CHAPTER XVII.—Continued.
“It you were asking that service of
Ernest Haddon it is possible that he
might do it. But if you are asking
Ernest Haddon to stoop to dishonor—
:o masquerade in a character to which
he has no right—”
“Ernest Haddon will still do that
service.”
We faced each other. Our eyes
met in defiance. Will beat against
will; an aggressive purpose against
stubborn resistance. Again I saw
those beautiful lips curve in a cruel
smile; the eyes burn with a baneful
light.
Was she so confident of her prey?
Did she think that I should fall so
easy a victim to her basilisk smile?
If so, she erred woefully. Her beauty
left me absolutely unmoved. Rather
it repelled. The savage nature of
the tigress showed too plainly in that
^nstant.
“But at least you will listen to my
plan?”
“Yes,” I replied slowly, gazing
thoughtfully at the flickering logs, “I
will listen to your plan. Like your
self, I have gone too far to retreat.
But remember, when you have told
me all, the armed truce may be fol
lowed by open warfare.”
“Do you always give warning to
your victims before you trap them?”
she demanded, both contemptuous and
■curious.
“When I am a guest at their houses,
madam.”
The door opened. Dr. Starva shuf
fled stealthily into the room. She met
his distrustful glance with perfect
sangfroid.
“And our visitor, this brave Captain
Forbes?” she demanded lightly. “Is
he as persistent as at Vitznau?”
“Bah, he annoys me, this brave cap
tain.” sneered Starva. “He comes
again to ask foolish questions. But I
answer him; yes, I answer him this
time. For to-night, at least, we shall
have peace.”
Not without trepidation I thought of
the shuffling feet and the shout. Dr.
Starva. when crossed, would not be
nice in surmounting an obstacle.
Either he thought me beneath con
tempt or a great fool. I could have
wished that I were armed in this Cas
tle of Happiness. A few hours ago
the atmosphere of the Middle Ages
had clung to it and had enchanted me.
But if its inmates resorted to the
violent methods of that period I might
be less fascinated.
Dr. Starva again seated himself at
his instrument. Madame de Varnier
accompanied him as if nothing un
usual had happened.
I looked thoughtfully at this danger
ous couple. The morrow promised
much. The three of us were at cross
purposes. Each was playing his des
perate game. Which of us was to
conquer?
It was not long before the little con
cert came to an end.. The enthusiasm
of Dr. Starva was not proof against
the emotions of the past hour. Can
dles were rung for. I bade them both
a quiet good night, and followed the
lackey' who preceded me to my cham
ber.
I welcomed the hours of sleep. To
morrow my nerves would need to be
steady. But the surprises of the day
were to be followed by still another.
On my pillow was a folded piece of
paper. It was a message; I could not
doubt that. But when I had read it
I was completely mystified in two par
ticulars:
Who had placed the message on my
pillow?
Did the sender really believe that I
was Sir Mortimer?
“If Sir Mortimer Brett will call at
the Grand hotel to-morrow at ten for
Mr. Robinson Lock£, Sir Mortimer will
receive news of importance.”
That was the message.
CHAPTER XVIII.
The Mysterious Signal.
So Locke, as well as Forbes, had
traced us to Alterhoffen! Was their
arrival here, so soon after ourselves,
merely a coincidence? Or could they
have traveled together? Locke had
certainly given me to understand that
he had never seen Sir Mortimer or his
mother and sister. Nor had I reason
to suppose that he knew the king's
messenger—at least two days ago.
If it were true that he had met none
of these people previous to my leaving
Lucerne, if it were true that he did
not know them even now—what could
have brought Locke hither?
One of three things might have hap
pened :
Locke may have been keeping a vig
ilant watch on the movements of the
Countess Sr—-hoff.
Captain Forbes might have traced
us here yesterday and have joined
fortes with Locke.
Or Locke may have been watching
me, rather than Madame de Varnier,
and have posted after me, rather than
after herself and her companion.
It required little imagination to rea
son out the affair.
Two days ago he had seen me con
versing on apparently intimate terms
with the Countess Sarahoff. a noto
rious adventuress. He came to my
hotel to warn me against her; I had
received his warnings lightly enough.
That very evening I dined with the
woman; I took the boat for Vitznau, if
not in her company, in the company
of Dr. Starva, whom he must have
often seen with her at Lucerene. The
knowledge of these facts would bring
him to the scene at Vitznau.
And then? The most startling dis
coveries might be his.
Say that he had actually traced me
as far as Vitznau. He would have
made inquiries yesterday for Ernest
Haddon. From whom else could he
make these inquiries but the con
cierge? And he would learn—what?
The mysterious secret that It was not
really Ernest Haddon who had come
to the hotel, but Sir Mortimer Brett,
passing under the name of Ernest
Haddon. Yes; the concierge would
tell him the truth, according to his
lights. An old newspaper man like
Locke would be satisfied with no
vague evasions.
If Locke, then, had made certain
that I had entered the hotel the even
ing before, that I had occupied the
suite of Sir Mortimer Brett, the truth
would flash on him. He would then
be forced to one or two conclusions:
either that I was a great fool to be so
guileless a victim, or that I was a
much more cunning rogue than he had
thought.
But the note I had found so strange
ly on my pillow had given no inkling
of his suspicions, if he had any. That
was to be expected. If Sir Mortimer,
or rather myself, failed to keep the
appointment, he would draw his own
conclusions. And having drawn them,
what would be his course of action?
He would storm the chateau for the
truth. If, as seemed most likely, he
had joined forces with Captain Forbes,
he would realize the need of immedi
ate action.
What with interviews between my
self and Madame de Varnier, Locke,
and Forbes, the day promised to be
exciting. There might, I thought with
infinite dread, be yet another inter
view. For if Forbes and Locke had
succeeded in tracing us to Alterhoffen
why should not Helena Brett and her
mother?
I looked at my watch. I had slept
soundly, lulled to sleep by the temptu
read curiously. I turned to Sir Morti
mer Brett.
“Sir Mortimer Brett, K.G.M.G.;
C.B.; M.A., All Souls College, Oxford,
1879. Competitive examination and
clerk of F. O., May 31, 1880. 3d Sec.
Mad., 1883. Precis Writer to the late
Marquis of Salisbury. Sec. State for
Foreign AfTalrs, 1886. Transferred St.
Petersburg, 2d Sec., 1886. Allowance
for knowledge of Russian, May, 1887.
Charge d’affaires, Jan., 1888. Trans
ferred Constantinople. Allowance for
Turkish granted. Consul General,
1902."
I read the list of Sir Mortimer’s
honors with a strange catching of the
breath. His progress in his profession'
had been extraordinary. That he was
a zealous and ambitious diplomat was
proven by the ohe fact that twice his
salary had been increased because he
had mastered two of the most difficult
languages In the world. That fact also
proved that he owed his promotion not
so much to influence at Court as to
his own determination. He was a
student as well as a diplomatist. It
gave me a distinct shock that such a
man should be so weak as to succumb
to the beauty of a clever adventuress.
Again I read at random:
“The flag to be used by His Maj
esty’s Diplomatic Seryants, whether
on shore or embarked on boats or
other vessels, is the Union, with the
Royal Arms in the center thereof, sur
rounded by a green garland—”
My eyes skipped down the page.
The uniform of the consul general was
fully described. The cocked hat was
to be without binding—the fan or
back part eleven Inches, the cockade
plain bullion-gold tassels, edging of
black ostrich feather—I skipped that,
too. I was not interested in millinery.
Rut presently my eye wandered to this
paragraph. I began to read it not
without uneasiness:
“Official Act of Parliament to pre
vent a Disclosure of Documents and
Information: Any person found guilty
of a breach of official trust; of pur
loining or obtaining under false pre
tenses papers of State, and found
guilty of the same, shall be convicted
of high treason. Any person interfer
ing with His Majesty’s Diplomatic
Servants in their official business,
either by the giving of false informa
tion, the assuming of any of their pre
rogatives or rights—”
She Looked About Vaguely, 1
ous little stream below. It was now
ten o’clock. The sun was shining
brightly into my room. I could see
the mountains rosy-hued in the morn
ing light.
My door was rapped gently, then
pushed open. The servant who had
ushered me to my chamber entered
with coffee. There was none so likely
to have brought the note as he. I was
tempted to test the suspicion. It might
be convenient to avail myself of his
services, if my suspicion were true.
But I decided to make no allusion to
it. For the present I had no need of
the man, and if he were ignorant of
the existence of the note J should risk
much by making him the wiser.
“I am anxious to see Madame de
Varnier,'' I said, raising myself on my
elbow to pour out my coffee. “Is she
up yet?”
“Madam never rises until after her
second breakfast,” replied the man.
“But Dr. Starva has asked me to say
that he is at your Excellency's dis
posal.”
“He is very good,” I yawned, and
dismissed him.
Now that Madame de Varnier was
not to be seen for the present, I
wished I might have slept longer. It
was too late to keep the doubtful ap
pointment with Locke, even had I
wished. But I did not wish to keep it.
First of all must come Madame de
Varnier’s stor'Jr. Afterwards, events
must shape their course as they would.
But it was impossible to sleep again;
the glare of the light was unendur
able. The mdse of the river Aare
seemed to rise in a steady ciescendo.
I dressed leisurely, for I was deter
mined not to leave the chateau until
I had seen Madame de Varnier. And
yet L had no desire for the company of
Dr. Starva. I looked about for a book
or magazine to beguile the hours be
fore luncheon.
Half a dozen awaited my perusal,
most of them yelloV-backed French
novels. One book, however, was in
English. “The Foreign Office List and
Diplomatic and 'Consular Handbook,” I
■
hen Toward the Chateau Walls.
I have never learned the awful fate
of a person guilty of these misdemean
ors. The book slipped from my hand.
Above the clamor of the stream be
low- I had heard a faint shout.
Twice it was repeated. Alarmed, I
went to the window and looked down.
At first I thought some one had fallen
into the river. But the shout had not
come from below. I could be sure of
this, because on the opposite side of
the Aare was a narrow esplanade.
Benches were placed at intervals, and
there were beds of flowers to break
the monotony of the gravel walk. The
esplanade was deserted but for one per
son, a woman, and she was seated, her
parasol shielding her from the sun
and from my view.
Again I heard the shout, and still
again. I listened, breathless. But the
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Now Dive for Sponges
Old System of Hooking Abandoned on
Florida Coast.
The practicability of the method now
being employed extensively in the
sponge industry in procuring this prod
uct, says the Tarpon Springs (Fla.)
News, is no longer in doubt, and
a large percentage of the Tar
pon Springs vessels are changing
from the old method of hooking
to the new one of diving, and
in order to successfully accomplish
desired results with the'diving method
it was thought necessary to employ
Greeks, who are accustomed to the
work, as it seemed doubtful whether
many of those who have followed the
hooking process would care to don the
helmet and leaden shoes and pull
sponge with from 30 to CO feet of wa
ter overhead. But recent experiments
by a few have demonstrated that a
little practice and confidence, together
mysterious cry was no longer re
peated.
Puzzled, I stood at the window, lean
ing far out, but I could discover Bign
of no person at such of the windows
as 1 could command. My glance fell
idly to the woman sunning herself on
the opposite bank. And as I looked, a
tjny shaft of light arrested my atten
tion.
It was scarcely larger than my hand,
but it seemed endowed with elfish in
telligence. For it moved, it danced.
And always in the direction of the
woman with the parasol.
Now it crawled slowly along the
graveled walk in a direct line from
.the river bank toward her. Now it
burned, a shining mark, motionless.
Then it darted about in circles, and
always close to the woman as if to en
gage her attention. A minute, five
minutes passed, while I watched the
eccentric gyrations of this extraordi
narily intelligent shaft of light. Over
and over its antics were repeated.
The woman’s parasol was tilted care
lessly back for a moment. The nar
row beam of light seized its oppor
tunity. It played fantastically on the
dress of the woman. Now at last she
had seen it. It flashed upward toward
her face. She looked about vaguely,
then toward the chateau walls. Now
I had seen her face.
It was Helena Brett.
I struck my forehead, impatient at
my stupidity. It was Captain Forbes
who had shouted. He had seen Helena
Brett; he had vainly attempted to
make her hear. But the roaring river
had drowned his cry. That I bad
heard it, proved that he was nearer to
me than to her. Yes; in this chateau,
and a prisoner.
He was signaling that fact to her.
Every schoolboy knows the trick. The
reflection of the sun’s rays on a mir
ror will carry a tolerable distance.
But now that he had attracted her
attention, would she look up and see
him? If by chance that were possible,
would she understand?
Fascinated, I saw the little beam of
light tell it% story eloquently and in
geniously.
CHAPTER XIX
'• H
The Startling Message.
She had looked up, only to be blind
ed by the dancing flame. She held her
hands before her eyes. The flame per
sistently annoyed her. She moved
from her seat. It pursued her.
Again she looked up; and even from
this height I could see that she was
frowning in her anger and annoyance.
She seated herself at another bench.
But she could not shake off her tor
mentor. It no longer beat on her fafce
and person; it moved steadly toward
her, then traveled along the path of
the promenade; trespassed into the
garden of a cottage; shot by the cot
tage itself; halted at a huge wooden
signboard, on which was inscribed a
long advertisement in French pro
claiming the exalted merits of a Swiss
chocolate.
It zigzagged tremulously across the
signboard. It paused at a capital let
ter I.
Helena had watched it curiously un
til it disappeared into the garden.
Then she had lost interest in its move
ments, and had once more scanned
anxiously the chateau opposite.
Patiently and persistently the little
beam of light repeated its antics.
Again it moved, swiftly this time, to
the signboard. And now she turned in
her seat and watched it until it again
paused at the letter I.
Twice the mirror was flashed on the
billboard; twice it pased at the letter
I. It disappeared, to reappear at A.
From A it darted swiftly to M. An
other pause and again it vanished.
Once more it pointed to A; once more
it vanished.
When it climbed the signboard
again, it wandered vaguely about as
if seeking a letter. After some hesi
tation the mirror’s reflection fell on
P. Thence it shot to R. Again it hes
itated, but it last settled on I. Once
more it selected S. Thence in quick
succession came O, N, E, R.
“I AM A PRISONER,” it had
spelled.
But while Helena ana I were still
staring at the board, the shaft of light
darted in feverish haste from letter to
letter until it had spelled another
word:
“F-OR-B-E-S.”
The king’s messenger had been an
English officer, and one of the first
military duties a boy learns at Sand
hurst or Woolwich is heliographing.
When, therefore, Captain Forbes had
seen Helena across the river and had
realized the futility of his shouting,
being a man of wit and resource he
had told of the imprisonment in this
happy method.
He bad flashed his message success
fully. Helena understood. She looked
upward toward the chateau, nodded
excitedly, and again eagerly watched
the signboard. She was not to be dis
appointed. The message was not quite
complete. These two words were
added;
“G-E-T H-E-L-P.”
Helena made a gesture of compre
hension, and walked rapidly in the di
rection of the village.
(TO BE CONTINUED.)
with a good physical condition, are all
that is needed to become a diver. Al
ready a' number of our native spongers
have become proficient in this line,
and the probabilities are that in the
near future a large percentage of the
catch will be obtained in this manner.
Mistaken Grief.
"Alexander wept because there were
no more worlds for him to conquer,”
said the hero worshipper.
“Yes," answered the skeptic, "bat
in so doing he did not display great
valor bo much as a limited knowl-«
edge of geography.”
Secret of Jewish Success.
Isaac Seligman, the well-known New
York banker and philanthropist, was
asked several days ago why Jaws in
variably succeed, and his reply was:
“My |>eople keep their heads, work
hard jind spend their spare time la
TO CLEAN THE KETTLE.
Pumice or Manicure Stone la the
Proper Agent to Employ.
Every housewife knows what a
trouble it is to get burnt kettles
clean; and cleanly, fastidious women
realize how almost impossible it is
to have clean food on account of the
slovenly way most servants “wash”
kettles. When food has burnt on the
bottom of kettles it will not “wash”
off, but it will soak up soapsuds, and
grease, etc., and that dried and again
soaked out and into the next food
cooker^ in the vessel is not exactly de
lightful in flavor and certainly is far
from healthful. The housewife who
really has the good of her family at
heart should insist on sanitary dish
washing as well as sanitary plumbing.
How to get it? Procure a bit of pum
ice stone—manicure stone from a
drug store is best, but a rough stone
from a marble yard will do. Rub the
Inside of all kettles and frying pans
thoroughly with it; then wash, and
they will be perfectly clean, and it
will take less time to make them so
than usually is spent in scraping,
which according to usual methods
takes off about half, and leaves half
of the undesirable hardened food to
be cooked up in the next dish.
HINT8 ON BOILING RICE.
Nutritious and Appetizing Dish
Should Be Given Care.
A hint on boiling rice: Put a table
spoonful of butter in rice while cook
ing. Time to cook, one hour. Take
one teacup unbroken rice, pick out all
broken grains and wash in cold
water, pouring oft the water several
times to get rid of loose starch: Put
the rice into the upper part of a gran
ite double boiler, measure over it
three cups cold water and one level
teaspoon salt. Set the boiler with
rice and cold water directly over the
hottest part of the range, having a
good fire, so that it may boil quickly,
stirring the rice every few minutes
to keep it from sticking to the bottom
and burning. Let the rice boil rapidly
for 15 or 20 minutes or until the
water is about to be absorbed, then
stir in one tablespoonful rounding
of good butter and set the pot in low
er half of double boiler, with enough
boiling water in it so it will not spat
ter on the range. Set where the
water will keep boiling for another
20 minutes. The rice will be white,
puffy and each grain separate. It
will taste good, for all the nutriment
is in it, and everybody will ask for
more.
Try This Meat Pie.
A new meat pie appeared on a cer
tain dinner table the other night
which staggered even the man of
the house, who is past authority on
epicurean dishes. As a rule, in that
household the meat pie is made of
left overs from former meals, but
this one contained an entirely un
known filling. Not until a piece of
gr<*en meat was discovered did the
truth begin to dawn. Some weeks
before, in a raid on a wholesale
grocery of which he has the entree,
he discovered some canned Mexican
turtle meat, had several tins sent
home and speedily forgot them. But
his wife, in looking over the assort
ment, accumulated from similar trips,
discovered them, and the pie was the
result of her quandary as to the use
to put them to. Turtle never served
a tastier purpose, according to the
guests at the table that night
Meat Pie with Tomatoes.
Use about a pound of meat, left
from a roast, or fresh meat (beef is
best); cut in chunks and boil until
tender; season with salt and pepper.
Boil meat down until enough broth
is left to moisteq meat well; thicken
with flour as for stew. One-half hour
before meat is done put in a good
sized onion, sliced. Cook one-half can
of tomatoes seasoned with salt, but
ter, and a pinch of red pepper. Put
meat in two quart basin, then the
tomatoes. Have ready a rich biscuit
crust made of one and one-half small
coffee cups of flour, one heaping tea
spoon baking powder mixed well with
flour, one heaping tablespoon of short
ening and a good pinch of salt. Moist
en with milk into a soft dough as for
biscuits. , Place crust on top of mix
ture. Prick crust several times with
a fork to let steam out while baking.
Cooking Potatoes.
If you are camping out or picnick
ing, there is no better way than to
“roas’ in de san’,” and eat them with
ham gravy.
Ordinarily we bake them unpeeled,
of course, i*itil they are wrinkled and
soft. To steam or boil them is wast
ing God’s good gifts. Eat them with
butter or gyavy. The soft, sweet, yel
low varieties are best for baking. The
white, dry kind,, for frying or making
custard. To fry them, pare and slice
.rather thin, dropping the slices in
salted water or in boiling lard, turn
ing frequently until well done. Serve
hot.
Lavender Linen.
Lavender linen when combined
with white linen and lace is very be
coming to those who can wear this
delicate color. A pretty dress of this
color was made in a jumper suit with
all edges piped with white linen. The
front and back part of the waist, in
stead of being closed .with straps run
ning from side to side, was fastened
together with plain panels, the froftt
one being joined at the bust line and
buttoned to the jumper straps with
three white pearl buttons on each
sidfe/ The back was of a similar de
sign* This was worn over a white
guimpe, the full, short lace sleeves be
ing capped with white piped Chinese
sleeves. The skirt was nine-gored
with no trimming.
8new Balls.
Take one and one-half cups, sugaf,
one-half cup butter, three-fourths cup
sweet milk, two and one-half cups
floor, two teaspoons baking powder,
four whites of eggs, one teaspoon va
hilln; bake In deep flat tin. The fol
lowing day cut In two inch' squares;
cut off the upper and under part and
corners, leasing It white and round.
Take each piece on a fork and frost
en all sides. Then rbO in cocoanut
These cakes not only are delicious,
bat are attractive.
EDUCATIONAL
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Probably the greatest work which
the United States is doing in the
Philippines is that which is being ac
complished by the small army of edu
cators which were sent to the islands
as soon as possible after the latter
had come under control of the Amer
ican government. It is still a long
and hard road ahead before anything
like what it is hoped to accomplish
is realized, but what has already been
done for the educational redemption
of the Filipinos is the strongest kind
of a guarantee of this country’s abil
ity to perfect that which it has begun.
And certainly there is not any more
Inspiring spectacle than that of this
conglomeration of orientals imbibing
western civilization and the English
language through American channels.
Perhaps there is no one better quali
fied to tell of the progress of educa
tion in the archipelago than George
William Beattie, superintendent of the
Philippine Normal school at Manila.
Mr. Beattie went out. as division su
perintendent of schools for the island
of Negros, after. having served for
many years as county superintendent
of schools and earlier as treasurer of
San Bernardino county. In view of
the chaotic conditions which existed
in the islands this combined business
and educational experience was of
especial value. Having set things to
rights in Negros, he was called to his
present post in Manila.
“In establishing a school, system,”
Mr. Beattie explained, “the change
from Spanish to English was trifling
in comparison with other issues. It
was necessary to decide whether to
continue the Spanish practice of giv
ing instruction in the native languages
or to employ a common tongue. In
settling this question the attitude of
the Filipinos themselves was consid
ered. They realize their isolation
from the rest of the world, commer
cially as well as intellectually, and
also the lack of that national unity
which has become so conspicuous in
at least one neighboring oriental na
tion. They know that English is the
language of commerce, and that by
learning it they can open the door to
the world’s markets. They know that,
so long as the Tagalog of Manila has
nothing in common, so far as language
is concerned, with the Ilocano of
northern Luzon or the Visayan of the
soutnern islands, they can never be
come a nation. They know, too, that
their native languages are without a
literature and they often refer to En
glish as ‘Shakespeare’s tongue.’ Fur
thermore, the Filipinos crave social
recognition, and therefore desire the
language of their acquired mother
country, be it Spain or America.
These considerations made the think
ing natives insist that instruction in
the schools be given in English; and
the government willingly acceded be
cause of the difficulty of supplying
text-books in the various dialects and
of preparing Americans to teach in
the native tongues. The adoption of
English in the schools gives entire
satisfaction to the people, notwith
standing the belief of some American
teachers that the Filipino’s choice
would prove suicidal.
“The Filipinos are very eager for
education. I think I can safely say
that nothing the American govern
ment is doing for the Philippines is
more appreciated by the natives than
the effort that is being made to edu
cate them. Whatever differences there
may be between Filipinos and Amer
icans regarding matters of govern
mental policy, there is no opposition
to the schools. I fear, however, that
not all the Filipinos know what the
word education means. To the masses
it is a vague something, like inde
pendence or Aladdin’s lamp, that is
supposed to cure all ills and open all
doors of opportunity—just how or why
they know not. They observe that
rich and powerful nations have abun
dant educational facilities, and they
are convinced in their own minds that
through general enlightenment their
national aspirations may be realized.
It is pathetic to see the frankness
with which Filipinos admit their pres
ent helplessness—ascribing it to ignor
ance.
“As students, Filipinos are faithful
and industrious. It is more neces
sary to restrain than to stimulate the
advanced students, as they are in con
stant danger of overworking. They
submit readily to authority, and dis
cipline in the school is a simple prob
lem.
“When the American public schools
were first opened the young people
filled them to overflowing and the
adults crowded the night schools, the
dominant thought being to acquire a
knowledge of the English language.
The element of novelty was doubtless
an important factor also. The schools
possessed all the attractions of a new
toy. , Soon, however, many adults
found that English could not be ac
quired by a few weeks’ attendance at
night school, and they dropped out.
Some of the children ceased to be
amused by school exercises and failed
to attend, while others stopped in or
der to assist their parents once more
in their various agricultural opera
tions. In some cases forces hostile to
the public schools, with their purely
secular education, became effective
and school attendance accordingly di
minished.
“The Philippine commission has
planned from the first to give the
schools a better teaching force than
the provisional one they found neces
sary to use, and in its first legislation
establishing a public school system it
made provision for a Normal school
in Manila for training native teachers.
This school was opened in 1901, under
the leadership of Dr. Bryan, formerly
of the faculty of Indiana university.
The school organized advanced classes
of students who had received instruc
, tion in Spanish schools and since 1903
has graduated classes of from 12 to 18
members.
“It is safe to say that no other
phase of education attracts so much
attention or excites more sympathetic
interest -among the Filipinos at pres
ent than the various forms of indus
trial work that have been incorporated
into their sphool' system. At first,
Spanish ideals concerning the dignity
of manual labor constituted serious
obstacles, but practical opposition of
this kind no longer requires consider
ation.
“The academic work of the course
approximately parallels that of the
ordinary American high school, En
glish taking the place usually alloted
to foreign languages. History is mod
ified to meet the needs of the situa
tion by making Philippine and co
lonial history preliminary in that line.
Science is given unusual prominence,
the laboratories for physics, chemis
try, botany and zoology being well
equipped.
“Probably no other feature of the
school offers such opportunities and
has furnished such results as has the
dormitory for young women. A ma
jority of the women students live in
this home with one of the American
teachers. Coming from all parts of
the islands, with different languages
and customs, they here use a common
language and learn the essentials of
American social customs. Being rep
resentatives of the best Filipino fami
lies, on returning to their homes they
become social leaders, spread their
new-found ideas widely and become
potent factors in introducing Ameri
can ideals among their people.
“Although the Normal school was
established for the purpose of train
ing native teachers, its superior equip
ment has made it necessary to throw
open its doors to students looking to
ward other lines of work than teach
ing. There are in the school at pres
ent classes of students preparing for
work in schools of law, medicine and
engineering; and for reasons of econ
omy the nautical school glasses re
ceive their shore instruction at the
same institution.
• “In short, in the Normal school to
day may be found in embryo the Uni
versity of the Philippines.”
ORIGIN OF‘STRAWBERRIES.
Blind King of Hungary First Culti
vated Them.
Where Eperies, the picturesque
Hungarian town, is now surrounded
by beautiful gardens and fruited
fields, there was at the time of King
Bela II. nothing but thick wilder
ness. Once this blind and unhappy
sovereign was traveling in his
.realm. It was a hot, sultry summer
day, and while searching for a shady
spot in which to rest be became lost
Deadly tired in consequence .of, l$is
long wandering, he aske<\ his attend
ants for a drink of water. ’ They seat
ed him on the soft green grass in, the
cool shade of big old trees, and then
the cavaliers separated to hunt for a
refreshing spring.
Meanwhile the king wanted to find
oat more about his resting place and
began to .grope about Mm with ,his
hands. Thus he discovered straw
berries growing aik about him, says
the NAr York Herald. He ate them,
so, partly quenching his thirst, he
waited patiently for U» gentlemen.
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After a short time they returned, some
with empty cups, some with pearly
spring water.
The king them said to his attend
ants: “Have the trees cut down
around this place where my hands
found the refreshing strawberries.
Here shall arise a town whose name
shall be Eperies (strawberry) in re
membrance of this day, for all time.”
As the king commanded so it was.
The wilderness was cleared and in
its place is a town whose arms carry
the strawberry even to-day.
Wise Old Noah.
Noah was looking at his famous col
lection of living wild beasts.
“I could write a lot of stories about
the animals," he said, “that would put
the whole collection of nature fakers
on the ragged edge, but what would
be the use? I’d get a call down from
the White House as sure as fate.”
Sternly resisting the temptation to
mix in, he ordered Ham to change the
course of the vessel two points to
starboard and went baek to his cabin
to take a nap.
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