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Thre are. American colonies dotted all
ever Ihe face of Mexico, clitorty In tho
cities. Somo aro lame, nild have social
festivities; other struggle, factious;
others, In small places, nte Just being
Once there were few Americans In Jnl
npa. Mrs. J. Farthlncton Wiley wns a
pioneer. Her husbnnd bought colTeo
T lands down In Coatepec, Her homo was
near tho cathedral, In n tiattow street
Hteep as a mountain. Sho hium an
Armour-Beef calendar on tho wall, had
butter nnd lmn whipped from Mexico,
and sat with discontented, hungry eye
looking out for tho lilrtli of social It r.
Bite never knew the Mexicans. She was
fat, and wore slk wulsts.
"Love, a new Atncrlc.ui family 1ms
come to Jolapa," said Mr. Wiley, tramp
inir In from Coatepec. "Who wants "em,
"Are they the right sort. James?"
"Jluli! Missionaries. Sho had on n
dress with a train."
On week of yearning tit know mado
Mrs. Wiley's eyo hungrier. Then the
, train drew her away to muko n call. So-
clal life was beginning to ho bum, mid
there was the nucleus of nn American
colony. She puffed up thn hills, a won
der to ths sad-eyed people of Jnlapn
wearing a green silk waist. "So glad t
see you!" pealed sho In Mrs. Bard's front
room, gazing about the wulls to see what
pictures were up, and then scrutinizing
the chairs. "Quito a bearable llttlo
home. I will 'come In when you need
choerlng up. Dear Mrs. Hard Is the fur
Mrs. Bard, slender, dark-eyed, said In
Iter soul that she read this woman. "You
caught me." observed Hhe, "unawares,
with this old silk waist on. Silk Is so out
inf style and common; but you will for
Mrs. Wiley breathed hard, hand on
green-silk bosom, a touch of purple on
her face. She nrose. "1 have been In
HUlted In this house!" heaved forth she,
und strode out like n terrible duchess.
They were enemies ever after, nnd said
to newcomers unpleaslng things nbuut
Hound them flowed the unknown life
of Mexico. Hete. on these wild, high
cliffs, perched the ancient, mysterious J.i
lapa the life und the city Ignorant of
Mr. Jones bought a house In Jain pa.
Ito was large, with n black beard. "Rub
ber culture Is looking up," he said to
TVlley and Bard. "Now, I have on my
V'ace one hundred thousand trees. Now,
they aro six years old. Now, you take
your trees thus: You tnp them In this
manner. I shouldn't bo surprised nt any
amount of money, now, that I might get
out of them. I do know, though, that
threo hundred thousand dollars wouldn't
buy my rubber-trees." .
Mr. Bard, the mlsslonury, looked wist
fully up and down the street pale, medl
tatlve. Mr. Jouos steamed off.
"Haw! Haw!" laughed Wiley to Bard.
"I've heard that heady kind of windy
talk, airy and blasty, before."
Jones turned, blazing, to see Bard yet
looking up the street wlth wistful eyu;
Wiley tramping In at his front door, and
Mrs. Wiley gazing out, with discontented,
So the Jonses didn't like tho J. Far
thltigton Wlleys; and the Wlleys made
little, sneering references to both Mr. nnd
Mrs. Jones and their old rubber-trees;
also, Mrs. Jones had her suspicions of
Below Jalaps, In those wondrous gorges,
grew the savago luxuriance of the tropics,
Ignorant of heady talk nnd suspicions.
A little, fussy woman, with compressed
lips, was Mrs. Fustgart. She was pritty,
though, and men liked her. Mrs. Fust
gart opened n school of music. She met
Mrs. Bard, she mot Mrs. Jones nnd Mrs.
"Wiley. Says Mrs. FuBtgart to the first
two, decidedly, with pleased air: "Mrs.
'"IBitrd has been divorced from two hus
bands. I have a friend In Indiana who
met her In Seattle."
Mrs. Bard mentioned this to some new-
comers. Mrs. Jones went to Mrs. Wiley's
one day, nnd, sitting there tall and angu
lar, and excessively dressed up In Minne
apolis styles, said, looking at tho Armour-
Beef calendar: "How huppy you are In
dear Mr. Wiley. It must utmost com
pensate for tho other two."
Some wondered how Mri. Jours got out
of the house unscratched, and with bet
hat not stunned on only a cruel gleam
Jn her ey..'. But, anyhow, the thing
which Mrs. J. Farthlngton Wiley then
told about Mrs. Fustgart shall not ills-
-JUirli this record And of Mrs, Jones.
'Mrs. Wiley said to Mrs. Hard: "The
plebeian! Not even her grammar was
A mile lower, bounding the great va
porous vista, nnd twenty-live leagues
.away, beat the sea sea unconscious of
divorce nr.d beef-calendars and gram
mar. Some peoplo came to visit the Hards.
Mr. Bard was nearly always wistful and
dlsc'ouraced. Tho heathen were so Intract
able. But the visitors-smiling, shiny.
toothed Mr, Whittle, .nnd his wife and
five children cheered Mupd up. The
Ilttlu house was crammed with people,
olilotly tho children, whose legs protruded
between the liars of the windows. Mrs.
Whlttlo whs meek.
Mrs. Fustgart became more dashing
every lflV' Whldlo mould walk with bet.
It was merely thnt Whl'lte was u fool:
but Mrs. Jones and Mis. Wiley K.ild
At length some members of the colony
came as admonishing committee to Mrs,
Bard's home, and htood, convicting, In
"It's disgracing tho American colony
or Mr. Whiffle to go talking up and
down nit tho time with Mrs. Fustgait!"
exploded Jones, of rubber-tree fame, shak
ing his tint unnecessarily.
Tho shiny-toothed Whiffle only smiled
with Insult. The live children ran hal
booing about, slumming doors. Mrs,
Bard, of the dark eyes, went into sud
den frightful hysterics; Mrs. Wiley's eyo
"I won't be dictated to by you," cried
Mrs. Fustgart. "Jones, Is It? Who
says your name Is Jones?"
Many defaulters have como down here,
chunged names, nnd risen again. So
illusions of this kind aro .distressingly
ssy of translation. Jones gasped.
"And Mrs. Wiley Judging mo!" sniffed
pretty Mrs. Fuslgart. "As If wo didn't
know her record."
Mrs. Whlllle, worn nnd humble, sat
J-..- ..,., . - "" f QUEST OF HIDDEN TREASURE
Thtfi revolutionary Invention wont I T .
nitttilttir iilwint -fiilttttti. tin ttuMit ti'ill i 1.4
distressed: "Oh, he not so tinbrothcrly.
Oh, pray, prny, ht us be kindlier the
ono to the other.
This scene was passed through without
actual war. Wiley laughed, sarcastic,
about Jones, on whom tho nsperslon thus
cast was unwarrantable. Jones was
embittered, and detested the Americans:
nnd they all, save Hani, looked askance
at him and Mrs. Jones,
Old Joshua Bradford, rheumatic, who
owned something of Immense value on
tho Isthmus of Tehuantepec, bought n
large bouse, larger limn that of any other
American. Tho gocrnor of the State of
Vera I'ruz lived next door; and ponderous
Joshua nnd his stylish daughter knew
the governor. Plainly, all the other mem
bers of the American colony were out
dated, Miss Delia Bradford spoke to
them distantly, and grup'sed her skirts
delicately as mIio passed them, and was
st en to visit the governor's.
Mrs, Wiley's corroding eye perceived all
this. "I d.ire say they're common
enough," said she, "If ou could only
get Ht tho bottom of It." Jealous? Not
she. Hut the wold governor Is puissant.
To know the governor! .
"I hat Del lit thing Is a .snob," pro
Whittle smiled on her, and was cut for
his pains, u whs at length plain to the
whole colony that the Delia thing was n
Yonder, before this strangely beautiful
city, spread the hilly llelds of banana
and coffee, waving und glistening with
enchanted green In the bright sun. And
sometimes up over tho tree-ferns and
Into the steep stieets rolled the white
mists, wrapping all things In n sea-made
'shroud great silent mlals, Ignorant of
snobs and corroding eyes.
It would seem that tho Americans were
now ready for social functions, for which
Mrs. Wiley had been st long looking out.
Nobody had ever Invited anybody. All
the ladles and some of the men wished
that things might bo "going on." But
tho several unfortunate occurrences
which have been hinted at were preven
tive. Mis. Wiley was the pioneer, nnd
felt certain of her position as lender-Ill-get
in. She, unhappy nnd brooding,
watched Mis. Bard's and Mrs, Jones'
dcors, longed to bloom with a sudden
rosy tea-party, nnd from then on to
march In defiant silk lit the head of thn
social procession. Everybody felt that
Hie colony was trembling (with pain) on
tho verge of n season.
But could Mrs. Wiley soil her home
with the presence of Mrs. Jones nnd Mrs.
rustgart? Could she, even with tho gra
cious stoop of a social leader, bend down
to Mrs. Bard; further still, to Mrs. Whif
fle? Would she be caught deigning to
smiln nt the Delia thing? Alas! the ball
could not be set rolling by Mrs. J. Fur
tlngton Wiley. It was glued.
Mrs. Jones had tentnllve Impulses rela
tive to a llltlo dance. Mr. Jones hnd
once hinted nt this In tho hearing of
Wiley. Wiley laughed smotheredly nt
Jones, nnd said to Whiffle that n rubbery
to be unglucd, Doubts arose. Mental
pictures annoyed Mrs. Wiley mid Mrs.
Jones, likewise Jones and Wiley. Mrs.
Fustgrrt was agitated. Mrs. Bard went
through somo minor, preparatory hys
terics, as though rehearsing. Though
loathing the name of Jones, feeling
siulichud by the presence of Mrs. Jones,
Mrs. Wiley would no more stay away
than she would erect it canvas sign on
her liotiso saying: "I give III to the
Joneses." Mrs, Jones, though conscious
thnt to damage Mrs. J. Farthlnglnu's
person was a strong Instinct, would yet
not absent herself. What? Couldn't she
go wherever the divorced thing could set
her foot? Mrs. Fustgart had always
gone where the best people went. Mr.
Bard went In tho Interest of unity; Mrs.
Hard, for warring reasons, both good
and 'luestlonable. ami proudly abstained
from wearing silk. Of course Whittle,
wife, rial terrors, followed. Old, ponder
ous Joshua would drag his legs there,
In a uilf-erusty. half-Jolly mood, remem
bering his old friend. Cloyton, In tho
reo instruction days, Arkansas, and the
A bare house, barred windows, weedy
patio, dusty corridors, tile-roofed rooms,
emtitv save for boards nnd boxes, easels,
and pictures nil over the white wull
such was Boss Wilkinson's l.ohemla.
Delia c.tme very late. The others timed
themselves, with secret Information of
one Knottier, nnd arrived r.enrly simul
taneously The five terrors begun leap
ing up and down tin corridor, knocking
thinks and shrieking. Wilkinson greeted
all with Jolly abandon.
"Knchsntlng!" gasped Mrs Wiley.
"Charming!" nnnounced Mrs. Jones,
"Now. you ought to see my rubber
trees. Now. I'd like to talk more about
the rubber business to you some time,
Mr. Wilkinson," was heard from Jones
Wiley snrered. and chuckled. Mrs.
Wiley and Mrs. Jones glare.d at another,
Hiid backed apart. Jones approached
Wiley In rage.
Tho I'aleti'tue Idol, hideous, stood in
tin middle of the room. Boss, crying,
"By Jove. I'm glad to see you!" had
out tho rare china nnd poured the tea.
Delia and Joshua arrived. Whlllle and
Mrs. Fustgart stood whispering, so thnt
Mrs. Whlllle closed her eyes, nnd Mrs.
Burd clutched her sent till Mrs. Fust
gart laughed nt her cruelly. Then Mrs.
Bard began her hysterics.
Bard stprnng up In wretchedness, even
yet wistful, and knocked a china cup
out of Wilkinson's hand; which cup flew
and lilt Jones, nnd broke on him. Jones
In flames wheeled on Wiley (who snick
ered) nnd smashed his nose with a sud
den wild outbreaking of wnr. Mrs. Fust
gart shrlekod. Mis. Wiley filed out,
Then Mrs. Jones, while the two men
cniMh?d Into un easel, hlstscd at Mrs.
Wiley with fury: "You cnt."
And Mrs. Wiley, tramping on Mm.
Whlllle us she strode, seized Mrs. Jones'
nose with virulence and wrung n piercing
ciy of pain out of Mrs. Jones, who then
flew Into Mrs. Wiley's hair with spasms.
Boss stood n monument of stupefaction.
Wiley, whirling with Jones' leg as mo
tive power, struck the Falenque Idol.
That god fell with ft crash nnd brok&
nnd Joshua's toe was under n piece of If.
By Julius Chambers.
HKCKNT occurrence on Stat-
0 en Island forcibly reminds
( the render of history of a ecr
ft lain peculiarity among men
of u severely practical bent of
mind to forsake their cus
tomary occupations In life In order that
they may embark In the most chimerical
enterprises as must necessarily be a quest
for hidden treasure. This Is not new
to tho people of this generation or to our
own times. Indeed, tho pages of history
are well covered with memot utile Incidents
nnd the faliy tales or our childhood me
not devoid of them.
From Ho days of t'lysses In srarch of
tho golden lleece to those of our con
temporaries seeking the secreted Spanish
doubloons In the lost treasuie boxes of
tho icdoubtatile Capt. ICIdd, of piratical
memory, men have become possessed of
the mania that gold coin awaits a sue
crssfut Under. "Seek and yu shall llnd"'
Is it worthy maxim, but It loses Us dignity
when applied to the scotch for the lost,
burled or secreted treasure.
Atexntider Duinns may bo said to havo
sat with hl-s linger on the pulse of gen
etui mankind und detected the desire In
nil hearts to beeomo wealthy beyond the
dream of avarice. In response he creat
ed In the spacious chamber of his own
Imagination the thrilling dlscoveiy of
enormous wealth In the hidden grotto on
the Isle of Monte Crlsto.
But tho Kdmnnd .Danlcs of fiction nnd
the F.dmond D.tntes of real life are too
vory different persons. Tho latter has
no' erudite abbe to work wizard's tricks
with cabalistic signs und to deduce from
enigmas plans and specific directions.
Treasures, no doubt, have been deposited
In graves, beneath the roots of ttees. un
der the plncld surfaces of flowing strnums,
nnd wherever circumstances have sug
gested sifc repository. Doubtless men
have gono nwny and died with thosecrots
In their breasts, and ngnln, ships with
chests of bullion have sunk beneath thn
wuvo nnd Ho there still, possibly to bo
A British ship, the Black Hussar, sank
In the Lust river during Ilevolutlonnry
times, and, nfllclally, she went .jwn with
chests well tilled with bullion. Hurgoyna
inarched uway from Saratoga charged by
the Americans with carrying off n strong
box filled with British gold. Officially It
disappeared at Saratoga. No trace of
these treasures has gratllled tho curious.
It Is not dlltlcult to surmise what bo
came of llurgoyiio's gold, but It wilt be
found as soon as that which went down
lit the frigate.
But less than n year ngo conservative,
practical men lilted up an expedition
to explore the bottom of the Lust river
to search for tho long-lost trensjre.
On Stolen Island a farm once owned,
so tradition slates, by nn enterprising
farmer who, nt times, left his rural home
to make excursions nbroul, has been dig
ged nnd delved Into because nil ancient
tradition has It that the farmer returned
nfler ii few weeks' absence groaning un
der a burden of gold nnd Jewels. He
was not known to have spent his wenlth,
nnd when he died ho left no trace of It.
For one hundred years It has been held
tho rustle hid It, and during all this time,
ut Intervals, tho friendly neighbors formed
themselves Into Investigation committees
to discover the treasure.
A wag finally declared himself fortun
ate nnd ho now finds himself beset with
lawsuit". Ills protests, his denials are
scouted, and his Joke has become costly.
And yet, In spite of all, thousands lire
ready to brllevo fortunes aro to be real
ized In the iiuest of hidden treasure.
lion ought to be a lively one, sure. Black.
bearded Jones ground bis teeth. Mrs. j0flnun'B noise wns n species of bellowing,
Jones' tentntivo impulses propruuu n .. Del,a fnnK oow m sympathy over ma
Airs. Bard crlad out. Drenchlnglv and
further. Associate with the Wiley woman
and the flaunting Fustgart? It was too
bad ono hnd to bo thrown with people so
far out of one's class.
Mrs. Fustgart wouldn't give nnybndy
anything, not she. But she felt suro thnt
nobody would give anything without In
Bard thought of a Thanksgiving din
ner whereat nil should be kind and unit
ing. But tho Whiffles stayed, and stay
ed, taking up all the places nt the tabic.
Delia walked In n dream.
From this false calm lesulted the fol
lowing commons: Mrs. Wiley said Mrs.
Jones was too proud to associate with
the colony and give her dance. "It Is
laughnble. yes laughable," snld Mrs.
Wiley, bitterly, "to see In what crannies
pride will grow."
Mrs. FiMtgart Is supposed to hnve let
Mrs. Jones know about this, and thnt
Mrs. Jones was the cranny. Mis. Jones
Uughed a hard laugh. Mrs, Wiley thinks
she can hold tlu social life of the colony
frozen, does she? Frozen by her cold, di
vorced eye." Mrs, Hard said tho Fust
gart woman had ruined everything.
It was nt last tho fcad state of affairs
that Mis. Jones and Mrs. Wiley never
dnred be In one another's company: thnt
Mr. Jones had sworn to smash Wiley";
that Mrs. Fustgart Hiilffed at Mrs. Hard,
ami Mrs. Bard went Into hysterics at
each approach of Mrs. Fustgartr that
Whiffle gilnned ut nit with Insult, nnd
Mrs. Whlllle pined sway: and that Joshua
Bradford and his daughter bowed from
still more glottal distances.
TJui soil being now prepared, there
nppenred Mr. Boss Wilkinson, painter.
The Mexican Herald spoke of him, while
he was yet In Mexico. It said ,hn was
nn artist of note und thnt his pictures hnd
won him mm- In California. Mrs. Fust
gart hurried to Mrs. Jones with n clip
ping from tho social notes, which men
tinned Mr. Boss Wilkinson ns having
been at a box-party with the family of
Ambassador Clayton nnd Baron Mnn
eliHiir, thi Belgian minister. Wilkinson
c.imo to Jnlapa to paint, rented a rfucer
little house, nnd lived In plctnresfiue Bo-
1 emlan style with goods boxes, tin cans,
Tho new-born American colony wns
profonndedly stirred. F.mbassador Clay
ton's family Is the pyramid's summit; or.
differently considered, the key-stone.
Now, Boss had a fatal dash nnd good
fellowship about him. He was tall, big,
young, florid, handsome, nnd Jolly, Tho
llrst thing that happened was that ho
walked up the street with Delia In the
eyesight of nil. Then, before anybody
knew how, he wiih ncqualntcd with every
body, He called Jones, "old Jones,'
which pleased Mr. JoneH. He cracked
coffee-Jokes with tho stimulated Wiley.
He gave the latest song to Mrs. Filstgart.
He told Mr, Bard that he had no renl
sympathy with missions, but respected
men'H Ideas. Tiie rraiiKiiess cunrmeu
Bard nnd Mrs. Banl. He called Whiffle n
Jolly dog, by Jove, which tickled Whlffltr
nnd fluttered his vnnlty. Ho sketched
with Delia, A regrcttablo thing, too, Is
that he mixed a new cocktail for rheuma
tic Joshua. Beforo n week was gone
by, Mrs. Wiley wbb ejaculating: "That
dear old Wilkinson!"
"We'll have to liven things up, by
Jove!" cried Boss, "I live In Bohemia.
At nedlands I had my den, nnd the
whole place dropped lu every Saturday
to havo tea with mo off good-boxs
"You're tho cause! You're the cause!"
gurgled tho hysterics of Mrs. Bard nt
Mrs. Fustgart. And Mrs. Fustgart
slapped her. Bard broke forth In n sweat,
calling aloud as ho tottered hither nnd
thither: "Be kindly, be kindly, tho ono
to the other!"
Tho chlnn went to clattering ruin nil
over the floor, for Mrs. Wiley, with tea
In her ear, had retaliated on Mrs. Jones.
Whtflle, seeing general license granted,
remembered Jones' committee nttnek on
him. Jones was smashing nwny nt Wiley,
while Wiley wiped paint nil over Jones.
Whlllle lifted n mighty framed painting
of Popocatepetl nt sunset and brought It
down on Jones' heud. It burst, and Jonea
camo through, partly.
Bard got his wife nway. Mrs. Jones nnd
Mrs. Wiley rnged to the street, two spec
tacles. Old Joshua, bandaged by Delia's
dainty hnndkerchlef, hurled his shoo nt
Jones, nnd went roaring, Delia In tears.
Jones was framed with the painting Of
Popocatepetl nt sunset, nnd could not
rnlpe hts hnnds becnusc of It. So the shoe
hit his defenseless nose. Wiley. In glee',
perceived this, and pummeled the de
fenseless nose with continuous Impunity,
while Jones tore nt Popocatepetl.
All departed, Mrs. Whlfllo swooning.
And Jones wns seen to tenr away the
canvas Impeding him. Quiet reigned.
Wilkinson, haggard, gazed about. All tho
china lay shattered. Pictures were torn
from the wall. Pulnts were stamped on.
The Paleiitiiie Idol lay In desolation. Tea
had wilted Mr. Boss Wilkinson's collar.
Jones lives tu Orizaba. Mrs. Fustgart
Is In Tennessee. Bard fled to Oregon.
Whiffle visits him. Old Joshua took his
rheumatism to I.os Angeles. Delia mar
Mrs. J. Farthlngton Wiley stayed on,
beef calendar, ham, nnd butter, nnd nil
stayed on, to stnrt ntiother colony, nnd
lead Its functions.
Beyond tho city, soaring lu the blue. Is
Orizaba's mighty snow-clad peak,"
nsleep, Ignorant of nodal functions.
Charles Fleming F.mbrcc, In the Argonaut.
SNOW ON THE MOON.
UK lircctor of the Harvard
r- Obncrvatory, Vrof. K, O. riolc-
f I'tliiK. iiuhIu iuiMIo hl noHlro
l .. .... ......... .1.1,. I..ln.
IfWL BCOiu t Uttl over tw.i your
r r, tr.i I tiipvii si nlnvitlv llllll lltlO
remarkable Instrument or that class, the
Bruco telescope, whoso focal length Is
only nix times as gie.it as the aperture.
While iidmltublv adapted Cor o:ie kind or
v.ork, however, this gins wits not suited
to ntiother which Prof. Pickering had In
view. What he wanted was c. telescope
whose focul length should bo r.'.'i or I.'ti
times ns great as Its aperture. It would
cover only a small Held, but would give
iktnlls on u large scale. In this respect,
perhaps, It would outdo the performance
of every oth"r photographic telescope In
tho wot Id.
Prof. Picket Ins did not get precisely
what ho nsked for, but he received money
enough to realize his ambition to some
extent. When the glass was finished
It wns sent to Jamaica, wherr Harvard
had established nn auxiliary station, nnd
tho director's brother. William II. Picker
ing, was put In charge.
Tho latter gentleman has now coma
home with a line lot of plcfins of tho
moon, takin with sp'dal reference to a
suspicion which he has ontertalncd for
soiiio lime lint thoro Is snow on tho
satellite's surface. Kxposures were made
nt the proper times to secure views of
diferenl portions of the twnr surface.
neli llliimlnnted ut various angles, und
Piof. Pickering thinks that ho has thus
been enabled to estnbllsli his theory.
Although details are not yet accessible,
It would appear that tho evidence
ohtiilned Is not of n slilklug character,
nnd tint tho newly observul facts are
susceptible of more than one Interpretn
modcrately low latitudes It takes about a
week for the sun to rise from horizon to
zenith, nnd nnother week for It to set.
Tlien ensue two weeks of darkness and
cold. Hence, If nny Ico or snow exists on
the lunar Btirface It probably remains un
changed the greater part of this period.
If, however, this temperature ever rises
to the melting point, even for a short
period, these substances would probably
niter their appearance, If not their posi
tions, moro or less. The fact that no
such changes have hitherto been detected,
In spite of keen scrutiny, would Indicate
either that the snow areas are compara
tively small or that the warmtn Im never
sufflclent to produce liquefaction, even nt
noon In thn tropics. But If Prof. Picker
lug has obtained new light on the subject,
old theories must bo revised to fit the
facts. New York Tribune.
Mr. Mills, In language capnblo of no
tnlsuiidcrstnndtng, has sought to portray
certain plumes of lire, recognized by all,
nnd yet which the average mnn nnd wo
man Is loth In it public milliner to seek
Tho book, almost n pamphlet In form,
Is divided Into several chapters, ench deal
lug with Individual cases wherein It Is
shown that not only manhood and wo
manhood lose caste, but whero at the
same time the best Interests of the world
at litrgo suffer. The object of the tiiithir
Is to Instill Into tho minds of men mid
women certnln facts which cannot but
lend toward their happiness and peace
Tllll TltVIM.MJ or HOYS.
Tlirj ClOM'RIi OP WfCAI.TH.
Its TenolilnR Are Neither Klovntlnv
On tho evening of May B Mr. Chnrloi
M. Schvvnb, president of His United fltntn.-f
Steel corporation, mads nn address tin
fore Homo two hundred boys nt a trad
school In New York. On this occasion Mr.
Schvvnb pointed to himself oa an exnmplo
of the rewards of right llvlinr. He had
risen from ofllco boy to bo the recipient
of tho largest salary ever given, by u cor
poration. (Ills salary this year Is .si),- .
000.) Ho said that u college education
was a burdensome drawback to a niun
who looked for such success. Not ninny
days before this Mr. John D. Rockefeller,
president of tho Standard Oil company,
spoke to a lllblu class of young man. llu
declared, nmong other things, that tho
chief pleasure ho obtained from his
wealth wns the opportunity It afforded of
olmiltablo giving, and tho power of mak
ing employment for some "O.txM) men.
I.nst year Mr. Andrew Curncgle published
a book, entitled "Tho Gospel of Wealth,"
lu which he set forth tho vast capabili
ties of the rich man to servo tho pnbllo
beneficently. Later Mr. Carnegie roused
the enthusiasm of the country by offering
several millions of dollars to various
cUIoh for free libraries, and to this mu
nlllcence we have given our own trlbuto
of praise. ,.' "
What Is the effect on the. public rifthU
"tlospol of Wenlth?" What lr tho Jln-
ftuence of these men of vast fortunesjwhb,
on several occasions, have stood forth, as
examples of tho success due to right, UVy
lag? ,' '., '
We pass by tho menus of obtaining this
wealth, und assume for the present that
the Mfiurts of tho steel corporation nl
the Standard Oil company to destroy com
petition have niwnys been within the rultw
of Justice and honorable dealing. Wo as
sume that economically Mr. Schwab ful
fills tin olllco In tho community, equivalent
to this mutual ?50,KH; that Is possible.
W pass over the lll-lasto displayed by it
gentleman who spenks of giving employ
ment to 70,000 men un If he vvite dis
pensing charily, when by directing the
labor of these men ho draws an luconio
of some twelve or sixteen millions every
year. We do not scrutinize the honor of
a gentleman who, with such an Incomo.
pnys taxes on $100,000 lu personal prop
erty. We do not stop to Judge tho ben
evolence of a gentleman who, from tho
wealth of nearly half a billion, gives, let
us nay, a few millions unnually-we. do
not stop to Judge hiicIi benevolence by tho
outworn leucblngs of Christ, who said of
u certnln poor widow that her giving w.i.i
Hi eater than that of the i loll, "tor nil they
did caHt In of their abundance; but alio
of her want did east In all that slm
had." Wo aro not now concerned to ill)
tlngulsh between the legitimate und thi
Illegitimate .icciuniiliitlnn of riches, or be
tween the proper und the Improper em
ployment of such riches. This Is another
iiucbtlou, nnd muy bo considered uuolhcr
But wo ask again. What Is the effect
on the public of this "Gospel of Wealth,"
und what Is the general liitlueneo of
these gentlemen who do not reTuso to
stnnd before Blblo classes and' truda
schools as examples of right living.
Wo confess that In our mind there can
bo but ouo answer. This Inlluenco tendd
strongly to degrade the common morals.
Let them nmns their wealth: let them en-
Wls- Mother In She Who Tries to
Foruet the Dnnuer or Broken l.cgn
An excess of euro Is often ns bad as
no euro nt nil. The mother must often
shut her even on the playground. 1
linvo seen It done with goo'l effect tin
der illtllciilt conditions. 1 havo seen it
mother sit nt her Bevvltig In u groat
barn, nnd pretend not to be nvvnre that
her boys wen; spanning the beams over
head, uruwlliu? on loose poles and hang
ing to wooden pprh. thinking It Brent
fun to get the length or the barn, close
under thn rldgc pole without her know
ledge. I hnve Keen tho boyH sitting
with hushed breath In the thick foliage
of a tree top, fenrful lest thu mother joy ml tIlH material good this earth pcr
Hliould get "worried" nnd tho mother, I llUU. jflt nwm xri ttwtr iower for W4l
III tlllS Willie, Knuwmg uiu uuui, ""
ly turned her back, nnd courageously
"iiki.is fl'ti'iik ropuii.vrio.v."
New lloolc With n Wry I'eeullnr
"Hell's Future Population," n book Just
published by Sanborn II. Mills, Mlnne
a polls, Is a work that desplto Its peculiar
title will undoubtedly do some good In the
It Is n. treatise that deals with facts and
conditions that present themselves In the
everyday life of the world. It treats of
matters which even from n purely social
standpoint are of vital Interest to the
social and religious world.
This Is evidenced from the fact that
ministers of all denominations in Minne
apolis havo seen lit to express their ap
preciation the efforts of the nuthor In
tils nttompt to bring before tho public
it statement of certiilu oxlstlng conditions
which in nn almost Inexcusable manner
are relegated to obscurity.
called up all Instances where boya have
not fallen from trcctops. Sho never
know how much Bturdlness and nglllty
wan getting planted. In those small legs,
until one of the boyH uernmo th
champion high-Jumper lu college. Nor
had she much occasion to salve over her
VJ'l'Ui8, A ln,W St. JoIiiC vor I" U1'"
dy oils was KTiout the only lienllng pre
paration brought Into requisition. They
were learning something else nil the
while, those boyH. One sweet night the
mother licanl ono say to the other, as
they slid Into bed: "Dickie, grandpa's
coming to-morrow, and we won't climb
any trees while he Is hero, 'cause It will
make him find." And they climbed no
trees for six weeks; but they rowed in
tho harbor In their small boat, not
knowing that grandpa sat on the shore,
silent and miserable. So much, ns have
said elsewhere, do we play at hide and
seek In this world. Harper's Bazar.
Fond Parent I nin Rlatl to observe
that you aio saving your money, 'Will
ie. Willie Yes, pnw.
Fowl Parent How much have you
Willie Fifteen cents.
Fond Parent Good: here nre 10 cents
Willie Whoop! Now I'll go F th'
circus to-morrow, sure. Ohio Ktate
The Apostle Peter had Just preached
his wonderful sermon.
It hud lesulted In 3,000 converts.
"But how nre you going to baptize so
many nt ono time?" nsked one of tho
"If you please, brother," replied Pe
ter, "we will not disturb tho good feel
ings of the occasion by nny discussion
concerning the mode of baptism, Lot
us leave thnt for the sectarians of fu
The Uleetrln ReV Victim.
At the zoological gardens t largo
electric eel was swimming In his tank
with more activity than usual, when n
big cockroach fell Into the water, and
In Its efforts to get out made n disturb
ance on tho nurfaco which attracted the
attention of the eel. The eel turned
around, swam past It, discharged Its
battery nt nbout eight Inches off. nnd
the cockroach Instantly dropped stone
dead. It did not even move Us anten
nae after. The eel then proceeded to
swallow Its victim, and the narrator
goes on to point out the curious cir
cumstance that tho fish, which weighed
about tvvelvo pounds, should And it
worth while to Are Its heavy nrtlllcry
nt a creaturo an Inch and a hair long,
when he could easily havo swallowed It
sans facon. National Review.
INTERESTING NEW OPTICAL ILLUSION: .'..'.
: -. ":'. .'' Circles That Chanac' While You C? z
J coma arsuml. vwvundv. and seo inv old I Broom." Philadelphia Fres
"What brought you here, my poor
man?" Inrjulred tho prison visitor,
"Well, ludy," replied the prisoner, "I
guess my troubles started from attend
In' too many weddln's."
"Ah, you leurnort to tlrhiU there, or
steal, perhaps?" . . j
'No; lady; 1 wan always the brlde-
x J J( J) " Jt lC a( JH
H l kf g f H wt 4 V-l ( Bifl
or for wo In the markets of tho world;
but lu the name or all that Is good unil
precious to tho human heart and Imagi
nation, , let them not be set up before our
young men as tho great models of conduct
to bo Imitated, Our young men are eager
enough for power and wealth, they know
the path thut leads to power mid wealth,
and If they loiter und fall lu that path It
hj because lbey nro tacking lu will or
Intelligence. Certtilnfy the example of MrT
Curnegle nnd Mr. Schwab and Mr. norko
feller Is not needed to direct their e-yoj
to that path.
It Is a pitiable thing thnt n life which
hiicrlllces all tho sweeter and humbler ami
more retiring qualities tu the exactions of
such an aim should en held up as tho su
preme standard for the youth of tho na
tion to followt When thu republic was
founded, If one had asked who were our
greut und enviable men, ho would hava
been told the mimes of our noblest states
men, WushliiRtun Hamilton nnd Jeirer
son. In the middle of the century If one.
had itBked such n question he would prob
ably have been directed to our chief poets
nnd philosophers, Emerson, Lowell and
Longfellow. To-dnv are wo to point only
to these masters of money? Shall we
have no great men but Mr. Curnegle anil
Mr. Schwab and Mr. Iloekefellcr?
We repent that we have now no quar
rel with tho wealth of theso gentlemen,
which lu tho field or economics may lmvo
Its Justification; we do not now question
the means or accumulating this wealth;
but we mulntalii that as guides and In
Hilrers of youth they nro pernicious, they
nre a public offense, nn humiliation to tho
country. Thero has been wealth In tho
land before now, but the riches of the
men Is so coloesal ns to obluln un entire
ly new force. It acts with hypnotic effect
on the Imagination, it benumbs the senses
nnd In Its vusl glitter thu eyes are blinded
to all the simpler nnd purer attainments
of life. What In comparison with this
goudiug ambition Is moderate taste, or
tho Joy of n serene Imagination, or tho
untroubled fruits of content?' Who will
seek happiness In tho unrewarded sacri
fice of nrt, or who that feels tho Btlirlnc
of energy within him will seek io behold
"the bright countenance of truth In tho
quiet und still air of delightful studies,"
when tho mind has succumbed to tho
hypnotism of these overblown fortunes?
We aro strlckon down by thrso men with
n delirium of material drunkenness, and
they allow us no escupe from Its fascina
tion. Let us be quit of this cant. Let
them have their own end follow their own
Ideals; but let them not look to be called
great or noblo or enviable. We shall es
teem them more highly when thoy are not
set beforo us as standards of success, nnd
when they thumselves cease to preach thn
Inglorious "Gospel of Wealth," Independent.
ONK of tho theories hitherto
advanced to explain optical
Illusions seems to completely
fit this one, recently worked
outflln one of the government
departments at' Washington.
As you look upon theso clrclo they
change apparently Into hexagons. Tho
black spuces between them likewise seem
to change their shape ns you gazo nt
the entire mnss. It would be Interesting
to know tho scientific explanation of this
phenomenon. New York Herald,
t'seless Precaution. '
Mr. Telllt I heard nt the club to-day
that Mrs. Kotchum'a husband had run
awuy with her.
Mrs. Telllt That Isn't strange, She
only married htm because she 'ivun
nfrald of getting left. -'
Mr. Telllt Well, Isn't she? Judge.
A Mean Advantage.
Hall How did you get rid of. that
railroad stock7 I didn't think any ana
would touch It, considering, .the condi
tion of tho road. " ' '
Hall Wellj I. found aparty who wa
not uosted. "' , , ;
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