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LOUP CITY, . . NEBRASKA.
A Pennsylvania girl killed a ten-foot
snako with a hatpin. Highball, or
hard elder?
Th8 Czar lost 34,250 men at the bat
• tie of the River Shakha That’s
enough to make him shakey.
It is a wise old innocent bystander
who comes out of the woods as soon
as the deer-hunting season begins.
Lord Curzon’i departure for India
Is a gratifying indicatior that his
charming wife is going to get well.
“A fool and his freedom are soon
parted,” remarked the bachelor, upon
hearing of the marriage of another
friend.
Everybody ha3 to tread lightly In
the vicinity of the French cabinet
these days, for the slightest jar might
upset it.
A woman won an automobile in a
lottery, and does not know what to do
with it. Let her trade it off for a seal
skin cloak.
How does it happen that always
there is a chorus girl with him when
a prominent man get hurts in an au
tomobile smash-up?
Andrew Carnegie has a large slice
of his fortune yet remaining. He is
still in good health, but if anything
should happen to him
The pen may or may not be might
ier than the sword, but in the Hun
garian Parliament the inkstand is cer
tainly mightier than the fist.
It is a courageous woman who, even
to keep men from going to jail, will
admit that rhinestones instead of dia
monds glisten in her garter buckles.
Why shouldn’t Mme. Rejane declare
that the American society women are
the best-dressed in the world? They
get their gay gowns straight from
Paris.
New York society men are wearing
what appear to be skin-tight trousers,
but a man with a search warrant
might be able to find a few layers of
padding.
When that Brookline telephone girl
announced that she had been married
for a month without anybody’s know
ing it, a good many people said
“Hullo!”
Persons who join deer-hunting ex
cursions with the idea of returning
alive should take the precaution to get
as near the deer as possible when the
shooting begins.
Those swell girls of New York who
are wearing “poison rings” may force
the young men of their set to join
Prof. Wiley’s “poison class” in order
to become immune.
Count Jehan Marie Joseph Alain De
dcus de Pierrefeu, who took a wife in
Boston Wednesday, will live in New
ark. Some of his names will proba
bly be stored in a warehouse.
They say that in the .flashing contest
between Mrs. Potter Palmer’s jewels
and the searchlights of the Wilhelm
der Grosse the diamonds were first
and the searchlights were nowhere.
Ia the bright Russian lexicon there
is no such word as mediation. We
don’t know what the Russian word for
it is, and even if we could tell you yon
probably wouldn't be able to pro
nounce it.
A dispatch from Washington says
money is plentiful. The great trouble,
however, is that no matter how plenti
ful money may be it is always neces
sary to do something before one can
get any of it.
A New Jersey man while trying to
pay an election bet by riding a pig
was thrown off and one of his arms
was broken. For obvious reasons his
brains were uninjured, although he j
landed on his head.
By the terms of her uncle’s will an
Indiana girl is to receive $15,000 if
she marries and not a cent if she re
mains single. There are plenty of he
roes who will be willing A help the
poor girl get her money.
Most men are such gross, material
creatures that they are satisfied if
their wives can make good flapjacks
and look pretty on a small amount of
money, even if they cannot repeat a
•Ingle page of the dictionary.
A man who has been exploring In
Central Africa says it is much safer
to travel alone in the jungle at night
than In Chicago or New York. That
being the case, why go to the jungle
tf you’re looking for diversion?
Another Pittsburg heires. has found
a titled foreigner who is /rilling to
marry for a cash consideration. Pitts
burg heiresses appear to be having
little difficulty of late in making it
possible for the world to see their
i smoke.
New York is mourning the death of
• man who had the artistic faculty of
painting blacked eyes so that they
looked as innocent as an innocent lit
tle baby’s sky-blue orbs. It is hard
to see how the Tenderloin will manage
to get along without him.
Lipton has about decided not to
challenge for the America’s cup next
>ear. Perhaps, in view of the success
*f the governor-elect of Massachu
setts, Sir Thomas has decided that it
will be more profitable to do his ad
vertising in the newspapers.
A you-Jg New Yorker who married
tour western girls inside of four
weeks, gave as an excuse that they
were so “fetching” he couldn’t resist
them. As he will fetch up in the
penitentiary very soon he will have
Ample time to reconsider his opinion j
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To talk about flying machines to
Count de la Vaux, is like waving a
red rag to a bull. As a dirigible ba
loonist he holds the world's record
for distance and speed. But he has
no use for flying machines, so called,
with a view to their commercial devel
opment, in spite of all the experiments
of Santos Dumont, Prof. Langley and
others to the contrary.
“In the very, very, very, very far
distant future,’' said the Count, witn
a cresendo accent on the “very,” and
a shoulder shrug that suggested an
eternity,. “there may be flying ma
chines, but not now, not now. ’
With the Count ballooning is some
thing more than a fad. He started his
aerial exploits as a faddist in 1898.
Everybody was going in for motor ve
hicles, so he decided to try something
else. He was just back from two
years’ residence among the savages
of Patagonia. He had written a suc
cessful book of his adventures, whicn
had been praised by the French Acad
emy—a distinctive honor. The treas
ures of his exile—anthropological,
ethnographical and geological—had
been stored in the official museum of
Paris for a wondering world to look
at and classify. One evening he went
to an aerodrome with a friend, a mem
ber of the Aero club, on the Place de
la Concorde.
“We will have our coffee up above,”
said the friend.
The Count’s mind was fresh for new
ideas. A flight of 500 yards or so
above the earth for an after-dinner
smoke had a charm for him. Thence
forward he was an avowed balloonist.
He never stopped until he had be
come vice president of the Aero club,
and admittedly the champion aeros
tat of the world. He broke all records
with a balloon journey from Paris to
the Province of Warsaw, in Russia.
He slept in the clouds at a tempera
ture of 12 degrees below zero Reau
mur (which is much colder than Fah
renheit) when his comrade had to
hammer the soles of his feet with a
club to keep him from sleeping too
long and freezing to death. He jour
neyed through the air 1,240 miles in
a little more than thirty-five hours. In
his compaYatively brief , career as an
aeronaut he has traveled more than
14,000 miles through the clouds, has
spent in all forty-one days in the air,
and has made 133 ascents without an
accident—so he may be quoted as an
authority on ballooning. As such he
is no advocate of the flying machine.
The Count crossed the continent of
North America once, while en route to
the Far East for the French govern
ment, but until he landed last week he
had no opportunity to linger at the
gateway of the uwestern continent.
He did not bring a balloon with him,
even with the assistance of a little
oxygen. While one is far above the
earth he has a great appetite, but
has no desire to eat much at one time.
The air is so exhilarating that one
glass of champagne has as much ef
fect as a whole bottle would if taken
on terra firma. In the clouds one
does not desire stimulants, but a lit
tle brandy is necessary now and then
for warmth and sustenance. If a man
is up by himself, as most balloonists
like to be, it is not always convenient
to stop to eat.
“A skipper at sea with a yacht full
of seasick landlubbers is not to be
mentioned with a balloonist a few
hundred feet in the air with a half
dozen terrified passengers. No man
can tell how an ascent in a balloon is
going to affect him until he tries it.
I have known men brave in the face
of every danger under the sun lose
nerve when the earth and sea spread
beneath them as a map.
“In moments of terror persons will
try to jump from a balloon 1.000 feet
or more above the earth as readily as
they will from a three-story window
in a fire panic. They seem to lose ail
idea of distance or consequences.
There is scarcely a balloonist. I ven
ture to say, who has not undergone
a terrible ordeal of this sort. That
is why aeronauts are careful whom
they take up with them.
“I have never had a balloon get
away from control but once. That
was during a terrific storm while I
was crossing the North Sea. It was
no use talking about steering’ appa
Count de la Vaulx.
ratus then. Like a ship captain in
a tempest, I had to cut loose from my
prescribed course and run before the
wind. The gale was tearing along at
“We will have our coffee up above.
and says he is sorry for it. He would
like to convince rich young Ameri
cans who go in for racing automo
biles as an expensive sport that there
is far more fun and much less danger
in racing balloons.
The Count’s latest literary produc
tion, in French, is an * imaginarv
'round-the-world journey in an airship,
something after the Jules Verne or
der of literature. It has pleased him
to regard America as a benighted
country in the matter of aerial travel.
In fiction the Count does not hesitate
to deal with transatlantic journeys in
a dirigible balloon. In fact, he shakes
his head and shrugs his shoulders in
a deprecatory way.
“After a man has been in the air for
thirty hours or so he wants to come
down,” he said. “Breathing is difficult,
ninety miles an hour, and me with it,
At one time I grazed the rocks of
some lonely isle. The gulls shrieked
at me like fiends. Finally I ran above
the clouds, as a ship sometimes runs
into smooth water, and watched the
tempest raging beneath me. A man
never forgets suoh a sight. When
the gale was over I descended a few
hundred feet and continued my jour
ney.
“I have never ascended higher than
8,000 meters, which is about five
English miles. It was not necessary
for me to do so in order to test the
qualities of my steering apparatus, in
which I was most interested. Prof.
Berson of Germany has reached a
height of 10,300 meters. But after a
man has ascended 8,000 meters he has
gene far enough. When the weather
Is clear the landscape below, with Its
Intersections of bays and rivers, is
quite distinct to the naked eye. The
only physical feeling, to one accus
tomed to it, is one of intense exhila
ration. I should compare It to the sen
sations of an opium eater, without any
disagreeable after effects.
“The longest distance I ever trav
eled was from Paris to Kieff, in Little
Russia, in an international balloon
contest in which I won the prize. The
total distance, as officially certified by
the French and Russian governments,
was 2,000 kilometers, which is approxi
mately 1.400 miles. 'The distance was
covered inside of thirty-six hours,
which established a world’s record. It
was not necessary to go very high in
that race. I had no reason to draw
from the tank of oxygen I invariably
carry with me.
“Speed in the air is governed by the
wind and other circumstances. You
can no more judge of probable speed
than you can of a yacht in a breeze at
sea. The railway journey from Paris
to Brussels is five and one-half hours
by express train. I have frequently
sped by railway trains and covered the
distance in three hours. At other
times the trains I^;ve had no difficulty
in leaving me behind. But I could
keep to my course as surely as they
could keep to theirs. A balloon is of
little use if you cannot make it go
where you wish.
“But ballooning is a sport for gen
tlemen. I have no dream that balloons
will ever be utilized in times of peace
for passenger service or for the
mails.”—Philadelphia Ledger.
ROMAN ROADS FOR AUTOS.
Ancient Highways in England May Be
Reserved for Machines.
It would be an odd coincidence if
along the Roman roads of Great Brit
ain. where once the chariots clattered
on the pave, the more terrible auto
mobile were npw to take its turn, says
ine New York World.
It may be. The public safety on
the present town roads may demand
it. The old Roman roads run straight,
seldom coming near a town en route.
What could be better?
Many of the public roads can no
longer be used by pedestrians, espe- j
dally by old persons or children, by
riders and drivers of horses, or by bi
cyclists, without incurring risk.
A remonstrance on behalf of ani
mals has also been raised, according
to United States Consul Hamm of
Hull. In a recent letter to the presi
dent of the automobile club, Mr. F. E.
Pirkis, chairman of the National Ca
nine Defense league, enters on be
half of his committee a strong pro
test against the “terrible slaughter”
of dogs. “A rather well known auto
mobilist is in the habit of boasting
that he has killed over fifty dogs dur
ing a recent tour, and another (a wom
an motorist, I regret to say) has been
heard to exclaim: That is nothing, we
run over a dog every time we go
out.’ ”
The result of this agitation of the
subject is a proposition from some
members of the Roads Improvement
association to repair and adapt the
old Roman roads to the requirements
of motor car and cycle traffic, and a
subcommittee was appointed to con
sider whether it would be possible to
make use of these ancient highways
(which in many cases are almost en
tirely disused.)
In the event of an invasion of Eng
land motor wagons will be much used,
and in that case direct roads like
these old Roman ways would obvious
ly be an immense advantage.
Skunk Farms in Connecticut.
Readers of the Day will remember
that the raising and tanning of skunks
was an industry established in the
northern part of the town of Stoning
ton last year. Two farmers residing
in that section engaged in the busi
ness at two different points and the
venture proved a success. J. Calvin
Wilcox is the most extensively engag
ed in the business of any person here
about this year, as he already has his
yard quite well stocked. The animals
are fed mainly on beef scraps, upon
which they thrive rapidly. The skins
and their oil is where the profit on the
transaction comes from and this
amounts to no inconsiderable sum.—
New London Day.
Irishman’s Chivalric Choice.
An Irishman traveling in France
was challenged by a Frenchman to
fight a duel, to which he readily con
sented, and suggested shillelahs as
weapons.
“That won’t do,” said the French
man’s second. “As challenged party
you have the right to choose the
arms, but chivalry demands that you
should decide upon a weapon with
which Frenchmen are familiar.”
"Is that so?” replied the Irishman,
coolly. “Very well, we’ll fight with
guillotines.”—Exchange.
Helpless.
H. C. Barnabee, the veteran actor,
lay, disabled from a fall, and listened
to the condolences of a dramatic
critic.
“For years and years,” the writer
said, “you haven’t missed a perform
ance. Now here you lie, helpless as a
corpse.”
“As helpless as a corpse,” said Mr.
Barnabee, “or as helpless as two ine
briates of whom I heard the other
day.
“These two men had dined together,
and after dinner had set too long over
their coffee; their liquor, their brandy,
and so on. When it came’ time for
them to go home, they were in a very
bad way. Helpless, in fact. They
leaned on one another, going with
linked arms, but each, as a reed to
lean on, was rotten.
“Finally they fell, and, with aloud
splash, they rolled into a full gutter.
A police officer appeared and grabbed
the upper man by the collar.
" ‘No, no. Save my friend Never
mind me. I can swim.’ San An
tonio Express.
Sale of Cigarettes Barred. '
President Mellen of the New Haven
railroad has issued an order prohibit
ing station agents from selling cigars
and cigarettes. The order, it is said,
was passed because commuters pur
chased cigarettes at the news stands
and then lighted them and insisted on
smoking in the stations to the annoy
ance of the women passengers. Presi
dent Mellen has taken the ground
that the company cannot expect men
to refrain from smoking when tobacco
is placed before them, and has abol
ished the temptation with a single
sweep, which will affect 200 stations
on the entire system.
Cab Owners of London.
There are in London 2,711 cab pro
prietors, and of these 2,224 own fewer
than five vehicles. As you see, it is
a poor man’s industry. There is only
one large company—the London Im
proved Cab company, which owns five
hundred cubs. In the main, then, the
■small proprietor—the “Mush”—who
owns a few cabs and drives one him
self controls the trade.—Outing.
A Three-Footed Bear.
There is at least one bear in Han
cock county traveling about on three
feet. Two men were out hunting
where there was a bear trap set ready
for the animals that made camping
somewhat dangerous.
During the night the men were
awakened by a growl and snarling
that betrayed the presence of a great
bear. They found a foot in the trap, a
huge foot, too, and it is thought the
animal to which it belonged would
weigh over 500 pounds. The bear had
gnawed off its foot in Its desperate ef
forts to escape.—Lewiston Journal.
Largest Twin Screw Steamer.
D. and W. Henderson, Glasgow, have
launched the twin screw steamer Cale
donia for the Glasgow and New Yoric
service of the Anchor line. The ves
sel is the largest yet built for the
Clyde-trans-Atlantlc route. Her ton
nage is 16,000, she is 515 feet long, 58
feet broad, and her reciprocating en
gines will develop 30,000 horsepower.
She will carry 800 steerage, 400 sec
ond and 300 first-class passengers.
Seas of the Bahamas
Very wonderful are the sights that
can be seen through the bottom of a
bucket if the bottom is of glass and
the sightser is looking over the side
ot a boat into the waters of the Ba
hamas. An observer writes: “To
describe the coloring of the waters of
the Bahamas would be to throw dis
credit upon the writer. Nor could the
indigoes, ultramarines, vivid emer
alds, with intervals of amethyst hue,
according to depth and floor, be done
justice to save by an experience paint
er. What, then, can be written of
sights revealed through the bucket?
Even in this little garden patch grow
purple fans and yellow feathers in
clusters, gently waving to the ground
swell of crystal water, intermingled
with lace coral, brain coral and finger
coral; corals not as we usually see
them, dried and bleached, but living
specimens clothed by nature in soft
velvet, with other life of great variety
creeping and swimming among them
—long-spined sea urchins, sea cucum
bers, huge gnarled star fish and fishes
than which no butterfly was ever
more gorgeously arrayed; fishes blue,
green, yellow, red and rainbow tinted,
with elongated fins wafted hither and
thjther in harmony with their sur
roundings in the submarine kaleido
scope.
“Let us ‘up buckets’ and set sail east
ward among the islands of coral. For
here all is coral, and not all nice coral
either; coral which you canDot even 1
sit down on, and upon which a (ail
would be harrowing to contemplate;
coral which tears the shoes off your
feet in two days and rasps your boat
to splinters in trying to land; treach
, erous, cruel and unbeautiful coral is
what appears above the surface, raised
in peaks and islands, intersected by
caves of great dimensions, supported
upon stalactite pillars and carpeted
i with the old red cave dust. High
palms and fir trees adorn many
islands, others are bare; but all the
great beauty lies beneath the sea.
There are no tarpon here. Most of
the fishes of the west coast of Florida
are either absent or beautified out of
recognition. ’
“Suddenly a flock of flying fish will
take the air and, contrary to all we are
told by our naturalists, will change
direction, right, left or upward, with a
true flight, like a pack of sandpipers.
The great blue bee will test the fish
erman’s tackle to the extreme, while
good sport is ever at hand with the
evil-jawed baracouta. The terror of
the sea appears to be a great serpent
like eel, called the moray. To quote
local authority, woe betide the man
who even permits the moray to sight
him. No use to run; equally futile to
climb the mast; nothing will daunt
the moray' whose ire has once been
roused. He just drops that man into
the sea and tears him to shreds.”
i
russy and the Bulldogs
"It happen one day when you gone
off for whole week. I work in kitch
en at window. I see one white silk
puss cat come creepy, creepy in the
yard. I no see his collar, his neck so
fluff, but I hear one little bell go tin
kle, tinkle, tinkle. Pret-soon a missy
come round the corner all creepy,
creepy, too, with chopbone in her
hand, and she call so soft, ‘Come, puss
cat. puss-cat, puss-cat.’ But puss-cat
he no care for dead chop when he can
catchy grasshoppers.
“Then quick before I think, whoop!
scat! the dogs go scootv ’cross the
grass, and puss-cat he all stick out and
spit, and then he shin up tree like
hell. And Brindle-Boy, he rush at
missy all mad, and grab her skirts and
stockings, and pull-tug. pull-tug. and
growl and bite like he eat her all up."
“The beast!” exclaimed Barry.
“What did you do?”
The little Japanese man crew him
self up with pride till he almost reach
ed his master's shoulder. ‘I grab big
broom and rush to save.”
“What did she do?” Barry persisted,
kicking angrily at the chair. “Did she
scream bloody murder?”
The little man’s pompous bravery
seemed to suddenly wither away.
“What she do? She just put back her
head and laugh all teeth and cry out.
‘Isn't he just too sweet for anything?’
all silly like that, and as I lift up
broom to club that dog’s head she
throw him lamb chop quick, and ne
stop bitey her feet, and she sit right
down on grass and cry, cry, all whitey.
And Brindle Boy, when he finish that
cnop he come lick her hands so nice,
and missy she kind of tuck up her cry
and run home. But white silk puss
cat he no come down out of that tree
for two days, and bulldogs they go
round so sad and cough tip white fluff
fur all time.”
“Did they eat her cat?” Barry in
quired as a matter of natural polite
ness. He hated cats.
The Japanese man resumed his
fatuous smile. “They try hard,” he
acknowledged. “They bitey deep and
often, but they no hurt white silk
puss-cat. he live so far inside.”—Elea
nor A. Hallowell in Idppincott's.
Trout an Easy Captive
One late afternoon, writes Robert
W. Chambers in Harper’s Weekly, the
big head forester appeared on the
stream where I was fishing. He car
ried a huge bamboo pole in one hand,
a little tin pail in the other. For a
while he stood watching me land one
or two good fish. Then a peculiarly
polite expression came over his face, j
and he begged to know if it would in- i
convenience me if he fished.
"No, indeed,” I said, quickly. "Where
are you going to begin?”
“There,” he replied, pointing to an
incline over which the water rushed
like lightning.
“You can’t catch fish there,” I said;
for I did not believe it possible that a
fish could maintain itself in such an
avalanche or water, or that he could
keep his bait from being swept to the
bottom of the shute.
However, he tied on a chunk of lead,
hooked a live minnow to the end of
the rope which served as a line, and
hurled bait and sinker into the foam.
The sinker was carried a few yards
down the incline and finally stuck
among the stones.
“Now the gracious gentleman shall
see what he shall see,” observed the
head forester; and the next moment
to my horror, he lifted bodily from the
torrent a huge trout. The fish fell on
the stones, bouncing like a football;
the forester calmly gave it the coup
de grace, and lifted it on my pocket
scales—five pounds, less an ounce,
and 21 inches long.
To see a noble trout of that size
jerked from the element with a young
tree for a pole and a cable for a line
is peculiarly painful to any angler.
But I said nothing; the good forester
would not have understood. One
thing, however, was certain—no trout
of that size had ever even winked his
eye at any fly I had thrown on the
pools of the Red Valepp. Let the
reader draw his own conclusions and
point his own morals if he has any.
rerjury in the Courts
An interesting contribution to the
proof of the prevalence of perjury in
court proceedings is furnished by a
recent story of the restitution of $550
to a street railway company of this
city by the priest of a Polish church
in Manhattan, acting on behalf of a
woman who confessed to him that she
had obtained it as her share of a ver
dict in her suit for damages against
the company by false testimony.
According to the story she testified
falsely by the advice of her lawyer,
who told her that if she presented
nothing but the truth in court she
could recover nothing. So she per
jured herself. Of course the priest
could not be bound to reveal her iden
tity and he did not, holding that he
had dpne his full duty to both the
woman and the company in securing
the restitution of the money fraudu
lently obtained.
The story exemplifies the difficulties
so often met with by the railroad com
panies in answers to the frequent
damage suits, and justifies, as far as
it goes, their complaints of the way
in which many of them are worked
up; a complaint that is often made by
many lawyers, who say that perjuri
ous, testimony is increasingly encoun
tered In the trial of cases and particu
larly those in which the foreign ele
ment is concerned.
This state of things is encouraged
by the success which, as in the case
cited, is secured by perjured testi
mony in the suits brought, but not by
that alone. It receives its chief en
couragement from the immunity from
prosecution and punishment given to
perjurers and suborners of perjury
through the neglect of the authorities
to follow up the evidence and the
clews that would often lead to the con
viction of the guilty. This prevalence
of perjury is, indeed, a matter of such
consequence to the community—even
more harmful, perhaps, than murder—
that it deser ves the most vigorous and
rigorous attention of those who have
the power to effect a general reforma
tion in it.—Brooklyn Citizen.
future Mate ot Man
Philosophic dalliance with the prob
lem of a future state may be more
congenial to Dives than to Lazarus. If
there is nothing beyond this life, what
spectacle is the state of Lazarus in
the slums of New York! What a spec
tacle is the life of the unfortunate
generally! What a spectacle is his
tory! Schopenhauer said, not that this
was the worst of all conceivable, but
that it was the worst of all possible
world, and could not bear another
grain of evil. There has been and is
a terribly large proportion of the hu
man race which might think that the
pessimist told the truth.
“Immortality” is inconceivable. We
must discard the term. The question
Is whether our hopes and responsibil
ities extend beyond this world and life.
Odnscience says that they do. Con
science tells us that this world. *ts
iwards and its judgments are not an.
but that as we do well or ill in this
life, it will be well or ill for us in
the sum of things. What question can
be more practical Even taking it on
the lowest ground, what would our so
cial state be if vice and wickedness
had only to bilk human law? Would
not self-sacrifice be folly and martyr
dom insanity?
That physical science his nothing to
say to this matter is true. But is phys
ical science our only sure source of
knowledge? Are our mortal lnstinci‘,8
less trustworthy than our physical
sense? As I have already said, I af
firm nothing; but I call attention to
the apparent fact that there is in man
something of which the materialist
still owes us an account. All may be.
and in a sense no doubt is, the out
cono* of physical evolution. That
does not seem to me to close the in
quiry.—New York Sun.
Knew What Was Proper.
Dr. William H. Tolman, Director
the American Institute of Social
Service, tells a story of a “freBh air”
youngster who was received at the
country house of a friend of his for a
two weeks’ stay. “He was from the
slums," said the narrator, “and sup
posed to Ne ignorant of the comforts
of life, Ie1 alone the amenities. At the
dinner table the first day they handed
him for dessert a triangle of apple pie,
fresh, hot and delicious. The New
Yorker inspected it and remarked:
‘Apple pie and no cheese. Hell.’"—
New York Times.
A Celebrated Apotegm.
Patriotism having become erne cf
our topics, Johnson suddenly uttered,
in a stroDgly determined tone, an
apotegm, at which many will start:
“Patriotism is the last refuge of a
scoundrel.’' But let it be considered
that he did not mean a real and gen
erous love of onr country, but that pre
tended patriotism which so many, in
all ages and countries, have made a
cloak for self-interest.—Eoswell's Life
of Johnson.
White Fur Tells Nothing.
Weasels, ermines and hares, wtiicb
assume white coats for winter, have
not much judgment about seasons.
They generally change color about
the same time every year, whether
the snow comes early or late No
woodsman pretends to divine the
weather from such creatures as
change their color for the seasons.
Rarest American Book.
The rarest American book is tie
New England Primer, “the little Bible
of New England,” as It has been call
ed, which is so rare that the earliest
printed editions have vanished, no one
knowing, indeed, when and where the
first edition was actually issued.
Greatest in the World.
Arlington. Ind., Dec. 5th.—(Special)
•—Mr. W. A. Hysong, the photogra
pher, who moved here recently from
Sapp, Ky„ is firmly of the opinion that
Dodd’s Kidney Pills are the greatest
Kidney Remedy the world has ever
known.
“In the years 1901 and 1902,” says
Mr. Hysong, “and for some time be
fore I was afflicted with Kidney Trou
ble. My joints were sore and stiff
and I finally got so bad I could not
turn in bed without assistance. In the
Spring of 1903 I was induced, by a
friend, to try Dodd’s Kidney Pills and
after using one and one-half boxes I
was and am still completely cured.
Several of my neighbors, too, used
Dodd’s Kidney Pills and in every case
they did as recommended.”
Cure the early symptoms of Kidney
Disease, such as Backache, with
Dodd’s Kidney Pills and you will nev
er have Bright’s Disease.
Organized Jewish Community.
There is no organized community of
Jews anywhere in Japan excepting at
Nagasaki. The synagogue there was
built by a Japanese woman who had
married a Jew. When he died she
built the synagogue in his memory.
I am sure Piso's Cure for Consumption saved
my life three years ago.—Mrs. Thos. Robbins,
Maple Street, Norwich, N. Y., Feb. 17,1900.
A debt of gratitude is generally the
hardest kind to collect.
A OUAKANTKKIJ CORE FOR PILES.
Itching, Bltud, Bleeding or Protruding Pile*. Your
lruggUt will refund money if PAZO OINTMENT
fails to cure you in 6 to 14 day*. 50c. _
English Marriage Rate.
The marriage rate is higher in Eng
land than elsewhere, being 15 a 1,000.
(n most other countries it varies from
7 to 10 a 1,000. The highest birth
rate, according to a volume of statis
tics, referring chiefly to foreign coun
tries, issued by the British Board of
Trade, is in Roumania—30 a 1,000.
That country also has the highest
death rate, 27.7 a 1,000. The lowest
marriage rate is in Sweden, where it
is .9 a 1,000.
Cuban Soil Is Productive.
The soil of Cuba is extremely fruit
ful. Cabbages there are so large that
heads weighing twenty pounds each
are common. All vegetables do well.
Radishes may be eaten from fourteen
to eighteen days after sowing, lettuce
in live weeks after sowing, while corn
produces three crops per year. Sweet
potatoes grow all the year.
Don’t Let the Years Count.
Age will never succeed in retaining
a youthful appearance and mentality
until people make up their minds not
to let the years count—until they
cease to make the body old by the
constant suggestions of the mind.—
Success Magazine.
Hearty Appetites of Birds.
A redstart has been known to eat
600 flies an hour, and «i blackcap has
destroyed 2,000 green flies from a
rose bush in a greenhouse in a few
hours. The wren feeds her ycfung
thirty-six times an hour.
HAPPY CHILDHOOD.
Right Food Makes Happy Children
Because They are Healthy.
Sometimes milk does not agree witb
children or adults. The same thing is
true of other articles of food. What
agrees with one sometimes does not
agree with others.
But food can be so prepared that it
will agree with the weakest stomach.
As an illustration—anyone, no matter
how weak the stomach, can eat. relish
and digest a nice hot cup of Postum
cofTee with a spoonful ot two of
Grape-Nuts poured in, and such a com
bination contains nourishment to car
ry one a number of hours, for almost
every particle of it will be digested
and taken up by the system and be
made use of.
A lady writes from the land of the
Magnolia and the mocking tlrd way
down in Alabama and says: “I was
led to drink Postum because* coffee
gave me sour stomach and made me
nervous. Again Postum was recom
mended by two well known physicians
for my children, and I feel especially
grateful for the benefit derived.
“Milk does not agree with either
child, so to the eldest, aged four and
one-half years, I give Postum with
plenty of sweet craam. It agrees with
her splendidly, regulating her bowels
perfectly although she is of a consti
pated habit.
“For the youngest, aged two and
one-half years, I use one-half Postum
and one-half skimmed milk. I have
not given any medicine since the
children began using Postum, and
they enjoy every drop of it.
“A neighbor if mine is giving Pos
tum to her baby lately weaned, with
splendid results. The little fellow is
thriving famously.” Name given by
Postum Co., Battle Creek, Mich.
Postum agrees perfectly with child
ren and supplies adults with the hot,
Invigorating beverage in place of cof
fee. Literally thousands of Americans
have been helped out of stomach and
nervous diseases by leaving off cof
fee am! using Postum Food Coffee
Look in pkg. for the little book, “The
Road to Wellville.”
