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SYNOPSIS.
Lieutenant Holton is detached from his
command in the navy at the outset of the
Spanish-American war and assigned to
important secret service duty. While din
ing at a Washington hotel he detects a
waiter in the act of robbing a beautiful
young lady. She thanks him for his serv
ice and gives her name as Miss La Tossa.
a Cuban patriot. Later he meets "her at
a ball. A secret service man warns Hol
ton that the girl is a spy. Senor La
Tossa chides his daughter for her failure
to secure important information from
Holton. She leaves for her home hi
Cuba. Holton is ordered to follow her.
They meet on the Tampa train. Miss
La Tossa tells Holton she is a Cuban
spy and expresses doubt regarding the
sincerity of the United States. Holton is
ordered to remain at Tampa to guard the
troop transports. He receives orders to
land Miss La Tossa, who is considered a
dangerous spy, on Cuban soil. At sea
he is overtaken by another warship
which takes Miss La Tossa aboard and
Holton is ordered to return to Tampa.
He saves the transports from destruction
at the hands of dynamiters and reports
to Admiral Sampson for further duty.
Holton is sent to General Garcia’s com
mand in the guise of a newspaper cor
respondent to investigate Cuban plots
against the American troops and to learn
the plans of the Spanish navy. He de
tects a trusted Cuban leader in the work
of fomenting trouble among the Cubans
in the interests of the Spaniards. Holton
is seized by friends of the spy and later
ik ordered executed as a spy. He escapes
and saves the American troops from fall
ing into a Spanish ambush. He learns
from Gen. Garcia that the spy is Joss
Cesnola, one of the most trusted leaders.
Holton takes part in the battle at San
Juan.
CHAPTER X.—Continued.
Presently he came to a street which
presented a vista of a long line of
street lamps. Evidently it led into
the heart of the city. Holton followed
It past stores and houses, until at
length he stood in the patio before the
“palace.” Here there were lights in
all the windows. Evidently the official
machinery wan working overtime. The
lights gave him a sense of comfort,
the doubtful sort of comfort that a
man out in the cold feels when he
looks in at a company gathered about
a genial fire.
Holton's emotions were those of a
pariah. He was an outcast, and more
than that an outcast who would speed
ily feel a hempen rope about his neck
if he were not extremely careful.
Somehow the thought that he was a
spy had slipped his mind for the time
being.
For more than an hour he stumbled
along, leaving the city, crossing the
tracks of the Sabanilla and Maroto
railroad, until he came to a gate
guarded by a thatched lddge. Upon
the walls of the gate were emblazoned
the Spanish coat-of-arms. It was
thrown back, and a soldier stood in
the opening.
“Who comes there?” he asked,
bringing his gun across his chest.
"Cardenas,” cried Holton, giving tie
countersign as he had heard it several
times that night.
He walked forward.
"I have a message from General To
ral for Senor La Tossa. Does he live
here?” he added.
The sentinel threw hi? gun into the
hollow of his arm.
"No,” he replied. “You must walk
up this road two miles. It is the first
estate on your left.”
Holton politely thanked the soldier
and proceeded on his way. His shoes
were caked with mud and his clothing
dragged heavily. And he was both
tired and sleepy. He moved as though
in a dream. He was really not more
than half awake.
And yet he was not aware of the
passage of a great amount of time
when he passed in front of another
thatched lodge, with the dark outlines
of a large house, lying back on the top
of a gentle hill. There was no soldier
at the gate here, and as he walked up
the winding path he could not dis
cover a single light in the great man
sion. At least he could see nothing in
the way of Illumination until he got
quite close, and then through a crevice
in the tightly drawn shades of what
apparently was one of the larger
rooms he made out a tiny gleam. At
least the house was not deserted.
He walked close to the window and
found that the front veranda passed
under it. So he mounted the steps
and, stealing to the window, glued his
eye to the crevice.
He could see a table, and around it
some men in uniform, drinking and
smoking. The figures were, of course,
Indistinct, and although Holton could
catch the sound of their voices, he
could not make out what was being
said.
As he crouched thus under the win
dow-ledge the front door opened, and
a figure passed out and walked to one
RECOGNIZE VALUE OF REST
Energetic Japanese Know Well That
Human Machine Must Have Its
Periods of Relaxation.
The Japanese, whose sturdy frames
have made them among the most val
iant warriors in the world, have a
rest code that it would be well for
the strenuous occidental to follow.
There is a saying in Japan that the
hours of sleep should be graded as
follows: Seven hours for a man,
eight hours for a woman, and nine
hours for a fool. The Japanese, de
spite the increasing standing afforded
their women in the last century, put
them pretty close to the “fool” mark
when they say women should have
eight and one-half hours of sleep.
For the men of Japan the motto is,
“Early to bed and early to rise.” Six
hours of absolute quiet in a darkened
room with windows wide open are
deemed imperative to build up the
stuff of which warriors are made.
The Japanese would certainly have
welcomed with eager joy the bill to
be introduced in the New York legis
end of the long veranda. Here the
man emitted a low whistle, which was
not answered. With a muttered excla
mation, the stranger retraced his
steps, and, walking directly past Hol
ton in the other direction, leaned over
the railing and whistled again.
Holton never afterward knew what
possessed him, but he noticed that the
man had left the front door slightly
ajar. Acting upon quick thought, he
suddenly leaned down, unlaced his
shoes, and then, with a quick glance
at the. fellow still leaning over the
railing and cursing under his breath,
he stole from his position, made for
the open door, and slipped hastily and
noiselessly into the hall.
A light with a deep red shade was
burning here, and the shadows it cast
were heavy. The door of the room in
to which he had been peering was half
open, and across the hall, directly op
posite, was a corresponding room, the
interior of which was not lighted.
Into this apartment, scarcely breath
ing, Holton stole, standing inside the
jamb and listening with strained ears.
Before he could adjust himself to the
sense of what was being said, the man
who had emerged from, the door when
Holton was on the veranda returned
into the hall, closed the door and en
tered the lighted room. He was at
tired in the uniform of a captain in
the navy, and his entrance seemed to
quiet somewhat the ardor of the argu
ment.
“It is agreed, then gentlemen, that
the city cannot long endure a siege?”
The voice was deep and authoritative.
Holton, in an ecstasy of eagerness,
craned his head forward.
“I for one deny it,” was the angry
responsq.
“But aside from you, general,” was
the rejoinder, “we seem unanimous. Do
we not?”
There was a chorus of assent.
Then Hoilton heard a voice that he
recognized; a voice that sent thrills
down his spine and caused him to
loosen his revolver in its holster.
“Shafter’s army alone would not suf
fice. But I know that General Miles
with reinforcements will soon be here,
and I know, also, that while' General
Shatter would prefer to abandon his
present position, he will not do so. I
can inform you, too, that the lines of
our army will not be attacked by
charge on the morrow, and that a long
siege will be entered upon. The Amer
icans are in excellent health, and they
will starve us to submission.”
It was the voice of the waiter of the
New Willard.
“But, Senor Cesnola,” interposed the
first speaker, “you have led us to be
lieve that within a week, at least, your
Cuban rebels will turn upon the Amer
icans.”
“They will when I give the word.”
“Then why not give it?”
“Because the time is not ripe. They
would be wiped out of existence. That
time must come when the fever has
He Glued His Eye to the Crevice.
begun its work and the army is be
ginning to be demoralized. Two —
three —five more days in the trenches
on the hillsides under this hot sun,
will do our work for us.”
“Gentlemen,” went on the first
speaker, “my mind is made up. To
morrow is the 2nd of July. We shall
make, no move then. But I warn you,
if on the morning of July 3 the situa
tion is still unchanged the fleet will
leave Santiago/ harbor. Orders from
lature calling for a one-day rest rule
for all workers, as they advocate that
one day should be given over to ab
solute lelaxation, when even reading
and writing should be refrained from.
A study of so-called Japanese stoic
ism might better be termed Japanese
“repose,” a quality that the nerve
racking rush and worry of our pres
ent-day life fails to produce. Rest, of
the simon-pure variety, as far as hu
man brain and body will allow, is a
stimulation that calls back depleted
energies to the normal, does away
with the furrows of fear of the future
by regret, for the past, and if there Is
anything better than a good night’s
rest to build up and beautify, the pre
scription has yet to be recorded. —
Leslie’s.
No Waiting for Him.
“Yes,” exclaimed the young man,
with a deep drawn sigh, “I’ve finished
my legal education at last!”
“And now,” said the friend, “you’ll
sit down and wait for clients.”
“Not on your life, I won’t!” replied
the new attorney. ‘Tve got a job
promised me in a dry goods store.”
Blanco are getting Imperative. If we
survive the attempt and reach Havana
we shall be safe; it cannot be taken, 1
believe, in a year's siege. Here the
successful storming of our lines means
the end of our navy and the unsuccess
ful close of this war.”
“So this is your decision?” inquired
another voice.
“Those are my orders and they are
final.”
Holton, trembling like a leaf, his
mouth hanging open, drank in the
words as a drowning man drinks in
his last breath of air. He could hard
ly credit his senses.
Here, after a night of aimless
stumbling through the blackness and
through the rain, he had chanced upon
the very place of all places where in
formation most valuable to his coun
try’s success was to be obtained.
The voices had fallen to a hum and,
strain his ears as he would, he could
catch no more than fragmentary sen
tences. Some one went out at the
door, and presently the sound of
horses’ hoofs was heard on the shell
driveway. Three men departed, and
then Holton heard the scraping of
chairs and the rattle of glasses, as
though those that remained were pre
paring to spend some further time in
their present quarters.
Holton having put on his shoes, was
on the point of stealing into the hall
and out by the door when he decided
that this, exposing him as it would to
detection, was not the wise course. So
he turned back into the room, purpos
ing to open a window.
, As his hand touched the catch he
was startled by a sudden blaze of light
and a voice.
“Well, sir, what are you doing
here?”
He turned to confront the young
woman he loved.
CHAPTER XI.
A Close Call.
Holton’s first instinct was to utter
the girl’s name; but flashing second
thought came to his rescue, and he
broke into a volley of Spanish ejacu
lations. 4s he went on she stood re
garding him fixedly, and finally, seeing
a. peculiar expression settle upon her
wonderful face, he paused.
“Mr. Holton!” Her voice was low,
almost guttural.
Holton sprang toward her.
“Miss La Tossa—Ranee!” His voice,
too, was low, quivering with emotion.
She stepped back, and, pointing her
finger at him, repeated with blazing
eyes her first question.
“What are you doing here?” Then
she stopped and looked at him. “Do
you realize what you have done?”
She reached up hastily and extin
guished the lamp she had lighted,
“Mr. Holton,” she continued, as the
young officer stood silently regarding
her, “have you truly no desire to
live ?”
“I was captured in the battle,” re
plied Holton. “I escaped and—and—
“ How—why did you come in here?”
“Because a soldier on the road —I
mean a farmer —a planter—told me
this was your home.”
“And you wish me to hide you?”
“No, I wish to leave.”
“But you cannot.”
“I came in here; I am able to leave.”
“No, you are not,” she whispered.
"General Toral’s and Admiral Cer
vera’s escort are outside now.” She
peered out of the window. “I can see
them.”
Holton looked for himself, and saw
the front of the house lined with
mounted men. He faced her irreso
lutely.
“But I must get away at once,” he
remonstrated. “I cannot stay here."
“Then why did you come here? How
did you get in?”
“I wanted to see you,” replied Hol
ton. "The door was open, and I walked
in.”
She looked at him a moment doubt
fully. Then she shook her head.
“That was not why you came here.
You did not come here to see me.”
“But, nevertheless, I wanted to see
you.”
She went on as though he had not
spoken.
“It is quite clear now.” She was
about to continue, when steps were
heard in the hall and a voice called
her name:
“Ranee! Ranee, my daughter!”,
She pushed Holton into the folds
RULERS OF ISLAND MONARCHY
Long List of Statesmen Who Have
Presided Over the Destinies of
the Great British Empire.
The first prime minister of Eng
lang was William Pitt, 1733, called
to office in the reign of George I.
That sovereign being unable to un
derstand- the English language, his
attendance at cabinet meetings was
useless, and opened the way for the
appearance of a prime minister.
Prime ministers of England In their
order are as follows: William Pitt,
1783; H. Addington, 1801; William
Pitt, 1804; Greenville, 1806; Portland,
1807; S. Perceval, 1807; Liverpool,
1812; G. Canning, 1827; Goderich,
1827; Wellington, 1823; Grey, 1830;
Melbourne, 1894; Sir Robert Peel,
1834; Melbourne, 1835; Sir Robert
Peel, 1841; Lord John Russell, 1846;
Earl of Derby, (late Lord Stanley),
1852; Earl of Aberdeen, 1852; Vis
count Palmerston, 1855; Earl of Der
by, 1858; Viscount Palmerston, 1859;
Earl Russell, 1865; Benjamin Disraeli,
1874; W. E. Gladstone, 1880; Marquis
THE FROSTBURG SPIRIT, FROSTBURG, MD,
}f a Heavy tapesrry by tne cioor, and
:hen looked out into the hall.
“Yes, father. Here 1 am.”
“Oh, yes! I wish you would ask
Maria to prepare a guest-room for
Senor Cesnola. He decides to remain
the night with us.”
“Yes, father,” and with a warning
“S-sh!” Miss La Tossa went out into
the hall and disappeared.
The two men stood near the door,
chatting.
“My daughter,” complained La Tos
sa, “is still very restive. She escaped
from us the day before the battle on
horseback, and was gone the entire
day.” .
“It is just as well,” was the laugh
ing reply. “She will do no harm now,
for, while your daughter counts on the
mine exploding after they have van
quished us, I can assure you that the
fuse will be lighted a great while be
fore that rather visionary event.”
“You told me that young naval offi
cer who was with Garcia had been ex
ecuted,” went on La Tossa. “I am
rather sorry for that. He was a lik
able young man apparently.”
“You need spare your grief,” was
the rejoinder. “When I so informed
you I believed my orders had been car
ried out. But, as it appears, he es
caped.”
“Your orders!” ejaculated La Tossa.
I’And when have you assumed the pre
rogatives of life and death?”
“Spies must assume such preroga
tives occasionally,” was the quiet re
ply. “This young man Holton was in
a position to undo my work. He was
in my way. As a consequence, I
forged Muller’s name to a warrant for
his execution. That fact may wound
your sensibilities; but this is war, pot
child’s play.”
Holton’s eyes fairly glared through
the darkness, and yet, despite his an
ger, he was pleased to know that the
murderous order was the work of a
“Well, Sir, What Are You Doing
Here?”
renegade and that it had not the sanc
tion of authority.
“Well, I must say I am glad he was
not executed,” remarked La Tossa.
“My daughter”-—His voice sank low—
“is, I believe, very fond of him.”
“And you approve?”
“Oh, it has not gone so far as that!
But I do know thatiin some way her
little secret amour has exerted upon
her a repressing influence, has caused
her to mope and to brood —in other
words, to curb activities which for
merly caused me much worry.”
Miss La Tossa appeared at the mo
ment, and the two men rejoined their
comrades 4n the opposite room.
“Are you here?” she whispered.
“Yes.” Holton stepped before her.
“Now listen, Miss La Tossa, I have
something I wish to tell you. When I
met you before I was unable to reas
sure your fears as to your country.
Now I am. I have spent seven days
among the leaders of our army, and I
know their intentions. I wish to as
sure you as a man of honor that as
soon as Santiago is taken, as soon as
the city and the province are utterly
rid of the Spaniards, and as soon as
order is restored here, our troops are
going to withdraw.”
“Is this true?” she whispered tense
ly.
“It is true, and more. I heard Ad
miral Sampson and several high army
officers assure General Garcia that as
soon as practicable the Americans
would withdraw, leaving him, General
Garcia, as governor of the province.
Now, there is no doubt of this at aJL
I have heard it with my own ears —”
He paused and held out his hand. “Are
we friends?” he added.
She met his hand impulsively.
“Yes, a thousand times, and God
bless you Americans!”
Holton drew her fingers to his lips
and kissed them. As he bent thus a
figure darkened the doorway and a
sneering voice, broke the silence.
“A very charming picture, indeed!”
Holton swung around quickly, and
before him, his face writhing with a
saturnine grin, stood Cesnola. Hol
ton’s hand flew to his revolver, but the
face and a significant flash of steel
on a line with the man’s waist gave
him pause.
(TO BE CONTINUED.)
of Salisbury, 1885; W. E. Gladstone
1886; Marquis of Salisbury, 1892; W.
E. Gladstone, 1804; Earl of Roseberry,
1895; Marquis of Salisbury, 1895, to
July 11, 1902, the last premier of the
Victorian era. The Marquis of Salis
bury was premier on the accession
of the late King Edward VII. to the
throne. On the death of Lord Salis
bury, Mr. A. J. Balfour succeeded to
the prime ministry. On defeat of the
Balfour ministry in 1905,- he was suc
ceeded by Sir Henry Campbell-Ban
nerman, who died in 1908, and was
succeeded by the present premier, the
Right Honorable H. H. Asquith.
Risks Life to Save a Bird.
After Policeman Michael Ryan had
taken Mrs. Anna Baker from her
burning apartment on the fourth floor
of No. 6 St. Nicholas terrace, she im
plored him to. save her canary bird.
He returned to the apartment and
brought down the bird in its cage.
When the fire was discovered Ryan
broke down a door and found Mrs.
Baker so hysterical that she was un
able to get out of the apartment her
self. —New York Herald.
Prevailing Styles in the New Shoes.
EVERY season finds women more
exacting in the matter of foot
wear. Shoes and stockings must be
faultless for the well dressed and up
to-date member of modern society,
whether she be a devotee of fashion,
or engaged In business or simply de
voting her time to the business of be
ing a woman.
The styles now prevailing and those
Just preceding them have brought the
fact into prominence. It is not the
fashion to conceal them, but to clothe
them daintily and set the flimsiest of
draperies about them. Lace and chif
fon petticoat, slashed skirts and in
hanging draperies all bespeak atten
tion to fine footwear.
For general wear a neat looking, in
conspicuous shoe all of leather, or of
leather and cloth, should be chosen.
Perfect fit and neat finish are the
matters of importance for shoes to be
worn for shopping, traveling and gen
eral utility. Two pairs are more econ
omical than one, if such shoes are
Worn every day, and one should alter
nate them. They are easily kept in
commission in this way. One pair
dressed and on the shoe tree stands
always in readiness. Properly cleaned
and aired and polished, they will pay
for the attention with long service.
For dressier wear in the winter
there is the shoe with patent calf
vamp and brocaded silk top in black.
This is an elegant shoe with any visit
ing or dinner gown except the most
brilliant of opera or ball gowns. The
same vamp with plain black cloth top
puts the shoe in another class where
COIFFURE AND
HAIR ORNAMENT
MOST EFFECTIVE
rHE very attractive and becoming
coiffure pictured here belongs to the
class described as the “Casque” coif
fure. All the hair is waved and
combed to the nape of the neck and
the crown of the at the back.
There is the shallowest of parts at the
front with the hair at each side
brought down over the ears, wholly
concealing them.
To make this hairdress the hair
must be parted off all around the
crown of the head, and waved. That
Which is left on the crown is to be
laid in a flat coil at the back and pin
ned down securely. All the remainder
(except the lock left at the middle of
the forehead) is to be drawn loosely
back to the coil and over it. The
hair at the nape of the neck is first
brought up and the ends tucked under
the coil or pinned around it. The ends
of the front and side hair are then,
disposed of in the same way.
Then the lock at the middle of the
forehead is parted and brought down
at each side over the ears to the nape
of the neck. The ends (the lock be
ing light) are tucked under the waved
hair covering the coil and pinned intd
place with invisible pins.
A light fringe of hair curled in flat,
short ringlets, is cut across the fore
head in a line more or less curved or
straight, as best becomes the wearer.
These ringlets must be flattened to
the head to preserve the correct lines
in this coiffure. This may be done by
tying them down with a light veil for
a few minutes.
The coiffure is finished with an or
namented band and single, curling
spray of Paradise. The band in this
costume is made of fiat jade beads
matching those worn with the cos
tume about the neck. But there are
innumerable bands, those of black
gauze or velvet and rhinestones being
among the most effective.
The costume worn by the handsome
brunette is of black velvet and silver
embroidered net, with a skirt which
appears to wrap about the figure, ter
minating in a high waist line. The
rather scanty bodice is made of white
chiffon,. With a drapery of gossa
it is appropriate for the demi-toilet or
the tailor-made.
Elegant and more showy shoes are
shown with patent vamp and gray
buckskin top, and others with patent
vamp and tops in shepherd check or
in cloth or suede leather matching a
gown in color. These made-to-match
shoes are effective, but not essential
to a proper shoe outfitting for the av
erage woman.
For evening dress there is a variety
in slippers to choose from. Black satin
with a French heel is a great favorite.
The range of ornamentation for the
toes of evening slippers is quite wide
also.
In black or bronze there is the
strapped slipper with bead embroid
ery. It is a graceful shoe and a fine
choice for those who need only one
pair of slippers with which to look the
season’s full dress occasions in the
face. It is dressy enough for any
wear.
The price of good shoes has ad
vanced because the materials of which
they are made cost more than they
have heretofore. T*here is no economy
in buying cheap shoes. The expendi
ture at the end of a year will be
greater if one keeps the feet respecta
bly clothed, if cheap shoes are bought
than if the better grades are worn. If
one must economize let it be in some
other direction and not in the matter
of footwear. Quality cannot be sacri
ficed here without of a certainty in
volving both economy and comfort in
the end.
JULIA 60TT0MLEY.
mer lace it would be much prettier
and more in keeping with American
ideas of modesty, which criticism is
made without apologies to the great
designer, who, with .such wonderful
fabrics to work with, yet missed the
final finishing touch by placing a glori
ous skirt with an insignificant waist
on so splendid a model.
The coiffure suits the style of the
wearer and her costume. It is one of
those that almost any one will find
becoming, except women with very
thin faces and necks. For them
there are other designs which soften
or conceal their defects.
JULIA BOTTOMLEY.
Slashed Petticoat.
We have had the “tango” gown;
now has descended upon us the “tan
go” petticoat. This latest addition to
the wardrobe of the fashionable wo
man is made of but two pieces, with
seams in the side, which, needless to
say, are open to a point just above the
knee. The front and back breadths of
the petticoat are scalloped, sloping
gradually up to the joining of the
seams at the knee. The garment in
this instance is edged with a plaited
ruffle of the silk of which the skirt is
made, but lace of almost any kind
would be nearly as effective. To regu
late the height of the skirt slashes on
each side of the openings there have
been sewn crocheted rings, through
which a lacing of ribbon is passed.
Trying.
The recipe'of a doctor for those who
have* suffered from blotchy complex
ions and fatigue is worth trying. For
two months, he advises, eat nothing
whatever for breakfast but fruit.
Do not eat again until luncheon,
when you return to your ordinary fara,
No tea, coffee or cocoa is permitted.
For heavy and obese women the
latest idea is that they should eat
very little of ordinary food, but sub
sist only on boiled fish, cold meat and
toast and of that sparingly, but of let
tuce as often and as much as they
like. If they can bear it, their break
fast and supper should be of lettuct
and lettuce alone.
All Shades of Gray.
Gray in all possible shades is one of
the colors of the season. Pearl gray
is being most successfully combined
with white velvet and ermine for real
ly rich tea gowns; and a deep shade
of smoke gray is being very much used
for mantles in conjunction with bands
of smoke gray fox. All shades of rich
blue are in demand in such materials
as velours de laine and liberty cash
mere. Costumes in these materials are
trimmed with bands of sable or of
black fox, and the craze of the moment
seems to be for Chinese embroideries
of the finest description.
To Clean Silver.
Put a quarter of a pound of sal soda
into a gallon of water. Place on stove
and let it come to a boil. While it is
boiling put in piece of sliverware one
by one. Take out quickly and wash
in soap suds. Dry with a soft clean
cloth. This will remove all discolora
tion and the silverware will look as If
it were new, it will be so bright. It
takes about a quarter of the time
used in polishing with silver polish.
PEI! IE TIFF
Ask Yourself What Has the
Country Gained.
New Measure Can Not Reduce the
Cost of Living to Any Appreciable
Extent, as the Voters Are
Soon to Discover.
It does look as though the framera
of the Democratic tariff were penny
wise and pound foolish. They give
up substantial protection for domes
tic manufacturer's; they place the
labor of the shops of this country in
competition with that of the cheap
labor of Europe to a definite -degree
at least; to offset the reduction of
revenues they secure the passage of
an income tax that places taxation
upon the footing of war emergency.
In return the Democrats gain' for
the people the reduction of 66 cents
per capita upon the cost of living.
By a simple arithmetic calculation it
Is proven that estimated annual sav
ing upon items upon which reduction
was made, including the $53,000,000
when sugar becomes free, totals for
the people $66,409,465 as the amount
to be distributed among a 100,000,000
population, to the credit of lowered
cost of living. This makes per capita,
as has been said, about 66 cents.
Hence the penny saving tariff of
the Democrats cannot do much to
ward reducing the cost of living. On
the other hand, it has opened the
way for fresh pooling with an inter
national reach and with the effect
that a number of articles have al
ready advanced in price. Certainly
one needs only to scan the price lists
of imported clothing to see that the
greatly cut wool item has not done
anything toward creating effective
competition.
Chickens Unhatched.
Presiaent Wilson has been counting
some chickens before they were
hatched. But who can blame him
when he has his heart set upon get
ting the currency bill through this
session. His conference with the
finance committee of the senate, in
cluding its Republican members, and
his grooming of other Republican sen
ators with the, camelshair brush of
his soft speech and sunny ideals, has
done some good for his end, but It
has not done what he has fondly
hoped.
No one but the president is inclined
to believe the currency bill will be
come a law by the end of November.
It may yet have to be a present from
Santa Claus if it is to go through
this year at all. The country needs
currency reform, but it does not need
haste in the passage of a currency
bill. The country needs righting of
the manifest defects of the present
system, but it does not need fleeing
to' evils that are worse than those
sought to be rid of. It is not a ques
tion of what the country needs as one
of what it would be getting.
As long as Mr. Wilson speaks of
the country’s needs of currency re
form he will find indorsement of his
sentiments. When he speaks of the
country getting such reforms as the
administration bill offers he will have
to look farther than November for
indorsement by the passage of such
a measure.
Protest From the East.
Has not the United States treasury
anticipated congress by substituting
the banking methods of the Glass bill
for existing law, and proclaiming the
fact in defense of Its unlawful and
unheard of policy in taking $50,000,000
pledged to the payment of current lia
bilities and depositing it in southern
and western banks? Are they not
arraigning the treasury statement
from day to day to cover up the fact
that by no system of bookkeeping can
It be made to appear that treasury
funds are both an asset and a liabil
ity? The eastern banks are excluded
from the distribution by adopting a
new rule to the effect that no banks
loaning money for speculation are en
titled to participate, notwithstanding
the legality of such loans, and the fur
ther fact that some of the banks in
question are carrying government de
posits.—New. York Times.
His Finger of Scorn Unclean.
Ex-Judge Alton B. Parker, Tam
many’s chief lawyer in the Albany im
peachment proceedings, denounced
Sulzer for accepting secret campaign
funds from “his brewery friends.” It
may be recalled that when ex-Judge
Parker ran for president in 1904 Thom
as F. Ryan contributed $450,000 to his
campaign fund, and it was kept a
secret until last year when the fact
leaked out during the congressional
investigation.
His Last Words.
If Theodore Roosevelt does not re
turn alive from South America, let
historians remember that his last
words on leaving New York were:
"Bill Barnes is a liar.” —Cincinnati
Inquirer.
Will Be Interesting.
Says Mr. Bryan In his Commoner:-
“Well, the income tax, aside from
serving other useful purposes, will
enable constituents to find out the in
comes of their public servants. They
can then inquire, ‘Where do they
come from?’ ” We shall enjoy seeing
Mr. Bryan’s returns to the income
tax collector. That SIO,OOO that he
has laid away annually for IT years
ought to amount to something nice by
this time, notwithstanding the drag
of his $12,000 income as secretary of
state.
Administration Compliments.
Secretary Bryan says President Wil
son is the greatest intellectual force
ever in the White House. The presi
dent can respond to this generous
compliment by declaring that Mr.
Bryan is the greatest interlectural
force ever in the department of state.
—Houston Post.
The G. O. P. extends a welcome to
all its wandering warriors, and no
questions asked, but the Boss Wreck
er is not eligible to command the re
united forces.