Manchester Democrat. [volume], December 23, 1908, Image 3

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LITTLE THINGS.
A cood-by kiss Is a little thing,
With your hand on the door to go,
But It takes the venom out of the sting
•IOf a thoughtless word of a cruel fling
(that you made an hour ago.
A kiss of greeting is sweet and rare
After the toll of the day
And it smooths the furrows plowed by
care,
The lines on the forehead you once called
fair
In the years that have flown away.
t**'
*Tis a little thing to say, "You are kind
I love you, my dear," each night
But it sends a thrill, through the heart,
1 And—
For Love is tender and Love is blind-
As we climb life's rugged height
We starve each other for love's caress
We take, but we do not give
It seems so easy some soul' to bless*
But we dol§ the love grudgingly, less and
i§fS,'
and hud tolir..
—AndAj,yW». -jfo
IfllM IB'
The girl broke the silence ibat had
fallen upon the two persons In the
rather formal room known as the "psr
Ujor."
& J.' "I wnnt so much to. read your palm,"
M«sbe snld. "I've been studying palm
istry for nenrly a week and I know
Just lots. Of course I'm not like a pro
fesslonal, but, anyhow, I think It's fun
You won't mind, will you?"
The young man, who seemed rather
anxious than otherwise to submit his
fate to her Judgment, yielded hlB palm.
"My, what a nice big hand!" she
cried admiringly. "It's better to have
big bonds than little—or Is It little than
big? Anyhow, you have a splendid line
of llfa It looks as though you night
live to be 90. Aren't you glad?"
"That depends," the young man said
"Is yours a long one?"
"You'll bo very successful In the
law," she went on. "And even make
money In It"
"Look here!" broke In the young
man- "You're reading from what you
know. I've been a. lawyer for a long
while."
"Yes, but look at this line!" she
cried triumphantly. "That means the
law."
"That Isn't a line. That's where I
cut myself on thfe sardine can last
month at the picnic,'1 ho-said. "I near
ly had blood poisoning and nobody paid
-Siany attention to it Wasn't there a
lovely moon, though?"
ft
"Looks as If you were going to have
lots of trouble," she murmured. "Here's
a line of Influence that's awfully strong,
-•w&slmt I don't see any divorce or any
thing."
"I don't see any wife yet" he said,
gloomily. "IIow's anybody to get a
divorce If he hasn't even got a wife?"
"Oh, but you're going to get mar
ried," she assured him. "But of course,
a palmist'can't tell what she's like."
"If you can't nobody can."
"Please don't Interrupt You have
MUSIC AS A DIVOECE CTTKI.
VlittST THM6
too
THI»
KNOW
\4H»te «A«e
YOO BttH
onicht
DAMBOSCH SAYS MUSIC TAKES THOUGHTS AWAY FBOM THE PAICE OF BACON AND EOOS.
"You've .'had lots of flirtations."
"There you know you're wrong."
"Well," she hesitated, "I'm not sure
whether they're flirtations or only wor
ries, but, anyhow, there they are."
"A flirtation Is a worry."
"How do you know?" she asked.
"Here's a thing that looks like a readi
er duster. I wonder what that means?"
"A clean sweep," he said. "The world
1» mine."
"Well, maybe,u-sha went on. "Jupi
ter, Mercury and the. sun are all nice
and big."
"I seem to possess all the planets. I
suppose you think I want the earth?"
"You can make speeches and you are
golug to die a long way from your
birthplace."
"And all alone? Is thcre.no one who
will throw out the life line' to me?"
"Don't be foolish, for this Is serious.
I wish I could remember whether or
not it {s a good thing to have sticking,
out lines on the line .of head."
"Give me the beneat of the doubt
Now, tell me more aibout the heart."
"I never go back,""she said definite
ly. "I've finished with your heart"
•^Really?" be-mked, drawing away
his band. "What are. you going to ilo
with It—chuck It?"
"Pleas# give me your hand again."
-12?o, I'd rather have yours." he said.
"I know I could read you a first-rate
fortune. Let's see It" v-
Reluctantly she bald her palm, out
and be took It In his own.
"These wlggly lines under your mid
dle finger show you are going to marry
"OIVK tlx
voua
a
hollow hand and that means dlsappolnt
p£~ment, but you have a perfectly lovely
ssfeiate line, and that means you're never
^.v-jolng to be disappointed. You'll never
asocial success."
"I am crushed to learn It" be said
dolefully. "Can't I take a course of
^^.-correspondence school lessons on 'How
'isSSto Be Liked?' Don't you have .to hold
ha to re ad It A
"It Isn't necessary."
"It keeps slipping off the chair arm,"
he said. "Besides, when you take It
^JTthe psychic circuit or something like
,sA'that seems more complete, more satls
factory."
"You have lots of humos In your
hand," she went on, unheeding. "It
looks as If those that ought to be large
are small and those that ought to be
smflll are largg, but I'm-not sure. You
in going abroad."
"Ask fate'to make lt the wedding
trip," he said. "Go on."
"One Journey ends' In a disappoint
inent and on one you'are going to be
:?111."
"I'm always seasick. Qo on."
"You've always been strong, but your
nails seem to Indicate heart trouble
and nervousness."
•••, "That's right" he, confessed,. "One
causes the other, but neither Is lncur
ald* If given Draper cars." r\
COFFU
IS
FIT TO DRINK
HAND AGAIN.
a lawyer," he said. "And your fate
line says there's no use your squirm
ing, for I'm going to keep this hand,
no matter what you do. May 1?"
"I—I don't seem able to help If.' she
faltered. "I can't get It away."
"And don't want to?"
"Not—not awfully much."
"Come on, let's go out on the porch,"
be said softly. "I can tell fortunes
better out there."—Chicago News.
A Substitute.
Irish wit Is as excellent as It Is pro
verbial. A wrltef" In the Mariner's Ad
vocate tells the story of a ship doctor
on an. English liner who notified the
death watch steward a Hibernian, that
a man had died In" stateroom 45. The
usual Instructions to bury the body
were given'^Some hours later the doc
tor peeped1"into the room and found
that the "body was still there.
He called the matter to the attention
of the Irishman, yvho replied:
"I thought you Said room 48. I wlnt
In there and seen wan of tblm In a
bunk. 'Are ye dead?' says I. ^.'o,' says
be, 'but I'm pretty near dead.' So 1
was getting ready to bury him."
A Lwioi ol Defeat,
Ob, the way. won't be so gloomy when
you've learned to say good-by—
To take' your leave of buried hopes with
clear, undaunted eye
To stand beside the grave of dreai
where sorrow laid your heart,
Determined, though -the heavens fall, to
make another start!
—Birmingham Age-Herald.
There is entirely too much remedy In
this country that Is not applied.
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cut
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VEDDiw GIFTS
AS TH6Y
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cut cuw
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STORIES OF STATESMEN
"Uncle Joe" Cannon was discussing
Jocularly our society leader's claim
that too many statesmen appear to
rely on their un
couthness—on the
absence of socks,
y^vjetc., for their
fame.
"I would point
lout" said he,
"that neither Cae
sar nor' Alexan
der wore socks,
and If I attacked
Jos. p.
caknoit.
New York society
as frankly as this person has attacked
public life, I might—but, after all, per
fect frankness Is Invariably a bad.
thing. You have heard, perbape, of the
young man who admitted perfect frank
ness? Calling on a pretty girt, he said:
"-'If there Is one thing that I rever
ence In this world, perfect franknessJs
that thing.'
",'Yes?V sald .t^fi. ilrl,, .,Then I'll at
once grasp the opportunity to urge you
to shave off your mustache before you
eat another soft-boiled egg.'"
Senator Tillman, discussing Interna
tional marriages the other day, said
pertinently:
"What are we
coming to? A friend
of mine, an arrant
foe to monarchies,
roared out In a
speech last week:
as they are abroad,
I still fall to under
stand how they can
endure to be taxed
to support Idle, ex
travagant and dis
solute royal fam
ilies.'
"Then my friend
wiped his- heated
"brow, and hurrying
home, sent In a a. a.
tillman.
stock assessment of $10,000 In order to
help the president of the Dash Hall
road purchase a titled son-in-law."
Cheating the Telephone.
It has Just been discovered that a
new kind of free toll service graft has
been worked on the telephone compa
nies of LanBlng, Mich. A few days
ago the traveling representative of
The next day he departed for p&t
ures new, and the telephone company
was none the wiser. Bat the hems*
bad received a correct iwport otlfte.
business done by the fllummer 'lis?
day, and the toll was saved for him
self or the house. The brother's name
stood for the amount of his sales and
the sister's for the character of the or
der.—American Telephone Journal.
Not on the Program.
Two stout old Germans were enjoy
ing their pipes and .placidly listening
to the strains of the summer garden
orchestra. One of them in tipping his
chair back stepped on a parlor match,
which exploded with a bang.
"Dot was not on the program," he
said, turning to his companion.
"Vat vas not?"
"Vy, dot match."
"Vat match?'!
"De match I valk«l on."
"Veil, I didn't see. no match. Vat
aboud It?"
"Vy, valked .oni match, and it
went bahg, and I tatff It vas not on
the program.".
The other picked up Ills program and
read It through very carefuliy, "l don't
see It en the program," he said.
"Veil, I said It vas not on the pro
gram, didn't I?"
"Veil, vat has it got to do mlt the
program- anyway? Egspialn yourself."
—Ladles' Home Journal
No man likes the idea that when
bis wife prays for .greater patience
she la thinking of him.
Fay-folk.
Some nights I try to keep awake
To see bow falrieB really look
You have to watch so sharp and
still—
So says my mamma's Fairy Book.
I squint my eyes a liny space
And then I see them, one 'by one,
Come trooping In from iFalryland
With funny little hop and run.
They nod and whisper to themselves.
Then scamper off across the floor,
If they'd never, never seen
A little boy like lpe before.
Yet, If you ask me how they look,
Somehow I cannot seem to tell
For pretty soon they're slipped away.
And then—I hear the breakfast bell:
—Laura Simmons, in Ltpplncott's.
LTTTU5 HLiAtCKlB BEAR.
Not so very long ago Little Blackie
Bear lived in the Great Woods with
his mother. Their home waa in the
big cave near
the
old
cheBtnut-tree,
and here they were very cosey to
gether. One day Mother dear said
to Little Blackie, "You are old enough
now. to go out into the Great Woods
and: And your own food."
"Very well, mother," said Blackie.
"But first ""tell me, please, what Is
good to eat."
"Rabbits, wrens, muskrats, and men
will do to begin with," answed Moth
er Bear. So little Blackie kissed his
mother good-bye and started out Into
the Great Woods.
He had not gone very- far when he
met a rabbit.
"Ho!" said Blaokle, "I believe you
are good to -eat!"
"Oh, no!" said the rabbit, "I am
not at all good, to eat until I have
rumrmile."
"Well, start off then," said Blackie:
"it Is growing late. I have had no
breakfast this morning and am get
ting pretty hungry."
So the rabbit started off and Blackie
after him, and they ran and they ran
until they came to a little hole under
a big stump, and then, quicker than
you could wink, the rabbit slid into
it and was gone. And, although Lit
tle Blackie waited a long time, he
did not come back again. But after
a while a little wren haipped almost
under his nose.
"Ho!" said Blackie, "I believe you
are good to eat!"
"Oh, no," said the wren, "I am not
at all good to eat until I have flown
to the top-of that tall tree."
"Very well, then," said Blackie,
"hurry up and fly there. It Is grow
ing late, and I am very hungry, for
1 bad no breakfast this morning."'
So the wren flew over the tree-tops
and was gone, and although Little
Blackie Sear waited a long time, she
did not come back again. But pres
ently he saw a muskrat on-the edge
of a near-by stream, and he ran over
to him and exclaimed:—
.. "•I believe, sir, you are good to eat!"
"Oh, no!" ssld the muskrat. '1 am
not alt-good to eat until I have had
a swim." And he slid into the water,
and In a few moments climbed up on
the top "Of his house In midstream'
and-sat there.
After a while Blackie called out to
him:—
"Well, Mr. Muskrat, .aren't you good
to eat yet?"
"Oh, yes," said the muskrat. "I
am good enough norw, 'but It would
spoil me to swim hack."
"Dear me," sighed Blaokle, "here it
is 'way past dinner-time, and I have
had no breakfast yet!" And he turn
ed away-from the stream feeling very
sad. But he had not gone very far
when he saw a man with a gun over
his shoulder, for he was a great hun
ter.
"Ho!" said Blackie, and It sounded
very much like a growl when he
said It. "Ho, I believe you are good
to eat!"
"Oh, no," said the man. "I am not
at all good to eat until I have run
a long way." So he threw down his
gun. for he was a great hunter and
knew
juBt
a
business concern,Jocated in* a distant
city came Into town, canvassed the
trade Industriously and landed several
orders of good size.
After his day's work was done he
went to the telephone and asked for
"Long distance." After the usual pre
liminaries he called for his brother in
the distant city. The brother could
not be located.
Well, then, perhnps the operator
could get his*sister. No, bis sister also
was out. He
waB
sorry, but would call
again later, and left the booth, with
out hating to pay toll, of course, as he
did not get his party.
what to do, and started to
run, and Blackie after Mm and they
ran and they ran until they came
to a little house beside a road. The
door was open, so the man ran right
In, and by the time Blackie got
there he had climbed up a ladder and
through a hole In the celling and
pulled the ladder up aifter him.
"Ho," said Blackie, "come down
here! You are good to eat now!"
"Yes," said the man, "I believe I
am very good to eat, but I don't care
about being eaten. However, if you
are hungry, just step into the pan
try and help yourself to whatever
you find there. The door, you will
find Is open."
So Blackie ran into the pantry, and
there he found pies and Vakes and
bread and meat and Jam, and lots
of good things, and he began to eat
at once for lie had had no breakfast
and was neatly starved.
Tben the man sent his wife down
stairs .(for he was a great hunter,
you will remember, and knew Just
what do), and she shit and lock
ed tkf pantrjr door so quickly that
Black# was a prisoner before he
knew It. But he-did not mind at all.
for he was very busy eating up the
pies and cakes and all the good
things he had foipid in .the pantry.
When he could eat no more, he
stretched out on the floor and was
very soon fast asleep.
In the morning he was awako
bright and early, but abt before the
great hunter for, when he opened
his eyes, thete he stood looking
through the little pantry window at
him.
"Hoi" said Blackie, "shall I eat you
thlB morning?"
"Oh, no!" said the hunter. "And you
need never trouble yourself again
about looking for food In the Great
Woods, tfor I am going to put you
In a cage and sell you to the circus
man, and he will feed you every
day!"
So he put little Blackie Bear into
a cage and sold him to the circus
man. And now, whenever you go' to
het circus you may see him there:
and possibly some day you may feet
there in time to see the circus man
feed him.—Elizabeth Gale, In Good
Housekeeping.
MJBS ANT'S TOILET.
insects aire usually connected with
unoleanllness in the minds otf most
persons, yet many Insects are IX-
tremely neat in their penonal habits.
The ant performs a scrupulous toilet
every day. She uses brushes, combs.
Sponges and other Implements in
keeping herself tidy, and never fears
misplacing them, since nature has
conveniently attached them In perma
nent positions on her body. A "hobo"
ant was never seen, for the insect
bstes dirt like a Dutch housewife.
Working In the earth inevitably be
fouls her person, but sbe takes a
wash and a rubdown so often that
few particles of foreign matter cling
long to her hairy self, says Harper's.
One of the ant's toilet Implements
is the tongue. Around the sides of
this organ curves a series of hard
ridges which makes it suitable for use
as both sponge and brush. Ants
lick themselves clean with their
tongues, like dogs and cats. The
natural coub on the leg Is another
important tolldl Implement. It is on
the tibia, and has a short handle, a
stiff back and 65 elastlq teeth. It is
a fine-toothed comb, and there is
a coarse-toothed comb of 45 teeth on
the leg, right opposite. There are
other combs in handy positions, as
the serrated upper Jaws, through
which the ant may draw her legs and
so clean them. Also the mouth se
cretes a liquid which might 'be com
pared to hair tonic, and which is
rubbed on the members drawn
through the mandibles.
Ants wash about the same as hu
man beings, before beginning the
day's work or retiring to sleep, or
when the accumulation df dirt makes
them uncomfortable. Sometimes an
ant quits in the midst of a busy
stunt of nest building, leaves her fel
low-workers and goes off in a cor
ner to clean herself. She combs and
brushes diligently until she feels that
sbe is in a decent state, and then re
joins her laboring companions. A
study of the toilet process In arti
ficial nests with glass sides shows
how thorough and conscientious the
insect is In her personal care. There
are numberless attitudes during the
process. When cleaning the-head and
fore parts of the body, the ant often
sits upon the two hind legs and turns
the head to one side. The fore leg
Is raised and passed over the face,
while the head Is slowly turned to
expose both sides to treatment The
opposite leg may be brought into use.
For combing the back hair the head
Is dropped low and the leg comb
sweeps through the tufts of hair from
the neck forward. At Intervals the
leg Is drawn through the Jaws to
moisten it or wipe off the comb.—
New Haven Register.
THE LADY'S SAIND.
There is a small town called Sta
voren on the coast of Holland. It
was once a very important shipping
town, but many, many years ago Its
prosperity was destroyed. This Is
how It happened:
Many of the citizens were so
wealthy that the floors of their pal-,
aces were paved with gold. Again,
some of the people were so poor that
thy could barely earn enough to keep
from starving. But the wealthy citi
zens would do nothing to Improve
their condition, and treated their de
pendents like dogs.
There was one -lady In Stavoren
who was enormously wealthy. She
owned many fine residences and hun
dreds of ships. Her Income was so
large that^she could not possibly
spend It, but she would not give any
aid to the people who begged It.
One day she sent for one of her
captains' and ordered him to take a
vessel, and, returning within the year,
bring back with hhn a cargo of the
-Qost precious thing in the world. The
captain thought this task a very dif
ficult one, but finally he decided that,
as life was the most precious pos
session, the article that sustained It
would be the most precious in the
world. Accordingly, he brought a
cargo_of the finest wheat money
could buy, and returned to Stavoren.
His employer came to the vessel, and
when she learned what he had
brought as cargo, she ordered him to
throw it Into the sea. The captain
cried, "Madam, IT there be Justice,
you will some day beg tor bread."
But the lady laughed scornfully and
said. "When I see this ring which
I cast into the sea I shall expect
my punishment."
Some time later, she was Invited
to a grand banquet and in the
frlendB,
AJN APIPRDCI'ATrVIE AUDIENCE.
Under an old piazza floor, the
boards Iqosened by long usage, and
the foundation dotted by years of ser
vice, a family otf toads spend the
summer months. Each evening after
sunset, when the twilight shades are
falling, I take my banjo and, sitting
In the big piazza chair, play softly
to myself.
iBy and by a head 4ops out of a
crevice, two bright eyes look aTound,
and a big awkward body follows:
another and another soon Join the
company, and there they sit in a sol
emn row. winking their bead-like eyes
at me.
Night after night the performance
lti repeated, and eaoh time the audi
ence is forthcoming, and sits In si
lent dignity to the end of my con
cert—Our Four-footed Friends.
A BOY'S HELP.
"Now, boy, help me all you can to
night," said mother, as she was pre
paring to give the small boy his batn
and put him to -bed. "Suppose you
draw the water for me!" The little
fellow started out of the door, and
his mother called him back. "Where
are you going, dear?" "Why, moth
er," said he, "you asked me to draw
the water for you, and I was going
downstairs to get my pencil."—Chris
tian. Register.
-New York City has twice as many
telephones as London, four times as
many as Berlin and six times ai
many as Paris.
"Icebergs ahead!" The concerts stop
In the liner's sumptuous music room.
There Is a rush on deck to admire the
group of crystal Islands. A ray catch
es pinnacle and peak, piercing the mist
and lighting the vast masses with shim
mering hues—sky blue and emerald,
dove gray and faint rose. Cascades
flow down the thawing slopes, and slow
green rollers break on mighty buttress
es with gentle foam and rising sprsy.
One berg follows another In stately
march and form fantastic. Here Is a
ruined Norman cathedral, choired and
towered. Next follows an Arab tent
pitched In limitless sea of green. Now
a mosque of green marble with dia
mond domes and minarets. Chinese
pagodas and Nile pyramids, too with,
great battle ships, sculptured by the
sun out of Greenland's Ice cap of half
million square miles.
"Beautiful!" cry the women, waving
handkerchiefs and turning to the cap
tain for Information. He smiles a lit
tle, recalling last night's terrible vigil
In dense fog when these careless hun
dreds were sleeping with no thought of
the colossal specters of the sea. Such
ponderous silent foes from the north—
true Thor hammers, weighing a billion
tons, before whose impact man's might
iest fabric Is only an egg shell erratic
In movement too, traveling south Into
line even with Southern Spain and
likely to split and explode, casting up
waves that would engulf the greatest
ship, stranding and blocking* harbors,
because seven-eighths of their towering
height Is beneath the sea!
.And here Is sinister peril. A vessel
may seem to be clearing the monster,
when suddenly a submarine spur will
tear a great hole In her and drag her
within reach of great toppling Ice mass
es weighing thousands of tons. Down
the Labrador current come these mon
strous bergs on an oceanic river 2,000
miles long and ninety wide—a girdle
of death to a thousand ships, gemmed
and studded, with crystal isles of de
struction.
Where They Come From.
Whence have they come? They" are
the broken off ends of long, sinuous
glaciers that have worked their way
down from Greenland's Icy mountains.
Most North Atlantic bergs slip Into the
sea from the nor$h part of Western
Greenland,-and enter Baffin Bay above
Dlsko Island. When they put to sea
SXEBO'S LOVABLE HOSTESS.
Bffra. Andrew Cuilsle Supervise.
Every Detail ol Her Rome.
One of the happiest women and
most Ideal wives In the world Is Mrs.
Andrew Carnegie, If one may believe
the friends In this country and in Scot
land who pay homage to her many lov
able qualities. She is essentially a
womanly woman, but for all that she
follows a regimen as rigid .as any sol
dier's In her home life at Skibo, as In
New Yofk and Pittsburg.
flBh-
where she' was eating found the ring.
Then her punishment began. Her
ships were lost at sea, her crops de
stroyed, her houses burned and at
last she found herself penniless. She
begged from her former
but
they scornfully refused aid, and the
lady finally died In poverty and want
Sut the evil sh had caused lived
after her. As tlmo went on, the
sailors and fishermen noticed that the
entrance to the harbor was blocked
by a huge sand bar, which was cov
ered with a growth of wheat. The
wheat wtilch had been thrown Into
the sea had sprung up andTilooked
the harbor. The poor people were
In despair, as they gained their live
lihood from their fine harbor, but
nothing could be done. And then a
still greater disaster occurred. One
of the dikes sprank a leak, the water
rushed In, and Stavoren and all Its
inhabitants perished. And all this
evil was caused by the "Lady's Sand."
(An old legend.)—Edna T. Rodenber
ger, in the Brooklyn Eagle.
There are many servants at Skibo
Bssralif
and In the Fifth avenue mansion, but
every detail of the home comes under
the direct supervision of the mistress.
She has hours as rigidly kept as a
fashionable practitioner's when sbe re
ceives the butler, "the house mother,"
a sweet Highland way of talking of
the prosaic office of housekeeper, and
other heads of domestic departments,
the grooms and the gardeners and the
stewards.
Mrs. Carnegie is fond of outdoor life
and Intensely interested In all that
means better health'for rich and poor.
But she has never gone In for athletics
nor anything which might be called
fads. She Is devoted to music and,
like her husband, she prefers organ
music to any other variety. It has
been observed that recently a large por
tion of Mr. Carnegie's ben (factions are
It may be for
a
Carnegie In the matter of supplying
the deficiency at least In part
I
Journey of twenty-five
hundred miles.
One Ice field poured down by the
mountnlns Into Dlsko Bay Is one thou
sand feet thick and eighteen thousand
brood. It flows forty-seven feet In a
day, and, tbeiefore, In one year will
throw off Into the sea the inconceivable
quantity of three hundred thousand
million cubic feet of Ice. And on the
banish part of Greenland's west coast
there are twenty fiords that give birth
to bergs from an Ice-bound country one
hundred and twenty thousand square
miles In extent Thus one Is not sur
prised to hear of a towering Ice Island
stranded in Melville Bay, weighing two
thousand million tona Think of
These bergs, In procession or In lone
ly grandeur, are the sea's worst terror
and so far human science has devised
no means of detecting them In fog and
darkness. The Newfoundland fisher
men say they are able to "smell" bergs,
thereby saving craft and life alike.
What they mean, of course, Is that the
berg's approach Is marked by sudden
cooling of the air. But there Is fame
and fortune In store for the man who
will Invent Borne contrivance to give
timely warning of the proximity of
this danger, which Is the most terrible
known to navigation. No other agency
can overwhelm the modern steel-built
liner, with her many water-tight bulk
heads. She defies the most furious
storm the rlsk of Are Is Inconsider
able and even after collision one or
other of the participants may limp Into
port But imagine a twenty-thousand
ton ocean flyer hurling her vast bulk
at twenty knots an hour against the
mighty Ice ramparts looming through
the fog athwart her racing bows. The
first Impact is bad enough but Insidi
ous sun action and corrosive salt
water have rotted the lofty precipices,
and from a height" of seven hundred
feet crash thousands of tons of Ice,
utterly overwhelming the grandest ship
that ever left port
taking the shape or fine pipe organs
for poor churches. Mrs. Carnegie was
his Inspiration. ?he frequently dwells
on the divine property of music In
soothing sorrow and uplifting the soul,
and sbe has often remarked that she
pities a congregation which Is. suffer
ing from a wheezy organ from the bot
tom of her heart Whenever she hears
of an afflicted organ, she takes the mat
ter lu band. She Investigates In a
quiet systematic way the resources of
the congregation, and when she finds
that a good musical Instrument entails
too heavy a demand, she Influences Mr.
Absolutely Free.
Angry Mother (suddenly entering
parlor and catching young music teach
er klBsIng her daughter)—Young man,
Is this what I pay you for?
Music Teacher—No, ma'am I make
no charge fcr this.—Florida Times
Union.
Drtten to Drink*
Artist—My next picture at the acad
emy will be entitled "Driven to Drink."
His FJlend—Ah, some powerful por
trayal of baffled passion, I suppose?
Artist—Oh, no It's a horse ap
proaching a water trough!
Everyone should like his kin, but
everyone does not
POLITICS
i§
TH9 DXY.
I I
Bat Who Got tho MtiCff
The President has denounced with
even more than hla customary vigor
two newspapers which hare Intimated
there was something questionable In the
government's purchase of the Panama
canal property.
It will be remembered that the Unl
ted States paid $40,000,000 for the
Panama property and plant The Uni
ted States paid this sum to a French
corporation which, though perhaps not
technically "bankrupt," had come to
standstill and had been put by the
French courts In the hands of "liqul
dator."
The United States paid the money,
not to the French "government" but
to the "liquidator," who proceeded to
distribute It among—whom? Among
whom? That's the question.
Incidents In connection with the sud
den campaign by which the United
States was Induced to abandon the
Nicaragua route and take up the Pap
am a raised some rather natural ques
tions at the time of the change.
These questions were rendered more
pressing by the rather prevalent opin
ion that we were paying for the French
remains rather more than they were
worth.
Hence the questions, "Who got the
money?" and "Did the prospect of get
ting the mono unduly stimulate Inter
est, activity, and Influence In favor of
the Panama route?"
any­
thing that floats at all being aground
In water more than half a mile deep I
On Its great fields and precipitous
slopes were many polar bears and
thousands of seals which had taken
passage, so to speak, for Southern Lab
rador.
Tho question Is not one of middle
men, or what they got or through
whose hands tho money passed. It Is
one of shareholders—the ownerd in
fact of what the French corporation
sold—who they were and what they
got when the money was finally dis
tributed.
Undoubtedly this was a matter of
record. Unfortunately the record has
not been produced, perhaps cannot be
now, and at any rate Is not. Hence,
after all the outcry on all sides, there
still remains unanswered the question,
'.'Who got the money?"—Chicago Inter
Ocean (Republican).
The "Treuljr" with Japan.
Any discussion of the value of the
new understanding between the United
States and Japan is bound to lead to
our fixed policy of diplomatic Isolation,
by which Is meant freedom from en
tangling alliances—that separation
from the political systems of Europe
which Washington urged so Impressive
ly in his farewell address.
There is no pretense or assumption
that the documents mutually signed by
Secretary Root and Baron TaKahlra
are more than a reduction to written
form of certain matters brought to
agreement by verbal discussion. Tho
attitude of the two nations Is merely
defined for convenience and, perhaps,
In recognition of the fact that officials
and administrations change, and that
such changes should not cause posslbls
misunderstanding*
The danger of the form of procedure
seems to lie In a first encroachment on
precedent, as a means of paving the
way toward other and further en
croachments with the ultimate passing
of the line and a departure from estab
lished policies. Freedom of action in
world politic. Is what has given tills
country Its power. It has been the on
biased arbitrator. Committed to a
democratic exploitation of the earth. Its
unselfishness has given it pre-eminence.
If that pre-eminence Is lost, we might
as well become an Imperialistic nation
at once, fo^the argument of selfish
motives will apply to us as well as to
any nation of Europe.
Everybody knows that ths Senate
would not ratify any such agreement
as Secretary Root has made, and, de
prived of that ratification, the Instru
ment becomes a mere definition, unau
thorised and without force. And that
Is all It Is. And if It Is unauthorized
and not binding as to the United States
It Is without binding force as to Japan,
for mutuality Is lacking. So what's
the use of bothering about it?—8t
Louis Republic.
Turlflt Tftxlni the Famn.
Secretary Wilson of the Department
of Agriculture says the value of United
States farm crops for 1908 will exceed
that of 1007, which was $7,440,000,000.
A fair estimate of the wealth cre
ated by the farmers this year Is eight
billions of dollars. It Is real, not pa*
per, wenlth. It Is tangible property that
did not exist before. Corn, hay, wheat,
cotton and other crops are among the
necessaries of life.
This $8,000,000,000 has been taken
out of the soli by American farmers in
return for their labor. It would be
interesting to know how much of this
vast wealth Is absorbed by tax gather
ers, direct and Indirect It Is true that
farmers are prosperous, In spite of tar
iff taxes. But they would gain more
real profits from their labor If tariff
taxes were equalized.
The farmer pays a tariff tax on hla
implements, on the lumber for his
buildings, on practically everything
that he or
hlB
family consumes that Is
not raised on his own farm. He pays
a tax on his clothing and all the small
luxuries he Is able to buy. Because
the tariff tax Is Indirect It Is none the
less onerous.
Agriculture Is the chief basis of real
wealth. Legitimate manufactures, com
merce and mining Industries hold sec
ondary place. The parasites of the
wealth-producing classes are the finan
cial wizards who Issue stocks and bonds
as rapidly as future wealth can be dis
counted. The tariff barons are not
wealth creators, but wealth absorbers.
How long will the farmers continue
to play second fiddle In making the tar
iff laws of this wealth-producing na
tion?
Not very long, If we Judge by recent
election returns from some of the great
est agricultural states In the.union.
Dr. Matilda Evana of Columbia, S.
C., Is the first negro woman to practice
medicine In South Carolina. When IB
she eutered the school for negro chil
dren conducted by Miss Martha Scho
fleld at Aiken, S. C. From there she
went to Oberlin College and later to
the Woman's Medical College In Phila
delphia, where she graduated.
For several weeks after the British
steamer Sesostrls was stranded on the
coast of Guatemala a near-by town was
lighted with electricity from Its dyna
mos, wires being strung from the ves
sel over temporary poles.
Emperor William, long a student of
technical science, has Invented a hub
brake for locomotives, railroad cars and
automobiles which is said to be the
jpwt effective yet devised.