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About Dakota County herald. (Dakota City, Neb.) 1891-1965 | View Entire Issue (Dec. 21, 1906)
LJTTLE nZO SHOZS. Thrr Bronttht (hp Tmm (lint Po. iillilr Siiverl h Life. "What dear little toil ttliorit! salt Mr. Garnott. pausing In front of a Window on the Corso In Borne. "I'm sure they would just lit baby." "Thru 1 tliink wo liail bettor go In nnd buy thoin," Mr. Gnniett's eyes twinkled, "for Kllen ought to linve n pair of shoes. U must bo n whole week since she had any new ones." "Hut these ore so niiininff. Tom! Think how pretty they would look run ning round the tlivk of the steamer. O Tom, Isn't It nice that In two weeks we shall Im Milling? When I tliink that baby liasn't Keen her native land yet, I ran hardly wait to get home. It's real- Jy sad not to ho horn In one's native Jnnd." "Then you are n subject for onmnils oration, for after n hull like that I'm convlmvd Ireland must he your native land." Mrs. Garnott joined In her husband's merry laugh, nnd drawing her nrm through his, paid. "Now you must buy those shoes just to make up for poking fun at mo." It Is lmK)Ssihle to say which enjoyed nnd admired tin; red shoo the more that afternoon, baby Kllcn or her moth er. The nurse took the child for n promenade In front of the hotel, nnd Airs. Garnott, ostensibly reading on the balcony, watched almost every step of the proud little feet, so daintily shod in shiny red leather. A fortnight later, at Naples. Mr. Gar nett tenderly supported bis wife as they walked up the gangplank of a great steamer. She leaned heavily on his arm, and nil the (sparkle was gone from Jior girlish face. Listless nnd wan, she tiank Into a deck chnlr, nnd as the boat left Its moorings, she hid her face In her arms, anxious to shut away forever the sight of the Italian shores, where baby Kllcn, stricken witli a tierce, sud dent fever, lay In the Kiigll.sU burylng t; round. "I think," said the ship's doctor, the third day out, when, grave and worn, Mr. (Jnrnctt came to him for advice. "that if your wife could cry, or give way In any manner to her grief, she would be better. She must be roused from her apathetic condition. It is dan genius." "Yes, she grows weaker hourly," an swered Mr. (iamett, sadly, lie return od to Mrs. Garnett mid tried to rouse her interest In some of the events of 'the voyage, but without success. That evening, weary and discouraged, Mr. Garnett strolled among the steer age passengers, trying to put away the fearful dread of a double sorrow that !vas fast growing in his heart. A beau tiful, dark-eyed baby toddling toward lilm with one tiny foot bare und the ...tlwit In u vvm-n uhon mill Ktnckinir I ibrought a fleeting smile to his lips, lie stroked the cloud of soft brown locks, so different from Kllen's sunny curls, land the mother, pleased at the ntten ,tion, explained that Annunclata had lost her shoe on the dock the day they sailed, nnd that she Insisted upon wear ing the one she had left. j "May I liorrow your baby for a little .while?" asked Mr. Garnett, with a fair imitation of the mother's pretty Neapol itan dialect ; und holding out his urius i to Annunclata, she came to him with j sweet confidence. "Dear," be said, a few. minutes later, ! standing before Mrs. Garnett, "here to , a small fellow voyager who needs a !pnir of shoes. Can we fit her out?" I "O Tom !" she cried, and the swift J look of pain which came into her face 1 almost broke his resolution. ' "Shall I help you find a pair? We icau take little Annunclata, Into the stateroom with us. Come!" Mrs. Garnett rose nnd slowly follow ,ed her husband. lie placed the baby on the berth and unlocked one of the steamer trunks. "Kllen's things are here, aren't they, ,dearV' he asked, ns calmly ns he could; land Mrs. Garnett knelt dowu nnd lifted the little garments out of the trunk until she came to a pair of shiny red shoes; then she burst Into a passion of weeping, so wild nnd uncontrolled that Annunciata cried in fright. For a moment Mr. Garnett feared that the flood of sorrow would be too much for her, nnd he was about to try to calm her when she brushed away her tears and said, sobbing: "I'll put them on the child myself." In a minute the bewildered Annun clata was on her lap, gazing rapturous ly at the bright shoes that trembling lingers were fastening on her little feel. Then two hungry arms held her In a I long embrace, which, for the sake ol the red shoes, erhaps, Annunclata bori without protest. "Now take her to her mother, Tom .She must want her. And, Tom, whei you come back I tliink I can talk U you of Kllcn." Mr. Garnett lifted the baby am' kissed his wile's cheek, and the gcntli tears there gave him new hope. Youth's Companion. (Ill III hood' Dt-llulllou. A correspondent of the Manchestel Guardian gives a goe.d childish delii.l tioii : "I once overheard a little h talking to bis younger sister. At long' she interrupted him with the question 'What is a solid?' He paused a few seconds, and then, his eyes brightening he replied: 'Why, a solid is all inn piece, with no, empty place inside.' Yd will not be Mirprlsed to hur that t!n boy is now a I!, Sc. and si-U ncc teaclu-: In one of our Liverpool selwuls." A lit tie phll.iMi hT ilelined dalkness. II. was accustomed to having a small Ugh in his bedroom all night. One night h shared his father's room, and the lig i was turned out ult'cn ther. "Oil!" V exclaimed, in awestruck tones, "what big 'olo!" A fr'able. A Goose once met a Plumber. A they were alone und could speak prl vutely, the Goose remarked: "I rathe fawncy that we sprang from the sum Family Tree." "I low do you arrive at that conclu slon? Because wo both get Into tb mud a good deal?" "No, not that," replied the Goose 'but because we both have such blj bills.- Toledo Blade. Misery may love company, but pany never loves misery. oo o HIS GEEETIXQ. Do you know why the sun Is bright to-i'ny? Why the flowers ore docked in so fair array? Why oil this wide world Is so glad nnd gay? My dearest Is coming home! Did you hear the mockingbird's gladsome note? Such a world of Joy from so small a throat! A messngo to me his enrols float My dearest Is coming home ! Do you know why the same glnd song Is mine? Why my face Is reflecting God's own sunshine? Why my being Is filled with a Joy divine? My dearest Is coming home! He Is coming homo. From the toil and stress. Coming to cheer all my loneliness, And to list to the love that m lips confess, My dearest Is coming home! lie Is coming home to .the arms that wait. To clasp him forever, whnte'or his fate, To guafd hlni In high or low estate! My dearest Is coming home ! mm ill W WMwV' A C OUR men were seated upon a JnJ trailer's veranda ut Ma luro, one - ol' the Marshall Is'am's. The night was brilliantly moonlit, nnd the hull nnd spars of a little white brig thar lay anchored In the egoon about a mile distant from the truler's house stood out as clearly and iii.-tlnctly us If she were but 50 yards away from where they sat. Three of the men present were vis itors Ned Packenham, the captain; Harvey, the mate, nnd Denison. the kuperenrgo of the Indiana. I he fourth was the trader himself, a s'Uzled old wanderer of past CO. It was long past midnight, nnd the old trader's numerous half-caste family had turned In to sleep some hours be fore. It so happened that the old man had Just been talking about a stalwart son of his, who had died a f.-.v months previously, and Packenham and Denl son, to whom the lad had been well known, asked the father where the body had been burled. 'In there," replied the old man, pointing to a small whlte-vvalled In- closrre about a stone's throw from where we were sitting, 'there's a good many graves there now. lvet me see. There Is Dawuey. the skipper of the Maid of Samoa, nnd three of his crew ; Peterson, the Dutchman him that got a bullet into him for fooling around too much with n pistol in his hand and cl:'leuglng natives to tight when he was drunk; two or three of my wife's relatives, who waited to be buried in my boneyard because they thought to make me some return for keeping their families after tney were dead ; my boy Tom and the white wom an." "White woman?" said the mate of the brig. "Did a white woman die here?" 'I'll tell you all I know, uvX a very queer yarn It is, too. In those days I was the only white man bete. 1 got on very well with the natives and was doing a big business. There were not many whaleships hero then, but every ten months or so a vessel came here from Sydney, nnd I was making money hand over list. "The house In which I then lived stood farther away toward the point. In rather a clearer spot than this. You enn see tne place trom nere and also see that a house standing !n sncli a po sition would lie visible not only from all parts of the Inside heiehcs of the ingoon, but from the sea r.H well. "My wife not the present one, you know was a Bonln island half-bred Portuguese woman, and as -iie general ly talked to me in l.nglisii and had no native ways to speak of, we used to sit outside in the evenings pretty often and watch our kids and the village people dancing und otherwise amusing themselves on the lieach. "Kotau. the head chief of this lagoon, ne night told us that a canoe had come from MI11I, on island about three days' sail to the leeward or Waller's place, and reported that a ship had passed quite close to their Island about a week before. "After we had sat talking for awhile my wife called the chlldr-n in nnd put them to sleep, and Itatou and I mid his wives sat outside a bit longer smok ing. It wa.4 u moonlight night, al most as bright ns It is to-r.'glit, and the sea was as smooth as a mill pond so smooth, in fact, that there was not even a break upon the r:f. and. the trade wind having died nwny, there wus not the sound of a leaf stirring in the palm grove. "Wt had been sitting like thto for about half an hour, when Nora, my A'lfe, just as she was coming out of the door to join us, gave a cry. " Te Kailbuke! Look at the ship. "I JuniH'd up and looked, and there, sure enough, wus a big sub) 311st show ing round the mint, and close In, not more than a mile away from the reef, "For a moment I was a bit geared, remembering that there was not t breath of wind, and yet freeing her tuoviuz. Then I remembered the cur rent, and knew that she must have run up to the land from the westward before dark perhaps, and that as soon as the breeze had died away tin; cur rent, which runs nliout four knots, had caught her nnd was now moving her along. I took her to be cither a Yan kee or a British North American. "Just ns I had asked Kotau to get one 01 his women to hunt up a boat's crew he sang out: 'Listen, Ted, 1 hear a boat.' In another moment or two I heard it myself plain enough e.lck. clack, click, clack and at the same time saw that the ship was bending away from tin; land. "I knew the ship was right enough, and could not get Into any cuuiger, as the current would take her ch ar of the land In another hour or so, so we all went to the point to see where the boat was coming. "As soon as she was within 100 yards of the beach 1 hailed them to keep a bit to starboard, ns there was a bi coral bowlder right In trout of the spot they were steering for. "'Aye. aye!' nnswored the inau steer lug. nnd he did ns 1 told 1dm. In nu other minute or two the -..- it shot up on the beach, nnd we crowded round them. ' " 'Stand back, please,' says the ofli cer, speaking In a curious, tniTied kind of way, and then I saw that be had a pistol In his left hand, and that the men with hlni looked white nnd scared. and seemed to take no notice of us. "Two of tlie men Jumped out. nnd then we saw that there was another person in the boat a woman. She was sitting on the bottom hoards, lying against the stern shoots, nnd seemed to be either nsleep or dead. The otli cer Helping them, they lifted her up und out of the boat and carried her ashore. Then the oflicer turned to nie. and I saw that, though he tried to speak quietly, he wus In a. flurry over something. "'What's all this ' I said. 'What's the matter? What have you got this pistol In your baud for, and what Is the matter with this woman ' "He put the pistol out of sight pret ty quick, and then, speaking so rapid ly I could hardly follow him, said that the lady was the captain's wife, and she had been taken ill very suddenly, aim uer nusnanu, seeing my House so close to, had deternimeu to send her ashore, and see if anything could be done for her. ' 'That s queer,' I said. 'Why didn't ho come with her himself? Look here I don't believe all this. How did lie know, oven though the house Is here, that a wdiite man lives in It And I want to have a look at the woin an's face. She might be dead for all 1 know.' "By this time my wife nnd one of Ko tau's wives bad gone up to the wotu an, and I saw that, although she wasn't dead, she looked very like it, for her eyes were closed and she reemod quite unconscious of all that was going on She was young about '." or so and war- rather pretty. " 'Please take her to your house,' says tne omeer, aim ns soon as we have towed the ship out of danger tin captain will come ashore and see you "'Hold oil!' says I, and I grabbed him by the arm. 'Do you .icau to say you're going off in this fashion without telling me anything further? Who are you, anyway? What is the ship's name?' He hesitated just a second and then said- The lnea Prince, ipt. Brough ton. 1 :nt I can t stay to talk now The captain himself will tell ou ubout it In the morning. ' And then, before I could f-top him, he jumped hack out of my reach Into the lxiat, und the four sailors, two of whom were niggers of some sort. shoved off, und away they went again. 'Well, we carried the woman up to the house and i.l-uvd b-r In a chair, and the moment my wife took off the w. Kilcii wrapper that covered her head and shoulders she cried out that ther' was blood running down her neck. And 't didn't take tne long to i!ls"over that do woman was dying from a bullet wound In the bad; of her head. "We did all that We possibly coul 1 for the poor thing, but she never re gained consciousness, and toward sun rise she died quietly. There was noth ing about her clothing to t how who she was, but she wore rings such as would belong to a woman ol some po sition. That she had been murdered 1 could not doubt, and :x-iiaps some day, even after all these years, the crime may come to light." "But what became of tin; hip?" ask ed the mate of the Indiana. "Out of sight by 8 o'-lock in the morning. As soon in I sa.v what wus the matter with the wo. inn 1 knew that we need not exis'ct to any one from the ship back iialn.'' "I wonder what the true story of tnst woman's death was?" said Pack- I enham, tiioufciitinny, nit ne mokou to ward the place where stv was burled. "Heaven only knows," answered the old trader. "Whether It wis a mutiny nnd her husband was murdered, or whether the otllccr who come ashore with her was the captain himself, and her husband ns well, I cauot tell. Any way, I have since learn-M that there never wn a ship named the lnea Prince. I've told the story to every ship master I've met since that night, nnd It was written about a pood deal In the English and Amerlrin newspa pers. Then the affair wis forgotten, nnd, like many another such thins, the secret may never come out. Ixmdon 'hronlcle. AMERICANS BUY POOR LAND. nlnnlftta In fntin (ilvt Too Much A I trnflon fo I'rlrr. It must be remembered that there Is some very poor land as wen ns niucii vrry good land In Cuba. In only too many cases the buyers elthe' did not know or did not care nbout the quality of thiir purchases If on y the price was low enough. Flowery prospectus es with pictures of beautiful troplcul scenes, nnd luscious rrult. and most extravagant statements as i the pro fits to be derived from the products of the few acres, were scattered broad cast, especially in the United Stat'S. irge commissions were givi-n to can vassers and the work wis merely te gun of unloading worthless acres that cost only $- or $'l on unsophisticated eachers, clerks nnd rallro.'d men nt price ranging nil the way from $1. or W to $50 or more per acre. During the early days of my resi dence in Cuba I had the 15001". fortune travel some distance by rail with a typical representative of the most (banning class-, the well-to-do Cuban planter. My friend was educated In France, had traveled much In Kurope, and laid resided for many jours In the States. He was thoroughly jmsted on Cuban agriculture and was keenly alive to any suggestion ns to the menus by which existing conditions could be Im proved. He talked entertainingly fled Instruc tively of the country through which we were passing, pointing out with unerr ing judgment the best cane lands, others that were suitable tor tobacco, and still others that wcra useful only for pasturage. Finally, tile charact er of the country began to change nnd we came Into a region where the scanty xegctatlon proclaimed only too clearly the poorness of the soil. "And what," I said, "do you consider tills land Is good for?" "This." he snld. "so far as I know, Is good only to sell to Anviean colo nists." World To-day. DOES WELL IN THIS LAND. lnimlKrnnt Boy iMra, llHTlna Arcu- nialnted S1O.0OO in Fevr Years. Over at Graham avea;;e, Brook lyn, an aged father und ii-i'tier, two sisters and a brother are bew:tling the death of Jakey Karplun, ns he was fa miliarly known to pretty nearly all In the Brownsville section. About live years ago he left the province of Cour land in Russia, taking passige to Amer ica with no other asset than a little red bundle and an abundance of en ergy und nmbltlon. Ha did not know a word of Kngllsh when he landed nt Kills Island. The 1 lebrow Aid Society released him nnd gave him a small sum of money. With that he bought a basket nnd a small stock of shoestrings, collar tuttons nnd other notions and thus ciuipped he started a successful buslinss career. Within a year he had saved enough to bring his old father and mother, two sisters und brother to this country. When they came he rented p house at t!5. Graham avenue, Brooklyn, and It took every cent he had left to meet the first month's rent. After th:t all the members of the family worked at some thing and in a few months the shop Into which he hud turned it part of the house wus the storehouse 'c a consid erable stock of dry goods and notions, from which his pushcart a.ij his broth er's were supplied. Business prospered nnd a friend of the family told a reporter that the family owned 51(1,000 in real estate nnd other assets. All this Jakey had deine by the time he was !M. Ljt tln hard work told on his strength, and typhoid pneumonia took 11 fatal h'M on him, ending In his death. The turcral was hell from the little dwelling and both before und uftei the hoar there was a steady stream of friends and ac quaintances, young and old, who went to pay their last tribute to his nieui 01 y. TbP Clock I'laut. There Is a plant, n native of Borneo, which Is known ns the "clock plant." The name Is derived from the action of the sun's rays on the leaves, which tire throe In number, a large one ex tending forward, with two small ones at the base ioliitiiig sideways. These, coming in contact with the rays of the sun, o::illate like the pendulum of a clock, the larger leaf moving upward and downward, going Its full length every forty-live minutes, ine smaller leaves moving toward the larger, com pleting the distance forward and back ward every forty-five minutes, thus re sembling the hour and minute hands of a clock. Alrirltile elilcle, Mrs. Newrich lived In an expensive and luxurious hotel. She knew that well-uppo'.iMed equipages of many s'U'ls were to he had, unit proposed to show that she knew what was suitable for each occasion. "Chawles," she said to Mr. New rich's valet one afternoon, with great dignity. "I am going to return some calls this afternoon, and you may go ti the sta ble und tell them to scud up the Iwst cart-de vlsit they have." A ('oiiaollnir 'I honitht. "They fny you are but the servunt of the trusts," said the reproving friend. "Well," answered Senator Sorghum. "The position has Its advantage, of course, It's more agreealde to be the boss but ufter all. the servant Isn't the one the grand Jury goes ufter." Wash liilua Star. THE OLD BARN LOFT. Tls thirty yosrs or theronbonts Since 1 um1 to roll und play And turn nil kinds of somersaults On the fresh and frsirsnt hay; A-jiiDiping and a-tumhling On the hny so sweet and soft At my home sway bnek yonder. In ths old barn loft. How the pigeons used o flutter, And strut about and coo! And mnke love to one another, Like sweethearts ucd to do, Wbde 1 wnlked the risky crossbeam, Or clambered high aloft. With half intent of tailing, In the old bnrn loft. How I used to frighten n'rter, Who was looking for the eggs, As I dangled there, head downward, Holding by my little legs' And giving th-m a swing 01 two, I'd strike the hny so soft. At my home away back fonder, In the old bnrn loft. The twittering of the swallows. While making homes of nuul; The gleeful game of hlilo-and-seek, The slip, the sudden thud ; The pattering of the rain drops About the hay so soft. Are memories still rllnglag Of the old bnrn loft. WIDOW MAKYASHA KUZ lewsky, fair, plump and 30, sat before a neat little gro ery shop, her fingers playing Idly with .he folds of her pretty laec-trlnuned ipron. Yet. despite her fairness, ilumpnoss nnd youth, despite the pleas int little shop and Its comfortable lu ome, Mrs. Kuzlewsky wr.s not entirely happy. It could hardly be that the unhap dness came from the sorrow nt the 'oss of the lamented kuzlewsky. For throe years, when n woman Is in the ;weiitles, is more than 11 sulliclent ength of time in which to become rec- iOOIl l.VKMNU, l'ANI 1IA8I.AW8KY. onciled to such a loss. Yet Maryasha's present state of unhapplness was not entlrelj- unconnected with that sad oc currence, for she was meditating upon the dreariness of the single life nil alone, unaided by the protecting nrm of a strong man? True, she had all the comforts she wanted and more, but ho-.v she would have liked to share thmi with with well, say with In nnswer to her thoughts ciime with in bor vision the tall, handsome figure of Strnlslnw Baslawsky, Ah, but he was good to look nt, this StauMaw. He was proud of bearing broad shoulders, black and curly, as to hair and honest brown as to eyes. It was certainly a great pity that he had no one to take proper cure of him and the little ones. Kttiny, Jeanldu and tiny Klisln. 1'oor, motherless little ones! How he managed to keep them alive was a mystery. , Indeed, do but look a moment at their frocks, how awry and 111 fitting; see how untidy their tawny hair. Still, what was to be expected of a man? So ruminated the fair Maryasha, whose heart went out In sympathy for the good-looking young widower and his sorry-looking waifs. How she would enjoy ironing their little frocks heaven knows they needed It and doing up their straw-colored hulr! "Good evening, I'anl Baslawsky. And how is it with you, uowadays? Why Is it not to see you any more?" The round face of the widow lighted up with a smile Oh, many times thanks to you," stammered Stanlslnw and blushed furi ously. For, despite his matrimonial venture, he was still a novice in affairs of the heart He stood In great fear when In the presence of the fair sex and particularly so in the presence of this plump nnd pretty widow- It must be confessed that he had more than once noted the well-rounded figure of the relict of his quondom friend, Anton Ku.lewsky, ns she bus tled ubout In the little shop where ev erything was so well ordered. Hi; would compare it with his own four roo.n flat, where nothing was ever In its proper place, If, Indeed, anything had any place ut nil, where the win dows were thick with dust, where the floor seldom felt the demising touch of the scrubbing brush in short, where could lie recognized in every nook the snd absence of 11 woman's care. It was at such times that he longed j WAY OF A WIDOW, j most for the helpful companionship of to the new Kngllsh dictionary of Dr. Maryasha. j Murray to be stigmatized us "1111 g. But heavens ! 1 low should he, a poor ' nornnt backforiiiatlou from 'enthusl 1111111 who worked for wages, dare to ' asm' " and "V. S. (colloq. or humor- uspire to the hand of so fine and ous)." The Pall Mall Gazette Is lu wealthy a woman? No, never could he belled "n paper written hy gentlemen muster courage to ask her to forsake for gentlemen. But It Is owned by her present Independent state to as- Wllllain Waldorf Astor. -Buffalo Com mune the heavy duties of faking care ' inerclul. of a brood of stepchildren. No, Indeed it would bo too imi'ii to ask of any woman, to say nothing of so precious u prize hs Maryasha. So bis thoughts would sink again to their normal slate of deep despondency. One evening as Stanlslnw alighted I noil uii; i -r 011 uu? I'ltinioii Ktrect corner he was not met, ns usual, by his three untidy cherubs. Immediately his heart was filled with alurm. Surely one or all of them must havo been crushed under the wheels of a street car. Or is rhaps dread thought -one of them bad managed to turn en the gas In the llttlo flat und the threo moth- . 1 . 1. ,1 I M .1 tin . 1. criess um- iiim imcii Buuocuieu. niu With this fear gripping nt his heart he was rushing past the little store of the Widow Kuzlewsky when an astonishing sight stopped hlni Could these renllv be his children, these trim, clean little ones, with their snow-white, stiffly starched frocks, shin ing faces and smoothly arranged hair? Behind the glass door Mnryasha en Joyed the surprise of the father. After allowing what seemed a proper time to elapse, she npiieared smiling before the puw-led widower. She herself, by the way, was arrayed In a Tory attractive dress which did not fall to do Justice to the pleasant lines of her figure. Nor did the manner In which her hair was arranged fall to omphnslzo the well shaped head and the clear-cut features. And her smile! Only a lonely widower like Stanlslaw could appreciate the warmth of that smile. "Well, rani, how does It come the father does not know his own children? Well, well ! Such a world !" At these words from the fair widow something of the truth began to filter through the slow masculine mind. "But the dresses. Panic, nnd hair! How nice! Surely " "Oh, do but come In a moment you I promise you I will not." the Eat Obediently he did ns ht was told, his mind confused, but one thing fairly clenr there was something he wanted to say, but how to say It? Well, one could but try. 'Tanle, I'anle " If only the next work he could find ! "Nu. nu, what then? You like th way the children's dresses are Ironed, the darlings?" "Like It? Never would I believe they could le so nice. And you, you I must give thanks for It." Well, well, of trouble It wns not at all. Besides, I like It well, the chil dren." The pair of smiling eyes looked squarely nt Stanlslnw, and what would you? "You would perhaps like always to do It?" Well, fortunately no customers dis turbed them In the moments Dint fol lowed. Chicago Daily News. NEW ROUTE TO EUROPE. ('nnd Krnln (an He Srnt by Wr of lluilnon liny. Hudson hny Is destined to become a new world Mediterranean, says J. C. Klllot In the Technical World Maga zine. In his nrtlcle entitled "Hudson Bay A New Way to Kurope," he gives n graphic account of the wonderful future of Cauda ns a grain-producing country, nnd tells of the tromeudous possibilities for trade which the new route through Hudstm hay to Kurope will open for Canndlau farmers. It has long been known that Hudson buy affords a path to Liverpool which is from 700 to 1,:!00 miles shorter than the present route down the great lakes and overland to New York nnd then to Kurope; but it wns thought that the short time during the summer that the entrance to Hudson buy wus free from Ice, prevented tho shipping of any of the season's crops by thnt route. Re cent expeditions to the bay, however, have established the fact that Hudson bay may be used as a trninc route clenr Into October, which, of course, will allow time to transport the sea son's wheat crop nt leust. The result of this announcement Is that the traffic situation of oil North America Is likely to bo transformed and the various railroad Interests are trying to get a leverage 011 the situation a&d secure the strategic point which will brwig them the trade. The Canadian gov eminent has already Issued charters to eight different railroad companies which propose to extend lines to this vast Inland sea from various points In the Interior of Canada. ('look to Control Lights. Consul Albert Halstend of Birming ham reports that uu automatic gas con troller bus beeii patented and Is now 011 sale In England which may ninterl ally lessen the cost of public lighting in the municipalities of the United States If In practical operation it ful fills the clulms of its owners. The controller is said to be adaptable to any type of Incandescent burner, to tit any lamp and to lie Instantaneous lu Its lighting und extinguishing. Tho mechanism consists of a clock which can be so set us to light the gas each night and extinguish It each morning, so as to make an automatic variation of tho time of lighting and extinguish lug according to the calendar. In short by means of u chart, the street lights nre turned 011 and off, lighted and ex tlngulshed at a different moment each day throughout the year, according to the season. This Is uu advantage, It Is claimed, over any other controller now on the market, one adjustment a year being sulliclent. It Is claimed that the apparatus would require 110 ntteutlon except winding once u fortnight, and thnt once set It would not have to bo reset for a yenr. The gas can be turned on nnd off In tho ordinary way. Scientific American. Wlial, Kuot-kliiK Wllllet The Pall Mall Gazette says: "It Is of course impossible to enthuse In these davs over solitary nrtlsts." "Knthnso?" I A villainous word. It Is only admitted The IM"Htlv Mrthoil. "I'm doing my best to persuade poo- pie to vote for you, said tho assist ant. "Never mind nuout me," answered the experienced candidate. "Just scare 'em Into not voting for the other fol Vnshlngton star, Klilil tluentloii A nwer-I What did the treasure of Captain Kldd umouut to nnd whore was It found. P1UATK. The treasure, which wns n-urod 011 Gardiner's Island, with that found with Kldd on the San Antonio, amounted P $70.000. Newark Advertiser. " ' - ,:in Ktrll...- 1.1..1. ....... V 111 IS v . uittL4 UUIC, It Is pitiful. Iii every walk In life, keep within your register. Fortunate Is the man who, knows down bltf a fool he cuu be without trying. COLOR LINE A WORLD ISSUE acre nf .InpnnrftO In I.nto Wfl ArouKr Think 111 if People. The negro problem In A merlon is but local phase of a world problem. "The problem of the twentlfth contnry la the problem of the color line." Many . smile Incredulously at such a proposi tion, but let us sec. i The tendency of the great notions of the day Is territorial, political nnd ceo- Hondo expansion, but In every case this hns brought thorn In contact with dark er peoples, so that we have to-day En gland, Franco, Holland, Belgium, Ita ly, Portugal nnd tho Fnlted States In close contact wilh brown nnd black peoples and Bussia und Austria In con tact with the yellow. The older Idea was that the whites would eventually displace the native races nnd luherlt their lands, but this Idea has been rudely shaken in the Increase of Amor lean negroes, the experience of the Kn gllsh In Africa, India and the West Indies and the development of South America. The policy' of expansion then, simply means world problems f the color line. The color question en ters Into F.uropean Imperial mlitlcs and floods our cont incurs from Alaska to Patagonia. This Is not all. Since ":!'J, when Charles Martel -at buck the Saracens nt Tours, the white races have hud the hegemony of civilization so far so that "white" and "civilized" have be come synonymous In every day speech nnd men have forgotten whore civiliza tion started. For the first time In a thousand years 11 great white nation has measured arms with a colored na tion nnd hns boon found wanting. The IJusso-Japanoso war has marked nn epoch. The magic of the word "white" Is already broken and the color line In civilization has been crossed In modern times as it wns In the grent past. Tho awakening of the yellow races Is certain. That the iiwnkenlng of the brown nnd black races will fol low lu time no unprejudiced student of history can doubt Shnll the awaken ing of those sleepy millions bo lu ac cordainv with mid aided by the greot ideals of while civilization or In splto of . them nnd ngalnst them? Thkj Is tho problem of the color lino. Force nnd fear have hitherto marked the white attitude toward darker races; shall this continue or be replaced by freedom and friendship? Collier's. Wanted the Credit. Anything In regard to Ethan Allen, the hero of Tieonderoga, Is Interesting, but some of the anecdotes told of him make plain the fact that he was not wholly free from human weaknesses. One story, whether true or uot. Is often told of Allen, nnd Is recorded In Mr. Morrill's "Self -Consciousness of Noted Persons." Ethan Allen was not wont to bridle his tongue, especially when flushed with success. His bravery wus uot to be despised, but sometimes his words wore even bigger than his deeds. "Had I but orders 1 could go to Albany and be monarch In three weeks, and I've half a mind to do It," he once boasted. On tho Sunday nfter the capture of Tieonderoga Parson Dewey thanked God, lu his long prayer, for tho great deliverance. The hero of the occasion wus one of the congregation. "Parson Dewey! Parson Dewey!' wns heard in a whisper by those sit ting near Ethan Allen. The clergyman was absorbed in his own thoughts and continued to thank the Lord. "Parson Dewey !" This time the exclamation was heard all over the church by every one but the preacher. Allen could stand It no longer, nnd shouted lb a stentorian voice, "Purson Dewey, thank the Lord, but Just mention that I was there!" Odd Slum In t'lfrar Store. ( In the window of a cigar store in Co lumbus avenue appears in bold black letters the following sign: .,........,. , ; No paregoric, postage stamps, hair : ! oil or soup sold here. ' t : ..t Just why such a sign should appear In tho window of a tobacconist's shop mystifies tho neighbors. If the place hud a drug store attachment there would be less comment about It ond fewer gat borings of curious siwctators In front of the window, hut the pro prietor of the llttlo shop sells nothing but tobacco and odds and ends of arti cles closely allied to the fragrant weed. Yesterday n neighbor wes Impelled to quiz the proprietor und in doing so Just for the sake of good fellowship he purchased a cigar. "Why have you placed that odd sign In your window?" he asked. The to bacco man smiled. "I guess you've found out. You taught n cigar," he nnswored with a smile. The nelghtar left illuminated. The proprietor Is hop lug that others may seek to bo enlight ened in the same manner. "Mako 'em curious and you've got 'em," hu con fessed to the reporter, who also found out for 10 cents. New York Globe. In llie Curio llnll. "It's Just scandalous the wny tho Boa rded Lady Is loading himself with Ikiozc -these days," remarked tho Wild Man from Borneo. "I should think he'd be afraid o' delirium tremens." . "Oh, 110, he considers himself safe," replied the Living Skeleton, "lie's married to the Snake Charmer, you know." Philadelphia Press. I ni d I p. "1 suppose I do look bad," said Ijivo, "and I feid ns bad ns I look. You see, poverty knocked at the door und " "And you flew out of the window," put In Hymen. "Yes, and I forget it wns sumuer time nnd the screens were In." Phlla delphla Press. Too Abulruae. "You ure ut least the loglcul candi date," said the cheery friend. "Yes," answered the statesman, "but what does the average voter care for the study of logic?" Washington Star. If life la a burden to you It'a a saf tat that you are a burden to yc.nr neighbor.