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CHAPTER V!!.—Continued.
I shall never forget the smallest
detail of that dinner—it was a purely
“family" affair, only the Ellerslys and
1 1 can feel now the oppressive at
mosphere, the look as of impending
sacrilege upon the faces of the old
servants: I can see Mrs. Ellersly try
* ing to condescend to be "gracious,”
and treating me as if I were some sort
of museum freak or menagerie exhibit.
I can see Anita. She was like a statue
of snow; she spoke not a word; if she
iifted her eyes, I failed to note it. And
when 1 was leaving—I with my collar
wilted from the fierce, nervous strain
l had been enduring—Mrs. Ellersly, in
that voice of hers into which I don't
believe any shade of a real human
emotion ever penetrated, said: “You
must come to see us, Mr. Blacklock.
We are always at home after five.”
I looked at Miss Ellersly. She was
white to the lips now. and the span
gles on her white dress seemed bits
of ice glittering there. She said noth
ing; but I knew she felt my look, and
that it froze the ice the more closely
in around her heart. “Thank you," I
1 stumbled in the hall; I almost fell
down the broad steps. I stopped at
the first bar and took three drinks in
quick succession. I went on down
the avenue, breathing like an exhaust
ed swimmer. “I’ll give her up!” I
cried aloud, so upset was I.
I am a man of impulse: but I have
drained myself not to be a creature of
impulse, at least not in matters of im
portance. Without that patient and
painful schooling, I shouldn’t have got
where 1 now am; probably I'd still be
blacking boots, or sheet-writing for
some bookmaker, or clerking it for
some broker. Before I got my rooms,
the night air and my habit of the
sober second thought" had cooled me
back to rationality.
“I want her. 1 need her,” I was say
ing to myself. "I am worthier of her
than are those mincing manikins she
has been bred to regard as men. She
is for me—she belongs to me. I’ll
abandon her to no smirking puppet
who'd wear her as a donkey would a
diamond. Why should I do myself
and her an injury simply because she
has been too badly brought up to
know her own interest?”
When this was clear to me I sent
for my trainer. He was one of those
spare, wiry Englishmen, with skin like
tanned and painted hide—brown ex
cept where the bones seem about to
push their sharp angles through, and
there a frosty, winter apple red. He
dressed like a Dead wood gambler, he
talked like a stable boy; but for all
that, you couldn't fail to see he was
a gentleman born and bred. Yes, he
was a gentleman, though he mixed
profanity into his ordinary flow of
conversation more liberally than did
I when in a rage.
I stood up before him, threw my
coat back, thrust my thumbs into my
trousers pockets and slowly turned
about like a ready-made tailor’s dum
my. ”Monson,” said I, "what do you
think of me?”
He looked me over as if l were a
horse he was about to buy. "Sound.
I’d say,” was his verdict. "Good
wind—uncommon good wind. A goer,
and a stayer. Not a lump. Not a hair
out of place.” He laughed. "Action
a bit high perhaps—for the track. But
a grand reach."
"I know all that,” said I. "You miss
my point. Suppose you wanted to
enter me for—say, the Society Sweep
stakes—what then?”
"I'm—um," he muttered reflectively.
“That's different."
"Don't I look—sort of—new—as if
the varnish was still sticky and might
come off on the ladies' dresses and on
the fine furniture?”
“Oh—that!" said he dubiously. "But
all those kinds of things are matters
of taste.”
“Out with it!” I commanded. “Don't
be afraid. I'm not one of those damn
fools that ask for criticism when they
want only flattery, as you ought to
know by this time. I'm aware of my
good points, know how good they are
better than anybody else in the world.
And I suspect my weak points—al
ways did. I’ve got on chiefly because
1 made people tell me to my face what
they’d rather have grinned over be
hind my back."
"What's your game?" asked Monson.
"I'm in the dark."
"I'll tell you. Monson. ' I hired you
to train horses. Now I want to hire
you to tiain me, too. As it's double
work, it’s double pay.”
"Say on," said he, "and say it
I want to marry," I explained. "1
^ want to inspect all the offerings before
I decide. You are to train me so that
1 can go among the herds that'd shy
off from me if 1 wasn't on to their lit
tle w-ays.”
He looked suspiciously at me. doubt
less thinking this some new develop
ment of "American humor.”
“I mean it," I assured him. “I'm
going to train, and train hard. I've
got no time to lose. I must be on
my way down the aisle inside of three
months. I give you a free hand. I’ll
do just what you say.”
"The job’s out of my line,” he pro
“I know better,” said I. “I’ve al
ways seen the parlor under the stable
in you. We’ll begin right away. What
do you think of these clothes?”
“Well—they’re not exactly noisy,”
he said. “But—they’re far from si
lent That waistcoat-” He stopped
and gave me another nervous, timid
look. He found it hard to believe a
man of my sort, so self-assured, would
stand the truth from a man of his
second-fiddle sort.
“Go on!" I commanded. "Speak out!
Mowbray Langdon had on one twice
as loud the other day at the track.”
“But perhaps you'll remember, it
was only his waistcoat that was loud
—not he himself. Now', a man of your
manner and voice and—you’ve got a
look out of the eyes that d wake the
dead all by itself. Peaple can feel
you coming before they hear you.
When they feel and hear and see all
together—it’s like a brass band in
scarlet uniform, with a seven-foot,
sky-blue drum major. If your hair
wasn’t so black and your eyes so
steel-blue and sharp and your teeth so
big and strong and white, and your
jaw such a—such a—jaw ”
“I see the point,” said I. And I did.
“You’ll find you won’t need to tell me
many things twice. I’ve got a busy
day before me here; so we'll have to
suspend this until you come to dine
with me at eight—at my rooms. I
want you to put in the time well. Go
to my house in the country and then
up to my apartment; take my valet
with you: look through all my belong
ings—shirts, ties, socks, trousers,
waistcoats, clothes of every kind.
Throw out every rag you thir.k doesn't
fit in with what I want to be. How's
my grammar?"
I was proud of it, I had been taking
more or less pains with my mode
of speech for a dozen years. "Rather
too good," said he. “But that's bet
ter than making the breaks that aren't
regarded as good form."
"Good form!” I exclaimed. "That's
it! That's what I want! What does
‘good form’ mean?”
He laughed. “You can search me,"
said he. “I could easier tell you—any
thing else, it’s what everybody recog
nizes on sight, and nobody knows how
to describe. It’s like the difference
between a cultivated •jiiuson" weed
and a wild one."
"Like the difference be:ween Mow
bray Langdon and me.” I suggested
gcod-naturedly. "How about my man
"Not so bad,” said he. "Not so
rotten bad. But—when you're polite,
you’re a little too polite; when you're
not polite, you-”
“Show where I came from too plain
ly?” said I. "Speak right out—hit
good and hard. Am i tc>o frank for
•good form’?”
“You needn’t bother about that," he
assured me. "Say whatever comes
into your head—only, be sure the
right sort of thing comes into your
head. Don’t talk too much about your
self, for instance. It's good form to
think about yourself all the time; it's
bad form to let people see it—in your
talk. Say as little as possible about
your business and about what you’ve
got Don’t be lavish with the I’s and
the my’s."
“That’s harder,” said I. “I’m a man
who has always minded my own busi
ness, and cared for nothing else.
What could I talk about, except my
“Blest if I know,” replied he.
“Where you want to go, the last thing
people mind is their own business—in
talk, at least. But you”l get on all
right if you don’t worry too much
about it You've got natural inde
pendence, and an original way of put-1
ting things, and common sense. Don’t
be afraid.”
“Afraid!” said I. “I never knew
what it was to be afraid '
"Your nerve'll carr. you through.” I
he assured me. "Nerve ;1 take a man ;
“You never said a truer thing in j
your life," said I. “It’ll take him wher
ever he wants, and, after he’s there, i
it’ll get him whatever he wants.”
And with that, I, thinking of my
plans anu of how sure I was of suc
cess, began to march up and down
the office with my chest thrown out
—until I caught myself at it. That
stopped me, set me off in a laugh at
my own expense, he joining in with a
kind of heartiness I did not like,
though I did not venture to check
So ended the first lesson—the first
of a long series.
I had Monsoa with me twice each
week-day—early in the morning and
again after business hours until bed
time. Also he spent the whole of
every Saturday and Sunday with me.
He developed astonishing dexterity
as a teacher, and as soon as he real
ized that I had no false pride and was
thoroughly in earnest, he handled me
without gloves—like a boxing teacher
who finds that his pupil has the grit
of a professional. It was easy enough
for me to grasp the theory of my new
business—it was nothing more than
“Be natural." Rut the rub came in
making myself naturally of the right
sort. I had—as I suppose every man
of intelligence and decent instincts
has—a disposition to be friendly and
simple. But my manner was by na
ture what you might cal! abrupt. My
not very easy task was to learn the
subtle difference between the abrupt
that injects a tonic into social inter
course, and the abrupt that makes the
other person shut up with a feeling of
having been insulted.
Then, there was the matter of good
taste in conversation. Monson found,
as I soon saw, that my everlasting
self-assertiveness was beyond cure. As
I said to him: “I’m afraid you might
easier succeed in reducing my chest
measure." But we worked away at
it, and perhaps my readers may dis
cover even in this narrative, though
it is necessarily egotistic, evidence of j
at least an honest effort not to be
baldly boastful. Monson would have
liked to make of me a self-deprecating ,
sort of person—such as he himself. :
with the result that the other fellow 1
always got the prize and he got left.
But I would have none of it.
All this time I was giving myself—
or thought I was giving myseif—
chiefly to my business, as usual. I
know now that the new interest had
in fact crowded the things down town
far into the background, had impaired
my judgment, had suspended my com
mon sense; but I had no inkling of
this than. The most important mat
ter that was occupying me down town
was pushing textile up toward par.
Langdon's doubts, little though they
influenced me, still made enough of an
impression to cause me to test the
maritet. I soid for him at ninety, as
he had directed; I soid in quantity
every day. But no matter how much
I unloaded, the price showed no ten
dency to break.
"This," said I to myself, "is a testi
monial to the skill with which I pre
pared for my bull campaign.'' And
that seemed to me—all unsuspicious
as I then was—a sufficient explanation
of the steadiness of the stock which
I had worked to establish in
I felt that, if my matrimonial plans
should turn out as I confidently ex
pected, I should need a much larger
fortune than I had—for I was deter
mined that my wife should have an
establishment second to none. Ac
cordingly, I enlarged my original
plan. I had intended to keep close to
Langdon in that plunge; I believed I
controlled the market, but I hadn't
been in Wall street twenty years with
out learning that the worst thunder
bolts fall from cloudless skies. With
out being in the least suspicious of
Langdon, and simply acting on the
general principle that surprise and
treachery are part of the code of high
finance, I had prepared to guard, first,
against being taken in the rear by a
secret change of plan on Langdon's
part, and second, against being in
volved and overwhelmed by a sudden
secret attack on him from some asso
ciate of his who might think he had
laid himself open to successful raid
The market is especially dangerous
toward Christmas and in the spring—
toward Christmas the big fellows oft
en juggle the stocks to get the\ money
for their big Christmas gifts and
alms; toward spring the motive is, of
course, the extra summer expenses of
their families and the commencement
gifts to colleges. It was now late in
the spring.
I say, I had intended to be cautious.
I abandoned caution and rushed in
boldly, feeling that the market was,
in general, safe and that textile was
under my control—and that I was one
of the kings of high finance, with my
lucky star in the zenith. I decided to
continue my bull campaign on my own
account for two weeks after I had un
loaded for Langdon, to continue it un
til the stock was at par. I had no
difficulty in pushing it to ninety-seven,
and I was not alarmed when I found
myself loaded up with it, quoted at
ninety-eight for the preferred and
thirty for the common. I assumed
that I was practically its only sup
porter and that it would slowly settle
back as I slowly withdrew my sup
To my surprise, the stock did not
yield immediately under my efforts to
depress it. I sold more heavily; tex
tile continued to show a tendency to
rise. I sold still more heavily; it
broke a point or two, then steadied
and rose again. Instead of sending
out along my secret lines for inside
information, as I should have done,
and would have done had 1 not been
in a state of hypnotized judgment—I
went to Langdon! I who had been
studying those scoundrels for twenty
odd years, and dealing directly with
and for them for ten years!
He wasn’t at his office: they told
me there that they didn't know
whether he was at his town house or
at his place in the country—"prob
ably in the country,” said his down
town secretary, with elaborate care
lessness. "He wouldn’t be likely to
stay away from the office or not to
send for me, if he were in town, would
It takes an uncommon good liar to
lie to me when I’m on the alert. As I
was determined to see Langdon. I was
in so far on the alert. And I felt the
fellow was lying. “That's reasonable,”
said I. “Call me up, if you hear from
him. I want to see him—important,
but not immediate." And I went away,
having left the impression that I
would make no further effort.
I went up to his house. You, no
doubt, have often seen and often ad
mired its beautiful facade, so simple
that it hides its own magnificence
from all but experienced eyes, so per
fect in its proportions that it hides
the vastness of the palace of which it
is the face. I have heard men say:
"I'd like to have a house—a moderate
sized house—one about the size of
Mowbray Langdon's—though perhaps
a little more elegant, not so plain.”
“Mr. Langdon isn’t at home,” said
the servant.
(To be continued.)
- - The Finest in South America - -
Beautiful Railway Station at Sao
Paulo, Brazil’s Second Greatest
Rio Janeiro, once the first coffee
port of the world, has long since yield
ed that honor to Santos, the port, of
Sao Panlo. which, formerly so noto
rious for its yellow fever epidemics,
has become a clean and prosperous
city. Sao Paulo, the capital of the
state of the same name, and the sec
ond city of the republic, is one of the
finest cities in South America. Sit
uated at an elevation of 2,500 feet, en
joying a delightful subtropical climate,
and provided with all the modern con
veniences of a European or an Amer
ican city, its attraction for the fop
eigner is readily apparent.
Sao Paulo has a number of impor
tant manufactures, including its fa
mous breweries, and Its electric rail
way is interesting to the American
from the fact that it is owned in Can
ada, being one of a number of recent
successful enterprises in Brazil (not
ably the Rio Janeiro tram system)
financed by Canadian capital. Partic
ularly worthy of note, however, is the
Sao Paulo railway, the line which con
nects this city with Santos and con
veys the bulk of the coffee crop to
tidewater. This is owned by an Eng
lish company, as are several of the
railroads in Sao Paulo, and has proved
to be ope of the most profitable for
eign investments in the country.—
John Barrett, in Review of Reviews.
Assegais Ancienf and Modern.
Assegais are to the front just now
in Zuluiand. The word "asesgai,”
however, is not originally a South Af
rican word. It is really "az-zaghayah,”
the "az" being the definite article and
.the rest of it a native Berber word
for a javelin, taken over into Arabia.
Thence the Spaniards and Portuguese
took it and eventually it reached the
English and French from the Portu
guese in Africa. Finally, a word that
had meant a javelin used by Berbers
and Moors was transferred to Kaffir
weapons at the other end of Africa.
In sixteenth century English it ap
pears as “archegayes" and later aa
“hasagays” or “hasaguays."
Women Less Than Cattle.
The Kaffirs think less of their wives
than they do of their cattle. They do
not allow the women to go near the
kraal where they keep their animals,
and If a cow dies they grieve more
than they do when a woman diet.
Gov. Folk of Missouri.
From stereograph, copyright, by Underwood & Underwood. N. T.
Recent Photograph of Chief Executive of the "Show Me” State.
Remarkable Operation Performed in a
New York Hospital and Patient
Is Recovering — Accident
Necessitates Treatment.
New York.—That he has the use of
his right leg, Paul Monk, 47 years old,
of Brooklyn, owes thanks to a healthy
sheep which gave up its life for him.
Monk is now in a hospital recovering
from a remarkable operation. After
his case had puzzled physicians for
months it was discovered that the
marrow of the bone of his right leg,
from the hip to the knee, had entirely
disappeared. The bone was hollow
and brittle and would probably have
broken to bits in a short time, thus
necessitating amputation of the limb.
His physician had to perform the only
operation which would save the bone.
The infusion of the marrow of a living
animal into human bone has been
done, it is said, only a few times be
fore, and never attempted on such a
large scale a3 in Monk's case. Monk
injured his leg while in bathing. He
regarded it as a slight bruise at the
time. In a few days, however, he be
gan to suffer from it.
When he was a small boy he broke
the leg, and at various times since
then he has had pains in it. Monk
was advised to go to a hospital for
When told that only the introduc
tion into his bone of the marrow of
an animal would save his leg and
perhaps his life, Monk said he was
willing to have the attempt made.
Five weeks ago the operation was
performed. An incision nine inches
long was made in the leg, baring the
bone. The sheep was brought alive
into the operating room and while it
was still living marrow was extracted
from its bone and skilfully inserted
into the hollow bone of the patient.
Rapidity and tender handling of the
tissue to prevent it from disintegrate
| ing were the prime requisities. The
bone was filled with marrow, the
wound closed and the sheep put out of
| its suffering, all within three-quarters
of an hour. At the end of two weeks
he was improving. Three days ago
Monk was allowed to place his foot
on the floor and bear his weight upon
it. No disastrous consequences oc
Monk's physicians are confident that
he will never have any more trouble
with his leg. They are positive that
the marrow of the sheep has united
with the bone and that a healthy con
dition now exists.
Dr. A. A. Berg, who performed the
operation, would give no information
concerning it. He said that profes
sional ethics would not allow him to
talk of the matter.
Sound Waves Are Transmitted With
Living Body as an Agent.
San Francisco.—Before a number of
medical men and scientists Drs. Albert
J. Atkins and E. J. Lewis have suc
ceeded in charging an electrical circuit
with human electricity to such a de
gree that external sound waves were
transmitted and heard through an or
dinary telephone receiver.
The experiment consisted of the
application of two platinum electrodes
to the walls of the living stomach. By
means of copper wires the electrodes
were connected with a telephone and
microphone. There was no mechan
ical or chemical battery in the circuit,
yet the moment the electrodes were
swallowed sufficiently to touch the
walls of the stomach ' uman electric
ity Cowed over the wires, rendering
sounds audible. The electric charge
measured from seven to eight milli
Shore of Sea of Coal.
Popular Belief Regarding Boulders at
Rock City, N. Y.
New York.—In the southwestern
part of New Y'ork state, among the
foothills of the Alleghany mountains,
there stands a cluster of giant and
ancient rocks, locally named Rock
The foundation of the city is 2,340
feet above the tidewater of the sea.
The great rocks, broken into huge
cubical blocks, having vertical faces
20 to 40 feet square, are piled one up
on another to the height of 100 feet,
whose summit looks down 1,000 feet
Into the valley that stretches miles
and miles away into the distance.
It is the popular belief that these
great rocks were thrown up and frac
tured in some ancient earthquake
movement and that the great frosts of
the terrific age of ice gradually push
ed the rocks away from each other,
forming similitudes of houses, dun
geons, streets and alleys, after the
rude fashion of a city. In the vicinity
these vast rock3 are spread over an
area of more than 100 acres, while in
smaller blocks and in fewer numbers
they are scattered over a larger terri
tory in Pennsylvania.
Among the curious things connected
with these rocks is their formation,
which is called in geology the clean
conglomerate. It consists of alternate
layers, or strata, of sandstone and the
conglomerate. All through the con
glomerate are embedded millions of
smooth, egg-shaped pebbles, from a j
pea in size to that of a goose egg. The j
appearance of the clean-conglomerate
is conclusive evidence that it was
formed when the waters surged about
it during unnumbered ages in con
stant waves and shifting currents.
And, as it marks the northwestern
limits of the great coal fields and the
immense oil pools of Pennsylvania, it
is morally certain that these bowl
ders at Rock City stood on the shores
of a vast carboniferous sea when na
ture, with her tropical vegetation, was
laying the foundation of the unsur
passed mineral wealth of the state of
Church Pew Sold For $3,675.
New York.—At an auction in the
real estate exchange pew No. 112 in
Grace church was sold for $3,675. It
was sold by the estate of Francis
Jones. Another sale that attracted
attention was that of thirty shares of
stock of the Keeley Motor company,
which once attempted to manufacture
a perpetual motion machine. The
stock brought $1.
Dogfish is Rival to Hen.
London. — Government Analyst
Thorpe offers hope to egg eaters when
hens strike. Reporting to the fisher
ies committee of the Cornwall county
council, he says the eggs of dogfish
when boiled are similar to hard boiled
hen's eggs, and that they are wholo
. some and highly nutritious.
Monster Bel) for a School
New York City to Have “Peace Dis
turber” Weighing 7,OCX) Pounds.
Xew York.—This city is soon to
have the largest school bell in the
world, a bronze-throated monster
weighing 7,000 pounds. It will be five
feet high and six feet across at the
bottom, which makes it a trifle larger
than the bell in the city hall at Minne
apolis and three and a half times as
large as the famous old Liberty bell.
Its brazen clanging, it is said, will be
audible on a clear day for 23 miles.
. This new distrnher of the quiet will
be too large to be swung and, there
fore, will be sounded by a striker op
erated by a push button. It is being
installed In the college of the city of
New York.
Mention of the bell in connection
with the number of students to whom
It will sound a summons has brought
out the fact that New York Is the
greatest university center In the coun
try. Although Cambridge and New
Haven may protest at such a state
ment, it is borne out by statistics. In
complete as they are, these figures
show that among a dozen colleges
here instruction is given to 17,953 stu
dents by 1,365 professors and assist
ants, a far greater number than can
j be found in any other city in the new
Britarc’s New Shell Pierces Armor.
London.—The admiralty has tested
a new type of armor-piercing chell.
Instead of a sharp point at its apex
the projectile has a cupped hollow. A
six-inch propectile of this pattern went
through armor of the same thickness
as the Dreadnought’s waterline armor.
Rockefeller Wins Suit for 18 Cents.
Albany, N. Y.—The Court of Ap
peals has affirmed the judgment which
awarded William Rockefeller 18 cents’
damages and $790.31 costs against Ol
iver Lamora of Franklin county. La
mora caught ffish in Rockefeller’s pri
vate Adirondack trout stream.
Well-to-do Iowa Widower Attracted by
Friend of First Helpmeet—Brief
Courtship Ends at the
Denver.—In two respects the life of
Florence L. Burson might be likened
to Cinderella—she was poor and had
to toil for long hours, and she was
finally— But why anticipate?
Florence Burson was bookkeeper for
a suit and cloak company on Sixteenth
street. She was the most popular girl
in the store. Miss Cora Palmer and
Miss Elia Farrall admit that, and they
were rivals for the popularity honors
among the clerks.
No announcements were sent out of
the approaching nuptials. Miss Bur
son made the only announcement.
“I’m going to get married, girls,"
she said. And in response to the
chorus of “Ohs,” and “Tell us all
about it,” she said that she was to
marry a rich banker and that she
would never have to work again. Then
she added that Charles Thompson, a
rich Iowa banker, was to be her hus
“I II send you girls my pictures,
she said as she closed her books and
left the store to prepare for the wed
The marriage was solemnized at
the place where Miss Burson has
made her home, and after the cere
mony Miss Mary Welch, who conducts
the place, gave a wedding breakfast
with 30 guests invited to wish the
bookkeeper happiness as the banker’s
When Thompson was not such a
rich man he led to the altar a young
woman who was Miss Burson’s dear
est friend. He prcsperefl as the years
went by and became president of the
Forest City National bank, and wa3
reputed the richest man in the county.
Miss Burson was often a visitor at
the home of her girlhood chum, and
so attracted was Thompson with his
wife’s friend that he tried to make a
match between her and his brother.
His efforts at matchmaking for hi3
brother were not successful.
Two years ago the first Mrs. Thomp
son died, and Miss Burson attended
the funeral. She returned to Denver
then, and did not see Mr. Thompson
until last year in Chicago.
There are no indications that he
then continued his efforts to make a
match for his brother. There is even
no evidence that he needed the ad
monition. “Why don’t you speak for
yourself, John?”
At any rate a courtship was then be
gun that had as its culmination a
meeting at the altar.
There is a story to the effect that
the wedding brought pain and heart
ache to a prominent Denver young
man, who was poor and could not
carry on, against the banker, the cam
paign for the fair bookkeeper’s affec
A guest at the wedding breakfast
said that the bride refused to occupy
a seat beside her husband, and that
all this seeming coolness was affected
to impress upon the rejected suitor
that she still loved him, though she
married another. But Miss Mary
Welch, proprietor of the Arno, pooh
poohed this tale.
v\ ny, it s preposterous, she said.
“Somebody’s heart may be broken,
for all I know, but the reason the
bride did not sit beside her husband
is because we arranged the seats at
opposite ends of the table as a joke.”
But whether there were heartaches
or not, one thing is certain—no Cin
derella appeared happier for the com
ing of her prince than did Mrs. Charles
Thompson as she was carried away la
her chartered car.
Scientists Helped in Estimates of th«
Earth’s Age by Radium.
London.—Sir Robert Ball said In a
lecture at the Bishopgate institute
that the discovery of radium had gone
a long way toward solving an impor
tana controversy between mathmati
cians and geologists.
Lord Kelvin calculated from whet
was then known about the earth's in
ternal heat that not more than 20,
000,000 years ago "the surface was so
hot water could not rest on it and the
oceans were vaporous.” Geologists
contended that it must have taken
£00,000,000 years for the rocks to form
and reach their present condition. The
mathematicians revised Kelvin's fig
ures and said he was right.
Now it appears that the eartb'3
crust contains a considerable quantity
of radium, which is forever pouring
out heat at a great rate. “This being
the case,” Sir Robert reasons, “the
date at which the earth first became
cool enough for life must have been
sufficiently remote to give geologists
all the 800,000,000 years they demand
to account for phenomena they have
German Tailor Fined for “Kerchooing"
in Presence of a Policeman.
Berlin.—Again the danger of sneez
ing loudly in the public streets in
Germany has been brought to general
notice. Some time ago a citizen of
Muhlhausen was arrested on a charge
of sneezing loudly in public, thus ren
dering himself a public nuisance. He
managed to get off, as medical evi
dence showed that he had a polypus
in his nose, which prevented his sneez
ing otherwise than loudly.
The Gottingen police nest attacked
thi3 form of “gross misdemeanor” and
arrested a master tailor who sneezed
five times while crossing the street
with a party of friends. The police
declared the disturbance was created
The tailor was fined 75 cents on
the spot He declined to pay and sub
sequently the magistrate decided in
his favor, saying he thought he did
not sneeze on purpose, but because ha
couldn't help it.
A martyrdom nowadays would ba
called an advertisement