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(From the Literary Digest.) "This is not an inaugural," said Mr. Marconi on October 17, after messages amounting to 10,000 words had been sent back and forth across the Atlantic by the system of wireless telegraphy, of which he is the inventor; and he went on to remind the in terviewer that the real opening took place two years ago, when wireless telegrams—or aerograms, as the London dispatches call them—were exchanged by his system between the President and the King. The Transatlantic service, however, was not opened for commercial purposes until the middle of this month, the interim being devoted by Mr. Marconi princi pally to the perfecting of a more sensitive receiver. So well has he succeeded, apparently, that during the transmission of 10,000 words on the 17th not one word had to be repeated. The service now opened is between Port Morien, Glace Bay, Nova Scotia, and Clifden, County Galway, Ireland. The press rate is at present 5 cents a word, the commer cial rate 10 cents, cable has been laid," remarks the New York Ameri can, "and it may be that the day is not far off when from a single great Marconi central station some thing like a world-wide telephone system will ra diate, uniting the uttermost ends of the earth in one great network of mysterious waves, striking and really very important fact in connec tion with the opening of the Marconi system to commercial messages, says the New York Times, is the great reduction in their cost as compared with the cable rates that have so long prevailed. To Probably the last long-distance The quote further: • "For years there has been no advance in the utility of the cables, as measured by lower rates. To all appearances they were as incapable of im provement as the Martian canals, and were man aged with about as much reference to the needs and wishes of the population of the earth. There had been earlier in their history a notable series of reductions, from $5 a word to 75 cents. At one time rivalry for a while brought the commercial charge to 10 cents a word. But with the adjust ment of contending interests, the rate went up to 25 cents a word, and has remained there for nearly a score of years." A dispatch from Glace Bay to the New York Sun, describing the first day's operations, says in part : "Just as the party arrived the wires began to crack and from inside the building great tongues of flame about a foot in length began to dart. These separated into dot-and-dash intervals and a noise like deep bass organ notes fell on the ear. The wires fairly hummed, so great was the potentiality. The flames were of a white-bluish color.. "The key was the ordinary Morse kind and the Continental code was used. The receiving is done by means of a telephone receiver, which the operator places on his head." were Happy Bedtimes. (By Syevia, in Good Housekeeping.) Do not reprimand or punish the children late in the day; never just before bedtime! Send them off to their beds happy. Commend them for the good they have done, forgetting, for the time at least, anything that has been remiss in their conduct. Tell them a story when there is time—there should al ways be time—and let it be a bright cheerful one. Kiss and tuck them in, leaving them happy, to the sweet repose that is the inalienable right of child hood. If you ever heard a little child sighing and sob bing in its sleep, you should never, never chide or punish one again just before bedtime. Take any other time than that. Seal their closing eyelids with a kiss and a blessing. The time will come all too soon, when they will lay their heads upon their Let them, then, at least have pillows, lacking both, the memory of a happy childhood, of which no future sorrow or trouble can rob them. I well remember being reprimanded by my mother several occasions, for some misdemeanor com mitted early in the day, and being told to think over conduct, with the promise that at bedtime she on my I did think it over, you would "settle with me. may be sure, over and over again. The day seemed interminable. I passed it with a heavy heart, unable to join in the merry-making of my playmates be cause of the impending "settlement, of it hung over me like a pall, obscuring the bright and beauty of what might otherwise have been The thought ness a happy day. Sometimes I tried to be unusually obedient and good in the vain hope that the offense might be condoned. How I hoped she would forget ! But did she? Never! The "settlement" was as sure to come as the sun was to set. The punish ment was duly administered; conscientiously, I do not doubt, for my mother was old-fashioned enough to accept Solomon's injunction literally, and lest a child be spoiled, spared not the rod. Many a time I went sobbing off to sleep—a troubled sleep where orgies, gnomes and bad stepmothers vied with one another in their attempts to torture and make me miserable. She meant it for my good ; but as I see it today, she was wofully ignorant, sadly misguided, or may be a little of both. Patrick Henry's Oration. (Lyndon Orr, in Munsey's.) The most overwhelming of Patrick Henry's great orations is that which he pronounced before the con vention which met in St. John's church at Richmond, March 23, 1775. Already the mutterings of war were so distinct that Henry, instead of concealing the facts, declared that war was even then on foot. "We must fight !" he said. "An appeal to arms and to the God of hosts is all that is left us !" Curiously enough, even of this oration there is no authentic record. Certain sentences, certain stirring phrases, were remembered by many who were there ; but the speech as we have it is almost surely a restor ation by William Wirt, himself an eloquent and bril liant orator. He supplied the gaps in what his in formants repeated to him, piecing out their recollec tions with his own vivid fancy. But the spirit of Henry flames all through it, and to Henry may be safely ascribed such burning sentences as these : "I have but one lamp by which my feet are guided, and that is the lamp of experience. I know of no way of judging the future but by the past." "Three millions of people, armed in the holy cause of liberty, and in such a country as that which we possess, are invincible by any force which our enemy can send against us." "Gentlemen may cry peace, peace, but there is no I» peace' "Is life so dear or peace so sweet, as to be pur chased at the price of chains and slavery? Forbid it, Almighty God ! I know not what course others may take; but as for me, give me liberty or give me death !" As in the case of all orators of the very first rank, the physical impression made by Henry was as strong as the intellectual. There exists a description of his appearance while delivering this last great speech— a description that came from one who was present at the time. It tells how, when Henry rose and claimed the floor, there was an "unearthly fire burn ing in his eyes. He commenced somewhat calmly, but his smothered excitement began more and more to play upon his features and thrill in the tone of his voice. The tendons of his neck stood out white and rigid like whipcords. * * * Finally, his pale face and glaring eyes became terrible to look upon." The witness of the scene who gave this vivid picture said that he himself "felt sick with excitement." When the orator had finished his speech, "it seemed as if a word from him would have led to any wild explosion of violence. Men looked beside them selves." What is the matter After a Political Meeting: with you? You didn't open your mouth the whole time." "On the contrary, I yawned every time you got up to speak."—Trefnis. Max—Hullo, Gustav, you look bad. Whats up? Gustav—Working from morning till night is no joke. Max—I should think not. How long have you been at it? Gustav—I begin tomorrow morning.—Ulk. Passer-by (to beggar)—I have given you five pfennigs; you might at least say thank you. Beggar—What? Me, a deaf and dumb man and begin to speak for a paltry five pfennigs ?— Lustige Blatter. Wife—I really must have a new frock; autumn is coming on, you know. Husband—Well, where's the money to pay for it? Wife—Oh, you needn't worry about that; the dressmaker has promised to let me have an account. —Meggendorfer Blatter. Village Priest—What, Muller, are you going to get a divorce from your wife? You will be the first in the parish to separate. 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