NEBRASKA HOST
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Two Thousand Ccnilng for Na-
HEET IN JULY 20-23.
German Singers Come "Out West" for
Elggett Musical Event In Two Years.
Bring American and European Art
iste With Them Two Thousand
School Children in Another Chorus.
Two thousand German singers,
their friends and the most famous
vocalists of this country and Europe
will gather "out In Nebraska," July
sn.23. for tha twentv-fourth biennial
saengerfest of the Saengerbund ot uie
Northwest.
For the first time In the history of
he organization a place of meeting
has been selected west of the Missouri
river, the society having unanimously
selected Omaha as the meeting place
lor the big musical event because of
the large Auditorium and hotel ac
commodations, as wellt as because of
the largo number of German people in
Omaha Interested in the saengerbund
music.
It Is a great thing to Nebraska to
have this national saengerfest meet
within its borders, as it will bring to
the state hundreds of the most promi
nent German citizens In the United
States, and give home people an op
portunity to hear them.
The Saengerbund has a most thor
ough way of organizing and rehearsing
the music, the director traveling from
one city to another throughout the
year and giving Instructions, leading
the local choruses and assisting the
leaders to insure unison when the big
event takes place In Omaha.
This director, Mr. Theodore Kelbe
of Milwaukee, has made his last round.
His 2,000 singers are ready and could
doubtless sing together without a
general rehearsal. But rehearse they
must, as the leaden never rest.
Such a chorus will be a musical
Tent In the west, and with .the artists
and orchestra, five grand concerts will
be given, each one different In char
acter. The opening concert. Wednesday
evening, July v 19, will be entirely by
singers of Omaha and South Omaha,
It being in the nature of a reception
concert.
An artists' matinee will follow
Thursday afternoon, at which all the
. great artists will appear on one pro
gram. These will include Miss
Mary Muncboff, Madame Hesse
Sprotte. Myrtle Moses, Mrs. Wagner
Thomas, Christian Hansen of the Bos
ton Opera company and Marcus Keller
man of the Royal opera house, Berlin,
and others.
The first concert of the mass male
chorus will be given Thursday even
ing, and the grandeur of such a chorus
cannot be realized until it Is heard.
One of the most unique arrange
ments ever made with Nebraska
school children Is to train them under
the direction of the Saengerfest asso
ciation of Omaha and present 2,000
children's voices at a national saenger
fest matinee. These children, trained
In the schools of Omaha' and South
Omaha, will sing Friday afternoon,
presenting American and German pat
riotic airs
The mass chorus will be the princi
pal feature of the Friday evening con-
cert, assisted by a sixty piece or-'
chestra. which will have a place on all
programs, and be directed' by Tb. Rud.
Reese.
The members of the Saengerbund
will close the fest with a picnic, fol
lowing the annual business meeting,
and a street parade, Saturday, July 23.
NO ROOSEVELT FOR FAIR
Former President Will Visit Omaha
on Septmber 2.
Senator Burkett has made the defi
nite announcement that Colonel Theo
dore Roosevelt will be In Omaha on
Friday Sept. 2.
Secretary Mellor of the state board
Of agriculture has decided not to try
to get ex-President Roosevelt for the
Nebraska state fair. He will do noth
ing that might lessen the chances of
(maha securing the colonel.
"Pnlnnel Rivwlt la nlM . V u
.... b"MB UtVUU
Omaha. Sept. 2, for Cheyenne," said
Mr. Mellor, "and that would be a week
before the fair, so it would do us no
good to secure him for the fair crowd.
If he stops over in Omaha more peo
ple would get to see him and It would
not Interfere with the crowds which
are coming to the state fair."
Hut Gets Honor.
W. N. Huse, publisher of the Nor
folk News, appears on the program
of the sixth annual convention. Asso
ciated Advertising Clubs of America,
which meets in Omaha, July 18-20,
and Mr. Huse will speak on "The
Country Newspaper as an Advertising
Medium."
This is not only the first time a
Nebraska speaker has been placed on
the national program, but also the
first time a speaker has been selected
to advocate the country newspaper as
aa advertising medium. The Omaha
eommlttee made the arrangement, not
only insisting that a Nebraskan be
placed on the program, but a country
paper publisher who eould bring these
ers before the big buyers ot apace.
A CUNNING WEASEL
TW Trick by Which He Trapped His
Big Rat Antagonist.
Once a sawmill in a western town
was Infested with rats, which, being
unmolested, became very numerous
and bold and played round the mill
among the men while they worked dur
ing the day. But one day there ap
peared on the scene a weasel, which
immediately declared war on the ro
dents. One by one the rats fell victims to
the weasel's superior strength, until
only one very large, pugnacious rur
was left of the once numerous colony.
The weasel had a go nt the big rat
several times, but on each occasion
the rodent proved more than a match
for his slender antagonist and chased
the weasel to a hiding place.
Shortly thereafter the weasel was
seen busily digging under a lumber
pile near the mill. He was engaged
for some time, but later appeared
again in the mill, seeking his old ene
my. He soon found him and at once
renewed hostilities. As usual, after a
lively tussle the rat got the better of
the argument, and the weasel ran, pur
sued closely by the rat, straight to the
hole under the lumber pile.
He ran in. still followed by the rat.
but immediately reappeared round
the end of the pile and again dodged
into the hole behind the rat. Neither
was seen again for some time, but the
weasel finally reappeared, looking no
worse for the fight.
The curiosity of the men in the mill
being aroused, thoy proceeded to in
vestigate the hole under the lumber
pile. They found that the weasel had
dug the hole sufficiently large nt the
opening to admit the rat, but had
gradually tapered it as he proceeded
until at the other end it barely allowed
his own slender body to pass.
When the rat chased him into the
large end of this underground tunnel
he quickly slipped through, and while
the rat was trying to squeeze his large
body into the smaller part of the hole
the weasel dodged in behind him,
caught him in the rear and in a place
where he eould not turn round and fin
ished him at his leisure. Harper's
Weekly.
POISON IN FLOWERS.
Dainty and Beautiful Blossoms In
Which Lurks Death.
When the good friar in "Romeo and
Juliet' reflected upon the properties
of the simple flower, "within whose
infant rind poison hatb residence and
medicine power." his observation em
braced a goodly category of well
known flowers whose secretions fur
nish the world with so many poisons.
For Instance, the laburnum, which
has been compared to a fountain of
gold leaping into the sun a. most
charming sight is one of the most
poisonous things imaginable, Inasmuch
as it. is poison In loaf nnd flower and
seed. Even the grass growing be
neath it is poisonous by reason of its
proximity to the innocent looking blos
soms overhead, and ifr has been found
necessary to guard against cattle eat
ing this grass for fear of fatal results.
The bulbs of such dainty and, beau
tiful flowers as the narcissus, hyacinth,
jonquil and snowdrop secrete the most
deadly poisons, not to peak of the
oralis, the monkshood ad the fox
glove, all of which furnish noxious
liquors sufficient to destroy life.
To these may be added certain of
the crocuses, the lovely lady's slipper,
the quaint old jack-in-the-pulpit and
the laughing little buttercup. The lat
ter, despite its most innocent appear
ance, is one of the worst of the poi
sonous flowers. Even the cow is aware
of that and carefully avoids it. The
cousins of the buttercups, the -peonies,
the larkspurs and the rest, all
contain toxic fluids.
Another source of deadly poison Is
the olenader tree, while the bark of
the superb catalpa tree contains .many
deadly doses. Pittsburg Dispatch.
An Unfamiliar Alias.
There may be nothing in a name,
but the American traveler of whom
the Living Church tells found at least
confusion therein, ne bad landed at
Liverpool and hastened out of the city
to a rural village, where he found a
charmingly old fashioned inn wblcb
delighted bis soul. It was late when
he arrived, and when he asked what
he could have for supper the buxom
landlady suggested minced collops. He
agreed with enthusiasm, the dish
sounded so romantic, so Robin Hoodsy,
so almost mediaeval. And what do
you suppose they brought him? Just
plain hash!'
Bread In Sweden.
In Sweden the bread of the people Is
for the most part hard, thin as a din
ner plate and about the size of one. It
is baked without yeast, and tbe water
is practically all extracted In the proc
ess of baking; hence, relatively per
pound of bread, its cost is much high
er than la the common forms of bread
as we know them, containing one-half
their weight In water that has cost
nothing. Loaf bread and rolls in Swe
den are a luxury.
Making Time Profitable'.
"See here," cried the busy merchant.
"don't you know my time is valua
ble?"
"Well," replied the book agent, "I'm
sure it might be valuable to me. If
you'll give me five minutes of it I be
lieve I can sell you a set of these
books." Catholic Standard and Times,
Finding Issues.
"We've got to buy a paper If we
wish to go In politics."
"Sure. Then we'll have a lot of is
sues to offer the people." St. Louis
Star.
THE JADE
STOi STREET,
Experience of an American Who
Went Through It.
By CLARISSA MACKIE.
Copyright, 1910, by American Press Asso
ciation.
Granville lazily rolled another ciga
rette. "W liy is it called 'the Jade Stone
street V" he ijtiestioned.
Xeal Scott did not remove his gaze
from the busy Shanghai thoroughfare
outside the club room windows.
"I don't know," he said.
A boy approached with a tray of
tinkling glasses, and Scott bent his
head over the tray as if to hide the
concern in his eyes.
Granville waited until the boy had
departed and then tossed his cigarette
away and stiffened in bis chair. "I'm
going into the old city tomorrow, and
I intend to find out why it is called
the Jade Stone street."
"A foolish quest," returned Scott
lightly. "Once before a man went
into the city to find that out, and he
never came back."
'I shall find out nevertheless," said
Granville stubbornly, "or I'll never
come back either."
'I'll go with you, then." Scott's voice
was matter of fact now.
"Not if there is a risk. This is my
own funeral," objected the other.
"As your most intimate friend it is
my duty to attend upon your obse
quies, then," retorted Scott, rising and
stretching his lean form lazily.
The conversation turned to other
matters, but later before parting for
the night they agreed to meet early
the next morning and go into tbe na
tive city upon Granville's "asinine
quest," as Scott chose to call k, which
they did.
Almost before they knew it they
were approaching one of the dark,
cavernous gates of the old city.
"Got a gun?" asked Scott suddenly.
Granville smiled sheepishly. "Yep.
, , BK DAKEO NOT TURN H18 HEAD.
Thought I might need it after what
you said."
The other nodded approval and
touched his own hip significantly. ?
"There are many more fascinating
streets than the one you are seeking,"
said Scott after long silence. There
was a trace of uneasiness in his voice
that Granville noted with a lurking
smile. "There is 'the Street of the
Brilliant Eye or 'the Thousand Bells'
a dozen others far more suggestive
than this one." .
"The Jade Stone street for mine!"
said Granville emphatically.
Scott and Granville approached it
from the lower end, and once in the
shadow of the swinging signs, with
nothing save thick mud beneath their
feet, Granville's Interest waned. His
quest seemed an idiotic one, and he
marveled at , Scott's patience in ac
companying him. Nevertheless he tried
not to show his indifference and look
ed about for some means of obtaining
his information.
A carver in ivory and jade peered
out from his niche fn the wall, and
Granville stopped abruptly. "Will you
act as my interpreter, Neal? I'll ques
tion this old duffer. - He's the oldest
Chinaman I ever saw."
The Jade cutter's wheel had ceased
its whirring revolutions, and the old
man watched the Americans from his
twilight niche as some brazen god in
its shrine might have done. There
was the same impassivity of counte
nance. Even the eyes, like bits' of
polished jet, were motionless.
Then stillness fell upon the street.
Save for the shuffling of padded shoes
there was silence profound. Granville
cleared his throat noisily and then
started at the sound of his own voice.
He turned to his companion.
"You've made me as nervous as a'
witch, Neai," he complained. "Just
ask the old beggar why this is called
the Jade Stone street and get it over
with."
Scott put the question In the vernac
ular, and tbe yellow lips moved in an
swer. "Says he doesn't know; always been
called that." There was" a malicious
gleam fn Scott's blue eyes.
Granville stared resentfully at the
gleaming black eyes, so fathomless to
his probing question, and turned away.
With his movement the street seemed
to sink into a twilight obscurity, from
which shadowy forms melted as if by
magic and left the narrow pavements
untenanted. The sun had drawn be
hind a heavy black cloud, and a low
mutter of thunder vibrated the build
ings. "Where have they gone?" he ques
tioned, wondering.
Scott shrugged his broad shoulders.
"I'm afraid we'll find out in a min
ute," , he growled. "1 was a fool to
humor you, Granville, We're in a dev
il's mess."
"I don't understand now what it's all
about, Neal. What harm have we
done merely asking a few questions?"
Granville's voice took on an injured
tone.
"I told you it was foolhardy to med
dle in things that do not concern us.
We'll have to run the gantlet of some
thing, as we must do now!" Scott
spoke in a low tone, but his voice was
acute with restrained feeling.
"Run the gantlet!" echoed Granville
faintly.
The other pointed up the gray tun
nel of the street, where a patch of
lighter gray shone like a window in a
high wall.
"See that?" he asked.
"Yes."
"That's the end of the street, the top
of the wall. The gray spot is our goal
now. Give me your gun, Dick. I'll
understand when to give it back to
you, never fear! There! Follow me.
Run for your life toward that gray
square of light at the top of the wall.
Remember, there are a thousand yel
low faces behind doors and windows
and lurking in alleyways. Our safety
depends upon our speed! Ready go!"
Like arrows from the bow the two
men shot forward, Scott leading by a
bare twelve inches. Granville's face
was quite pale, and he tried not to see
the peering faces even as Scott had
described them. He heard long hiss
ing breaths, and strange shrill cries
broke behind him as he ran. They
passed through an empty street, yet as
they passed it was peopled behind
them with padding trit-trot of feet and
low cries and shrill cackles.
Scott's long, white clad form covered
the distance with amazing agility. To
Granville's tired eyes he seemed mere
ly a white streak which he must fol
low or be struck in the back. 1
Time and again, he felt that some
assassin hand hovered over him. yet
he dared not turn his head lest the
hand make the downward stroke.
He panted up the incline in Scott's
wake, with starting eyes glaring at the
gray patch of light growing larger
every moment. Behind him sharp
cries mingled with the pushing crowd.
Afterward he never heard that shrill
cry of the Chinese, "Hal yah!" with
out the same feeling of blind terror
that pursued him up the incline of tbe
Jade Stone street to the very parapet
of thS wall, where he fell breathless
beside his friend.
It was several moments before he
realized that they were safe ' at the
end of the street. Several white clad
forms trooped jajong the wall from the
river gate and. witting on the parapet,
stared inquisitively at -Granville.
"Feel better, old chap?" they asked
in chorus. ,
"Haven't got all my wind back," ad
mitted Granville dazedly. He wonder
ed vaguely why these chaps from the
club should have appeared at the very
moment when, the danger over, he
and Scott had reached a zone of safety
at the top of the bill. Their smiling
faces under white sun hats and the
genera) air of hilarity that prevailed
during the lighting of cigarettes seem
ed strangely out of place after his race
with death. He shuddered slightly
and turned to Scott.
That gentleman had joined the oth
ers on tbe wall and seemed more in
tent ' on the flight - of a carrion crow
drifting black against the gray clouds
than on the recent exciting events.
"Why is it called the Jade Stone
street, ; Granville?" snickered Beals
from the end of the row. i ' . '
Granville .stared, at first uncompre
hending and at last with growing
light. He got upon his feet and
scraped the mud from his white shoes,
"Was it a plant?" he demanded.
Their roars of laughter answered his
question.
He turned and looked down the
street and into the jostling, shifting
crowd. A shrill "hai yah" pierced the
air, and be felt the hair crinkle along
his forehead and turned back swiftly
to hide his agitation.' .., . '
"Initiation, I suppose." he grunted,
half angry, wholly relieved for the
moment.
Scott's mirthful face sobered, and he
reached out a hand and pulled Gran
ville down beside him. "We've , all
been through the mill, Dick,"' he ex
plained. "It's the only way tovteach
a newcomer to keep away from the
native city if he has any idea of pry
ing aroupd. We run the new chaps
through this street. So many of us
have run the gantlet that the natives
catch on In a minute when they see a
couple of us drawing near and one a
stranger. They lend themselves un
consciously to the little farce and dis
appear. But it might become a trag
edy at any moment if bad men from
any other street should be on hand,
say a few river pirates spending their
money in the city! As it is, the Jade
Stone street is the most peaceful thor
oughfare in Shanghai. The denizens
are harmless, industrious workmen,
oven as the old carver of jade whom
you questioned. But you know how
It feels to realize that a real Chinese
snob is at your heels, and it teaches
you how to keep out of danger.:' Would
you want to try it again, old man?"
After a long silence Granville spoke
one word. "Thanks," he said gruffly,
And they all understood.
PLANNED BY
A WIDOW
Bv M. QUAD '
Copyright. 1 1910. by Associated Lit
erary Press.
The widow HuDnewell bad been a
widow for, four years, and she hadn't
found much in life for her. She had
bad to split her owd wood, build her
own fires and milk her own cow. Ev
ery day she bad missed Mr. Hunne
well. and when night came and the
wind moaned and tbe rain fell and tbe
shingles blew off tbe roof she wept
and wished it were all over.
At length Professor Doty arrived in
the village. Not only that, but he ar
rived next door. He was a professor
of natural history in a college, and he
raine to the village for his vacation.
He was a man of sixty, tall and re
served and dignified. He gave every
one a feeling of awe. Mr. Hunnewell.
on tbe contrary, had been short and
fat and jolly, and people used to poke
him in the ribs and joke with him. It
was probably the contrast that caused
the widow to fall In love at first sight.
She leaned over the fence and intro
duced herself, and he approached and
talked to her. He bad found a tree
toad bidden in the bark of a1 locust
tree, and be was glad to talk to some
one about his find.
While the professor lectured the wid
ow fell deeper in love and kept ex
claiming: "Do tell!'' and "Oh, my soul!"
She was an interested listener. She
said she'd give anything to learn all
about toads and bugs and grasshoppers
and clams, and the professor was a
bit flattered. If the woman next door
had been a nice, loving woman she
would have invited the widow over to
make further acquaintance, but she
was a different person. She said that
widows had too much rope as it was
and that Mrs. Hunnewell was always
out of tea and coffee when a neighbor
wanted to borrow. And the professor
wasn't to be caught sight of so often
either.
However, when Providence gets Its
machinery once started there are gen
erally results. One night when the
wind didn't moan and the shingles
didn't rattle, but when It was moon
light and calm Instead, tbe widow was
awakened from her sleep by a bad
dream. She thought herself surround
ed by potato bugs and fighting for her
life. The dream made such an im
pression that she got out of bed and
looked ont of the window. There was
the explanation before her eyes. The
professor had climbed the fence and
was in her yard and down on hands
and knees In the grass. He had on so
few clothes that it was easy to guess
be had risen from his bed to look for
crickets. Not a word did tbe widow
'say. She just got. into bed and did
some thinking. That thinking resulted
in her sending for tbe village constable
next day and saying to him:
"Mr. Richards, If a widow living all
alone should have reason to believe
that her house was about to be broken
Into, what should she do?"
"You mean If she saw a man dodg
ing around in the yard?"
"Yes."
Weil, she might scream."
"Yes."
"Or she might throw something out
of the window at him."
' "Yes."- ' ' '
- "Or she might take her life and her
broomstick In band and rush out and
crack his skull." , , ,
I "I see."
"But if I .was that woman I'd bor
row, a shotgun, load it with salt and
fire on him from a window."
"And what would the salt do?" '.
"Keep him In bed for about a week.
If there is anybody spooking around
'your boose o nights I've got the gun
'and the salt, and you can protect your
self. The law will be on your side.
-Aim at bis legs and let 'er go."
The widew took a couple of hours to
think it over and then sent for the
gun. She was taught bow to fire it,
'and when' tbe sun went down that
'evening sbe felt that events were go
ing to happen before morning. What
Professor Doty was looking for the
'night before was crickets. Their songs
bad floated into bis open window at
midnight and awoke him. He bad
.climbed the fence into tbe next yard
'without a thought of trespass.' He
bad got down on bands and knees and
ipawed around, but the crickets had
evaded blm. . He would try again.
: If there bad been any bells in the
itown they would have been striking
II o'clock when the waiting, watching
'widow heard some one softly drop
from the fence, then come into sight
crawling over the grass. Sbe saw him
grab with this hand and tbe other and
i heard him chuckle. Then she pointed
'.the gun ou of the window and shut
her , eyes and fired. There was a
'whoop and a yell, and sbe rattled
downstairs to find tbe professor lying
on tbe grass. He bad been salted.
Nevermore would ne: be fresh again.
(Nevermore would be want any salt on
ibis potatoes., v
1. Of course the plan was to rush him
'into tbe house, call a doctor and keep
!hlm around for a week as an Invalid.
There would be romance in the salt
and gratitude for the soups prepared
for him, and those things might lead
on and on. They didn't, however. The
professor cussed; he swore; he wrig
gled; he said that any woman ywho
would shoot a barrel of salt Into an
'innocent man ought to be banged, and
as be made his way to the fence be
called back: '
"And my wife la coming here In the
morning to stay for two weeks. Wo
man, keep your old crickets and be
banged to your
A BRAVE GIRL
Her Terrible Experience While en
Smuggling Expedition.
This ta.j of heroism displayed by a
young woman engaged in smuggling
contraband goods over the Swiss-Italian
border comes from Geneva: i'MUe.
Poretti. aged eighteen, and her broth
er, aged twenty-three, left Swiss terri
tory to cross the Baldisco pass carry
ing contraband goods' into Italy. On
the summit they were overtaken by a
violent snowstorm and were soon in
deep snow. Tbe Porettis roped them
selves, the young umu leading. i They
lost their way. and . while attempting
to find tbe path -Poretti fell through
the snow into a crevasse into which he
nearly dragged bis sister. The girl,
however, planted her ice ax In the
snow and withstood the shock.
'Early the Dext morning several
smugglers crossing the pass from;
Swiss territory into Italian found the
young girl near the ordinary route tak
en by smugglers and recognized her at
once, as sbe belonged to a smuggler's
family and lived at Chlavenna. The
smugglers at once drew up the broth
er, but found that he had died during
the thirteen hours his sister had held
him by the rope. ..' He had received se
vere Injuries in the bend, and his body
was frozen. . ,-.
"The smugglers carried down the
brave girl, who was almost uncon
scious, as well as the dead body of her
brother, and notified the Poretti family
at Chlavenna.' On reaching the valley
the girl had recovered sufficiently from'
her terrible experience to explain that
she and ber brother bad spoken for
several hours after tbe accident and at
last he had said that be felt nothing
and wanted to sleep.
"A warm night followed the snow
storm', or two dead bodies would have
been found. Under the great strain
the rope bad cut through the girl's
clothes and her waist was bleeding
when . she : was rescued." Chicago
News. . . '
MISERY AIDING MISERY. I
The Helping Hand Among the Beach
' Comber of Marseilles.
Harry A.' Franck in "A Vagabond
Journey Around the World" writes of
tbe trying times when he was a beach
comber in Marseilles: "Long, hungry
days passed, days in which 1 could
scarcely withstand the temptation to
carry my kodak to the mont de plete
(pawnshop) just off tbe sailors' square.
Among the beach combers there were
daily some wbo gained a few francs by
an odd job. by the sale of an extra
garment or by 'grafting.' pure and
simple. When his hand closed on a -bit
of money the stranded fellow may
have been weak with fasting, yet this
first thought was not to gorge himself,
bnt to share his fortune with his com
panions under hatches. In those bleak
November days many a man ranked a
worthless outcast' by his more fortu
nate fellow beings tolled all day at tbe
coal wharfs of Marseilles and tramped
back, cold and hungry, to the Place
Victor Gelu to divide bis earnings with
other famished mlserables whom be
had not known a week before.
"More than one man sold the only
shirt he owned to feed a new arrival
who was an absolute stranger to alL
These men won no praise for their
benefactions. They expected none and
wonld have opened their eys in wonder
If they had been told that their actions
were worthy of praise. The stranded
band grew to be a; corporate body. By '
a job here and there I contributed my
share to the common fund, and be?'
tween us we fougbt off gaunt starva
tion.; .. ;. .
"In a dirty alley just off the place
was an inn kept by a Greek in which,
one could sleep on tbe floor at 3 sous -or
in a cot at 6, and every evening a
band of ragged mortals might have
been seen dividing the earnings of
some of them into three sou lots as
they made their way toward L' Au
berge chez le Grec.' "
Hal ley's Achievements. -
, Edmund Halley , was a very great
man. He was not only the first to pre
dict correctly tbe return of a comet,
that which is now known by bis name,
but also before Newton had announc
ed his results to any one arrived at
tbe conclusion that tbe attraction of
gravitation probably varied inversely
as the square of the distance. While
these and other Important achieve
ments of his are well known It seems
to have been forgotten that Halley de
vised a method of determining the age
of the ' ocean from chemical denuda
tion. Dr. G. F. Becker in Science.
Tommy Knew.
Teacher (addressing class) A philan
thropist is a person Who exerts blm- ,
self to do good to his fellow men..
Now, if I were wealthy, children, and
gave money freely to all needy and un
fortunates who asked my aid I'd be a
She broke off abruptly to point at a
boy in the class.
"What would I be. Tommy?" she
asked.
"A cinch!" shouted Tommy. Ex
change. !
The Cure.
He There Is a certain young lady
deeply interested in me, and while I
like her, you know, still I never could
love her. I want to put an end to It
without breaking the poor girl's heart.
Can you suggest any plan? ,
She Do you call there often?
He No, indeed; not any oftener than
I can possibly help.
She Call oftener.
What Did He Mean?
Mrs. Benham Death is the debt we
owe to nature. Benham Nature does
not send out her bills often enough.
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