IN CONSTANT FLOW SAMOAN VOLCANO POURS LAVA INTO OCEAN. Only Four years Old, But It Is Easily the Tita»* of Them All—New Coast Line Is Being Created. In the island of Savaii, in the Sa moan group, during an August night in the year 1905 there arose from ihe midst of a "peaceful cocoa plantation a volcano that in four years of its still ceaseless activity has sent forth more molten lava than has any vol cano of which there is record. To-day this flow of lava, in some places 700 feet in depth, is filling up the sea along a frontage of more than seven miles, has destroyed about 50 villages and as many square miles of what Was once the most productive area iji all Samoa, l-'rom Apia, about ; 60 miles away on the island of Upolo, it is sometimes possible to read at night by the glare of the Savaiian vol cano, whose twin pillars of vapor by day become columns of red. Above the ever seething lake of fire 1 witliih the crater hangs a great crim son cloud, while tight miles distant from the volcanic cone appears a less er cloud, sometimes divided into many columns of apparent fire. It fS hut the steam arising from the sea, col ored by the red glowing lava that pours a Niagara of fire over the cliffs that the ceaseless torrent of molten rock builds higher and higher every day. The ocean steamers touching at Apia pass within close hailing dis tance of this dramatic spectacle. Scientists who have seen the most recent How say that every mlnutd 300,000 tons of lava How over the lower rim of the crater; and this not resembling in any way the other la va, but like molten iron spreads over the old field and beyond until at the sea there is a Niagara of fire full ten miles in width. As this molten lava falls into the ocean, says Harper's Weekly, it turns to a fine black sand and sinks, and so a new coast line is being built up in water 300 to 400 l'cet deep. This moving molten lake advances at the rate of four miles an hour. As it pours itself into the sea columns of water are raised in steam to incal culable heights, and this, descending in a fine rain of brine, destroys vege tation and corrodes the galvanized iron roofings of churches and trading stations for miles around. As the torrents of boiling lava break against the basalt cliffs or hum mocks left by the old flow cliffs are melted by the heat, hummocks disin tegrated and carried forward by the flow to be hurled" into the sea, where they explode like Titanic bombs, and this is taking place every moment along an ever w idt ning sea front of ten rfliies at least. For more than a mile out in the ocean the water boils, and from the crater still flows a steady stream of lava greater, it is said, than man has ever seen in the past issue from any volcano of which there, is record. Never once since that night four years ago, when this volcano was born In a peaceful valley, has it re mained for a moment quiescent. Mocking Birds in Massachusetts. The coming of a mocking bird to Massachusetts is so rare that even those who have made a study of birds , are apt to be puzzled by the unfamil iar visitor. To such persons it will be of interest to learn that a pair of mock ing birds are making Duxbury their summer home this year. They were first noticed several weeks ago, when they made themselves at home about a house in the southern part of the town. The beauty of their songs brought neighbors to watch them. lU| a few days they left the place, hav-: ing apparently found more to their lik ing a swamp near by at the bottom of an apple orchard. Two enterprising nature students spent an afternoon under these trees, and they were rev vded by abundant opportunities for observing the birds which lett no doubt as lo tne;r iden tity. Their nest is probably in the thicket of the swamp, but no one wants to risk disturbing them by hunting for it. They have improved their visit to the north by increasing their reper toire and have added imitations of several northern birds to the long list! of songs they already had.—Boston Globe. Unprejudiced. Mike McGinnis was being examined for jury duty in a murder trial. “Mr. McGinnis,'' asketh the judge, “have you formed or expressed an opinion aa to the guilt or innocence of the prisoner at the bar?” “No, sir,” replied Mike. “Il^ve you any concientious scru ples against capital punishment?” “Not in this case, your honor," Mike replied.—Success. No Rest There, Encle Ebon—If ye ever visit New York and git tired walkin’ around th’ city, don’t ye go into th’ stock ex . htinge to rest! Aunt Martha—Why not? Ernie Ebon—Graciousaakos! there they charge $40,000 for a seat! — Judge. His Ambition. "fterty, what are you going to be when you grow up?'’ asked the min ister. A milkman," said Tommy, prompt .v. "so's I can go round in the morn .ng making all the noise I want.”— Buffalo Express. RIGHTS TO TERM DISPUTED Mexican Herald Ridicules Appellation of ‘‘Christian Nations" to the Pow ers of the World, A contemporary indulges in rash speculations respecting the benefits to lecrue to the Ottoman empire when It shall be partitioned among the '‘Christian nations of Europe,” re marks the Mexican llerald. One fails to recognize any modem nation which the designation fits. Really Christian nations would not be armed to the teeth, as it were, and spend half their revenues In prepara tions for war. "Never since Chris tianity came," says a recent writer, "has there been a time when the course of nations was so marked by \iolenee and the power of aggression. Opportunity and strength are recog nized as the sole guides for interna tional behavior. The most solemn pledges are set aside without question and the rupture of treaties is accept ed almost without protest when the power that breaks the treaty is strong enough in itself or its allies to secure the fruits of its violence by threats of war. 'Blessed are the peace makers,’ we are told; but if one great power claims that blessing for the ac tion of a fortnight ago, it must be with a sardonic smile. When a man stops a quarrel by presenting a pistol at the head of the injured party, he may be described as a peacemaker of a kind, hut it is a peculiar kind, not coming, we think, within the meaning of the blessing.” The guiding principles of modern nations are not those of Christ, but rather those of Nietzcho, the teacher of the right of might and the glorifier of brute force, who counsels the trampling down remorselessly of the weak. The press of the world dally tells of the bitter hostility of the great nations and speculations as to the future of aerial navigation revolve around the employment of airships as agents of destruction. The most ad vanced nations of the world are at this moment concentrating seven teuths of their energies upon the means of fighting each other, in a war which, when it conies, will shake the world and give the yellow race its chance to win new' ground at the ex pense of white civilization. * Frog Industry in France. It is in France that the frog was first generally used for food, and it is in that country that the industry of frog farming has been most largely de veloped. The green frog exists abun dantly throughout France wherever there are marshes, ponds or sedgy mar- I gins of rivers or bays that contain fresh or slightly brackish water. The best outfit for frog raising is one or more shallow ponds or reser voirs filled with grasses and other wa ter plants, It should be so situated that the water can be partially drawn off so as to facilitate the labor of catching. If, as is often tiie case, the pond already abounds in frogs, they are 'simply protected and left for a year or two to propagate. If food does not prove abundant the owner throws in live earthworms, as the frog is a carnivorous animal and prefers the food, whether worms, larvae or insects, fresh and in normal, living condition. If no frogs exist in the water they are planted either living or in the form of eggs, which hatch when the water be comes warm in April.—Popular Me chanics, White Uniforms Net Popular. White naval uniforms, when clean, arc very effective, but are not popular. Every man in white on (leek is ex posed as a conspicuous bullseye to any guerilla marksman skulking through the brush or sneaking over the water surfaces of a hostile coun try. During the Filipino insurrection this visual exhibit was apreciably noticeable aboard the gunboats which patrolled the coasts within rifle shot of the beach. No sooner did a light mark show above deck than the thud of a bullet against the side of the ship or the hiss of a miss as it whizzed away into space showed that a game of “I spy" was on Then, too, on a balmy day a stillly starched soldier looks cuui uliti to all but 1.i' ' f, though starched clothes are endurable in mild weather. Rut let the thermal conditions change to a sultry humid ity: result, (he white and starched stiffness wilts like ? dishrag, perspira tion damps tlie linen which clings to the sweltering frame, bizarre creases streak the soggy trousers if one dares to sit down.—Army and Navy Journal. Truth of This Not Vouched For. In an illustrated description of the game of tennis "Simplicissiimis" says: “Like all good things, lawn ten nis is of English origin. Marie Stu art, while a prisoner, was compelled to beat carpets which were hung over a rail. Not contented with this hu miliation, her sister, Queen Elizabeth, once threw a dead mouse at the un fortunate Marie while the lattef was beating carpets. The little defunct rodent was caught on Marie’s flail and sent back over the rail, and was re turned to her by means of a flail in the hands of Elizabeth, and thus the game of tennis originated. Further on in the same same description it is said: "Two sets are formed, and while these flirt at the edge of the court others s: and near the net and make efforts to speak English." Womanlike. Madge—You must have managed to console the poor girl, for she stopped crying. v Marjorie—That wasn’t I he reason. She stopped when she found that she hadn't another handkerchief."— Puck. EZRA, THE DREAMER SO CHARACTERIZED BY HIS WIFE, AND HE ADMITS IT. But He Will Yet Get Her the Many Fine Things He Had Promised, and the Ne^ Hat Right Away. "Ezra,” said Mrs. Hilltops, “when can 1 have the money for a new haf?” “Well, Elizabeth," Mrs. Hilltops re plied, cheerfully, "1 couldn't give it to you just now, but 1 can let you have it next week.” "Next week!” said Mrs. Hilltops, echoing the words but giving them a somewhat different twist, saying them not bitterly not sarcastically, but in a sort of sighing, weary tone. Hite continued; "Ezra, do you know that you have been Baying next weak to mo ever since we were married, so-and-so many years ago?”—Mrs. Hilltops mentioned the number, but it isn't necessary to go into till these minor details here— "and that next week lias never come? You were going to get me horses and a carriage; yes, sir, I was going to have a carriage, sure, and a fine house and beautiful clothes. You were go ing to make me happy, you said, and give me everything that heart could wish. "Where, Ezra,” Mrs. Hilltops went on. smiling herself now as she re called the catalogue of luxuries which when they were married brave Ezra was going to give her, but which lie bad never given, "where are those things that 1 was so surely going to have'.’ Have I horses and a carriage? A line house? Heautiful clothes? Have I any of the splendid things you promised me, that you were going to give me? "lias it not always been next week, next week, that the.,a things were go ing to come, but have they ever come?” And again Mi s. Hilltops smiled down upon him as she thought to her self: "Horses? Carriages? A tine house? Heautiful clothes? Why, I'm having a hard time getting money enough to buy a new hat!” "Well, Elizabeth." said Mr. Hilltops, and he was smiling, too. "1 haven’t given you all those tilings that I was going to give you, that 1 wanted to give you, and that 1 surely expected I would be able to give you, that is true; but you see things didn't turn out exactly as J expected they would. "I didn’t earn as much as I expect ed to, tor one tiling: and then, with all your economy, my dear, it always cost us more to live than we had expected; and then the children came; and so all the time it cost us more; and per haps 1 didn’t save as 1 should have done, and so 1 couldn’t give you so many things that I would have liked io give. "1 have not put off getting these tilings because I wanted to, but be cause 1 had to. You know I would have given you everything I promised you if 1 could, don’t you? And we lisye, .b.eon very happy, haven’t we? And 1 am going to get you all those things yet!” "Ezra, you're a dreamer!" said Mrs, Hilltops, smiling still, and looking down upon him kindly, as a^matter of 'fact, very kindly, "just a dreamer.” Then Mr. Hilltops got up and started for the office, thinking to him self that perhaps he was a dreamer, perhaps lie had been too much of a dreamer; but lie had had few night mares in life, liis had been mostly pleasant dreams; and then lie reflected seriously that lie certainly must find the money for Mrs. Hilltop's new hat next week. ■ Criticism Repaid Author. Rjornsen, the great Norwegian writer, who leporied to be serious ly ill, once Told an interviewer that wlien tiis first book was published nol one of his friends could be prevailed upon to read it. At length a fellow student, whose opinion the young au thor valued highly, was persuaded tc attack the book on being promised s bottle of punch. In fulfillment of this ire, he climh-.-l one afternoon up to ISjornsen'p attic, filled a long pipe, undressed to lii« singlet, for it was v