tnml up and give him her hand.
Trial Bottle Fre Br Mail
"I'm not afraid of you now; we aorrt
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hate him any more, do we. Hector?"
THE QUICKENING
And so Uiey went together thvough
the yellowing aisles of tho September
wood nnd across the fields to the man
or-houso gates.
tf yea nfjpr from Ppllnwy. F11. F'Mti 8l'-kww,
fcpmni, or hurt rhililrm ht do o, toy Nw l1
toTm jr will rrlv thm. nr1 all nn r Mkl to
(olilo trnd for Frr 'I rial i Boill of Dr. Mj
CpllaFJold Oure
It tiM ertTr1 thnooaniln thT rTurjthlrifj 'M
fulled. GnarMitwrl bj Mr M'dtral I.rmrtn. y
Vod'-r Pnr Fond Hurt Pnigi Act. June th, in
nrnt No. I71. Plr write for Srwcl.l Fre
I Houle aud ! AOS aud complete addreia
OR. W. H. MAY, 648 Peirl StreM. Hon Vnrt
Brhnolbor I.lc.
"Should women have votes for Pap
Ilarnent? Give your reasons for and
agalnflt." This was a question asked
of schoolboys In a recent examination
in England. Ono boy replied: "No,
because If they did they would want
to get into Parliament and then they
would pass a lot of silly laws, such ns
that a man was not to smoke before
his wife or that wives were to have
Wednesday! and Thursdays off and
then the men would have to stay at
home and mind the children."
A logical answer to thn question,
"Why does a kettle sing?" was fur
nished by a boy who wrote. "Ilerause
if it did not you could not tell when
the kettle was boiling." Asked to ex
plain the initials "C. O. D," one boy
replied that they stood for "collector
of debts," and a second said "cod -liver
oil drink."
Another enterprising youth describ
ed a sleeping partner as "a man who
goes to sleep when playing bridge."
Asked how be would mend a puncture
in a bicycle tire, a boy's answer was to
the point, "I would get a box of stuff
that "you do it with and tl-k It on."
How uninteresting a woman would
lie If she had neither cnrlOBlty nor sus
picion In her make-up!
Mteral VLualltjr.
"Did you see the great actross
in
repertoire?"
"Nope, Saw her in Now York.1.
Ealtirnoro American.
rettlt'a Ere Salve.
No matter how badly the eyes may
be diseased or injured, restores normal
conditions. All druggists or Howard
Bros., Buffalo, N. Y.
When you land In a strange city da
not Judge its hospitality by the eager
ness with which chauffeurs and caD
drivers invite you to take a ride.
Mrs. WlnHloWs Booth In IT Syrup for
children teething, softens the gums, re
duces Inflammation, allays pain, cure!
wind colla 26o a bottle.
Women luuatrurt MlilewnlltM,
A novel town improvement has been
started in the Glen Park district lu
California, in which tho women of that
section take a prominent part. The
women are engaged in a successful
sidewalk cruaude, having for its ob
ject the laying of cement sidewalks
throughout tho district. They have
contracted with a rock dealer, a men
her of the local improvement club, for
tho necessary material for the purpose
at half the usual price. A teamster,
also a member of tho association,
hauls their material at a little over
half the usual price, and a sidewalk
builder is engaged to supervise the
work and see that It is done properly.
The labor itself is done by the worn
en and children of the neighborhood,
who crush and pound the rock Into
place, pull up the forms, relay them,
ride with the teamsters and assist In
loading and unloading the wagons.
Their method of procedure brings the
coBt of their sidewalks considerably be
low the regular price.
The) Matter Ksplaland.
' "Why do they say 'as smart as I
teol trap?"' asked the talkative board
er. "I never could see anything par
tlcularly Intellectual about a steel
trap."
"A steel trap Is called smart," ex
plained the elderly person in hit
sweetest voice, "because it knows ex
actly tho right time to shut up."
More might have been said, but li
the circumstances it would have seem
d unfitting London Tlt-Dits.
A Taste
A Smile
And satisfaction to the
last mouthful
Post
Toasties
There's pleasure in every
package. A trial will show
the fascinating: flavour.
Served right from the
package with cream or milk
and sometimes fruit fresh
or stewed.
"The Memory Lingers"
Pkts. 10c. sad 15c.
Sold by Qrocera.
Postum Cereal Co., Ltd.
Hattls Creek, Mich.
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Why Mr. Duxbury Farley spared the
ron-master In the freezing-out process
was an unsolved riddle to many. But
there were reasons. For one, there was
the lease of the coal binds, renewable
year by year this was Caleb's own
honest provision Inserted In the con
tract for the Majors protection and
renewable only by the Major's friend.
Further, a practical man at the practi
cal etui of an industry Is a sheer ne-.-essltv;
nnd by contriving to have
hvust Caleb associated with himself
In the receivership, a fine color or up
rightness was Imparted to the promot
er's far-reaching plan of aggrandize
ment. So, later, when the reorganization
was effected; when the troublesome,
dividend-hungry stockholders of the
original company were eliminated by
due process of law, Caleb's name ap
peared on the Farley slate with the ti
tle of general manager of the new com
pany for tho same good ana suiucieni
reasons.
It was during tho fervid six months
of Chlawassee Coal and Iron develop
ment that Thomas Jefferson had
passed from the old life to the new
from childhood to boyhood.
Simultaneously there were the coal
mines owning under tho cliffs of
Mount Lebanon, the long, double row
of coking-ovens building on the flat
below the furnace, and the furnace It
self taking on undreamed-of magni
tudes under the hands of the army of
workmen. ThornaB Jefferson did bis
best to keen tho Dace, being driven by
a new and eager thirst for knowledge
mechanical, and of a gripping desire to
be present at all the assembling of all
tho complicated parts of the threefold
machine And when ho found It im
possible to be In three places at ono
and the same moment, it distressed
him to tears.
Of the homo lite during that strenu
ouh interval there was little more than
the eating and sleeping for one whose
time for tho absorbent process was all
too limited. Also, the perplexing ques
tions reiichlnir down into the under-
soul of things were silent. Also, again
mark of a change so radical that
none but a Thomas Jefferson may read
and understand an awe-inspiring Ma
jor Pahney had ceased to be tho first
citizen of the world, that pinnacle be
ing now occupied by a tall, sallow,
mooth-faced gentleman, persuasive of
speech and superhuman In accomplish
ment, who was tho life and soul of the
activities, and whom his father and
mother always addressed respectfully
as "Colonel" Farley.
One day, in tho very heat of the
battle, this commanding personage, at
whose word the entire world of Para-
dtse was In travail, had deigned to
peak directly to him Thomas Jeffor-
Bon. It was at the mlno on the moun
tain. The workmen were bolting into
place the final trestle of tho Inclined
railway which was to convey tho coal
In descending carloads to tho bins at
tho coke-ovens, and Thomas Jefferson
was absorbing tho details as a dry
sponge soaks water.
'Making sure that tney ao u just
right, are you, my boy?" said the great
man, patting blm approvingly on the
houlder. "That's good. I like to see
a boy anxious to get to the bottom of
things. Going to bo an Iron-master,
like your father, ore you?"
N-no," stammered the boy. "I wlsht
t was!"
Well, what's to prevent? We are
going to have the completest plant in
the country right here, and it will be a
tine chance for your father's son; the
finest In tho world."
"'Tatn't goln" to do me any good,"
aid Thomas Jefferson, dejectedly. "I
got to be a preacher."
Mr. Duxbury Furley looked down at
Mm curiously. He was a religious per
son himself, coming to be known as a
pillar in St. Michael's Church at South
Tredegar, a liberal contributor, and a
prime mover In a plan to tear down tho
old building and to erect a new one
more in keeping with the times and
South Tredegar's prosperity. Yet he
was careful to draw the line between
religion as a means of grace and busi
ness as a means of making money.
"That is your mother's wish, I sup
pose; and It's a worthy one; very wor
thy. Yet, unless you have a special
vocation but there; your mothnr
'doubtless knows best. I am only anx
lous to see your father's son succeed
In whatever ho undertakes."
After that, Thomas Jefferson secret
ly made Success his god, and was
alertly ready to fetch and carry for
the high priest in its temple, only the
apportunlties were infrequent.
For, wide as tho Paradise field seem
?d to be growing from Thomas Jeffer-
fon's point of view. It was altogether
too narrow for Duxbury Farley. The
principal otllces of Chlawassee Coal
and Iron were In South Tredegar, and
there the first vice president was
building a hewn-stono mansion, and
had becomo a charter member of the
city's lirst club; was domiciled in due
form, and was already beginning to
often his final "r's," and to speak of
himself as a Southerner by Adoption
So sped the winter and the spring
ucceedlng Thomas Jefferson's 13th
birthday, and for tho first time in his
life he saw the opening buds of the
ironwood and the tender, fresh greens
of tho herald poplars, and snielled the
iweet, keen fragrance of awakening
nature, without being moved thereby,
Ardea he saw only now and then, as
old Bclpio drove her back and forth
between the manor-house and the rail
way station, morning and evening. He
had heard that she was going to schoo
In the city, and us yet there were no
itirrlngs of adolescence In him to make
him wish to know more.
As for Nan Dryerson, bo saw her no
at all. For ono thing, he climbed no
more to the spring-sheltering altar
rock among tho cedars; and for nnoth
er, uinoni; all the wild creatures of tho
mountain, your moonshiner Is the shy
est, being an anachronism in a world
of progress. One bit of news, however,
floated In on the gossip at X,lttle Zoar.
It related that Kan's mother was dead
and that the body had lain two days
pnburied Aiiilu Tike was drowning hi
lorrow In a sea of his own "pine-ton.
Vaguely It had been understood In
the Gordon household that Mr. Dux
bury Farley wus a widower with two
ihlldren: a boy, some years older than
Thomas Jefferson, at school In New
England, and a girl younger, name and
place of sojourn unknown. The boy
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was corning South for the long v.iea-
lon, and the affairs of the Chlawassee
Coal nnd Iron already reaching out
subterraneously toward the future re
ceivership would call the first vine
president North for thn better portion
of July. Would Mrs. Martha take pity
on a motherless lad, whose health was
none of the best, and open her home to
Vincent?
Mrs. Martha would and did: not un
grudgingly on the vice president's ac
count, but with many mlsirlvines on
Thomas Jefferson's. She was finding
the surcharged industrial atmosphere
of the new era Inimical at every point
to the development of the spiritual pas
sion she had striven to arouse In her
son; to paving the way for the realiz
ing of that Ideal which had first taken
form when she had written "Hoverend
Thomas Jefferson Gordon" on the mar
gin of the letter to her brother Silas.
As It fell out. tho worst hannened
that could happen, considering the up-
pareni harmlensness of the exciting
cause. Vincent Farley proved to be n
anemic stripling, cold, reserved, wlih
no surface indications of moral deprav
ity, and with at least a veneer of good
breeding. Hut In Thomas Jefferson's
heart he planted the seed of discontent
with his surroundings, with the home
ly old house on the pike, unchanged as
yet by the rising tide of prosperity, and
more than all, with the prospect of be
coniintr a chosen vessel.
It was of no use to hark back to the
revival and the heart-quaking experi
ences of a year agone. Thomas Jeffer
son tried, but all that seemed to belong
to another world and another life.
nai no craved now was to be like ih'.z
envied and enviable son of cood for
tune, who wore his Sunday suit every
day, carried a beautiful gold watch, and
was coolly and complacently at ease,
even with Major Dabney end a foreign
born and traveled Ardea.
I-ater in the summer the envy died
down and Thomas Jefferson developed
a pronounced case of hero-worship,
something to the disgust of tho colder
hearted, older boy. It did not last very
long, not did It leave any permanent
scars; but before Thomas Jefferson
was fully convalescent the subtle flat
tery of his adulation warmed the sub
ject of it into something like compan
ionship, and there were bragging
stories of boarding-school life and cf
the world at large to add freBh fuel to
the fire of discontent.
Though Thomas Jefferson did not
know It, his deliverance on that side
was nigh. It bad been decided thtt
he was to be sent away to school, Chla
wassee Coal and Iron promising hand
somely to warrant the expense; hinl
the decision hung only on. the choice
of courses to bo pursued.
Caleb had marked the growing hun
ger for technical knowledge In tho boy,
and had secretly gloried In It. llure,
at least, was a strong stream of his
own craftpman's blood (lowing In the
veins of his son.
"It 'd be a thousand pities to spoil a
good iron man and engineer to make a
poor preacher, Martha," he objected;
his for the twentieth time, and when
the approach of autumn was forcing
the conclusion.
"I know, Caleb; bou you don't under-
tand," was the invariable rejoinder.
You know that sldo of him, because
It's your side. Hut ho is my son, too;
and and. Caleb, the Lord has called
him!"
He's only a little shaver yet. I,et
him try tho school in the city for a
year 'r so, goin' and comin' on the rall-
roads, nights and mornln's, like the
Major's gran'daughter. After that, we
might see."
Thomas Jefferson took his last after
noon ror a ramme in the fields and
woods beyond the manor-house, In that
part of the valley as yet unfurrowed
by the industrial plow. It was not thn
old love of the solitudes that called
him; It was rather a sore-hearted de
sire to go apart and give place to all
the hard thoughts that were bubbling
and boiling within.
A long circuit over the boundary hills
brought him at length to the little glade
with the pool In Its center where he
had been fishing for perch on that day
when Ardea nnd the great "dog had
come to make him backslide, lie won
dered If she had ever forgiven him.
Most imeiy sue naa not. Shu never
seemed to think him greatly worth
while when they happened to meet.
He was sitting on tho overhanging
bank, Just where he had sat that other
day, when suddenly history repeated
Itself. There was a rustling In tho
bushes; the Great Dane bounded out.
thought not as before to stand men
acing; and when he turned his bead
she was there near him.
Oh, Its you, is It?" she said, coolly;
and then she called to the dog and mads
as If she would go away. Hut Thomas
Jefferson's heart was full, and full
hearts are soft.
You needn't run," he hazarded. "I
reckon I ain't going to bite you.
don't feel much like biting anybody to
day. I'm going to be a preacher."
"You?" she said, with tho frank and
unsympathetic surprise of childhood.
Then politeness came to the rescue and
she added: "I'm sorry for that, too, If
you are wanting me to be. Only I
should think It would bo fine to wear a
long black robe and a pretty white sur
plice, and to learn to sing the prayers
beautifully, and all that."
Thomas Jefferson was honestly hor
rified, and ho looked It.
"I'd like to know what In the world
you're talking about," be said.
"About your being a minister, of
course. Only In France they call them
priests of the church."
The boy's lips went together In a
fine straight line. Not for nothing did
the blood of many generations of Prot
estants flow In his veins. "Priest" was
a Popish word.
"The Pope of Home Is antichrist!" bo
declared, authoritatively.
She seemed only politely Interested.
"Is he? I didn't know," Then, with
a tactfulness worthy of graver years,
she drew away from the dangerous
topic. "When are you goinjj?"
"To-morrow."
"Is it far?"
"Yes; it's an awful long ways."
"Never mind; you'll bo coming back
after a while, and then we'll be friends
If you want to."
"I'm mighty glad," he said. Then he
got up. "Will you let me show you tho
way home again? the short, easy way,
this time."
bhe hesitated moment, and then
CHAPTKR VIII.
Tom Oordon Thomas Jeffersor. now
only In bis mother's letters was past
15. and his voice was In the transition
stage which made him blushlngly self-
conscious when he ran up the window
shade In the Pullman to watch for the
earliest morning outlining of old Leb
anon on the southern horizon.
Homesickness returned with renewed
qualms when the train had doubled the
nose of Ix-hanon and threaded its way
among the hills to tho Paradise por
tal. Gordon ia. of the slnule side-track.
bad grown Into a small Iron town, with
the Chlawassee nlant flunking a aood
half-mile of the railway; with a ln-
dery street or two, and a scummy wave
of operatives' cottages and laborers
shacks spreading up the hillsides which
were stripped bare of their trees and
undergrowth.
Tom's eyes filled, and he was won
dering faintly if the desolating tide of
progress had topped the hills to pour
over Into the home valley beyond, when
his father accosted him. There was a
little shock nt tho Bight of the grlzzlod
hair and beard turned so much grayer;
but the welcoming was like a grateful
draft of cool water In a parched wilder
ness. "Well, now then! How are ye. Bud
dy boy? Great land o' Canaan! but
you've shot up and thickened out
mightily In two years, son."
Tom was painfully conscious of his
size. Also of the fact that he was
clumsily in his own way, particularly
as to hands end feet. The sectarian
school dwelt lightly on athletics and
such purely mundane trivialities as
physical fitness and the harmonious
education of the growing body aad
limbs.
"Yes; I'm so big it makes me right
tired," be said, gravely, and his voice
cracked provokingly in tho mlddlo of
it. Then he asked about bis mother.
"She's tolerable only tolerable, Hud
dy. She allows she don't have enough
to keep her doin' in the new " Ca
leb pulled himself up abruptly and
changed the subject with a ponderous
attempt at levity. "What-all have you
done with your trunk check, son? Now
I'll bet a hen worth fifty dollars ye'vo
gone and lost it.
Hut Tom bad not; and when the lug
gago was found tlier-i was another In
novation to buffet him. The old buggy
with its high seat had vanished, and
in its room there was a modern surrey
and a negro driver. Tom looked ask
ance at the new equipage.
"Can't we make out to walk, pappy?"
he asked, dropping unconsciously Into
the child-time phrase.
Oh, yes; I reckon we could. You're
not too young, and I'm nof: so terr'o,e
old. ISut--get in, ISuddy, get in; there'll
be trampin' enough for ye, all summer
long."
(To be continued.)
IN THE NEW HARVARD.
I.Mllire on Aatrnnomy la ln(er
rained hy Infant I'rodlKlon.
"Before proceeding further with the
lecture," said the professor of astron
omy at Harvard, according to Life, "I
must Insist that the students lay aslda
their dolls. I cannot pretend to in
struct those who do not pay attention,
and I wish to remark that there is a
time and a place for playing dolls, as
.well as a repository for rattles.
"Do not make it necessary for me
to be personal, Herbert Sylvester Low
ell. The mere fact that you are
teething la no excuse for biting your
teething ring that loud and obstrep
nous manner. Mr. Hollywood, would
you mind stepping into the hall and
telling Algernon's nurse to come In?
lie has au attack of whooping cough
which is annoying the entire class.
"To continue: Uranus is, you will
observe, one of the most Important
planets In the constellation; it has
These interruptions are becom
ing most annoying! Horace Fletcher
Audubon, you must either put away
that gingerbread man or leave the
classroom. No, Milton Horatio Meek
er, you cannot play with your tin en
gine during the lecture hour.
"But I can plainly note that I am
not going to be permitted to proceed,
for that marble game between Augus
tus Evei ton and Nathan Hale Hanson
has absorbed the Interest of most of
my auditors. Henry James, don't you
know that my nerves are not accus
tomed to the scratching of your slate
pencil? stop it! Ah, there goes the
first bell. One moment, please; I
have one or two announcements to
make.
'I regret to say that Prof. Great
head, who was to have talked with us
to-morrow on the "Coamic Conscious
ness of the Inevitable,' is ill and will
not appear. His maternal parent tele
phoned me this morning that he is
suffering from a slight attack of chicken-pox
and that his nurse thinks It
unwise for him to come. I am re
quested further to announce that there
will bo a gamo of pom-pom-pullaway
for the seniors this afternoon in the
yard. The scheduled debate between
the Juniors and the junior laws will
be held Saturday despite the epidemic
of cholera infantum which has so un
fortunately spread among the students.
"I must ask the nurses to come
single file and to avoid getting the
perambulator wheels entangled in each
other. It interferes with the facility
of egress. Kindly avoid dropping milk
bottles upon the floor and see that all
rattles, dolls and toys are in the pot
session of the proper owners."
An Old Ilea ii ty Itrrlpe.
The Roman poet Ovid gives the fo.
lowing recipe for one of the composi
tions then in use nmong the ladles to
increase the smoothness of their skin
or to conserve Its delicacy; "Take the
barley of Libya nnd remove the chaff
and hull, take an equal quantity of
vetch or of bitter vetch; mix the one
and then the other with eggs, then dry
and grind the whole and with it ml
powdered hartshorn. Add some nar
cls"us buiips previously ground In a
mortar and some gum, ind also some
farina mad.' from Tuscan wheat. Now
thicken the mixture with a greater
quantity of honey and the resulting
composition will render the bUq
smoother than a mirror."
4la Ilia Owa.
"While I was engaged to her sh
made me give up drinking, smoking
and golf. Last of all, I gave up somw
thing on my own account."
"What was that?"
"The girl." Judge.
Opinions of
USE FOR OBSOLETE BATTLESHIPS.
FLAN for the fortification of Key West,
lately presented by a naval officer in a
service publication, contains an interest
ing suggestion for the practical use of ob
solete battleships in coast defenses. It
is well known that a modern battleship
deteriorates every year by comparative
loss of speed and mobility, without losing power for of
fense or defense. i
After from ten to twenty years ships as powerful and
Impregnable as ever have to be withdrawn from the
fighting line becauso they cannot keep up with newer
models in Bpeed or agility. Yet if these ships could
fight at anchor, like the French fleet at the battle of
the Nile, they would be nearly as effective as ever. The
suggestion we have referred to is that they should fight
at permanent anchor. The strategic jwsition of Key
West is so Important that it should be made an Ameri
can Gibraltar to guard the Gulf and Car ri bean sea as
that famous rock guards the Mediterranean. But Key
West is a low coral island, surrounded by deep lagoons
and coral reefs almost awash. Tho defenses of the
main island have so little command that outworks are
necessary for complete security.
It is proposed to obtain such outworks at a cheap
rate by stationing the old monitors in shallow water on
these outer reefs and imbedded each solidly In earth
work protected by rlprapping. That will make of each
useless war vessel a stationary fort armed with two or
four 10 or 12-inch guns in turrets. It is further sug
gested that when our older battleships, from the Oregon
class down to those Just before the Dreadnought class,
becomo obsolete for mobile service at sea, they can be
made cheaply and effectively useful by imbedding them
in artificial islands In shallow water off harbors of
slow and difficult approach, like those of New York and
Hampton Roads. This would give to each long life as
a stationary fort after it had outlived Its usefulness as a
mobile battleship. Farmers' Dispatch.
THE OLD AMERICA
N THE year 1850, about the time that
Charles DickenB was engaged in his dys
peptic tour of America, G. V. It. James,
another English novelist, was an Ameri
can visitor, and wrote a letter, sold at auc
tion in New York last week. It is a docu
ment of interest to those outside the glo
rious company of autograph collectors. Wrote James
when at New Haven:
"In passing through this land one sees no poverty,
no squalid wretchedness, no hovels and old huts. Great
good humor, too, is visible everywhere among the peo
ple; each man seems to feel that by industry he can
get on as well as another. There is little of that Jealous
rivalry, none of that irritable envy that we see in ohicr
lands, where we are all struggling fof that bread which
Is not sufficient for the whole."
Here Is an echo of the old America. Great good hu
mor prevalent, a minimum of jealous rivalry and irri
A REAL COMPLIMENT.
It is not often that an author may
listen to a perfectly sincere tribute to
his work, one which he may be sure
is not influenced either by friendship
or courtesy. W. B. Wootlgate, how
ever, In his "Reminiscences of an Old
Sportsman," tells how he paid such a
compliment at a dinner at the Garrlck
Club In London.
The company were all comparing
notes as to leading dramatic and lit
erary feats, and my opinion as to nov
els was asked.
As nearly as I can remember, I said,
'You will laugh If I mention a novel
that probably none of you ever read,
and by a man named Jeaffreson, whom
perhaps you never heard of, but which
to my untutored mind has always
struck me as head and shoulders over
ninety-nine out of a hundred; a book
called, 'Live It Down.' The third vol
ume especially is to my mind unsur
passed for denouement of plot and
sketch of character."
Such was my speech, delivered slow
ly and deliberately:
There was a strained silence In the
room as I concluded. Then some one
asked, solemnly and pointedly.
"Is that meant for a Jest, Mr. Wood
gate?" "Jest! Why? Not at all. I read the
book in my Oxford days, but have
never forgotten and have more than
once reread it, and hold to what I say,
though I do not claim to be a Judge
of such matters.
"Perhaps you are not aware, then,
that Mr. Jeaffreson is sitting beside
you?"
I was taken aback, and looked at
my right-hand neighbor.
"The other side." I was Instructed;
and I faced the left-hand guest, with
whom I had been having much inter
esting conversation.
Cordy Jeaffreson smiled benignly as
I stammered apologies for my person
ality in defining him as "probably un
known." Of course I was aware that
a writer of that name had written
"The Real Lord Byron," and had a
high literary status, but had no Idea
that he was Identical with the author
of the novel In question.
He took the episode good-humoredly,
and vowed that it was a genuine com
pliment to him. He had written the
novel, he said, In his youth, and then
bad settled to more serious literature.
INTERESTING VOLUMES.
Th Ijirnel, the Sniallent ami (be
moat Ksprnatvr llmtk lkuhllnhttl.
The largest bound book ever made
was owned by Queen Victoria, says
the New York Sun. It weiglm sixty
three pounds and la eighteen inches
thick.
For the Hebraic bible In the Vatican
in 1512 the Jews offered Pope Julius
II. its weight in gold-$100,000; but
the pope would not part with it.
flora expensive even, If not more
valuable, is the official hiBtory of the
war of the rebellion issued by the
United States government at a cost of
nearly $3,000,000. Nearly one-half of
this amount was paid for printing
and binding and the rest for salaries,
rent, stationery and such expenses as
Great Papers on Important
table envy, general belief that a kind Providence bad
called the people of this land to dwell in a pretty good
place. Would an English novelist visiting America now
so write?
Yet if Americans to-day were called on to occupy
the houses that satisfied In 1850 they would deem them
selves 111 used. In New Haven wages are nominally
four times higher than sixty years ago, and measure
In purchasing power twice as high. The average Amer
ican stomach Is filled with more and better food, and
the average American back is covered with liner rai
ment. It is the spirit rather than that with which the spirit
exercises itself which has changed for he worse. It
is now almost unfashionable to praise America, a3 for
merly it was deemed unpatriotic to have any doubts.
Jefferson Brick was a most ridiculous person, hut when
be disappeared something of great value tended to go
out of American life. New York Globe.
M
mm.
purchasing records from private in
dividuals. It was ten years in the
making, consisting of 112 volumes.
A set of 5,020 volumes in the Chi
nese department of the British mu
seum constitutes the largest book in
the world. It Is an encyclopedia of
the literature of China from 1000 B. C.
to 1700 A. D., a period of twenty-eight
centuries. The work in England was
purchased for $6,000, being one of the
three copies In existence. It was forty
years in compilation and was ordered
by Emperor Kang-he, who reigned
from 1662 to 1722.
The smallest book in the world, not
much larger than a man's thumb nail,
was made In Italy, the text being a
letter, before unpublished, written by
the inventor of the pendulum clock to
Mine. Christine of Lorraine In 1665. It
Is four-tenths of an inch long, a quar
ter of an inch wide, contains 208 pages,
each with nine lines and from ninety
five to one hundred letters. Next
smallest Is an edition of Dante's "Di
vine Comedy," a little less than an
inch wide, with type so small that It
takes a microscope to read the letters.
The famous poisoned arrow of the
African savage is not always so dead
ly a weapon as t sounds. In fact, it
may be absolutely harmless. After
having killed an old buffalo bull near
the N'garl Kltl swamp, says E. B.
Bronson In his recent book, "In Closed
Territory," he noticed a small black
shaft about the diameter of a slate
pencil standing perpendicularly out of
the animal's right loin, near the spiny,
and six Inches In front of the hip. One
of the natives said, with a laugh,
"Other hunters have been out long
before you, Bwana, but their resas
(cartridge) was not as good as yours;
that Is a Wanderoboo poisoned arrow."
It was true, as we found proved, when,
after five minutes' cutting and tugging,
the arrow-head was withdraw from the
bull's tough bade muscles.
It was a remarkable example of the
great power of the Wanderoboo bow.
From Its sharply barbed point to Its
base the arrow-head was five and a
half Inches long, and four and a half
inches of Its length had been driven
through the half-inch hide and on Into
the heavy muscles of the loin.
Since It stood perpendicularly In the
loin, It must have been shot into the
bull while he was passing beneath a
tree, or when he was drinking directly
below some overhanging bank, both
methods of attack favorites of the
light-armed Wanderoboo.
While tho Wanderoboo poison is
deadly to beasts within five to twenty
minutes when it Is fresh, applied to arrow-heads
In this dry climate. It cakoa
to the hardness of enamel in a few
weeks and beewnes harmless. Luckily
lor the old bull, It was evidently such
au old dlsenvenomej arrow that had,
perhaps by mistake, or as the last in
the qulier. been driven Into him.
The poison is made from the bark of
a bush much like a laurel, which Is
boiled down and down until It be
comes a thick, gummy, concentrated
extract. So prepared, it is thickly
smeared over the barbed head and
; THE OLD POISONED AKR0W.
Subjects.
BUCKET SHOPS. '
AIXTAIN1NG a stock-gambling office ii
other words, a bucket-shop Is an offens
against the United States laws. A buoket
shop is a'p'lace where men "make bets that
the price of a stock will rise or fall by
offering to buy so many shares at stuh a
price, or offering t5 sell a similar amount
at a similar price. There is no expectation of buying
the stock or of selling It; but the forms of such legiti
mate business transactions are observed, and innocent
people who desire to invest their money -ire thereby
duped Into doing business with such places. They usu
ally lose all the money they Invest.
The Attorney General has lately secured Indictments
r.galust a group of men who have maintained 250 such
gambling offices In various parts of tho country, nnd he
has announced his purpose to prosecute them to the
full extent of the law. It is confidently expected tLat
ho will succeed in stopping their business as his predc
ceisors under other laws" stopped the Louisiana lot
tery. When the power of the national government 13
directed against any nich evil as these it is much more
effective than when a single State or a single city at
tempts to purge itself of offenders against the law.
The extent to which the bucket-shop business has
been developed is almost incredible, and the machinery
devised for entrapping the unwary is shrewdly con
structed. Not only did the bucket-shop operators do
their business, nominally as "stock brokers," but they
maintained an organized stock exchange, on which
enough legitimate 'business was done to make a showing
of honesty and fair dealing.
But the chief patrons of these places were nothing
but gamblers. They did not want to buy or sell any
thing, any more than does the man who bets on which
lump of sugar a fly will next light. The proprietors of
the places allowed their patrons to win only enough to
keep them interested, but by a system of secret wires
secured advance information from the legitimate stock
exchanges which enabled them to prevent any customer
from forcing them to lose. Youth's Companion.
three or four Inches of the shank or
shaft.
How the plant Is known botanlcally,
or whether It is known at all, I am
unaware, but It bears a purple fruit,
quite the shape and about the size cf
a small olive, which I understand
Is not itself poisonous.
So armed, the Wanderoboo tack'.e
and kill anything, from the tinient
buck up to elephant, their favorite tac
tics a silent shot from a brush shelter
built within five or ten yards of a
much-used watering-place. Such prim
itive shooting covers one sees dally
above springs and along streams ' In
mountains and plains of the Wandero
boo coutnry.
This particular arrow-head the old
bull carried would plainly have gone
much deeper had it not struck a rib,
for as found, the thin head was bent
almost to right angles with its shank
by contact with bone.
That it was a very old wound was
obvious, for not only had it entirely
healed, except local irritation about tho
head, but in places where the hard
black enamel-like coating of the poison
was worn away the shank wa3 much
rusted.
A Dark Hard to Kill.
The screaming Walloon is a hard
duck to kill. Its hide Is very tough
and is thickly covered with feathers
and down. Besides, the bird Is a
great diver, one of the kind that used
to "dive at the flash" when hunted
with the old arm that flashed when
fired. It Is of very little value for
table use, being so tough. The only
way to manage It at all is to skin it
tnd parboil It In a big pot with plenty
of water. The negroes make cap3 of
Walloon skins.
"They are great dusks for diving,"
says a well-known Tred Avon river
progger. "They can dive quicker, go
down deeier, remain under water long
er and come up farther away than
any other duck that frequents our
waters. I remember once I succeeded
in killing a Walloon, and, being short
of game for the table, I determined to
cook my bird. I got a negro to skin it,
giving him the hide for his trouble.
After being cleaned we put It In a
great pot full of water and under It
kindled a hot fire. After awhile I
wanted to see how the cooking of my
duck progressed and lifted the top off
the boiling pot, but there was so much
steum escaping I could not see into
the pot and struck a match over it.
The blamed Walloon, sir, dived at the
flash of tho match. It disappeared and
has never been seen since." Baltlmor
Sun.
I'raellfiil Poetry.
"Pa. here's a piece of poetry that
says something about a 'moated
grange." What is a 'moated grange,'
pa?"
"I.emme look at It. I guess that
must be a misprint for 'garage.' A
moated garage Is one that's designed
for motors. That's it. Cleveland
Plain Dealer.
I- rill Ileal.
Little Willie Pa. what docs this pa
ht mean by saying It was a fruitless
search?
Father It probably applies, my son,
to the quest of some man who was
looking for pineapples on a pine tree,
Clik'ago News.