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“AND THOUGHT THE WORLD WELL LOST’ Ur kti-«ri»■ Ks» nrfrt. which Mi to It® Newport read I ax run*, uraic a solitary ftgurr (hr other day Hands ia his pocket* u4 coat-collar turned up. he walked along with booed head. Ue was know Turk French. clubman. Mi ku«r a*d brother of Mr*. Elsie rtrmrh Vkaderbilt Not too Hoc-ha aaay. around the ranter la Everett street, too Uugb toe yoeeg people oere posing for thecr pSci-jcc* ta a big automobile, with a dec between them, aays a writ er la the New Torn World She was tall, oell-groomad. arrayed ia > fetch Ihg frock sad nestling close to the yeuag fellow who aat at the wheel of the atrklsc They were Mr and Mrs John Rdsard Haul Geragbty -the young run pie who eloped last August —dhe from Amos Tach French's vi'.:a hear the tuffs, he from his Newport enrage All sweety knows of their runaway fftght in their automobile last rum mer. wt*h detectives Mr. Tn-ach and Mrs Vaadertdii oa their trail ia seies A ad society know* of the renmciuauoa that sever was because the pretty bride would not go home tmlesa they eceepted her chauffeur heshsad— demonstrator ' Le likes to he called -and of their taking their little ullage home ia Newport where loan* Mr Oraghty. son of one of the teen '. Arkmen has an interest in two garage# sow. one in Fillmore street am* the ether la South Baptist street Modest but Happy Heme. "i ome la." Laughed young Mr. Ger kghty opening the door of his Ever ett street cottage It la a pretty little cottage—his clothes than Mrs. Somebody; giving • more extensive party than some one else; having the most men trailing •round after you; getting somebody eise's husband away from her—these •re the things Newport people care i about.” But to the cosey little home of the elopers. There is • square hall to the left as one enters and back of It is the kitch en. To the right is the modest par lor. and back of that is the dining room It it a home that a clerk in a prosperous store might have, or a : tradesman who has a nice little buai | ness In shoes or Ash. But It isn't 1 anything like Tuck's Kden, at Tuxedo. . or the villa of Newport, where the Amos Tuck Frenches live. Difference in “Homes.” It isn't the kind of home that the i pretty bride had up to that fateful day in August last when she made up her mind to run away with young Geragbtv and upset Newport by the elopement as it has seldom been up set before The hail is in red. with a few con ventional pictures hung about. There I •» Work* a* Other Newporter* Work j Who Are Neither Rich Nor Poor. _____.. _ __ __| ‘Hu* and egg* this msming,* •augn*d young Garagnty “But me ««'t car make coffe*.” n,«'e»t boa* *b«» the girl from the <1»*» has come to stay Outalde tt ia a due p»«; inside it thine* with te* **1' P*per neir rug*, new furot tv,rr new rtma Ait that ia old In It »r« (be tittle gsrlib souvenirs of ber •■^ee I'fe which the eloping bride browgh* frog* her other bane Well “ laughed the young bride $ rrmm. “here It la—ibis l* our new i»»e And don't forget, everything la I ought aad • aid for." The Geragbiys lie# aa a thousand «- i er Newporter. Ur# who are neither l<«e nor rich There are 20.000 of i *m. bat only 300 get their natnet tn l e society column a Aa yet the for c ee M u French baa not been cbroa » -*d that way Very frankly, abe la i o’ on speaking terms wrltb ber father lad m<>'b«r. "We have eleven rooms.' sard the bridegroom, “four on this boor four upstairs and three In the •h»rd etory Pretty nice. Isn't It?" Indeed the young fellow might well b- proud lor It wasn't so long ago ihai he was making tlO a month lardly enough to pay the rent of bis ireamt bom# Mr* Geragbty was up stairs making the beds and singing rerrtly •do*- Geragbty Doe* the Honor*. Bat there was a household tragedy <m—Josephine. the colored maid of all work, was away and there waa no body to cook hat Mrs Geragbty. who always before had a lady a maid tc wait apoa ber personally, and a but ler. footmen and chauffeurs to sec that everything ah* wanted was prop ecly dost* On the parlor table were relics o! the bygone days which Mrs Geragbty has pat behind ber As she said: “Society women are all vapid and •he men are fools I haven't any us« for the crowd Money, an artificial social position, having better looking There were lamb chops lying ready j for the deft fingers of the bride, and a basket of potatces. And within the nice little ice box was the cold meat and salad for the evening meal. Is a nine, new rug. a hat rack, and the telephone stands on a little table. The parlor—it can't be called a drawing room—Is modestly papered In green and the dining room back of it is in brown There is mission furniture— brand new—and a few pictures, but tb* roost Interesting thing Is the gr*cat collection of photographs in silver frames that line the center table and the mantel. These are of society people, Mr. and Mrs French, all the other members of the family, the Newport society girls of the bride's eighteen years, young men who frequent the Casino and the j reading rooms, those that the former Miss Julia French knew In the days when she drove her electric runabout and was asked out to dine and dance every evening of the summer. Most Interesting perhaps Is a little frame hanging on the wall near the door to the hall. In It are preserved three sprays of lily of the valley, part of a bride’s bouquet Written In a childish hand over the browned and faded leaves and flowers is this: Pauline Le Roy French Samuel Jones Wagataff May 5, 1908. This was a wedding In the French TEST OF HUMAN ENDURANCE a^oshom Imsiana Dane* for 72 Moun at a StritcK Without a Mo iMuri Cessation. Ttr Shaeboet sub dance baa beet •bo subject of ao maor proterta.' •riles THU Stour in the Red Man 'that of recent rears tho Indiana havt railed tt the sand dance' or ‘ball dance.' hofiiti (o deceive Its oppo lecia But iboucb shorn of soon rOjertlooal features It ta still Incon stotant oftfc the teachings of Chris nan cirUtaatton “It la ached tried to tabs place abou June 22. when tbs sun baa gained It! Liggett northern point and la preced ad hr the gathering of the tribe a seme selected spec A circular apact having n radius of about forty foot li cleared and In tho center la placed i long, forked poet. Tbte poet la the object of the tnoa elaborate ceremonies, being bathed It holy eater and being dedicated a tosioocrated to the eon It la aup •Med to embody tho Great Spirit ant to contain the essence cf that Deity sufficiently to cure all human Ills or confer any favor Where failure oc curs it is always attributed to some outside influence or interference. ‘The arena encircling this sacred post is enclosed with the Interwoven branches of trees, and only those par ticipating In the dance are allowed ln , side. The dance begins with due • ceremony it is a wild, weird and fas cinating performance; a fanatical fan i tasy; ao orgie in which nearly naked and frenzied Indians, to the accompa niment of the doleful chant of the singers, the dull thumping of a relay of drums and the shrill whistles of i the dancers, for three days and nights i tion and atonement to a long, forked i post. "I recently bad occasion to attend one of these so-called sand dances. One of the dancers, already In a weak i ened condition from a long illnesp, ’ died the second day from the expos ure and exertion, and be died In the I firm belief that the performance In, family. Miss Pauline French, an old er sister, married young Mr- Wagstaff. a society beau and club man. The present Mrs. Geragnty, then a girl of fifteen, was an attendant at her sis ter's wedding and kept the little sou venir of the happy day. She herself had no attendants at her wedding ex cept' the country people who happened to be at Landlord Riley's little hotel at Central Village on that bright sum mer morning when the Rev. L. A. Perry married the society beile to her chauffeur sweetheart. “Well;” laughed young Geragbty, “how do you like it?" Mrs. Geraghty Happy. It was a real home, to be sure. Up stairs Mrs. Geraghty was about her household duties and singing as she went. “Oh. never mind about me,” she laughed from upstairs, “I'm too busy.” “The real truth Is,” said Geraghty. half apologetically, “that Josephine of ours is getting married and we have to do our own work.” It was perfectly plain that the bridegroom was doing his share, for he was in a sweater and old trousers, straightening up things downstairs while his bride worked upstairs. The kitchen, as he led the way to it. would delight the eye of any house wife. The tea kettle was singing mer rily on the stove and on the table lay the bundles from the butcher’s for the day'B meals. Ham and eggs this morning, laughed young Geraghty. “But she sure can make coffee!" There were lamb chops lying ready for the deft lingers of the bride, and a basket of potatoes. And within the nice little ice box was the cold meat and salad for the evening meal—like other Newport villagers the Geraghtys dine in the middle of the day. Out at the villas the butlers say “Dinner is served” at 8 p. m. But there is no butler for the young elopers. “Darn my socks?" he repeated. “Sure she does. She knows how to run a house with the best of them. She does everything Just right She knows how to cook, to make beds, to sew and to wash things. We’re hav ing great times together.” All village Newport knows the Ger aghtys now. They are out on the streets very often and they go to every "Darn my aocka?” he repeated. "Sure, ahe does. She knows how to run a house with the best of them. She does everything just right. She knows how to' cook, make beds, to sew and to wash things. We’re hav ing great times together.” new show in town. Moving pictures are their delight. Young MrB. Geraghty's chum now la her sister-in-law, little Miss Edith Geraghty, daughter of the village hackman. They walk down Thames street of an afternoon to go to mar ket or to see the ships that He out In the harbor. Dut Bellevue avenue, the Casino and the Cliffs know her no more. She belongs now to the village, not to the villas. But she Is happy.—New York V^orld. The Mind of Joseph Pulitzer. When summing up the gist of any matter declarative of his own thought in regard to it, his speech was a les son in diction and construction. No essayist or pamphleteer or historical writer but would have profited by lis tening to him. Everything that he himself has written or dictated shows this clarity of expression. He would have made a great lecturer, a great pleader before the bar, had not journal ism and politics in his early youth swung him away from his legal studies to the most exacting of all professions. By long practice each of his secre taries had learned to know his needs and his methods of listening. Every article read to him from the mag azines, reviews and quarterlies had to be prepared, rehearsed, marked and deleted. Even the novels, of which he was a voracious reader, had to be thus condensed.—James Barnes, In Collier’s Weekly. Natural Result. “What a thin voice that doctor has!1* “I suppose it is the result of his constant efforts at skeletons’ articula tion.” which he was engaged would restore him to health. Several strong men collapsed the third day and were car ried from the arena. The dancers whose physical strength enables them to endure the terrible atraln of sev enty-two hours continuous dancing become heroes in the tribe and are supposed to be rid of all ills and m's fortunes. They are greatly envied by the Indians whose powers of en durance are limited, as well as by those who lack the hardihood to en ter the dance at all. The fact that the dance never lacks participants Is doubtless due as much to ttk. result ing hero worship as to the heller in the efficacy of the ceremony." Rivalries. “Why do so many musicians speak disparagingly of lnstrumesita that play mechanically?" “1 don’t know," replied the gentle man with Circassian hair. "But I don’t see why we shonld be more gen erous toward a mechanical instru ment than we are toward each ot* ■t er." wom-mir STILL IN HARNESS AT 72 In 1891, twenty years ago. United States Commissioner John A. Shields of New York, then fifty-two years old, and for thirty-seven years a federal ofhce holder, was spoken of in a news paper article as having held office as long as any other public official. Re cently Commissioner Shields celebrat ed his seventy-second birthday, and it found him still holding office after fifty-seven years of service. Commissioner Shields is the patri arch of all federal officials. Mention is never made of the commissioner in print without speaking' of his whis kers. They are snow white, silky, long and full, and be wears them part ed in the middle, like Lord Dundreary. They bespeak venerability, but they are the only symptom of age to be found anywhere in the commissioner’s personal neighborhood. “I have served the government fifty seven years,” the commissioner said to a reporter, ana me ouiy reason that I probably will not serve it for fifty-seven years more is that I possibly will not live that long. If I do. however, you probably will find me still here at the end of that time." In April, 1855, Johnny Shields, sixteen years old, entered the govern ment's employ as a messenger boy. He put in bis spare time studying law. In 1869 John A. Shields, thirty years old and a member of the bar, was ap pointed United States commissioner. In 1888, at the age of forty-nine, he was made clerk of the United States circuit court, which office he has held continuously ever since. Thousands upon thousands of dollars have been received by him for the government in the ordinary routine of his office duties, a single day's fines once amounting to over $100,000 In some railroad rebate cases. JUDGE WALTER BORDWELL Judge Walter Bordwell was the pre ' siding judge in the McNamara trial at Los Angeles, which abruptly ended by the confession of guilt of the ac cueed, and it was he who pronounced the prison sentences upon the broth ers. The judge issued a formal state ment giving his views as to the trial and especially what brought about its termination. This, he said, was done with the hope of correcting if possible some misconceptions due to errone ous publications. In the first place, the judge declared, the claim or suggestion that the ter mination of the cases was due to the efforts of outsiders who undertook to influence the officers of the court— other than the judge—was without justification in fact. He also de nounced the claims of a certain writ er and of other persons for him that the change of pleas from “not guilty” to “guilty” was due to his efforts as groundless. The district attorney, the juage saia, acted entirely without regard to the outsiders and on lines de* cided upon before the latter appeared on the scene. The district attorney, according to Judge Bordwell. could have had James B. McNamara’s plea of guilty long before if he had been willing to dismiss the cases against his brother, but he refused. “The lesson taught by the cases," Judge Bordwell concluded. "Is that the law must be rigorously enforced against all offenders—whether they he rich or poor, high or low, capitalists or laborers—and that only by obedience to the law can society be maintained or its blessings enjoyed." BRITAIN’S UNIONIST LEADER The new leader of the Unionist par ty in Great Britain, Arthur Bonar Law, is first of all a business man and has little of the politician in his make up. While he has been in parliament since 1900, representing a Lancashire district, he has not taken any very notable part in political management and is regarded as much Inferior to Lord Balfour, whom he replaces. In statesmanlike grasp of public afTairs and la political sagacity. Although the ostensible reason for Balfour's res ignation is given as poor health. It is well known that he was almost forced out of the leadership by the standpat element, or the “last ditchers." as they are called, which was dissatisfied with the conduct of the fight waged in connection with the reform of the house of lords. Mr. Uw is a native of New Bruns wick and received his earlier educa tion at Hamilton, Ont. He is now a weanuy iron inercnaui ui uiasgow. 11 he succeeds in rehabilitating the Unionist party, succeeding where Balfour failed, he will achieve a notable triumph," The party '.s badly rent and per haps there Is no question upon which the various elements can agree except opposition to Irish home rule. His father was a clergyman. He was educated in Scotland and engaged in the iron business ftsiGlasgow until he entered politics in 1900. From 1902 to 1906 he was parliamentary secretary of the boar.i of trade. He is a strong protectionist. CAPTURED SHIP CONTRACTS Rear Admiral Francis Tiffany Bowles proved his great enterprise when he bid against the world for the contract to build two mammoth battle ships for the Argentine Republic and walked off with the prize. The price Is not given, hut It must be a large sum, judging by the figures that shew size and armament The two vessels are the Rivadavia and the Moreno, tie former of which is now being built at the Bowles shipyards in Quincy, Mass. Each boat is of that huge type which will dwarf the battleships of the ear lier Dreadnought class having a dis placement of 28,000 tons, an indicated horsepower of 39,000. and carrying 12 of the 12-inch. 12 of the G-inch and 16 of the 4-tnch guns. Rear Admiral Bowles was for sev eral years chief constructor of the United States navy, until 1903, having previously graduated from the naval academy. He was the builder of the original battleship Texas and the pro tected cruiser Raleigh. He, belongs to the younger generation of great ship designers, having only recently passed his fiftieth year. At his Quincy yards he is engaged in ship building on a large scale, being considered one of the ^m6st eminent naval architects of the times. Stars That Give Little Light. Scattered through space are In numerable stars that give forth very little light or heat Either they were never, at any period of thsir history, bright and glowing like the myriad ■tara that make the midnight sky so beautiful, or In the course of countless ages the heat they once possessed has radiated away from them Into the depth of space, and now they are. as tbeir name describes them, "dark stars.** No Good. **1 don’t believe in forcing schools for children." said Woodrow Wilson at a dinner In Trenton. "A child that knows at four as much as ordinarily it would know at eight Is. to my mind, about as useful an object as Calhgun Clay's watch. "That’s a fine watch you've got there. Calhoun,’ said a friend. 'Is it a good goerr A good goer?' said Calhoun Clay. ‘Well, yon bet your life it's a good goer. Why. It can do an hour in half the time!”* IN THE GARB OF AN EMPRESS So Gowned London’s Most Popular Actress Becomes the Bride of a Scotch Laird. London.—From a little Yorkshire lassie, playing barefooted and tousle headed about the streets of the quaint j English town where she was born, to be the bride of Ian Bullough, a Scotch land owner of a vast estate, and holding an honored place in the highest social circles of Great Britain —such, in brief, has been the re markable career of Lily Elsie. Her ASA real name is Elsie Cotton, but when, at a very youthful age, she appeared in “the provinces" as a member of a theatrical troupe she was appropriate ly called “Lily” by enthusiastic ad mirers and so as “Lily Elsie” she has since been known. Her rise is one of the romances of the stage. While yet in her teens she became a favorite in London and at the time of her marriage, which took place re cently, was reckoned as the most beautiful and winsome actress in all the vast English metropolis. Natur ally, titles and fortunes have been 1 laid at her dainty feet, but of them all the Yorkshire Lily choose the dig nified Scotchman. For her is pre dieted a triumphant reign as a society queen, for even the haughtiest of aristocrats are forced to own her charm. The illustration shows Lily Elsie clad in her wedding gown which was copied from one worn by the famous Empress Josephine. CANDLESTICKS USED IN 1829 Indianapolis Woman Possesses Heir loom Pair That Make the Antique Searchers Envious. Indianapolis.—Mrs. George Bolin, 639 South Delaware street. Is the pos sessor of a pair of parlor candlesticks that would make the eyes of the j searcher for the antique glow with ' covetousness. They are of solid 1 glass, as clear as crystal and of per- | feet smoothness, and weigh within a fraction of three pounds. They are twelve inches high and are cupped j to hold a receptacle for candles. Mrs. Bolin has the candlesticks as | an heirloom. They were handed down ] Ancient Candlesticks. from her grandmoAer, Mrs. John B. Crawford, Sr., late of New Albany. Mrs. Crawford, with her husband, set tled in New Albany in 1829 and the candlesticks were part of their house hold equipment. The candlesticks were highly prized in those days and were admired by all visitors to the Crawford home. Carried Needle 23 Years. Atlantic City, N. J.—A pair of twee zers were used by Edmund C. Gaskill, one of the best known lawyers of the state, to remove & needle, which for 23 years has been in his body. During that time the piece of steel worked its way from a knee to a shoulder, where he discovered it while bathing the shoulder, believing he was suffer ing from rheumatism. When a boy of eight years Gaskill fell upon his mother’s sewing machine and the needle was jabbed deep in his knee. Doctors were unable to locate it and he forgot all about it in a few days. Recently he suffered from se vere pains in his right shoulder and the ether day discovered the cause. Gasklll’s height of six feet eight Inches probably is responsible for the long time the needle remained in his body. Hog in Well Lives 52 Days. Henryetta, Okla.—A hog that had bene at the bottom ot a dry well for 52 days was found alive by John hi. Jordan, farmer. When the animal was pulled out by Jordan and four neigh bors it was only a skeleton. It walked a quarter of a mile to the barn > OF TRIPOLI ,} Snapshot Taken of Belle in Fete 1 The Picture Portrays a Charming Na tive Tripolitan Girl, Who Is One of the Country’s Dusky Beauties. Tripoli.—in the picture is portrayed » charming native Tripolitan girl wear ing a special fete dress. She is one Df the dusky beauties of the country now being fought for by Italy and Turkey, and the natural pose and grace of the subject lured the snap shotter to the creation of a work of art. In Tripoli, peopled by almost every ! race under the sun, the women and children are possessed of a high de gree of beauty, and the place has been called a city of romance. Pirates and corsairs, doomed by gunboats and modern progress to refrain from their nefarious exploits, thronged the cafes until the recent inroad of Italian troops. In blue zouaves and loose, baggy trousers, faced with brilliant touches of gold and red embroidery, they remain at heart untamed. The I streets of the city are described as a ! riotous fantasy of architecture, with i high whitewashed buildings, quaint ; projections and perforated windows, ! whence the harem ladies, themselves I unseen, viewed the passing throng | The shops and bazaars were numerous and sometimes had overhead a lat j ticed roof, densely overgrown with 1 vines. In the moving mass in the : streets were Jews, Armenians, Su ; danese, Arabs, Turks and Bedouins. ! Donkeys nosed their way through the clattering crowd, and beggars in pic turesque attire appealed silently for alms. But the most remarkable scene was to be witnessed every Tuesday in what was known as the Haifa market. There caravans used to arrive from the south and east, and camels bearing various products were formed into Tripolitan Belle in Fete Dress. Miniature camps. The bargaining and the bartering during the early hours of the morning were wonderful to see. Tor from 5,000 to 10.000 persons usual ly attended the sales. Venders could be seen squatted behind strips of mat ting, on which were little piles of granges, lemons, figs, vegetables, grain, nuts, fish, dried locusts and other edibles, while cooks fried frit ters in oil over basins of glowing charcoal. But all this is now changed Bullet, saber and shell have scattered the peaceful inhabitants, and war’s horrors reign where but a few weeks igo an Oriental and langourous peo ple pursued the even tenor of a way to which they had been accustomed to for centuries. In the very center of Tripoli on* was reminded that Rome, the uni rersal, had been there. Here stands i solid and ornate triumphal arch, juilt of marble, once white, now dark sned and defaced by time, and recent ly scarred by the gaping marks ol war missiles. An inscription, still legible, records that the arch was erected by a quaestor under the joint reign of Lucius Aelius Verus and Marcus Auerlius. It stands low, for t is half buried in the accumulated soil, and one of its portals is debased :o the purposes of a native cooper's shop. But its carvings still preserve something of their ancient beauty, ami ;he structure, standing there in the icart of an alien city and civilization luring all these centuries, speaks of he power and prestige of the days jf the Caesars. Clothe* Her Hen*. Colorado Springs, Colo.—Mrs. E Stocker of Colorado City, rather thaD see her chickens, which had moulted late in the season, suffer from the cold, has made neatly fitting coate which button under the wings and hae provided the chickens with soft tian nel caps, fastened with dainty colored ribbons that tie under the beaks of the fowls. The chickens strut about apparently comfortable, and from all indications are proud of their clothes. Mrs. Stocker said that the hens. Just to show their gratitude, are laying eggs to their full capacity every day. This Fellow Some Eater. Lakeview, Ore.—Friends of Charles Winkelman are anxious to back him against any man in the United States in a heavyweight eating contest, fol lowing Wlnkelman’s performance when he consumed nine pounds ot solid rood, one glass of beer and three of water in 58 minutes. The meal con sisted of 32 large beef and ham sand wiches, 16 large pickles and 16 huge pieces of fruit cake. Winkelman is sixty years old. He says he has eaten 16 pounds of food at one sitting. Bites Wife's Leg; Fined 9100. Chicago.—A fine of $100 and costs was imposed by Municipal Judge Cav erly upon Antonio Narsko, who was accused of having bitten his wife, Mary, on the left leg during a quarrel in their home. “He attacked me and while we were struggling he stooped down and bit me In the leg." Mrs, Narski told the court