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Wound Up the Music Sox and Put His
Corkscrew in the Barom
eter. "You needn't wait for me," explained
the head of the house-; "I have a din
ner engagement, an important busi
ness affair, and no doubt I shall be
kept quite late."
At breakfast next morning an om
inous silence had fallen upon all. The
head of the house had no appetite
and was evidently far from feeling
well. After a painful silence the hus
band, without meeting his wife's eye,
essayed to start conversation.
It's funny about that clock," he
said. "It's stopped, and I'm sure I
wound it last night."
"You are mistaken," said his wife,
icily; "you wound up Willie's music
box instead and it played 'Home,
Sweet Home' till daylight. The clock
in the hall has also stopped, but I find
that you screwed your corkscrew into
the barometer."
From Overhead.
A canary hung directly over the big
square table in the Hungarian res
taurant "Once," said a woman who was din
ing there, "the bottom dropped out
of the cage, the bird flew at the or
chestra yonder, and we had bird seed
in our soup. It was awful."
"That reminds me," said the cross
eyed man, "of one time when we were
having a little game of poker on the
E. & O. You know how those trains
roll. Well, just about the middle o(
the game down came all the. grips and
dress suit cases straight into the
kitty and broke up the game. Money
flew everywhere. We got so mixed
we couldn't tell which had won or
where the money was that whoever
had won it won. Talk about bird
seed!"
Fooled Them Thirteen Years.
Frank Nelson, former state superin
tendent of public instruction of Kan
sas, and "Cap." Gibson, the veteran
record clerk in Auditor Nation's of
fice, are great friends. Nelson is now
president of a Minnesota college.
When Nelson was still in the state
house he and Gibson had a talk one
day about teaching school. "I was
once a school teacher," volunteered
Gibson.
"Is that so?" asked Nelson. "How
long?"
"Yes, I fooled 'em 13 years," re
plied "Cap."
"How is that?" asked Nelson.
"Oh," said "Cap.." "I quit when
teachers had to qualify." Kansas City
Journal.
THE DOCTOR'S WIFE
j Agrees with Him About Food.
A trained nurse says: "In the
practice of my profession I have
found so many points in favor of
Grape-Nuts food that I unhesitatingly
recommend it to all my patients.
"It is delicate and pleasing to the
palate (an essential in food for the
sick), and can bev adapted to all ages,
being softened with milk or cream
for babies or the aged when deficiency
of teeth renders mastication impos
sible. For fever patients or those on
liquid diet I find 'Grape-Nuts and albu
men water very nourishing and re
freshing.' , "This recipe is my own idea and is
made as follows: Soak a teaspoonful
of Grape-Nuts in a glass of water for
an hour, strain and serve with the
beaten white of an egg and a spoonful
! of fruit juice for flavouring. This af
' fords a great deal of nourishment that
I even the weakest stomach can assim
' ilate without any distress.
V "My husband is a physician and he
uses Grape-Nuts himself and orders it
many times for his patients.
"Personally I regard a dish of Grape
Nuts with fresh or stewed fruit as the
ideal breakfast for anyone well or
sick."
In any case of stomach trouble, nerv
ous prostration or brain fag, a 10 day
trial of Grape-Nuts will work wonders
toward nourishing and rebuilding and
in this way ending the trouble.
"There's a. Reason," and trial proves.
Look in pkgs. for the famous little
book, "The Road to Wellville."
Ever read tbe above letter? A men
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are ceaaiar. trae, aad fall f a'
FLEET of 16 battleships
steaming around the
globe affords at night a
spectacle which Bub Wat
kins, the captain's cox
swain, calls "fiHin." "What
do they look like after
dark?" I asked before we
started. "Like a string
of cheap drug stores,"
said the midshipman who
had been 'way over to
the Mediterranean on his.
practice cruise" and who was there
fore a well-worn man of the world.
But it is better than that
Some time ago they took the green
shades off all the lights in the offi
cers' staterooms, because they shone
through the ports and made the men-of-war
look like citizen liners. Even
now the lights shine out of the ports
lawlessly, while the law compels con
stant flying of the red and green port
and starboard running-lights, as well
as the truck-light that indicates the
speed and the masthead-light that indicates
the class of vessel. Then, too, the intricate
system of signals adds confusion, but color, to
the spectacle.
One night, shortly after the deck officers
had gone on duty for the mid-watch, the four
white ardois lanterns at the masthead of the
Missouri were turned on. They fluttered for
about half a minute. Then, with three rapid
pulsations of the red light at the top, the sig
nal went out and left the fleet riding as be
fore, like a trail of titan's phosphorus through
the tropic seas. "Z" it was; and "Z" means
that a man is overboard.
Instantly on 16 bridges was sounded the
cry, "Man overboard!" and from 16 annunci
ators "Slow speed" was rung to the engine
rooms. The Ohio, which was just ahead, and
the Maine, which was just astern, flashed
their searchlights on the waters about the
troubled ship. From the quarterdeck and
from the forecastle of the Missouri copper
life-buoys were hurled into the sea; these
bore cans of calcium chloride, which burst
into flame as they touched the water beacons
for the lost sailor.
There was a patter of bare feet on the su
perstructure of the Missouri, three or
four sharp orders, a jangling of
tackle, and the life-boat, which hangs
ever ready on davits, swung clear of
the ship's side, slipped into the water,
and was rowed swiftly into the ever
widening white circle made by the
neighboring men-of-war. In the stern
sheets of each life-boat are always
provisions for two days and a cask
of fresh water, for frequently in a
storm the big ship loses the little one
for many hours, and it is always a
question with the officer of the deck
whether or not he should order away
the boat.
At the same time a similar boat
from the Kentucky, the eighth ship in
the line, had cast off. These two
boats, each manned by six oars and a
coxswain, rapidly came together into
the region of the life-buoys, which
could be seen like stars jeweling the
dusky sea. The Missouri and the
four ships in her rear had veered out
of coluipn. Presently the three ships
ahead veered, as well as the eight
steaming a mile away on the star
board beam. For one man out of 15.
000 the whole fleet was stopping. It
seemed unfair; some strain of mercy,
foreign to the storied business of
war, was halting this world-tour.
Meanwhile, from all that two-mile-square
expanse of quiet sea clatter
piled on spectacle, spectacle on won
der, wonder on apprehension, appre
hension on curiosity and curiosity on
laughter. Now ensued the quickest
job an officer of the deck has to face.
When a man falls overboard that of--ficer
has seven separate and distinct
things to do, all at the same time
seven, count them, (l) He flashes
"Z" on the ardois; (2) he throws his
helm three points and veers out of
column; (3) he stops his engines;
(4) he fires a gun; (5) he drops the
life-buoys; (6) he orders away the
life-boat; and (7) he shifts the whifp
truck-light, which has previously an
nounced his peaceful progress at standard
speed, to a red light, which says he has
stopped his engines, and then blinks it, which
declares feverishly that he is backing.
From all over the fleet things were doing.
Three-pounders were barking out rusty salute
charges. Ardois Z's were caracoling lusty
staccato shrieks. The creamy surge that had
been curving sea-shavings over direct bows
now churned under propellers and flipped up
foam Into the searchlights. ( The entire first
squadron, except the Connecticut, from the
Kansas down the line, had come to a stop.
Finally the Connecticut, too, slowed her en
gines and hove to. The captain came from
his bunk, climbed the bridge and asked many
questions that nobody could answer. The ad
miral was roused from his emergency cabin
and hurried out, lacking a coat and in slip
pers, but not before he had paused to lift a
stogy from a drawer, had viciously bit off the
end and thrust it into his mouth. Then he
went about, from flag-lieutenant to quarter
master, from quartermaster to yeoman, from
yeoman to signalman, asking nothing about
the accident, imploring only for a light. And
between each irrelevant question he looked
aft over the rail of his bridge upon a rare
sight.
Some hundreds of miles off the coast of
Brazil and just south of the equator 16 battle
ships and two little auxiliary cruisers, which
had been loafing in the rear, had come to a
full stop. A southwesterly current had been
sweeping them along at the rate of two knots
an hour and the engines had added 10. A
contrary current and some hurt steering-gear
in the Alabama had delayed them north of the
equator, but now they were hurrying on to
get into the harbor of Rio de Janeiro before
sundown of the second day following. Yet
here they were, engines idle at midnight, los
ing a precious hour because a common sea
man had inadvertently slipped over the side
of the Missouri. There was no temper lost.
Every one waited patiently. The life-saving
machinery was at work, as provided in the
regulations. There was no heed to worry;
the incident would take care of itself. The
laws of the Medes were exact, and those of
the Persians explicit; the Jews had a deca
logue and there have been a few codes de
vised since by Justinian, Napoleon and others.
All those, however, were amateur attempts; in
professional lawmaking the United States
naval regulations say the final word. So, when
a man drops overboard from a fleet at night,
though wars go on and people perish, that
vivid and diverse spectacle cannot be coun
termanded. We lay there becalmed, fumbling in the
tepid dark. The searchlights played their
stark wonder over the dancing nightcaps
where the silly waves tried to hide their lo
quacious heads. Each described its 20-degree
ment in the report
of a junior officer.
"Happy to report
false alarm. Sea
man sleeping in side
hammock had night
mare and called out
'Man overboard!'"
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was not reprimand
ed. The admiral
and his captains
only laughed and
turned in. But I
was awake. It was
two bells of the mid
watch and, spread
abroad on the face
of the waters, again
gathering momen
tum for her flight
around the world,
was that ever-inspiring,
ever-mysterious
sight the fleet
at night.
I twirled the tas-
athwart the superstructure I bumped
down to my knees, fell flat on my
face, heard growls, curses, stumbled
up with a skinned hand and peered
dimly in the darkness. Forms
were rolling under the cutter, a
tangle of arms and legs tossed
aloft under the yellow ventilator,
a hairy chest rose to superb
height, a weary laugh flitted Into
the vast night.
"Choke the idiot!" "If he's over
board let him stay!" "Belay his
deck-tackle!" This from the chest
and the tangle of legs. Then, from
a thin-hipped, slight form: "Pardon
me. I was sleeping in the gang
way." Then, from a severe face,
one that authority had cut with ex
ecutive decision: "Gangway there!
Clear the gangway!"
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arc of the circle and then began over again.
The life-boats wandered aimlessly. The cox
swains blew their whistles. The copper buoys
were gathered in. No answer, no sign of life.
The hope of a nation sat down on its course;
the modern armada waited. But we were
obeying the law.
Finally the Connecticut grew petulant; she
began flashing her interrogatory. And the
Minnesota became peevish; she blinked and
sputtered with the ardois. The commander-in-chief
must have been on the bridge; the
other admirals, in their isolated grandeur,
must have been abroad. When one of them
talks it is not with human kind; he chatters
with the elements and gossips by electricity.
At length the Missouri's ardois came to
life. It began winking, blinking that red-and-white
dot, dash, dot, dot, dash, dash, dash, dot,
dash; pulsating, winking, still flashing on, a
long, long, message.
A guffaw floated up from the deck. Some
jack who knew the code had caught the mes
sage. Whispering, .chatter, laughter; a ripple
of, merriment went over the ship. Then the
searchlights were shamefacedly doused. We
heard the angry slap of the davit-belt over the
Missouri's side. They were buckling np the
boat. and there was unmistakable disgust in
that slap. From-the Kentucky, far down the
line, came only blank and discreet silence;
she was accepting her shame quietly. Then
an orderly brought a transcript of the Mis
souri's message to the admiral.
"Happy to report," he read, and shrugged
his shoulders. There is seldom editorial com-
sel of my pajama-cord
to see if I should go
fore or aft. It turned
near-silk and I climbed
to the admiral's bridge.
There he lay, his slip
pers off, in shirt and
trousers, his gray old
head absolved of sea
vexations. In the cabin
beyond his Hag-lieutenant
nestled in a knit
comforter. Only the
signalman on the look
out by the semaphore
kept watch there near
the brain of the fleet.
Aft trailed that
sweep of comets. The
16 were back again, in
line of squadron, the
drug-store riding-lights
abeam, the truck-lights
white, thus spelling
standard speed. Heaving, swelling, majestic
ally plowing, they pursued their ponderous,
implacable way. Mothered of crested seas,
sired of the deep, they sped on, like the curse
of Thor, lightning forged. Ominous there in
the solemn night, the hushed spirit of the
guns draped them with hidden might; the
cabalistic twinkle of those blinking eyes
robed them with profound intelligence. By
day they were white and yellow fortresses,
unlovely, ungainly; by night they wore new
beauty, new power. Behind them lay terrors
bested; ahead there lay a magic carpet of in
finite variety, a bath of stars leading them
eternally!
The gray old head of the admiral tossed
and muttered in its sleep. When he first
went to sea his mother asked him how they
tied up the ship at night, and when he replied
that it kept on going right through the night
she wanted to know how it could see. For
50 years he had survived ocean's perils, and
now- he was going for the last time to that
ingenuous mother, as safe in his lofty bunk as
any shoreman in his cot, protected by the in
tricate laws of the road and the ever-vigilant
naval regulations.
On the quarterdeck below a marine paced
slowly from side to side, waiting lest another
signal be flown, when he would leap to the
trigger that releases the life-buoy. Alone, the
only sign of life on the quarterdeck, he looked
In the dim shadow like an errant spirit con
juring sentry-duty from imaginative perils.
It was too lofty a perch on the after-bridge,
too lonely a space on the vacant quarter-deck.
I groped my way forward, wiping from my
brow the tropic night-sweat. Under a spread
ing steam-cutter that lifted its giant shape
I stumbled down the first ladder to the
main deck. Here men were clinging to the
floor of the superstructure, what you might
call the ceiling of that warship's top story.
Each man in his hammock, slung up above
like sacks of flour, they slept there by the
score.
Down the next ladder to the gun-deck I
passed with what celerity the tropics leave in
one for night prowling and still the hammocks
clung, like barnacles on a castaway, tight to
the steel rafters of the protective deck. And
piled in compact rows, behind the breeches
of the seven-inch guns, which showed indis
tinctly against the open ports, lay the light
oaken ditty-boxes, one of which constitutes
the entire kit of the enlisted man. A ditty
box the size of a bootblack's kit, a canvas bag
such as golfers use, a hammock, and leave to
cling to the ceiling that is the sailor's lot in
the new navy. Cleanliness and discipline, by
day, folded up like a jack-knife by night end
fed the best food on earth these are the re
wards he reaps for charting out the sea-path
of a new world-power.
A goat bleated in the next passage to the
deck where the openings are to the engine
rooms. A coon slunk a pitiful way, yearning
in the close night for "release from his fur.
Wearing a coonskin in the tropics is not
healthful, especially if you are the coon. A
parrot nodded from her flying-perch and I
wished that the regulations provided a place
shaded with palm leaves for all mascots when
in the tropics.
Up from the engine rooms crept the deep
rumble of the insistent chug that drives a
steamship from seaboard to seaboard as stead
ily as the hands of a clock, while you eat and
sleep and loaf and read and dream. I found
the open hatch and slipped down among the
brass rods and the purple disks of the higher
power than gunnery which leads a people to
prosperity, the power of steam. No inch of
wood was visible and space stretched forth
on every line of vision; space, vast, compli
cated, crammed full with delicate contrap
tions. In the hollow distance an oiler inverted
his can and poured soothing lotions into his
monster plaything, as a mother ladles soothing-syrup,
and he went about it with tbe same
loving fondness, singing his lullaby to the
lungs of the ship.
Down, down, down ladder after steel lad
der, into the tortuous ways directly above the
double bottoms, until, at last, I stood squarely
in the fire-rooms themselves and watched the
grimy stokers ply their unhandsome task.
Cool, cooler than the quarter-deck it was down
there, 11 stories rather, 11 decks from the
after bridge where slept the oblivious admiral.
And the mid-watch stoke-shift looked as com
fortable as any deck-hand swabbing a hatch.
Jack I wish I bad my signal book.
Bust me. I'll bet that bend of tfcs
wrist means something saucy.
COVERED WITH HIVES.
Child a Mas of Dreadful Sorw, Itch
Ing, Irritating Humor for 2 Months
Little Sufferer In Terrible Plight.
Disease Cured by Cutlcura.
"My six year old daughter had tn
dreadful disease called hives for two
months. She became affected by play
ing with children who had it. By
scratching she caused large sores
which were irritating. Her body was
a complete sore but it was worse on
her arms and back. We employed a
physician who left medicine but it did
not help her and I tried several reme
dies but without avail. Seeing the
Cutlcura Remedies advertised, I
thought I would trv them. I cave her
a hot hath daily with Cutlcura Soap
and anointed her body with Cutlcura
Ointment The first treatment re
lieved the itching and in a short timo
the disease disappeared. Mrs. George
L. FridhofT, Warren, Mich., June 30
and July 13, 190S."
Potter Drag X Cbem. Corp., Solo Propi, Bcstaa,
Hypocrite in the Hereafter.
Dr. Madison C. Peters was discuss
ing the question. "Will the coming
man marry?" He instanced a certain
type of bachelor.
"This man," he said, "is a hypo
crite. He uses his religion as a
cloak."
"And what will he do in the next
world, eh?" said the reporter.
"Oh," said Dr. Peters, "he won't
need any cloak there."
St. Louis First in This.
The largest tobacco manufacturing
center in the world is St. Louis. Its
annual sales aggregrate $45,000,000
which is equal to IS per cent, of the
total tobacco output of the United
States.
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Riggs and Briggs are two Montreal
citizens, more or less interested in
municipal affairs. They differ on sev
eral burning questions, but unite in
a strong dislike for O'Flaherty (which
is .not the gentleman's name). The
same O'Flaherty has. a positive gift
for manipulating votes and is capable
of looking after a larger band of the
"faithful"' than any other Montreal
politician. -
"It's men like O'Flaherty who give
this city a bad name," said Riggs
warmly. "He's got no principles at
all. In fact, he doesn't think of any
thing but getting his man in."
"That's so," responded Briggs. "If
I had a conscience as elastic as
O'FIaherty's, I'd make it into a rubber
trust."
Man Wins Corn-Eating Contest.
Man won a championship by eating
56 ears of corn at a sitting. Only
know of one other animal that could
compass such a feat New York
Herald.
Calamity in Kansas
More hard luck stories from the
Kansas grain fields! Only a short
time ago disaster wild disaster
drifted in from the wheat harvest
The grain was too heavy for the ma
chine; there were not enough men to
handle it Now, storage room is lack
ing and already the railways are re
luctantly predicting that they will not
have enough cars to move the harvest
And, as if that were not enough, re
ports of new and unique catastrophe
to the growing corn crop the ears
are so large the stalks break under
them!
As things are going, agriculturally,
in Kansas, more woe is in sight
Steers too big for cattle chutes, hogs
whose legs won't carry them, alfalfa
of a strength to make stacking explos
ively dangerous, oats far too rich for
breakfaBt food-
Kansas Is in tough luck, that's cer
tain, and there is more to come.
Kansas City Times.
New York's Enormous Debt.
The New York city department of
finance has made public a statement
of the funded indebtedness of the mu
nicipality down to November 30. 1908.
At that time there was a funded debt
outstanding of $794,106,189 and a tem
porary debt of $92,378,200, making a
combined gross indebtedness or $886,-484,380.
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