MACHINE-GROUND PAINT.
, Occasionally one bears the "hand
nixed patnt of the patDter slightingly
poken f as "unscientific" and "not
thoroughly mixed." The facts are all
the aide of the painter and his hand
prepared paint
It la the most "scientific" paint there
u, because It la made on the spot to
alt the particular purpose for which
It la to be used. It Is as scientific as n
food doctor'! prescription. If the paint
r did not mix It thus It would be us
naclentlflc as a patent medicine. More
over the paint which a good painter
turns out la made of gonulne white load
and pure Unseed oil. If he does not
bqIx It himself be Is not sure what Is
In it and consequently his client cannot
fee sure.
As for not being thoroughly mixed by
machinery, that Is simply a mis-stale-fnent.
White Lend as made by National
Lead Company Is thoroughly Incorpo
rated with 7 or 8 per cent of pure Lin
seed oil in the factory, making a past?.
This paste need only be thinned with
tddltlonal Unseed oil to make It ready
Cor the brush.
The thorough Incorporation of pig
ment and oil bns alrendy been accom
plished before the painter gets It.
To know how to tell pure white lend
Is a great advantage to both palut T
and house-owner. National Lead Com
pany will send a tester free to anyone
Interested. Address the company at
Woodbrldge Building, New York. X. Y.
Our Unrn Mlnntrrls.
Bones Mistah Walknh, wot am de
diff'unce 'tween a porous plastah on a
man an a story dat'a tole froo a long dis
tance telephone?
Interlocutor I am unable to answer
that one, William. Kindly tell me what
the difference is between a porous plaster
on a man and a story told through a long
distance telephone.
Bonos De one am a cloRe connection
an' deuddah am a distant relation.
Interlocutor Ladies and gentlemen,
wfth your kind permission the celebrated
vocalist, Ilerr KufFm de Larrinks, will
now sin the familiar and touching bal
lad of the sea, "Lean Over the Hail.
Own ; You'll Feel Potter Presently.'
BABY . WASTED TO SKELETON.
la Torment with Terrible Sorrs
Face and Bod r Tore at Flesh-
Cared by Cat I corn.
"My little son, when about a year
and a half old began to have sores
come out on his face. They began to
eome on his arms, then on other parts
of his body, and then one came on his
chest, worse than the others. At the
end of ahout a year and a half of suf
fering he grew so bad I had to tie his
hands In cloths at night to keep him
from scratching the sores and tearing
the flesh. He got to be a mere skeleton
and was hatdly able to walk. ' I sent
to the drug stere and got a cake of
Cutlcura Soap and a box of Cutlcurn
Ointment, and at the end of about two
months the sores were all well, lie
has never had any sores of any kind
I nee, and only for the Cutlcura Reme
dies my precious child would have died
from those terrible sores. I used only
one cake of Soap and about three box
as of Cutlcura Ointment Mrs. Egbert
Sheldon, It. F. D. No. 1, Woodvllle,
Conn., April 22, 1008." f
FLIES ENVELOP SHIP.
Cloud of Stinging; Insects Drive
Kvery One from the Decks.
1 Billions of flies or gnats, In a swarm
so thick that the sun was obscured for
several hours, enveloped the German
steamship, Amnion, which has Just ar
rived at this port, says the Seattle cor
respondent of the New York Times.
The vessel was running along about
sixty miles off the Galapagos Islands,
near the equator west of South Amer
ica, when a westerly breeze brought the
dense swarm of Insects that drove ev
ery person from the decks.
The captain and his officers have
passed the Islands several times, and
say they are unable to account for the
strange phenomenon. The vessel was
plowing her way along late In the af
ternoon, when a cloud was seen com
ing out of the far west. As it grew
rapidly in dimensions and density the
passengers and crew hoped for a cool
ing shower to ward off the perpendicu
lar rays of the tropic sun. Instead of
a cloud of vapor they received a cloud
of pestiferous Insects that bit and
stung until every person was forced to
seek shelter below.
The Insects resembled a small fly or
gnat, and remained with the ship until
nightfall, when a northerly breeze
sprang up and drove them off.
In May last the Norweglon bark
Sark was attacked by a swarm of in
sects In precisely the same place. The
sailors were kept below for hours by
the Insects.
Garfield Tea cannot bat commend itself
to those desiring a laxative at once sim
ple, pure, mild, potent and health-giving.
It is made of Herbs. All drug stores.
SHarbt M laantleratandlnir.
They had been engaged Just seven
teen minutes by the clock, yet for the
last three-seventeenths of that period
thera had been a proud, scornful look
jttpoa her fair face that was calculated
to wither the orange blossoms.
"I can't imagine, dear," he said,
adly, "what has come , over you so
suddenly. I simply asked If you were
romantic, when "
"Oh, George, forgive me!" ehe ex
claimed with a convulsive sob, as she
threw ner arms about his nock. "I
thought you asked uie If I was rheu
matic," Not Quite.
Penitent Youth (painfully embarrass-
Aft 1 f i Vr.obl,v f ....... .. : .1
erably excited with wine when I called
DronnK In vnn?
were not quite er excited enough for
A lira r a at It.
Mrs. Pease My husband and I nevei
Cispute before the children. We alwavi
end them out when a quarrel seetui
imminent.
Miss Sharp Aw, I've often wondered
why they re so much in the street!
I Allee Same.
tjustomer (surprised to fijd FIun
Lip's laundry opeu) Why. Hunr, r
yeu working this morning? This u
Washington's birthday.
, Hung Up Evly day Washse Wah
jeay.
THE CROW.
When tV rhlll of wl.itcr softer. ar.J th south wind brim' a thaw,
trails a black ship up the heavens, mid the captain cries. "Haw! hawf
Such ft homely, lieurly grceiint, never .Vet misunderstood,
And m.r heart laughs buck an answer, "It Is good, aye, it lt gcd!"
Waiting not for April's piiNspt.it, hear him give the countersign
Iiiil and clear, his good sliip freighted with ti treasure tiat Is mine.
Kvery field's n port f entry, nil the duties linxe born paid,
lie Is Minuter, he Is etiptiii'i, r.nd why should he be afraid?
What cares he for stormy pass.ig,' as h" sails above the world?
Never tempest en it alYi'lelit hint -helms are lashed mid sails ore furled
Ami the dark ship rides in safety, lie Is free to come n imI co
Over all the wnst, of waters, tlo.niiiu high or floating low.
"Ship ahoy!" he halls. In pn-Fiu smaller en ft that . I'utu? his way;
Ah. the wintry day Is wanner since I heard his call to-day!
Other shi may re.ieh onr harl ors. other Mrds may oomo and go,
"Ask me when the spring !s ucarini:. I can fell you." says Hie crow.
Youth's tVuiipanioii.
The Cupboard
The girl sat up In bed, listening.
The rat or two scouring the floor of
the bare attic scuttled to corners as
the worm-on ten liodposts creaked to
her movement. Kven the glitter of
their eyes was robbed of half Its ter
ror, so great was the darkness: but
the girl, too used to their presence to
fel much alarmed, slipped out of bed
unafraid, for the morning, she thought,
must surely be near at hand. She saw
through the thick, greenish panes of
the dormer window that the January
sky was filled with cloud-wrack, unlit
by the stars that usually served as her
clock. The old farmhouse, empty of
any human life snve her own, moaned
dolorously, as ever and again the win
ter blasts embraced it. The girl groped
en her little truuk for the tinder box
and knocked It over the edge, whence
It fell upon the floor with a resound
ing clatter that made the rats scurry
and her heart give a great thump. She
crept to the door; what was the time.
She wondered.' Clocks were not so
plentiful in the farm-houses of the
early thirties; there was only one In
the house, the tall, oak-encased time
piece that, solemn and solid as a
church tower, stood downstairs In the
dining-room. Farmer ftpotswood's sil
ver turnip, and his wife's gold Geneva,
which was wound up only on state oc
casions, were both away with their
owners at the great sheep fair, and
would not be back till the morrow. Of
what account was a little time, more
or less. In this rambling, forgotten-by-the-world
farmstead. Yet the girl,
fresh from sleep, had no Idea whether
It was late or early, and much had to
be done In house and dairy ere her
master and mistress came home.
Patty stood shivering on the land
ing. There was nothing. Nothing
save the sigh of the wind, the creak
of a crazy lattice, broken stnrtllngly
by the grinding of a chimney cowl
overhead. Patty Phippen, growing
suddenly bold, put her foot upon the
first stair. She began to descend,
swiftly at first, then more slowly, for
her heart was full of fear In the gloom.
Half a century before a woman had
been murdered in that very house, and
her spirit In hideous guise was still
reputed to haunt the dismal pnssages.
Patty, like all her class of the time,
firmly believed in ghosts, witchcraft
and the powers of darkness. Each In
stant she spent in dread, expecting to
see some unearthly sight; she crossed
one finger over another to make the
sign of the blessed cross, and cried
aloud at every step she descended a
protecting exorcism : "In the name of
Christ, why troublest thou this earth?"
She would Jiave cried It louder, but
dared not ; the sound of her own volar
breaking the solemn stillness frighten
ed her.
"In the name of Christ, why trou
blest thou this earth?"
She stopped breathless. There had
been a rustle, a strange pat, pat. The
girl almost swooned upon the stair;
she prayed, not aloud this time, but,
lnaudlbly. Another step; again the
sound. Twas the swish of the- hem of
her shift on the stair edges. She scur
ried across the landing a-tlptoe, and
began to go down the nether flight of
stairs, the unneeustomed tap of her
bare feet on the boards seeming a
sound unearthly. Yet she began to feel
less afraid, and repeated with greater
confidence the exorcism, which sank
to the most pathetic bathos: "'Christ,
Christ, why troublest thou this
earth r "
Her goal was won. The throbbing
of the clock was audible, a sonorous
unceasing note coining from source In
visible. The room was no lighter than
the stairs ami passages hud been, but
Patty felt less afraid; even the clock
reassured her with its voice of com
panionship. She had only to cross the
room, mount a chair, feel the position
of the hands on the clock face; the
task was not quite unfamiliar to her.
The heavy oak chair scraped the
boards as Patty dragged it Into place.
L'p she clambered nimbly with youth
though country bred. Hut her hand,
extended to open the glass door, did
not encounter It. Her position had Ihn-ii
miscalculated, and Patty, losing her
balance, almost fell over the back of
her chair, and came with force and
outstretched palms against the wain
scoting of the wall beside the clock.
Her imagination, though none of the
quickest, was sufficiently k---n for her
to conjure terrifying visions of Satan
pushing her to destruction from the
plmiacle of a horsehair-covered chair.
Ioanlng trembling against the wall sue
hrleknd.
As the cry echoed to the ham-ludeu
rafters the wall seemed to j;ie way
before her pressure, almost precipitat
ing her disastrously over the chair
back. Patty clutched In desperation
at whatever she touched to save her
self. She seemed to have dived al
moat to tne elbow into some Htrange
recess in the wall. Ilust In clouds eamo
forth from It, siM-ezc-produciiig thick
as peat smoke. irasod within the
fingers of her left hand was a bundle
of papers, stiff, hard, oblong. Patty
became aware of their presence with
surprise. She had ' grasped thro Itv
r ...p.: -t
by the Clock. 1
T
voluntarily, for a falling girl may
surely without ridicule card) unwit
tingly at paper if drowlng men are
allowed to clutch at straws. Patty
scrambled from her chair quivering af
frlghtedl.v. the packet In her hand.
Hers was a. simple, honest mind; un
educated, knowing nothing nave of the
daily duties of her narrow life. Ite
yonii that all was a vasdtude of won
ders, of mysteries and unimaginable
things. Alone in the darkness, solitary
In that eerie old house, she conceived
lK-rself eneonipassiHl by she knew not
what evil; felt almost that by some
incomprehensible means she had been
plunged Into some unknown place and
escaped unharmed. She knew of no
cuplKinrd by the old clock: to her
knowledge only the dark wainscoting
had been there, visible to her eyes
month after month. Yet It had opened
to receive her. The earth's dividing
and swallowing her and vomiting her
forth would have seemed no greater
miracle to her.
Above her head the upright clock
warned, a terrific whizz that a modorn
motor car Ineffectually Imitates. Patty
ran, bruising herself against doors and
bnllustradcs, recking nothing of gliosis,
fearing a worse enemy now, and only
too glad to escape from the evil spirits
by hiding under the Isi-dclothes.
"Hullo!" said Parmer Spotswood the
next morning as he looked with aston
ishment at the unexpected recess that
now appeared In the wall beside the
EACH INSTANT SHE SPENT IX DREAD.
great clock
maid?"
"You bin cnrpenterln', my
"Naw," said Patty. "I found thlc
cupuouru mis mnrnin wnen 1 come
down to look at the time."
"Aw," said runner .Spotswood, sto
lldly, tightening his bootlace. "Ther be
a many more tilings for a man to
knaw however long he do live."
"The devil he pushed I over Into It
In the dark," averred Patty.
The fanner tool; no notice of the
devil, but continued his line of thought.
"I vo lived In they so house nigh on
twenty yer and never knawed thlc haul
were there. 'Twill be main hnndv
at: K'n up lrom ins cnnir. .ow, my
maitl, get thee along to the buttery.
Patty Phippen had been with the
potswoods since her tenth year. They
treated ner as familiarly and as kind
ly as they would have treated their
own girl had they one. Orphaned, and
the supposed daughter of a ne'er-do
well whom a father bad cast off and
who had died on the night of his re
turn to his native village, she had
after years of squalid and precarious
existemt, found a refuge with the
Spotswood. That very farmhouse had
once been the home of the wealthy old
John Phippen ; hut, though he had pre
deceased his son, he had died Intestate
and that son's presumable child had
neither friend nor Influence to save
her grandfather's fortune from falling
into the clutch of the Crown. The farm
had been sold; Spotswood had ptir-
hased it for far less than Its value,
and the name of PhlpH-n was almost
forgotten among the yeomen of the dls
trlet. Kindness or unkliidiiess, never
theh'HS, the work had to tc- done, and
Fanner Spotswood and his wife took
caiv that Patty should do her share of
It.
"iet thee along, maid," repeated flu
fanner, stamping his boots to settle
his feet in tlieui to as great a degrot
of comfort as was possible.
"I found .urn papers in the ei
board." said Patty. "There be writing
on them; but I cain't read. I do only
know my letters.
"A good Job, too. Hailclng be an ldl
practice for maids. remarked iu-r
master, senteiiiiously.
Patty ran out of the room, to return
breathless, a minute later with the (lis
covered packet, now somewhat imbur
theued of dut, and wiili writing In
faded Ink now legible to a practical
eye iijmiu It.
"This one do begin '1, J, .o, h, n
said Patty, eagerly; "but the letters
Is as enrly and twUty as a cow's tall
anil I cain't make otit no more of
them."
" J is naught or consequence, i war
rant," said Farmer Spotswood, turaln
the pnjier over In bis hand incuriously
and tossing It on the broad shelf above
the mantel. "I be busy now; thu must
wait till I ha" more tim."
With no other word of comment he
Wm mm .4
WW
tuwpedl off ponderously to fhs "fcartt
tn," lealng Paify to repeat her story,
with much Irrelevant and some lnvag-
Inary detail, to Mistress Spotswood
over th turning of the sage cheeae in
the dalfy.
That evening the farmer, with a
mug of home-brewed at his elbow, and
.1 church-warden In bis hand to aid
him. spelled aloud slowly to his wife
the quaint and curly words of the
strnngely discovered pasr from the
cupboard in the wall. They neither of
them understood the half of It; but
their very genuine shrewdness enabled
them, nevert heloss, to arrive at a pret
ty dear Idea of Its general purport.
The document was undoubtedly a will
the last testament of the former own
er of the house and farm, old John
Phippen. In It he bequeathed every
thing to his son, or. In case of hli
lea th, to liia son's lawful daughter.
Patty, and to other of his lawful chil
dren, should there be any.
"This lie terrible bad." said Fanner
Spotswood to bis wife, as he balanced
he paper on his knee. "It be an tin
'ommoii queer thing, too."
Well, and what's the meanln' of
it?"
The farmer was a cautious mat and
he cogitated well and long bcfef hfl
made reply: "'Penrs that we shall
have to hand over the farm to Patty
old Phlpen' granddarter. 'Cordln'
to this tho who'.c place belongs to her,
ami us shall have to turn out and let
her have It."
"I'll do naught aw the kind so long
as I ha' breath, an' you'll be a fool If
you do," said Mistress Spotswood, em
phatically. "1's must do r.uiiimiit about it."
"We ha' Jived here sebenteen yer
come Michaelmas, and I beant a -go In'
to turn out for no servlu' wench at my
time o' life."
' 'Twerc main unlucky the maid
found un," said the farmer. He turn
ed the document over and over, and
unsuccessfully sought to find a fresh
and loss disturbnnt wording by trying
It upside down.
"This comes of galllvantln' off to
Junkets," said his wife, virtuously.
Twill be a long while afore the Lord
ketches I at fairs agen, leavln the
maids a-routin' thes house out to find
what the Lord meant to be preserved
n secret."
'Very true, very true," said Farmer
Spotswood, grently Impressed. " Twere
evidently meant by Providence that
this here paper should be lost 'twere
meant to be done away wi', in a sort
of manner of spenkln'."
'No doubt o't, I.IJah. No doubt at
all o' that"
The farmer folded up the paper with
great deliberation. I for one beant
join' agen It," he said. "The maid.
werdua' meant to ha' her gramfer'a
money, that's sartaln, and taln't fit
that we should seek to alter It." lit
paused In thought, "Heave up thlc tud
of the log, Hessian.""
The roaring of the bough, the snap
ping of myriad sparks, drowned tho
crackling of the paper as the farmer
thrust the will Into the heart of the
lire with the toe c4 kk boot. It burst
into vivid life; tlNa flan- danced and
leaped as though Urybtf t teseape and
run ; It licked th ansMkllng white
bark as Ifin wild emlrj to lift the
written secret away from destruction
on its flying flame-tips. He watched
the flames devour It, reflectlngly.
" TIs wonderful to think why Provi
dence should ha' seen fit to deal so
hardly wl' the maid," he said.
"Patty be a good wench, -too," said
his wife, with a tremor of compunc
tion. "Ay, she be that," echoed Farmer
Spotswood. " Tis a sort of a pity that
the Ixjrd should ha' seen fit to chasten
her zoa. Mind you, do tell her she
can ha' a goose agg for her breakfast,
Kezlah." Philadelphia Telegraph.
Condor Individuality.
We had the best chance of studying
the colors of the condor head. The bill
was horn color, and the red skin of the
henrf extended down, covering It about
halfway. The legs were tan, but on
each knee was a patch of red. On the
breast of each bird the skin was blood
reil and could he seen occasionally
when tho breast feathers were spread
and the birds were preening. Roth had
light colored wing bars, and the pri
maries were well worn. The skin ou
tho throat hung loose, and the lower
mandible fitted close under the upper.
The chin was orange red, and below
this In the neck was a strip of green
ish yellow merging Into the orange
about the sides and back of the neck.
The top and front of the head were
red, but between the eyes was a small
patch of black feathers, and these ex
tended down In front of the eye into
the orange red of the cheek. The pupil
of the eye was black, but the Iris was
deep and red and conspicuous. The
bald and wrinkled pate, the flabby
Jowls, with the cave-In expression of a
toothless old woman these helped J to
make up the condor individuality.
William L. Flnley in Century.
Joining the (ireat.
An Oxford undergraduate was reclt
lug a memorized oration In one of the
classes in public speaking. After the '
first two sentences his memory failed,
and a look of black despair came over
his face. He becan as follows:
"Ladles and (Jentleinen I'lft Is dead.
Fox 1 lead. (iladstoiie Is dead"
Then, forgetting, lie hesitated for a mo
ment'aud continued. "And I I I am
beginning to feel pretty 'sick' myself."
Lloyd's Weekly.
In Tlirlllliiic.
"Miss Killers was In that hotel flra
but it doesn't siviii to have upset her
much."
"N'o, she had ipilto a ilea mint ex
perience." "Why, I umlersi.iud she had a very
narrow scape."
"Yus, but u handsome, young fireman
carried her to safely In his arms."
Philadelphia Prow.
A very jealous woman will often
say, "I have not a Jealous bone lu my
body." A woman who lg not jealous
never says anything about It.
A man of forty has spent at least fire
years of his life llsienlug to the stories
of other peopled' wot.
Opinions of
WHY WOMEN CAN NOT
1IK roiison u-liv women
" I talned the right of suffrag" was mado very
I plain in New York's eapltol while the ar-
Kiiiiiciu ein oo over mo proposed consii
tuiioiuil amendment to strike out the lim
iting word "male" from the provision re
garding the right to vole. A number of
equal suffragists were present, but there was also a
strong delegation of women from all parts of the State
opposing them, and flies,- women were Just as voluble,
fluent and argumentative as the suffragist. -
Their presem-e there lent point to (iov. Hughes' re
marks when lie said that the decision of the question of
female suffrage rests with women themselves. What the
women of New York really want they will have, for men
will not dare fo deny them.
But so long as the women are divided on the sublect,'
men cannot bo blamed for taking no action. Some wom
en want the right lo vote; but, on the other hand, as
many women, perhaps more, do not wish the right, and
say so emphatically.
Before suffragists ask the voters to give them the suf
frage they should go out and convert their own sex.
When that Is done they will have no more trouble.
Kansas City World.
AS TO A HUSBAND'S POCKETS.
MASSACIirSK'ITS
I granted a divorce luvause be averred his
jfyL I wf" Interfered with his persona! llliorty by
searciiing ins pocucis wmio ne was asleep.
The wisdom of the court's division may
have been perfectly proper In that Instance.
Hut probably the husband should have had
his pockets searched. lie may have la-en a husband who
compelled bis wife to log for every penny given her,
and the poor woman may have been driven to despera
tion In her necessity for money to buy articles for the
home or for herself. There are hiiHbands so mean that
their wives are justified In not only searching their pock
ets, but In using n club to cotnsl them to disgorge.
Or it may be that the wife has reason for believing her
husband's pocket contained certain letters of which he
desired to keep her In Ignoramv, and that she la being
made the victim of a domestic tragedy In which her
life's happiness la at stake. In such an event she Is Jus
tified In going to any extreme, and every court In the
land should stand back of her.
The average wife will not object to her husband
searching her pocket at any time. She knows she Is
safe, because she has no pocket. Should she have one
she Is equally safe, for no man could find It, even with
the assistance of a search warrant.
Neither do we believe the average husband objects lo
n search of his pockets by bis wife, for wo are con
strained to believe the average man Is such a good hus
band that he supplies his wife with moticy without the
necessity of her going to such extremes to secure It.
Also he Is so true that be does not fear she will llnd any
Incriminating letters.
Of course, we suppose there are wives who are so sus
picious of their husbands and so mean and 111-tcmpcred
that they search their husbands' pockets for no other rea
"Well," said the family friend, as
she glanced around the library, "I mu.-'t
say the room looks a little more order
ly titan It usually docs at this time lu
the evening."
The mlslrcsa of the household sighed.
"Yes,'' ahe said, "It does."
"Isn't It a comfort?" asked the fam
ily friend.
"No,' replied the mistress of the
household, rather shortly, It Isn't."
"I should think It would be," said
the family friend. "John Itlckerson Is
a good man. I'm not saying anything
against your husband, my doar."
"You'd better not."
"Of course I wouldn't," said the fam
ily friend. "But I've heard you com
plain a thousand times of his careless
habits. I know they'd drive me to dis
traction." "He's a man," explained the mistress
of the household.
"Oh, of course, but a man might bo n
little neat and pick things up after
him. I think I've got my husband edu
cated to that. He was Just as careless
as John was when we were Urst mar
ried." "You've told me that before."
"I know I have, and you've always
said you wished I could take John In
hand. When did you hear from him
last 7"
"On Thursday," replied the mistress
of the household. "He's at Kansas City
uow and he'll be home Monday. Tho
next time he takes a trip like that I'm
going with him. I'm not going to stay
all alone In this poky house."
"Poky!"
"Yes, poky. If It doesn't look poky
now I don't know what does. If I
could smoke without Its strangling me
and making me sick I'd smoke."
"My doir!"
"Yes, I would, and I'd .nrnw tho
aHhes all over the carpel. Look at
those cushions on the lounge, all smooth
Bud plumped out. and nil the books In
the bookcases. Instead of half of them
siittcn-d over the door, and not a burn
ed match anywhere. It makes iue want
to cry."
The friend of the family looked
hocked. "Well," she said at last, "If
you feel like that why don't you Iiiii.i
some matches and throw tlieui around'.'
You could have Bertha bi-lir,- up smne
ashes from the furnace and 1 ft them
on the rug, too."
"I was thinking of doing something
like that when you came In," sai l the
mistress of the housi hold, "only it
wouldn't be ipilte the same lhi;-.g."
"You mean you wouldn't hae any
body to s-old for it V
"I'm not going to sml.J any more. I
know I do scold about It, but I don't
believe I oiiifbt to. It may lie a Utile
aggravating sometimes to hae him put
his hat on the china eaiiiu t in-lcad of
hanxlng It lu the hall on the rat k an t
out his gloves on the mantel ami kick
iff his rubbers In the reieol'.on room
mil things like that, hut It doesn't seem
vorth while maklug a great fuss
ubout"
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Great Papers on Important Subjects.
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VOTE.
son than from pure cusaedueas. It may be this Massa
chusetts worn in belongs to that class. , In that event, the
court acted wisely In granting the divorce, tout It would
not be Judicious for other courts to use this case to es
tablish a precedent. Toledo Blade.
Imve tint rt ih.
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husband hi Wn
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every
"If you don't think It Is why do you
do It?" asked the friend of the family.
"Why not encourage him to be care
less?" "He Isn't careless," protested the mis
tress of the household. "He's Just a
little forgetful. He means to put things
lu their plnces, and he doea sometimes
when ho thinks of It And he's al
ways as sorry as he can be. Anyway,
I don't like to see things too prim. I'd
sooner the place was a little untidy.
It's homey, anyway."
The family friend laughed.
"I don't care," said the mistress of
the household. "I wish hla bat was
ou the cabinet this minute and hla rub
bers on the on tho mantelpiece. I
shouldn't mind If the room waa blue
with smoke, If he was making It and
there was a Dead Bea of asbea all over
tho Morris chair."
Tho mistress of the household went
over and rumpled up one of tho smooth
pillows on the lounge with her face.
"Oh, tut. tutl" said tho friend of the
family. "You mustn't bo foolish!"
Chicago Dally News.
FORTUNE IN CROWS.
t nde Joshua lias a Million la Ilia
Wood Lo Worth 2So Bach.
"Gosh all bemlot'ka, but It's a fine
thing to be rich I" excia lined Uncle
Joshua Vanderhoof of Fine Brook, N.
J. "I've just been to tho city and or
dorod a piano for my daughter Lizzie,
and one of them buzz wagons Cor my
wife, to be sent up to the farm. Bat
I did tell tho old woman she waa put
ting on a good deal of style at her age."
"You must have got rich quick, Un
cle Josh," said Ambrose, who keeps
the hotel on Bloomfleld avenue, Ment
clalr, where the farmer waa refreshing
hli.iself.
"Xo, It's taken more than a dozen
years," said I'nele Josh, "but the re
sult come mighty sudden. I'll tell you
all ahout it.
"You know that 40-acre wood lot up
m my farm, don't you?"
p. rose allowed that he did.
"Well," I'nele Johh went on, sipping
bis applejack, "before mother died she
made me promise not to sell that lot
nor cut the tlmlier off It.
" 'There'll be a fortune In that lot
some day,' said mother.
"I kept my promise, and tho crows
they're mighty wise, 'Prose got to
know they were irfoctly safe In the
trees on that lot. So thousands of 'em
went there, until, by Jimlnetty, tho
trees are as black as black as the
Inside of an empty black bottle.
"Yesterday Klliwt sharp girl ahe Is,
too - read In the newspapers that 1,000
women belonging to women's clubs In
Chicago have sworn off using any but
crows feathers in their bonnets. And
Lll.a read, too, that these good women
are going to get thousands of other
women all ovr tho country to take the
snn swear-oft'.
' So L'llwi put. her arms around my
uei k and kissed me and told me what
she road a.'d said she bright girl,
'LUe Is:
"'(iraiiny was right, par. There's a
fortune In that wood lot, but the crows
Is the fortune.'
"Ll.n and hur mother went to the
lot and counted the crowa afore dusk
IMMIGRANT LABOR'S COST.
are two nowerfnl streams, autta re
I olproeal la nature the one flawing toward,
I I the other away from, this country that
I I..-. ...... , -.1 . t .... 1
uni i iminj urn lunrs ill UUI itviiviuiu
life, while changing the whole current of
events In parts of Europe. Both are to-day
at high-water mark. Every year from 1,000,
000 to 1,2." 0,000 aliens are admitted to American porta.
Some come to work and save and found new homes ; oth
ers to work and sweat and save bo that, finally, they ma
relapse Into a life of ease In the land of their nativity.
They form the westward-flowing stream. ("Sat of thia
stream, there is created that other one whose current
Is eastward. But, whereas the first la t humanity,
the second la of gold. Out of the savings of the forelgi
born In America $250,000,000 a year is now going abroad.
Tho annual increase Is about 10 per cent Lf this money
were retained here, It would ho sufficient, every year, to
liquidate our Interest-bearing debt It cannot be con
trolled. It Is the quid pro quo, tho International credit
balance, to which the Immigrant laborer ia entitled if ts
Is worthy of his hire. Tho annual distribution of this
great sum of money throughout Europe If in the follow
ing proportion: Italy, $70,000,000; Austrla-Hangary,
$ (16,000,000 ; Great Britain, $33,000,000 ; Norway and '
Sweden, $25,000,000; Russia $25,000,000; Germany, $15,
000,000; Greece, $5,000,000; all others, including France,
Switzerland, Belgium and Denmark, $10,000,000. North
American Review.
ASSOCIATIONS PROS PES.
man who Invests his snvtnra In hnltd-
I lug and loan association has one advantage
I 1 over the man who buys stocks er goes into
away in times of panic.
year, while banks were falling oo
side, while stocks were tumbling,
while bufilneae was unsettled and far frota profitable;
the building and loan associations of the United Statea
increased their assets by $77,000,000. They now care for
$728,000,000 of the people's savings. Not a single asso
ciation was affected by the financial flurry of last au
tumn, even to the extent of a run by investors, much lesa
to the point of closing its doors. All flourished through
out the country.
Investors In building and loan associations deserve this
immunity, ifor they are benefiting the country as well'
as themselves. They are erecting their own homes, and
thus Improving their citizenship, because the man who
owns his own home Is not likely to be unpatriotic. He
regards the country's interests as well as his private In
terests. A nation of home owners can defy any fate, and build
ing and loan associations are doing much to put the Unit
ed States into that position. Chicago Journal.
yesterday. They ay there's more than
a million of 'em. We coJo'lata that a .
million crows at 25 cents apiece la
$250,000, and that's what your Unci
Joshua la worth this minute." New
York World.
EBB rATHERTS TXBD. .
af Climax ( m Promlala Baaar la
Arehaaotoar.
Out Mat fit tnvn ahnr Alatans
uvea a man woo naa ine renc Dug, aaya
the Cleveland Plain Dealer.
To him a bit of crude Indian pottery
has Rookwood ware pushed clear back
Into a rear row.
He ia crazy about all aorta of an
tique and ancient things, Including this
so-called antique furniture, made Just
prior to the time that the manufactur
ers found out how to make furniture.
His real bete notr, though, la bronze
stuff. It waa no wonder that he got
all excited not long ago when he waa
kicking around his grounds and op root
ed with his cane a piece of ancient
bronze work that waa unmistakably
the real thing. His first impression
when he looked at it waa that It had
been done by the Indiana who used to
hang around northern Ohio. But closer
examination satisfied him that tha
carving on the curio could not have
been done by Indiana, It was English,
Unit's what it waa. It bore the head s
of a woman fixed up in Queen Anne or
queen somebody style. He had found a
relic that waa a relic.
Having the history of such things
riui iii uimu, iue aruweoiuitiBt ui goes
figured It out that the relic waa one oi
a lot of bronze things that had been
traded to the Indians here years and
years ago for furs and other commodi
ties. He went Into the house and spent tha
rest of the evening reading up on the
subject to confirm his hypothesis, and
also planning how to go about tearing
up his lawn to find the rest of the
bronze Junk.
The next day he had a drawing made
of the jdece he bad found and sent It
to the Smithsonian Institution people
at Washington, along with his theory
about how the Indians must have come
by It.
Smithsonian wrote back that they
nan tookeu up iue dope on tne suDjeec
and were convinced that he was exact
ly right. It was Indeed a bit of old
English bronze and extremely rare.
Now the near Clevelander bad wait
ed for that continuation of his theories
la-fore showing bis find to any of tha
family. But after he got that letter
from Washington lie delayed no longer.
He began by announcing that he had
made a discovery that promised to give
hliu lasting fame In arcluuologlcal ctr-
cie. x lieu at; auunru imb uuu.
His daughter tlio oldest oue began
to laugh.
"I've hunted everywhere for that,"
she said. "It's my old belt buckle that
I lost last summer."
..i mt 1.. nl... 1 n
If a woman has a large family and
does all her own work. It Is llko wav
ing a red flag at a bull to auk her what
she Is doing In tha way of fancy work.
Some men sit with the-lr eye closed
rattier than see a woman stand la
crowded ear.