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The Daughter of David Kerr
By HARRY KING TOOTLE Illustrations by Ray Walters SYNOPSIS. Gloria Kerr, a motherles girt, who has spent most of her life in school, arrives at her father’s home in Belmont. David Kerr is the political boss of the town, and Is anxious tc prevent his daughter learning of his real character. Kendall, repesenting the Chicago packers, is ne gotiating with Judge Gilbert. Kerr’s chief adviser, for a valuable franchise. They fear the opposition of Joe Wright, editor of the reform paper. Kerr asks the as sistance of Judge Gilbert In introducing Gloria to Belmont society, and promises to help him. pit through the packers’ franchise and let him have all the graft. Gloria meets Joe Wright at the Gilberts. It appears they are on intimate terms, having met previously In a touring party in Europe. The Gilberts Invite Gloria to stay with them pending the refurnishing of the Kerr home. Wright begins his fight against the proposed franchise in the col umns of his paper, the Belmont News. Kerr, through his henchmen, exerts ev ery influence to hamper Wright in the publication of his paper. Gloria realizes she is not being received by the best so ciety and is unhappy. She takes up set tlement work. Kerr and his lieutenants decide to buy Kerr’s paper and ask the editor to meet them at Gilbert's office. Calling at Gilbert’s office to solicit a do nation Gloria meets 'Wright. He proposes and Is accepted while waiting to be called into the conference. Wright refuses to sell ,iis paper and declares he will fight to a finish. The Belmont News appears with a bitter attack on Kerr. Gloria calls Wright a coward and refuses to listen to any explanation from him. Broken-heart ed, Gloria decides to plunge more deeply into settlement work. She calls on a sick girl of the underworld, named Ella. CHAPTER XVlll.—Continued. Little Ella had come to realize soon after they had met that she was deal ing with a fledgling. Hence she bore with her and answered her question patiently. "Gosh! Little time he spends col lecting money down here.” Her tone Indicated clearly that he spent no time at all. "What’s the cops fer? WTiat’s Mike Noonan fer? He’s got other things to do himself. I oncet knowed a young lawyer, an’ he tol’ me the boss got his from the big gamblin’ houses, an’ the street car comp’ny, an’ the ’lectric light comp’ny, an’ big things like that.” "Then you’re just a drop in the bucket.” The magnitude of the “sys tem” was just beginning to dawn on Gloria. She now saw that Its ramifi cations were many, that there must be much that even this woman, for all her knowledge, could know little of. While she could not learn all from Lit tle Ella, she could learn enough to make her father Investigate. “There’s enough of us drops in Bel mont to fill a pretty big bucket,” the girl admitted. “Gimme a drink o’ wa ter, will you? I never was so dry at a Dutch picnic.” Gloria poured a glass of water for her. Then, feeling that she had not been considerate in asking the girl to tax her little strength by the recital of a story that sadly wasted her vital en ergy, she begged her to rest. “You’re still a bit feverish. Lie down now and rest. Try to go to sleep, and I’ll sit here and read.” Soon her patient seemed to sleep, and Gloria picked up a book and tried to read. The revelations to which she had listened made all possibility of concentration upon the printed page out of the question. Suddenly it oc curred to her that she did not know the boss’ ’name. Just as this came in t o her mind, the girl turned restlessly and opened her eyes. Finding that she was awake, Gloria asked: "Tell me, what’s the name of the boss?” "Eh? What?” Little Ella was not thoroughly awake. "What’s the name of the boss? I want to tell father.” “His name? Oh, it’s Kerr. He’s ol’ Dave Kerr. Ever hear of him?” Having roused herself sufficiently to answer the question, Little Ella sank again into a doze. As for Gloria, it almost seemed that the words meant nothing to her at all. So slowly did ber mind accept this In- The Picture Wit That of Her Father. telligence that the fall of the book un noticed to the floor did not seem re lated In point of time. Yet In fact It told that her mind was intent upon one question: Who was the boss of Belmont? “Kerr! Kerr! Old Deve Kerr,” still rang in her ears. "The boss? Dave Kerr? I wonder what relation— ** The very ignominy of the thought re strained her. “No. no, no. It's all a mistake. It can't be — I couldn’t be lieve it. There can’t be any relation of my father’s —my fa — It's absuhl. It would be maddening, the suspicion of such a thing. Why. my father's the soul of honor.” Without warning, Joe Wright came into her mind; Joe Wright, her evil genius.” "What did the paper say? ‘The king of underhand manipulators. Da vid Kerr!' The king!” she muttered aloud, and clapped her hand over her mouth at the word. The thought of such a thing widened her eyes with TO INDUCE PROPER SLUMBER Careful Preparation for Repose, and a Quiet Mind, Are the Main Qualifications. A man should make his toilet as carefully for going to bed as for the business of the day. Certain physical things are con ducive to sleep, such as plenty of c eet, outdoor air, the absence of noises, of lights and of bad odors, and above all a feeling of tiredness. terror and set her heart to beating high with sudden fear. "But not this, O God! Not this.” She repeated the pathetic words of Little Ella. “ ‘There’s enough of us drops in Bel mont to fill a pretty big bucket'—oh, it can’t be my father! It can’t be my father!—He has a daughter—lt’s all a horrid mistake. There must be an other David Kerr, I’m sure.” Gloria sprang from her chi.ir and seized the sleeping woman roughly by he arm. "Listen to me. Tell me something more of David Kerr.” She shook Little Ella into a con scious state and repeated the question. "Which David Kerr is it?” “There’s only one I know of,” an swered Ella. "He’s got a real estate office on Fifth street." "What!” The net of circumstances was be ing drawn tighter and tighter about one man, and that man her father “Are you sure he’s the man, girl?” Gloria asked the question In as sub dued a manner as possible. Suddenly she had become afraid. She did not wish to arouse suspicion. "Sure, he's the man.” It'tried one’s patience to be roused from sleep, and then to meet with contradiction was enough to make one petulant. To set tle the question so that she could go back to sleep, little Ella added: "Look on my bureau and you’ll see a program of the Dave Kerr Demmy cratic club ball." Gloria walked over to the bureau with its jumble of odds and ends, and began to turn over the things me chanically. “No. qot that. Look behind that photygraft. That’s it.' That’s his pic ture on the front.” Gloria gave one look. The picture was that of her father. For a time Little Ella chattered drowsily, but Gloria did not hear. She was prostrated by a grief that numbed her every faculty. The foundation of her faith had been swept away. What she beheld seemed to burn it self into her brain. On the cover of the program were the words: ‘Annual Ball. David kerr Democratic Club,” and the picture of her father. It was the truth; her fairer was the boss of Belmont. So different was her posi tion from that pinnacle on which she had thought herself to be that the whole world would have to go through a revolutionary orientation. There was nothing in her life which would not have to be adjusted anew because of this revelation. As she turned the pages of the pro gram, pages filled with liquor and sa loon advertisements, her thoughts were all of herself. Resentment and anger there were, directed toward her father, but now in the first moments when she saw herself as Belmont saw her humiliation conquered all other emotions. Her first thought of Joe Wright was that he had kept the truth from her. She could not grow more sick at heart, comparatively feeling was out of the question because ■vas completely crushed, but she saw aa in a book that had been written and laid away as finished, the sacrifice he had made for hor, the supreme re nunciation he had made because he would not denounce her father before ber. The thought of how different her home-coming had been from what she had planned made her laugh hysteric ally. Then when she recalled the few staunch friends she had made she clutched wildly at the hope that after all it was untrue. “It’s a lie, every word of it, .1 lie his enemies invent. What big nan but has about him envious wasps that prick and sting? Judge Gilbert, Mr. Kendall, Doctor Hayes, they'll all say that he—Joe Wright! What of him? What will he say?” She put this man that had loved her in one balance and the other men in the other. He outweighed them all, and the momentary hope was gone. She could see it all now. As the baf fling attitude of Belmont revealed it- Belf to her bit by bit she buried her face in her arms and sobbed. “And I was so proud, oh, so proud!” moaned the daughter of David Kerr. “Joe! Joe! You did love me!—l sent him away, and I never understood. Now I can see it all. The social slights —the cold disdain I could not under stand —the whispers that died away before they reached my ears—all, all. all because I was David Kerr’s daugh ter, David Kerr, the boss of Belmont.” Her father’s nvne exercised a fasci nation over her, Again and again she repeated it, her lips curling with scorn. “David Kerr, the boss of Belmont!” she cried with a contempt that wrung her heart. “David Kerr, the king of underhand manipulators! David Kerr, the man these wretched women look to for protection—and pay him for it!” This new thought was a poisoned arrow that sank into her heart. As she dwelt upon it her eyes foil upon her handsome tailored coat and her beautiful hat she had laid aside. “And with the money these unhappy creatures pay, he—he—God in Heaven! Where did the money come from for these clothes I wear? What shall I do? All these years, and I never knew!” Where the money came from to ray for her handsome clothes wracked her as poignantly as would a great phys ical pain. Her thoughts were ncoher ent. skipping from one horrid phase of the situation to another. Though they were disconnected, they were not vague. Each was a ruthless view of her deplorable position. "Why did he let m<* come home? How can I bear to have anyone look at me on the street? 1 can hear them now saying. ‘That’s she, tho boss’ daughter. See her fine clothes. We know where the money came from to There are also certain mental and spiritual preparations. To be Intensely interested In any thing Is fatal to sleep; so also are the memory of a rankling failure, plan-making, problem-solving, appre renslon. shame and remorse. The soul must take off Its Inters estedness as the body must remove Its vestments. Passions of any kind, craving and all heats are against sleep One Is very fortunate who has s habit of prayer, for there Is nothing Copyright bj A. C. McCluxg & Go.. igLk bey them.’ And I, like a leper, must ever cry, ‘Unclean, unclean,’ and see those whom I would lo’'e See ever on before me." This made her think again of Joe Wright. Surely he had loved her be yond all reason to have wished to marry her, the daughter of such a man. “Joe, poor old Joe, how he has suf fered because of me.” She had chosen in her blindness not to 1 sten to him and now he was gone forever. She had obeyed the dictation of pride and stifled the prompting of love, and now her punishment seemed greater than she could bear. "He did love me. He knew, and still loved me. And I drove him away. Well, it was better so; but he did not love me—once. It’s better so—for him.” It was now a far more grievous pros pect than that of the long years which had confronted her when she had real ized the previous day how solitary was to be her way. Then she had had po sition, power, and pride; now these had been stripped from her, and noth ing had been g iven her in their stead. In a passionate flood of tears she sank to the floor and cried as if her heart would break. Through it all Little Ella slept, not knowing that in her room was being enacted a tragedy of the heart more profound than any she with all her shallowness could live in a century of heartaches. < CHAPTER XIX. Grief made Gloria Insensible to the flight of lime, ant how long she had been prostrate on the floor before sounds on the stairs aroused her she did not know. Thinking that it must be Mrs. Hayes returning with a phy sician, she rose hastily and tried to remove al! traces of her tears. She wished above al! to avoid explanations, and if none was asked she did not wish to have her grit? jnisconßtrued. But it was not Mrs. Hayes, for Gloria could hear the heavy tread ascending to the floor above. Little Ella was restless and rolled and tossed in her sleep. The daughter of David Kerr looked with pity upon her. Her discipline was coo new, her spirit was still too untamed for her to understand fully the kinship of the human race. Although she recognized that she was herself without the caste she thought was hers, she had not come to know that on the last great day there would be only the judgment of the just and the unjust, not of th3 high and the low, of the rich and the poor, of the wise and the ignorant, of the master and the servant. “Poor girl,” murmured Gloria, “you shall see that I do understand.” There was also much which she could learn from this bit of flotsam cast up by an unkind sea upon a cheer less shore. Seeing that Little Ella was not sleeping soundly, her desire to know more got the better of her duty as a nurse. She shook her gently, and soon was rewarded by seeing her eyes open. “What you want?” asiked the pa tient. “Time to take your medicine," Glo ria answered unblushingly. This was only a subterfuge, and it hurt hef to receive the profuse thanks which It evoked. "How are we going to begin to make things right down here?” Gloria asked when Little Ella had sunk back upon her pillow. "Begin?” The girl did not under stand. “Yes, you and I. Things can’t go on as they are.” "W r hy, begin with the boss, of course.” Gloria could not have been stabbed by a more cruel reply. “Ah, yes," she sighed, "but bow?" "That’s up to you and yer pa." Little Ella recognized that the boss was out of her sphere of Influence. “Yes, yes, I know. Tell me—does — David Kerr,” she spoke the name with an effort, “ever—come down here?” “Him? Naw. We never see nothin' o’ him.” His daughter gave a sigh of relief. "We don’t know nothin’ ’bout Bssnaea n aaßnaea n Bama □ easpaw PUT BEST FOOT FORWARD No Better Advice Can Be Given Than to Present a Brave Front to the World. If every pair for whom wedding bells are to ring this June would take to heart the thought that their private affairs are their own, not to be told to outsiders and not paraded to the world, they would insure and safeguard their self-respect and the permanence of their home. The temptation may arise when first there is a little friction to seek sympathy from mother, sistei, or inti mate friend. That temptation should be trampled under foot. Confidential friends are not inva riably to be trusted. With or with out the best intentions the third party intruding in the affairs of a married couple is in peril of making mischief. Make it a rule to confide wholly without secrets or reserves In one an other from the hour th. . you become husband and wife, and you will have little to fear, though the four winds should blow around ycur house. It will stand against any tempest and prove Itself strong and hallowed, your sanctuary and your castle, If you con fide in and defend your union. Never let a quarrel last over night. Present can still the soul like purging the conscience before God; and cares, pricking annoyances. dreafis and all mental tensions can be remedied in no way more satisfactorily than by letting the consciousness of God wasn the souL A sense of friendliness and peace to w-tre the Infinite Is the surest medi cine for sleep. Crisp Remarks From the Bench. "The law says a man ran assign his business to hii wife an 3 live in ldle PILOT, WAUSAU. WIS. him much. We don’t see him, bat we feel him. He lives alone, out in the country.” “Then can he really know?” "He’s a man, ain’t he?” demanded the womam of the streets fiercely. “He knows, but what does he care? I wisht he had a daughter.” "What’s that?" Gloria asked. The manner In which Little Ella had spoken made her catch her breath with a feeling that was akin to dread. ”1 wisht he had a daughter, an’ that she’d have to suffer what we down here suffer." Gloria held up her hand, bidding her cease from even thinking such a thing. "No, no, no, not that,” “Why not?” the other went on dog gedly. "Could she be any better’n I was oncet? I tell you, I’d like to have a daughter of his here, and watch her struggle to keep the breath In her body." “Have you no mercy?” begged Glo ria. “What mercy hev I had shown me by Noonan —’cept fer his own profit? What mercy from David Kerr? Wouldn’t he laugh to see a daughter o’ his in this hell hole?" Gloria convul sively covered her eyes with her hands as if to shut out even the thought of such a sight. Little Ella went on harshly, “What a joke it would be! But I’d laugh. I’d watch her, the little darling, to see that she paid the price as I’ve done.” Gloria could stand it no longer. “Stop, you senseless girl. You make a mockery of pity and compassion. It’s absurd to vent your rage upon some thing that doesn’t exist. David Kerr has nb daughter.” Little Ella accepted this answer without question, unmindful that a short while before her visitor had de nied all knowledge of the man. “I wisht he had,” she said regret fully. A door slammed suddenly overhead. "Aren’t you afraid here alone?” Glo ria asked. “Naw. I ain’t scared in the daytime, an’ at night I’m out most o’ the time.” The sound of a scuffle on the floor above brought both women to atten tion. There came a sudden, smothered cry for help which made Gloria’s blood run cold. Then there was a heavy thud as If someone had been felled by a blow. "What’s it all about?” she cried, springing \.o Inr feet in terror. "Nothin’. Stay where you are. We’re safe as long as we don’ open that door.” The sounds of the affray grew louder. Again came the cry for help. "What’s going on? I must know. Some one’B in trouble. Didn’t you hear someone call?” "They’re maybe Just foolin’.” Ella was listening intently. “Don’t you butt in.” "But I can’t stand here doing noth ing. I must see what’s the matter.” One could never accuse Gloria of lack of courage. She had never seen the horse she was afraid of, and a sail boat in a heavy sea made her laugh the more the louder the wind whistled through the riggiDg. Her feeling of personal power, inherited from her fa ther,.had been strongly developed. She nad by this time overcome her first fear, and now she intended tc know what the trouble was all about Some one was In distress and to do what she could v;as her one thought as she started toward the door. “Better not open that door,” Little Ella pleaded. Even as she spoke, they heard a door shun at the head of the stairs above. Someone lurched heavily to the stairway, and then to their hor ror—they knew it by the sound Just as well as if the scene had been en acted before their eyes—the man tripped and plunged down the narrow stairs (TO BE CONTINUED.) Appropriate Plan. “I’d like to join an economical ali mony club.” "For what purpose?” “To husband my means.” a brave front to the world. There is common sense in the homely advice to put the best foot forward. Iron Clothes With Their Feet. A writer in the Wide World Maga zine says that the most curious sight he saw at Cairo was men Ironing clothes with their feet! The men were employed in the native tailoring establishments. Except for a long handle, the irons were shaped like the ordinary fiat-iron, only larger. A solid block of wood rested on the top of the iron, and on this the men placed one foot, guiding the iron in the de sired direction by means of tho handle. For the sake of convenience, ironing bbards were raised only a few Inches from the ground, and however strange the method may seem to us, the work was done very well and very expeditiously. Wondering Where the “Space” Is. You know how crowded a second hand furniture store Is, always piled high with odd* and ends of household goods. Well, there is such a shop on the South side, in a one-story shack, which Ihe other day posted this sign in the window: “Space for rent.” “1 suppose,” remarked a man who was passing, "there must be a vacancy un der one of the tables."—Kansas City Star. ness,” observed Judge C’luer to a debtor at Whitechapel (London) coun ty court, who repudiated a business d< bt, saying his wife owned the busi ness. “If I had my way,” said his honor, “I would have a bill printed In big type and placed ontside the shop stat ing, ‘I tun dishonest; I won’t pay. I am alec an idle dog, and do nothing, and Intend to live on my wife.' “In Borne it was the custom for a debtor ’to be handed over as a slave to his creditor and made to work.” IS STILL UNSOLVED PARTY IN POWER IS IN TROUBLE OVER HIGH COST OF LIVING. STATISTICS CAUSE A FUSS Price Reports of Bureau of Labor In Controversy—Republicans Attack the Tariff Policy of the Democrats. By GEORGE CLINTON Washington—The party in power is having some little trouble through the still unsolved problem of the high cost of living. Not lon r , ago a member of the Industrial commission reported, without supplementary explanations, that there were 150,000 unemployed persons in New York city. This the Republicans seized instantly as a basis for criticism of the IX'mocrats’ tariff policy, saying the reductions in the rates were responsible for the unemployed. The industrial commission is a gov ernment body and the majority of its members are Democrats. Naturally there was some Democratic resent ment that a party commission should say things to hurt the party without giving any explanation as no the rea sons for the things said. A quick ex planation was coming from the com mission that the number of unem ployed was no greater this winter than in other winters. Now in the high cost of living mat ter the Democrats s.gain are having some little trouble and a Democratic official in a way is charged with re sponsibility therefor. The bureau of labor statistics gets out retail price reports and in one of its recent ones it was shown that the cost of living is as high as ever. Instantly a New York man, said to be an expert in Bt’ch matters, challenged the statistics bureau and said that its figures were too high. Hits Back at Critics. Now the commissioner of labor sta tistics, Royal Meeker, appointed to the office by Woodrow Wilson, has come back at his critics and in a longer answer he gives the manner in which the bureau arrived at its retail price conclusions and virtually challenges anybody successfully to dispute the recently published statistics. One thing which will probably be of specific interest to the country is Mr. Meeker’s explanation of way that the bureau gathers and compiles retail price statistics. He says in his answer to his critics: “Retail prices are secured from 670 stores scattered throughout 40 rep resentative cities of the United States. These stores are carefully selected by the agents of the bureau No “cut rate" or “fancy” stores are taken. Stores that trade largely with work ingmen’s families are chosen. These stores send In to the bureau the actual sales prices on the fifteenth of each month of the fifteen food commodities car r ied by the bureau. Agents visit the reporting stores annually to make sure that the reports sent in are cor rect. The 15 food commodities have been carefully selected after years of experimenting. “A larger number of commodities was originally included in the bureau’s plans and would be desirable, but it is impossible to get reliable prices of fish, coffee, fresh apples, fresh vege tables, canned goods, etc., because the quality of the same description of an article varies capriciously. Mocha- Java blend coffee, for example, does not mean the same thing from store to store, or from time to time. A Difficult Problem. “Clearly increases and decreases in prices cannot be traced from prices of articles that are one thing at one time and something different at an other time or several different things at one and the same time. The bureau has long been wrestling with the prob lem of getting quotations of more foodstuffs and of including In its re tail price index boots and shoes, men’s and women’s clothing, and houses rent als. This is very de3iraule, hilt as yet it has not been practicable for rea sons explained above. “It would also be very desirable to extend retail price statistics to include a large number of cities and lr.rger number of stores In those cities cov ered. This cannot be done at present because of lack of funds.” Democrat, Progressive and Republi can leaders still claim or admit, which ever way you want to put it, that the party which can present the best plan to bring down the high cost of living will be the one eventually not cnly to secure control of the government, but to keep it for a long time It readily can be seen from the importance which is placed upon thin matter by the tarty men why it was that the Democrats were perturbed when a Democratic official without any ex planation of the reasons therefor said that 150,000 persons were out of work in New York city and when another pemccratic official waa charged with having put forth statistic!! tending to show that prices of food and neces saries are higher than they really are. The Democrats consider that the two criticitims have been successfully met and charge that they were prompted solely by the desire of political op ponents to put the dominant party at a disadvantage. States Rights Doctrine. The Democratic party always has been a. party of states rights and to day, perhaps curiously enough, it is having trouble to stand consistently by Its ancient opinio as and yet to pass the antitrust bills fli the form which It desires them to take. The bill GOT NAME THROUGH BLUNDER Tophet in West Virginia Probably Most Amusing lustanec of Error of Officials. The history of the origin of post office names affords many amusing facts. Not a few of the names grow out of blunders in writing and spell ing The postoffice department, pre sumably hasn't the time to conduct a special investigation in every neigh borhood, so it often jumps to conclu sions or draws upon Its imagination. In the Princeton Press of West Virgi nia we find a curious instance of a name conferred upon a postoffice be cause i.f an error in one letter of a pe tition. There is a district in that state know-4 as Hill Top. When the jeople of Hill Top decided Ix> ask for a post office a petition was drawn up and for warded to Washington city. The wri ter was not careful to dot the "1" in Hill. Instead, he made a sort of loop that was Interpreted its an “e.” Call a postoffice “Fell Top?” That would never 10. It'shocked the agents of Uncle But they thought they which when <t becomes a law is ex pected to unlock the interlocking di rectorates of modern Industry fur nishes a case in which Democracy is having trouble to avoid the charge that it is for states rights in some Instance and not in others. When Woodrow Wilson was gover nor of New Jersey the anti-trust bills known as the “seven sisters” were made into state laws. As has been told in these dispatches the “seven sisters” bills form in part the basis of what are known as the “five brother” bills intended to regulate the trusts and which are now before congress for action. It Is in the application of the principles of the seven bills, drawn to meet the condition largely existing within one state, to the five bills in tended to meet a national condition that the Democrats are having their worries. Here is the way that a Republican has put this matter of the Democratic difficulty: “The party has used the ancient and by it revered doctrine of states rights in the past to check what it has called Republican rapacities, but now it is trying to find a way to dispose of the bogy and yet keep it intact for the uses of the future.” Where the Rub Comes. In the matter of the measure drawn to do away with Interlocking director ates, the Democrats are confronted by a question as to whether state banks can be brought within the provisions of the statutes which it is proposed to pass. The party of course wants the state bank directorates separated as It desires those of national banks shall be, and the question Is can the sepa ration be accomplished without violat ing the doctrine of states rights, The house committee which is con sidering the case has had Louis D. Brandeis before It as a witness and probably as an adviser. Mr Brandeis is now engaged as special counsel by the interstate commerce commission in the railroad advanced rate case. He told the Democrats of the commit tee that there are three ways by which they can pass the s r .ates rights ob stacle by the flank and yet leave it there Intact for further use. Accord ing to Mr. Brandeis congress years ago established a precedent which can be used this day to justify the forbidding of interlocking directorates of state banks. This precedent was set by the national lawmakers when they taxed the currency of state banks out of existence. Asa second method ui reaching the states rights matter through the federal power, Mr. Brandeis says that all banking business of necessity par takes of an interstate character, or, in other words, that it enters into in terstate commerce and that this fact ought to bring it well within the realm of the power of congress to act. As a third method he says that the mat ter can be reached through the right of congress to declare what matter shall be carried iu the United States malls. Presumably this means that the postal privileges can be withheld from any state bank which declines to comply with the law forbidding the interlocking of directorates. Make Much of Trivial Subjects. Members of congress, especially when they make speeches in the capi tal on what may seem to be trivial subjects, make every effort to show that they are determined this country shall continue to be a democracy, “a place of continued rale bj' the plain people with no frills on the ruled or the rulers.” It is a curious fact that senators and representatives frequently show more alarm lest the democracy of the peo ple be undermined by some little thing suggestive of luxury or of de cadence of taste than they do over what appears to be the rapid growth of class conditions in this country and the rapid concentration of wealth In the hands of the few\ The big things which threaten democracy are over looked, but the little things are taken up on a high plane and pointed to as danger signals of a coming crash in the affairs of the republic. They have just been having a tre mendous debate In the senate over the use of automobiles by government officials. Congress, of course, sup plies the “working tools” of the men in executive official life here in the District of Columbia. It always has been the custom to vote money to pay for horses and vehicles for the commissioners of the District of Co lumbia who are compelled to ride here and there on overseeing duty. Other officials have been voted horses and carriages, or rather, as Is usually the case, buggies, without a question. In these days of automobiles and the quicker transportation facilities which they offer, naturally enough congress was asked to change horses and bug gies to automobiles and then came the protest and the great debate Like Nero of Rone. One would think from what was said by more or less eminent senators of the United States from the floor of the senate that an official v?ho rides in an automobile is tainted with ail the vicious luxuriousness of Nero, empw or of the Romans. On hearing Lie philippics one would think that; every official who uses an automobile has under his seat a fiddle and a bow which he is anxiously waiting oppor tunities to use for the making of music while Washington barns. These things make one laugh, and yet they are taken tremendously seriously by the congress of the L'nited States, and what makes them absolute y absurd Is that all this talk It. for home con sumption only, for the nature and atm of every senator and representative Is to let the people of Ills district think that he is a piain man who infinitely prefers to ride In a street car to trust ing himself to one of those devils of modernism, an automobile. would comply as closely as possible with "local sentiment, so they named the postoffice “Tophet.” Tophet was a hill on which the refuse of Jerusalem was dumped and burned. Tie fire3 were almost continuous, and hence To phet came to signify bell, or a place of endless perdition. Many postoVce names are duplicated, but West Virgi nia boasts of having the cnly Tophet in the land. What a difference one let ter of a word makes in history! It is said that Nome, Alaska, got Its name from the fact that the “a” of the werd Name was misinterpreted for an “o.” At that. It is a very impreusive name. —Tacoma Ledger. Ex-Confederate Pension*. All of the southern states pension their ex-soldiers. The amount given is small as compared with that given by the United States government to the Union soldiers, but it is all that can be afforded. If you will write to the governor of Louisiana or nis secre tary you will doubtless bo furnished with the specific Information you de sire. Direct your letter of Inquiry te Baton Rouge, the capital. Flying Hat Chased by Maiden and Many Men NEW YORK. —There was a short but exciting chase in Times Square late the other afternoon when the homegoing matinee crowd filled the street The victim of the prank of the wind was a tall, slender young woman who wore a slit skirt and carried a hugo muff, f f r Her hat was one of the latest effects .. ff ff In straw. It resembled an Inverted t, soup plate, and w’as trimmed with a black lace ruffle and a single feather. She was croSßin K street going toward the subway entrance when a _< — S' particularly spiteful gust of wind caught the hat, lifted it from her head, w — 4 & and sent it straight up into the air A • young man started to the rescue. He ** ’* followed the erratic course of the hat with his fare turned skyward. So did the owner of the hat. They met in a space between two snow piles in tha street, and the young woman was almost knocked down. Four more men and an elderly woman took up the rescue work while the youth was apologizing to the maiden. All this time the hat refused to come down. It would go soaring 50 feet up and then drop down, only to be caught again and sent upward. The owner of the hat grew very excited, and started on the chase after the collision, waving her great muff above her head. More men, all young ones, became Interested in the pursuit of the runaway hat. Its course lay in a northerly direction, and the pursuers plodded gallantly through the snow r in the street. Half a hundred persons gathered along the curb, and several newsboys Joined the chase. The hat, after performing spirals and other things In the air, finally came to the ground in a snowbank. Half the pursuers tried to capture it at the same time, but it was a newsboy who got possession of it His reward was a smile. Sacrifices Beloved Guitar and Saves His Life ST. LOUIS, MO. —“Music hath charms to soothe the savage breast,” perhaps, but it didn’t help much to slacken the speed of a freight train which bora down upon Herman Oexner of Belleville as he walked across a long trestle on the Louisville & Nashville railroad early the other day. LZiA Oexner had been attending a dance /v (Hut and was on his way home between midnight and dawn. His only com- ~^ panion was a much-beloved guitar. (. To lessen the loneliness of the walk ' he played, and as he played he sang, y v-< |Tu)£ 4 losing consciousness of all about him, and no doubt having dreams the while of some fair Juliet upon a balcony Mr listening to his stra.’ns. v / So engrossed was he In his music that he was well onto the trestle before he heard a noise in the rear, and, gazing back, saw the train. His muse was either not shifty enough or too fickle tc offer advice In so urgent a case. She had temporarily departed, and for the moment the instinct of self-preservation was uppermost. The beloved instrument was sacrificed, Oexner permitting it to drop over the edge of the trestle as he scrambled to safety on the end of a tie just as the train breezed past. The danger over, he set about to discover the remains of his tried friend, He found it, 50 feet beneath, shattered against a rail of the Southern rail road tracks. It had picked a hard spot on which to settle, and had poured out its last music in one dismal crash. As Hard to Negotiate as a “Slide for Life” INDIANAPOLIS, IND. —The crossing at Pennsylvania and Washington streets was a slide for life as interesting to negotiate as the greased pole at a county fair. But this brother was of different ilk. He wore a pair of spats ofi big tan shoes, surmounted by a foot of ? ra > - str 'P e(l trouser legs before the , <■© tailored edge of his fur cellared over 11 I'v K coat Bliut off view °* the stripes. If U V ' ' / ” A roll brimmed, quarter bow derby V \ kept in the aroma of bay rum that jW CL J fection, and curves as proper as the f) curved handle of his h.ckory-rough J walking stick. His con panion was - (ft Y/ human. C __ igiTT —- 4,1 Entirely unnecessary, entirely so. If persons watched their footing anJ stopped walking about like chickens they would not fall in the street in this foolish way. To be sure it is extremely slippery, but falling is only a demon stration that they have not proper control of their equilibrium. Nothing tut a matter of care, 1 say, nothing mo ” Slisch-ch, plopp —splatter, and the immaculate was dbwn in the center ot the North Pennsylvania street car track and about two Inches of melting snow. Pride had gone before the fall and the slippery car rail had lacked the polite ness of the friend in not opposing his opinion. But the friend was human. “As you were saying,” he remarked, as he helped his friend to his feet, trying to overlook the fall —but the immaculate one only glared. Dogs Are Always Dogs Even When One Is Bogus /CHICAGO. —Through the window of Karl Kahmann’s shop at 2457 Lincoln v, avenue, a handsome, big-muscled bulldog gazea out the other night on passing traffic, calm and supercilious. He held his head at a haughty angle and the most exciting happenings on sidewalk and pavement did not stir a. vA a/ . , him to the visible extent of a fraction *-*./<’ *■ f\| v - A A-/ of a wag of his fraction of a tail. \ * ) Presently came another bulldog of -j 'jxQ T more active Dature, wi.ling to be /V-JcV \ friend and play or to be an enemy and ( f 7 - ( )/ I fight. This second bulldog stopped in U r y . JV front of the window and wagged his jyy tail tentatively. There was no an- \^J'l swering wag. He growled. There ' ''' came no answering growl. Not even by a glance or a showing of teeth did the insolent, self-centered window dog recognize the existence of his canine brother in the street. It was a dead cut. Plate glass three-eighths of an inch thick stood between them, but the street oog forgot that in ills wrath. He leaped at the throat of the offender. The glass crashed. Cut now, physically as well as socially, the street dog closed in. The window dog tum bled over on his side with a hollow thud. The street dog, tearing at his throat, choked on a mouthful of sawdust He had not been supercilious after all only stuffed. The belligerent street dog, after a casual survey of the damage which hs had wrought, and smarting with pain from the cuts made by the shattered plate glass window, tucked his tall between his legs and made a dash for the street and safety. The proprietor of the establishment, on hearing the great noise made by the fierce attack, rushed to the front of the store just in time to see the surprised and frightened street dog rapidly disappear around a neighboring street corner. He therefore made no attempt at pursuit. Kahmann, who is a taxidermist, is in need not only of anew show window but of anew window dog. He says he will make one out of the street dog if he catches him. Man of Resource. A big, raw-boned youth in the Caro lina mountains went to see a young woman of his acquaintance. In his bashfulness, he sat in silence; but, as if it were his only means of ex pression, he twirled his thumbs one about the other la never-ending cir cles. At length the girl inquired: “Do you always do that when you go ing?” “No,” drawled the youth; “tome times I” (twirling his thumbs in the reverse direction) “do it this way.” — Youth's Companion. # He’ll Need a Stack. “In time of peace prepare for war " “That Is the very thing my son is busy mt right now.” “How so?” “He Is saving up money to get mar ried on.” The Lim't “These political Job hunters hate to work.” “Do they?” “Yes. I just read of a fellow turn ing down the secretar-ship of labor because the name sounded ominous. Fierce Fight With Panther. In a hand to claw fight with a pan ther, Albert Jeans, a rancher of the Anderson valley section, California, received some severe bruises. The animal sprang upon him while he was bending over the body of its mate that he had just shot, and it was only after a desperate struggle that he managed to break the hold of the beast and shoot it, Jeans caught the first panther in a trap and shot the animal. It measured nine feet five inches from tip to tip. The second, with which Jeans had the fight, was only a trifle rfiore than six feet long. Puzzle. “Pop. If anybody rides horse chest nuts —” “Of course, nobody does. 'Why do you ask such ridiculous things?” “I was only going to ask if they 4id, could they use larkspurs?" Of What Use Is a Lawyer, Anyway? “So we lost our case, Mr. Attorney?” "Certainly, because Justice wm oa the ether side.” “Well, had Justice been on my aids, I wouldn't have hired a lawyerl"** Borsszem Janko, Budapesth.