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MAX O RELL'S ADVESTl'RES Famotn Aathor'i Reminiscsnces of the Franco-German War. HUMOROUS INCIDENT OF THE COMMUNE 4a Observer and rrl.nnrr of War-. Ilenth c ry f a olleae hnm A riarh of Tobacco aa a l ife Haver. At lb threshhoM of these few remarks I shoVd like to be permitted to pay to the French soldier my warm tribute of admira tion. He la as easy to lead a a child. Hie cherrfulnehs and gay philosophy enable hlra to endure the greatest hardships with out a murmur. All he want Is JustUo. When ho ban received his provisions ho straightway goca to weigh his meat, his bread, hia coffee, hla nitir, even his aalt. All he wants Is his due. and If he finds that be baa not received short weight he la satisfied and cheerful. A kind word from an officer will make him happy. A cigar ette offered to him If he la short of tobacco will make a hero of him. I remember one day passing; a young soldier who waa being taken to the hospital. Hla right hand had been shot off clean. "Cheer up. my boy!" I said to him; "no more fighting for you.' They will nurBe you and take care of you." "Ah. lieutenant," he replied, with a look pitiful to contemplate, "how am I to roll my cigarettes now?" I put a small box of ready made cigar ette In his breast pocket. I siiall never forget the expression of gratitude on his face. In another instance a devoted orderly was pitying hla captain, whose leg bad Just been amputated. "Don't cry, old fool," said the captain to Mm, "I am going to keep you, and. In the future, you will only have one boot to clean very morning." A Devoted Orderly. ( 1 had tho good luck to start the campaign with a good, devoted orderly, a men about 40 years of age, called Rabier. He was a tailor, a ahoemakcr, a carpenter, a cook and, in timea of need, a man of many re sources and unlimited audacity. But for him I should have had to go without food many a. day. He was an old African sol 1ler and It waa never with him a question of what he could do, but rather of what he could not do. His attachment and devo tion to me were those of a kind parent, and he many timea tended me as a kind and skillful nurae would. When, at night, I had retired under my tent, and was lying on some straw or dry leaves strewed on tho ground, with a blanket over me, he would come noise lessly In, listen to find out whether I. was asleep, then carefully tuck me In before he himself went to lie down under his own tent. With a few pieces of wood he would improvise a bedstead, and my clothes were every day most carefully examined and kept In a state that would have done honor to the best of housewives. An officer ha to atand on hla dignity more or less. My dear Rablcr had no dignity to stand on, and, thanka to that, he many timessuc cessfully managed to scheme and get me a dinner when I bad lost all hope of get ting one. I remember that one day my regiment stopped for the night In a deserted village which we reached at about 4 o'clock in the afternoon. All the officers were assigned to an abandoned farm house. The pro visions had not arrived and no one bad the slightest idea how soon they would arrive. The privato soldlore -carried their pro visions in the knapsacks. They were sure of their meala. But the officers had. to rely on the arrival of the wagons. For two hours we sat In silence, about thirty of ua. By o'clock some prepared to lie down on the floor and try to sleep and for get the pangs of hunger, when Rabier, ra diant, triumphant, smiling from ear to ear, entered and announced that dinner . waa ready.' We looked at each other, speechless and unbelieving. By what miracle could dinner be ready? We repaired to a barn where, to our stupefaction, we saw on the floor omelettes, rabbits and chickens, fill ing the placo wltb odorous perfumes. I heard, later on, that Rabier had ridden to a neighboring village and called on the mayor, staling that he was ordered by the general commanding the division to bring provisions for his staff. And he got all he asked for, the mayor even refusing to bear of any payment. Rabier was the hero of the day and none of us bad the courage to reprimand blm for the manner in which he had obtained that dinner. Toor Rabier! At the battle of Worth he received a bullet which entered his head under the chin and came out between hia nose and his right eye. Aa he was being taken away from the battlefield he signed to me that he wanted to speak. I went to him and placed my ear close to his mouth, when be aald la a tone hardly audible: "Who will take care of you while I am away?" And I thought there were tears In his eyes. I know there were fin mine. J never saw him afur that. He died in the hos pital. , The Death Cry of a Friend. At 13 years of age I struck up a friend ship with a young Pole, named Gojeskl. who was In the satuo class with me at school. We became inseparable chums. Year after year we were promoted at the same time. We took our university de- Medal At Pan-American Exposition. Unlike Any Othsr ! Tb full flavor, the del lolous qual ity, the absolute; Parity, of Low. ey's Breakfast Coo ja distinguish it from all other Ka "treatment" with alkatla; ao adulteration with flour,' starch or rroend cocoa shells; nothing but tho nutritive and digestible product of the choicest Cocoa Bean Ask Your Dealer for It. God J grees the same day, entered the military school In the same year and received our commissions In the same regiment. Fhort, fair and almost beardless, young Oojeskl waa called "le petit lieutenant" by the soldiers, mho all Idolized blm. At the battle of Worth (August 6. 18701, after holding our ground from 9 In the morning till 5 In the evening, sgalns; masses of German troops exactly six times as numerous as our own, we were ordered to charge the enemy so ss to protect the retreat of the bulk of the army corps. A glance at the hill opposite convinced us that we had been commanded to go to cer tain dv.th. The colonel drew ua up In bat tle line, plrked up a Prussian helmet with bis sabre, held It high up in the air and said to us: "Forward, boys, and remem ber that a bullet In the back is as painful as in the cheat, and It doesn't look so nice." Down the hill he went like the wind through a shower of bullets and shells. Our colonel was the first to fall dead. Two min utes later about two-thirds of the regiment reached the top of the opposite hill. The rest were on the ground. We wete Imme dltely engaged In a desperate hand-to-band fight a scene of hellish confusion. And there, amidst the awful din of battle, 1 heard dear Oojeskl'i death-cry as he fell from his horse a few yarda from me, and I saw a horrible ganh on bis fair young head. He bad paid France for her hospi tality to hla family. I fought like a madman, seeing nothing but that dear mutilated face before my eyes. I say "like a madman," for It was not through courage and bravery. In a melee you fight like a madman like a savage. When I heil Blond for Poland. Poor little Pole, he had died for France. I myself, at the age of 14, had shed some blood for Poland. Yes, at 14. But llBten. In 1863, the Poles tried to shake oft the yoke of Russia by force of arms. All young France got excited over the struggle, and subscriptions in aid of the Insurgents were started in all the French schools and colleges. I remember collecting a good deal of money in my school, and I found all the boys cheerfully ready to do, without sweets or chocolate for a week or so tn order to be able to give, a franc, 50 centimes, or whatever they could afford, out of their little pocket allowance, for a cause that all considered a righteous one. In the eyes of a French school boy an Insurrection Is always a righteous cause. However, there was a tall, big boy, who not only refused to give or promlseme any money, but who declared that he hoped the Russians would soon exterminate all the Poles. That was more than 1 could stand. In a moment I had taken off my coat, and advancing toward him with my clenched fists I gave him a determined "Come on! He was older and much atronger than I was, and. after a few rounds, I got the worst of It. During the struggle he man aged to catch hold of my head under his left arm and tore a piece of flesh off my face. I have still a little scar under my left eye which reminds me that, at 14, I shed my blood for the holy cause of free dom. My adversary, however, was not allowed to rest on his laurels very long. Every boy who felt strong enough to meet him sent, him a challenge, and life waa made so miserable for him that, at the end of the quarter, his parents withdrew him from the school.' A Prisoner of War. I was taken prisoner at the battle of Sedan, and, after spending five months of captivity in the fortress of Wesel, on the Rhine, I returned to France, and one morning surprised my mother at home. For five months and a half she had bad no news and did not know whether I was a prisoner of "war or whether-I had been killed. That., meeting can better b Im agined than described. I could only spend two days at home, as my regiment was being reorganised in Paris, and I had to Join It. On March 18, 1871, the people of Parte. in possession of all the armament wblcb had been placed in their hands to defend tho capital of France agalnat the Germans, decided to make a strange use of their guns. They proclaimed the Commune with the view of killing somebody, their com patriots rather than nothing, and the French army, not yet reorganixed, and also probably out of habit Just lately contracted, retreated to Versailles, leaving Parla at the mercy of the revolutionists. Incident of the Comma nr. A disaster at war Is not alwaya wtthout Ita humorous aide, and the French army. having enough reputation for bravery to stand a little joke at its own expense, I will here, in a few words, tell the story of the capture of the Cbatteau de Becon, of which magna para ful. We, were some 1,500 braves who took part in it. On April 10, J871. we received from Mar shal MacMahon the order to attack and capture the Chauteau de Becon, on the banks of the Seine, which castle was oc cupied by the Communists, who had placed on ita terrace two batteries that swept everything on tbe road from Courbcvote to Paris. The attack waa to take place during the night. ' Now, everyone knows that a night at tack has absolutely no chance of success unless it is made by old troops, by soldiers known every one to the officers. , The French army was only Just organised after the disasters of the Franco-German war, and the reglraenta were quickly reorgan ized wltb soldiers just returned from cap tivity and with young recrulta. We did not know the mon now unJer us, and the men had little confidence in officers who had never led them under fire before. We all felt how risky the whole thing was; still we had orders, and ours was not to discuss but to go. We started at 1 o'clock in the morning, having to march about five miles to reach the chateau. We had no mapa, and the rumor spread among the troops that the en gineers, who were In front, did not even know where the entrance to the castle waa, and that while they would look for It in the pitch dark of the night, the communists would probably have time to annihilate our force on tbe road which tbelr cannons com manded. There was no confidence in the ranks. The engineers marched in front, fol lowed by the Infantry. In the rear we were with the artillery. We advanced with great caution, the sol diers with guns resdy to fire, the officers with swords in their right hands and re volvers In their left. After marching at a very slow pace for two hours and a half, we beard a great yell from the front, following abots fired from the castle windows. I will not attempt to describe the scene of confusion that ensued a panic of the worst description. At the rear we shouted "halt!" But to atop In the middle of the night panic-stricken soldiers running away, why, you might as well try to stop with you. umbrella an express when running at the rate of sixty miles an hour We had to retreat and return to the spot we bad left two boura and a half before Four men were killed and a doxen or so wounded, but every one of tbe young re emits was sure he had a bullet somewhere. Leniency of the Marshal. On hearing of our retreat Marshal Mac Mahon ahowed himself lenient. He knew what kind of troops we had under us, and did not utter one angry word, but ordered us to be ready to resume the attack at day break. We bivouacked on the spot, took coffee and a nap, and at 6 In the morning I ordered our men 'o march, determined now I to return dead or victorious. We told tbe men, although knew THE OMAHA DAILY UEE: SATURDAY. JANITAHY HI, 100.1. nothing about It, that the engineers now had the plan of the rastle. and that the capture of the place would be effected without any difficulty, and. to give them more confidence, some artillery went In front of them. There I. nothing like the sight of rannon to Inspire confidence In Infantry soldiers. I have many times heard shouts of Joy from the lofsntry on hearing that the rannnna were near and supporting them. "That'a all right." they would yell, "the big drum la with us. Now we can play a tune." The men marched more cheerfully than we expected. Some even began to sing, which Is a great sign of confidence in marching French soldiers. We now Ml we were on the rosd to glory. Still we advanced very cautiously. Soon we sighted the castle with Its thirty or forty windows facing us. All guns were aimed at those windows to silence them at once. We raw no one appear at the windows. We heard not a sound. We went on slowly, cautiously, every hand on the trigger. Another big shout started from the front, but a shout of Joy. We looked with the glasses and ssw the engineers Inside the gates of the csstle. We told the men thst the csstle waa cap tured. All hearts felt stout, all keen to go on and to take full possession of tbe place. Still we went on with prudence, as an ambuscade might be feared. We were now all of us Inside the grounds. Partlea were Bent to search every part of the castle; not a soul was seen any where. The castle was empty. While we had run away from tho castle toward Versailles In the night the communists, sfter firing a few shots from the windows, had run away from the castle toward Paris, leaving their two batteries on the terrace. A messenger was dispatched to the marshal to announce that we had taken possession of the Castle of Becon. No body was derorated for it, but we were victorious and alive. How a Little Tubarre Worked. Tragedy was soon to follow this piece of llgnt comedy. On April 14 my regiment received orders to attack the Neullly bridge, a formidable position held by the communists. We had no cavalry to do tho work, so artillery was ordered to send -the cannons away pnd to charge the force occupying the bridge. Forty men, under my command, were chosen. I reviewed my men. One of them looked aulky. ' "What's the matter with you?" I said. why, lieutenant." he replied, "we shall never any of us come back; the Job is a oig one. i should like to have a pipe be fore going and I have no tobacco." "Look here, old fellow," I Bald, "fill your pipe and have a smoke. We charge In ten minutes." I gave him my pouch. He filled his pipe and smoked. He said nothing beyond a "thank you." We started by a by-street and as soon aa we appeared on the main load, 400 yards from the bridge, we made a daeh. What the Germane had not done some compatriot of mine succeeded in do ing. I fell severely wounded. Out of the forty men who started, ten took the bridge, the other thirty fell dead or wounded. I was quickly picked up and taken to a house In safety by one of my men the one whose pipe t had helped to fill. For such a small service a French soldier will risk his life, and I have always thought I owed mine to my tobacco pouch. After spending five monthsln the Ver sailles hospital and three more at Salnt Malo In convalescence, the army surgeons declared that I should no longer be able to use my right arm for military purposes, and I was granted a lieutenant's retiring pension. But for that wound I should now be In the French srmy, perhaps enjoying the title of colonel, like most of my American friends. MAX O'RELL. Too Strlnarent. Mr. Gotham So you are going to settle in the United States? New Arrival from South America Yes, sir; they've got to drawing things a little too fine 1 In South America to suit me. Why, sir. 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As Mr. Seaton was manuscript reader for a downtown magazine and Paula was doing night work on the Dally Dis patch, it naturally followed that they might have remained in total ignorance of each other but for the letters which persisted in going astray. On this particular .morning the epis tolary confusion was more exasperating than ever to Paula. , She was unusually tired and she laid down , a letter from a tailor with a sigh ot vexation. I did not order ,,ack coat with my spring suit, so I suppose that is for him." Taking up the, next letter she read: "My Dear Paul. Allow mo to congratu late you on your unexpected good f'ttune." (Paula had lately received an inc. ease in salary, so she read on.) "I was not sure at first whether the plum had fallen to you or that plucky lrttle Journalist whose namo Is so llko yours, but the verses were unmistakable." ' ' So he la a poet," Taula mused. "He probably wears his hair In ringlets and goes about reading his poetry to every body who will listen. I detest poets, and this one above all others." She laid the letter down as If deter mined to read no farther, but, seeing her own name mentioned, her curiosity over came her scruples and sho read on. "By the way, have you met Miss Paula yet? If not, I advise you to do so. A friend of mine who Is working on the Dis patch knows her, and aaya she la charming and not a bit like your description of her. Better cultivate her acquaintance. Yours fraternally, JACK." "So," she said to herself, "he has ac tually discussed me with his friends. Per haps I shall have something to say about his making my acquaintance." Then her eyea danced. "It must be from Haskell. He has been very nice to me or inie. i suppoau mai ought to take these letters down to Mr. Seaton and ask for mine. Half way down the stairs she met a roan coming up. "Mlsa Paula 8eyton, I believe," he aald, w'.th a smile and a bow. raula gave a frigid little nod and looked down Into tbe most eloquent pair of brown eyes that she had ever seen. 'I am your neighbor Just below, be said. genially. "I believe these letters were In tended for you, although they were addressed simply to Paul Seaton. I am very sorry thst I opened them. It was a great impertinence on my part, but you see, I could not decide by the outalde that they were not Intended for me." "These are doubtless yours," said Paula stiffly. "Thank you, yes. It's a great annoy ance. isn't it?" trying to be friendly. "It le. Indeed," Paula replied. "I really think that I shall be obliged to move." His voice disarmed her and Bhe glanced down at the tall figure with a halt smile on her face. "Oh, I hope you won't do that. Miss Seyton," he said, noting the change that had corns over her. "I am sure that I can prevent all further trouble by asking my friends to key my letters." "Key? How?" she asked, with some show of Interest. "Why, like an sd, you know." Drawing out his notebook he wrote bis name and added the letters H. C. within circle. . "Now whenever you receive a letter ad dressed to Paul Seaton without those magic letters you era at liberty to open it. Good morning. Miss Seyton. You are tired from your night's work, and I will not detain yod longer." Paula retreated to her room. "He did not offer to move," she reflected "and he really ahauld, because be came laat. But he is ever so much nicer than thought he would be. and he apologized beautifully. I wonder what those letters mean that he wrote after his name? 11. C what can they mean?" Then, like a sensible little woman, Paula went to sleep. Paul Seaton read his lettera and indulged In a revery before he went to his work "She Is charming." he said to 'himself. "How could I possibly have Imagined be aa fat and forty? I shall make a desperat effort to know ber. I wonder If she read all of Jack's letter? If she did. she prob ably despises me." , The letters no longer went stirey, but faula was quilling ever a mw - circum stance that both pleased and amused her. Every morning she found with her mall a small box of flowers. Sometimes they were sweet, old-fashioned pinks, sometimes prim roses, and again great bunches of purple pansles. Paula attributed these to the sen timental Haskell, but coining down stairs one morning with a pansy tuc ked In her belt, she met the poet. The least perceptible smile on his face as his eyes rested on the flowers solved for her the secret of the Sender ot the flowers. She was beginning to look forward to these chance meetings with an eagerness that surprised her, when one day she found among ber lettera one addressed simply to Paul Seyton. As It bore the name of a magazine that bad sometimes accepted her contributions, she broke tbe seal and read: "Dear Mr. Seyton: I regret to disappoint you by returning your exquisite little love Idyll, but at present we are overstocked with verse of all kinds. I shall be glad to examine anything in prose that you may care to send us. Very truly yours, "EDITOR OK " She unfolded the manuscript with some curiosity. The poem was inscribed "To my Sweet P ." When she reached "My flow ers you on your bosom wear," the blushes came and went in her cheeks and her eyes grew bright. The heart of the poet was revealed to her, and ehe realized for the first time how dearly and truly he loved her. A sound of footsteps In the hall below aroused her from her pleasant revery. She hastily replaced tbe letter In the en velope and opened tho door. The poet was waiting for ber at tbe foot of the stairs. She held out the letter and the verses with a guilty smile. "It did not have tho letters on the out side, you know," she began bravely, "and so I thought It was for me. And and I read the letter and the poem," ehe fal tered, trying hard to raise ber eyes to his face. The port caught her hands In his; the poem fluttered unheeded to the floor. "And you are not angry with me for my presumption, Paula, dearest?" 'No, why should I bo?" raising her eyes o his. Just how it happened, Paula never knew, but the next moment bhe felt herself en circled by a pair of strong arms and gently rawn back until her bead rested on Paul Seaton's shoulder. Paul," she asked later, "what did those letters H. C. mean?" "Did you never gue6S? Sweetheart, they tood for "Her Captive." But there need be no more trouble about the mall. We will spell It Seyton cr t'eaton. Just as you please." "As you please," she repeated aoftly. The Ruling Paialon. A good woman was dying; a woman who bad been a true wife and a loving mother; woman with but one weakness a love for gossip. 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FOR SAI.E BY ML LKAPtXU DKfyulilS. dying woman her husband approached her and bent low to catch the words which he expected to be words of love. Again she turned her eyts. from v.hicii the light was fast fading, upon the dor tor and the nuwe, and fhc said faintly: "Do you suppose they are engaged?" These-' words were her last. New York Times. A MODEL ELECTRIC RAILWAY In rw York Mate 1. ona Inlernrliau Line Successfully t ura Third Hall. the The electric road which has been run ning between Hudson and Albany In this state for two years or more, says the New York Tribune, Is only one of a large num ber of lnterurban lines of equal or greater length now In operation in various parts ot the United Sistes. Most of them, like this, parallel steam roads, offer lower fares than the latter and have taken away from Ihetn a large amount of business. Many, like this one, carry freight, mall and express matter In addition to passen gers. Nearly all of them pay handsome dividends, because the patronage Is large and the capitalization email. In one par ticular, however, the practice of the Hud son & Albany company la rsther uncom mon. A private rlght-of-wsy was pur chased by the projectors, who intended It for a through road at the start, whereas many other lnterurban systems are merely consolidations of previously existing short trolley lines. Having Its route all fenced In, this corporation Is able to develop higher speeds than would be safe on or dinary country roads. Trains cover a dis tance of . thirty-seven miles, Including eighteen stops, in fifty-five minutes, which Is forty' miles an hour. Between stations actual running Is sometimes at the rate of sixty miles an hour. Another advantago of tho privato right-of-way Is that It ren ders feasible the use of a third rail. In stead of the overhead wire, to supply current to the motors. Now, this third rail has been the sub ject of exceedingly gloomy forecasts. There were plenty of prophets who expected everything to work well In summer time. "But wait till cold weather." they said, "and then see what happens!" Pert of the trouble which they anticipated was to come from snowdrifts In deep cuts, but the prin cipal evil on which they counted waa tho paralysis which should ensue when tbo electric conductor became coated with Ice. A correspondent of the Electrical World declares that tho trains on the electric road have run more nearly on schedule time this winter than those ot the com peting steam line. Although there was a great "rotary" plow In reserve ready for Instant use, the ordinary plow was able to keep the track open at all times. As for the third rail, there was never but one delay in cleaning It, and this did not ex ceed two hours. With that oty exception the conductor has . retnulned in rfl( fent condition, although grains run only mice sn hour in each direction. In one or two particulars tbo apparatus is blight ly origi nal, perhaps. It consists ot a combination of knives and stiff brushes, nut the es UY KIHJI A CO.. 1STU AXU DOCCLAI if sential fart Is that under conditions more trying than thqse which have existed In New York City the third rail has ren dered better s rvlce between Hudson and Albany than on the Manhattan elevated road-from which it would appear that the managers of a rural corporation sometimes show greater enersy and technical knowl edge than metropolitan companies. FINE SHELTERJFOR POOR MEN Duplicate of York's Model Cheap Hotel to lie Krerlrri In f'hlraao. Excepting New York, no city in the coun try possesses ,nure modest priced hotels and lodging houses thnn does Chicago, which. In the opinion of ihose competent to Judge, accommodate upward of 40.000 men every night In the year. These temporary abodes of tho homeless and benighted in this city arc, aa a rule, as good as ran be found elsewhere at the samo rate, Lava the Chicago Tribune, but plans have been recently drawn for a new modest prlco hotel which, when completed, will not only excel In every particular thnso houses erected tn New York by D. O. Mills, but will be the best In the world for the poor man. This new hotel will bo called "The North ern" and will be erected by Miller 4 Me Glnnia at 20-22-24 North Clark street. There will be 250 rooms, which, will Im furnished In a stylo never before attempted In this or sny other country. That la, no other city in the world will have a hotel which will offer to a patron the comfort and ' convcnlencea of f'The Northern' for the small sum of 20 cents per night. Thn rooms will be amply large, 12x14.' contain ing a new model metallic bed, with, pur wool mattress. A Turkish rug will cover the floor and three solid oak straight back chairs, together with a rocking chair,, n commode with mirror attached, pictures Bnd, in fad, everything necessary for a man's comfort will-be furnished the patron of this new hotel for the small outlay of 20 cents per night, or $1.40 per week. Thers will also bo other rooms, larger, with more conveniences, for which $2 per week will bo charged. This new hotel will be as near fireproof as human Ingenuity has ns yet devised. On the ground floor will bo located the bus iness office, library, reading room, recep tion room and smoking room. In the base ment, or eubcellar, there will be nix bath rooms, which will contain porcelain tubs, each having a shower bath attachment. Those Good Intentions. Ills satanic majesty stalked into thn chambers of the board of public works. "Gentlemen," he said, "haa work com menced on paving Sulphuric Acid boule vard?" "Your majesty!" exclaimed Beelzebub, "It haa been Impossible. That consignment of paving stones we received from the earth on the first of the year Is ruined; every block Is broken!" Thus It will be seen that not' all the trouble is confined to this mundane sphere. Baltimore News. STS OH ABA,