest in the entire land, not a single minor excluded, kills the third corner and removes a highly promising outfielder, who, while not needed at the present time, would gain a regular berth within the next several seasons. The Pittsburg team is now prac tically completed for the season, Jack O'Connor being the last to come into the fold. The local officials had little fear that the scrappy catcher would not line up, but from some of his talk it was thought that Jack favored the American league. With the salary sat isfactory and certain, Jack is too wise to leave the National league for an experimental organization. "Dick" Padden, who was captain of last year's Chicago American league team, has signed to play with St. Louis. His contract is for three years, but should he be released before that time he will not be employed by any. team in the American league. There will be no blacklist against him, but those conversant with the facts in the negotiations did not think that Padden had toted fair with Comiskey. ZIMMER QUITS THE GAME. President Charles Zimmer of the Players' Protective association, and who last year played with the Pitta burg National league club, announces his retirement as a professional base ball player. Speaking of his retire ment, Zimmer said: "I have been charged with double-dealing and everything else by the members of the: Protective association, notwithstand ing that I succeeded in getting from the National league magnates tihe precise concessions the players de manded. I desire to reiterate once more that I acted solely for the best interests of the players and with no selfish motive, as some of the .ltter continue to assert." Zimmer has a private business in Cleveland which he says insures him a livelihood with out playing ball. During the last year the average age of all the Quakers who died in Great Britain and Ireland was a little over 61 years and seven months. The re turns also show a very low mortality rate among Quaker children. Charity covers a multitude of sine- and so does success.