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i ' : : . 1 ; . E announce with a great deal of pleasure
; : ; ; r ! , ! : : + " . . a serial that Is somewhat exceptional , even
_ Ii IJ + ( , ' , . ' , . in these days of active fiction. It is a story
j ' ! 'i\ I. \ I \ ' ' of unusual power , of wonderful pathos and
! ; i4 ! 1 ' I ( ) k yet dealing with practical , every-day life In
l , a --'ay that stirs the . soul and teaches a
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j I t I _ ,3 The story begins with a description of
J , ' I Ip . _ the home and life of David Corson , a young
IN r 1 : 'i ' Quaker , whose career has been so peaceful
I and uneventful that when a traveling mountebank and his
, I , : , , , beautiful assistant ; Pepeeta , visit the town , the glare and
i i glamour of tinsel and excitement lead David to turn his
_ . I t back on the old life and plunge Into the wide world he
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i i . tad only read about previou ly . David is' entranced by
' ! the beauty of the peerless girL He Is led Into a mad
i whirl of pleasure by the mountebank. Finally , he Induces
I i Pepeeta to desert her husband and flee with him ! + A
ll I rivivalist brings David back to a sense of his misspent life
j It Is a marvelous life study. Everybody should read it.
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. CHAPTER I.
' Hidden away in this worn and care-
encumbered world are spots so quiet
and beautiful as to make the fall of
k
t man seem incredible , and awaken in
the breast of the weary traveler who
comes suddenly upon them , a vague
t and dear delusion that he has stum-
bled Into Paradise.
' Such an Eden existed in the extreme
' , western part of Ohio in the spring of
: 1849. It was a valley surrounded by
i ! I wooded hills and threaded by a noisy
, I brook which hastily made its way , as
If upon some errand of immense im-
portance , down to the big Miami not
( many miles distant A road cut
through a vast and solemn forest led
Into the valley , and entering as if by
/ a corridor and through the open portal
I of a temple , the traveler saw a white
I arm-house nestling beneath a mighty
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f . ' hackberry tree whose wide-reaching
; arms sheltered it from summer sun
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I I and winter wind. A deep , wide lawn
! of bluegrass lay in front , and a garden
[ of flowers , fragrant and brilliant , on
Its southern side. Stretching away in-
\ to the background was the farm newly
carved out of the wilderness , but al-
ready in a high state of cultivation.
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In this lovely valley , at the close of
& long , odorous , sun-drenched ! day in
early May , the sacred silence was bro-
ken by a raucous blast from that most
unmusical of instruments , a tin dinner I
horn. It was blown by a bare-legged
country boy who seemed to take de-
light in. this profanation. By his side ,
? , . in the vine-clad porch of the white
f I farm-house stood a woman who shad-
ed her eyes with her hand as she look-
ed toward a vague object in a distant
meadow. She was no longer young. As
, I the light of the setting sun fell full
E , upon her face it seemed almost trans-
parent , and even the unobserving must
liave perceived that some deep experi-
ence of the sadness of life had added
to her character an indescribable
f charm.
t , "Thee will have to go and call him ,
I Stephen , for I think he has fallen into
i another trance , " the woman said , in a
low voice in which there was not a
trace of impatience.
The child threw down his dinner
horn , whistled to his dog and started.
C Springing up from where he had been
watching every expression of his mas-
+ ter's face , the shaggy collie bounded
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! around him as he moved across the
lawn , while the woman watched them
j with a proud and happy smile.
Unutterable and incomprehensible
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I I , emotions were awakened in the soul
1s 1 of the boy by the stillness' and beauty
of the evening world. His senses were
E I not yet dulled nor his feelings jaded.
i : Through every avenue of his intelli-
! gence the mystery of the universe
- siole Into his sensitive spirit. If a
: breeze blew across the meadow ho I
! turned his cheek to its kiss ; if the I
I -odor of spearmint from the brookside i
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I was wafted around him he breathed
I I It Into his nostrils with delight. He
saw the shadow of a crow flying across
I the field and stopped to look up and
listen for the swish of her wings and
' I her loud , hoarse caw , as she made her
, way to the nesting grounds ; then he
gazed beyond her , into the fathomless
depths of the blue sky , and his soul
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was stirred with an indescribable awe.
But it was not so much the objects
; themselves as the spirit pervading
, + i them , which stirred the depths of the
child's mind. The little pantheist saw
God everywhere. We bestow the gift
i feel- +
Ings which that language serves only
E to Interpret and express exist and glow
within him even if he be dumb. And
this gift of language is often of ques-
' tionable value , and had been so with
i him. All that he felt , filled him with
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love. To him the valley was heaven
and through it invisibly but unmI tak-
I ably God walked , morning , noon and
evening. .
To the child ! sauntering dreamily and
wistfully along , the object dimly seen
from the farm-house door began grad-
; ually to dissolve itself Into a group of
p living beings. Two horses were at-
tached to a plow ; one standing in the
lush.grass of the meadow , and ; the oth-
\ across Its
furrow traced
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urface. The plowshare was burled
, deep In the rich , alluvial soil , and a
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like a petrified sea billow , crested with
a cluster of daisies white as the foam
of a wave.
Between the handles of the plow and
leaning on the crossbar , his back tc
the horses , stood a young : Quaker. His
broad-brimmed hat , set carelessly on
the back of his head , disclosed a wide ,
high forehead ; his flannel shirt , open
at the throat , exposed a strong , colum-
nar neck , and a deep , broad chest ; his
sunburned and muscular arms were
folded across his breast ; figure and
posture revealed the perfect concord
of body and soul with the beauty of
the world ; his great blue eyes were
fixed upon the notch in the hills where
the sun had just disappeared ; he gazed
without seeing and felt without think-
ing.
ing.The '
The boy approached this statuesque
figure with a stealthy tread , and pluck-
ing a long spear of grass tickled the
bronzed neck. The hand of the plow-
man moved automatically upward as
if to brush away a fly , and at this un-
conscious action the child , seized by
a convulsion of laughter and fearing
lest It explode , stuffed his fists into
his mouth. In the opinion of this ir-
reverent young skeptic his Uncle Dave
was in a "tantrum" instead of a
"trance , " and he thought such a dis
ease demanded heroic treatment.
For several years this Quaker youth
David Corson , had been the subject of
remarkable emotional 'experiences , in
explanation of which the rude wits of
the village declared that he had been
moon-struck ; the young girls who
adored his beauty thought he was in
love , and the venerable fathers and
mothers of this religious community
believed that In him the scriptural
prophecy , "Your young men shall see
visions , " had been literally fulfilled.
David Corson himself accepted the last
explanation with unquestioning faith.
The life of this young man had been
pure and uneventful. Existence in
this frontier region , once full of the
tragedy of Indian warfare , had been
gradually softened by peace and relig-
ion. In such a sequestered region
books and papers were scarce and he
had access 'only to a few volumes writ-
ten by quietists and mystics , and to
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that great mine of sacred literature ,
the Holy Bible. The seeds of knowl-
edge sown by these books in the rich
soil of this young heart were fertil-
ized by the society of noble men , vir-
tuous women , and natural surround-
ings of exquisite beauty.
None of these reflections disturbed
the mind of the barefooted boy. Hav-
ing suppressed his laughter , he tickled
the sunburnt neck again. Once more
the hand rose automatically , and once
more the boy was almost strangled
with delight The dreamer was hard
to awaken , but his tormentor had not
yet exhausted his resources. No gen-
uine boy is ever without that funda-
mental necessity of childhood , a pin ,
and finding one somewhere about his
clothing , he thrust it into the leg of
the plowman. The sudden sting
brought the soaring saint from heaven
to earth. In an instant the mystic
was a man , and a strong one , too. Ho
seized the unsanctified young repro-
bate with one hand and hoisted him at
arm's length above his head.
"Oh , Uncle Dave , I'll never do it
again ! Never ! Never ! Let me down. "
Still holding him aloft as a hunter
would hold a falcon , the reincarnated
"spirit" laughed long , loud and mer-
rily , the echoes of his laughter ringing
up the valley like a peal from a chime
of bells. The child's fear was needless ,
for the heart and hands that dealt with
him were as gentle as a woman's. The
youth , resembling some old Norse god
as he stood there in the gathering
gloom , lowered the child slowly , and
printing a kiss on his cheek , said :
"Thee little pest , thee has no rever-
ence ! Thee should never disturb a
child at his play , a , bird on his nest
nor a man at his prayers. "
"But thee was not praying , Uncle
Dave , " the boy replied. "Thee was
only In another of thy tantrums. The
supper has grown cold , the horses are
tired : and Shep and I have walked a
mile to call thee. Grandmother said
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thee : ha'd a trance. .
baa seen In thy visions , Uncle Dave ? "
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mystic softly , falling again Into tne
mood from which 'he had been so rude
ly awakened.
"Angels ! " scoffed the young mate
rialist "If thee was thinking of anji
angel at all , I will bet thee it was Dor
othy Fraser.
"Tush , child , do not be silly , " replied
the convicted culprit For it was easiei ,
than he would care to admit to mingle
visions of beauty with those of holi
ness.
"I am not silly. Thee would not dars
say thee was not thinking of her. She
thinks of thee. "
"How does thee know : ? "
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"Because she gives me bread :
Jam if I so much as mention thy na 12.
Uncle Dave , was it really up this ve - = r
valley that Mad Anthony Wayne
marched with his brave soldiers ? "
"This very valley. "
"I wish I could have been with him. "
"It is an evil wish. Thee is a child
of peace. Thy father and thy father's
fathers have denied the right of men
to war. Thee ought to be like them ,
and love the things that make for
peace. "
"Well , if I can not wish for war , I
will wish that a runaway slave would
dash up this valley with a pack of
bloodhounds at his heels. Oh , Uncle
Dave , tell me that story about thy hid-
ing [ a negro in the haystack , and chok-
ing the bloodhounds with thine own
hands. "
"I have told thee a hundred times.
"But I want to hear it again. "
"Use thy memory and thy imagina-
tion. "
The child , bounding forward , the
tired procession entered the barnyard.
The plowman fed his horses , and stop-
ped to listen for a moment to their
deep-drawn sighs of contentment , and
to the musical grinding of the oats in
their teeth. His imaginative mind read
his own thoughts into everything , and
he believed that he could distinguish in
these inarticulate sounds the words ,
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"Good-night Good-night"
"Good-night , " he said , and stroking
their : great flanks with his kind hand ,
left them to their well-earned repose.
On his way to the house he stopped to
bathe his face in the waters of a
spring brook .that ran across the yard ,
and then entered the kitchen where
supper was spread.
"Thee is late , " said the woman who
bad watched and waited , her fine face
radiant with a smile of love and wel-
come.
"Forgive me , mother , " he replied. "I
have had another vision. "
"I thought as much. Thee must re-
member what thee has seen , my son , "
she ; said , "for all that thee beholds
with the outer eye shall pass away ,
while what thee sees with the inner
jye ; abides forever. And had thee a
nssage , too ? "
"It was delivered to me that on the
holy Sabbath day I should go to the
' and preach
amp : in Baxter's clearing
to the lumbermen.
"Then thee must go , jny son. "
"I will , " he answered , taking her
hand affectionately , but with Quaker
restraint , and leading her to the table. .
The family , consisting of the mother ,
in adopted daughter Dorothea , the
laughter's husband Jacob and son
Stephen , sat down to a simple but
aountiful supper , during which and
ate into the evening the young mys-
tic : pondered the vision which he be-
leved himself to have seen , and the
nessage which he believed himslf to
lave heard. In his musings there was
lot a tremor or a doubt ; he would
lave as soon questioned the reality of
he : old farm-house and the faces of
he ; family gathered about the table.
Ele was a credulous and unsophisti-
cated youth , dwelling in a realm of
.magination rather than in a world of
reality and law. He had much to learn.
Sis education was about to begin , and
to : begin as does all true and effective
iducation , In a spiritual temptation.
The Ghebers say that when their great
prophet Ahriman was thrown into the
Ire [ by the order of Nimrod , the flames
nto which he fell turned into a bed of
'oses ' , upon which he peacefully re-
lined. This Innocent Quaker youth
lad been reclining upon a bed of roses
which now began to turn into a couclj
of flames.
( To be continued. )
Telling : Cocoa from Chocolate.
The consumer often wonders what
-is the difference between cocoa and
tfiocolate. Both are manufactured
rom the identical bean , but In cocoa
he ; butter has been extracted and
rhocolate has other substances mixed
vith it. Cocoa is thus more easily di-
gested , but not so rich and alluring.
rhe butter when extracted is sold to
Iruggists for various purposes , chiefly
hat ; of a skin-food.
The first process in the manufacture
of > chocolate or cocoa is cracking the
) ean , which is done by machinery and
dr. The blast of air blows the shells
out > , as they are lighter than the meat ,
ind thus , after cracking , the separa-
ion ; of the fragile shell from the nutri-
ive ; nut is absolute.
The bean is roasted and ground into
a paste by hot machinery. This is the
inly "cooking" the chocolate gets.
At this point the differentiation
akes ; : place between cocoa and choco-
ate. The latter consists of cocoa-
neat , vanilla and sugar. Various ma-
shines ( steam-power , not electric )
srush up the vanilla bean with the
socoa bean and sugar.
Chinese Graduate at West Point.
Among those who this year receive
liplomas of graduation at West Point
Military Academy are two Chinese
'ouths - the first of their race to win
he honor.
During their four years' course they
nastered English , Spanish and
i'rench in addition to the ordinary
ailitary and educational courses. The
roung men entered the academy
hrough a special arrangement with
lie government , their home govern
aent paying all expenses.
During the year 1908 no fewer than
,254 different books were published
in the United States. This number is
166 less than during the preceding
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THE BLACK EA17D.
MORE systematic method in crime , a
broader organization , have been revealed
A in the Black Hand than police authorities
have ever before been ready to believe.
The type of criminal who employs the
l v. ' Black Hand ways , in spite of the terror
he is enabled to create , is of a low order.
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His intelligence is often seemingly more bestial than i
human. The discipline of a large band of workers , the
secrecy necessary , and , above all , the division of spoils
-these call for an understanding and a singleness of
purpose that the ordinary Sicilian and Calabrian rogue
does not possess.
Because of the recent revelations the alarming sug-
gestion has been made that native American criminals ,
confidence men and cracksmen of superior wit and re-
sourcefulness have entered the field. This would ac-
count for the organization discovered. It would explain
the apparent subservience to a leading Intelligence and
It would satisfy questions the police ask as to the ex-
istence of a central fund and a working arrangement
common to several sections : : of the country. The Ameri-
can criminals would naturally hide themselves under
aliases of Italian'names , and , too , they would have all
arrangements so that the foreigners and not themselves
should suffer in case of discovery.
The Black Hand is probably no worse than other
forms of blackmail ecept : in so far that it causes a
greater fear among its victims and a more general un-
easiness among the police. The methods used in the at-
tempt to break it up have proved of little avail. A
penalty as severe as that for kidnaping might tend to
crush it. It is worth trying.-Toledo Blade.
MRS. THA\ T'S BOOK.
RS. THAW , the mother of Harry Thaw ,
' has written and published a book in
.1 . which she makes a bitter attack upon
. those whose duty it is to administer jus
tice in the courts of New York. She
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' , makes District Attorney Jerome an es-
pecial target , declaring that he has gone' '
outside of his jurisdiction several times to persecute
her son. The public will hardly be led to take any
different view of the Thaw case by the publication of
this book than it already entertains. It will , however ,
be disposed toward charity and excuse the foolish ful-
mination upon the ground that it is the case of a
mother fighting for her son.
Money was thegreatest curse which ever fell upon
the Thaw family. If the mother had taken a different
course when her'son was young ; if she had limited
the amouunt of his spending money , and if she had
insisted that he be put to work when not in school ,
the later years of her life might not have been clouded
with this great sorrow. Because the Thaw family was
rolling in wealth , it was considered ridiculous that
Harry should be other than a gentleman of leisure.
There was never a more tragic illustration of sowing
the wind and reaping the whirlwind. To-day he is a
a
Chester bustled in with an air of
great importance. Taking off his hat
he reached up and hung it on its hook
instead of giving It the careless twirl
by means of which it customarily at-
tained that position.
"Say , Dave , " he began , "there's , a
' ' and we bet-
new kid comin' to-day
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"Well , dontt I know it ? " interrupted
David. "Think you're . tellin' me a
secret
"Aw , g'wan ! " exclaimed Chester.
"You never knew a thing about it tHl
I just told you. "
"I did , too , " retorted David. He add-
ed , chuckling : "You kin learn a lot if
you git down early enough. "
"Well , anyhow , " pursued Chester ,
"It's a good thing for the boss that
he made up his mind to get in anoth-
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er helper. I tell you I wasn't goin'
to stand for it much longer. It's , a
fright , the way we had to work and .
me havin' 'so much responsibility an'
all. Just between me and you I was
ngurin' on lookin' for another - "
Chester's voice died away as the
office manager appeared with a red-
haired boy in tow.
"Good morning , boys , " said the
manager. "I've brought you an as-
sistant. This is- " He turned in-
quiringly to the red-paired : boy.
"John Fitzgerald , sir , " supplied the
youth , promptly.
"Well , John , hang up your hat and
the boys will tell you about the
work. " The manager walked away.
"Well , John , " began Chester , taking
possession of the floor with an imi-
tation of the manager's manner , "I
might as well begin to put you wise
to the job. There's a lot to learn In
this department. We have to copy
all the letters and index the letter-
books and sort out the mail , and an
swer the switchboard and run the
buzzer calls and chase out on er-
rands. I gen'lly run the switchboard
myself becuz Mr. Selden's awful par-
ticular 'bout the phone calls , and I
guess David better do most of the
indexin1 and copyin' for awhile and
you kin run the errands and answer
buzzers at first , till you get kinder
used to the work. : "
A whirring of the switchboard
drew , Chester's attention aside for a
moment. The new kid thereupon
winked an impudent green eye at
David , who responded by half-closing
a round blue orb.
"Well , " resumed Chester , turning
again to the new kid , "let me see-
Ob yes. They're awlul particular
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prison on
puni'neat. : . He has escaped
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made so
had too members or his family , that he has
chair. However , the 1
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good an escape from the
family is turning heaven and earth in an effort to t
that
is hardly conceivable
have him proven sane. It
the courts of New York will permit so great travesty
in the name of justice. Meanwhile Mrs. Thaw's book , .
will take its place among the curiosities of American
literature. - Des Moines Capital. i t1 f
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HARD TIMES AND MATRIMONY. . " - - -
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HERE is probably not more than a frac-
tion of 1 per cent of truth in that un-
T . pleasant old proverb , "When poverty comes
in at the door love flies out of the win- ,
' dcw , " but it is not to be denied that when '
( [ . . ! g poverty is the first to take possession , poor
love has to sit on the doorstep and wait.
All through the year : 1908 the little god has been shiver 4
ing outside many homes where he had every expectation
of spending a cozy and perfectly delightful twelve +
month. And during the year of hard times marriages
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fell off 20 per cent.
In Manhattan Borough alone nearly 20,000 persons
are going 'about in single blessedness-or otherwise , as
they take It - who ought , from the statistician's point
of view , to have been married last year.
The statistician takes a cold-blooded view of it , mere-
ly marking it dcwn as an interesting fact to be "footed
up" with other interesting facts. He hasn't a word to
say about love's young dream , and hope deferred , and .
all the furtive tears for which those 10,000 non-existent
marriages are responsible. You can't make averages
' and a.
of such things as a young man's disappointment
nice girl's heartache.
The results of hard times are always , first of all ,
fewer diamonds imported and fewer marriages record-
ed. Jewels and matrimony go hand in hand , as indica-
tions of a rising or falling in the barometer of pros-
perity.-New York Times.
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WHY CORRUPT THE CLOCKS ?
LL the advantages derived from the Cin
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A measures proposed elsewhere , could be ob " -
tained without making liars of the town ' . .
$ f ; clock and all other public and private 4 .
; timepieces. The principal advantage \t- :
sought is an increase in the number of '
daylight hours available for recreation.
In the summer time , when the evenings are long , it
is proposed to "knock off" an hour earlier than is now
the custom , and so that this should not disorganize In-
dustry by reducing the number of working hours In
shops and factories it would be necessary to begin work
earlier in the morning. But why should the clocksbe > <
set an hour ahead ? Cannot workingmen be made to ' .
acquire the habit of early rising ( an excellently good
habit in the hot season ) without making prevaricators
of our clocks-Philadelphia Record. ,
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of departments 'round here , too , so
when you speak to me you'd better
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just call me 'sir.
Chester paused reflectively. The
new kid , leaning against a table ,
crossed his knees , thrust his hands
into his pockets and regarded Chester
between partly shut eyelids.
"Aw , fade away , kid , " he remarKec ,
languidly. "Don't . you try to work
any of your answer-the-buzzer-till-you-
. I in-
get-on-to-the-job games on me.
dexed more books and copied more
letters than you ever seen in your
life , and I kin run any old kind of a
switchboard that ever was put In. "
He drew one hand from his pocket
and leveled a forefinger at Chester.
"And , look here , " he said , "you better
not come round me with any of your
fresh talk 'bout me callin' you 'sir , '
unless you want to get pasted one in
the lamp. I ain't lookin' fer no scrap ,
but if they's goin' to be one it ain't
me they'll be carryin' out feet first
when it's all over. See ! "
He straightened up * in a leisurely
manner , strolled over to the switch-
board where Chester sat and gazed
calmly down upon the enraged , but
speechless youth.
"Now , " he observed , "if you're
through throwin' bokays at yerself ,
an' one o' yoa kids'll put me wise to
where you keep things In this little
old joint and who belongs to the buz-
zers , I'll get to work. " - Chicago Daily
News.
TERRAPIN AND FROG FARM.
Scheme to Raise Delicacies on Long :
Island for New York : Market.
There Is an industry out on Long
Island which Is yet in the very earliest i
stages of infancy and about which its
sponsors are exceedingly reticent. It
is the rearing and marketing of terra
pin and frogs , strictly according to
the rules and regulations laid down by
the Secretary of Agriculture.
So far the names of only three men
interested in the prospective terrapin
and frog farm have reached the public ! ,
but there is reason to believe that a
cumber of others are considering the
whys and wherefores of lending some-
thing more material : than merely their
noral backing. I ,
Cuthbert M. Leveridge of Boston , .
who is reputed to be an expert in mat
ters appertaining to the domesticating
and nurturing of terrapin in the
South has succeeded in enlisting the
interest of two Brooklyn dentists.
They are Dr. F. C. Royce , of 65 Greene
avenue , who is not at all sure that
he is willing to be mentioned in con
nection with _ this undertaking and Dr.
David S. Skinner , whose home is at
75 , on the same street.
Dr. Skinner would have been will-
j ing to divulge the details of the
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scheme , it seemed , had it not been , {
for two circumstances. The first was. , - ' .
that his co-workers were anxious to
keep the matter to themselves for tv
present , as Dr. Skinner indicated b ;
putting an index finger to his lips as a
token that silence had been enjoined
upon him. The other was a certaia
backwardness on his own accounts-
New York Sun.
NEW YORK'S HORSE CARS. f'
Receiver Reports Biff Deficit on 28tb
and 29th Streets Line.
Joseph B. Mayer , receiver of the ,
28th and 29th Streets Crosstown Rail-
road Company , filed yesterday : with
the Public Service Commission the re
port of the road for the quarter ended
March 31 , the New York Tribune says. y
The report Fhows a deficit for the f
three months of $4,275 and an operat
ing ratio of 230.02 per cent. In other
words , it cost two and one-half as
much to operate as its earnings were.
The road was divorced from the
Metropolitan Street Railway Com-
pany's system over a year ago and
placed in the hands of a separate re- ?
ceiver. It has in operation three horse
cars , which are run at fifteen and
thirty minutes' headway alternately. ,
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The road is 3.3 miles long , with sin- '
gle track and turnouts. t
Gross earnings from operation -for
the quarter were $3,174 and operating
expenses were $7,019. Income from
other sources was $108 and rentals
were $538. The balance sheet is amus-
ing , as the only item carried on the
assets side is the quarter's deficit of
$4,275. The receiver says that he is
unable to present a "general balance '
sheet. " He adds that no other assets
exist. The figures as to the cost of
the road , he says , are not available.
As a sample of high traction finance
the story of the road is interesting.
It received its charter In 1886 , but waa I
sold at foreclosure in 1896. It was
turned over to the Metropolitan with
a capital stock of $1,500,000 and a
bonded indebtedness of a like amount.
This made its capitalization $893,388
a mile , which would seem to be close
to the record for street car lines. In
view of these figures the inability of '
the road to operate three cars without i
a large deficit is significant '
Ilorxemunwlilp in Heaven. , * v
Little Kenneth and his mother rerfr\
about to go lor a drive. % .c\
"Who was God's father ? ' asked the \
boy. \
boy."He , ,
"He had no father , " replied the y \
mother. c ; i 1I
"Then , " persisted Kenneth , thought
full ) ' , "who hitched up the horse for
God's mother-Success
Magazine.
I What becomes of a man's respecta
bility after death .
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