Iron County register. [volume], July 09, 1903, Image 7

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Missomn
A CONDESCENSION,
Gwendolen Jones was chubby and sweat,
And her age was half-past three;
And xhe lived In a house on Wellington
street.
In the yard with the walnut tree.
Harold Perclval Marmaduko Smith
Was almost half-past four;
And he said, when they gave him a base
ball and bat.
That he'd "pluy with the girls no
more,"
Gwendolen Jones she gascd through the
fence, "
At an end were all life's joys.
As she saw the friend of her youth depart
"To play with the great big boys."
Harold Perclval Marmaduke Smith
I'n to the field marched he;
ISut his ere was blacked, and his head was
whacked.
And his ball no more did he see.
And the boys called him "baby" because
he cried.
Did Teddy and Willie and Tim,
And they chased him away when he
threatened to tell,
And said they'd "no use for him."
Gwendolen Jones came down to the fence.
And her face wore a joyful smile
When Harold Perclval Marmaduke said
He'd play with her "once In a while."
St. Nicholas.
A
I BETWEEN LOVE
Jo AND DUTY.&T
I BY MARGUERITE STABLER.
THE deep, bright blueness of a
Mexican sky bent low over its
fayored children, as if it would shut
away from them, on this one day,
every shadow of seriousness or care,
and must have been gratified by the
gorgeous pageant the Plaza Zocalo
flashed back in return. Since early
dawn the vendors from the hill dis
tricts had been pouring into the city,
and tiny booths, like mushrooms, had
been springing up all over the market
quarter. Long before the first sleepy
. eyes in the town had begun to open,
the Indian had started on his journey
to dispose of his wares as his Toltec
nnd Aztec ancestors had done a
thousand years before. For this was
the great feast-day of the spring
time, and it is only on such a day the
variegated City of Mexico is seen in
all its glory. It is then the market
place is the most brilliant scene the
all-beholding sun looks down upon in
all his eourse. Out of doors, the bril
liancy of the colorings is somewhat
tempered by the atmosphere, but even
so the brain is assailed by such
rude blasts of color as almost to
make it reel. Gay awnings, bright
rebozos, many-hued serapes, embroid
eries, spangles, flowers, deep skies,
burning suns,brillinntverdure,all con
spire to intoxicate the eye. And the
rank, primary hues of their chosen
colorings suggest, to. the thoughtful,
something of the primitive nature of
the Children of the Sunshine.
And yet, amid all this exterior glad
ness, hearts were aching, eyes were
weeping, hopes were falling in the
stately old house of Cardenas. The
warmth of the sunshine and the
brightness of the skies could not
penetrate the gloom in the heart of
Dolores. Her great dark eyes looked
out on an altogether bleak and cheer
less world.
The great old house of the Car
denas lamily had been the home
of generations of beautiful Car
denas daughters from time imme
morable. Since the first Senorita Do
lores, the women of this house had
held their stately heads at the pre:
scribed angle, had felt the weight of
dignity of belonging tothe oldestfam
ilyin .Mexico.had preserved the family
feuds and friendships unquestion
ably, had dutifully married the suitor
chosen by their parents: and had
lived, died, and been gathered to their
fathers, with never a thought of re
volt ngninst the family traditions.
But Dolores, the youngest of the
family, the erstwhile petted darling
of the household, with the blood of
such an ancestry in her veins, the ex
ample of countless progenitors be
fore her eyes, now arose in open re
volt against every tradition of the
family.
The assembled hosts stood aghast
at this unexampled waywardness, and
declared she was not worthy to bear
the sacred name of Cardenns. The
suitor they had chosen for her was,
to the mind of the family, in every
way a worthy alliance for a Carden
as, and, as they argued, if he pleased
them, why should he not please her?
Miguel, who since the death of the
old senor, his father, had taken the
reins as the head of the family, had
no thought of being overridden by a
slip of a girl j but the old senora,
when she realized her daughter's will
was as inflexible as. her own, was al
most at the point of being lenient.
Now, however, when it was dis
covered that Dolores Cardenas had
defied thein all not because she was
too young to marry or had any tan
gible objection to the choice of her
family, but because she had clandes
tinely met, loved, and pledged her
self to an American, a miserable up
start Gringo it was decided sh
should be promptly sent into a con
vent to take the veil.
As a consequence, this beautiful
holiday world was a bleak and cheer
less place to-day for the little Senor
ita Dolores. As she stood at her win
dow, seeing nothing but the horror
of convent walls closing In upon her,
Hhe clutched within , her hand her
only hope, a tiny, crumpled scrap of
paper, on which she rend over and
over: ,
"Go straight to the Plaza Zocalo. I will
know you under any disguise If you will
wear a whlto cross on your shoulder. I
will wait for you at the pottery stall o(
old Poncha. Then Mexico adlos!"
The girl watched the shadows set
tling down over the festive, -ity, nnd
sunjmoned oil her courage for thili
fateful step. As she looked about
her, she ftX- the very walls that had
sheltered so many dutiful Cardenas
daughters must cry out against her,
but what else could she do?
The old bishop of Arezzo, the fam
ily confessor, was holding a solemn
conclave In the room below with
Wijuel nd the senora. So, slipping
into her disguise, she waited for the
noises of the household to settle
down into a twilight quiet.
''The only safeguard is a convent,"
she heard ber brother saying aa she
crept toward the half-open door.
Hut as they sat so calmly deliber
ating upon her fate, little did they
dream that at that moment, that
very instant, not three yards from
them, the little rebel was stealing
past them out into the world. Once,
in the course of their discussion,
something had caused the old senora
to stop and listen. Was it a door
creaking on n rusty hinge, she asked
herself, or a rat scampering through
the thick adobe wall? On the other
side of the partition the little fugi
tive stood breathless. The noise was
not repeated, however, so the voice
of the senoru arose aguin and droned
on in its argument as to the respect
ive merits of the different sister
hoods. The fugitive daughter wondered if
these old souls, who could dispose so
calmly of another life, had forgot
ten the joys of the heyday of their
own youth, or if the good rich blood
had ever caroused through their veins
as hers did now. She crushed her
toy-basket close to her heart to still
the tumult of its beating for fear its
loud knocking must arouse the
house.
The shadows had wrapped the city
in a merciful monotone of gray as
she slipped out the door, under the
armorial bearings of the house of
Cardenas, whose name she was no
longer to bear. Never before had
she been out in the street alone. Old
Carmela had ulways been as close as
her shadow; but, as she remembered
she was no longer herself, but for
the nonce a mere peon toy-vendor,
she held her basket close, and turned
toward the plaza. The tide of travel
was still set in that direction, for
the evening was the gayest time of
all. So, falling in with the throng,
she was soon an insignificant atom in
the crowd.
Arrived upon the plaza, the eyes of
the Senorta Cardenas widened with
excitement. This was the first time
in her life she had mingled so closely
with the market-place rabble. The
haggling of the buyers, the solicit
insr of the vendors, the babel of
tongues, the yelping of the dogs, the
curious-looking foreigners, made up
as strange a sight to the carefully
brought up little Spanish girl as to
the rankest outsider. Her cheeks
slowed and her eyes burned with the
thrill of novelty, and, forgetting
nbout her toys, she stood lost in won
der at the life about her. The plaza
with its people, its booths, its
groups of bull-fighters, flower-girls,
and erandees, nil jostling shoulder
in good-natured haste, might be a full-
dress rehearsal of "Carmen," she
thought.
At every step deeper into the crowd
her safety became surer. She began
to wonder what would happen at
home when ' thev discovered her
flight. She smiled to herself at the
consternation that would ensue when
after deciding finally upon which
convent she should enter, they found
their bird had flown,
.lust then, a rude party of Mexi
can youths, seeing the smiling little
toy-vender, stopped with a familiar
jest and tried to talk with her. Now,
for the first time, she renlized her
forlorn position. A sudden fear
seized her that she might in some
way miss Bandol in all this great
crowd. Then a new feor clutched
her heart. What if, after counting
the danger her abduction would bring
upon his head, he had failed her!
The next instant she -banished the
thought, for straight beyond, tower
ing above the crowd, she saw the tall
erect figure of Randol jostling every
body out of his way in haste to reach
the stall of old Panchn in time. The
girl, watched him with already the
pride of possession. How different
he was from the other men she saw!
How handsome and fine! The man's
keen eyes were scanning every face
that passed, Purposely, she drew in
to a corner to watch him and realize
the fact that it was for her his eyes
were so intent nnd his face so eager.
She could wait and prolong the joy
of the coming moment, for when they
did meet it would be for always.
As she turned her eyes for an in
stant to follow the surging crowd,
she caught, or fancied she caught, a
sight of Miguel's retreating figure.
Was it .possible her escape had al
ready been discovered, she wondered.
There was no doubt in her mind as to
the measures he would take when he
found she would not return home
with him. To Miguel the honor of
his house was dearer than anything
yi the world. He would not scruple
to kill Gringo to preserve his family
escutcheon from a blot. And well
his sister knew that when his pride
and anger met, there would be no
quarter.
With this thought the little vendor
shrank deeper into the shadow.
When her flight was discovered there
would be only one explanation of it.
The whole city would be aroused in
an instant, and their escape made im
possible. Ituiidol, in his straightfor
wardness nnd self-confidence, could
not be made to realize their danger.
But as the little peon vendor stood
alone and unbefriended in this great
city, she felt the force of her help
lessness against her brother's power.
And her lover! A she looked at
him she . felt the danger she had
brought upon him with a new poign
ancy. Why should she let him risk
his life for her? .
Itando, meanwhile, stalked up and
down in front of the stall, growing
restless and impatient. Suddenly, as
if drawn by the intensity of her long
ing, he turned and walked straight
toward her. With an instinctive cry
of joy she turned to' spring toward
him. Hut the next instant the' cry
was stifled. Instead, she flattened
herself against the wall and held her
breath. The white cross she had
pinned upon her shoulder in such
ecstacy was turned to the shadow
nnd her rebozo drawn close about
her face.
Straight on he came. Crouching
against the wall, she waited. He
brushed so near she almost felt, Ms
breath upon her cheek. She clasped
her hands tight over her heart and
dug her nails so deep into her palms
the blood came to the surface In
tiny crescent-shaped gashes. But she
made no sound.
Her life was of no great conse
quence, she told herself, but liandol
wag dearer to her than a thousand
lives. She could not let him risk
himself so recklessly for her.
As Handol, disappointed and baf
fled, reached the corner, the lights
flared in his face and she saw the
eagerness in his eyes had given place
to suspicion. He must think her
false! He who had believed so ira
plieity in her faith that he had glad
ly risked everything for her, would
now think she had put her family
pride above his love.
. The gay holiday throng surged
around her. Girls with glowing eves
looked up into the faces smiling
above them, happy voices rang in
her ears, passing singers trolled gay
love-songs, while the forlorn little
toy-vendor stood motionless in her
corner.
Would he go? Had he given hei
up? She strained her eyes after him
as he mingled with the crowd. Per
haps he did not care so much after
all!
No, he was coming back! If she
could only tell him she was true, she
thought. If he could know all the
long years that were to follow that
she had failed him only to save him,
then he would think kindly of the
nun in the Spanish convent.
He was again nlmost within reach,
peering, seurching, wondering. She
could stand it no longer. Dropping
her basket quietly to the ground the
piteous little creature turned and
fled.
When Eandol reached the angle of
the wall where the shadows grew
deep and thick he looked carefully,
but found it empty.
Hack through the streets the little
peon fled, alone. No one tried to
speak to her, for every eye was filled
with the lights and pleasures in the
plaza beyond.
She reached the frowning house
she had so lately left forever, and
found it still in darkness.
It was early yet, but she had lived
out all the joys nnd sorrows of her
life in this one hour. She slipped
quietly around to the servants' en
trance, then into the great hall. The
door was still half open, and the
bishop's voice was still explaining to
the senora the penance her daughter
would have to go through before she
could enter the sisterhood.
Again the old senora thought she
heard an unusual sound in the hall.
Was it a door creaking on a rusty
hinge, she asked herself, or a rat
scampering through the old adobe
wall?
Again the little figure on the other
side of the partition stopped nnd held
her breath till the voices took up
their argument.
When at last the unsuspecting
senora came to Dolores' room, and
said, sternly, "My daughter, we have
decided," the little senorita meekly
acquiesced like a worthy Cardenas.
San Francisco Argonaut.
WHY THERE WERE NO BOYS
An Instance of Religions Intolerance
Common in this Conntry a
Century A(0,
This story sturts nearly one
hundred years ago. The characters
are two men, one man's sister, and
thirteen supers, says the New York
I'ost.
Both the men were ardently re-
ligious and that meant much more
early in the lust century than it does
now but they were hopelessly di
vided as to a certain schism. The
young physician loved the sister of
the young minister. This love, being
returned by the sister, seemed to
grow in intensity as the arguments
with the brother became more bitter,
That which laughs at locksmiths
hardly could be expected to balk at
a little thing like the difference of
opinion between two men, although
each of the latter felt sure that the
point upon which they differed would
be the means of sending the other
to a land of perpetual fire and brim
stone. It might be added that so re
ligious were they that each privately
hoped his position would finally be
justified by such an outcome.
The marriage took place in the
good old way in spite of the brother's
protests. When the divine repaired
to his chamber that night he prayed
"Oh, Lord! Give ear to the voice of
Thy humble servant and aid him with
Thy divine power in this the hour of
his great sorrow. Grant Thou, 0
Omniscient One, that no male child
shall ever bless the life of this couple,
Let their name become extinct upoD
1he face of Thy footstool."
The preacher was a righteous man,
and his prayer was certainly fervent,
It 1b also thought by some to have
availed, for no son was born to that
couple, although the writer hereof
is the son of one of 13 daughters who
were the fruit of their marriage,
Waking Francois.
The name of Millet, the painter,
has been made familiar to many be
sides art students by. his "Angelus.'
How the (renins of the artist wan
roused and encouraged is told in hii
recent biography:
The most original person of tht
family and the one who had the most
influence upon Millet was his grand
mother. She was an old country
woman of intense religions faith, liv
ing in God, seeing everything in God
ond minirline God in every scene ol
nature and every act of life.
One of Millet's earliest recollec
tions was of his grandmother wok-
imr him when he was quite a littlt
child and saying to him:
"Up, my little Francois! If yoi
only knew what u long time the birdi
have been singing the glory of Ucftll
When he hud to leave home to go tc
Paris his grandmother said: "1
would rather see you dead than un
faithful to God's commands."
At , later time, when he had begun
to make his way In Paris, she re
minded him again:
"Kemember, my Francois, that yon
were a Christ. an before you were
painter. Paint for eternity, and
think that the trump which will call
to judgment is on the eve of sound
ing." Youth's Companion,
Her Comment.
Sof tleigh Yaas, I always enhwy at
umbrella, doncher know. ,
Miss Cutting I always suspected
that you didn't know enough to go in
when it rains, Chicago Daily News,
TRAVELING IN LUZON.
and Incident of a Jonri-r
Through the Provinces of
Rlxul and Lacuna.
The provinces of Itizal'und I.uguns
are more disaffected than any other
in the Island of Luzon and have been
filled with ladioue bands, which still
exist in a scattered condition, accord
ing to the Maniia correspondent of
the Philadelphia Ledger. The route
to the volcano, Taal, lie through
these provinces. There is a line of
steam launches boats perhaps BO
feet in length owned and misman
aged by Fiipiuos, which takes the
traveler part of the distance from
Manila to Taal, pasting through the
whole length of the Kiver Pasig and
through the lake from which the dis
trict of Laguna takes its name.
Along the river is a continuous line
of native villages, the inhabitants be
ing engaged in fishing and funning.
As fishermen their methods are
unique. Some of the men just wade
out till their heads only are out of
the water and then, taking a lon
breath, thev go below and actually
catch fish with their hands. This
may appear to be incredible, but we
saw it saw thein actually come up
with the fish; it is true that their
catch was made only once out of a
dozen dives, but they got there at
times. Others use nets, wading in
the river and holding the net, which
is a sort of trap mounted on bamboo
ticks, in front of them as they walk
long the river bed. The fish are
plentiful, or their methods would
ave noor results. I he women do
most of the farming.
Their agriculture is extremely
poor. It was the dry season and tne
crops were very much parched. The
land is a fertile plain and the river
was running within a few yards of
the parched crops. A "tenth of the
nergy spent m hslnng, if applied to
irrigation, would have given them
more lood than mey neeueo, oui
they know nothing of irrigation. If
the Lord sends them water, well; if
not, then there is no water.
The boats, managed by Filipinos,
wait at different points for reasons
that would not stop an American
row.boat; once we were stopped in a
boiling sun, in the middle of the
lake, waiting for Ihree hours for the
appearance of another steamer,
which had two cows to be trans
ferred to our boat. We had about
150 passengers aboard, and the Fil
ipino passengers seemed quite con
tent to wait until the boat should
start, no matter how long it might
be. ' On a recent occasion ono of
these boats was out in the lake all
night because it had run out of coal,
nnd in the morning the officials of
the boat tried to collect another fare
from the passengers, because it was
"otro dia"
We were eight hours on this twin-
screw launch making nbout, 35 miles.
Arriving at Calamba, a military post,
we found the people well enough dis
posed to Americans and willing to
oblige in every way. Throughout the
trip we found these people far bet
ter disposed to us in all places where
there was or had been a military
post. There was a very good mil
itary road from this place to Tanaa-
un, where we had to ehange ve
hicles. It is not the terminus of the
military road, but the road takes an
other direction. Here there was no
military post, and the behavior of
the people was in marked contrast
with that we had experienced in
Calamba.
The road from Calamba to Amha-
Ion, the village nearest the volcano,
was a native road. The ride was a
wild dream, or, rather, nightmare.
The vehicle, drawn by two native
ponies, was the complete and perfect
work of the evil one. It, rattled,
jolted, and threatened to go to
pieces. The native road was the very
worst road I have ever seen, and I
have ridden a bicycle on all the by
roads of Connecticut and New York
states for 12 years. The sent of
the vehicle was of hardwood; the
makers had not considered the pos
sibility of their containing anyone
larger than a Filipino, and the head
of n fairly tall American just
touched the roof. Every time the
cart struck a stone the American's
head struck the roof, and, as the
road was all stones, the tops of our
heads were pretty well mashed by
the time the lake was reached. Then
there was a mean contrivance placed
on the back of the sent; it was in
tended to represent a bnck rest, but
it was of hardwood, and the sharp
side out, nnd so placed that if just
caught, the back of nn American In
3 place where the bone is most prom
inent. The misery of that ride will
never be forgotten.
lleitnttfnl Metal I.nee.
After a great many experiments,
metal lace has been produced of great
strength and considerable beauty. For
screen doors or fire screens Notting
ham lace curtain stuffs,, in green,
brown, gold or silver oxide colors, are
beautiful far beyond the possibilities
of common white netting. A strip of
common lace metallized, in gold or sil
ver and made into a lampshade gives
a charming effect. Arabian lace, when
metallized, has the appearance of be
ing made of heavily-woven silver or
gold.
First Monument to Slaves.
The first monument to slaves in this
conntry was erected in the town of
Fort Mill, S. C, by Cnpt. S. E. White, n
ex-confederate soldier, who sought in
this way to perpetuate the memory
ami glorify the fidelity with which the
negroes in the south served during
the war for southern independence.
This monument was erected about 10
or 15 years ago. while many of the peo
ple whose truth and loyalty it is in
tended to commemorate were still
living.
A Matter of Economy.
Mrs. Newlywed You don't press
me to your bosom as often as you
used,
Mr. Newlywed No; I can't afford
to mash the cigars in my vest pocket
as often as I used. Judge.
Fly Paper. '
"What's the matter, Willie?" said
Mrs. Brown to her small son, who was
crying.
"My kite won't fly," sobbed Willie,
"and I made it out of fly papq:,', tool
The Lyra.
CLING TO THEIR CAGES.
Keeper of Wild Animals Tells Soma
Interesting- Things About
His Charaea.
If the people who write so mnch
about winiaU," taid Mr. Blackburn,
the head keeper of the national too,
to a Washington Post reporter, re
cently, "could spend a month or two
in charge of a large zoo such as this,
or the one in Lundrn, they would no
doubt change many of the opinions
which they have expressed with con
fidence in the books and stories which
manyNof them have written."
"For instance," he continued, "I
take notice that Ernest Thompson-Se-ton
says that animals ought to be con
tinually changed and shifted nbout
from one paddock, cage and pasture
to another, to keep them from being
discontented and nervous. The rhi
noceros, he savs, comes in time to
know every bolt and bar in his cage,
so that, according to the author, the
animal ought to be shifted into new
quarters when this happens, to pre
vent his dying of ennui and lonesome
ness. This sounds very well and hu
mane, especially when it appears in a
magazine with nice illustrations, but
when it comes down to practice. I am
afraid that Mr. Thompson-Seton
would find that it would not pan out.
Animals are as peculiar, cranky and
uncertain as people, and it is impossi
ble to tell in advance how any experi
ment in the way of new quarters oi
changing about is likely to result. Let
me give you a pointer or two from
my own experience.
"Along about. 1S76 I was with Bar
rum's circus. At that time they had an
old polar bear that had been with th
show for eight years. He lived in a
little cage about large enough for ont
to turn round in, yet, for all that, he
was as fat and contented as one could
well desire. Well, along about the
eighth year of the creature's existence
in Barnum's show, the management de
cided that, as he was getting old, il
would be a good plan to trade him ofl
for three young bears to the Hagen
hack people in Hamburg, and they
did. The young bears arrived in aa
good condition as you could well de
sire, yet in four weeks' time all threi
had died. As for the old bear, which
had lived with the show for eight
years, he went to Hamburg, where he
was turned into a large, roomy pit
but in less than a month he. too, had
p-iven up the ghost. The old fellow
missed his old quarters, and the shak
ing up of loading and unloading ol
the circus, so that he simply pine
away and died of homesickness and
wishing for his old cage.
"You see. it is this way: While an
animal is like a human being, and does,
to be sure, require a change now and
then, it is more than humanlike in its
love of routine, in its grooviness, one
might say. Animals become attached
to certain quarters, just as a country
man gets used to the farm on which
he was born and has lived all his life.
so that when they are removed from
the cage in which they feel perfectly
Bt home it frightens, annoys, worriei
nnd unnerves them to such an extent
that, frequently, they pine away and
die as a result.
"We have an object lesson in the con
servatism of animals nearly every
month here at the zoo. Ihe average
person would imagine that all that
would be necessary to insure long life
and happiness to zoo animals would be
simply to open the doors to theii
cages and watch them spring out into
a nice, roomy yard, to spend the day
cavorting around and enjoying their
new-found freedom. But this is not
what usually occurs. Some years ago
when I first came with the nationn
zoo, workmen had just completed th
very fine series of large outdoor cagei
for the big carnivores, which ran th
length of the main buildings. The in
ner cages of the lions, tigers, leopards
etc., all have doors leading out into
these yards, and a few days after I had
been here. I opened the door of the
cage in which we kept our biggest
lion, expecting he would go out and
have a good time.
"But he did nothing of the sort. He
kept away from the door as though
it were a trap, until at last one of the
men took a scraper and prodded him
out. Then, after he was once out he
was afraid to return.
"He stayed out in the yard three
days, until on the fourth, when a
heavy rainstorm set in, we were
obliged to drive him in again. Even
then we had a time of it getting him
in. We would get him as far as the
door, and sometimes he would poke his
head in, but just as sure as we un
dertook to hurry him along, he would
bolt bnck again, as though frightened
nnd afraid to venture further.
"Take our pnir of fine leopards as
another example. I verily believe
that if I were to change them into new
quarters they would die, although they
are now in excellent condition. When
the female leopard first came to the
zoo she did not eat anything for three
days, nnd I was beginning to think
that we were going to lose her, when
on the fourth day she began to get
used to her new quarters and to eat
something. To-day she is perfectly
happy and at home in this cage.
"About the only animal or animals
that will leave their cage with a
bound are the apes and monkeys. You
may rest assured that the minute the
cage door is open. Mr. Monk is going
to be up nnd doing, leaving the. cage
without the least hesitation, and mak
ing straight for the place where he
can commit the most mischief."
Two Sides to It.
Musician I don't suppose you heard
ivhat l was playing last evening you
and the others kept up such a chat
ter.
One of the Chatterers No; but then,
I don't suppose you heard what we
were talking ubout; so I guess you lost
more than we did. Boston Transcript,
. Comfort.
The next morning he read in the pa
pers that his wife's fete champetre
beggarded description.
"Then I am not alone in being beg
gared by it! he exclaimed, and a
Bt range comfort crept into hi deaolat
heart. Puck.
knew It All. '
Grimes How is your son getting
along in college?
Gormason Splendidly! The amount
of things, he knows Is wonderful.
can't imagine how Mrs. G. and I go
along before he went there. Bostoa
Transcript.
AN IRIQUOIS BRAVE IN EARLY COLONIAL DAYS.
l-'lnd lliawntbu.
The Iroquois were a part of the Five Nations confederacy or
ganized, so legend tells us, by Hiawatha. The confederacy was or
ganized in what now constitutes the State of New York about the
beginning of the fifteenth century,
until the beginning of the- eighteenth century when the J uscaroras,
of North Carolina, became a part of the league, after which it was
known as the Six Nations, and as such took a prominent part on the
side of the English in the revolutionary war. At the time of the
revolution the members of the confederacy numbered about 15,000.
To-dav the descendants of the tribe which composed the league num
ber about 13,000, but are widely scattered over the United States and
Canada.
VISIT TOMBS OF ANCESTORS.
Anelent Rellgtionn Ceremonial An
nun II y Ohncrved by the
C hinese Court.
The Chinese court started recently
for the western tombs ot the royal
house of China. There was an im
mense amount of ceremony observed
in relation to the visit and no los than
400 railway cars were requisitioned to
convey the royal pair, their courtiers
and baggage on their journey.
One afternoon a representative of
the London Daily News waited upon
an influential Chinaman resident in
London to glean all the particulars
possible in relation to the ceremony.
"It is purely a religious ceremonial,"
remarked the official. "There will be
no junketing, no feasting. Everything
will be carried out in the most solemn
manner. One object of the visit to
the tombs is to impress upon the minds
of the visitors is that sooner or later
nil men, no matter how great their po
sition, must go to the grave. Another
is that the dead may live in the memo
ries of their descendants from genera
tion to generation and their virtues
he perpeuated. By such ceremonies
the Chinese people believe that they
offer an incentive to men to live good
lives, so that- their children and chil
dren's children may take a pride In
their tombs.
"It is not," continued the Chinese
gentleman, "absolutely necessary that
the emperor or empress should visit
the tomb every year, but when the
crowned heads cannot make the jour
ney they must send as their representa
tive the next heir to the throne, the
nearest of kin. Should they omit do
ing this the Chinese race would con
sider that an unpardonable insult had
been offered to the illustrious dead,
which would be productive of the
gravest results, both politically and
socially. The tomb which is the oD-
tective of the present visit lies some
considerable distance west of the city
of Peking, and can now be reached or
nearly reached by rail.
"In clays not so very remote the pil
grimages were made either in carts
or in palaquins, the common people
going on foot. During the time the
pilgrims were passing through any vil
lage or town all labor ceased until the
cortege had got well upon its way;
even the laborers working in the fields
stopped work as a sign of sympathy
and respert for those who were show
ing honor to their dead. In those
times the Chinese royal pilgrimage
was a most interesting and' picturesque
function. Even now. when the west
ern method of travel has robbed the
journey of much oMts quaint cere
monial, it is nn imposing sight, and
one which Europeans
corned to witness."
are not wel-
Woman in Importnnt Post.
No woman occupies a more responsi
ble position tinder the United States
government than Mrs. A. E. Brown,
who for many years has been the burnt
aote expert of the treasury depart
ment. Her husband, through ill
health, was incapacitated a score of
years ago, and the couple then left
their home in New York and went to
Washington, where Mrs. Brown at once
applied for a government position.
After a. great deal of persistence she
secured a position in the treasury and
was set to work counting ten-cent
notes, or "shin plasters," as tjie frac
tional currency at that time issued was
known. These were received by the
wagon load, in all stages of delnpida-
tion. Her first promotion came in a
year, when she was permitted to count
25-cent notes. After that 11s the years
went by she climbed steadily upward
to her present important post. So fa
miliar is she with United States cur
rency and that of the national banks
that she can put together charred
notes which no one else could tell from
any other sort of paper. Chicago Hec-ord-IIerald.
Will Aid Renenrch.
Two professors of Jena university
H. Siedentopf and H. Zsigmondy
have discovered a new method of mi
croscopic parservation. whereby ul
tramiscroscopic particles are not
only made visible, but can also be
studied with a full view of determin
ing their size. A full description was
recently published by the inventors
in the German scientific journal An
nalen der rhysik (volume 10, 1903).
The method -consists mainly in a
powerful artificial illumination of the
particles to be observed. Consular
.Report.
and continued practically unchanged
WHERE KINGS ARE COMMON.
In Ihe Creek Niniim Alone There Are
o I.eNM Tint 11 Tvieiily-Flve
of Them.
Kings are very common in the Indian
territory. In fact, ihey are so com
mon that uo attention is paid to them,
and their movements pxcite no com
ment whatever. In the Creek country
alone there are -) real king.-. Nero
Drew is a fair sample of Iheiu. 'Kacli
one has a kingdom to look after, and it
keeps him busy doing it, says the Kan
sas City Journal.
The title does not descend from fa
ther to son, 11s it dors in itie effete Eu
ropean monarchies. The Indians elect
their own kings. The tenure of office
is two years. However, whenever an
Indian is chosen king and serves his
people well he is usually reelected
without opposition. Some of the old
kings in the Creek nation have been
at the head of their kingdoms for 40
years or more. -Nero Drew has been
a king for .'!U years.
The Creel; nation is divided into -5
towns, which is about the same as a
township in the stall's. Kai'h town has
a king, whose duty it is to look after
the Indians of his town. He has no ,
power to spend their money or to com
mand them to do anything. His powers
are somewhat paternal. He looks after
the sick, and sees that they have med
ical attention. He cares for the poor
and decrepit. When any of his sub
jects get into trouble, he gives them
fatherly advice and frequently appeals
to the federal authorities to show
them mercy. He advises with his sub
jects on all matters pertaining to their
interests. In truth, he is their worldly
adviser. Sometimes he is their spirit
ual adviser also, for occasionally the
Indians elect a preacher as king.
Indian kings are not very well com
pensated. They get no salary. H is
a labor of love will', them. The only
possible show they have of gettingany
money out, of 1he office is through
boodling at elections. In this respect
the Indians are not behind the tunes.
They boodle the same as other people.
Elections sometimes come high to the
candidates. Town kings are usually
quite influential among the people of
their kingdom and they command a
fairly good price for their influence
at elections. Most of them are full
blood Indians. Some, however, are
mixed bloods.
Orlwin of Mnearont.
Macaroni is said to have originated
in Italy. A wealthy man bad a cook
of marvelous genius. One day he de
vised these tubes and served them up.
The first mouthful elicited from the
epicure the e jaculation, "curi," or "the
darlings." With the second mouthful
he called "maseari!" or "oh, what
darlings!" nnd with the third he called,
with emotion, "ma varoni!" "oh, but
the dearest darlings!" and the name
has clung to it ever since.
An Imperii!! ve Sentence.
Prof. Geo. C. Wakefield, who teaches
one of the "language" classes in- the
Sumner county, Kansas, high school,
called on a pupil to define an "impera
tive sentence." The correct answer
was given. He then asked a boy to
give an illustration of an imperative
sentence. The first boy couldn't do it.
The next one called on rose to his feet
and said: "Prof. Wakefield', go away
back and sit down."
Live Bnt In n Brick Wnll.
One day recently a brick wall in
Baltimore, w hich had not been, touched
since 1871, was torn down, audi in a lit
tle cavHy, completely enclosed, was
found a bnt which must have been
there for 32 years. It flew out and was
captured. In the same cavity was
found the skeleton of another bat
which had not been vigorous enough
to stand the long wait for light and
food.
New Federal Jobs.
The last congress created 11,310
new offices and employments at an
annual compensation of $7,927,639. As
the congress also abolished 1,815 of
fices the net increase is 9,501, with an
aggregate of $6,986,153 in salaries and
wages.
Adequate Return.
Mrs. Hauskeep Suppose I should
give you a nice dinner to-day, what re
turn would you make?
Hungry Higgins Well, ma'am, if
liked your cookin I'd return just M
often as I could, ma'am. Philadelphia
Press. . . " .