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J,,.,/ .1 I •. -. .*,• ,/' The schools in the Muskoka are 'fairly good nowadays, but even the {girls are not able to attend school very jlong in their teens unless there are 'plenty of younger or older sisters to jassist with the household tasks and ilook after the inevitable and numer ous babies. The boys, alas! are usually seized with "camp fever" just as soon las they are big enough to serve as the cook's assistant or chore-boy of a lum iber camp. Miranda Jenkins was the imiddle sister in a family of nine, Fred |Portman was the only son of his imother and she a widow. This was how it happened that while Miranda •was fairly well educated and reason ably learned in the ways of the con ventional world, Fred still talked iu rather nasal fashion and did violence jto the English language. And Fred 'loved Miranda: so devotedly that he !had serious thoughts of "saving up" land attending night 3chool in To ronto just as soon as his mother had Ibeen made comfortable, financially, for la year or so, just because Miranda had urged this course upon him. For him self, Fred didn't hanker after an aug mented education at all. But when •Fred came back from the Northwest (for the last time Miranda seemed to lhave suddenly removed far from him fby the new accession of quiet grace and daintiness which had followed the fwinter passed in Toronto, learning ihow to make dresses. 1 Fred went right to work at the "log rolling" for which he was famous. The '•fvaSftwivvy Fred, startled, lost bis footing, logs were placed in the river about ten •miles "farther up" than the Jenkins 'homestead and the farm which Fred land his mother owned between them, land it Was Fred's part to keep them ifrom becoming caught and piled up in ithe stream above the rapids. To do ithiff he danced from log to log, above the "seething, hurrying, hungry-look up. water, and kept the logs moving rith a long, pointed polo. One day fiss Stephens, the city girl whom Mi randa had brought back with her for la chance to see the grass grow green I In the meadows and the early violets J,come up expressed a great great desire rrto see the logs sent down the river. iShe had watched them rushing madly (Over "the slide" just aboVe the saw mill in the nearest village several .times now she yearned to see the rest of the process. So Miranda's jffcther bitched the big gray roadster ts^JZ TWO V-OMENi I know two women, and one is chaste And cold as the snows on a Winter waste. Stainless ever in act and thought (As a man, born dumb, in his speech errs not). But she had malice toward her kind, A cruel tongue and a jealous mind. Void of pity and full of greed, 1 She judges the world by her narrow creed: A brewer of quarrels, a breeder of hate, Yet she holds the key to "Society's" Gate. The other woman, with heart of flame, Went mad for a love that marred her name And out of the grave of her murdered faith She rose like a soul that has passed through death, Her aims are noble, her pity so broad, It covers the world like the mercy of God, A soother of discord, a healer of woes, „Peace follows her footsteps wherever she goes. JsVSStf. by ETHEL M. COLSON. (Copyright, 3901, by Dally Story Pub. Co.) Back in the Muskoka region of On tario, Canada, the country Is at once •o wild, so beautiful, and so difficult lot cultivation that thoughts have been 'seriously entertained, from time to 'time, of setting on foot projects to (•reserve the entire region for a sort !of governmental hunting part. But ithe time-honored, ever-popular drama which has for its motif and principal characters the love story of a man and maid is played out there in ways •as varied and as perpetual as all the iworld over. It would be played oftener, •perhaps, but for the fact tnat the jyoung men of the farming districts are 'BO seldom at home. In the winter •nearly all of them head for "the .camps" where the logs are cut and Imade ready for transportation in the 'summer great numbers of them go to (tlie great "Northwest," so mysteriously 'attractive to all the young denizens of Ithe Muskoka, the great Northwest where wages are supposed to be so much higher and times so much better than at home. A halo of the glory of success shines about the returning ftrain-loads of eager young men. The worthier life of the two, no doubt, And yet "Society" locks her out. x" —Ella Wheeler Wilcox in Chicago American. Tiie Log Rolling. & to the spring buggy and the two girls drove off together. And the city girl gave a great gasp of wonder and ad miration when first she caught sight of the log-rolling. "What a fine figure that man has— the one out there in the middle of the stream!" she exclaimed, to Miranda, pointing to Fred. "Yes," spoke out the subconscious self which Miranda could have hated an instant later, "that's the man I am going to marry." "Oh! I didn't know you were en gaged!" cried the city girl, curiously, and Miranda blushed with mortifica tion over her mistake. "Don't say anything about it at home, please," she implored, eagerly. "I'm—I'm not ready for the other girls to know. "Oh!" said the city girl, compreliend ingly, and silence fell between them. Miranda, thinking to break the con- "Did you mean what you called?" straint which fell with it, placed her hands to her lips, suddenly. "Oo-oo!" she called, in a voice clear, sweet, and piercing. It was the regu lar, pre-arranged, long-used signal which had called Fred to her side ever since they had been babies. Fred, startled and astonished, threw up his head and looked for the caller. In that moment he lost bis footing on the uncertain logs and went down among them. "I've killed him! I've killed him," gasped Miranda, knowing well how small was the hope of his ever fight ing his way from beneath the grind ing logs. But even as she said it his hand appeared, clinging to the log which was nearest A comrade jump ed out on the logs and kept them off the straggler's form, as best he might. But the end of a great log, turning, struck Fred's back with terrific force and he all but lost hold.- Then it was Miranda called again. "Keep up, Fred keep up!" she shout ed to him, her voice sounding out high and clear above the tumult of ex cited men and waters. "For my sake!" she added, imploringly, as his strength seemed to waver. Then, as Fred was pulled from the water, by eager, help ing hands, and tossed ashore bodily, she leaned her head on the city girl's shoulder and cried. The city girl had to handle the reins until they were very nearly home. It was nearly a week before the bruised back of Fred permitted him to be out of bed, but the first time he was able to ride horseback he made for the Jenkins homestead. He arrived there about 8 o'clock in the evening, and found the house all but de serted. The little parlor had been full and noisy but a few moments sooner, but the city girl had descried the fig ure down the road in the bright moon light, and had suddenly expressed a wish to visit the beaver meadow, doubly flooded with moonshine and spring waters. Almost everybody else, as a matter of course, had gone with her. Miranda was nervously pretend ing to read a book, in solitary grand eur, when Fred strode in upon her and gently drew the volume from her trembling hands. "I can't wait any longer, Mirandy," he whispered. "I've got to know now. Did you mean what you called to me the other day—'for my sake,' you know?" "I've been dying to ask you ever since I came home, Mirandy," Fred explained, a little later, "but you seem so fine an' stylish now I thought p'rhaps I'd better wait until I'd had time to try an' git polished up myself, a little. Seems, though, as it we might as well be happy, meantime." And then' Miranda, who had never meant to be so meek when Fred "asked her" any more than she had dreamed of announcing the engagement before it had had a chanie to become an actual fact, made tjils whispered con fession. "Fred, dear, it's only because I love you so that I want you to study, be cause I want to be prouder of you— than I am now, even. And I love you Just as much (and this was about the time that her girlish form went into temporary but almost total eclipse as Fred's stalwart arms closed around it) when you say 'I be' and 'I ain't done nothin'' as if—well, as if you could talk French and German!" HOME-MADE BICYCLE LAMP. How a Baa-Going Lad Compiled with the Police Law. In St. Nicholas George A. Williams tells of the achievement of "A Young Inventor," who invented a bicycle lamp. The subject of this sketch was known around the docks of Shelter island as "Cable." He had just turned fourteen, and a better sailor or fisher man could not be found so young in years. The training received under his father, the captain of a thirty-foot sloop, had made him an able seaman. Cable had a fairly good wheel, pur chased with his own scanty savings of several years, and it is needless tc say that he was always ready for a ride whenever the sloop lay at anchot In the harbor. As his work aboard the vessel kept him busy during the day, it was only in the evening that he could go ashore. The law required that all wheelmen should carry a lamp, and Cable, being too poor to buy one, was barred for a time from enjoying his wheel. Instead, however, of sit ting down in despair, he went to work and made a lamp that, in spite of its crudeness, answered every need. It became known throughout the fishing fleet as the "Cable Perfect," warranted never to go out. For the body of the lamp he used a baking-powder can. Through the bottom of the can he cut a hole, into which he slipped the oil cup, made by fitting an old lozenge bottle into a wedge-shaped piece of wood. The hole being smaller than the plug prevented it from falling through. The wick, made of several pieces of string held together by bend ing a small strip of tin around them, is wedged in the neck of the bottle. When it charred off, it became neces sary to turn up the wick with a pin. In the top of the can he cut a hole for ventilation, and one in the front to answer the purpose of a len,s, also a small one in each side for side-lights. Over the opening used for the lens he glued with flour paste a piece of red muslin. This done, the lamp was com pleted and soon wired to the front of the wheel. Then, mounting his wheel, Cable rode swiftly through the dark ness, safe from all interference of the lav/. EXCITEMENT AT BEAUMONT. A Spectacle in Texas, the Like of Whlcb Is Rarely Seen. "The spectacle to be seen daily at Beaumont, Tex., just now," said P. J. Curran, to the St. Louis Globe-Demo crat, "is one of the most distinctively American imaginable. Beaumont, pre vious to the discovery of the oil spouts, was a commonplace, progressive little place of about twelve thousand popu lation. It was growing in the regular way, and everybody knew everybody else. Now there are 25000 strangers in the town, about two for each native Inhabitant, and the town has the ap pearance of some kind of a show. There isn't room for the people to eat, nor sleep, nor move about. Two special trains run every night to Port Arthur and Sabine Pass to carry the drifting population to points where they can sleep and eat, and return next morn ing. Different places of business are given $100 per month for enough space to put up little real estate booths oi canvass, and people who don't manage to get out of town tramp about all day and then throw themselves down at night on the canvass they have brpught for the purpose of putting up tents. But many of them don't have time nor space to put up the tents, and sleep under the open air on their tentage. It is a scene of feverish activity, every man who owns valueless property is trying to sell for high prices, and every man with a stake is trying to make a fortune out of it. Nearly all forms ol legitimate business have been sus pended, and half the people seem to have taken leave of their senses. It will probably be a long time before normal conditions are restored, and the present indications are that Beau mont will become one of the import ant commercial centers of Texas." Til© Two Senators Piatt* The two Senators Piatt in the Unit ed States Senate have been often con fused in the public mind. Senator Piatt, of Connecticut, was asked re cently if he were related to Senator Piatt of New York, "Yes," the Connec ticut Senator replied, "I suppose Sen ator P'att and I are akin. We must be, although I am different from most Connecticut folks, and have not in quired much into my family history. The first Platts in this country were two brothers, who settled on the eas tern end of Long Island. There is where all the Platts came from, includ ing the Senator from New York and myself, but I guess we are not much closer than cousins sixteen or eighteen times removed." Melba's Brother In War. A bright young volunteer, who has just gone to South Africa as a mem ber of the Marquis of Tullibardine's Horse, is Ernest Mitchell, youngest brother of Mme. Melba. Mr. Mitchell was first intended for life on one of his father's Australian estates, but that not suiting him, he took up the study of music. He possessed a fine tenor voice, and at one time it seemed that he would some day sing Romeo to the Juliet of his distinguished sister. But he gave up music, and has now become a soldier, in which calling his friend3 feel sure he will distinguish himself. Wll, Probably Not The Detroit man that made $60,000 in stocks instead of $10,000, owing to the delay in a telegram, will probably not sue the telegraph company.—In dianapolis News. The greatest friend to tove is lone someness. rALMAGE'SKS SERMON. ENCOURAGEMENT FOR THE DIS COURAGED, THE SUBJECT. from the Text, Matthew XXV: IS—"To Another One"—The Duty and the Joy tlje Christian Ii to Carry Goo.t Cheer—Talen of I'cntntilon. (Copyright, 1901, by Louis Klopsch. N. Y.) Washington, June 2.—This is a dis oourso by Dr. Talmage for those given to depreciate themselves and who have an idea that their best attempts amount to little or nothing. Text, Matthew xxv., 15: "To another one." Expel first from this parable of the talents the word "usury." It ought to have been translated "interest." "Usu ry" is finding a man in a tight place and compelling him to pay an unrea sonable sum to get out. "Interest" is a righteous payment for the use of money. When the capitalist of this parable went off from home, he gave to his stewards certain sums of money, wishing to have them profitably in vested. Change also your idea as to the value of one talent. You remem ber the capitalist gave to one of his men for business purposes five talents, to another two, to another one. What a small amount to this last, you think, and how could he be expected to do anything with only one talent? I have to tell you that one talent was about $7 ,200, so that when my text says, "To another one," it implies that those who have the least have much. Wasting the TaletiU. We bother ourselves a great deal about those who are highly gifted or have large financial resource or exalted official position or wide reaching op portunity. We are anxious that their wealth, their eloquence, their wit, be employed on the right sicio. Ont of them makes a mistake, and we say, "What an awful disaster." When one of them devotes all his great ability to useful purposes, we celebrate it: we enlarge upon it we speak of it as something for gratitude to God. Mean while we give no time at all to con sider what people are doing with their one talent, not realizing that ten peo ple of one talent each are quite as im portant as one man with ten talents. In the one case the advantage or op portunity is concentrated in a single personality, while in another it is di vided among ten individuals. Now what we want to do in this sermon is to waken people of only one talent to appreciation of their duty. Only a few people have five talents or ten talents, while millions have one. My short text is like a galvanic shock. "To an other one." Carry Good Clierr. Is it a cheerful look? Carry that look wherever you go. It must come from a cheerful heart. It is not that inane smile which we sometimes see which is an irritation. In other words, it must be a light within us so bright that it illumines eye, cheek, nostril and mouth. Let ten men who are ac customed to walking a certain street every day resolve upon a cheerful countenance as a result of a cheerful heart, and the influence of such a fa cial irradiation would be felt not only In that street, but throughout the town. Cheerfulness is catching. But a cheerful look is exceptional. Exam ine the first twenty faces that you meet going through Pennsylvania avenue or Chestnut street or Broadway or State street or La Salle street or Euclid ave nue, and nineteen out of the twenty faces have either an anxious look or a severe look or a depressing look or an avaricious look or a sneering look or a vacant look. Here is a mission ary work for those who have trouble. Arm yourself with gospel comfort. Let the God who comforted Mary and Martha at the loss of their brother, the God who soothed Abraham at the loss of Sarah and the God of David, who consoled his bereft spirit at the loss of his boy by saying, "I shall go to New Race of M!nl«ter*. More people go now to church than ever in the world's history, and the reason is in all our denominations there is a new race of ministers step ping into the pulpits which are not the apostles of humdrum. Sure enough, we want in the Lord's army the heavy artillery, but we want also more men Who, like Burns, a farmer at Gettys burg, took a musket and went out on his own account to do a little shooting different from the other soldiers. The church of God is dying of the proprie ties. People who in every other kind of audience show their emotions in their countenances in religious assem blies while we are discussing coming release and the joys of heaven look as doleful as though they were attend ing their own funeral. My friends, if you have the one talent of wit or hu mor are you using it merely to make a few people laugh winter nights around the stove in the corner gro cery? Has it never occurred to you that you have a mission to execute with that bright faculty? Do you em ploy It only la Idle conundrum or low farce or harlequinade or humiliating banter? Quit that and swing that flashing scimiter which God has put in your hand for the slaying of sin anTl the triumph of righteousness. Or is your talent an opportunity to set a good example? One person doing right under adverse circumstances wil^ accomplish more than many treatises about what is right The census has never been taken of lovely old toltts. Most ol ua-ifwe havenot such a one 1 'MS'rSl' in our own house now, have in our memory such a saint. We went to those old people with all our troubles. They were perpetual evangelists, by their soothing words, by their hopeful ness of spirit, and inexpressible help. I cannot see how heaven could make them any lovelier than they are or were. But there are exceptions. There Is a daughter in that family whose father Is Impatient and the mother querulous. The passage of many years does not always Improve the disposi tion, and there are a great many dis agreeable old folks. Some of them forget that they were ever young themselves, and they become untidy in their habits and wonder how, when their asthma or rheumatism is so bad, other people can laugh or sing and go on as they do. The daughter in that family bears all of the peevishness and unreasonable behavior of senility without answering back or making any kind of complaint. If you should ask her what her five talents are or her one talent is, she would answer that she has no talent at all. Greatly mistaken is she. Her one talent is to forbear and treat the childishness of the old as well as she treats the childish ness of the young. She is no musician, and besides there may not be a piano in the house. She cannot skillfully swing a croquet mallet or golf stick. Indeed, she seems shut up to see what she can do with a ladle and a broom and a brush and other household im plements. She Is the personification of patience and her reward will be as long as heaven. Indeed, much of her reward may be given on earth. She is in a rough college, from which she may after a while graduate into brightest domesticity. She is a hero ine, though at present she may receive nothing but scolding and depreciation. Her one talent of patience under trial will do more good than many morocco covered sermons on patience preached today from the tasseled cushion of the pulpit. "To another one." The Talent of Honesty. There is a man in business life whose one talent is honesty. He has not the genius or the force to organize a company or plan what is called a "corner in wheat" or "a corner in stocks" or "a corner" in anything. He goes to business at a reasonable hour and returns when it is time to lock up. He never gave a check for $20,000 in all his life, but hs is known on the street and in the church and in many honorable circles as an honest man. His word is as good as his bond. He has for thirty years been referred to as a clean, upright, industrious, con sistent Christian man. Ask him how many talents he has and he will not claim even one. Ho cannot make a speech, he cannot buy a market, he cannot afford an outshining equipage, but what an example he is to the young, what an honor to his house hold, what a pillar to the church of God, what a specimen of truth and in tegrity and all roundness of character! Is there any comparison in usefulness between that man with the one talent of honesty and the dashing operators of the money market, who startle the world first with a "boom" and then with a "slump?" I tell you that the one man with the one talent will live a happier life and die a more peaceful death and go to a better place than his brilliant but reckless contempor ary. "To another one." The chief work of the people with many talents is to excite wonderment and to startle and electrify the world. What use is there in all that? No use at all. I have not so much interest in the one man out of a million as I have in the million. Get the great masses of the world right and it does not make much difference about what the exceptional people are doing. Have all the people with the one talent en listed for God and righteousness, and lei all those with five or ten talents migrate to the north star or the moon, and this world would get on splendidly. The hard working, industrious classes of America are all right and would give no trouble, hut it is the genius who gives up work and on a big salary goes around to excite dissatisfaction and embroilment, the genius who quits work and steps on the stage or politi cal platform, eats beefsteak and quail on toast and causes the common labor ers, compelled to idleness, to put their hands into empty pockets and eat gristle and gnaw bones. The world would be mightily improved if it could slough off about 5,000 geniuses, for there are more than that on our plan et. Then the man or woman of one talent would take possession of the world and rule it in a common sense and Christian way. There would be less to amaze and startle, but more to give equipoise to church and state and world. "To another one." 1 him the God who filled St. John with doxology when an exile on barren Patmos and the God who has given happiness to thousands of the bank rupted and persecuted, filling them with heavenly riches which were more than the earthly advantages that are wiped out—let that God help them. I If he takes full possession of your na ture, then you will go down the street a benediction to all who see you. and those who are in the tough places of life and are run upon and belied and had their homes destroyed will say: "If that man can be happy. I can be happy. He has been through troubles as big as mine, and he goes down the 'street with a face in every lineament of which there are joy and peace and heaven. What am I groaning about? From the same place that man got his cheerfulness I can get mine. 'Why art thou cast down, O my soul, and why art thou disquieted within me? The Tulent of Persuasion. Is your talent that of persuasion? Make good use of it. We all have it to some extent, yet none of us thinks of it as a talent. But it is the mightiest of talents: Do you know that this one talent will fetch the world back to God? Do you know it is the mightiest talent of the high heav ens? Do you know that it is the one talent chiefly employed by all the angels of God when they descend to our world —the talent of persuasion? Do you real ize that the rough lumber lifted into a cross on the hill back of Jerusalem was in persuasion as well as sacrifice? That is the only, absolutely the only, persuasion that will ever induce the human race to stop its march toward the city of destruction and wheel around and start for the city of light Now may the Lord this moment shoe each one of us that to a greater or less extent we have that one talent of persuasion and impel us to the right use of it. You say you cannot preach a sermon, but cannot you persuade someone to go and hear a sermon? You say you cannot sing, but cannot you persuade some one to go and hear the choir chant on Christmas or Eas ter morning? Send a bunch of flowers to that invalid In the hospital, with a message about the land where the in habitants never say "I am sick." There Is a child of the street. Invite him into the mission school. There is a man who has lost his fortune in speculation. Instead of jeering at his fall go and tell him of riches that never take wings and fly away. Buckle on that one talent of persuasion, O man, O wo man, and you will do a work that heaven will celebrate 10,000 years. The pinal Review. After the resurrection day and all heaven Is mads ve, resurrected bodies joined to ransomed souls, and the gates which were so long open are shut there may be some day when all the redeem ed may pass in review before the great white throne. If so, I think the hosts passing before the King will move in different divisions. With the first divi sion will pass the mighty ones of earth who were as good and useful as they were great. In this division will pass before the throne all the Martin Lu thers, the John Knoxes, the Wesleys, the Richard Cecils, the Miltons, the Chrysostoms, the Herschells, the Len oxes, the George Peabodys, the Abbot Lawrences, and all the consecrated Christian men and women who were, great in literature, In law, in medicine, In philosophy, in commerce. Theli genius never spoiled them. They were as humble 'as they were gifted or opu lent. They were great on earth and now they are great in heaven. Their sur passing and magnificent talents were all used for the world's betterment. As they pass in review before the King on the great white throne to higher and higher rewards, it makes me think of the parable of the talents, "To another ten." I stand and watch the other di visions as they go by, division after di vision, until the largest of all the di visions comes in sight. It is a hundred to one, a thousand to one. ten thousand to one, larger than the other divisions.' It is made up of men who never did anything but support their families and give whatever of their limited means they could spare for the relief of poverty and sickness and the salva tion of the world, mothers who toolq good care of children by example and precept, starting then? on the road to heaven, millions of Sabbath school' teachers who sacrificed «n afternoon's) siesta for the listening class of young) immortals, women who declined the making of homes for themselves that) they might take care of father and! mother in the weaknesses of old age, ministers of the gospel who on nig gardly stipend preached in the back woods meeting houses, souls who for long years did nothing but suffer, yet suffered with so much cheerful pa tience that it became a helpful lesson to all who heard of it those who serv ed God faithfully all their lives and whose name never but once appeared in print and that time in three lines of the death column which some survivor paid for, sailors who perished in the storm while trying to get the life line out to the drowning, persecuted and tried souls who endured without com plaint malignity and abuse, tbose who had only ordinary equipment for body and ordinary endowment of intellect, yet devoted all they had to holy pur poses and spiritual achievement. As I see this, the largest of all the di visions, from all lands and from a'l ages, pass in review before the King on the great white throne I am re minded of the wonderful parable of the talents and more especially of my text, "To another one." COURTESYT OWA"n CHILDREN. Lack of Pollfceiie.i* 1-1 Our Intercourse with Th»»m I* Injurious. Great injury is done not only to the present happiness of children, but to their future character and conduct by lack of politeness in our intercourse with them. Their possessions are their own. How often do we forget that? They are ridiculouos trifles: they are worthless and in our 'way, yet wo have no right to throw them out and burn them without warning or consultation. A sister's or an aunt's gentle persuasion will do much to gain pleasant consent to yielding up the treasures which encumber too much space or are laid down in improper places. A box or basket provided to hold these priceless sticks and stones and once or twice a little pleasant aid in gathering them, and the collector will be gained over to what he sees will surely preserve his property and at the same time the little fellow will have learned respect for other people's property and the proper way to ask leaVe to touch and handle. While mothers are busy with their often overwhelming duties, it often happens that to an elder sister much care of the children who are able to amuse themselves Is given, and here she will have a de lightful chance to help them to ac quire the attractive manner which i3 such a help in future life, and give them practical demonstration of the comfort and joy of a home governed by courtesy to old and young alike.— Ledger Monthly. Medical Examinations of Conscripts. Owing to the prevalence of consump tion in the French army, strict instruc tions relative to the medical examina tions of conscripts are about to be is sued by the war minister, Gen. Andre. It has been discovered that many young fellows, bearing in them the seeds of tuberculosis have been hastily passed for service in regiments by medical officers who were evidently either anxious to get through their WJrk as quickly as possible, or patriotically eager to increase tahe army at all haz ards. In the circular, addressed to the principal medical officers, it Is stated that the parliamentary health commis sion has been justly preoccupied about the ravages made in France by con sumption. After the returns have been received measures will be taken for the purpose of eliminating consump tive men from active service, wherein they are liable to contaminate their healthier and more robust comrades. By these means it is expected that in time the terrible malady of consump tion will be, if not stamped out, at least localized and restricted in its baneful influence.—Chicago Journal. Sectional Preference for Hotels. A lawyer who was looking for a western man in the Broadway hotels on Monday night was advised by the clerk in one of them to go to a certain Fifth avenue hotel for his man. "What makes you think he is there?" asked the lawyer. "Merely because most of the people with money from hi3 part of the country go to that particular •hotel," said the clerk, and the lawyer did find his man there. With the large increase in the number of hotels in this city some, of then have become* known as representing in their pa trons certain parts of this country.—' New York Sun., a. V. arfsi?. The street par system in Manila is inadequate, and it Is the practice to' hire cabs whenever one desires «b any distant* tA tbs dtjr. Ct/M f&A- & Ballington Booth May Surrender to His Father, SEE END OF VOLUNTEERS. ArmV S*^" UI Secretary Haiard Thinks the Toning Man Will Come Back to the Salvation Volunteer! Have Never Been Successful. )gf Cleveland, Ohio, June 4.—After five years of rivalry between the leaders of two great religious movements, the breach between General William Booth, the founder of the Salvation army, and his son, Ballington Booth, who is at the head of the Volunteers of America, may soon be healed. I. D. Hazard, official secretary of the col onization and social settlement branch of the Salvation army, who is now in the city, said: All I can say about the matter at present is that negotiations are being carried on to effect a reconciliation, and the indications are that the un fortunate breach will be speedily healed. Ballington Booth will return to the Salvation army. I know that Ballington Booth has never been sat isfied since he left the Salvation army, and I know that he is anxious to re turn. The Volunteers of America has never been a succcssful organization. Ballington Booth's sympathies are with the Salvation army his friends are In the Salvation army, and his heart Is not in the independent move ment. While at the head of the Sal vation army in the United States his heart was in the work. He was a good and efficient officer, and was loved by all. It was his great attachment tor the United States and for the Salva tion army in this country that caused him to refuse the position at the head of the army iu Canada, and thus led to the rupture between himself and his father. The rules of the Salva tion army apply to all alike. The greatest ofT-cer must obey orders as well as tiie smallest officer. Balling toD Booth bad held his position at the head of the urmy in the United States for twelve years. General Booth thought it v, as right that the most desirable poa in the world should go to some one else among the heads of the Salvation army of the world. He had a daugh -2r and a son-in-law at the head of the work in India, an un desirable posi. It was decided that Commander ooth-Tucker and his wife should b" placed at the head of the army in Canada. It was the order to that effect hat caused the breach between the father and the sou." 1 Dowlje Claims Divine Position. Chicago,' June 4.—John Alexander Dowie, in ^the presence of 6,000 per sons, declared himself to be the "Mes senger of *'he Covenant, come to re store all "I would have de sevfcraj,'*^ars apo thn* -vcr o.i« wj uuit do not deny I am venant. I have take." nied Elijah," iie am not Chr the meBsen.-' taken the Mr«. r.lcKJnlor Is Weaker. Washington, June 4.—Mrs. McKIn ley continues weak. Her condition is not greatly changed from that of yes terday, but each day that elapses without a gain in strength lessens her powers of recuperation. The complaint which came near ending her life in Ban Francisco is still present. Boy Is Kllxl by Krotlier. Poughkeepsie, N. Y., June 4.—Harold Greer, the 8-year-old son of Robert Greer, a well-to-do farmer in Pleasant Valley, was shot through the heart and killed by the accidental discharge of a shotgun in the hands of his brother Walter while the boys were playing war. Walter is 10 years old. BrltUh Soldiera Captar«L Cape Town, June 4.—Thirty-two of Wodehouse's yoemanry had an en gagement with 700 Boers near Dord recht After one of the British had been killed and five wounded the de tachment surrendered. They were sub sequently released. Offers Reward for Ljnchfn. San Francisco, Cal., June 4.—Gov. Gage has offered a reward of $5,000 for conviction of the Modec lynch ers, to be divided as follows: One thousand for each of the ringleaders and $400 for each of others engaged in the lynching. Shot at Sweetheart's Home* St. Joseph, Mo. June 4.—Owen Lo gan, a young stockman of Arkoe, Mo., was fatally shot while calling on Miss Jessie Walker near Maryville by the young woman's father, A. E. Walker, last night. ... •1,000,000 for Nova Scotia Mine*. Albany, June 3.—The American Canadian Mining Company of New York city has been incorporated with a capital of $1,000,000 to develop min ing rights and properties in Nova Scotia. Brflwer Get* Licence to Wed. Washington, D. C., June 3.—Asso ciate Justice Brewer of the United States supreme court visited the city ball and personally obtained a license to wed Miss Emma Mott. Woman Chokes Bulldog to Death* Denver, Colo., June 3.—Mrs. J. U.: Shultz rescued a little girl from the Jaws of an infuriated bulldog by chok ing the canine to death. Hardware House Burned. Qulncy, 111., June 4.—Fire destroyed^ the Tenk Hardware company's build-i Ing and stock, doing damage amount ing to $70,000. Hull of Fame Dedicated. New York, June 1.—The Hall of Fame was formally dedicated In the afternoon, the principal feature of the program being the oration by Senator Chauncey M. Depsw. Iter. Hewe Dwight Hillis otf Brooklyn oil chaplain. Give :. Colwabla, Mo., Jon? I. St Clair •d to til* WfHttM & 11 ii vjy^ 41 '4i & -J jMfs s* ft 'V 4 "sew •'Tv-4 if ••"I if •A )X cm ft «'4