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Pinkham’s Vegetable Compound is recognized from ooest to coast as the standard -remedy for woman’s ills. In Am Pinkham Laboratory at Lynn, MaaL, are files containing hundreds of thousands of letters from women seek ing health — many of them openly state over tbelrown signatures that they have regained their health by taking Lydia EL Pinkham’s Vegetable Compound; and In some cases that it has saved them from surgical operations. Mysteries of Complexion. “Bba has a fine complexion." “And ahe gives every man whe klaaaa bar a little of It as a souvenir," Alfalflaeeed 18.80. Farm* for sale on crop pay manta. J. Mulhu.il. Boo City, la.—Adr. Dog Mothers Kittens. Mika, a rat terrier owned by Wll Ham Bailey of Georgetown, was die oovered yesterday mothering a pair ol klttana he bad stolen from the homt of a neighbor. Mike had gone U the boose, picked the kittens up by the neck, and carried them to his own home, where be was discovered play ing with them and making them com fortable In every way. When the two kittens were returned to their.mothei Mike was Inconsolable, and has since refused to eat.—Georgetown (Del) Die patch to the Philadelphia Inquirer. LADIES CAN WEAR SHOES ties stas Wes 11«r after using Allen's Foot-lime, the inline*l yonder to he sunken Into the shoes. I, Makes tiehtor new shoes (eel easy. Just the thing tor dead a#. Rtfuit luUiftiudi. For FllHH trial SaMsiaa aidless Allen B.oiinsum, to Hoy, N. Y. Adr. Qlad to See Them Go? Patience—I see a London railroad station has been equipped with' pen ny-tn-ths-alot machines for the salo of tickets to persons who wish to ac oompany friends to the train plat forms. Patrice—That's too cheap. I know Fd give more than a penny to see eome of my friends leave the town. 1 Good Cause for Alarm I Deaths from kidney diseases have ln ereased TS% In tw nty years. People over- I do nowadays In so many ways that the con ■tatUMrlng of poisoned blood weakens Beware of fatal Bright’s disease. When hackaohe or urinary Ills suggest weak kidneys, use Doan’s KUlney Pills, drink water freely and reduoe the diet. Avoid ; eoffee, las and liquor. Doan’s Kidney Pills command oonfl ; dan os, for no other remedy Is so widely need or so generally successful. An Iowa Case "I wouldn't take _ _ one hundred dollars TwfyWttwe (or the good Doan's Itfs.SIwy'' Kidney Plus have done me," e a y e Charles D. Hayes, of 111 Ave. B, Albta, la. . “My life wan I burden with kidney trouble At flrat attack* of pain In mar back that •oon developed into A oonatant ache. 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Sioox City, la Barber Supplies IT^Kleeblatt Barber, Supply Co. ,618 Pierce S*., ,Biil waft: i w Vt'flu; U FUTURE OF PERSIA REGARDED AS VAGUI Fn m the New York Times. Students of Persian affairs ha awaited with considerable eagernesi what is called the foreign officer’; "Persian Extra”; in other words, thi Blue Book containing the latest corres pondence between the British legatioi at Teheran and the foreign office. Now that tlie- "Pe rsian Extra" has been pub lished, it is found to throw little lighi upon what many publicists desire- te know—the present stater of the Rus sianization of the northern sphere nne the Angliclzatlon of the southerr sphere. The perloel covered by the correspond ence extends lrom the.middle erf Kerb ruary of lost year to the end of Sep tember Most of the early telegram; and dispatches which passed betweer Sir Walter Townley, minister at Te heran, and Sir Edward Grey refer to £ proposed advance of money to the Per slim government and the terms of iu repayment. Eventually the India office agreed tc the payment from Indian revenues ol $500,000 as half of the British share ol the Anglo-Russian loan of $2,000,000. Later the treasury also agreed to ad vance $500,000. In March telegrams passed with regard to the departure of the ex-Shah from Odessa for Berlin, and later reporting that he had gone to Nice. On March 10 the India office an nounced that $500,000 had been paid to the Imperial ISank of Persia. Appar ently the ex-Shaii was lost sight of, since on March 28 Sir Edward Grey telegraphed to Sir It. Rodd to know if he were In Venice, and in reply was told that he was not. Later Sir George Buchanan tele graphed from St. Petersburg stating, on tho authority of tile minister for foreign affairs, that the ex-Shah was 111 in a sanatorium near Dresden, while the Persian government learned that he had gone thence to Vienna. On April 30 Sir W. Townley tele graphed that he had paid over $1,000,000 to the Persian government. On the previous day a communication had come from the ambassador at St. Pet ersburg stating that the ex-Shah could expect no support from tho Russian government. In June the telegrams refer mainly to tho landing of Salar-ed-Dowleh near Resht, and ids defeat by the govern ment forces and the operations in Tan gistan. Salar-ed-Dowleh’s capture was incorrectly reported in July. Telegrams in August and September discuss the question of the pensioning and banish ment of Salar-ed-Dowleh, and tile final message announces Ills departure from Kormanshah for Resht and Europe. Other telegrams at this period describe uio successful Journey of Captain Wil son through Lurlstan and Ills arrival at BuruJIrd. FORD PROFIT-SHARING SCHEME IS NOT NEW I'Yom tho New York Times. Although tho recent commitment of the Ford automobile plant to a profit sharing scheme started the entire world to discussing the probable benefits and dangers of this practice, there Is noth ing new In the idea of dividing profits with workers. The Ford announce ment attracted attention chiefly be cause of the enormous profits to be shared, and because of the liberal terms on which they are to be apportioned. Ono Industry In Germany originated a prefit-sharing scheme 70 years ago, and still clings to it, although without enthusiasm. The idea has made little progress in Germany, there being only SO concerns In the whole empire that aro using It. There are but eight or 10 profit-sharing plans In use In Swit zerland, and theso are small undertak ings. In the United Kingdom the theory of giving the workers an interest in the profits which they help to produce has been largoly confined to gas companies. About half of the gas produced is put out under profit-sharing conditions. In France there are only two profit sharing gas companies, and profit shar ing in that country prevails largely among insurance companies and banks, a group that has only one representa tive in the United Kingdom. Profit sharing is a feature, more or less, of tho mines and quarries, railways and tramways, and metal, engineering and shipbuilding firms in France, while In England it is prominent in the clothing, the food and tobacco, and the chemical trades. In the United Kingdom a very large number of schemes still provide for the payment of the bonus simply in cash, while in tho most recent schemes, par ticularly those of the gas companies, the plan of giving working people fa cilities for the purchase of shares In the undertaking is largely adopted. Neither of these systems has anything like the same Importance in France; payment in rash, though not of course unknown In France, Is far less common than here, and has been somewhat dis countenanced by certain leading mem bers of the French Profit-Sharing so ciety; while the system of encouraging employes to purchase shares in the em ployer’s undertaking is not very gen eral. and Is regarded as exposing th« work people's profit-sharing bonuses to excessive risk. Intemperate Complaints. Secretary Daniels and the represen tatives of Americans driven out of Mex ico who called on him in Washington with their protests may both have been in that mood of exasperation out of which explosively come hot and ill considered statements. It is difficult to believe that Mr. Daniels' would per mit himself, in that mood or another, to say that Americans who went into Mexico were socking high profits and could not expect their government to protect them. He might have said that Americans venturing in business in a disordered land, or remaining in it. accepted cer tain hazards, and could not expect the same protection from their government there that they would have at home. If he said the other ho must have been beside himself. It Is too strange for credence. The refugees evidently are wildly ex cited when they accuse the American naval forces of falling, through timid ity. to give them protection in Tam pico. They'll gain no sympathy by such remarks. Admiral Mayo governed him self in accordance with the best judg ment of the various naval commanders oft Tampico, and what they were striv ing to do was done. lt'» an excited imagination that finds fault with the prudent provisions of the naval commanders. The poltcv of the American government in Mexico can be criticised by citizens who believe its aim ought to be different, and conse quently other methods adopted, but to accuse the navy of failing to do its duty is to go to an extreme of intem I perance. It s a certainty that Mayo's men were Itching to do, at Tampico, what was done at Vera Cruz, hut the admiral was wisely prudent rather than provoca tive. For this reason many Americans who might have been dead are now alive to complain. Spanish railroads are conducting en ergetic campaigns of education to im prove agricultural conditions alons their lines. I | A Malice of Extraordinary Bisfiiicfioii The Marshal Z^Mary Raymond Shipman Andrews Ao}hor The Perfect Tribute. etc. Copyritht. The Bobba-MerriB Compary. CHAPTER m (Continued). 1 "Sacra bleu!" he flung back in his strong sudden voice. "It Is my friend, the marshal. Was It you, then, glued up there? Yet another fashion to play with death, eh? Nom d’un chlen! You have a star of good luck—you are saved for something great, it must be. Madame,” he spoke to the mother, "you should guard this adventurer. He tells me that his life is of importance to his country, yet he risks It with damnable freedom. I caught him kick ing over a precipice, and here he is running his neck Into danger again. France will lack a marshal and you to blame—yet he Is hard to kill, I con fess it.” “He Is hard to guard, my Seigneur,” Ea Claire answered seriously. "I never know the next danger. He Is more obedient than the others, yet It is he who will make my hair gray. But he is good, my Francois,” and her arm slipped around the boy. She drew him close, as if only now realizing how nearly she had lost him. "I believe It Is simply that fear is left out of him, as they say In the village. He does not know how to be afraid, le petit." The stranger turned a glance like a blow on the little fellow. "Francois,” he demanded, "what made you still so long at the top of the ladder Just now? Were you afraid?” "No, M'sieur,” the child answered. “I was looking at the chateau—the new chateau. There is some one living In it now, M'sieur. I thought as I looked that when I grew big and an oflicer, I might go there and place my soldiers about that chateau. I ar ranged how to attack it very well. I also arranged how to defend it. There should be infantry to take the little gates while the cavalry kept the de fenders busy at the great gate.” The bay horse, restive, whirled and plunged sidewise: the rider sat close yet loose as he played the reins, and In a moment had the beast facing again toward the boy and the woman. His brows down, he stared at the lad with his keen hard glance, but he Bpoke to the mother. "Madame," he said, “It Is a soldier you have there. I have not heard of another boy who lingers at the top of church steeples to plan military operations. He has a love for the business—if he have the genius also he may go far. He should be in structed.” The two rvaited, attentive, a little astonished to be noticed so long, and then the heavy brows lifted and a smite came Into the stern eyes, making them astonishingly kind. “It is my poor house which you have honored with your reflections, M’sieur the Marshal,” he flung at Francois. "Come and see me there in the chateau, and I will help you arrange the attack against it. Good day." There was a clatter of galloping hoofs; the bay mare and her rider were far down the street. "Who is it, my mother—the fierce gentleman?” Francois asked. “You are fortunate today, Francois,” Claire answered him. “The good God has saved your life from a very great foolishness, and also I think you have made a friend. It is the new seigneur.” CHAPTER IV. COMING TO HIS OWN. Possibly the greatest human quality Is creativeness. It is an echo of the most characteristic divine quality. Na poleon I was essentially a creator. Ho breathed Into France the breath of a life not before there; he took disor ganized masses and made of them in vincible armies. He clipped territories from countries and made of them king doms; beyond all, he made men. A hero Is often crisis-born; Napoleon made the crises and shaped heroes to fit them. Again and again he drew out from the mass of common clay a lump in which his master glance saw the leaven of possibility; he breathed his own conquering, limitless spirit Into it, and In a turn the automatons was a great general, ready to do his work, bound to him for Ufe by a chain of de votion unbreakable, unreasoning, self sufficient, a mystery of that astound ing personality. He made great men and then In his lordly way he set them in frames which suited his fastidious sense of fitness. Out of old France’s domains he helped himself to lands and castles and gave them with a free hand to his marshals and Ills generals. Six years ago, before Waterloo, he had given the new chateau of Vieques and Its lands to General the Baron Gaspard Gourgaud, whom he had be fore then fashioned Into a very good pattern of a soldier out of material left over rrom tne om aristocracy, vtcques was a village when “all Gaul was di vided into three provinces” of Rome; a village much the same in 1S20. It lay in the Valley Delesmontes—"of the mountains”—a league from the llttlo city Delesmontes, whose 6,000 inhabit ants constituted It the chief city of this valley of the Jura. Over Vieques hung the mountain called Le Rose, behind Le Rose loomed that greater mountain called Le Ralmeu; back of Le Raimeu rolled the Jura range. The ancient road of the days of Julius Caesar ran through Vieques, runs now, the main road straight to Rome. It is kept up at present by the government and one may see a man working on It any day. A little river cuts across the hamlet— the Cheulte: over it arches, steep, like a crooked finger, unbelievably steep, the Roman bridge built in those same times before France was, and used now every hour of every day. Solid and age-defying and dignified, it goes about its business of holding the land to gether from one day to another as it has done for 2,000 years, as it may do, to all appearances, for 2,000 more. The old road passes over the old bridge high Into air and makes sin "elbow” as the villagers put it, at its foot, swinging down stream at a right angle; a team of horses rattling down the slope gathers Buch an impetus that often they bump Into the barn of Pierre Beauratne, built stolidly at the turn of the elbow, before their driver can stop them. One wonders why the grand father of the grandfather of Pierre built his barn at this place, but there it stands, and the horses must accustom themselves. It Is a qunint old village sitting un der Its mountains, gay with its gardens and poppy fields, strung on Its little river and Its old. old highway, tied to gether with Its steep-arched bridge. The general looked about him with ap proval when he drove down of a morn ing from tha ' new" chateau on the hill. The new chateau, the castle, is 1.000 years old, built before the crusades, in the time of Charlemagne, but yet hab itable. It stands not distant from and 3 on the same spur of Le Rose as the old Roman chateau, that pile of tumbled ruins which Francois loved. The castle Is a massive square of gray stone with a pointed roof of red tile; four towers flank it, two battlemented, two with spires red tiled. Windows narrow and high and round, meurtrieres in the towers, prick the stretch of masonry; the front facade Is battlemented; a hedge of thorns 15 feet high reaches a delicate green arm about its strength; half a mile back a stone wall battle mented, too, defends the place from attack on the mountain side; the moun tain rises sharply SCO feet high behind, A park of beech trees stands stately about the castle; above It one sees only the red roofs, and the towers, and glimpses of gray stone. It was like this in the year of 1200; it is like this today. The Baron-General Gourgaud, taking possession in the month of July, thought It lucky ho had not seen this domain or his before, else the vision would have turned his heart from his duty. After a full career almost in boyhood—for the Cross of the Legion of Honor had come to him at 24—after service in the Spanish and Austrian campaigns and diplomatic missions; after saving the emperor’s life at Moscow; after Waterloo, Napoleon had chosen him as one of three officers to go with him to St. Helena. The chateau and estate of Vieques had been given to him by the emperor after that brave and lucky moment at Moscow when, the first man to enter the Krem lin, he had snatched the match from a mass of gunpowder which would a mo ment later have blown up both officers and emperor. But, what with battles and diplomacy, what with years at St. Helena and the years in England after, he had not till this summer of 1820 seen his property. Now, at once his heart went out to it, and he loved It as naturally, as whole-heartedly as if it had come to him through a line of an cestors. The splendid, gray, old pile, the »mud 6* iiriuo, kilo iituo village ncot ling to its castle—all this seemed to the soldier of fortune not a strange new luxury but like coming to his own. Ten years before he had married; four years after that his wife had died, and the daughter she had left was now a girl of seven, a fairy type of girl, airily and daintily made, quickfooted and tfuick-wltted; unexpected, too, like a fairy, and with a brave and obstinate spirit which gratified her soldier father every day. “You are perfect in every way but one. Alixe,” he said, as he swung her high to kiss her. “You are—” “I know,” the girl interrupted, com rade-like. “I know the fault I have. I am not a boy. But I do not ■wish to be a boy, father. I would then grow to be a great fierce person with a mustache” and the two laughed together “Men are more like the brutes, like the horses or , tigers or lions—like you, father. It is only women who are really people— dumode.” “Indeed!” General Gourgard re ceived the statement with his heavy , brows in a tremendous frown, and his ' eyes gleaming with pride in the defi- , ance. “Is it so, my daughter? I am lucky to have some one who Is really a person to save me from being a brute altogether. But all the same : you grand lady and person, you can not ! hand down the name of Gourgaud. You will fly off some day to a brute with a ; mustache, and leave your father alone j in this big chateau, is it not?” He . knew her answer, but he liked to hear , ie. , “I shall never manry anybody,” Alixe announced. “I can not ever love any one like my father.” In spite of the satisfaction which this speech gave him, it was a sadness to the baron that no grandchild of of his name would live in this chateau which he had so soon loved so much. He thought of it many times, and the more keenly he felt the joy of his life the more keenly he felt this missing thread in its pattern. Yet it seemed a disloyalty to Alixe when the memory of the little pleasant boy with the largo dark eyes came to him as he told stories to his daughter in the twilight. The story of the battle of Ratisbon it was tonight, and how he he had gone down into that “glorious ditch” and swarmed up the ladder with the French troops under fire. Allxe's blue eyes flashed and her hands clutched his coat lapels—she loved the tale. Yet into the mind of Gaspard Gourgaud shot the idea that if he were telling it to a boy of his, he might dream how that bt y would march away some day and uo such a deed with a memory of his father in . his soul. Yet no boy could ever have . been so dear to him as this girl, gentle and spirited, elusive, caressing, sweetest always in the world. CHAPTER V HIS STAR "Father, father!” Allxe dashed Into 1 the library the morning after the tale 1 ofvRatlsbon. "I told you, mademoiselle, : that I was not to be troubled. I am writing my book," the general thun- 1 dered at the little figure. Allxe was not impressed. “Do not : drop your eyebrows in that way"; she 1 put a forefinger on each bushy line. "It makes you so ugly, father." He put his arm around her. "What Is it you wish? Be quick.” ' "Oh!" Allxe danced in excitement again. “There Is a queer, little, village ' boy—but a good boy, father. He has brought you a bunch of lettuce—such ' white fat lettuce! Will you see him? May I bring him here? He Is a very good boy.” "Allxe, you are lmpayable,” the gen eral groaned. "I am your plaything! Yes, bring the good little boy—send for all the village—have in the servants— that will help me with my writing." Allxe, Ignoring sarcasm, had flown. In a minute she was back and led by i the hand Francois. "Ah!” the general greeted him sternly. "My friend. the Marshal! You have already begun the attack on my chateau, it seems?” "No, my seigneur,” the boy answered gravely. “Not yet. I bring you some salado as a present. It is from my mother's garden. I chose the best." “I thank you,” said the general with seriousness. "I am not sure If your mother will thank you equally. It Is a good present.” Francois was gratified. La Claire had this morning sent him to the gar dens with a wide margin of time, and the Inspiration had come as he looked down the gleaming row of white lettuce that he would take a tribute and make a visit which the seigneur had asked him to make. The seigneur would be ^ P7ad of the letcmn, fcp had not his father said yesterday that it was the best ever grown, that he would wager there was none such in the village, no, not even in the garden of the chateau. He filled his mother's basket so full that he staggared, and climbed the slope and made his way past the ruins to the left around the lift of Le Rose, across the Pre du Sac, on to the new chateau to the great paved courtyard 100 feet square, past the stables at the left and on to the door. There a big man, dressed beautifully in violet, had refused to let him in, had even refused to take his lettuce to the ■eeigneur, and the boy was about to go off grieved when a wonderful little girl, also in beautiful clothes, but less lovely than the violet ones, had ap peared. Like a fairy she looked, he thought, and like a fairy she had changed everything, and now here he was in the presence of the seigneur, accepting thanks, looking about as much as he might and yet be polite, at the unknown splendors of a room in the chateau itself. General Gourgaud brought down his fist on the table so that it rattled and Francois started—but not Alixe. "Sabre de bois!" he threw at the two children. "You have ruined my morning between you. I meant to fin ish those cursed chapters this morn ing. But let them wait. Having the honor to receive a visit from an officer of high rank, the least I can do is to entertain him. What amusement do you prefer, M'sleur the Marshal? I am at your service.” It was natural to Francois to be lieve every one kindly; he accepted with simplicity, if with slight surprise, the general’s, speech. “Does the' seigneur mean it?" he asked. “But yet,” the general shot at him. "If the seigneur means it,” Francois went on promptly, “I know what I wish.” “Parbleu! you do?" General Gour gaud was surprised in turn at this readiness. “What then?" “The seigneur has fought battles un der the great emperor himself?” the boy asked in an awed tone. "Yes” came the abrupt answer again. inuiK! whispered the French boy. "To have fought under the emperor!" And the old soldier’s heart thrilled suddenly. The child went on. “If the seigneur would tell me a story of one fight—of Just one!” “Ratisbon, Ratisbon!” clamored Alixe, and she scrambled over the arm of his chair to her father's knee and her hand went around his neck. “Tell about Ratisbon and the ditch and the ladders, father. It’s true,” she nodded at Francois, encouragingly. “It’s real ly true; he was right there.” And she went on, addressing the general. "And when that is done, tell about Auster litz and the soldiers drowning under the ice. And when that is done tell about Wawram and—” “Halt!” ordered the general. "I have not a week to talk. But 1 will tell about Ratisbon if you wish.” He settled himself into his deep chair and drew the little girl closer; a dark curl caught on :he rough cloth of his coat and lay tcross his square shoulder; she held his thumb tightly with one hand. The hoy stood erect in front of them, his cnitted peasant cap In his hand, his uminous eyes not stirring from the general’s face; outside the hot stillness ay over the park and over the wide ields—where thousands of poppies stretched scarlet heads higher than the wheat; one heard the trampling of torses in the paved courtyard of the sastle where the red-roofed stables stood, the distant voices of grooms; in he dim room there was no sound. "One lived in those days, my chil Iren," the abrupt strong voice broke he quiet. "War is terrible, but after ill one lives—if one is not killed at ince. It happened so to many that lay of Ratisbon; many were killed hat day.” The deep voice stopped, hen went on again. “The Austrians teld Ratisbon and the bridge across the Danube river. The emperor wished to ake the town and that bridge. Marshal Lannes was ordered to do it. You see, ' ny children, the walls were very old >ut filled with Austrian artillery, and here was infantry, on the parapets. An >»d ditch lay under the walls, a large litch, dry, but 20 feet high and BO feet 1 vide. All the bottom of it was a vegetable garden. To take that town t was necessary to go down into that litch and climb up again to the walls, ind all the time one would be under Ire from the Austrians on the walls—■ lo you understand that, children? Very veil. Twice the marshal asked for &0 1 volunteers to take the ladders and - >lace them in the ditch. Twice 100 men | iprang forward, and it was necessary ' o choose the 60. Twice they dashed >ut, carrying the ladders, from behind , he great stone barn which had covered hem, and each time the detail was , viped out—50 men wiped out. It was ike that, my children, the fight at , latlsbon.” The brown curl lay un itirred against the dark cant; the ihining eyes of the boy held, as it astened there, to the face of the story eller. Into the silence came a choking ilgh.__ (Continued next week.) H 4 ► BEFORE AND AFTER. 4 1 ► 4 < »444444+*++t»»4» ♦♦»+♦♦»»4» J From the Pittsburgh Leader. It Is saddening to think that If only - i little of the expertness available in jetting into mines wrecked by explo- ' lions and fire were turned into the j ireventive channel the rescues would ( lot bo needed. Nowhere Is the ounce , if prevention so valuable as In a coal nine. ] Disaster does not come upon coal nines without warning, or from un- t cnown causes. The causes of explo- ' dons are as definite as anything can ie. If there were any mystery about ] t the condemnation would be less se- ( rere. 1 But every coal miner, and every i iperator, and every man connected 1 vith the federal rescue work, knows ' ixactly what causes explosions, and j vhy explosions happen, and in most :ases they know when to expect them, i All that Is necessary is to take prop- 1 ?r care. It is a little more expensive o ventilate a mine than a dwelling, >ut one Is just as essential to the lives >f the occupants as the other. And vhen the ventilation Is neglected the esults also are more costly than In ' he ordinary dwelling. * The vapor of gasoline Is more dan- < jerous than the gases and coal dust In 1 :oal mines, and yet considering the : iniversal use of gasoline, the number * if explosions is Insignificant compared ] ;o the explosions in coal mines, and re- 1 suits are less terrible. I And what Is just as sad when we •ontemplate the loss of life In coal J nl ncs is that a mine may be ventila- 1 :ed and kept safe as easily as a house. ‘ rhe one difference Is In the cost. If 11 1 ■ost as little to ventilate a mine as a J muse there would be no explosions In j nines. J What we need Is more prevention 1 ind less picturesque rescue work. It ' s thrilling to read of the rescuers with c ;heir equipment going into wrecked f nines and bringing out dead bodies. 1 nut it would be more human'to know die men working underground do r.c. need to come out dead. < j HE PREDICTS BRAZIL WILL DRAW ALIENS Missionary Thinks Tide of Im» migrants Will Turn to South AmeriQa. Prom the New York Times. The Rev. Dr. 'William Cabell Brown, Who has been a Protestant Episcopal missionary In Brazil for 23 years, stopped at the Wolcott on his way to Rio de Janeiro. Dr. Brown thinks that Brazil is the most progressive of all tha South American countries, and that with the immigration laws of this coun try growing stricter, as he believes they must, because there Is no more public land, and a demand is growing for higher standards of admission into tha country, the tide of European emigra tion is bound to turn to Brazil. Before being transferred to Rio, six years ago, Dr. Brown was stationed at various times In several cities of Rio Lrande do Sul. The Episcopal church, w. says, is making fair progress In though It Is the most recent of „? Protestant churches to be estab lished in the country, the Presbyterian the first to enter the field. The nurch has now 1,500 communicants in w£°UntTry’ of whom 100 are In Rio. * went to Brazil, Americans far from numerous in tha , s?ld Dr- Brown yesterday. ? !, Americans to go down there ZV£jl?ntiSt9,; and they established’ SET*!1!" f 1 over the country. Other with' /Americans were siow to take up business or professions in Brazil. the R,° de Janeiro Light & ™°,™ company, largely spoken of as .... American and Canadian company, git control of the street railways of aayen. °r eight years ago, Amer Iv ? eiL,cTlnB in verY numerous y’.?ad J think they are opening up nlg-L,*/ ax.tensl',eIy in a general way. A met thi Uvo before I sailed from Rio r Sli “!ree Young men from Boston, who ?,ad c°m® down to establish branch of lndicati American concerns. This is an marnftw that 0ur merchants and touchf wm,re*!, are Petting into closer thatheJI,itht l^at country. Another Is Brazil hertS .fr0m thls country to late years lncreased enormously of waJintrti8 qllestlon that Brazil Is ®up\ °ur railway men are mak ins ROOa dnwn t __ .. . generally known that sx-P^esident Roosevedt's son Kermit has been learn r^h110 r5iIroa<J business in Sao Paulo Hancelb Y rt'ard' the father of hl3 veara eco way. was pupil of mine Inent 1 met three sons of prom wo?kin\ n^Cnn ra Iway men who were ordinate ™J?fazillan ra»ways in sub rs1fwoP lt,0ns- and 1 believe that *reat nosJh<UHn at,Ieast ^cognize the ,reat possibilities of the country. Bra ‘‘ ls a° -?arve>ou3'y watered that in hmt nnfU|°re,tl":re Is bound to be tries 1 engPineenrf. hydraulic aad ■on.Ti10 Brazilians are exceedingly cour ■naintained hosJ>1™- 1 have Always maintained—and it seems to be borne leLfZ Ble,PreS3 disPatches since the Cruz-that of all the ,°.f South America Brazil is hsniost friendly toward us. -w> ar0 tw0 bl<? features in the Ame U 03 ?fu Braz11 that I think Americans might look into, and those ire lumbering and the cattle business. . *tnow of an American company that •wo years ago invested about $2,000,000 n timber land in the State of Parana, ■ S1 , 6 years other companies have tuletly bought vast rights, which are is yet untouched. The country is so mormons that it is still short in means if communieation." Travelers say Rio is one of the most expensive places in the world to live n,” was suggested. “I believe it is the most expensive dace in the world,” replied Dr. Brown. ‘New York is cheap by comparison. tVhy? The only reason I have been ible to think out is that comparatively ‘ew things are manufactured in the ■ountry, and the expenses of the gov irnment are met practically entirely 'rom customs receipts. The tariff is mormously high. “But it would pay some Americans vho keep going to Europe year by year o try a trip to Rio Instead. Th<5y vould see a great deal worth seeing ind have some new experiences. “Of course the population of Brazil s growing, but the immigration that is loming now is nothing to what must 'Ome 'when the tide changes from the United States. There is a vast amount >f land down there awaiting develop nent. Some day the Immigration laws if this country will necessarily become io strict that southern Europe will leek an easier outlet for its surplus lopulatioa, and then the tide will flow oward Brazil with the intensity that low characterizes the current toward he United States.” i no v^ompcxing orates. From the Saturday Evening Post. Papermaking Is a continuous Industry, he mills generally running through the reek without Intermission. Continuous ndustrles mean either three shifts of tght hours each or two shifts of 12 hours ach. What the latter means was de crlbed as follows by the committee of tockholders of the steel corporation, of which Stuyvesant Fish was chairman; •'We are of opinion that a 12-hour day if labor followed continuously by any ;roup of men for any considerable num ler of years means a decreasing of the ffloiency and a lessening of the vigor of uch men.” In confirmation of that opinion William 3. Dlckson*wrltes In The Survey; •'And I will further state that. In my udginent, a large proportion of the steel workers whom from early manhood work 2 hours a day are old men at 40.” At the last session of the Massachusetts egtslature the progressive party intro uced a bill limiting work In paper mills o eight hours a day. It was defeated; ,nd one of the arguments used against it was that It would drive the paper lndus ry out of that state and Into other com aonwealths which permitted a 12 or 13 lour day. Probably the argument was unsound, ut It shows “how competition across state Ines may retard labor. What Is Gravity? Sir Oliver Lodge In Harper's Magazine. The first experiment, which a baby (takes, is connecttAl with the force of ravlty. It is born with an instinctive r ancestral dread of the unrestrained .ction of that force upon its own body: .nd it is said to be able to cling with enacity to a stick or branch of a tree, .ater on it takes pleasure in dropping rslscellaneous objects to see them fall; erliaps to see if they all fall alike. And a very remarkable fact it Is which is thus being observed; the most amiliar of all material facts, and one f the least understood—least under toed. that is. of all the simple phvsi al facts which must surely be within he limits of human comprehension. For t a philosopher is asked why all bod ss tend to move toward the earth, and why they all fall with steady, equal ac elleratlon. unless retarded or checked omehow, he has to reply that he does ot know. The buffalo of the United States and Canada now number about 3.000.