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Ship a Mass of Twisted Steel. No one who has not seen the wreck and been on it and through it can un derstand its almost impossibly tangled condition. The stern of the ship, is comparatively intact. But not more than a third of what was the original vessel is recognizable as such. Amid ship the tangle begins. Funnels, con ning towers, decks, cabins, engines, machinery, are all a tangled pathetic mass that even the most expert of naval engineers and constructors have been unable to classify properly. The whole bow was blown off and turned around and pointed back towasd the stern. The old controversy of what caused the explosion is still on, but experts declare the uncovering of the Maine will never solve the mystery. The titanic force of the explosion -or explosions, for there were two of them without question-impresses the observer as having been appalling. Think of a force that would break a steel battleship in twain and dance the half of it about like a cork. The old controversy as to whether the Maine was blown up from with out or within will not be settled by the uncovering of the wreck-not if a million experts render their "in disputable" opinions. The consensus of opinion is now, as it ever was, that an outside mine explosion preceded and precipitated the interior explosion -that of the ship's magazine. All testimony goes to establish the fact that there were two distinct explo sirns. But the Spanish folk will nev er admit that there were two. Those who even incline to listen to the sug gestion that there might have been two contend that if two occurred that within the ship must have been the first. Some, but not many, Americans hold to the opinion that the wreck was caused solely by ar explosion of the vessel's magazine. Lends Color to Theory. But the fact that the destruction of the vessel celebrated on Calle Cuba, in Havana, before it occurred. and that that celebration was participated in by Spanish royalists, has a .decided tendency to lend color to the theory that the wreck was planned. Lurid stories of all sorts to "new discoveries" which are calculated to "clear up the mystery" are on con stant, daily tap in Havana. Within a week a circumstantial yarn to the ef fect that a wire (able leading from the bow of the Maine to Cabanas had been discovered went the rounds. All such stories are myths. But the im pressiveness, the wierdness, the creepiness, the oppressive unc.,nnines of the wreck itself is by no means mythical. It gets on one's nerves. Eighty-eight men perished when the Maine went down. About 25 skele tions - or parts of skeletons - have been recovered. As this is written three skulls gleam their ghastly welcome from the slime that covers the tangled wreckage. The bodies cannot be reached until the tons of twisted metal that lie upon them are cut away and removed. Here a thigh bone, there a rib, over yonder part of a hand-these are the grewsome finds that the workmen make every day. Although the explosion occurred in February-over 13 years ago, by' the way-the night was hot and many of the crew slept out on the port side of the berth deck. Most of the bodies recovered have been from this part of the ship. Down in the engine room-when that is reached-from 25 to 30 bodies probably will be found bodies of the poor devils who worked down below the water line and who hadn't a condemned man's chance to get away. In the Captain's cabin and in the other quarters that have been uncov ered and mud-relieved, articles of va" rious sorts in most remarkable pres. ervation have been found. The most striking thing in this line is a box of rubbdr bands in a perfect state of elasticity and preservation. Their im. mersion in the intensely salt waters of Havana harbor appears to have im. proved them, if anything. Hits of leather sword hilts, shoes, caps have come out practically uninjured. All metals, however, show the effect of the immersion. There is, roughly, 25 foot of mud to take out yet o tIore the Maine can be "raised." The piling that forms the exterior of each of the caissons com" posing the cofferdam is 50 feet long. Between 25 and 30 feet of water was pumped out. There is nothing but mud remaining. But it is glue-like mud and is 10 times harder to get rid of than the water was. hydraulic pumps have been installed, but the work put upon them is so unusual that they haven't been successful as yet. Oxygen-acetyline apparatus has been used to separate-"cut up"-the steel and iron of the ship where it was necessary to remove those tan. gled portions hampering the further work of excavation. This apparatus resembles, in a way, a plumber's blow lamp. Only the intense heat cuts through metal as a knife would through butter. A five-inch square piece of steel was seen severed so quickly that the operatior appeared to he almost magical. The method of cutting away the opposing metal parts will be continued until the wreck is entirely removed. Incrusted With Oysters. The whole part of the ship so far exposed is incrusted with oysters and barnacles-mostly oysters. Hundreds of thousands of the bivalves have at tached themselves to the hulk. The incrustations appearing in the pic ture are all oysters. When the water was being removed from the coffer. dam thousands of fish and eels splashed and struggled in the inclos. ure. There were many of the several hundred workmen employed by Major Ferguson who took home strings of fish every night when they quit work. Now, of course, there is nothing but slimy mud within the inclosure. The work of constructing the cof ferdam, and, in fact, practically all of the executive labor connected with the "raising," has been conducted by Major Hartley B. Ferguson, who is one of the main hoard. Colonel Wil. liam Black and Colonel Mason Patrick are the other two. The cofferdam has been repeatedly tested and in sev. eral places re-enforced, and, while it is the first one of the sort ever con structed, the complete success of it has marked a place in the history of engineering. But successful as the work has been remarkable, the cold fact probably is not more than half finished. PREVENT DISEASE IN SWINE Every Hog Showing Symptoms of Ill, ness Should Immediately Be Put In Separate Pen. (By R. G. WEATHERSTONE.) If you notice a sick hog in your lit. ter it should be at once separated from the others and it it does not re cover quickly or if it should die with in a day or two a thorough examina tion by a competent veterinary should be had. If this examination shows the traces of cholera or swine plague the hogs should be divided up into as many small bunches as possible. Every sick animal must be imme diately taken out and put in the same enclosure some distance away. It it not a good plan, however, to turn the well hogs out to run all over the farm as they may scatter the germs of the disease and in this way cause great loss. The hog houses should all be kept near each other so they may be easily sprayed and kept clean. If the sound hogs are taken away from the sick ones they should be put into temporary quarters and the area over which the hogs are to be kept should be as small as possible. Stop feeding corn, giving the hogs a mixture of shorts, bran and a little oil meal and dissolve a little copper sulphate, say about three ounces to a barrel in the drinking water. As soon as a hog dies the body should be burned, not buried. Cholera and swine plague have been scattered far and wide by burying dead hogs or other animals. It is not difficult to burn a hog. Build a good-sized pile of wood that will make a hot fire and after it is well started place the body of the hog on top. The fat in the body will add to the flames and in a short time it will all be consumed. The important thing is to notify the state veterinary at the agricultural college station at once, then follow im plicitely the instructions received. He will probably tell you to disinfect the hog houses and the yards and fences and the grounds around them and to keep on doing so for several months. It is not safe to discontinue the dis. infectants as soon as the deaths in the herd cease because the germs of cholera particularly often exist for several months, and unless they are entirely destroyed the trouble will cer tainly return. CROPS NOT MADE OF HUMUS Dr. Hopkins of Illinois Station Dis pels Common Delusion-Nitrogen Is the Key. Dr. Itopkins of the Illinois station explains the pecrllar work of humus in the soil, dispelling a common de lusion, as follows: "Many people have a notion that humus Is the great factor in crop production, and that if a farmer has good humus he could grow a good crop. This is one of the greatest mis takes in agriculture. Crops are not made of humus. Ilumus, for its own sake, furnishes nothing to feed plants. It is merely a tool to help make plant food available, to help hold moisture and liberate plant food. It has no part in feeding plants so long as it remains humus. "Decaying organic matter is ion fused with humus. Organic matoer includes the vegetable and uni ti matter that accumulates in the ,eil. Hlumus is the part of organic miatter that is resistant to decay, the part that remains of organic matter after it has lost its form. humus is the black mass in which you cannot tell cornstalk, oat straw, or what it was. "Decaying organic matter is of very much more value than humus. It is the action you get in the process of making humus that is most valuable. The humus itself is very inactive; it has been in the soil for hundreds of thousands of years and will remain there yet. "The key to the humus problem is nitrogen. If you will maintain the supply of nitrogen in the soil you need never give a thought to humus." Silage Good for Sheep. Exhaustive tests at the Indiana ex periment station demonstrate that good silage, used judiciously, is a splendid winter food for sheep. Sup plying, as it does, an item of succu lent food, so necessary for the welfare of sheep, it is often available when cabbage, roots, etc., are not available. It has an excellent effect upon the digestive system and general health of feeble lambs. In this experiment, ewes fed on rations in which a lib eral amoutt of silago was included showed a gain of 20 pounds while those fed similarly without silage gained only 15/ pounds. Those fed on silage consumed on an average seven per cent. less grain and about 32 per cent. less clover bay than the others confined to dry feed, and there was also a noticeably heavier coat of wool on the silago fed sheep. Care should be exercised in feed ing sheep that too much silage is not given them, and ahov+' all, that none which has been frozen should get with in their reach. The ration should be balanced with alfalfa or clover lay, apd a small feed of dry grain. Tomato Piarts. After the tomato plants commence to bud and bloom, never disturb the n. Do not cultivate closer than 10 inches from the plant on either side, for if many roots are broken, it will die. Go over the vines every few days and pick off the ripe tomatoes, as this In creases the vitality of the plant. It gives the vine a new lease on life and especially helps the tomatoes which are just setting WENT IN SOME HASTE IN HIS PAJAMAS DOCTOR RE SPONDED TO CALL. "Joke" That the Physician Must Have Greatly Enjoyed-And All Wife Wanted Was for Him to Take Her Home. Hlow a prominent Indianapolis phy sician-recently a visitor in Chicago answered a hurry call from a "pa tient" clad only in a heavy overcoat thrown over his pajamas and his house slippers, and instead of finding the slhposed patient was confronted by a hilarious party of his own friends, was told here at the Auditorium hotel by the physician himself. Yes," the Indianapolis doctor be ran, "I believe I hold the record for ht ing the brunt of the practical joker's Iricks. Listen to this tale and see if you don't agree with me: To begin with, my wife is a bridge whist enthusiast, while I myself would rather go to jail than to a card party. On the night in question we bad both heon invited to a friend's home to play bridge. She-my wife-went and I staid at home. Clad in my pajamas, with a sweet old meerschaum in my mouth and my feet poked close to a blazing log in my bedroom fireplace, I settled down to read a new detective story which I had bought a day or two before. "Along about ten o'clock I grew sleepy. I closed my eyes almost un consciously and my chin fell on my breast. How long I would have dozed that way before the fire I don't know, had I not been awakened by a frantic ringing of the telephone bell in my office room. "I blinked once or twice and hur ried to answer the call. "'Hello!' came the voice through (he receiver, 'Is this Dr. P-? "'Yes.' said I. "'0, doctor, won't you hurry up tc my house? This is Mrs. Thomas. My baby is terribly sick and I don't know what is the matter, or what to do, Please hurry, doctor.' "It was rather cold out of doors, but I was in a hurry. Mrs. Thomas was a friend of mine and of toy wife. It was at her home that the bridge whist party was being held, but I did not remember that in my haste; I threw my overcoat over my pajamas and aent to the shed when I kept my run about. There was a heater in it and as I had not more than half a mil, to ride I thought I would be able to withstand the cold. So I started, my coat collar turned up, no hat and the automobile running on high speed. "As I came near the house I no iced many lights and I thought that truly the baby's illness must be serin ous. When I pulled up at the block at the curbing I jumped out and ran into the house, never pausing in my hurry to ring the bell. It was perhaps a case of life and death, I thought, and in such cases we physicians never pause for formality. "'Just step in here a moment, doc tor,' spoke Mrs. Thomas, who met me In the hall. "I thought it rather strange that I was not taken right to the patient, but I went, into the room she Indicated and sat doy n. I was ind('d a unique sight for the eye. My hair was stick ing up all over my head and at my throat my pink ptjal as showed an inch or two and below my overcoat they showed a foot. I had on brown teather house slippers, and between them and my pajama bottoms showed a couple of inches of bare skin. I was a sorry looking sight, I admit. "Suddenly four electric lights in a chandelier in the middle of the room shone brilliantly, and I heard what sounded like laughter coming from a hundred maniacal persons. In reality, there were only eight of them, but they were maniacal, all right. The first person I saw was my wife, and she was laughing so that tears coursed down her cheeks. The others in the party were literally doubled up. My wife, when she could control her laughlr, said. "'John, I wanted to get you over here in the machine so that you could lake me home. But I didn't think you would come without your clothes.' Chicago News. Puzzles for Patients. Although the patient had waited half an hour for her interview with the doctor the time had not dragged, "I worked on one of these puzzles,' she said. "By the way, doctor, you are not a children's specialist; then, why do you keep so many puzzles in you reception room?" "You answered your own question before you asked it," the doctor said. "I keep them to amuse the grown-ups. Most people who feel bad enough to visit a doctor can entertain them selves better with a puzzle than a book or magazine. Every puzzle that has achieved popularity in the last 25 years has a place in that cabinet. Dentists also rely on puzzles to keep waiting patients in good humor, for even toothache will share attention with a good puzzle." No Second Violins for Her. A social leader at Narragansett was arranging for a musicale, and called a local "professor" into consult ation. "I think," he said, "we'd better have two first violins, two seo onds-" "No,' said the prospective hostess, "I wish to spare no expense. Let us have only first violins, if you please." *-Philadelphia Ledger. Through the Passing Shower By S. B. HACKLEY Four years in Alaska was a long time. And that length of time away from her and no letters-seemed like four years of eternity to Buell Searcy. Now he was sixteen days on the way home and he groaned with the remem brance of it. A woman's love for money had sent him to the frozen North. It was not Cella Acton who cared for money-it was Camilla Ac ton, the aunt who commanded a rich marriage. The girl's mother, widowed and dy ing, had given her, at three days old, to John and Camilla Acton; and to them the girl had given loving obedi ence. They were good to her. The daughters of the house had no more advantages. But life in the Acton circle took money. The three sons spent much at college and out. The household purse was not growing per ceptihly heavier with the years. When the time would come for the estate to be divided among their own, the Ac tons felt that there would be nothing to spare for the little niece. Celia must marry money. But, unfortunately, Guy, impulsive Guy, had in the Christmas of his sen for year, brought a classmate home with him. "He's the best fellow on earth, Main ale," Guy had informed his parent, "but"-this is for Doro's benefit, that she might not mistake him for an elig ible-" he's poor-my!" Dorothy evaded Buell Searcy, but the pretty slight Celia, forgetting mat rimonial needs, fell at once under the charm of his soft brown eyes and gen tle manners. A year after, when some slight de gree of professional success was Searcy's and he dared to ask the Ac tons' consent to his marriage to their niece, he met hasty refusal. "If I give up the law and go away, to come back rich, will you give her to me?" Searcy had asiked. "Yes," they had answered, to be rid of him. But he had believed in their promise and gone to the Klondyke. The aunt had stipulated that he write only in reply to Cella's letters. When no answer came to his second letter after it had been three months sent, he was hurt and puzzled. At parting, Celia had slipped a card in his breast pocket, a card bearing a little spray of forget-me-nots, and the words, "luell, I will wait." The for He Was Hurt and Puzzled. get-me-nots withered and the writing became dim with the pressure of Searcy's lips but Celia's letter never came. Mrs. Acton alone, could have told him why. One day, months later, an appealing little note reached an Alaska postmas ter, but he could reply only that the gentleman named Iluell Searcy had gone, nobody know where. Celia despaired. "He is dead in those awful blizzards," she mourned. "He would have written again! Oh, Auntie, I know he is dead!" Near the end of the fourth year, Payne Lindsay, banker and man of forty, met Celia and was charmed with the wistful blue eyes. The aunt was much elated when this "difficult catch" made a first call. When Lindsay's at tentions became pronounced, Mrs. Ac ton arranged for Celia to spend a long requested month with a cousin in his city. "We are gratified at the honor you pay Celia in wishing to marry her," ran Mrs. Acton's reply to Payne Lind say's letter, a few days after, "and, since you are compelled to go abroad so soon, you have our consent to an immediate marriage, should she favor you." "You are sure Aunt Camilla and Un cle John wish it?" Lindsay, smiling, unfolded the aunt's letter. "Give me another day," Celia plead ed with blanched cheeks. "Tomorrow -tomorrow evening-I will answer you." "A lover's quarrel, darling?" Mrs. Irving studied Celia's pale face next morning. "No, Cousiu Alexandria, Mr. Lind say is coming tonight." Celia spoke dully. "Then run out for a walk after lunch," responded that brisk match maker, relieved. "You need color." Who would have thought of rain on po brilliant a June afternoon? Celia stepped hastily in the waiting-room of the big railroad depot which she was passing and sat down behind a little white-haired lady in mourning. The woman, who possessed a delicate confli dence-inviting face, was talking to a tired-looking man. "And this is the first rain you have seen in four years! My dear sir, where have you been?" "I've been where there's no mois ture but frost," responded the man. "It's a miserable place up there to live, madam," he went on. "I would not send my worst enemy to Alaska. \ly friends were sorry to part with me, but glad to see me get away-glad to see any one leave that awful coup* try!" "I hope you brought a fortune back," said his companion. "Not I-" The man smiled grimly. "Gold is not piled up in the streets there as we foolishly believe before We go to see. I am a small man, yet my hands," he held up a pair of brown hands with enlarged joints and palms -"my hands are large. Work hard and grinding, made them so. And it was worse than useless. Besides she" He caught himself up. "You left some one behind?" His listener hazarded. "My sweetheart," he answered, but she never wrote to me after her peo ple sent me away. I suppose they per suaded her to marry another. I should not have come back, but I was home sick for better things." "And you are going--where?" she supplemented. "I'm going back where I threw up my work for a will o' the wisp, to begin all over again." "Your train, madam!" The maid lifted the traveler's bag. "Good-bye and God bless you, my son." she said. "You will write to ,me? I, I, too, am alone in the world." She passed on. lie turned for a last, look. Celia who had listened, clinch ing her hands until the nails cut into her delicate palms, looked straight in to the mellow brown ayes of 1luell Searty. '1'ite room whirled before her, S'arcy rea'ied her in one stride, "Celia- is it you? Why did you not write to ute?" quivered on his aston' ished lips. "I did," she faltered, "three times. Buell, and when you did not answer, I thought, 0 Buell, I thought you were dead!" "And I--I thought some rich man had claimed you. Has he, Celia?" The girl ltushltd. A rich man asked me to marry him last night, I am to answer hint this evening." 'Iho man's worn fare grew a shade paler. "I never expected to see you again. I haven't any right to say a word, for I've come back as poor as I went away, but now that I find you free, tel a, don t tell me-" 11er soft. hands hurt. under the grip ol' his at ttng o0tee. People were star' ifg at them. "I must go home," she said, drawing her handsi away gently; "'the rain is over and the sun is out." lie slit''d her aim in his and look' ed into hIr ' y's. "I want to know." he persisted, aut viho drew htimtt l-stily toward the street, 'if the sun is out for me ous Ices set forever. ('-tlia, you were will, ing ontte to take to' enniless-woulI you he willing nowv?" Celia vttlett through the tears that sprang to her eyes. "I would," she sculi simply, "withoute any one's permission this time." And Si-niy w ithed t hat tite travel' ,,. n r ta,.( . blott . front the face of the earth that he and she might be for one instant alone together. BEWARE MENTAL VAMPIRE He Likes Best to Get His Prey into a Corner and Drain Him Dry of Suggestions. If you value your own ideas, if your have use, or even respect, for the casual products of your own brain, 'ware the vampire! He is, perchance, at your elbow as you sit in friendly and bibulous intercourse. He lurks, mayhap, in the adjoining barber chair, or lies in wait next to you in the street car. No poet has sung; him. But he is close at hand, and ready, with fiendish smile and suave speech, to lure you into an expansive or an eloquent moment. Frequently he is the paragrapher on some daily or weekly publication. Beneath his deceptive exterior of re spectability may even lie the hard. ened heart of a jokester for a comic, Often he is a writer of fugitive which means seldom seen-verse, sto ries, sketches, plays, even novels. Al. ways he has his note books handy if not in actual evidence, at least be. hind those eager, listening ears of his. All is sustenance to the menta3 vampire. The eulogy of the conduo. tor on a bad nickel, the compliments of the chauffeur who carelessly miss. es his pedestrian, the chaffering of the housewife, the small talk of the bars, the repartee of the newsboys, the latest exploit of the draper's clerk. But best he likes to draw his prey into scmre corner and drain him dry of anecdote and suggestions. 1f he is clever at his trade you will nos even know ycu:' loss until you meo some distorted image of a pet story, expression, opinion or fantasy in print. By that time the vampire has taken his ghoulish appetite to other auarters beyond reach of your right. sous wrath. 'Ware '!"'