Loup City Northwestern
J. W. BURLEIGH, Publisher.
LOUP CITY, - . NEBRASKA.
What Londoners Laca.
London is described as one of the
gayest cities in the world. We have
practically everything that makes for
gayety, and yet it cannot be said with
any degree of honesty that we are as
lively as we might be in the circum
stances. Among a few- folk high spir
its prevail, says London Lady's Pic
torial. It is certainly not fashionable
to be serious, but, speaking generally,
we stand sorely in need of more live
liness. If one would take the meas
urement of liveliness of the average
person, it is only necessary to stay
a few days in any of our winter re
sorts and make a study of the con
versation of inmates of the hotel and
boarding-house. Health will be found
to be the chief topic of conversation
at one, bridge at another, stocks at
another, and the menu at yet another
A joke is rare; it is rarer still that
one hears any remark worth remem
bering, and no one ever appears to be
thoroughly determined to have a good
time. High spirits are certainly at a
discount; the joy of living does not
appear to be understood. And yet in
good hotels and boarding houses visi
tors are represented by all classes of
society that count. What shall we do
to be gay?
One reason why stamps in the fu
ture will bear the names of the cities
whence they are issued is the difficul
ty thus put in tbe way of stamp
thieves. At present stamps consti
tute one of the most readily negotiable
forms of plunder obtainable owing, of
course, to the universal use of postage
stamps and the consequent difficulty
of tracing ownership. Even when
nearly $100,000 worth of stamps were
stolen from the Chicago post office it
was impossible to get clews for detect
ing the criminal. The United States
is not the first country to place the
names of the cities of issue on the
stamps. Mexico has done it for years,
Liberia has the names of five princi
pal towns on the stamps designed for
their respective use. Hut no nation
hitherto has entered upon the plan
to the extent proposed at Washington.
Fully 6,000 cities will be provided
with distinctive stamps. In the case of
26 of the largest cities the name of
the resj>ective city and state will be
engraved as a part of the basic design
of the stamp, whereas in the case of
the thousands of smaller cities the
name will in each instance be printed
across the faces of the stamps after
they have been impressed in the regu
lar color.
The Kaiser’s imperial garage is now
pretty fine, having recently been add
ed to in a most sumptuous manner,
says a Berlin correspondent. The new
motors are all electric and fitted in
the most luxurious manner possible,
besides being models of practical
equipment. Pale turquoise is the
color of the rich upholstery in silk
brocade, the walls and four seats of
each car being covered with this ma
terial. Small letdown tables, wall
cupboards, clock and book rests in
natural wood and ivory complete the
fittings of the imperial carriages. His
electromobiles are painted ivory white
on the inside, with touches of blue
and gold, and doors and back panels
of the vehicles bear the motto, a par
tioularly appropriate one for motor
ists, *'Gott mit tins,-” above the impe
rial crown. The chauffeur's seat is in
pale blue leather.
It is interesting to note how rapidly
the members of the English royal fam
ily are dividing up the spoils of Eu
roi»e. An English princess is on the
throne of Norway; another, Princess
Margaret of Connaught, will some day
wear the Swedish crown. The daugh
ter j>f the late Princess Alice, King
George's sister, is now the Czarina,
the son of the Duke of Albany is Duke
of Saxe-Coburg-Gotlia, the eldest
daughter of the Duke of Edinburgh is
Crown Princess of Rountania, the
Crown Princess of Greece is a daugh
ter of King Edward's eldest sister,
while a daughter of Princess Henry
of Battenberg is on the Spanish
throne.
The agent of a Canadian railway ar
rived in St. Petersburg not long ago,
seeking laborers who were wanted to
construct a new transcontinental line.
He did not get them, the authorities
being of the opinion that it was not
desirable that Russian workmen
should be brought into close contact
with American workmen.
The British Royal Commission says
that milk gives you tuberculosis, and
Prof. Wiley says whisky coagulates
your protoplasm. The other ingredi
ents of the milk punch probably cor
rugate your diaphragm, so what’s the
use?
A real service has been rendered by
the scientific sharp who . discovered
that “a $20 gold piece has an odor dis
tinctly its own.” Few have been ac
quainted with one long enough to find
it out for themselves.
Excessive use of cigarettes is of
fered as the extenuating plea of a St.
Louis youth arrested for making love
over the telephone. Since the Thaw
trial began pathological excuses have
become the fashion for every sort of
prank.
A small table that had been many
years in an alms house at Bristol,
England, was sent recently with other
discarded furniture to an auction
room where it was recognized as s
THE DELUGE
Bxr DAVID GRAHAM PHILLIRS, Author of ‘THECQSE&c |
towsezxr /sets AoaBs-m&ixzr. con&avyy
CHAPTER XXX.—Continued.
“ii have only contempt for a woman
who tries to hold a man when he
wishes to go,” said Anita, with quiet
but energetic bitterness. “Besides—”
she hesitated an instant before going
on—"Gladys 'deserves her fate. She
doesn't really care for him. She's
only jealous of him. She never did
love him.”
“How do you know?” said I sharp
ly, trying to persuade myself it was
not. an ugly suspicion in me that
lifted its head and shot out that ques
tion.
‘ Because he never loved her,” she
replied. “The feeling a woman has
for a man or a man for a woman,
without any response, isn't love, isn’t
worthy the name of love. It’s a sort
cf baffled covetousness. Love means
generosity, not greediness.” Then—
“Why do you not ask me whether
what she said is true?”
The change in her tone with the
last sentence, the strange, ominous
note in it, startled me.
"Because,” replied I, “as I said to
her, to ask my wife such a question
would be to insult her. If you were
riding with him, it was an accident.”
As. if my rude repulse of her over
tures and my keeping away from her
ever since would not have justified her
in almost anything.
She flushed the dark red of shame,
but her gaze held steady and unflinch
ing upon mine. "It was not altogether
by accident,” she said. And I think
sB'e expected me to kill her.
When a man admits and respects
a woman's rights where he is him
self concerned, he either is no longer j
interested in her or has begun to love I
her so well that he can control the ]
savage and selfish instincts of pas- :
sion. If Mowbray Langdon had been i
there, I might have killed them both;
but he was not there, and she, facing
me without fear, was not the woman
to be suspected of the stealthy and
traitorous.
"It was he that you meant when
you warned me jou cared for another
man?” said I, so quietly that I won
dered at myself; wondered what had
become of the "Black Matt” who had
used his fists almost as much as his
brains in fighting his way up.
“Yes,” she said, her head down
now.
A long pause.
“You wish to be free?” 1 asked, and
inv tone must have been gentle.
“I wish to free you,” she replied
slowly and deliberately.
There was a long silence. Then
1 said; “I must think it all out. 1
once told you how 1 felt about these
matters. I've greatly changed my
mind since our talk that night in the
Willoughby; bur. my prejudices are
still with me. Perhaps you will not
be surprised at that—you whose pre
judices have cost me so dear.”
I thought she was going to speak.
Instead she turned away, so that 1
could no longer see her face.
“Our marriage was a miserable
mistake,” I wen: on, struggling to be
just and judicial, and to seem calm.
"I admit it now. Fortunately, we are
both still young—you very young.
Mistakes in youth are never fatal.
But, Anita, do not blunder out of one
mistake into another. You are no
longer a child, as you were when 1
married you. You will be careful not
to let judgments formed of him long
ago decide you for him as they de
cided you against me.”
“I wish to be free," she said, each
word coming with an effort, “as much
on your account as on my own.”
Then, and it seemed to me merely a
truly feminine attempt to shirk re
sponsibility, she added, “I am glad
my going will be a relief to you.”
“Yes, it will be a relief,” I con
fessed. “Our situation has become
intolerable.” I had reached my limit
of self-control. I put out my hand.
“Good-by," I said.
If she had went it might have modi
fied my conviction that everything
was at an end between us. But she
did not weep. “Can you ever forgive
me?” she asked.
i.,ei s not taut or torgiveness, said
i, and I fear iav voice and manner
were gruff, as i strove not to break
down.. "Let's try to forget.” And I
touched her hand and hastened away.
When two human beings set out to
misunderstand ea'-h other, how last
and far they go! How shut-in we
are from each other, wdth only halting
means of communication that break
down under the slightest strain!
As I was leaving the house next
I morning, I gave Sanders this note for
! her:
! “I have gone to live at the Down
town hotel. When you have decided
; what course to take, let me know. If
my ‘rights' ever had any substance,
they have starved away to such weak
things that the}' collapse even as 1 try
to set them up. I hope your freedom
will give you happiness and me
peace.”
"You are ill, sir?” asked my old
servant, my old friend, as ho took the
note.
"Stay with her, Sanders, as long as
she wishes,” said I, ignoring Lis ques
tion. “Then come to me.”
His look made me shake hands
with him. As I did it, we both re
membered the. last time we had
(shaken hands—when he had the roses
for my home-coming with my bride.
It seemed to me I could smell those
roses.
XXXI.
langdon comes to the sur
face.
I shall not estimate the rast sums
It cost the lloebuck-Langdon clique to
maintain the .prices ot National Coal.
«‘ ' - -1 *-■ -ft- ft 'in "i fcnT~1ri i..*T r r7 -I "■
that the public was buying eagerly.
In the third Week of my campaign,
Melville was so deeply involved that
he had to let the two others take the ^
whole burden upon themselves.
In the fourth week, Langdon came :
to me.
The interval between his card and
himself gave me a chance to recover
from my amazement. When he en
tered he found me busily writing.
Though I had nerved myself, it was
several seconds before I ventured to
look at him. There he stoodi prob
ably as handsome, as fascinating as
ever, certainly as self-assured. But 1
could now, beneath that manner I had
once envied, see the puny soul, with
its brassy glitter of the vanity of
luxury and show. I had been some
what afraid of myself—afraid the
sigh'; of him would stir up in me a
tempest of jealousy and hate; as I
looked, I realized that 1 did not know
my own nature. "She does not love
this man," 1 thought. "If she did or
could, she would not be the woman 1
love. He deceived her inexperience
as he deceived mine.”
“What can I do for you?" said 1 to
him politely, much as if he were a
stranger making an untimely inter
ruption.
My look had disconcerted him; my
tone threw7 him into confusion. "You
keep out of the way, now that you've
become famous,” he began, with a
halting but heroic attempt at his cus
tomary easy superiority. "Are you
I
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FOR MONEY—JUST FOR MONEY! AND I HAD THOUGHT HIM A
MAN!”
living up in Connecticut, too? Sam
Ellersly tells me your wife is stopping
there with old Howard Forrester.
Sam wants me to use my good offices
in making it up between you two and
her family.
I was completely taken aback by
this cool ignoring of the real situation
between him and me. Impudence or
ignorance?—I could not decide. It
seemed impossible that Anita had not
told him; yet it seemed imi>ossibIe,
too, that he would come to me if she
had told him. "Have you any busi
ness with me?" said I.
His eyelids twitched nervously, and
he adjusted his lips several times be
fore be was able to say:
“You and your wife don’t care to
make it up with the Elletslys? I
fancied so, and told Sam you'd simply
think me meddlesome. The other
matter' is the Travelers' club. I've
smoothed things out there. I'm going
to put you up and rush you through.”
“No, thanks,” said I. It seemed
incredible to me that I had ever cared
about that club and the things it rep
resented, as I could remember I un
doubtedly did care. It was like look
ing at an outgrown toy and trying to
feel again the emotions it once ex
cited.
“I assure you, Matt, there won't be
the slightest difficulty.” His manner
was that of a man playing the trump
card in a desperate game—he feels it
can not lose, yet the stake is so big
that he can not but be a little ner
vous.
“I do not care to join the Travelers'
club,” said I, rising. “I must ask
you to excuse me. 1 am exceedingly
busy.”
A flush appeared in his cheeks and
deepened and spread until his whole
body must have been afire. He seat
ed himself. “You know what I’ve
come for,” he said sullenly, andthum
•bly, too.
All his life he had been enthroned
.w' vin -TOxJrti— UHUimit realizing
how much of a fool he thinks l am,
and also the chance to see just how
much of a foo! he is. I hesitate to
think so poorly of you as your at
tempt to fool me seems to compel.”
But he was unconvinced. "I've
found he intends to abandon the ship
and leave me to go down with it," he
persisted. "He believes he can escape
and denounce me as the arch rascal
who planned the combine, and can
convince people that 1 foozled him
into it.”
Ingenious: but I happened to know
that it was false. "Pardon me, Mr.
Langdon," said I with stiff courtesy.
“I repeat, 1 can do nothing for you.
Good morning.” And 1 went at my
work as if he were already gone.
Had I been vindictive, I would have
led him out to humiliate himself
more deeply, if greater depths of
humiliation there are than those to
which he voluntarily descended. But
1 wished to spare him; I let him see
the uselessness of his mission. He
looked at me in silence—the look of
hate that can come only from a crea
ture weak as well as wicked. I think 1
it was all his keen sense of humor
could do to save him from a melo
dramatic outbreak. He slipped into
Perforated Sails Beneficial
Although the assertion recently
made by an Italian sea captain that
the power of sails was increased by
their being perforated was ridiculed,
it has just been proved that he was
right.
His theory was that the force of
the wind cannot fairly take effect on
an inflated sail because of the cush
ion of immovable air that fills up the
hollows. To prevent the creation and
presence of that cushion, he pierced
his sails with many holes, through
which the wind blew, the balance of
the air nressm^tilkJn*. »***«>« the
i canvas and exercising its full ef
fect.
Several experiments have been
made on these lines, and the results
are declared to have been eminently
satisfactory.
The Top of Colorado.
In high mountains there is no state
to compare with Colorado. She can
claim 407 peaks of an altitude of more
than 10,000 feet, 395 of more than
11,000, 223 of more than 12,000, 149
of more than 13,000, and 33 or more
than 14,000.
it, he had claimed and had received
deference solely because he was rich.
He had thought himself, in his own
person, most superior; now, he found
that like a silly child he had been
standing on a chair and crying: "See
how tall I am.” And the airs, the
cynicism, the graceful condescension,
which had been so becoming to him,
were now as out of place as crown
and robes on a king taking a swim
ming lesson.
"What are your terms, BlacklockY
Don't be too hard on an old friend,”
said he, trying to carry off his frank
plea for mercy with a smile.
I should have thought he would cut
his throat and jump off the Battery
wall before he would get on his knees
to any man for any reason. And he
was doing it for mere money—to try
to save, not his fortune, but only an
imperiled part of it. "If Anita could
see him now!" I thought.
To him 1 said,- the more coldly be
cause 1 did not wish to add to his
humiliation by showing him that 1
pitied hint: "I can only repeat, Mr.
Langdon. you will have to excuse me.
I have given you all the time I can
spare.”
His eyes were shifting and his
hands trembling as he said: "I will
transfer control of the Coal combine
to you.”
His tones, shameful as the offer
they carried, made me ashamed for
him. For money—just for money!
And i had thought him a man. If he
had been a self-deceiving hypocrite
like Roebuck, or a frank believer in
the right of might, like Updegraff. I
might possibly, in the circumstances,
have tried to release him from my
net. But he had never for an instant
deceived himself as to the real nature
of the enterprises he plotted, pro
moted and profited by: he thought it
“smart” to be bad, and he delighted
in making the most cynical epigrams
on the black deeds of himself and his
associates.
“Better sell out to Roebuck," I sug
gested. "I control all the Coal stock
I need.”
"1 don't care to have anything
further to do with Roebuck,” Langdon
answered. "I've broken with him.”
"When a man lies to me,” said I,
“he gives me the chance to see just
his habitual pos°, rose and withdrew
without another word. All fchis fright
and groveling and treachery for plun
der, the loss of which would not im
pair his fortune—plunder he had
stolen with many a jest and gibe at
his helpless victims. Like most of our
debonair dollars chasers, he was a
good sportsman only when the game
was with him.
That afternoon he threw bis Coal
holdings on the market in great
blocks. His treachery took Roebuck
completely by surprise—for Roebuck
believed in this fair-weather "gentle
man,’ foul-weather coward, and neg
lected to allow for that quicksand that
is always under the foundation of the
man who has inherited, not earned,
his wealth. But for the blundering
credulity of rascals, would honest
men ever get their dues. Roebuck’s
brokers had bought many thousands
of Langdon's shares at the high arti
ficial price before Roebuck grasped
the situation—that it was not my fol
lowers recklessly gambling to break
the prices, but Langdon unloading on
his "pal.” As soon as he saw, he
abruptly withdrew' from the market.
When the Stock Exchange closed, Na
tional Coal securities were offered at
prices ranging from 11 for the bonds
to two for the common and three for
the preferred—offered, and no takers.
“Well, you've done it,” said Joe,
coming with the news that Thornley,
of the Discount and Deposit bank, had
been appointed receiver.
“I’ve made a beginning,” replied I.
I had decided to concentrate upon
Roebuck, because he was the richest
and most powerful of "The Seven.”
For, in my pictures of the three main
phases of "finance”—the industrial,
the life insurance and the banking—
he, as arch plotter in every kind of
respectable skulduggery, was neces
sarily in the foreground. My original
intention was to demolish the Power
Trust— or, at least, to compel him to
buy back all of its stock which he had
worked off on the public. I had col
lected many interesting facts about it,
facts typical of the conditions that
"finance" has established in so many
of our industries.
For instance, I was prepared to
show that the actual earnings of the
Power Trust was two and half times
what its reports to stockholders al
leged; that the concealed profits were
diverted into the pockets of Roebuck,
his sons. 11 otlier relatives and four
of "The Seven," the lion’s share go
ing. of course, to the lion. Like al
most all the great industrial enter
prises. too strong for the law and too
remote for the supervision of their
stockholders, it gathered in enormous
revenues to disburse them chiefly in
salaries and commissions and rake- I
offs on contracts to favorites. I had j
proof that in one year it had "written
off" 12 millions of profit and loss, 10
millions of which had found its way
to Roebuck's pocket.
Roebuck was the keystone of the
arch that sustained the structure of
chicane. To dislodge him was the di
rect way to collapse it. I was about
to set to work when Langdon. feel
ing that he ought to have a large sup
ply of cash in the troublous times I
was creating, increased the capital
stock of his already enormously over
capitalized Textile Trust and offered
the new issue to the public. As the
Textile Trust was even better bul
warked, politically, than the Power
Trust, it was easily able to declare
tempting dividends out of its lootings.
So the new stock could not be at
tacked in the one way that would
make the public instantly shun it—I
could not truthfully charge that it
would not pay the promised divi
dends. Yet attack 1 must—for that
issue was, in effect, a bold challenge
of my charges against "The Seven."
From all parts of the country in
quiries poured in upon me; “What
do you think of the new Textile is
sue? Shall we invest? Is the Textile
company sound?”
I had no choice. 1 must turn aside
from Roebuck; I must first show that,
while Textile was, in a sense, sound
just at that time, it had been unsound,
and would be unsound again as soon
as Langdon had gathered in a suffi
cient number of lambs to make a
battue worth the while of a man deal
ing in nothing less than seven figures.
I proceeded to do so.
• i iie iiiai Ktu jieiuea siowiy. i nuer
my first day's attack Textile preferred
fell six points, Textile common three.
While 1 was in the midst of dictating
my letter for the second day's attack,
I suddenly came to a full stop. 1
found across my way this thought:
“Isn't it strange that Langdon, after
humbling himself to you, should make
this bold challenge? It's a trap!”
“No more at present,” said I, to my
stenographer. "And don't write out
what I've already dictated.”
I shut myself in and busied myself
at the telephone. Half an hour after
I set my secret machinery in motion,
a messenger brought me an envolope,
the address typewritten. It con
tained a sheet of paper on which ap
peared. in typewriting, these words,
and nothing more:
“He is heavily short of Textiles.”
It was indeed a trap. The new is
sue was a blind. He had challenged
me to attaca his stock, and as soon as
I did, he had begun secertly to sell
it for a fall. I worked at this new sit
uation until midnight, trying to get
together the proofs. At that hour—
for 1 could delay no longer, and my
proofs were not quite complete—I
sent my newspapers two sentences:
"To-morrow I shall make a dis
closure that will send Textiles up.
Do not sell Textiles!”
(To be Continued.)
PULLING TOGETHER
HOME MERCHANTS SHOULD PA
TRONIZE EACH OTHER.
KEEP DOLLAR GOING ’ROUND
Do Not Let It Escape by Unnecessar
ily Sending It to the City—Set an
Example to Others.
The community that will pull to
gether, that will work as one man
for the general interests, will find an
abundance of prosperity.
And working together means the
'pending of the dollars of the com
munity within the community. Xor
does it mean only that the farmer, the
mechanic, the doctor, the preacher,
the editor must spend their money at
home, but it means also that the
merchant must do the same thing. It
means that you, Mr. Dry Goods Mer
chant, must patronize your neighbor, j
Mr. Furniture Dealer, when you want
furniture. It means that you, Mr.
Furniture Dealer, must patronize your
neighbor, Mr. Dry Goods Merchant,
when you want dry goods. It means
that the groceryman must patronize
the home implement dealer when he
wants a new wagon, and the imple
ment dealer must buy his groceries
in the home town. It means that
whether Mr. Butcher, Mr. Grocery
man, Mr. Dry Goods Merchant, Mr.
Furniture Dealer, Mr. Hardware Man,
or whoever it may be, that intends to
erect a new building they should buy
house, or the groceryman sent it M
the city for his dry goods? The
trust organization of the community
would have been broken, that dollar
would have ceased to earn profits fo,
the people of the community, b"•
would have began earning dollars for
the city into which it was sent.
It is the dollar that i3 spent a
home that makes the sayings deposit .
of the home bank grow; that r
creases the wealth of the oominunit
and decreases the tax rate. Uuym
at home means saving the commuu
ity. but. Mr. Merchant, do rot preach
tliis trade at home doctrine unies
you practice it. You must buy you
stock of merchandise in the city
be sure, but aside from what is «pe: .
for your stock of merchandise
to i#t that every dollar it is pos. i:> •
to keep at home remains in the cm
munity. Keep them circulatin',
among your neighbors, and they wi
make motley for you as well as i
them; they will build the home com
munity, and make of it a prospers:
community in which your busin*
will grow, and your town h> l on
will grow in value at the same r •>
the farmer’s acres grow in value. Ti •
home trade problem is a man .-mI* ■
one, and the home merchant's side ol
the problem is not the least ■ thei
WRIGHT A. PATTERSON.
REASON FOR ALL THINGS.
Customs That Now Seem Peculiar Hai
Origin in Wisdom,
If you are patient enough to fen t
it out you will find that there 13 a re,
son for every little Idiosyncrasy w
have, for every queer thing we il
Take, for example, the wearing * .
The keen blade of trade reciprocity will divide the dollars of the com
munity among the home people. Keeping the dollars at home will build
saving accounts at the bank and mak e for general prosperity. Sending
them to the city mail-order house wi II bring bankruptcy and ruin to all
except the city.
the material for that building at
home of their neighbor, Mr. Building
Material Man.
And let us speak a word for Mr.
Printer Man also. He is a part of
this community; he contributes to its
prosperity: lie advertises it, and he is
entitled to his place in the circle
through which the community's dol
lars are to circulate. When you, Mr.
Merchant, want printing of any kind,
give the job to the home printer.
The dollar that you spend with him
lie will again spend with you, and
both will make a profit on it. It is
but fair that he have this, his legiti
mate portion of the home trade. He
is as much a part of the community
as yourself, and as much entitled to
your support as you are entitled to
the support of the farmer, the me
chanic, the preacher, the doctor.
The battle against the mail-order
octupus can never be a successful
one unless all interests are actively
engaged in it. It can never be suc
cessful so long as the merchant wants
it preached hut does not want to prac
tice it himself. The merchant who
sends his saving account to the city
bank for safe keeping is not entitled
to the support of the community
whose money he takes from it. The
merchant who will not patronize his
brother merchants, who makes his
visits to the city an excuse for buy
ing his own household supplies, sup
plies that are not carried on his ctV'n
shelves, of the city merchants, is not
entitled to the supiiort of the com
munity. Such a merchant wants to
preacli but not practice home trade.
He wants to do with the community’s
dollars just what ho condemns in
others—send them away from the
community. He would bankrupt the
community for selfish interests.
There are few. if any, such mer
chants as this in this or other com
munities, hut if there are any here it
is not for their benefit that this pa
per is preaching home trade to its
readers. .
We hear much or the strength or
trusts and combinations. In what
does their strength lie? To a large
extent in the fact that they control
the trade in the commodities in which
they are dealing. They make every
dollar they spend an interest earn
ing dollar. Let us form a little trust
of our own. Let all of us, merchant,
farmer, doctor, mechanic, preacher,
editor, spend our dollars at home,
keep them at home, and wo have or
ganized a trust of our own that will
bring.to each of us our share of earn
ings on the capital invested.
This is not a hard problem to figure
out for ourselves. The farmer, let
us say, wants a dollar's worth of
sugar. He buys it of the home gro
ceryman, and the groceryman makes !
a profit. The groceryman buys a dol- !
lar's worth of dry goods, and the dry i
goods merchant makes a profit. The
dry goods merchant patronizes the
dentist, and the dentist makes a
profit, and the dentist buys butter and
produce from the farmer and the
fanner makes a profit. So as the
dollar goes around and around a com
munity each man into whose keeping
it comes makes a profit on the han
dling of it, and the dollar grows into
two. But what would have happened
bad the farmer taken that dollar to
buy his groceries of the mail-order
widows' caps. Why do widows covet
their heads with these curious littli
arrangements of inaline, crepe ant
lace? It is a custom handed down ti.
: its from the Romans, who shaved (hi :r
! heads when they mourned the loss o'
a dear one. This idea was all rigl
for men who did not mind appearing
without a single spear of hair on tin -
heads, but of course it was most un
attractive for women. No one, not
even a Roman matron, liked to be
seen bald headed, so the women of
the Tiber devised a little cap to hid"
their baldness, and thus the custom
has come down to us, even though
heads are no longer shaved as a sig »
of mourning.
The reason that bells are tolled h i
the dead is that years ago, when tol
ing was first established, the peop
thought that the sound of the bells
frightened away evil spirits who hov
ered near the dead.
Why do men, and women, too, wear
bows on the left side of their hats?
The reason is simple enough. Whc 1
the head covering built upon the ordt r
of hats of to-day was first introduce I
it was ornamented with a ribbon whic t
went around the crown and hung dow i
in two ends on the left side, reaching
below the shoulder. These ends we; .
a sort of anchor, or safety line, an i
were put there expressly to be seizt :
when a sudden gust of wind threatei
ed to blow the hat away. The ribbon
were put on the left side because, as i
general thing, the left hand was ntor
apt to be free than the right. Eventu
ally these ribbons were knotted in i
fetching bow with flowing ends, and
then they were cut off quite close to
the hat. so that they, form a very
small and stiff bow knot.
It is always the custom to throw old
shoes after a bride and this quet i
custom came into vogue when parent ■
were in the habit of using their sit
pers to keep their girls obedient and
good. Now the slipper is not really
intended for the bride, but for the
bridegroom, who is supposed to u>>
it for the same purpose Jhe mothm
and father of olden times aid.
“Will” Yourself to Sleep.
Fortunate is the woman who h^s
successfully cultivated the habit o«
sleeping at will. It is said that Mis •
Julia Marlowe can rest between
scenes of the most exacting plays by
her ability to drop asleep when sb*.
pleases. These little periods of uneo;i
consciousness are great restorers, an. I
there need be no special preparation
for them. We associate sleep with
darkness and bed, but daylight, so’r
couches and easy chairs are just i s
good for sleeping purposes—only tie
power of will-concentration is lackinr
and that is so general as to be a s
rious drawback to good work in ail
directions. We see women of splendid
health and poise, of strong mentaiit,.
and we marvel at their “gifts" when
the whole secret of their power lies in
concentration.
Of Distinguished Ancestry.
Mine. Liza Lehman, the' composer,
is a granddaughter of the late Rob
ert Chambers of Edinburgh, the orig
inator and publisher of that standard
work, “Chambers' Encyclopedia.” Her
father, Rudolph Lehman, was a we*
known portrait painter. 1