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OPINIONS OF GREAT PAPERS ON IMPORTANT SUBJECTS
A Combination of Farmers. ,
A N organization called the Americas Society of Equi
ty, consisting of farmers and having Its headquar
ter! at Indianapolis, baa Issued a bulletin to the
farmer of t'le West advising them that, by means
of co operation. It la easily possible to make $1 per bushel
the minimum price of wheat during the coming season.
The executive authorities of the American Society
of Equity believe that It la eatlly poatble, If the farmers
will but exercise a amall degree of self-restraint, to have
the price of wheat In Chicago ran go from $1 upward!
though the advice la given not to lnaiat upon more than
tl, for the reason that to hold for higher prices would
lead to a great accumulation of the wheat supply In this
country, which would have a disastrous effect when the
time came to market the next harvest
An obvious difficulty In carrying out a plan of thin kind
Is the Impossibility of securing concerted action among
hundreds of thousandii of Individuals widely separated
from each other and having little or no immediate inter
communication. It also has to bo lonie In mind that the
command we have of the markets of Europe for the dis
posal of our wheat Is a conditional one. If these, were
a failure of the crops In the great gruln-growtug countries
of the world, of course, our wheat growers, If they had
been fortunate, would be In a position to ask almost any
price in reason which they saw fit to demand, but when the
wheat crops of the great grain-growing countries are sat
isfactory In quantity our sales are predicated on fl willing
ness to take the same price that others are asking for
Squlvalent supplies. Boston Herald.
Advice on How to Succeed.
THEKK are some faint signs of a waning In the epi
demic of advice on how to succeed. It Is futile
enough, as a rule, for one man to give advice to an
other In a particular case when hlH advice bus been
sought and when be knows all the main facts. But what
an utter waste of time for one man to advise an Infinitely
targe and wholly unknown audience of all ages, condition-)
and aptitudes. And upon such a subject as success! What
Is "success?" I)oes anybody know? Can anybody tell?
Is It to earn $10,000,000 and lose friends, family life and
health? Is It to become Presldeut or Senator and lose
manly self-respect by truckling to bosses,' lying about one's
real views on every Important question and making one's
self a mere voting machine to register the will of an in
terest or a combination of Interests in control of the cam
paign committee nud therefore of the party? Is it to write
a book to catch the crowd- a book one must apologize fur
to all one's acquaintances? Or is It merely to keep one's
telf-respect, to work conscientiously at the task In hand
and to care not a rap for consequences? When Khakspcare
made Wnlsey say, "Fling away ambition," he was express
:'t something more than the bitlen.ess of a soured and
stricken statesman. Whenever a man entertains an ambi
tion beyond the development of his own Intellect and char
acter, doesn't he mount himself upon a steed that has never
yet been broken to bridle?
What the devourers of advice on success are really
seeking Is something they can never find how to succeed
without work. At bottom all the envy of the well-to-do In
tr$ bosoms of the not-well-to-do Is based upon hatred of
ork. The rich man la not envied for his cares, for his
responsibilities; the facta that be has to work and to worry
without ceasing, that he never has a thought free from
responsibility of some sort, are absolutely ignored. All the
envler thinks is, "That fellow doesn't have to work." And
It Is Impossible to convince him that be Is mistaken Just
as It Is Impossible to convince the average human being
that he would not. and could not, endure It to change places
with the King of England and Emperor of India unless
be had leen bred from childhood to the dull life of royalty.
It Is easy to reason men Into a belief in the multiplication
table and the law of gravitation. The Impossible begins
when one seeks to demonstrate the propositions about life
that are "plain as the nose on your face." There Isn't room
for doubt that the only escape from wretchedness in this
world Is through work, plenty of bard work, and that to
Induce any man to work there must be compulsioncom
pulsion of responsibility or compulsion of necessity. Vet
who believe It In the bottom of their hearts? Not many.
Collier's Weekly.
Man-Made Floods and Desolation.
BEFORE 1862 there was a good boating stage of
water through the open season in the Western riv
ers. This ranged in the Ohio and Mississippi from
twelve to fifteen feet. Now, in nearly all the rivers,
there are periods when the water Is very high, and other
pertoda when it is very low.
Forty years ago the smaller rivers and stream In Ohio,
Pennsylvania, and New York many of them fed by
springs-had a regular flow the year around, and were
full to the banks. The man who returns to his old home
in these States now finds these creeks and rivers almost
dry In the summer and raging torrents In the spring.
Many of the springs famous forty years ago are no
longer in existence. Streams that then gave a regular
supply of water to hundreds of farms an; now In the
summer time simply a series of pools. Even in our largest
rivers In the dry season there Is scarcely witter enough for
navigation, while In the spring come great floods like that
recently raging In the Missouri and Its tributaries.
There Is a reason for this change. Fifty years ago t lie
native forests in Ohio, Pennsylvania find New York were
In their wild slate. The trees had not been cut and the
underbrush bad not ben cleared away. Now these forests
have all been cut. Where there were square miles of forest
there are now square miles as bare of trees as the prairies
In Illinois
Forty years ago the headwaters of all our great river
systems were In highlands covered by trees. iradtially In
roads were made upon these forests, and the mountains in
which are found the fountains of the Ohio Itiver system
are now denuded. In the mountain regions at the sources
of the .Missouri and Its tributaries two-thirds of the timber
has been cut. In Wisconsin and Minnesota, on the head
waters of the Mississippi, 1)0 per cent of the trees have
been cut.
Had the forests on the mountains and foothill not
been cut or been destroyed by great forest, fires, the snow
would not have melted quickly and the heavy rainfall
would, In part, have been retained In forest lauds. 1'nder
present conditions, however, the thousands of mountain
streams ran with overflowing bunks to the rivers, and 1he
great river became a terrific agent of destruction. -Chicago
Inter Ocean.
Warning to Striker.
WE all know from past experiences thict It Is
quite possible for the members of a great com
munity. In all except their food supply, to sub
sist when the outputs of mills and factories are
reduced to less than half of the amount which It Is possi
ble for them to produce. But such a shutting-down means
that the great mass of the wage-earners are no longer
in receipt of earnings which rise In any degree above what
Is necessary to merely malutaln existence. Under such
conditions the operatives In American factories are made
to realise by painful personal experience that there are
other qualifications besides the better rate of wages and
the minimum hours of dally work In determining whether
their condition Is or Is not a satisfactory one. The man
who can find work only for one-third to one-half of his
time Is ordinarily hard pressed to support his family, and
hence we would suggest to the labor organizations that,
while their demands in many Instances may be Just ones
and worthy of determined maintenance, such demands
should be made with discrimination, and that sympathetic
strikes, which disarrange trade, should be deprecated, and
not advocated. We say this because It Is easily possible,
by an extension of the troubles we are now having, to so
paralyze Industry as to bring what is known as business
prosperity to ft prompt and for some years to come, an
effective ending. Boston Herald.
I TAKING "A DAY OfF." I
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A party of friends, men whose pro
Vssioiis leave them little time for rest
ir amusement, went Into the country
.'or n twenty-four hours' holiday, reso
lutely determined to free their minds
f..r that length of time from all Ideus
connected with their work.
"Tin-re's in lie no talking shop," said
the lawyer, "on penally of exclusion
fioin the company," and every one
Agreed with him.
The morning was spent In a long
tramp along country roads; then came
a hearty dinner at noon, followed by
another trump, which wan brought to
a close by a heavy shower, The com
pany returned to the lnu where they
were to puss Ihe night, and found it
bright lire awaiting them.
"Now let's have an evening of quiet
.enjoyment with these books," said the
doctor. "I see there are a number here
of which I've heard and that I haven't
lead. What do you say?"
Again ever)' one a growl, and pre
sumably there was ikj sound In the
otun save the crackling: of the fire, the
wft rustle of the page of book or
magazine, and an occasional Contented
Sigh.
'lAtok here!" said the lawyer, sud
denly. "What's that the doctor's got
inside his book?"
"Eh!" wild the doctor, hurriedly
rhrustUig a amall red book and a pencil
Into his pocket. "I toy mind had Just
wandered to a case of well, never
mind!"
"Coma, now, all of ua own up what
we're really doing!" aaid the lawyer.
. and It thereupon appeared that the
schoolmaster bad dlacorarod an educa
tional report among the magazines and
was reading It, and banker bad been
studying the stock exchange reports,
and Um clergyman bad a slip of paper
on which be waa making notes for a
sermon. ,
"How about too," said the doctor,
tarntng to the legal member of the
party. ."Bare fan really been reading
taaA naagaslaer'
-I hare," said the lawyer, banding
Mas the book. "Chrnks H and see If
XT eeaeeelei any 9tt.n
THE FARMER IS A TYRANT WHO
COULD NOT WELL BE SPARED
NINE times out of ten when you scratch a farmer you scratch a ty
rant," aaid a auburban man who always has a new theory In his vest
pocket.
"It's a fact; I'm a farmer's grandson, a farmer's son, and a farmer
myself, so I know what I'm talking aixnit. To own laud and have sole
control of everything his eye lights on Is what makes a man a tyrant. The
man who bosses farm hands all day, ami who busses horses, cows and pigs
from morning till night, naturally gets to (tossing his wife and his sons and
daughters. He Is czar of his small rural Russia, and it takes a firm hand
to hold him down. That's why so many farmers have feuds with other
farmers In their neighborhood -so many czars naturally come In conflict, and
fall out.
".More than any other man In the world," continued the amateur preach
er, "the man who lives In the country neinls a good, linn-handed, high
tempered wife, to hold him In. and make him behave himself. Every farmer
who will tell the truth will tell you this. The. farmer's wife must be a good
fighter-for she has, In must cases, lots of tights to tight. She has to fight
for her chickens th tyrant-fanner always tries to meddle, with his wife's
chickens; she has to light for college educations for her sons anil daughters
she has to fight for all their privileges nnd pleasure. The average farmer
never can understand why his children don't love farm life as well as he
dues. The fanner's wife has to keep peace but wen hlui and his neighbor -she
has too often to contend to get n horse to go to town with on little
pleasure Jaunts of her own. Oh, these things are all true, In too many
farmers' families.
"The fanner Is a flue fellow, and the world couldn't spare him, but he
does love fo boss to beat the band. Two of my daughters have married
farmers, and I put mischief Into their heads In good season and taught
them how to hold their own. A mnn respects a woman who won't let hltu
have his own wny too much. My wife has regulated me until I'm pretty
respectable nnd that's why I te all these things. Most farmers are big
tyrants-yes, sir." Detroit Free Press.
"No, you haven't." admitted the
doctor; "but the inagjr.lne seems to
open naturally to this article, my
friend." nnd he soberly passed the
magazine to the clergyman, who rend
aloud: "Sonse Curious Cases of Cir
cumstantial Evidence In Criminal
Trials." Youth's Companion.
Miss Holomon and Her Lover.
A woman was walking In palm
grove when n man saw her and has
tened after her. When she asked blm
why he followed her, be replied:
"Decs use I am to love with you."
"And why are you In love with ine?"
she asked. "My slsttr who comes af
ter me yonder U far more beautiful
than I; go and fall In love with her
Instead."
The man compiled and went back,
but out to look a poo a woman ai
ugly as sin. He was vexed and re
turned to the first woman and said ta
her:
"Why did you dii i Ive me?"
And she innde answer:
"Did you not also tell me an un.
truth? For If joif were really In lov
with me, why did you turn back to
Mm other woman? 'New York Sun.
Sn lleinefH Derived.
Bertlr Did you bear my rich old un
cle was dead?
Oussle No, what did he leave you?
Bertie Nothing.
(JusHle Well, what's the good of bit
being dead I. a Hire.
The women often apeak of some one
who looked beautiful In death. Notice
that the men never use that WW& lg
connection with the dead?
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Nicorlemua the Rlave.
Nieodemus, the slave, was of African
birth,
And was lioiiglit for a bagful of gold;
He was reckoned as part of the suit of
the earth,
But lie died yeurs ago, very old.
'Twas his lust request, so we laid him
away
la the trunk of an hollow tree;
"Wake nie up," was his charge, "at the
first break of day
Wake me up for the greut jubilee."
He was known as a prophut, at least was
as wise,
For he told of the battles to come;
And we trembled with fear when he
roll'd up his eyes,
And we heeded the shake of his thumb.
Tho' lie clothed us with fear, yet the
garments lie wore
Were in patches at elbow and knee,
And lie still wears the suit that he used
to of yore,
And he sleeps in the old hollow tree.
Nieodemus was never the sport of the
lash,
Though the bullet bns oft cross'd his
path;
There was none of his masters, so brave
or so ruKji'
As to face such a man in his wrath.
Yet hi great heart wKJi kindness was
filled to the brim.
He olK'jed who was born to command,
But lie lunged for the morning, which
then was so dim,
For the morning which now Is at hand.
'Twas a long, weary night, we were al
most in fear
That the future was more than he
knew;
'Twas u long, weary night, but tilie morn
ing wns near,
And the words of our propbot are
true.
There nre signs in the sky that tho dnrk
ne i gone,
Tli ere are tokens in endless array;
While the storm which had seemingly
banished the dawn
Only hastens the advent of day.
CHORUS:
The good, time coming is almost here!
it was long, long, long on the way;
Now run nnd tell Elijah to hurry up.
Pomp,
And meet us at the gum-tree down in the
swamp,
To wake Nicodemus to-day.
I Cannot Bins the Old Songs.
I cannot sing the old songs
I sung long years ago,
For heart and voice would fail me
And foolish tears would flow;
For bygone hours come o'er my heart
With each familiar strain
1 cannot sing the old songs
Or dream those dreams again,
I cannot sing the old songs
Or dream those dreams again.
I cannot sing the old songs.
Their charm is sad and deep.
Their melodies would waken
Old sorrows from their sleep.
And though all unforgotten still
And sadly sweet they be,
I cannot sing the old songs,
They are too dear to me,
1 cannot sing the old songs,
They are too dear to me.
I cannot sing the old songs,
For visions come again
Of golden dreams departed
And years of wenry pain;
Perhaps when earthly fetters
Have set my spirit free,
My voice may know the old songs
For nil eternity,
My voice may know the old songs
For nil eternity.
Clarihcl.
DU CHALLU'S FIRST GORILLA.
A Thrilling Incident In the Life of
the Famous Ksplnrer.
Paul Belloiil Du Chaillu, the famous
traveler, who died a short lime ago,
was the center of a fierce contlover.iy
forty and fifty years ago. when his
stories of life In Central Africa, and
his discovery of the gorilla, since con
firmed, were ineiii.iinciMl as gros-i ex
aggerations, If not absolute lies, lie
never fully overcame the effects of
his defamation and vilification, nnd
although he lived to enjoy uia.iy hon
ors, he did not reap tho full reward
due to his achievements. Born In
New Orleans In 1S.'!S, be was ;irly
taken to Africa by his father, who
held a consular appointment In the
O.iboon. In 1H-VJ he published n seiits
el newspaper articles a bout the (ia
boou country which attracted much itt
Uitlon. In 1S.15 he returned to the
West Coast of Africa. l't:.ic 'otn
panled by any white man, he traveled
a distance of 8,000 miles In a practic
ally unknown country. He killed and
stuffed 2,000 birds, Including many
now species, nnd many gorillas, of
which he brought the first accounts to
Europe. It was his vivid and elo
quent description of these huge nnd
ferocious apes that excited Incredu
lity. Here Is the account which he gave
cf bis encounter with his first gorilla:
"Suddenly an Immense jjorllla ad
vanced out of the wood straight to
ward us, and gave vent, as he came
up, to a terrible howl of rage, ns much
as to say, 'I am tired of being pur
sued and will face you.'
"It was a lone male, llm kind
which are always the most ferocious
This fellow made the woods resound
with bis roar, wblch I 'realty an aw
ful sound, resembling the rolling and
muttering of distant thunder. lie
was about twenty yards off when no
Irst saw him. We at once gathered
together, and I was about to Pike aim
nnd bring him down where he stood
when my most trusted man, Malaoeen.
stopped me, saying, In a whisper, 'Not
time yet.'
"We stood, therefore, In silence, gun
in hand. The gorilla looked at us for
a moment or so out of bis evil gray
eyes, then beat his breast with bis
gigantic arms and what arms he had!
-then gave another howl of defiance
and advanced iifion us. How horrible
be looked! I shall never forget it.
Again he stopped, not more than fif
teen yards away. StiU Malaonen
said, 'Not yet.' Good gracious! what
is to become of us If our guns miss
fW. or if we only wound the great
least?
"Again the gorilla made an advance
upon us. Now be was not twelve
yards off. I could see plainly his fe
rocious face. It wag distorted with
rage; his huge teeth were ground
against each other, so that we could
hear the sound; the skin of the fore
head was drawn forward and back
rapidly, which made his hair move up
and down and gave a truly devilish
expression to his hideous face. Once
more the most horrible monster ever
created by Almighty God gave a roar
which seemed to shake the wood like
thunder. I could really feel the earth
tremble under my feet.
"The gorilla, looking us In the eye
nnd beating bis breast, advanced
again.
" 'Don't fire too soon,' said Malao
nen; 'if you don't kill him, he will
kill, you.'
''This time he came within eight
yards of us before he stopped. I was
breathing fast with excitement as I
watched the huge beast. Malaonen
only said, 'Steady,' ns the gorilla came
up. . . . When he stopped Malao
nen said. 'Now!' And before lie could
utter the roar for which he wos open
ing his mouth, three musket balls were
In his body. He fell dead almost with
out a struggle."
SONDAE HAD NO PATENT
And Any Soda Dispenser Could Sell
Hi. Drink.
Sunday, Sundii, Sondae.
Take your choice, for they all mean
the same as applied to the refreshment
offered at the soda water fountains.
Nearly everyliody calls this form of
cold refreshment "plain Sunday." If a
hundred admirers of the food, drink or
what you may bo pleased to describe
it. were asked liow It got Its name, the
majority would either say, "don't
know." or probably "first served on
Sunday." 1
The Sondae (properly spelled), ramfi
from the name of a man, Robert Son
dae, of French descent, was formerly
a soda dispenser in Buffalo, N. Y.
When the ice cream soda came Into
vogue, Mr. Sondae noticed that a great
numler of the people simply ate the
cream, and left the liquid. He had
before noticed, as had probably bun
dreds of others, that many people
would not take plain Ice cream, be
cause it was not flavored highly
enough. From these observations he
took the cue of the present Sondae.
He put a little ice cream In a small
glass and covered it with crushed
fruit. It looked good, and it tasted
good, so It became the most popular
form of cold refreshment In Buffalo in
a few short weeks.
From that city It spread to all parts
of the country, but while It retained
the original sound of the originator's
name, the spelling came to be erro
enously accepted as "Sunday." From
one part of the Cnlted States to the
other, In every city, town and cross
roadswherever a soda fountain Is to
be found there are posters In win
dows which say "try our Sundays."
The spelling Is almost uniformly given
the same as the first day of the week.
Mr. Sondae bud no patent, copy
right, or other safeguard on his orig
inal formula, nnd so he Is still dish
ing out the "cold stuff" at the same
I old stand. Many men have acquired
fortunes for producing considerably
less.
New Disease.
"Motor Intoxication" is a n.w dlseasi
discovered by the savants of Paris. It
Is the temporary nientul disorder of
spending iiutoiuoblllsts. M. Hacbet
Souplet, at the lust meeting of the So
ciety d'Hypnnlnglc et do Psychologle,
spoke of the Intoxicating effect of japld
motor locomotion. The mental and
moral state of the driver becomes ab
normal, lie grows vindicative, furi
ously aggressive, and lets himself be
carried away by the angry impulse of
the moment. The high rate of spued
works him up Into the very same stale
of mind which makes the habitual
drinker of alcohol regardb-ss of coirsc
ueiieoR. Both abuse, swear and use
vile language. M. Machet Souplet
quoted a liuipbor of Instances from po
lice reiMU'ts of trials of autonioblllsts In
which self-control and the sense of dig
nity entirely deserted gentlemen of
high education and breeding. Dr. Ber
llloti, an eminent man, corroborated ev
erything M. Haehet Souplet had said.
Dr. Berlllon knows a motorist who
ran over a peasant nnd rushed on after
he did so ns furiously as before. He
returned home In a state of depression
that follows a long rush forward nt the
pace of nn express train, and never
gave n thought to his vh-tlm on the
road until be read three days after how
he hail killed blm. He then felt very
sorry, declared himself guilty of the
death of the peasant and settled an an
nuity on bis family.
Largest Traction Station.
The electrical traction station Yan
kees nre building to furnish power for
their underground railways In Iondon
will be the largest In the world. It
will hsve ten team turbines of 7,500
horse power. The train used will be
similar to those on the Boston ' Ele
vated Hallway, made op of three "mo-
' tor" and four "trailer" cars.
Owen Winter's Philosophy Four went
Into its twentieth thousand two days
after publication.
The title of the forthcoming novel by
James Dane Allen has been changed.
Instead of "Crypts of the Heart" it
will be called "The Mettle of the Pas
ture." The title is taken from a line
in Shakespeare.
In an edition of fourteen volumes J.
F. Taylor & Co. are Issuing the nov
el, poems and memoirs of Charles
Kingsley, Illustrated with drawings by
Lee Woodward Zeigler and edited
with introduction by Kingsley's eldest
son.
Miracles and Supernatural Beliglon
Is the title of a book by James Morris
Whlton, Ph. D. The author alms sim
ply to clarify current Ideas of miracles
and the supernatural so as to find
firm holding ground for tenable posi
tions In the present "drift period" of
theology.
Eugene Benson, who Is known both
as a painter and an author, lias written
a book entitled "Sordelio and Cunizza,"
which is to be published almost imme
diately. It aims to give lis informa
tion concerning Sordelio and it ought
therefore to be of interest to lovers of
Browning.
The significant fact has come to light
;hiit one of the most popular books of
the present year is Mrs. Ely's "A
Woman's Hardy Garden." The flood
of garden books has created active
interest in gardens among people who
were formerly content to enjoy tlie
gardens of their friends.
"Peggy O'Nenl," Alfred Henry
Lewis' latest book, which will be is
sued by Drexel Biddle, Is the most pre
tentious of bis stories. The book gives
a new light on the celebrated "Old
Hickory," affording a new view of cer
tain events wblch had much to do w.ta
the history of this nation.
Mrs. Olive Tborne Miller's "True
Bird Stories." just published by
Houghton, Mifflin & Co., have an add
ed value to children from the lifelike
illustrations ' accompanying them.
Tliese nre the work of Louis Agassb?
Fuertcs, whose recent work has won
him the reputation of being the leading
bird artist in America to-day. .
A FREAK HORSL
Last month there was born at
Havre, France, a horse which pre
sents the singular condition of being
deprived of its fore legs. The shoul
ders are clearly apparent under the
skin, but the remainder of the legs
are wanting. The foal was born with
the physical characteristics of a kan
garoo, but with less to console It than
TWO-LEGGED HORSE.
the kangaroo, tdnee the latter has legs
In front, which, while small and short
are better than none at all, which
represents the condition of the foal.
The foal Is very healthy and obtains
its food from a goat, there apparently
being no reason to believe that It shall
not live nnd learn to do entirely with
out the members of which It is lack
ing. There was once a small dog
whose bind legs were missing, but this
did not prevent It from walking and
running on Its front legs, elevating
the rear portion of the body in the
air. This animal ran easily and lightly,
even descending and ascending flights
of stulrs without difficulty. It Is thus
possible that the Havre foal will adapt
Itself to Its situation nnd that It will
quickly learn to be a biped. Recently
the .lardin des Plantes, a French jour
nal, had a picture of a goat which
possessed no front llms, but It succeed
ed In accommodating Itself to Its defects.!
How Ho Conquered Her.
It was evening, and Mrs. Steel was
alone In the house; but Mrs. Steel Is
brave. Suddenly she heard the sound
of the opening of a window, nnd a
mullled footstep echoed from the dln
lug-room. But never a tremor agitated
that noble woman. Bravely she walked
to the door whence the sounds em
anated, and enme face to face with a
burglar, who held a revolver point
blank at her.
"Tell me where the money Is hid," bo
hissed, "or I'll fin'!"
"Never!" she answered, determined
ly. "Villain, do your worst!"
"I will!" snarled the scouidrcl,
ha filed, but not beaten." "Tell me In
stantly where your husband's gold Is
hid, or I'll drop this big woolly cater
pillar down your neck!"
Five minutes after, a chuckling bur
glar stole out of the house carrying
a bag, whence Issued the chink of a
hard-earned and long treasured, board.
When a man works hard, aud dnee a
thing, the loafers say It la easj for
him.
