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Secretary of Agriculture.
New York Banker Author of "Eighteen
Years in Wall Street," Etc.
Author of Miss Jerry," Modern Daughters," Miss America," Etc.
^HE summer girl is an American invention. We
could not fancy her being invented anywhere
else in the world. There is nothing like her in
England. She could not have been "made in
Germany." She has happened to us. She is
one of our institutions. Some day it will be
discovered that she is a very important institu
The conditions, the habits of mind, the
habits of life, represented by these simple words, "Summer Girl," have
an extraordinary influence upon American life. Probably very few of
us stop to think how extraordinary. We haven't time. It is because
we haven't time that we have the Summer Girl.
For we have no Summer Alan. You will remember that. If we
had, the Summer Girl would have no label—she would not be a Sum
mer Girl. She would only be the Girl in Summer, which would be
very different.
She is the Summer Girl, then, because for a part of the year, a
very important out-of-doors part, she is detached from her home
surroundings and lives a life of vastly greater freedom than that
which she lives at home, and very largely with people she does not
see during the other months of the year.
Now, in summer, as at other times of year, most men who are
worth their salt are earning it. The Summer Girl understands the
situation. She knows a REAL MAN when she sees him. She recog
nizes his scarcity in summer—and she acts accordingly. We tempt
her to ..frivolity. She has too keen a sense of humor to be serious
at the wrong time. Generally speaking, the summer is the wrong
When you are tempted to accuse her of being a flirt in summer,
consider for a moment what she has to contend with. The thought
will check you.
The average man in his out-of-town days IS NOT A SERIOUS
PROPOSITION. Remember how many of him are not tempta
tions to serious thought. Witness his duck trousers, his Panama,
his blazer, his cigarette. Remember that She may have moments
of perplexity in recognizing him as a Noble Animal.
At the end of the summer lie will evaporate. He may be vis
ible for a week or for a season. He may be frivolous and remain for
a seriously long time or he may be serious and remain for a friv
olously short time. But he evaporates just the same. The Summer
Girl must wear armor, though it be of gauze, for the interval.
She knows her business. A divine instinct taught it to her. Her
business is to be the Winter Girl when the time comes, to remain un
ruffled and undismayed to the affairs of her life.
These affairs may be in Society, or they may be in Business. It
does not matter which. If she has made a great success at being
serious, the greatest success the world has ever seen, it is because
she has learned the Gentle Art of Not Being Serious All the Time.
We have adopted much in our systems of education from peoples
who have not our responsibilities, people who educate men of leisure,
passion, class,privilege, cast, birth,
and all that. The people govern
here. They should be educated
with a view to their development
along the lines of their life work,
whatever that may be.
higher levels of comfort and happiness, that they may help the weary
hand with a better trained head, and have more time to devote to in
tellectual, moral and spiritnal life, is the previous question which
the educators of the great producing states of our country are called
upon to answer.
What can be done for our
producers that they may live on
The four-year college course does not begin soon enough, nor
continue long enough to meet the requirements of our day in this
regard. Teachers are wanted in primary and secondary schools and
in post-graduate work in the universities. They are wanted to do work
that has not been done in all the ages, the discovery of truths un
derlying production, and their application to the farm.
neer work along this line is waiting. The organization of faculties
to do the work apparatus, laboratories, text books, illustrative ma
terials from primary to post-graduate and beyond, where studies of
specialists must be combined, where research must be broadened, and
where specialists must be grouped to reach a desired end and meet
the pressing demands of producers—all these are waiting. This is
the great field of applied science, where the grower seeks the help
of the scholar, of the experimenter and of the observer.
Great activity is displayed in mercantile circles. Collections
were never so good as now. This shows
that business people have done well and
made money which enables them to meet
their obligations promptly.
Another evidence of confidence in the
future is the activity of money. THERE
The outlook for a prosperous
year is very bright if the crops
pan out well. It now looks as if
there would be a large harvest.
The industrial situation is cer
tainly very promising, as the con
tinued demand for iron and steel,
on a large scale, would indicate.
A Critic Silenced.
A bishop who was traveling' in a
mining' country, and encountered an
old Irishman turning a windlass which
hauled up ore out of a shaft. It was
his work to do this all day long. His
hat was off, and the sun poured down
on his unprotected head.
"Don't you know the sun will injure
your brain if you expose it in that man
ner?" said the good man.
The Irishman wiped the sweat from
his forehead and looked at the clergy
"Do ye think I'd be doing this all
day if I had any brains?" he said, and
then gave the handle another turn.—
TUe Feminine Way.
"I left the planning of our new
house entirely to my wife."
'"How did she go about it?"
"She had the architect mak* pro
vision for the necessary closets first.
"I see. And then merely cut up
what was left into rooms."
"That's what she intended to do,
but there wasn't anything left. When
she had laid out the closets the en
tire building space was gone."—Chi
cago Post.
The Reporter Scores.
Senator Treacle—Did you tell that
reporter I had nothing to say?
Servant—Yes, sir.
Senator Treacle—I suppose he was
very much disappointed.
Servant—I hardly know, sir. He
said he was aware of the fact that you
never said anything, but was under
the impression that you never missed
an opportunity to talk.—Chicago
Daily News.
He Pay* the Bills.
I've heard that women purchase naught
When they go out to shop—
That all they do Is price the goods
Where'er they chance to stop.
The rule may be that women scorn
To purchase tucks and frills,
But my wile Isn't built that way
I know—I pay the bills.
—Ohio State Journal.
Lady of the House—This little bit of
ice won't last an hour. Why don't you
give me a large piece these hot days?
The Iceman—What for? It would
only melt.—Chicago Journal.
She Was His'n.
He started with: "O Dora, please—"
She did not stop to listen.
He meant to flop down on his knees,
But she hopped up on his'n.
—Philadelphia I'ress.
Her Deduction.
Mrs. Bings—Mrs. Nexdoor told me
you once wanted to marry that Miss
Upton. She wouldn't have you, I pre
Mr. Bings—Did Mrs. Nexdoor say
Miss Upton refused me?
Mrs. Bings—No, she merely re
marked that Miss Upton had always
been a very sensible girl.—N. Y.
Following- tlie Usual Coarse.
"Did you call on her father?"
"Yes. He treated me well, too. 1
asked him for Maud, and he said it
would be just as Maud wished. I
thanked him, and then he said it was
always customary for Maud's suitors
to take him out to dinner. And he
.somewhat unpleasantly added that a
dinner was about all there was in it
for him."—Cleveland Plain Dealer.
Clever Little Hoy.
"Mamma, I know the gentleman's
name that called to see Aunt Ellie
last night and nobody told me,
"Well, then, what is it, Bobbie?"
"Why, George Dont! I heard her
say: 'George Dont' in the parlor four
or live times running. That's what his
name is!"—Tit-Bits.
An Arbitrary Kule.
Mr. Nupop—Why isn't little Robert
out with his nurse? Perhaps the
nurse 1 sent you from the employment
agency didn't come.
Airs. Nupop—Oh! yes, she came, but
she didn't *uit at all. She had nothing
but blue dresses to wear, and you
know blue is only for girl babies
pink's for boys.—Philadelphia l'res#.
A Fleeting Glance.
Maud—Did you notice who that ladj
was whogotoutof the train andst-are-d
so hard at us?
Mabel—Do you mean the one with
the open coat with silk facings, reJ
bolero, blue trimmed hat, gray gloves,
striped flounce with diamond stitch
ings, with an umbrella and a red
backed book and a mole on her left
cheek, and frightfully ugly?
Maud—Yes, that's the one.
Mabel—No I hardly caught
glimpse of her.—Chicago American.
The Good Old Kind.
The wireless mouse-trap fellow's plan
We herewith beg to question.
But know the mouseless mouse-trap It
A practical suggestion.
—N. Y. Times.
She—What are you thinking about?
She —Isn't that rather egotistical?
-The King.
We pnais* the girl that's tailor-mad^
For figure most divine.
But when it comes to marrying.
The ready maid Is mine.
—Brooklyn Life.
A Household Hint.
"'I shall never permit myself to be
come a household drudge," said the
young woman. "I shall endeavor to
improve my mind."
'"That is a good idea," answered
Miss Cayenne "but don't let your lit
erary pursuits monopolize you. Re
member there are times when etirrant
jelly appeals to a man a great deal
more than current fiction."—Washing
ton Star.
Sure of Him.
Tess—If you really love him, why
did you refuse him?
Jess—Goodness! You don't suppose
I'd be so unmaidenly as to accept him
the first time?
Tess—But he declares he'll never
propose to another girl as long as he
Jess—Of course. I'm not "another
girl."—Philadelphia Press.
He Had Speculated.
Lucas—Did youse ever speckalate
on Wall street?
Timothy—Yes, I uster stand around
the stock exchange an' wonder where
my next meal wuz comin' from.—
Ohio State Journal.
The Old, Old Wish.
We wish it were to-morrow
What time we work away,
And, later, think with sorrow:
"Ah, if 'twere yesterday!"
—Chicago Rccord-Herald.
Sternpliaee—Don't you know that
you can't support my daughter until
you go to work and earn a salary?
Lawrence—Oh, I don't want to sup.
port her, I only want to marry her!1'
—Chicago Daily News.
These are the gladdest days of all.
The loveliest of the year
The cherry season's over, but
Thf! watermelon's here.
—Chicago Record-Herald.
Flattering Trutliruluess.
Mrs. Eortysummcrs—I told Mr.
Beach I was 28, and he said I didn't
look it.
Her Loving Husband--Well, you
don't you haven't looked it for \S
years.—Tit Bits,
Cf)e languages anli tlje
Hkltgtons of &frtta
There Are Many Varieties of Both in the Great
Dark Continent.
E are but just beginning to
have detailed information
of an authoritative kind
concerning the.various pe
culiarities of physique, re
ligion and language of the
many tribes of people who inhabit
Africa. So numerous are the branches
of the African race that a map of the
country must be divided and subdi
vided many times before all the sec
tions can be shown and they never can
be correctly presented for the reason
that the boundary lines between the
tribes have in many instances been
swept away by intermarriage, wars,
or other intermingling and by the for
mation of half-breed races, so that
while the tribes and races of Africa
differ radically from each other they
are oftentimes so gradually blended
that to establish an arbitrary line be
tween them is impossible.
The colored peoples of Africa may
first be divided into three classes, each
of which has a distinct origin. These
are: The Northern and Northwestern
race, the Western, and the Eastern.
Some authorities insist- there is still
a fourth separate and distinct race to
times placed the pigmie tribes of cen
tral and Southern Africa.
Of the Northern race the Berbers
are an excellent'example. Their fea
tures are small and regular, their lips
thin, their hair long and their fore
heads indicate intelligence beyond the
ordinary African. They are supposed
to have sprung from the Caucasian
The Western race is the flat-nosed,
thick-lipped negro with which the
world is best familiar. The Eastern
race are Malays from Madagascar.
Under the fourth division are some
times placed the pigmy tribes of cen
tral Africa and the Bushmen of the
The Caucasian race may properly be
divided into two sections: The Hamitic
and the Semitic, the former being the
most important. The Ilamitic division
may be taken to include the inhab
itants of Somali Land, Gallas, and
some of the inhabitants of Abyssinia
while the Semitic race may be taken to
include the inhabitants of Algeria,
Tripoli, Tunis, certain portions of the
Nile valley, the Soudan, the Sahara,
and portions of Abyssinia.
The Mongolian race in Africa shows
no especial divisions, being chiefly
composed, as we have said, of Malays
from Madagascar who are tainted
with negro blood.
The real negro race is the interest
ing one and must be many times sub
divided into tribes and clans. The first
great general divisions are: The Ban
tu, the Guinea negroes, the negroes of
the equatorial regions and the negroes
of the Nile. The attempt to separate
each of these four divisions into the
various tribes which belong to it
would be a task far greater than that
Df classifying all of the many tribes
of American Indians. However, it may
be well at this point to add that the
Hottentot, the Kaffir, the Zulu, the
Matabili—all especially well known to
us—belong properly to the fourth di
vision of the negro. They live in South
Africa and are at home in the wilds
where the Bushman dwells.
There are in Africa probably not
fewer than 300 separate and distinct
tribes of negroes and each of these has
its own language. So varied have these
tongues seemed that few attempts to
classify them have been made Never
theless it is thought they may be
traced to live distinct heads or groups.
Of these five, the first two are the Ha
mitic and Semitic tongues while the
remaining three are purely African.
Of the latter the first group comprises
the various Nigritian languages, spok
en by the inhabitants of that territory
known as the Equitorial Belt, the sec
ond includes the great Bantu and Kaf
fir divisions and the third includes the
tongue of the Hottentots und Bush
The real African relig.'on is essen
tially the religion of the heuthen. It
is the outgrowth of fear and reverence
for Nature as it appears to the child
of the woods. Innumerable rites, oft
times of an abominable nut lire form
the body of this religion. Some of the
rites and ceremonies are directly
traceable t.-. the ceremonial religions
t'{ the east which have somehow fil
4-refl to Hie heart- of Africa, mixing
themselves with the crude religious
conceptions of the ignorant blacks and
producing a system oi rites that are
sometimes grotesque, but more often
revolting tothe civilized sense. The phi­
losophy of Shamanism, which recog
nizes a supreme deity who is assisted
by a great many lesser gods, good and
bad, is found to be aprevalent doctrine
in some portions. But so crude does
it become, in some sections especially,
that it is nothing more nor less than:
fetichism—than which in its worst
forms there is no more horrible sys
tem of so-called religious ceremoniei.
The fetich worship requires an almost
infinite number of idols, each of which
is worshiped under the supposition
that it contains the spirit of the par
ticular diety it represents, and whose
aid or mercy the supplicant desires to
invoke. The most hideous sacrifices.
BN0 -N
of human beings haves taken place as.
incidental to this sort of idol worship
No one will ever know how many lives
have been taken to appease the wrath,
of these so-called gods.
In religion, however, Africa is com
ing to reflect the doctrines of the out
side world. The religions of the east
and the religions of the west vie with,
each other there.
a result Africa,
is becoming more Christian and a good:
deal Mohammedan. The Mohammedan-,
religion with its early foothold in the
northeast has gradually spread until
its influence is strongly felt in tlie
great upper half of the dark continent
Christianity has made some inroads OIL.
the coast in the west and south and'
the great interior remains in its
primal condition—devoted to Nature
worship mixed with a thousand crud-e
conceptions of the heathen.
The religious concepts of the vari
ous negro tribes in those portions of1
central and southern Africa where
neither Mohammedism nor Christian
ity has penetrated, is governed largely
by their degrees of intelligence. The
tribes highest in the scale undoubtedly
worship a supreme being, whom they
set a great way off, through the lesser
deities which are at hand and whps-e
images they can see and handle. Some
times these deities are represented by
rivers and trees, and the latter, then
known as fetiches, are supposed to
contain the spirit of the God appealed
to. The ability to distinguish between
this unseen spirit and the material
image in which it is supposed to dwell,
varies in different tribes according to
the position of the tribe in the scale
of intelligence. The Bushmen and
other low types have no nice distinc
tions to make. The Bushman regards
his little fetich image as itself myste
riously powerful, looking to it for
good fortune in much the same way
that persons in more civilized coun
tries have regarded the left hind leg
of a graveyard rabbit,^ though of
course with all the honest intensity of
which he is capable.
It has been declared by some trav
elers that there are tribes in Africa
which have no religion whatever but
this is hardly probable. More reliable
authorities aver that there is no tribe
which has not its superstitions,- con
cerning mysterious power even though
they know not how to define this pow
er and these superstitions concerning
the common mysteries of life and of
Nature invariably find some expres
sion in rites of worship however crude.
Story of Western i^arm Life.
Eleanor Gates is a young western
woman who has done some good
work in literature within recent
years. She likes especially to weave
her early ideas, gathered on a Da
kota farm, where she lived during
her childhood, into her stories, and
docs so with a wonderful success.
She has but recently completed a
story entitled "The Biography of a
Prairie Girl," which is said to be far
superior to anything ever attempted
by her before. The time of the story
is about 25 years ago, and into it is
woven every phase of western farm
life of that time, attended as it was
by all the hardships and pleasures of
the frontier. The story is to be run
as a serial in the Century Magazine,
beginning with the August number!
IIat 1'luKue in Jamaica.
The rats of the island of Jamaica
have so increased in number that the
residents have combined to destroy
them. he animals have thus been
forced to change their manner of
life. They have taken to tree-elimb
ii.g, passing the day in the tree tops,
chiefly among the wild pin-s,-then
coming forth and feeding undis
turbed at night, when their enemy,
the mongoose, is asleep in the thick

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