Los Angeles herald. [microfilm reel], February 06, 1910, Page 18, Image 68

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A POLITICAL CONFIDENCE GAME
SMITH D. FRY
One of the oldest and most Influen
tial United States senators is respon
sible for this odd little story of the
amenities of political life. It isn't ex
actly new and up to date, for part of
it was told prior to the last congres
sional election, and the sequel to it, of
course, could not be told until after
the election; but it happened once
upon a time and probably has hap
licned many times over again.
"We senators usually call the sen
ator from our own states our col
leagues; but I call my colleague my
'colic' His term is now about to ex
pire and he is anxious to be re-elected.
1 am very anxious to have him de
feated. I am playing a political con
fidence game. If I win my colic will
cease to be my colleague. If I lose
he will be all powerful, and he will
drive me out ot public life. I am well
aware of the fact that he is also play
ing a political confidence game, and
yet we are superficially friendly and
chummy as senators of the same po
litical party and representing the same
sovereign commonwealth of this great
republic.
"I am daily pretending to be In
tensely interested in his re-election.
Of course I know he does not trust
me. With this theory before me I am
working out my political confidence
game. I am trying to figure out his
re-election as my own case. I am
trying to plan for his re-election as
carefully as I should plan for my own.
Thus, I am giving him the best ad
vice that I can possibly give him on
the subject nearest to his heart. I am
honestly telling him exactly what 1
should do if my own re-election were
at stake.
"During our conversations he seems
to agree with me, and yet he is fidgety
and nervous. He seems to know that
1 am giving him good advice, and it
seems to be exactly in the line of his
own thoughts and purposes; but. sus
pecting, if not knowing, that I am
anxious to have him defeated, he be
lieves that there is something sinister
in my advice. Then, after reflecting
upon each subject of our conversations,
he blindly goes in an opposite direc
tion and does the wrong thing every
lime.
"After it Is all over and he is de
feated, as he will be, he will come to
me and tell me that I was his best
friend, and will acknowledge that if
he had followed my advice he would
have been re-elected. He will blame
himself for having been suspicious of
my friendship, and will be one of my
best and most Influential friends when
the time comes for my re-election."
The senator "won out," as they say
in the political world. His colleague
went wrong on every political move.
Of course he was defeated, and when
his successor had been elected he
came to the senior senator who had so
shrewdly misled him during an entire
year and said:
"If I had only followed your advice
I should have been re-elected; but I
could not bring myself to believe that
you were really my friend. Now I
know that I was mistaken. You were
wiser than I, and you gave me proper
advice. Now, if I can help you in your
coming campaign, I shall gladly do
whatever I can to show my apprecia
tion of your sane and sturdy friend
ship."
WATER IN KENTUCKY
Congressman Ollie James was driving
through a hilly section of Kentucky on
a pleasure Jaunt, and. happening to
notice a well beside a farmhouse, he
pulled up and asked the farmer if he
could give him a drink.
"No, sah; as much as I would like to
'commodate you, sah, I can't do a
thing for you. Put if you'll pull in at
Jones's, 'bout foh miles ahead, you can
get somethin',", said the farmer.
"Put I thought I noticed a fine well
here on your place?" said the big con
gressman.
"Why, I didn't know you wanted
water. I thought you wanted a drink."
said the farmer, who thereupon invited
Marse James in to help himself from
the iron-bound bucket.
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HIS GAME
The woman of the future, says Suc
cess, was about to start downtown,
when her husband placed his arms
around his neck and kissed her.
"Darling, light of my life," he whis
pered softly, "I love you more than
words can tell."
"Oh, you do, eh?" she responded,
suspiciously. "Well, what is it now.
Henry—a new silk hat or a pair of
trousers?"
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FIRST ROCK TUNNEL ON RECORD
The first rock tunnel of which there
is any authentic record was achieved
over twenty-six hundred years ago on
the outskirts of Jerusalem, when the
way was opened for the admission of
water of the spring of Gihon to the
pool of Si loam.
Gihon, now known as Mary's spring,
is in the valley of Kedron, and was
the only natural spring in the vicinity
of the city of David, it was separated
from the city by the Ophel ridge, a
mass of rock, so that when the en
emies appeared before tile wall they
could cut off this supply and compel
the people to depend upon stored water.
King Hezeklah, about 700 B. C, de
voted himself to remedying this by
constructing a tunnel, which is re
ferred to in 11. Kings, xx:2o, to bring
the waters within the walls.
At that time not only was tunneling
through rock an untried work, and one
that must be done without such aids
In the way of drills and blasting pow
der as even the most amateur workman
would use nowadays, but there was no
mariner's compass or other means for
following a given direction under
ground. The distance from the spring
to the pool of Siloam Is about nine
hundred feet in a straight line, and
the hill overhead is about one hundred
and fifty feet higher than the spring.
To penetrate this Hezekiah's work
men had tools of bronze, of a descrip
tion now unknown. They began dig
ging from both ends at the same time,
and tried to keep their bearings in a
straight line by sighting from outside.
They did not maintain a uniform bore;
but kept the slope of the bottom with
great accuracy. The shaft is from two
to three feet wide, and from ten feet
high at one end diminishes to a foot
and a half in the middle.
Sighting from the outside did not
prove a very satisfactory method.
Many places are to be seen in the tun
nel today where headings were aban
doned and a start made in a new direc
tion. Even then the tunnel rambles
about, and was more than 1700 feet
long before the two ends came together.
The opposing diggers were able to find
each other at last by listening for the
sounds of the others' picks and work
ing toward the place whence they
seemed to come. This was learned from
an Inscription on the wall of the tun
nel which was discovered in 1880. by
some boys at play.
For a city situated as Jerusalem was,
no gift could have been more welcome
than that of an assured water supply.
One can imagine, therefore, that the
ceremonies attendant upon the comple
tion of the work were on as magnificnt
a scale as could then be devised, and
BEAUTIFUL ANNUAL STO CKS IN THE FOREGROUND
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L. R. WALTON
Past President Poultry Breeders Assn.
Southern California
represented as much to the people of
Hezekiah as the opening of the Pan
ama canal will to those of America.
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HE WAS OLDER
There is a society in New York that
each year takes a dozen or so East Side
children and gives them the time of
their lives for a month at an old farm
house over in Jersey. The very first
thing that takes place upon the arrival
of the consignment, says Rrooklyn
Life, Is a thorough scrubbing.
"Good gracious, Jakey, your bath
water is as black as ink," the attend
ant remarked to a lad at the end of
this distressing ceremony. "It Is dir
tier by far than any of the others."
"Well, ain't I two years older 'an
any of them kids!" Jakey demanded.
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CULL OUT THE OLD HENS
It doesn't take a very shrewd man
to figure out that it will not pay to
keep the old hens or other fowls which
are not needed. Prices for poultry of
all kinds are high now, and the logical
thing to do is to fatten the surplus
stock and sell it.
How are you to know the profitable
ones from those which are unprofit
able? Well, here Is where the trap nest
would have served you well, for you
could soon ascertain which hens should
be kept. It is safe to say, however,
that as a general thing no hens which
are over two years old should be re
tained. The young hens and pullets
are the ones which will furnish your
eggs, and the others should be sold.
Rut don't rush these fowls off to
market until they are fat. Put the
birds in condition, and you will not
only have increased weight, but will
get a higher price per pound. Put the
fowls up and fatten them; give them
all they will eat, and when they are
not permitted to run around they will
take on flesh rapidly.
Feed is high, you say? Of course it
Is—but don't overlook the fact that if
you sell your birds now you will save
all the feed that would have been given
them. The fact that feed is high is
the very best reason why you should
cull out the surplus stock at once.
MISS BARRYMORE'S ADMIRER
Miss Ethel Rarrymore's marriage has
not affected her popularity. The proof
of this lies in a pretty story.
Every night during an engagement
in Roston a tiny bunch of violets was
sent to her. She always left the vio
lets in her dressing room, but one night
she pinned the purple violets to her
belt, and the following day, when the
usual fresh bouquet came to her, this
scrawl came with it:
"Dere Friend Miss Parry more: I
seen you wear my vilets, so I kno you
got them. Tonight look at me, I will
be in top galary first roe in my shirt
sleeves and my legs hanging over the
front of the galary."
Miss Rarrymore looked. Her ad
mirer, a bootblack of 8 or 9 years, was
in the place and attitude he had prom
ised, and she rewarded him with a
smile and a nod of recognition.