JOHN BURT
By FREDERICK
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Chapter XVIII—Continued.
That evening Arthur Morris called
on Jessie. Of her favorable answer
lo his suit he had not the slightest
doubt. He had carefully rehearsed
his avowal. After critically reviewing
his campaign since quitting Paris he
decided that he had made no mis
takes.
He made his declaration confidently,
but with more of feeling than Jessie
thought him capable. “Mr. Morris.”
she said with an earnestness which
almost tricked herself, “I owe a duty
to my father which I cannot forego.
He is alone and in trouble, and I
cannot leave him. You know little of
the pride of the Cardens if you imag
ine that the daughter of General Mar
shall Carden will give her hand In
marriage so long as the shadow of
bankruptcy hangs over his name.”
Morris again assured Jessie of his
absolute confidence in General Car
den’s financial future, and attempted
to secure some conditional promise
from her.
“I am willing to wait, don’t you
know," he said. “I’m sure General
Carden will come out all right. Go
abroad if you like, but promise to
marry me when you return.” He
gazed longingly at her.
"No. I will promise not to marry
within the next two years. Will that
satisfy you?”
Morris left Jessie’s presence wild
with delight over his fancied success.
A few days later General Carden ar
rived from Boston, and held several
conferences with Arthur Morris. One
night he greeted Jessie with unusual
tenderness. The old proud light was
in his eyes. His shoulders were
thrown back and his step was elastic.
“I am no longer a bankrupt, Jessie,
my darling,” he 6aid, when they were
alone. “I have so disposed of my se
curities to Mr. Morris that I am able
to pay all of my 'debts and have
enough remaining to send you abroad, ,
my pet. And Mr. Morris has given
me a position in his bank, with a
chance to work into a partnership.”
“Oh. that's splendid!” exclaimed
Jessie. “Are you sure you will not
be disappointed? Is it all arranged j
beyond any doubt?”
“Here is the check.” said General j
Carden, with some surprise. “Why
do you ask, Jessie?”
from her reverie. She looked up to
see Edith coming towards her.
“What attraction has that muddy
old creek?” demanded Edith. “Come
on, Jessie.; uncle Tom has sounded
the horn for dinner.”
On the morrow Edith and Mrs.
Bishop went to Boston on a shopping
expedition, but they could not per
suade Jesise to accompany them. In
the afternoon she ordered her horse
saddled, and. declining an escort, soon
disappeared in a turn of the road.
Half an hour later she stopped in
front of Peter Burt's farmhouse.
She had not dismounted when the
great oaken door swung back and
Peter Burt came towards her. There
was a kindly gleam in his eye, as,
with a courtly air, he' bowed and
greeted her.
“It is thoughtful of you to remem
ber me. my child,” he said, as he gave
her his hand and helped her to dis
mount. “Jasper, take care of Miss
Carden’s horse! We will sit in the
shade of the trees; it is cool and
pleasant here. How is your father,
my child?”
“He is very well,” answered Jessie.
“Since you saw him he has had finan
cial trouble, but his affairs are in
better shape now. He lives in New
York.”
The old man madv no reply and an
interval of silence followed. She felt
that his eyes were upon her, not un
kindly. but searching, friendly and
magnetic. Almost unconsciously she
addressed him:
“Have you received any word or
heard anything from John, Mr. Burt?”
He paused for a moment as if to
weigh his words.
“I have heard from him.” he said
deliberately. “He is alive and well.”
“Alive and well!" she exclaimed,
her eyes glistening with excltemenL
“He is alive and well,” repeated
Peter Burt. This strange interview
took place more than two years be
fore James Blake returned from Cal
ifornia, and as has been narrated in
advertently gave to Peter Burt his
first verbal information concerning
John Burt. *
“Listen to me. my child,” said Peter
Burt, impressively, “and have faith in
every word I say to you. John is in a
far-off land, and there he shall remain
until the time ordained for his re
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“Because I wish to go to Paris as
soon as possible,” was the answer.
“I am just crazy to take up my paint
ing and music. And now I can go,
can't I. papa?”
“Certainly, my pet.”
Arthur Morris called that evening,
and vainly attempted to persuade her |
to spend the summer in Hingham, and
postpone her trip abroad until autumn. '
He bade her an effusive farewell. I
and Jessie gave a happy sigh of re- j
lief when the train rolled out from the j
station.
CHAPTER XIX.
Two Strange Interviews.
It was delightful to be again in the !
old-fashioned country house overlook- j
ing the ocean. Jessie confessed to j
Edith Hancock that her anxiety to
return to Paris was assumed.
“I would be perfectly happy in this
dear old place all summer—were it
not for one discord. ’ she said to Edith
as they galloped along the beach the
first evening after their arrival in :
Hingham. "Yonder is a suggestion of
what is driving me to a foreign land.” j
Jessie pointed with her riding whip
at the red-tiled roof of the Morris man- ;
sion. seen several miles away through j
a cleft in the hills.
“Do you mean that you are flying
from Arthur Morns?” Edith's dark ,
eyes opened wide.
“I do. I prefer the society of Strang- I
ers abroad rather than to tolerate his '
occasional presence here,” answered
Jessie, biting her lip in vexation.
They cantered in silence until they
came to the old bridge where Jessie
first met John Burt. There she reined
In her bay.
“We’ll let the horses rest here a
moment,” she said. “I always liked
this spot. Isn't the view charming
across the level of the marsh to the
rocks and the dark fringe of pines be
yond?”
“It's much better at the top of the
hill.” insisted Edith and wondered
what Jessie could find to admire in
the prosaic surroundings. “Come on,
Jessie,” and she touched her roan with
the whip.
Jessie remained behind. Back
through the swiftly-flying years her
fancy wandered to the summer day
when, nnder the tuition of a sturdy
fanner lad, she fished for crabs over
the side of the bridge.
Did John Burt yet live? Did she
yet hold the place in his heart she oc
cupied on that night, when, under the
•Id maples, she rested against his
breast and bade him a sad farewell?
Would he return? When? The little
brook, flowing towards the ocean on
the outgoing tide, seemed the sole
connecting link between the past and
the future.
The clatter of hoofa aroused Jessie
turn. Seek not tc call him away
from fields not yet harvested. I am
four-score and more years old, yet
shall I live long after his return, and
he and his shall be the joy of my
closing days. Youth is impatient, but
it is powerless to check God's plans.
Do you believe what I have told you,
my child?”
“I do.” answered Jessie Carden,
and her voice and the confident look
in her eyes added emphasis to her
declaration.
Peter Burt abruptly changed the
subject, nor did he return to it. For
nearly three hours they talked on
various topics, and never once did
Peter Burt lead the conversation in a
direction not entertaining to his fair
young visitor. Xot until the great rock
to the west of the house threw its
long shadow over them did Jessie look
at her watch. With an exclamation of
surprise she arose to go.
“You have made this afternoon a
very happy one for me, my child,” he
said, as he lifted her to the saddle.
He bowed his gray head and raised
his powerful arms.
“May God bless and keep you, my
daughter.”
Jessie rode home in the fading sun
light. a great joy in her heart. “He
is altve and well!” she repeated, time
and time again.
A week later Jessie sailed for
France. It was nearly two years be
fore she completed her studies, and
again entered Boston harbor.
CHAPTER XX.
Genera? Carden Is Puzzled.
“Here are the papers, papa dear.
And here are cigars and matches. I
found your glasses on the writing
desk. You are careless as ever, papa
dear. Isn’t it nice to have some one
who knows just vhat you wish and
where to find it?”
"It is. Jessie, my pet!” And Gen
eral Carden placed his arm around his
daughter's waist, drew her fair face
down to his and kissed her fondly.
“I shall not let you read all the
evening, papa, because I have so many
things to tell you,” said Jessie,
smoothing back the scant gray locks.
They were in the cozy drawing
room of Mr. Bishop's New York resi
dence.
“It is remarkable how easily a new
concern can establish itself in Wall
Street,” said General Carden, laying
aside his paper and slowly wiping his
glasses. Jessie raised her eyes with
dutiful interest. “It was not so in the
old conservative lays. It then took
years to establish standing and credit
Now an unknown man can come out
from the West and have the Street
by the ears in thirty days. For ex
ample, take this man Blake, who has
established the firm of Blake & Com
pany. He suddenly appeared here
from San Francisco and conducted a
campaign which swept two old estab
lished houses off their feet His
profits were estimated at millions.
Since then we have heard of nothing
but ti>3 doings of James Blake. Here
is an article,” continued General Car
den, picking up a paper, “which gives
an account of a conference between
this upstart and the Secretary of the
Treasury of the United States. They
say Blake is only twenty-seven years
old. Jessie, my dear, it is a great
thing to be born fortunate. You were
not wise, darling, in your selection of
a father." General Carden smiled
sadly.
*Tve the best and dearest father in
the world!” exclaimed Jessie, placing
her hand in his. “But I’m not going to
let him read the papers any more this
evening. Let’s forget all about the
old stocks and the wonderful Mr.
Blake, and talk of those we know.
Papa, dear, I wish to ask you a ques
tion.”
"What is it, my pet? They say that
children must not ask questions.”
“Has anything been heard of John
Burt? I—I thought perhaps Mr. Mor
ris would know as soon as any one.”
General Carden’s lips tightened.
He pulled nervously at his beard, and
the military moustache bristled ag
gressively.
“Answer me, papa! I have a right
to know this.”
There was a flash in the tender
eyes and a warning curve in the pret
ty lips. The crimson left her cheek
and she looked frankly into her
father's face. There is in innocence
the bravery of truth and the calm
modesty of virtue. General Carden
was disarmed.
“Nothing has been heard from Mr. j
Burt so far as I can learn. Jessie.” he
said. “Possibly his grandfather may
have news. I am reasonably sure Mr.
Morris has none. Let us talk of some
thing else, Jessie.”
The door opened and Mrs. Bishop
entered.
“Here is your evening mail, Mar
shall," she said, handing her brother
a number of letters. “And here is a
letter for you, Jessie.”
Jessie opened and read a note from
Arthur Morris. It congratulated her
on a safe return from abroad, and
| closed by asking permission to call
on the first evening which would suit
her convenience. The letter lay idly
in her hand, and her thoughts were
far away when the general uttered
an exclamation. *
“A most astounding coincidence!
Really, this is quite remarkable!”
“What has happened, papa?”
(To be continued.)
Transformation of a Shabby Man.
A certain Xew York man whose
bank account is so fat that it takes
six figures to measure it, used to go
around looking reprehensibly shabby
Recently there has been a change in
his appearance. Nowadays his at
tire is really natty and he shaves at
least three times a week.
One day the shabby looking man
went into J. Pierpont Morgan’s office
on business connected with a charity
He asked to see Mr. Clarke, whc
looks after some of the charity af
fairs in which Mr. Margan is inter
ested.
‘ Mr. Clarke is not in now." said one
of the clerks. ‘‘If you will come to
morrow you may be able to catch him
and possibly he will help you a little.'
The shabby-looking man thought
that closing sentence sounded rathei
queer.
‘‘Thank you." he said, sarcastically
"You are very kind."
"That’s all right," replied the clerk
“I’ve been broke myself.”
The shabby-looking man saw light
“Oh.” he said.
Since then the shabby-looking maa
has ceased to be shabby.
Dorothy’s Diplomacy.
At the Republican State convention
in Springfield. 111., Senator Cullom and
Speaker Cannon tried to get a popular
ruling as to which is the handsomer
man.
“If I had a face like yours, Joe.”
said the Senator, "I'd wear a veil or
build a fence around it.”
“And if I looked like you. Shelby,”
replied “Uncle” Joe, “I’d walk back
ward all the time. Your rear eleva
tion isn’t so bad, but the front facade
is a bad bctch.”
. “I'll tell you. Joe, we’ll leave it to
this little girl. She doesn’t want any
political job, and I guess she’ll be hon
est,” suggested Senator Cullom.
The little girl’s mother was with
her. "Which do you think is the best
looking, Dorothy?” asked the proud
mother.
The child looked at both out of bi&,
frank eyes and said:
“I doesn't like to say, mamma,
which I like best. I might 'fend Mr.
Cannon.”
In Plenty of Time.
Margaret brought home after
school hours a little friend. For a
while the two played contentedly to
gether, then the young hostess ex
cused herself and disappeared in an
adjoining room.
She delayed her return beyond the
period of politeness, and her mothei
went in search of her, to find the
child kneeling in an attitude of pray
er in the center of the room.
“Why, Margaret,” exclaimed h*i
mother, her astonishment being all
the greater by reason of her off
spring’s none too religious tempera
ment, “in goodness’ name, why arc
you saying your prayers at such an
hour, and especially who* your friend
is all alone?”
Margaret scrambled to her feet.
“Well, mother,” she said, “I want to
pass my examinations, and I gel to
thinking about them, and the preach
er said last Sunday ‘do not delay,
and so I thought I’d ask God in plenty
of time to let me get ‘excellent’”
He Never Saves the Bands.
When King Edward smokes a cigai
the bands are religiously torn into
four pieces every time. The reason
is that once, at Manenbad. it came tc
the ear of the king that a band from
round one of the royal cigars, which
was stamped with the royal arms, had
been sold by an indiscreet waiter for
5 guineas. The man who bought it
attached the band to a similarly-made
cigar, and went round showing the
cigar to his friends, saying it had L i?es
given to him by the king.
Dirty Water Troughs and Stagnant
Water.
Sometimes the milk gets a flavor in
it that is not relished, but the cow
owner is unable to discover the rea
son for it. Good authorities on cow
feeding declare that it is possible for
the drinking water to be the cause.
Others will dispute this; but in any
; event it is an open subject, and the
water may fairly well be under suspi
cion. We do know, at least, that wa
ter does sometimes contain sub
stances that cause sickness among
cows, and whenever a cow is sick her
milk gets “off,” whether anything
passes directly through the cow and
: into the milk or not. We have pub
I lished much against cows being al
lowed to drink dirty and stagnant
water, but there is always something
more to be said. We have seen old
moss-grown watering troughs in the
pastures that were never cleaned out
from year to year. A wooden trough
led back to some rill at the foot of
a hill, and this perennial rill fur
i nished water for the cows during all
the summer. The water consisted
largely of the rain water that had fall
en on the land and reached the trough
after being laden with much vege
table matter of various kinds, tn the
trough it lies under the hot sun, while
the germs in its slimy denth luxuriate
and multiply, having for food the veg
etable matter that the rill has brought
from the hillside.
Even worse is the stagnant pond,
for in it the cows can stand and can
thus stir up its muddy depths, which
indeed are not generally very deep.
The old trough, bad as it is, has one
virtue, in that the water is not only
always running in, but also running
out; and running water is supposed to
have some virtue. The old pond does
not supply enough water to keep its
outlet open after the beginning of
Bummer. Its only supply is the drain
ing of the land with any disease
germs the land may have received
from any source. If the eggs of
tapeworms have been dropped by oth
er animals, as is sometimes th9 case,
they find a ready access into the pond.
As the summer heat becomes greater
the surface of the pond sinks ever
lower and lower, and the cows stand
each day further out in the water.
The warm water becomes alive with
all kinds of water insects, and who
shall say that it does not also become
alive with vegetable growths, some
of which are the organisms that man
ifest themselves as bovine diseases?
Both the dirty watering trough and
the stagnant pond should be elemi
nated from the pasture. Good, pure
water is the only kind that should be
given to animals or humans. In these
days of cheap windmills, there is no
reason why every cow pasture should
not have a supply of pure and safe
water from some point
Be Clean.
It has been said that successful
dairying can be summed up in two
words, •'Be clean.” This is overdraw
ing it just a little, because, no matter
how clean you keep the milk of a poor
dairy cow, it will not be profitable.
But as to the quality and flavor of
butter, the truth is largely told in
the two words given. It is easy
enough to cure bad salting, bad color
ing and bad working. The great
struggle comes in trying to keep the
milk, cream and butter clean. This
is because dirt is almost universal.
It is in the water, on the ground and
in the air. It fastens itself to the
cow’s udder, her sides and her hair.
It attaches itself to the hands of the
milker and to his clothes. It gets into
the milk as soon as it leaves the teats,
and often it continues to add itself to
the milk during all the processes of
handling and of skimming. Dirt in
this sense includes many things that
ordinarily are not considered dirt,
like the smells that arise from tur
nips. cabbages in the cellar and cook
ing vegetables and meats In the
kitchen. To quarantine against these
is a colossal task, too great to be ac
complished by the lazy man or the
man that does not think. That is
why we have a few eminent dairymen
and a good many that are failures.
Good Breeding Stock.
Very few men can make money out
of hogs if they have poor breeding
stock. It may be that here and there
a man can raise scrubs and make
money out of them, but it has to be
under conditions where the feed costs
practically nothing. That is not the
circumstances under which most of
our readers are raising swine. With
them the competition with other
breeders is strong, and feed has to be
purchased often at a very liigh price.
This high-priced feed must be put into
an animal that can make the most
possible out of it in a short time, and
this is the reason why good breeding
stock only is safe for the farmer on
high-priced land. Then the farmer
must have good breeding swine be
cause he wants animals that will give
him numerous progeny. It is safe to
buy sows from men that make a busi
ness of breeding and who consequent
ly feed their animals in a way to give
them both strong bone and muscle.
Such animals have vitality and tend
to produce a large number of pigs
rather than the small litters that
some are in the habit of bringing
forth every year. It is no easy mat
ter to secure the kind of stock a man
needs. A good many herds will need
to be looked over before the purchas
es are made. The good animals will
cost considerably more than the poor
snes, but, for the foundation of a herd,
the expensive ones are likely to prove
'.he cheapest in the long run.
Japanese Plums.
According to a report of the On
tario station the Japanese plums are
proving successful as far north as
Georgian bay. Experts declare that
the northern line of the successful
growing of Japanese plums runs from
northeast to southwest. West of Lake
Michigan it begins at about the vicin
ity of Chicago, slanting in the direc
tion named. This will show ‘why
Japanese plums have been so seldom
profitable in Northern Illinois.
Adapting Com Varieties.
We are always learning something
new about the corn plant. One thing,
new at least to a good many students
of the com plant, is that com varie
ties differ so greatly in their charac
teristics that success or failure with
corn depends on the selection of the
right varieties for certain fields. It
is not unusual to hear of a man de
claring that the variety of com he
grows is one of the most profitable
in the world and will give most aston
ishing yields. The fact is that he is
growing it on a location that is admir
ably suited to it. We are now coming
to have varieties of com adapted to
uplands and to lowlands. The lowland
variety may do very well on the up
land in a wet year, but in a dry year
proves almost a failure, while the var
iety adapted to the upland yields well
even in bad seasons. At the present
time this differentiation is only be
ginning to be made. During this sum
mer corn growers would do well to
watch the behavior of corn on low
lands and uplands. At the present
time we have only very meager data
by which to figure out what kind of
com a man should select for the bot
tom lands and what kind for the up
lands. Some of our experimenters
are only now just beginning to study
the com plant from this standpoint.
We have, however, much to hope for
from our agricultural colleges in this
matter. The students are taking great
interest in such matters and are tak
ing up every phase of com growing.
This study of varieties is one that
may well engross the attention of
some of the brightest minds.
The Potato Bug.
One of the great obstacles to the j
raising of potatoes has been the po-!
tato bug; yet this insect is easily con- I
trolled, if the farmer will resort to
the use of the arsenical poisons. A
good many farmers, however, are
afraid to have poison around, knowing
that now and then very serious acci- j
dents happen as a result of its pres- !
ence. Such farmers are forced to re
sort to the old methods of hand-pick
ing. Indeed, such a potato grower as
i. B. Terry hand-picks his potato
bugs. The most popular course, how
ever, is to use paris green either as
dust or as part of a liquid solution. '
If the bugs are taken as soon as
they appear, it will seldom be neces
sary to treat the entire field. The
bugs being killed on the part of the
field where they appear, will have no
opportunity to extend their labors tc
other parts. There are many combi
nations used, but one pound of pure
pari3 green to 150 gallons of water
is enough. When dust is used one
pound of the paris green may be
mixed with 50 pounds of air slaked
lime and the resulting powder ap
plied by being sifted over the plants
with some kind of a box in which are
small holes. A good sized pepper
box is found serviceable. In such a
case it is better to apply the dust
W'hile the dew is on the vines.
Green Manure.
Green manure is the name applied
to a crop that is grown for the pur
pose of being turned under. Some ol
the lands that are exhausted to such
an extent that they will not bear good
crops of grain yet will be found grow
ing up to some kind of weeds. Some
times this weed crop is the best thing
that can be grown on the land, if the
farmer is smart enough to turn il
under. It adds humus to the soil. We
have heard of fields that were prao
tically good for nothing, yet were re
claimed by having the weeds plowed
under for three or more years. The 1
fact was that the fields were deficient
in humus and nitrogen and needed an
application of both of these, which j
they got in the green manures given j
in the form of the turned under weeds.'
The best green manure in most:
parts of the North is the clover plant
But cow peas and soy beans are ex
cellent where they can be grown. All
kinds of legumes are very good for
turning under, as they always add ni
trogen to the soil. Rye and such
things are sometimes used, but they
add little or nothing to the soil ex
cept fiber, which is not taken up by
the roots of the growing plants. It
may, however, do some good to the
soil mechanically.
Test* with Oats.
The Farm Crops Department of the
Iowa Agricultural College is making
a test on the College farm of 29 oi
the leading varieties of oats. In addi
tion to the test. Prof. W. H. Olin of
this Department, has arranged with
Mr. A. E. Cook of the Brookmont
Farm, Odebolt, Iowa, for a co-opera
tive test on a large scale of three of
the varieties of oats best adapted to
Iowa conditions. Six hundred acres
have been seeded to oats on the
Brookmont Farm for this experiment
One variety has been selected as the
best oats for feeding horses and as
a heavy yielder. A second variety
has been selected to meet the de
mands for a choice milling oats and
samples of the crop will be submitted
to the great oat meal combination to
be tested for milling. A third variety
was selected for good feeding quali
ties and high yields, it having shown
a yield of 102 bushels per acre on
large fields. Prof. Olin will make a
careful study of the habits of growth
of these varieties, their yield and
adaptation to Iowa soils; and will re
port through press bulletins.
Question of Speed.
The general farmer has little or no
interest in the trotting horse except
in so far as he may be used to cross
on slower horses to give their prog
eny enough speed to make them use
ful as carriage horses. The farmer
cannot afTord to waste his time trying
to develop trotters. The trotting
horse is not a farm horse, as his great
speed can be of no use exceot as a
means of gambling. Who wants to
drive a carriage horse at the rate oi
a mile in two minutes? What we do j
want in horses for the farm is ths- !
speed that appears in the walking
gait If our fair managers war-ted
to really improve the speed of form
horses they could establish ccntests
in walking.
Sunshine, fragrance, everywhere:
Tender green of fluttering leaves
above;
And the heart of maiden fair
Raised in silent, tender prayer.
As she consecrates her life to love.
Half in hope and half in fear,
Love, to give, is such a mighty thing.
While her voice is calm and clear.
Through her smile there gleams a
tear
As the vcw is sealed with wedding
ring.
Roses kiss the altar rail.
Where she kneels with strangely beat
ing heart.
Under rippling bridal veil
Tremble lips that dare not fail
In the sacred, “Until death do part.”
SUGAR IN SOUP—THEN LIES.
Quick Wit Enables Man to Crawl Out
of Dilemma.
There had been a glorious game of
golf, followed by a jolly dinner at the
clubhouse.
Sometimes It is not the correct
thing to tell even a truthful story with
real names, hence It happens that it
was the Joneses who gave the spread
and the person that happened in was
Smith.
Smith is really a man of parts,
wealthy, intelligent and genial, and
usually knows “what’s what,” but he
is not given to swell affairs and is
not dressy, withal.
A business call had taken Smith to
the clubhouse and Jones, seeing him,
called him to the table after the others
had begun. Soon as be was seated,
being preoccupied by salutations from
other persons at the table that he
knew, he was absently sweetening the
cup at bis elbow, when Mrs. Jones,
hoping to make the matter quite plain
to this plain man, said shrinkingly:
“Ah—Mr. Smith—er—that is the
soup.”
“Yes. thank you,” Smith nonchalant
ly replied, “Yes’m, I understand. But
1 always sweeten by bouillon,” with
the slightest emphasis on “bouillon.”
But Smith was at that moment a pre
varicator. to put it mildly. He really
thought the cup was tea and probably
oever tasted sweetened bouillon in his
life.
Old-Time Stories.
Recently published reminiscences
left by Mme. de Crequy, who lived
before and during the French revolu
tion, give some queer pictures of high
life in France in the eighteenth cen
tury. She tells, for example, the trag
ic fate of a small dog belonging to
the Comtesse de Blot: “Attached to
the chapel of the Palais Royal was a
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DISINFECTED UNIFORMS.
Japanese Surgeon Recommends Use
of Clean Fighting Garb.
Dr. Wada, staff surgeon in the Jap
anese navy, who was in charge of the
provisional field hospital in Chemulpo,
to which the seriously wounded Rus
sian sailors were taken, already has
drawn one medical lesson from the
war. He attended a number of Rus
sian sailors wounded on the Variag,
and says:
“The experience has emphasized
one thing, which I am going to write
to my government about. In many
cases the fragments of shells had car
ried with them pieces of clothing
which often caused suppuration of the
wounds before they couid be extracted.
To avoid that, as far as possible. I
am going to propose that it be made
a rule in our navy that every man
when a fight is expected shall have
his body well washed and bis clothes
disinfected.
“Happily it is a iule with our men.
in the army as well as in the navy,
always to go to battle in their newest
and cleanest uniforms. This is not
for any sanitary consideration, but it
works the right way all the same. We
Japanese used to say that as we al
ways fight like gentlemen, we also
die like gentlemen, and dressed like
gentlemen.”
PURE BLOOD—GOOD HEALTH.
No Disease Exists Where There Is
Good Blood.
Keep your vitality above the nega
tive condition, and you will never
know disease o£ any kind. No disease
can exist where there is an abundance
of pure blood. To get the necessary
amount eat nutritious food; to circu
late it perfectly take proper exercise;
to purify it get fresh air and sunlight.
If a perfectly healthy condition of the
skin exists and an even temperature
of the surface of the body is main
tained it is impossible to catch cold.
Cold water baths taken every day will
do much toward producing the for
mer; proper food and exercise the
latter. Nature gives you an alarm
in the first chilly feeling. Heed it
at once or pay the penalty. Take a
brisk walk or run. breathe deeply and
keep the mouth closed.
If you are so situated that you can
do neither, as in a church, lecture
room or street car, breathe deeply.
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In 1903 the relative proportions of emigrants coming to the United
States from the various European countries were distributed in this manner.
i very big fat abbe of an inferior order,
who was never received on terms of
i equality save on New Year's day.
This man called to wish Mme. de Blot
the compliments of the season, and
sat down on a folding chair that she
had the goodness to offer him. He
fancied on sitting down that he felt a
slight resisting movement, and, feel
; mg with his hand, found he had sat
! down upon a little dog. Being certain
that the mischief was already done,
he determined that his wisest policy
was to make an end of it, and, press
ing down firmly with all the weight of
his heavy person, he effectually killed
the little animal. The tail was stick
ing out, so he twisted it up, and,
cautiously wriggling about, he grad
ually got the body into one of his big
pockets and carried it off. Mme. de
Blot never knew what was her dog's
fate.”
Chinese Send Money Home.
According to a recent British con
i sular report the most valuable export
of Swatow, one of the Chinese ports
under the treaty of Tientsin, is the
Swatow emigrant. The adverse, finan
cial balance of the port is more than
adjusted by the remittance of the na
tives who have gone to British and
Dutch Indian colonies and Siam. It
is estimated that no less than $30 000.
000 is annually remitted by them. In
addition to these remittances a sum
of probably not less than $2,000,000
in cash and notes is brought back
each year by returning emigrants.
Bloodless Surgery.
The statistics of ninety-four opera
tions for the bloodless replacement of
congenitally dislocated hips per
formed by Dr. Lorenz and himself are
reported by Dr. Ridlon of Chicago. In
but *.nn cases does the anatomical re
placement secm to be perfect; in six
ty-one cases there are “good results,”
and seventeen ? e:« fomplete failures.
The other* are s’UVT in splints, and,
therefore t#t yet been radio
graphs^
rapidly and noiselessly until you are
satisfied that your body has passed
from a negative to a positive condi
tion.—Exchange.
Japan’s Great Cotton City.
Osaka is the great cotton manufac
turing city of Japan. There are sev
enteen cotton mills in Osaka, with
453.600 spindles. In all Japan there
are seventy-four cotton mills and 1*
1:51,000 spindles. The workmen and
boys, taken on an average, receive
fifteen cents a day, the foreman forty
eight cents a day, and the women ten
cents a day. They work eleven hours,
with two intervals—a quarter of an
hour for smoking and half an hour for
luncheon or dinner. The mills work
twenty-two hours a day in two shifts.
No restriction is put on age. and
many of the children employed are
not more than 7 or 8 years old.
On Reading Shakespeare.
Let him that Is yet unacquainted
with the powers of Shakespeare, and
who desires to feei the highest pleas
ure that the drama can give, read
every play from the first scene to the
last with utter negligence of all his
commentators.
When his fancy is once on the wing,
let it not stop at correction or explana
tion. When hia attention is strongly
engaged, let it disdain alike to turn
aside to the name of Theobald and of
Pope.
Let him read on through brightness
and obscurity, through integrity and
corruption; let him preserve his com
prehension of the dialogue and his in
terest in the fable.
And when the pleasures of novelty
have ceased, let him attempt exact
ness and read the commentators.—
Samuel Johnson.
Divorces Show an Increase.
It is estimated that our courts is
sued 70,000 divorces during the past
year. Divorce is growing at some- '
thing like the rate of six per cent per
year.