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WATERBURY EVENING DEMOCRAT. FRIDAY, APRIL 22, 1901
We R Splendidly equipped to satisfy the needs of little men of all ages 3 TO 17 YEARS. Boys' and Children's Clothing in all styles and quality. We sell good clothing at low prices. Good Knee pant Suits at $1.95, 2:45 and 2.95. Finer ones at $3.95 and $5.00, best in city at those prices. Don 9 1 Forget Where to Get Bats Long Trouser Suits, $4, 5, 6 and 7.50 (14 to 20 years.) , Handsome lines of Blouse Waists, 50c, 75c and 95c R. R. HARDER CO 105 BANK STREET. What Uniyersity Freedom Means ' By ANDREW S. DRAPER. Commissioner of Education of New York State EEHAPS the most gratifying development in recent university administration is a more RATIONAL man agement of students. The one thing every one in a uni versity demands is freedom. There can be no sound ad ministration without administrative freedom. . Student freedom is VITAL to normal and healthful student growth. Admin istrative freedom does not include the right to be unjust. Teaching freedom does not cover the privilege of talking to the public more than to the students, and, on top of that TO INSIST ON TALK ING LIKE A FOOL. Nor does the student mean that one may go to the dogs without let or hindrance. ' . ' All university freedom is to be exercised sanely and with good purposes, or the place must cease to be a university. The lines in .American universities are setting for CHARACTER quite as much as for scholarship. German university ideals are being re pudiated, as must be the case in this country. A student who hazes his fellow or goes to excess over an athletic victory DESERVES discipline for it, but a trustee who demands a place for his son, a president whose favor turns upon favoritism or prejudice, and a teacher who runs to the newspapers for notoriety, or scoffs at things many people revere, is entitled to NOTHING SHORT OF A IFIGHT. ' " V HY J Japan Is Tighting the United States' Battle : ' bV POULTNEY BIGE LOW, "Author and Traveler TT A ...U L. A OTT t mm J.- T L-j.x-l-- Ij suouiu. ue .cvu 1 1 rv ivi rtu xo ibt, uapan ngni our oaiue. xfl I e have ne bulk of trade in the affected territory. we nave Deen Dacjang down Dei ore -tvussia just as Jing land has done, and JAPAN IS FIGHTING THE BATTLE for American trade: , Next to the American consuls nothing has done so much damage to American trade there as the Russian occupation of Manchuria. Russia has never conducted a really FIRST CLASS campaign. Ve are the only nation that has ever conducted so "brilliant a cam paign as the Spanish-American war, in which we brought back the whole army as heroes EXCEPT THE REGULAR ARMY. But for God's providence the rough riders would have been chewed up at Santiago, had it not been for these UNTHOUGHT OF regulars, who crowded around them on the hill. AS" AVfcgelable Preparationfor As slmilatlng foeFoodandBegula ting the S toinacls andBowels of: Promotes DigeationJCheerfur ness and Rest. Con tains neither Ctaum,Morphine nor Mineral. Not Harc otic Alx.Smtut A perfect Remedy for Constipa Tion, Sour Stotnach.DiarrJhoea Worms Convulsions .Feverish ness and Loss of Sleep. Facsimile Signature of , NEW YORK. l! PiACT COPY OF WRABfiSR. 1 For Infants and Children. The Kind You Have Always Bought Sears the Signature of AA : W . n Use or Over Thirty Years 15) H7 fl frxVT? i m i TMI 0mMIM (OIMNT. NCW TONR CITY, MARRIAGE BY PROXY A GENUINE CASE OF HEARTS ACROSS THE "FONI SEA." Cupid Defies Atlantic and Joins De voted CoupleGirl Wins Husband : in Candy Box School Girl ' j Romance. Cupid's latest achievement was the uniting of two fond hearts, although the broad Atlantic rolled between the lovers. , Berend Polak, of New York went to the pier last week and welcomec a bride to whom he had been married a month before by proxy. As soon as the gangplank had. been lowered one of the first to trip gayTy down, to the dock was Mrs. Polak, whe was Miss Wilhelmina Courlander, who, perceiving her anxiously awaiting hus band in the large throng, by means of a previously arranged signal code of hand kerchiefs, rushed joyously to him. . Aft er a tender exchange of greetings the couple left the pier in a cab. A small party of their relatives and Intimate friends were assembled in a restaurant up town, and congratulations were extended to the newly - wedded pair. -- . , - . . When the luncheon was finished, the little party disbanded, and Mr. .Polak escorted his wife to a cozy home in East One Hundred and Nineteenth street, which the young husband had managed to furnish and have in readiness for the reception of his bride when she had com pleted her long journey of over 3,00C miles.'1 i . :. Their romance began in Holland when they were children. Together they at tended the same school. When Berend Polak grew toward manhood he kissed Wilhelmina good-by and came to Amer ica to make a fortune and a home. Saving every cent and dollar possible, young Polak had sufficient money to en able him to marry. When he was ready to arrange for the ceremony he and his wife to be decided that a most appro priate climax to their romantic court chip would be a wedding out of the ordi nary. Dozens of letters passed between them, in which it was agreed that the marriage should take place by proxy. The day when this strange marriage was to take place was specified In the contracts, and on that day, at a; partic ular time, each of the couple had to at tend church, accompanied by witnesses WHEN THE JOKE'S ON US. We can get a lot of giggle from th cares of other folk; We "can pluck a lot of pleasure from our own delightful jokes; We can laugh to beat the mischief when the other fellow slips On a fr&sh banana peeling, as adown the street he trips; We can smile a smile of rapture at a fel low creature's muss, ut it's quite another story when the Joke's on . us. We can scheme and plot to humble some poor chap we think isi proud, And we're glad when he's the victim of ' the cackle of the crowd; We will play1 the blooming joker when the ether fellow's It And will gurgl o'r his trouble till we nearly have a fit; But we're southbound in a minute and pre pared to start a fuss When Uie victim turns the tables and the . Joke's on i .- . ; ': ' . - . us.' We will never reach perfection In thin tricky human game Till a joke on t'oier fellow or on us Is all the same . , ' Till we laugh as long and loudly at our own, discomfiture As we do when some one else has held the bag of snipes to lure; We'll be failures just as Ions as we pro ceed to rave and cuss When the other fellow's laughing and the - Joke's . on r " , '. . . us. . Baltimore American. H-I-H"H"I"I"I"I"I"t"l"r A "CASE OF I TVS? TTNV ? By ATHOL HOLLOWAY ? 'y)H(: HEROINE OF BONBON ROMANCE. where the marriage ceremony was gone through. ;: ;t..T....i..:..i.,-I"I"I"I"H"H',H'',,H' HEAVY shower of rain had left A JJ me stranded in the ancient and sleepy city of Elchester. The country roads, bad enough at the best of times, were so sloppy as to put bicycling out of the question. I knew nobody in the town and, as here ' is, only one place i of Interest the cathedral I went there. In doing this I believed I was spend ing an idle hour. As a m&tter of fact, I was unconsciously fulfilling the ob ject for. which I was probably brought into the world. . , The building appeared tb be empty, and I amused myself -reading the tablets that recorded the" lives of worthy people 'who existed : genera tions ago. I found thorn interesting, for my own name happens to be Clut- ton, and, though I have never troubled , myself about family "trees," I knew that we came from the west of Eng land.' " In other words, the knights, and "Yes; but I am afraid i that will never happen now," she said, with a little sigh. "Nobody knows what has become of the Cluttons, and the Clar ences are nearly extinct." "It appears to me"," I said, "that you are superstitious about the country legends." , , x "I am afraid I am," she said, laugn- Ing, "because so many hava come true. But this one never will." "Why not?" "Because," she eaid, "I happen to be the last of the Clarences. I was named Dorothy, after the lady who died of a broken heart." ' "Are you a Miss Clarence?" I asked. "But I am afraid I can't help those unfortunate Cluttons," she went on, "because I don't know a one." At this, I am afraid, I winked at the broken-nosed monument of Sir Francis.- ". '' .-I .-' V ' ' "Besides," she continutd, "even if I did, I couldn't give them back their property, because I haven't any money." : . By this time my rough drawing was finished, and she was kind enough to say it was clever. "May I keep it?" she asked. "I should like to paste it in my scrap book." V.. - . "By all means. Would you like me to sign my name?" ? "Yes, please, and put the date." I did as she told me, signing myself' "Richard Clutton." When ; she saw what I had written she went pale with astonishment. "Are you really descended from those old monuments?" she said. -V ' "Not from the monuments," I an swered; "but I believe I am descended from that . unfeeling brute who broke Miss Dorothy Clarence's heart." Then she tu rned scarlet at o some thought which struck her and looked uncomfortable. But I could not resist the opportunity of teasing her. ( "There is no doubt that you will have to marry me," 'I said,' "and so restore the Cluttons to their former glory.",. '-,v. "I don't see that," she said.' "I I don't believe in those old legends." "I thought you said you did." . "Yes, I believe in some of them, but not this one. Besides, I am not going to marry any one." By this time she had quite recovered Her equanimity, and was prepared to treat the matter as a joke. ;. "It seems hard lines that I should be obliged to fall in love with you," she said, with a mischievous gleam in her eyes. "I am afraid you are not my ideal." "Perhaps not," I admitted. "But, then, Dorothy, people never , marry their ideals." " Many thanks for your help with the SMurdayS oeci PREE: $2.00 worth, 20 green trading stamps witn 3 lbs Milk Cracers25c. $2.00 worth, 20 green trading stamps with Sugar. 60c. ' $8.00 worth, 80 green trading stamps with 1 bottle Port or Sherry Wine, 50c $3.00 worth, 30 green trading stampr with 2 cans Baked Beans, 25c $1.00 worth, 10 green trading stamps with 1 package Ready Bits, -15c $3.00 worth, 30 green trading stamps with 1 lb Best Butter, 3(fc ; $1.00 worth, 10 green trading stamps with 1 cake of Sconring Soap, 8s ' $2.00 worth, 20 green trading stamps with 1 pkg. Swift's Wash A Powder, 20c :: 'v.t'-'--: ;';::';'" r $1,00 worth, 10 green trading stamps with I dor Fesn Eggs, 2?c $1,00 worth, 30 green trading stamps with 3 cans Con. I0k 80c The Union Supply Go 118 South Main St Tel. 711,4. were in all probability my ancestors, j sketch. ;It is time for me to go. I wish that thev had had the foresight t She packed up her drawing mate to. leave maome of tiieir property. Wandering through the cloisters, I came across a living picture of much greater interest and beauty than the images of stone and iron lying around me. .. It was a young lady, who was sketch- 80 easily. v . . . ine a corner of the building, and mak-: "You will let me see you home, at tner a. fmntif attfmnt tn Hn inaticft to any rate?" I Said rials; but I noticed she did not offer to return my sketch, in spite of her indignation. She packed it away in her portfolio. However, that may have been an accident. - But I was not going to let her escape khink not,".,.she answered. live a long way off. J the WoncLerfnl ajcjjes and,. quaint win COWS. ' ' . In order to get a peep at her face, I "So much the better; we can discuss made a pretense of examining a monu- family legends and other things." ment close at hand. It was erected to 1 "Besides, I am well known. If I am the memory of "SIP Francis Clutton,' seen walking through the streets of 1153-1201." His lejjs were crossed at Elchester with a stranger everybody the knees, which signified he had fought in three crusades; and had it not been that, some barbarous visitor had , broken oft the gentleman's nose,, he would have made a' most imposing i will want to know who you are. "You will, of course, explain that my name Is Clutton, and they1 will grasp the situation at once.' '; She bit her lip with vexation. 'feu. !1 Httl Stories of romances growing" out of notes sent in bottles and cigar boxes have been told and printed numerously lately, but it has remained for a York (Pa.) candy factory girl to select a more appropriate vehicle for opening corre spondence with the man who now de clares he is her affinity. ,She is Miss Daisy Armpriester, who sent her message in a box of confections known as "Sweetheart Kisses." It was in the midst of the busy sea son at the factory at York preceding the Christmas holidays, that Miss Arm priester, in a spirit of fun, wrote her name and address upon a card.-with the request that if the finder be a gentleman to make himself known to her by letter..- ; ' ' V She placed the card in the box, which., as it now develops, found its way to Grand Forks, B. C, where the missive, nestling among the sweets, fell into the hands of Aaron Sweezy, a prosperous bachelor, 28 years old. ' A great many letters have since passed between the two, and Sweezey proposed marriage, and in his last letter expressed his intention of coming to York to visit the girl who puts the final touches to "Sweetheart Kisses." . If there be no parental objections Miss Armpriester is but 18 years old the romance which had its beginning in the candy factory, may yet end at the altar.-, One forenoon Mr." and Mrs. Van Wag enen, of Fulton, N. Y., received a tele gram from their daughter, who was at boarding school in New York. It read: "I am coming home with my hus band." , ; That same evening the doorbell rang, and the parents, who had not yet -re- covered from the surprise of the tele gram opened the door to their daugh ter, who brought in a young man, whom she introduced as "my husband, Mr. Hatch." 'The parents had to submit, but theii relief was unbounded when they dis covered their daughter had married Ed ward F. Hatch, son of Justice Hatch, of the New York appellate court, and prom inent in Syracuse social circles. . Many Jews Are , Tailors. More than ten per cent, of all Jewish Immigrants are tailors. Coincidence. Old Gentleman (suddenly turning about) I could almost swear your hand was in my pocket. . Questionable Character And I could almost swear that I did have it there. Queer coincidence, isn't it, that both of us" should be the victim of the same de lusion? Boston Transcript. figure. I tool? the liberty of standing for. a moment by her side to see her work. "If you will excuse my saying so," I , ventured, "you have drawn that arch wrong. It is out of perspective.". ,. -"I know it is," she answered, with a .little moue. -"But can't get it right. Areyou!" im-rartist.tV ,V. -.W. "Not exactly,"-1 said. "But I know something of architectural drawing." "I wish you would show me how to get the wretched thing In so that it doesn't seem to be standing on -one leg.".. "With pleasure!" I took her place on the camp stool, and, on another piece of paper, made a rough 'drawing Of the comer which had puzzled her. "What a number of people of . the name o Ciuttoxi are buried here!" I said, by way of opening the conversa tion. - ' . "Oh, yes; they used to be a great family in the days gone by," she said. "Henry VIII., took them away when he was reforming the church. The Cluttons, didn't change their religion fast enough. Edgar Clutton was the last of them. But he deserved to be punished,"., she added. "He did a shabby thing." ' . "What was that?" I inquired. "He was betrothed to his cousin, Dorothy Clarence, and jilted her." . "And what became of . Mistress Dorothy Clarence?" '' V ! v ; "She went into a convent. They say she died of a broken heart, and soon afterward Sir Edgar was executed for high treason." "A severe punishment!" I suggested. "Not at all!" she said, warmly. "He was a mean wretch to behave ; as he did! Since those days a Clutton has never owned an acre of land in Devon shire." And they will never get back their position of land owners unless " She stopped. ; . ! ' "Unless what?" I asked. "Well, there Is a ridiculous old legend which - has been handed down ; but I don't suppose it will ever come true. It runs: ' " 'My lord shall come to his own again When - a Clutton squire weds a Clarence dame.' 1 "So the theory is that when a Clut ton marries a Clarence, and so repairs the. wickedness of Sir Edgar, then orosperily will return?" "uome,; l, saia,."aon't let us worry about destiny or anything else. I will walk; with you as far as your house. You ' must' in mercy . permit me that, for I don't know, a soul in the town. Then if you find an additional cousin such a nuisance, we will say good-by forever and a day. Will that do?" ."Yes,", she said, doubtfully. On ; our 'way through the town she pointed ' out the house where at one time a branch of ' the family used to live. It is now converted into a hair dressing establishment a truly inglo rious falling off. Jt That evening Mr. Clarence called at the hotel where I was staying, and begged; to make the acquaintance of a member of the family. I submitted gracefully, and we discussed the fam ily tree and the family, history until 2 o'clock in the morning. I think few men have had a more difficult courtship than mine, for Miss. Dorothy fought against the guidance of destiny with all her might. Cu riously enough, the rest of the legend came, true, for a distant relative left tyer a moderate fortune. The terms of her will ran:' "I leave the sum to my kinswoman, Dorothy Clutton, that the ancient prophecy may be fulfilled, and I beg that she will employ it as far as practicable in repurchasing the Clutton property." u And all this arose from a chance encounter in an old cathedral on a wet afternoon. Chicago Tribune. Conspiracy Foiled. , Gen. Kuropatkin's hold over men la due to his reputation for absolute fear lessness. Five years ago he received the information that the great powder mag azine at St. Petersburg and that at Toulon (France) were "to be blown up within 2 hours. The guard was in bed when he heard the news, but he at once got up and started for St. Petersburg without losing a moment. , He sum soned all the staff of the magazine and went on a round of inspection; He found everything in order, and as a proof of his satisfaction-ordered every one in the magazine to take three days' holiday and to leave at once. He then collected a new garrison and a new staff and set a ring of sentries all round the maga zine. The consequence was that nothing happened to St. Petersburg magazine, but that at Toulon was blown up the next day. Amfs j mn ' vfumtu ,i,M, I, Cherry Pectoral for all diseases of the throat and lungs. A doctor's medi cine for 60 years. A household remedy everywhere. l.Um;: $ OVER THE HILL TO THE POOE-HOUSE J 3- 3 By Will Carleton WILL CARLETON, the popular poet, lecturer and editor, was born in Hudson, Mich., In 1845 and now reaidea in Brooklyn, N. Y. After his graduation from HllUdale college he did newspaper work for a time In Hillsdale, Detroit and Chicago. Mr. Carleton lias arlven lectures and readings throughout the United States, and also in Great Britain and Europe, and is now editor of a maga zine published in Brooklyn. ' . VER the hill to the poor-house I'm trudgin' ray weary way 1 a woman of seventy, and only a trifle gray ' I, who am smart an chipper, for all the years I've told, , As many another woman that's only half as old. r Over the hill to the poor-house I oan't. quite make It clear! Over the hill to the poor-house it seems so horrid queer! Many a step I've taken a-toiling to and fro. But this is a sort of Journey I never thought to go. , ,. ' v.o-'SS o . , t , ' ..; . . . v . '. . ..-i ..What is the use of heapin' on me a pauper's shame? t .( , Am I lazy or crazy? Am I llind or lame? , ' True, I am not so supple, nor yet so awful stout; But charity ain't ho favor, if one can live without. I am wlllin'. and anxious ap'. ready any day To work for a decent livin', an" pay my honest way; For I can earn my victuals, an' more too, I'll be bound. If anybody only is willln' to have me round. Once I was young an' handsome I was, upon my soul Once my cheeks were roses, my eyes as black as coal; And I can't remember, in them days, of hearin' people say, .jFde an-M Jsindof reason, that I was in their .way. 'aint'no use 'o' boastin', or talkin' over-freei -: "' But many a house an' borne was open. then to me; ... , Many a han'some offer I had from likely men, And nobody ever hinted that I was a burden then. ' ', , . - . . ..' ' : ' And when to John I was married, sure he was good and smart, But he and all the neighbors would own I done my part; j For life was all before me,, an' I was young an' strong, And I worked the best that I could in tryin to get along. . ; V. ' . ' ' ' . : ' , . ' .,' ....... u ........ .... . , And so we worked together: and life was hard, but r-ay, " ' With now and then a baby for to cheer us on our vay; Till we had half a dozen, an' all growed clean7 aa' neat, ''. . . -An', went ti. school like others, an' bad enough to eat., ' So we worked Jor the ohildr'n, and raised 'em every one, . Worked for 'en summer and winter, Just as we ought to 've done; Only, perhaps, we humored 'era, which some good folks condemn .. - But every couple's childr'n's a heap the best to them. '.. . Strange how much we think of our blessed little ones! I'd have died for my daughters, I'd have died for my sons; And God he made that rule of love; but when we're old and gray, I've noticed it sometimes somehow falls to work the other way. . - Strange, another thing: when our boys an' girls was grown. And when; exceptin' Charley, they'd left us there alone; . When John he nearer an' nearer come, an' dearer seemed to be, . The Lord of Hosts he come one day, an' took him away from me. Still I was bound to struggle, an' never to cringe or fall Still I worked for Charley, for Charley was now my all; And Charley was pretty good to me, with scarce a word or frown. Till at last toe went a-courtin', and brought a wife from town. .... K . ,, , , .... She was somewhat dressy, an' hadn't a pleasant smile ' She was quite coneeity, and carried a heap o' style; '..-. - But If ever rtried to be friends, I did with her, I know; ' . But Bhe was hard and proud, an' 'I couldn't make It go. . -r- ,' . .1'- . v , i ' ,. She had an edication, an' that was good for her; ; But when she twitted me on mine, 'twas carryin' things too fur; ' An' I told her once, 'fore company (an' It almost made her siok). That I. never swallowed a grammar, or et a 'rlthraetic. ? :..'-. i ... . , So 'twas only a few days before the thing was done They was a family of themselves, and I another one; And a very little cottage one family will do,; I Ih" j f ; . : But 1 never have seen a house that was big enough tor two. An' I never could speak to suit her, never could please her eye, An' It made me independent, an' then I didn't try; 1 But I was terribly staggered, an felt it like a blow, , X t When Charley turn'd agin me, an' told me I could go. .. I went to live with Susan, but Susan's house was small. And she was always a-hintin' how snug It was for us all; -" And what with her husband's sisters, and what with chll&r'n three, 'Twaa easy to discover that there wasn't room : for me. ' An' then I went to Thomas, the eldest son I've -sot," :yj For Thomas's buildings 'd cover the half of an acre lot; But all the chlldr'n was on me I couldn't stand their eauce And Thomas said I needn't think I was comln' there to boss. An then I wrote to Rebecca, my girl who llveo out West, And to Isaac, not far from her some twenty miles at best; And one of 'em said 'twas too warm, there for any one so old. And t'other had an opinion the climate was too cold. t a- 3f 3t- - -J a A Vf 5- So they have shirked and slighted me, an' shifted me. about So thy have well-nigh soured me, an' wore ray old heart out; But still I've borne up pretty well, an wasn't much put down, Till Charley went to the poor-master, an' put me on tho town. Over the hill to the poor-house my chlldr'n dear, good-bye! Many a night I've watched you when only God was nigh; And God '11 Judge between us; but I will always pray - ------, una l you snait never, euner ine naix x uo 10-aay. ; Jf.J - ,5 X- IRussia and Japan Ttireaten The Peace of World .By Rev. W, MONTAGUE GREER of New York HE scandal is not so inuch that J apan and Russia are at cleath grips, but that two such nations should be in existence. These nations stand for the unfinished business of the church, and their struggle is threatening the "peace of the world. All the nations are watching and waiting and for what S To secure an "open ' door" f or tJie religion of Christ? Oh, no ! Preparing, for the ulti-! mate partition of China. We are too ready to install the god Mammon to take the place of the oriental gods, where the cross &houM have been erectedjong a&s. " - ' '. -' "