ioap City Northwestern
J. W. BURLEIGH, Publisher.
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LOUP CITY. . . NEBRASKA.
Steps to Fortune.
A modest, unassuming yoang busi
ness man, to his great surprise, was
recently promoted to a position very
much in advance of the one he then
occupied. He did not understand when,
or where, or how he had prepared
himself for such unexpected promo
tion. His friends, however, and those
who had been watching his career
knew that, unconsciously, he had been
preparing for his promotion ever since
he took a job as an errand boy in an
office. Indeed, if he had had the posi
tion to which he has been advanced in
mind from the outset, and if every
step he took had been directed toward
It, he could not have adopted a more
effective means for the attainment of
his end. As a boy, this young em
ploye did not wait to be told things, or
to do this or that when it was obvious
that it should be done. He found out
all he could for himself by observation,
by keeping his eyes and ears open, and
by being constantly on the alert to
increase his knowledge; and he al
ways did whatever he saw needed to
be done, without waiting for orders.
He did everything that was given him
to do as well as he possibly.could do
it. He did not wait for big opportuni
ties, but found his chance in every lit
tle thing that came his way. In every
act he performed he - found a chance
to be prompt, businesslike and polite.
•In every letter he wrote he found an
opportunity for self-culture, for learn
ing how to be concise and how to ex
press himself in the clearest and pur
est English. He found an opportunity
tor neatness and order in filing away
.papers and in keeping the office clean
•and tidy. These, remarks the New
lYork Weekly, are a few of the steps
which led to his rapid promotion, al
though when he was taking them he
rwas not conscious that he was laying
the foundation of his career broad and
deep.
Our Immigrant*.
No migration in history is compara
ble to the great hordes that have
crossed the Atlantic during the past
'20 years to enter our territory, says
National Geographic Magazine. In
1905, 1,026,499 immigrants were ad
mitted; in 1906, 1,100,735, and in the
present year the total will exceed the
record of 1906 by many thousands.
Since June 30, 1900, 6,000,000 have
been admitted, of whom probably 5,
600,000 have settled permanently in
the United States. The report of Mr.
Sargent for 1906, recently issued, con
tains much interesting information
about the character and qualifications
of the immigrants. Perhaps the most
striking fact is that less than five per
cent, of the newcomers have reached
or passed the age of 45. Of the arriv
als in 1906, 913,955 ranged in age
from 14 to 44, 136,273 were less than
14 yearB of age, and only 50,507 had
reached or passed the age of 45. More
than two-thirds of the immigrants
were males, the figures being 764,463
men and boys and 336,272 women and
girls. About 28 per cent, of the total
Dumber were illiterate, which is a
very large proportion when we con
sider that only 6.2 per cent, of the
total white population of the United
States and only 4.6 per cent, of the
native-born whites in 1900 were illit
erate.
The Chinese minister to the United
States, Sir Chentung Liancheng, is a
graduate of Andover and Yale. He is
a devotee of baseball, and often at
tends the games. A good player him
self, he often is the chief figure in a
most unique picture, when playing,
his skirts tucked up, with his two
small boys and their little friends.
Tennis, too, has been a great favorite
with the minister, while he is also
very much devoted to horseback rid
ing and bicycle riding. These last two
accomplishments are: /rather rare
among orientals.
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Sables are becoming very rare, and,
on account of the great demand for
them, have risen considerably in price
during the last few years, A coat that,
about two years ago, would have cost
120,000 would now be worth at least
$30,000. The empress of Russia pos
sesses one of the most beautiful sable
coats in existence; it is made from
the most splendid sables procurable
and is valued at anything between
$250,000 and $400,000. Queen Mamd,
of Norway, is another queen consort
who is lucky enough to possess mag
nificent sables.
Gen. Kuroki is such a little, un
pretentious looking man, standing
only four feet six in his footwear,
that people expecting to see a great
warrior are said to be expressing
disappointment when they see him.
He doesn’t come up to their ideal.
It is frequently so with distinguished
heroes. When Alexander the Great
entered Babylon, intending to make
that city the capital of the vast em
pire he had conquered, the people
saw a man of even smaller physique
than that of Gen. Kuroki, and
they laughed at him.
Four battleships of the Dreadnaught
type have been contracted for in the
'British shipyards in the name of Bra
zil and Argentina, but it is believed
they are a speculative investment and
will be offered for sale. The sudden
transfer to any navy of such levia
thans, says St Louis Globe-Democrat
.would be somewhat sensational.
The Washington youth who has
been giving the government trouble
by Intercepting wireless messages in a
contrivance of his own could hardly
I be charged with wire-tapping.
Harry Orchard,
This is the man whd confessed to the outrage by which ex-Governor
Stunenberg of Idaho met his death. It was as a result of his confession that
Moyer, Haywood and Pettlbone, the officials of the Western Miners' Federa
tion, were arrested charged with conspiracy in connection with the murder.
Haywood is now on trial.
THE PRESIDENT HAS FUN.
TAKES INFORMAL JAUNT IN
COUNTRY WITH FAIRBANKS.
Plays Ball with Boys and Tells Wife
of Farmer Thomas Her Butter
milk Is Finest He’d
Ever Tasted.
Akron, O.—While Vice President
Fairbanks sat on a fence and drank
buttermilk, President Roosevelt
hopped about In Farmer Frank Thom
as’ backyard, his coat and hat off, and
bis sleeves rolled up, and batted out
balls for the awe-stricken children of
the farmer.
Then, when the Thomas boys had
almost run their legs off chasing his
long drives, the president of the
United States climbed up on the fence
beside the vice president, said he’d
had "a bully time,” and joined him in
another glass of Farmer Thomas’ but
termilk. And when he handed back
the glass President Roosevelt made
Mrs. Thomas the proudest woman in
the state of Ohio by saying: “That’s
the best thing I’ve tasted in years."
This isn’t a fairy story. It’s posi
tive fact. This is how it happened.
After leaving Canton the other day,
where he had attended the funeral of
Mrs. McKinley, President Roosevelt
learned that his train would have to
lie over at Akron for four hours be
fore connections could be made for
Indianapolis. The president did not
relish the prospect of kicking his
heels around Akron for four hours
and had his private car dropped
about two miles outside of the city,
where the country roads thereabouts
looked cool and inviting.
Then, with Mr. Fairbanks, who an
ticipated a quiet stroll and nothing
more, the president started off along
the most alluring of the roads. One
secret service man trailed behind.
The president, who had been cramped
in a car all day, set a pretty lively
pace tor the lengthy vice president,
and before they had gone much more
than a mile Mr. Fairbanks was hot,
thirsty, and gasping.
Just about then the farmhouse of
Frank Thomas hove in sight, and the
president set out for it across country.
Thomas was working on a haystack,
but he threw down his rake mighty
quick when the president introduced
himself. Could the vice president and
himself have a glass of milk? Thom
as is a Republican. They could have
all the milk and everything else in
the farmhouse. After they had one
glass of the farmer’s buttermilk the
president prowled out into the yard,
where the children of the farmer were
playing ball. The boys were scared
white when they knew who it was
who wanted to take a hand in the
game.
From Frank’s the president and
Mr. Fairbanks went over to the farm
house of David -Thomas, where he
asked Mrs. Thomas how many chil
dren she had.
“Eight,” the woman modestly re
plied.
“Ah," he exclaimed, “when I return
to Washington I shall have to tell
Mrs. Roosevelt that I have found one
woman who has a larger family than
hers.”
The president then dropped in to
visit Mrs. Rose Hansen, who could
not speak English, and he had to talk
German.
Then he dropped in on John Wuch
ter. That proud old farmer said that
if he had only known that Mr. Roose
velt was coming he would have had
Mrs. Wuchter prepare a spring chick
en supper. The president said he was.
mighty sorry to miss that
REMARKABLE VITALITY OF CAT.
Stood Current of 13,200 Electric Volts
for Three Weeks.
Philadelphia.—That a cat has nine
lives was demonstrated when a black
feline was taken out of a brick conduit
at the power station of the Philadel
phia Rapid Transit company, after be
ing subjected for three weeks to a
constant shock of 13,200 volts of elec
tricity.
Although 1,000 volts will kill the
average man, 13,000 volts and over did
not injure the cat more than singing
his ears and feet just a little. Dur
ing the three weeks he had nothing to
eat or drink. ,
The cat got into the conduit through
a small door that had been left open.
The mechanism of the conduit 1b in
operation day and night. The other
night it was determined to get the ani
mal out The power was shut off for
five hours, the trolley cars being fed
from another station until the feline
was recovered.
The cat, of course, was very weak,
but was quickly revived when given
some nourishment
ROBBERY LEADS TO WEALTH.
Prospector Thrown Over Cliff Finds
Signs of Gold at Bottom.
Sturgl3, S. D.—Arthur Brewer, a
young men who came into the Black
hills eight or ten years ago, is in a
fair way to become rich as the result
of an attempt made to murder him.
Recently it has come to light that
Brewer was on his way from his home
up in the hills west of here to White
wood with several hundred dollars
which he intended to deposit in the
bank, when he was held up by two
masked men heavily aimed.
The bandits stepped out in front
of Brewer at a lonely spot in the hills
and commanded him to throw up his
hands. Instead of throwing up his
hands Brewer pulled his own revolver
and opened fire on the robbers. They
returned the fire and Brewer was
wounded in the left arm.
The bandits finally overpowered
Brewer, took all his money from him
and then threw him over a perpendic
ular cliff down into a canyon with
murderous intent. Brewer was ren
dered unconscious by the fall, but his
injuries were not serious and he was
soon able to pick himself up and look
around.
His practiced eye quickly discov
ered signs of gold In the canyon and
the next day he set diligently to work,
with the result that he now has a lead
for which he has already been offered
several thousand dollars and which
bids fair to make him a rich man.
Hypnotist to Reclaim Bums.
New York.—Thirteen candidates
matriculated at the Bowery mission
the other night, where Dr. G. A. Gayer
has organized what he termed a
“psychle clinic for the study of the
subconscious souse." Several pupils
endeavored to "sift” the teacher for a
nickel, saying they detir&l to pur
chase slates and pencils. Dr. Louis
Klopsch, a philanthropis t and support
er of the mission, has employed Dr.
Gayer to test his hypnotic powers In
reclaiming gentlemen whose ambrosia
appetites have outgrown their salaries.
Dr. Gayer will notify the class when
he is ready to turn on the current
Chief Heir to' “Silent” Smith.
George Grant Mason, a nephew of James Henry 8mith who recently died
suddenly in Japan while on a wedding tour around the world, found himself
possessed of 112,000,000 when the will of his uncle was read. Mr. Mason has
been followlhg the railroad business since his graduation from Yale In 1888
and for the last two years has been division superintendent of the St. Paul
at Aberdeen, 8. D.
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lUWewHAewiiflAi esirafiHe
Nuns as Strikebreakers.
Cuneo, Italy.—When the composi
tors of the Roman Catholic weekly
newspaper here struck for higher
wages the proprietor, at fals wits’ end,
went to.the prioress t>f the convent
She was a woman of resource and
suggested that her nuns should go to
the printing office and do the work.
They did. In a few days they had be
come fairly expert and the paper ap
peared only one day late. The nans
made one characteristic stipulation,
that the money they earned should go
to the support of the strikers’ famil
ies.
WOOOQOOOOOOaOOOOOOOPOOOOt
American clocks are displaced.
Consul Says Time Keepers 8hould Be
More Ornamental.
New York.—Ten years ago Ameri
can clocks were in great demand at
this place, but since then there has
been a gradual falling off, until now
one can hardly And an American dock
in the whole city, writdu Consul Felix
S. S. Johnson of Bergen. Norway. On
inquiry I find that the causes for the
decline in this trade are many, and
these can be remedied by our manu
facturers, should they desire to regain
the market for their goods in Norway.
First, no care is taken to make the
clock ornamental. As a dealer ex
plained to me, the American clock
has a plain wooden case with no earr
ings or ornamentals; besides, the dial
could be improved. I found-on ex
amination that the clocks manufac
tured in Germany (now controlling the
market) have neatly carved cases,
with feces of metal, engraved dials
wun iwcei* vt, uMsuM,
and figures.
The works In the
are better ‘than thdds' of th*
» »hn< Hint it <■ the
appearance of the article which
catches the eye of the purchaser, as
it Is going to be an ornament not in
his office, but in his home.
The clocks Imported from Germany
are made in the Black Forest, in the
Grand Duchy of Baden, where wood
is' easily obtained Where earring is
one of the loading industries and
where low rates for labor prevail.
Takes HI* Bride to College*
New York.--Guy D. Haviland, son
of the millionaire china manufacturer,
has been forgiven by his parents for
contracting a secret marriage and will
Inherit a fortune of $20,000,000, as
originally intended. The youth is still
under 21 and it is understood he has
agreed to complete Us college course,
taking his bride of 20 to dive with him
in luxurious style while tj>ey both con
tinue their studies.
So the “shamrock originated in
China.” We jshall expect the Celtic
revivalists to riddle that theory. They
will be claimUgthe blarney stone In
Feats with a Lash.
Fred Lindsay, of Melbourne, who
served through the recent Boer war
with the First Victorian Bushmen,
was trained on cattle stations in New
South Wales and Queensland, and in
the search for some means of amuse
ment in the loneliness of camp life
out .there, he turned to the 18-inch
whip with a 24-foot lash, used in con
trolling the more or less wild cattle,
says the London Dally Mall. Among
the feats he performs are the extin
guishing of a lighted candle by a flick
of the whip; the use of the lash as a
lasso in order to trip up a man; the
disarming of a person, revolver in
hand, and the cutting in half of a
cigarette whjle actually being
smoked.
In each case the trick is performed
from a distance of' 25 feet, and the
laah of the whip used hr made from
111 strands of tanned kangaroo hide.
Wants to Stop Hat Tipping.
Vienna.—Count Johann Harrach,
one of the leading Austrian noblemen,
organising an association to sup
bat dofltng as a salutation and
jt Waiting vt
& the Church
99
Danville, 111.—Spinsters and bach
elor maids of this, “Uncle Joe” Can
non’s home town, have joined hands
in a common cause.
They want the town bachelors taxed,
Furthermore, they want the tax grad
uated according to age. The older
the man, the bigger the tax, demand
the unwedded women of Danville.
And, what’s more, this is no idle
dream; they have drafted their de
mands in black and white, and it is
now before the common council of the
town in the form of a proposed ordi
nance.
Literally, it is a case of pretty much
the whole unmarried female popula
tion of the town waiting at the
church!
In Danville they have a delicate line
drawn between spinsters and bachelor
maids. A spinster, according to Dan
ville definition, is one who is a maiden
because she can’t help it. A bachelor
maid is a maiden because she wants
to be.
But be that as it may, all distinc
tions have been cast to the winds.
Those that can't and those that won’t
alike demand that bachelors be taxed,
and the longer the eligible one re
mains a bachelor the bigger his tax
mounts up, year after year.
There is no anonymity about the
thing, either. Old maids and budding
debutantes have signed their names
in black and white to the petition.
Stirs Up City Officers.
Of course, the petition upset the
city officers. A meeting was hurried
ly called by Mayor John H. Lewman,
City Clerk John Torrance, Fire Chief
G. W. Bridges and Councilmen Clar
ence T. Brittingham, John H. Har
rison, Joseph Mies, Samuel Strauss,
Michael S. Plant, Dr. C. H. Evans,
Clarence Baum and several other
prominent citizens attended. Speaker
Cannon was invited, but his Wash
ington duties kept him away. .
The matter was carefully gone over.
The pros and cons were put forward.
Married men and bachelors and one
divorced man gave their opinions.
"Remember, gentlemen,” counseled
the mayor, “it is a very serious mat
ter apd a very delicate one, which de
mands our most patient attention. I
dread to think what might happen
should we take a wrong stand in the
premises.”
Committee Chosen.
Finally the whole proposition was
left to a committee, of which all were
to be bachelors and a majority law
yers. This committee of experts was
carefully chosen from among the most
popular bachelors of the town, in or
der that everybody might be sure of
having a fair show. It consisted of
Court Stenographer Harry Britting
ham, Circuit Clerk John W. Barger
and Attorneys Thomas A. Graham, M.
F. Keegan, William H. Dwyer and
Ray F. Barnett After careful con
sideration they decided to issue a
statement to the expectant unmarried
members of the gentler sex.
They took the bull by the horns. In
a word, they demanded that before
action be taken they have the priv
ilege of meeting the petitioners. Here
1b the bachelors’ official reply to the
proposition for an ordinance provid
ing for a graduated bachelor tax for
the unwedded adult male population
of Danville:
“We, the single men of Danville,
would like to make the acquaintance
of the unmarried women of this com
munity who are so much interested in
ua. We would like the privilege of
petitioning the city council, as a mat
ter of self-defense while awaiting fur
ther moves of the enemy, to enact ftn
ordinance taxing these unmarried
women of Danville $50 for each time
they turn one of us down, not because
we feel aggrieved or wish to get mar
ried, but as a matter of protection.
Retaliatory Proposition.
“The above appears to be a fair
poposition. If the unmarried women
of this city who are behind this move
ment against our peace of mind are
in earnest and have a grain of human
sympathy, they will meet our propo
sitions fairly and squarely. It is up
to them to do so, and we don’t think
they will evade the self-imposed re
sponsibility.”
This didn’t pour oil upon the
troubled waters of Danville’s spinster
hood at all.
“Thete isn’t a peg on which to hang
a single romance,’ sneered one elderly
maiden, “let alone hundreds of ro
mances. Let's reply to them, girls!”
“Let’s!” chorused spinsters and
bachelor maids, all in one breath.
And after a week this volley of hot
shot was turned loose upon the ene
my’s camp:
"We have read the reply of the Dan
ville bachelors to our appeal to the
city council, in which they make a
counter proposition to tax us $50 for
every tim# we turn them down. We
are willing to agree to this provided
they will agree that the following
proposition is a correct position for us
to take:
“Objects" That Are Barred.
“ ‘We do not propose to turn down
any of them because they are ugly of
face, but when one of them comes
around to sel us, fastened to the end
of a big cigar, having not the slightest
semblance to a man, and who has the
appearance of not being able to sup
port himself, much less a wife—then,
out he goes.’
“One would think by the comments
in relation to this matter that there is
such a thing as a matrimonial tree,
and all that any girl wanting a hus
band must do it to shake the tree and
down comes a helpmeet
“Laying aside tne thought of such, a
ridiculous proposition, we desire to
present the facts. \We wish to say
frankly that we feel rebellious against
the fate that forces us into the com
mercial world, where we must go of
necessity in order that we may earn
a living. Not a day passes that we
do not feel that nameless longing—
a yearning for protection, for shelter,
for a good husband’s tender care and
solicitude.
“How we hate the noise, bustle and
worry of the commercial life! How
we hate the competition, the clamor,
the drudgery, incumbent upon us who
must go through life alone, battling
every day against a cold and heart
less world in an effort to earn our
daily bread!
“Every finer instinct in us cries out
against the coarse, rude life of the
business world. Women, and only
women, possess warm hearts which
have depths and heights of feeling
that a man can never hope to under
stand and which many of our gender
are too sensitive to admit”
Thus did the spinster souls of Dan
ville’s maidenhood lay themselves
bare to all the world.
Results have already followed.
Bachelors who golfed with other
bachelors last year are golfing
in mixed foursomes this season.
Bachelors who went to dinners and
dances and teas during the winter
months with no further idea that
their fair friends thought of anything
more serious than the latest mode in
dresses or the daintiest confection in
headgear have had their eyes opened.
Within a short time many sweet se
crets may be confessed. It is freely
predicted that if the social upheaval
crystalizes into an ordinance provid
ing for a bachelor tax, the crop of au
tumn and winter brides will beat all
records.
Things have gone so far now that
City Clerk John Torrance, dean of
Danville bachelordom, has been threat
ened with social and political ostra
cism unless he takes a wife. But he
has escaped from both by large ma
jorities, much to the joy of his cronies
of the clubs. Now he has come out
with what is both a suggestion and a
challenge.
“The old maids have taken us by
surprise,” said he. “We were of the
opinion they were all more than satis
fied with their condition. In fact, sev
eral of the boys have complained that
they have been adopted as ‘brothers’
by our fairest spinsters, in lieu of a
closer alliance. We have bombarded
them for years with candy, flowers,
theater tickets, dances, moonlight
rides and proposals of marriage, but
not one of us has succeeded in getting
them interested in matrimonial mat
ters. Now that they have confessed a
desire to obtain homes and husbands,
I don’t believe the bachelors will be
found slow by any means.
Suggests Club for Girls.
“My experience has shown me that
we who have our clubs are more at
home in them than in the drawing
rooms of these girls, who have ap
peared human icicles, notwithstand
ing our most ardent campaigns. 1
would suggest that the bachelor girls
also form a club, and that their rooms
contain a reception or billing and coo
ing room where their friends can
spend a pleasant hour occasionally,
becoming acquainted with those who
desire to be brides.
“Of course, I don’t want you to
think we are over-anxious to get mar
ried, but on behalf of the bachelors of
Danville I will say that there are some
of us who will surrender gracefully
and gladly if we have the right oppor
tunity. This would be a better plan
than to try to bulldoze us by having
an ordinance passed taxing us. That
would only make us more stubborn.”
And so it is still “Waiting at the
Church” in more ways than one in
Danville, 111.
IRISH HOPEFULNESS.
Sure, Things Are Never so Bad but
They Might Be Worse.
The Irishman sees everything
through rose colored glasses, says a
writer in the Guidon. He is support
ed, too, by a simple, sturdy faith, a
spirit of resignation and unworldli
ness worthy of the saints of old.
The dread blight had fallen on the
fields in most of the district where we
were visiting in Ireland, and the po
tato vines hung limp and brown. No
word of complaint was /spoken, and
when the likelihood of famine was
mentioned the answer came:
“Danger, ma’am? Yes, there is, in
deed, but God is good. He’ll find a
way.”
“What a glorious night, Mikey!” I
said to the boy, as he and I and the
donkey drove home under the August
moon.
“A fine night, indeed, ma’am.
Thanks be to God for giving it to us!”
They showed us, on the road to
town, a gentleman’s place where, in a
stretch of what not long since had
evidently been thickly wooded land,
stood stump after stump of giant
trees. Four or five years ago, when
the winter was exceptionally long and
cold, the peasants suffered from scar
city of peat. They begged this land
ed proprietor to sell them wood, of
fering not only to pay his price, but to
fell the trees and carry them off. He
refused.
Again and again they begged, for
the suffering grew intense, but he
would not let his land be marred. One
night there came a wind so frightful
that it seemed for a time as :if the
“big wind” were blowing again. In
the mojrning the-highway along this
proprietor’s domain was impassable.
Huge trees, blown to the ground, lay
across the road for a distance of two
miles, and the forest beauty was a
thing of the past. The town authori
ties ordered the obstruction cleared
away, and the peasants got for noth
ing more than they had been refused
for pay.
“’Twas the hand of God was in
that, ma'am,” I was told, “for, with all
the wind, not a poor man’s cot was
harmed, nor another tree on the coun
tryside, only those. God always looks
after His poor.”
Then There Wat a Fight.
"You refuse to fight me?”
“Certainly.”
“I believe you are a coward.”
“Of course you do. Otherwise you
never would have mentioned the mat
ter.”—Chicago Jburnal.
LIVING CHEAP IN INDIA.
No Fixed Pricee for F.ood—Pay Ac
cording to Husband’s Wages.
The Indian club is a unique Institu
tion; there is nothing like it anywhere
else. In a small station it is the one
rendezvous lor all the men and women
in the neighborhood. Punctually at
five o’clock, when the sun begins to
lose its power, nearly every one moves
clubward. The glaring white road,
until then occupied only by an occa
sional bullock bandy with its native
driver, suddenly becomes tfee scene of
the utmost .animation, dogcarts, car
riages, ponies, and bicycle alb follow
ing one another in the same direction.
Play and chat are at once the order
of the" day. While some indulge in
croquet or Badminton, others fill the
tennis courts, which are provided With
a number of little brown faced boys
who run about and pick up the balls.
tire
ii, v'f'r'.'.i- v
formed in the compound; the women
ait anti gossip over their iced drinks,
while the men cluster around the peg
table. Finally, the club building itself
is entered, and cards and billiards are
enjoyed imder the punkah until it is
time to go- home and dress for dinner.
Nothing is more striking on one’s
first visit to the club, says a writer in
the Lady, than the extraordinary high
spirits one meets on every side. Some
say they are forced, others that they
are due to the lightness and bright
ness of the air. but certainly such
jokes and laughter are not heard else
where. Tragedy may lie underneath,
but on the surface ail is merriment.
Almost every one is young, and all are
ready for a little companionship and
amusement after the long, hot hours
spent ta office or bungalow. It is this
friendly intercourse with one another
which Anglo-Indians miss so much
when they first return to England and
have to put up with the aloofness of
county society or the limitations of
suburbs.
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Then, India is the Ideal country for
visiting. Each visitor arrives at a
friend’s bungalow with his own ser
vants and ponies. Native servants are
responsible for their own meals of
curry and rice and curl themselves up
in a rug to sleep in any available cor
ner, so they are no trouble in another
person’s household. The butler, who
knows your likes and dislikes better
than you do yourself, makes it his spe
cial duty to see that no home comforts
are lacking, and is always particularly
generous with a strange “master’s”
goods.
If there are many visitors, the array
of smart beturbaned butlers in the
dining-room is most imposing, and the
waiting is done as if by magic.
There are certain advantages in liv
ing in a country where houses are
cheap, servants are cheaper and meat
.can be bought for 2d a pound. By a
curious native arrangement them is
no fixed standard of prices for articles
of food sold in the bazaar. The mem
sahib pays much or little, according
to the salary earned by her husband,
which is always known to a penny.