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SAN ANTONIO LIGHT AND GAZETTE
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■■onsy to regular authorised collectors only. Do not pay Bar
riers, as errors are sure to result.
The Light and Gaietto is on Salo si hot sis and news stands
throughout the United States.
UIREtST CMUIION OF ANY W 111 SM ■»
President Taft in a re
. cent address in Maine made
Ihe Farmers Are tbc statement that ‘‘the
the Millionaires farmers are the million-
। »■' — aires,” and the president
was speaking the truth —he spent a part of last October in
Texas where he saw what the land was doing for the man
of agricultural pursuits. As a direct confirmation, appai
cntly, of the chief executive’s figure of speech comes word
from Stafford county, Kansas, that a farmer has just paid
cash for six automobiles, one for himself and one each for
his five sons.
Onions in southwest Texas have brought fortunes to men
and women who, with very little capital, have engaged in
raising a product superior to that grown in the Bermudas
and which the northern market clamorously demands at
fancy prices. The wealth that has come to southwest Texas
from garden truck shipped north and from other products,
produced by the wonder-working trinity of soil, water and
climate, though this line of development has been compara
tively recent, runs up into surprising figures. Instead of
the universal growing of cotton, other crops are now be
ing tried with success and the satisfaction that comes from
quick and heavy returns.
This success of the farmer in which Texas has cut no in
considerable figure, has become nationally known and is, un
doubtedly, one of the reasons of the growing movement for
more general country life. Perhaps no question is of more
moment to the nation at large for it is from the country
and by the-country that the life of the fabric of our govern
ment must be drawn; it is the healthy, clear, red blood of
the open life that supplies the tissues of the republic.
History shows that the sturdier races, the surviving peo
ples, the lasting governments, have been those living close to
the soil. The Germanic civilization outlasted the Latin. The
great Boman empire, apparently invincible, regarded its
cities and towns as its units of strength. Koine and its sis
ter centers of population waxed mighty and the ancient
woijl was astonished at the voluptuous use of wealth, in
lidiously, the cancer of excess and debauchery began spread
ing until the body politic as well as the social body was dis
eased. The type of “pagani” or “coloni” lived in villages
and country and was far apart, radically removed, from the
eity dweller. This dividing line exists to this day in Italy
and France and, to quote a recent writer, it seems as
though lands were plotted largely with a reference to their
position as regards towns. The Germanic system embraced
broad divisions of country under tillage or in pasture, and
produced members of society that lived each by himself and
family in the country and away from towns. Some fell be
fore th* victorious “hordes” from the north and the north
ern domination has been felt over the globe. The Anglo-
Saxon comes pretty near ruling the world.
• • • •
A clever and famous woman once said the Scripture-inspir
ed line: “I walked on the tops of the mo ntains alone with
tny God,” had a new meaning when she saw mountain peo
ples, such as the Swiss in their wonderful little republic,
and the new mountain-born generation in our own Rocky
mountain states. The necessity of having to look up to
where the great jagged hills cleft the sky, not only broadened
the chest and sat the head more firmly on the shoulders but
because of the familiarity with the heavens, taught self
respect and strength and the love of liberty. The man in the
open, in the wide spaces where individual effort counts,
where wonders are wrought in making friends with the
soil, where the persona equation counts, receives a political
Independence such an independence as that that gloriously
counted in the birth of this republic, and has served to main
tain the integrity of Switzerland.
The city dweller lacks the clear vision of the man of the
country. The distractions of the crowded, noisy place of his
abode are in the great majority of cases fatal to sobriety of
thought; he takes on a narrow, superficial view of ques
tions that affect the nation and which it would be unwise
io permit him to solve. Te even mind, the more deeply in
culcated appreciation of right and wrong, the healthier body
and the saner conscience found in the country, are essential
to the maintenance of those principles on which this gov
ernment of the United States is founded.
The hegira from the cities means much; the larger ths
country population, the safer the republic. Texas, Kansas,
Colorado, California, but especially Texas, are demonstrat
ing the fortunes that can be made from the soil and the
wise in the congested cities are hearkening. The will-o’-the
wisp of quick wealth in the city is flying with scorched
wings. While everyone cannot become a millionaire farmer
there are sufficient who are millionaires to hold out an al
luring hope. A man is not entirely selfish in his desertion
of the city for the country, though he goes with the am
bition of personal gain; he may not realize it but he is a
patriot and be is taking his part in helping to perpetuate
»t republic.
With the coming of Bishop E. D. Mouzon of the Methodist
church to take up his future residence here, San Antonio wiP.
have four resident bishops. They are Bishop Johnston of the
Episcopal church, Bishop Forest and Bishop Shaw of the
Catholic, and Bishop Mouzon of the Methodist church. Not
only is it a matter of congratulation that the newly-ordained
Methodist bishop prefers to live in San Antonio to any other
city in Texas, but thanks should be tendered the bishop that
he eomes to add more Episcopal dignity to a city
blessed in this respect and to increase the godliness of its
religious atmosphere *
. JESDAY,
The final and official re
tl d 4 C turns from all precincts in
IDC Reward ror Bexar county show a re-
Distinguished Service markably heavy vote at the
- primaries for the Hon. H. 11.
Neill, associate justice of the Fourth court of civil appeals.
The heavy vote —4556 ballots were east for him—would in
dicate there was not a “scratch” in his case, that he ran
ahead of the ticket.
The rtf-election of Justice Neill is significent of the un
truth of the adage about republics being ungrateful. This w
his seventeenth year of continuous service on the same
bench. In fact, the appellate court of the Fourth district
as it is constituted today, is the same court that was ap
pointed by the late Governor Hogg upon its creation. The
three justices, James, Neill and Fl." have served from one
term to the other and elections have made no difference;
each time they are triumphantly returned.
In Justice Neill’s case it is peculiarly gratifying. Many
hard-fought matters of litigation have come before the court
in the past few years and it has fallen to the lot of this
jurist to write many of the opinions. Never a whisper, not
the shadow of a criticism, has ever been voiced, though the
legal battle has raged fiercely and human passions have
flashed across the solemn convocation of this august
tribunal; the opinions handed down have been taken to the
supreme court and the decisions confirmed to such an ex|ent
that the infallibility of the Fourth court has become a famil
iar phrase with attorneys. Some of Justice Neill’s opinions
have become known nationally and others have formed sub
jects of lectures at Harvard and in the law schools of other
universities. Wit and graceful humor, combined with a deep
and illuminating know-ledge of the law applicable to the
questions involved, and the broad, sympathetic humanity of
the man and jurist have lifted them out of the dull, prosaic
dissertations so frequently forming the opinion in the higher
courts and constituted them classics, as enjoyable to the lay
man as to the lawyer.
The public evidence of the popularity of the court is at
tended by the respect and faith of the public in the jus
tices composing it. The judiciary is the bulwark of the re
public’s safety and when that recognition is in so un
mistakable a manner as at the polls the other day, it goes
far to answer the black pessimism that influence the critic in
his sweeping statement that “justice cannot be obtained as
long as the bench is corrupt.”
Uncle Walt “I
The Poet Philosopher
Oh, his heart is sore as he does his chore, and digs in the
mellow dirt; the abysmal brute is a dismal plute, for money
won’t heal hie hurt. And perhaps he grunts as
FARMER he does his stunts, when his brow with sweat is
JEFF damp: “Ah, I might have died in a glow of
pride, as the undefeated champ! Had I stayed
away from that fateful fray, and hoed in my onion patch,
I might have strolled through the world till old, and never
have met my match. But the dopesters came, and they said:
‘The game is doomed if you don’t come back'.’ So I left
my squash and my succotash, and my braw- alfalfa stack.
And I tried to feel that my thews of steel were good as
they wore of yore; but alas! one poke from that dingy
smoke, and I saw that my youth was o ’er! ’ ’ And a lesson
we in that tale may see, and paste it inside our hats; if we
get too gay when we’re old and gray, we’re apt to have
broken slats. If we lend our ears to the sport who queers
his friends for his own advance, .we’re apt to wake with
the belliake, and find that our name is I’ance.
Copyright. 11)10, by George Matthew Adama,
As Others View It
OCEAN TELEPHONING.
Transatlantic communication by telephone is a promise of
the near future. If the new cable just laid between Dover
and Cape Gris Nez, to increase the facility of telephonic
communication between England and France, performs the
wonders expected of it, some of the difficulties to be over
come in talking across, or under, the Atlantic ocean will be
removed. We already send the sounds of human speech
under the water for tolerably long distances. England talks
with France and Belgium. Telephonic communication be
tween our mainland and islands off the coast is in common
use and excites no comment, though our grandfathers would
have considered it impossible. The new channel came has a
system of coils whicu are expected to reduce the distortion
of current impulses and make the transmission of speech
clearer. If the experiment is successful, further improve
ments in this system are expected to make an ocean tele
phone cable a possibility.
It is rot conceivable that ocean telephoning will ever be
cheap. To talk between Europe and America will likely be
an expensive luxury, but there will be occasions when the
opportunity to do so will be eagerly seized, no matter what
it costs. The ocean telephone, when it comes, will scarcely
be a formidable rival of the cable telegraph and the wireless
for the transmission of long messages. But it will be still
another means of obliterating distance, of overcoming the
remoteness of nations, and the consequent la<k of mutual
understanding which caused many of the inten •
plications of history. Science, working for the improvement
of the arts of peace, is doing more to remove the cause* of
war than the great modern armaments which v ; • <, has
developed can do to make nations hesitate bef aging
into war. —New York Times.
Pointed Paragraphs
Still, even a blind asylum may be a sightly place.
When yo-. try to sit on some people they act like bent
pins.
A woman likes to be great on poise, but not on avoirdu
pois.
Try Io deserve the good opinion of those who think well
of yon.
Men learn from experience—unless it is experience with
a woman.
An artistic temperament is no good excuse for not pay
ing yonr debts.
Never kick the man who told you so unless he reminds
you that h- did.
Every man knows how mean his neighbor is, but he is
never so sure about himself.
If a man wishes to make a hit with a woman, he should
ascertain the brand of flattery to which she is partial.-—
Chicago News.
REFLECTIONS OF A BACHELOR.
Punishment stimulates the conscience most.
A girl believes she can make a man love her bv telling
him he does.
A widow gets along so well with men because she has
learned how to conceal her real opinions of them.
Ilie great secret of keeping an automobile is how you
can be out riding in it when creditors walk to the house to
try to cdlect their bills.
8^ en<^'n ® three days getting everything ready to
make a window open without jamming a man can alwavs
send for a carpenter to do it.—New York Press.
SAN ANTONIO LIGHT AND GAZETTE
Roosie Teddyvelt had penetrated tne
innermost depths of the dark continent,
and had written his masterpiece “Dis
covering the Heart of Africa Without
the Aid of Gumdrops.” After walking
for miles along a forest stream in
search of a ford, he at last discovered
to his joy a log spanning -the river.
He gave a great cry of delight, nnd
gql half way across the natural bridge.
Evon explorers sometimes fail to
perceive the difference between logs
and hungry croco lies.
(The End.)
| ALL SORTS I
; Copyright. 1909. by ■
Post Publishing Co. •
> By NEWTON NEWKIRK. 1
Josh Wise Says:
“Don’t grumble. But ef ye must
grin.”
THE MOSQUITO.
By Leander Leghorn.
O buzzing beast, launched by Beelzebub
Against this sorrowing world, where
joy is lone,
Well might we spare thine evening
monotone, .
And cheat thee from thine unearned
human grub.
Are not our farmers’ lives eclipsed and
veiled
And bowed beneath the grinding
heels of bugs?
O how I’d love to see thy scalp well
nailed (
In some strong jail along with other
thugs!
Still must I save my wind and also
ink,
And strive to'be broad-minded like
my fidds,
Keeping serene, that I may clearly
think
Dispassionately on what this earth
yields.
For really now, there’s lots of good
things here,
If we but shed our dowdy duds of
doubt,
And rove a generous-minded eye
about,
And not keep thinking things are soiled
and sere.
And so I say the world is mainly good,
Through many trying eons it has stood,
And if some little rifts attend my lute,
I ’ll try not let them spoil its native
toot.
THE HOKY POKY CONE.
The crusade made by the Chicago
board of health which has resulted in
the abolishment of the hoky-poky ice
cream cone fills my sensitive cosmos
with a feeling of sadness, but I suppose
we should consider our health first and
our feelings afterwards.
However, it gives me a deep and
poignant pain when I realize what a
hardship this is going to work to the
little boys and girls or our community.
It will rob them of one of their chief
est delights —it will take away from
them a joy ineffable, and I don’t know
what in Sam Hill can be substituted
in place of the hoky-poky. I know of no
more entrancing sight when sauntering
idly along the boulevard than to see a
dear little cherub of a boy’or a girl (I
believe there are cherubs of both
sexes) sitting in a doorstep with a
hoky-poky cone in its hand, while it
has ice cream smeared over its face
back as far as its ears, and is wear
ing on its dear little moist phiz the
smile that won’t come off.
That’s what I call a picture of hap
piness.
And children, by the way, are not
the only ones who like ice cream cones
—I have seen older folks gnawing con
tentedly away at them. In fact, I am
pretty strong for them myself —I have
eaten as many as five cones out at Elec
tric Park at one sitting, and the
only reason I didn’t eat any more was
because by that time I had a pain un
der my belt that was doubling me up
like a summer squash.
There is something handy and con
venient about the cone system of eat
ing ice cream. You don’t have to sit
down at a table and eat it with a
spoon. No, you can buy your cone and
wend your way munching as you go.
Besides, a hoky-poky’ ice cream cone
costs only a nickel a throw, whereas a
full-grown dish of ice cream stings your
surplus to the amount of a dime, 10
cents.
I almost wish the Chicago board of
health would reconsider this rash step
it has taken, and restore the hoky-poky
iee cream cone to its rightful place in
society. I would be willing to take
the chances on the germs, and I believe
every one else would —germs won't
hurt you anyhow, if you chew ’em up
well before you smaller ’em.
FOR SALE!
For Sale—One first class milk horse,
weight about 1200 lbs. Essex street,
R. F. D. No. 1, Bangor, Me.—Maine
newspaper adv.
“THEN IT HAPPENED.’
(Our Daily Discontinued Story.)
HAZEL THE HEARTBREAKER.
Observant Citizen
I saw part of a joy ride Sunday that
made rue feel for a moment like acting
“Everett True.” Four young fellows
who had evidently been imbibing in
“soda-pop,” drove up my street in a
two-seated carriage drawn by a pair of
good horses and as they neared my
house the driver stood up in the seat
and urged the team into a fast gallop
by “Go on!” One of the oc
cupants of the rear seht seemed to be
more sober, and he reached over and
took charge of the reins, bringing the
horses back to a walk and guiding
them around a corner. But no sooner
had he relinquished the reins to the
driver than the latter again had the
team going at a swift gait. This must
have been the boys’ program all after
noon, for the horses were covered with
lather and it will be many days before
they folly recover from the effects of
the mania the occupants of that vehicle
had for speed.
SANANTONIO2IYEABSAGO
(From The Light, August 2, 1889.)
Fire broke out at 1 t>’clock this morn
ing in the Alamo Cracker factory on
Alamo street. The damage was slignt.
A hose Co. No. 2, came to
grief while responding to the alarm and
Philip Manger, foreman of the company
was slightly bruised by being thrown
from the wagon.
L. A. Freyer goes to New York to
day.
The Mahneke hotel received a line
new range today.
G. Giorda had a house warming last
night in his new store building at the
corner of Concho and Matamoras
streets. Many friends were present.
A. H. Cadwallader and Miss Jeanette
Sabin, the charming daughter of Dr. E.
H. Sabin, were married by Bev. Dr.
Giddings at thp Trinity church last
night.
The cannon found on the site of the
Maverick land office will be donated
to the Alamo Mounmeni association.
Ernest Dietzman lias a cabinet shop
on Market street.
Many persons from the city will at
tend a picnic given nt Riverside park
tomuirow. —
In a quarter mile race at the old
track yesterday afternoon Unis won
from Barber by a neck.
Garroni today transferred his saloon
at the corner of Monterey and Concho
streets to August Robin.
GETTING ALONG O. K.
Diggs—l understand that, you en
courage your son to practice on the
cornet ?
Griggs—Yes. He’s only been play
ing two months, but today 1 bought
the house next door to me for one-half
its value. —Smart Set.
—< »» —-
NOT WILLING.
Ethel—Maud says she is ready to
make up if you are.
Kate —(snappily)—Tell her I’d be
ready to make up, too, if I had a com
plexion as muddy as hers. —Boston
Transcript. *
(eop>rl«ht, HIO. by tbs New York Hienlnx Journal Publlahln< Coo>P*oy.)
Little Stories
SERMON FIRST, THEN ICE CREAM.
With the thermometer standing at 93
degrees in the shade, the Rev. George
B. Gilbert, an Episcopal clergynran, Of
Middletown, Conn., invited the members
of his congregation at Maromas, a sub
urb, to remain after service last Sun
day and have some ice cream with him.
Mr. Gilbert made the ice cream him
self, and none who attended the ser
vice declined his invitation to remain
for the “after service.” A number of
the wardens of the church and their
wives helped the rector wash the dishes
after the delighted congregation had
gone home.
Maromas is a farming community, and
most of Mr. Gilbert’s hearers had had
long, hot drives to church.—New York
World.
CAN’T PROVE HE'S ALIVE.
Although declared dead by the gov
ernment, and his body placed in a
grave at Fort Thomas, Ky., with a
handsome tombstone to keep him down,
Arthur J. Meacham, a member of the
Second Georgia regiment in the Span
ish war, refuses to stay dead. He in
sists that ho did not die, and insists
that the government pav him $135 back
pay-
While his regiment was in Florida
Meacham contracted typhoid fever, and,
with several others, was sent to Fort
Thomas. En route the tags with the
names of the men on them were chang
ed. Consequently when another man
died he was buried as Meacham. Mea
cham declares he has no use for the
tombstone, but would much rather have
the money. He is having a hard time
resurrecting himself to the satisfaction
of Uncle Sam’s war department.— At
lanta dispatch to Philadelphia Record.
A ROOF GARDEN FOR CATS.
About 150 cats boarding at the Bide
a-Wee Home, in Sixty-fifth street, are
to have a luxury in the shape of a roof
garden which is now being built, and
it is expected it will be completed by
Tuesday. It is located on a porch in
front of the house, on the second story
of the home. A wire screen will keep
the cats from changing their boarding
place.
The roof garden is the idea of Fred
Plainer, who has charge of the home.
When the cats feci the need of fresh
air all they will have to do will be to
leap out of a window into the garden.—
New York dispatch to Baltimore Sun.
A TRIBUTE TO WASHINGTON.
Tn a speech the other day to his fel
low townsmen of Bowling Green, Mo.,
the H»>n. Champ Clark remarked:
“I can truthfully say that I am a
better man than first elected to
congress. I have not attained perfec
tion, ahd am in no sort of danger of
being translated in a chariot of fire
after the manner of Elijah, but I re
joice that the longer 1 have stayed In
Washington the more unobjectionable
my life has become.”
That is a handsome tribute to the
elevating, refining and inspiring influ
ences to which statesmen in Washing
ton arc subjected, to their moral edu
cation and growth in grace.—New York
Tribune % ‘
AUGUST 2, l!H0.
Texas Talk
WATCH THE JAIL.
While President Diaz is now
firmly seated in the presidential
rocker for another term of six
years, his opponents will not be re
leased from jail for a while for
fear they may seek to go behind
the returning board.—Austin
Statesman.
Keep an eye on the San Antonio
lock-up when our manana mayor feels
the ground slipping under him.
MIXING COLORS.
Those ‘ ‘ blue ’ ’ farmers of South
Carolina the Columbia State tells
us might turn green with envy if
they could sep the great crops the
pink-tinted farmers of Grand Old
Texas are making this ' year. —
Houston Post.
And you ought to see the red beets
they grow upon the black lands.
WHAT A SWAT!
The Imparcial’s understanding
of the fiegro question in the United
States seems to be rather cloudy.
In view of the fact that its im
pressions are gathered from inter
views with leading representatvie
colored porters, we can hardly
Kame the Imparcial. This is a free
world and we are all entitled to
■choose our own company.—Mexi
can Record.
That it is not the Mexican view ot
the fiegro that he is not entitled to live,
let alone work upon the streets.
TOO LONG; TOO BAD!
Bascom spoke too long, but he
held his audience, young and old,
men and women. There was no
sloughing off of the crowd.—The
Corpus Christi Crony.
If Bascom could have been electea
the thirty-second legislature would
have been the'best tent-show in all the
south. The Austin hotel-keepers could
well afford to pay his campaign ex
penses.
SPARE THE CONES.
Texas was saved from being in
flicted with several million'’ ice
cream cones by the good offices
of the health inspectors of New
York.—Beaumont Enterprise.
Oh, health officer, spare the ice
cream cone; let the small boy get his
peck of dirt as he likes best. Wouldn't
the cone be as clean as the hokev
pokey? ’
MOUTH-BOUND.
Bailey is a shrewd politician all
right, but the plan he is now trying
will never work with the people of
1 exas. Mcsthoff Advertiser.
Bailey is shrewd, no doubt, but he’d <
never get far, he’s mouth-bound. - A

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