The Pickens sentinel-journal. (Pickens, S.C.) 1909-1911, July 28, 1910, Image 3
ONE FllIEND.
Borrow, I have learned to love you,
You, at least, are true.
I have had a enance to prove you,
I have li'ied with you.
When by other friends forsaken,
When the world crew drear.
Yon were leal and wero uuahaken,
You were ever near.
, | She who blessed mG in life's morning
Lovely, meek and mild;
'All my little world adorning,
For mo when a child;
Of her love has time bereft me,
, Mold is on her face.
Sorrow, you alone are left tee,
You must take her place.
She. that other being, nearer
Still than all the rest,
Li^ht of dawning manhood, dearer
iiiiim ironiH nave expressed;
Youth's first virgin love and only,
She has vanished, too,
Far away. My heart is lonely;
Let it lean on you.
When life's path was sunnier, brighter,
Friends were round me then;
Moths and flies (lit where 'tis lighter;
So, sometimes, do men.
!\Vlien adversity o'ertool: me,
Friends seemed to forget;
But you never once forsook me,
You were faithful yet.
Mother, loved one, friends have vanished,
Clouds hang darkly o'er,
All life's happiness seems banished,
From me evermore;
Sorrow, I am sad and lonely;
Stay you by my side;
Let me keep you as my only
Teacher, friend and guide.
?J. A. Edgerton.
$ THE MADJENGINEER. \
V ' By ARTHUR L HFSERVE. J
"What is the matter with you,
rk? Somehow you have looked
and acted strangely to me to-day?"
I aald this to the engineer of my
tralu as we stood on the platform of
the station at \V?, about ready to
start. Mine was a Into train. We
left W? at 0.30 p. m. for a run of
three hours and a half to the junction
at K? River. It was in November,
and the days were so short that
it was dark already. It would'he a
black night, for the sky was overcast
and there was no moon.
My engineer stood on the platform
n little ahead of his engine, so that
*!,? e " - '
irum uic neaaugnt revealed
him.plainly to mo without the aid of
the lantern which I held in my hand.
He stood motionless, looking away
down tho track as though ho were
gazing upon tho rails stretching outward
like two bars of gleaming light,
becoming less and less brilliant until
they were swallowed up in the darkness
beyond.
That afternoon, whenever I chanced
to see him, Kirk had appeared strange
IS to me. He seemed excited, and there
was a wild look about his eves such
, us I had never noticed before. He
did not look or act like a man who
had been drinking, and I had no reason
to think that he had, for to my
knowledge he had never taken a glass
of liquor in his life.
As I spoke to him he turned quickly,
and I savf again the look I have
mentioned. It was only for a moment,
and then it was gone, and he
seemed himself again.
"What do you mean?" ho said.
"There is nothing the matter with
me. Why 'do you ask?"
"Because you have hardly seemed
yourself to-day. You'don't look sick;
still, there seems to be something the
matter. Thern lins nr>?hin<r ?/ >.? >
...... ..V Vilify
wrong with you, I hope?"
"Nothing," he answered. "I never
was in better spirits. It is almost
time to go, is it not?"
I took out my watch and glanced
at the time. He did the same, and
we compared our timepieces. It still
lacked three minutes of the time of
starting. There was hardly a second's
difference in our watches.
I turned and walked back to the
other end of the platform. The passengers
were pouring Into the cars,
and I saw that I was to have a large
train. Ah I watched them passing in,
I was oppressed by a feeling such as
I had never felt before. It seemed
"that they were intrusting their lives
to my keeping, and that if any accident
happened I would bo guilty of
their death.
I shouted "All aboard!" gave the
signal to start, and we wcro off into
the gloom and the darkness of the
night.
.. o .tciu iw niiiKu uui inrco stops
between our starting point and K?
Hiver junction. The first one was
twenty miles away, and therefore
there was no necessity of haste in'going
through the train. For several
minutes I remained In the baggage
ciir, and then commenced m^ work
of examining the tickets of the passengers.
I had gone through the
smoking car, and was passing between
that and the ilrst passenger coach,
when it occurred to me that we were
going at higher rate of speed than
was necessary for us to reach the
first stopping place on time. Still I
did not know but that I might lie mistaken.
Kirk had always been a careful
driver, and took up all his time
between stations, so that our pauses
might be as short as possible.
Tho thought regarding our speed
was uppermost in my mind as I slowly
made' my way through tho next
V?. ,.?ar, which was a crowded one, and
)* took mo some time (o get through.
Ono woman had lost her ticket, nnd
after looking everywhere except lr.
the right i>lace, It was found at last
in her satchel.
Hofore this was accomplished tho
certainty was forced upon me that
wo were going at a terrible rate of
speed. Tho car swayed <rom sldo to
side with a motion peculiar to rapid
traveling, and I knew that wo were
shooting onward at the rate ?tf fully
a mile a minute.
Swiftly, then, the horrible suspicion
flashed across my brain that all
was not right with Kirk?that we
were in the power of u madman.
Surely it must be so. or l>e would
uiiTiug mu wuy n~* wis.
I wondered why it wad that t-ho
firoman did not endeavor to stop him
or to communicate in some way with
me.
He was a slight built youth, and
if the engineer were mad he would
stand but a slight ohanee with him.
Perhaps he had endeavored to reason
with htm, and Kirk had thrown him
from the cab.
I did not wish to alarm the passengers,
so I phssed quietly back
through the car; but I had no sooner
shut the door behind me, than I
grasped the cord overhead for the
purpose of giving the sienal to stnn
But no response was given. There
was no signal for down brakes, and
we went whirling on through the
darkness at a rate such as we had
never run before.
Surely Kirk was mad, and all our
lives hung by a thread.
From the objects on the roadway
I knew that we were close to our
first stopping place. If all was not
right there, a hundred souls wero
doomed to instant destruction.
Tl^ore was but one thing-for me to
nnil Miof ?
....V v..ill V. cm IW umivj my way 10
the engine as soon as possible. I hurried
into the baggage car and there
found one of my brakcmen talking
with the baggage master, with a face
as white as a sheet.
"Follow me," I snitl to the latter.
"There's some trouble on (he engine.
Hurry! stand by the brakes ready to
put them on the moment you get the
signal to do so."
I threw open the door at the foremost
end of the baggage car, and
clambered up on the wood which was
j heaped high upon the tender. Once
iiickj i Bitw <1 msul sucn as 1 never
hope to see again.
The furnace door was open, and
tlio great glow which sprang out revealed
everything to nie as plainly as
though it were broad daylight.
Tho fireman lay on the floor of the
cab apparently devoid of life. The
engineer, with a face like that of a
demon, was hurling the wood into tho
glowing furnace. The throttle was
out to its utmost extent, and tho engino
rocked and sprang onward as
though it was as mad as the insane
men who nail 11 in cnargo. A1 oar
lives were in peril.
For a moment the sight paralyzed
ns both. The baggage master had
climbed on to the wood with me, and
his face I knew was but a reflection
of my own.
"Come on!" T cried, breaking the
spell at last. "We must secure him,
or we are all dead men."
Wo sprang forward toward tho
madman. He saw us coming, and
seemed to divine in r.n instant what
our errand was. Grasping a huge bil
ioi or wooa tie sent it whirling at
ray head. By good fortune it went
past me, leaving me untouched. The
next moment, and before he could
grasp another missile, I threw myself
upon him, and we went down together.
13y good fortune I came uppermost,
and then came a terrific struggle.
The madman seemed possessed of the
' strength of a Samson. Had I been
undernenth, he would have choked
my life out of me in less than a iniuute's
time.
The baggage mastersprang over us,
and the next instant came the signal
for down brakes. Tl\e he reversed
the engine, and our terrible speed
was lessened.
The madman was doing his best to
throw us both from the cah, and in
spite of all my strength It seemed
that he would do it. The baggage
master sn\V llml t llfM-n woo niilir r^r.n
way to save my life. Grasping a. heavy
'piece of wood he watched his chance,
and, when it .came, he dealt him a
blow on the head, which ended hi.s
struggles at once.
Three minutes later we glided into
the station, and not one of the passengers
on the train know of the terjible
danger which they had escaped.
Tlu) madman was lifted from the cab
and placed in the hands of the proper
authorities; and to-day he is an inmate
of a madhouse, with little hope
that reason will ever dawn again.?
,^uw luru ?ueiuv,
A Motor Eoat Necessity.
lly LAWllKXfK TiA KUK.
A whistle or loud "noiso maker"
of some kind is one of the.most important
attachments of a motor l>oat,
for not only does it servo as a signal
to warn other boats on which ??do
you intend to pass them, hut on
crnises.it is useful in announcing the
approach of your craft to lock3, drawbridges,
and the like, and will thus
save much time In waiting for tho
tender to arrive at the sceno of operations.
Owing to the noise made by
the motor in practically every power
craft, a loud whistlo or siren should
bo used for signaling In order that it
may be heard over the much nearer
sound o* the engine in the other boat.
A contrary wind will also sreatlv
reduce the carrying power of the
whistle, and (ho waves and splash of
water against the hull will form a
disconcerting sound .which must ho
overcome if the signal Is to he heard
by the occupants of another boat
even a short distance away. In buying
a whlsle, then, remember that it
will sound much louder in a closed
room than in the open air when many
otlior nearer sounds are doing their
best to drown out its onco seemingly
husky toot.?Outing.
IN THE Fl
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ALBERT S
A FAMOUS AMEIi
There must be something in sport- ;
ing blood that produces the musical
teinilftrntnont u'lmn <?i
ented of young American musicians,
Geraldiue Farrar and Albert Spalding,
are both the children of famous
baseball players. The distinguished
soprano is tho daughter of Sid. C. >
Farrar, long a member of the Philadelphia
Nationals, and the greatest I
of American violin virtuosos is
the son of Al. G. Spalding, whose career
and fame are too well known for
repetition here.
Mr. Spalding is a violinist of the
most extraordinary technical powers.
He has a beautiful sensuous tone,
great warmth of conception, joined
with a comprehensive mentality
which enables him to put these qualities
to the best use.
Spalding has in his artistic makeup
that which appeals to both layman
and professional; his warm,
singing, soulful tone will always I
Making a Paper Aeroplane.
A very Interesting and instructive
top aeroplane can bo made as shown
in the accompanying illustrations. A
sheet of paper is iirst folded, Fig. 1,
then the corners on one end are
doubled over, Fig. 2. and the whole
piece finished up and held together
with a paper clip as in Fig. I5. The
paper clip to bo used should be liko
^ \
F.ft I
*' >? J A F*y
Folding (ho Paper.
the oiie shown in Fig. 4, writes J. II.
Crawford, In Popular Mechanics. If
unu ui incsc cups is hoc at hand, form ,
a piece of win- in the same shape, as ,
it will be needed for balancing purposes
as well as for holding the paper
together. Grasp the aeroplane between
the thumb and forefinger at
the place marked A In Fig. 3, 1;coping
tlie paper as level as possible
RACE SUICIDE
Applicant For Position?"No, mu
dren; up to now Vvo always worked 1;
havo none."?IlluBtruted Bits.
cy.-..- - - f r ' US'
rBLIC EYE.
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PALDINCi,
I CAN VIOLINIST.
please a miscellaneous audience,
while his mastery of the violin, his
sterling musicians'.!ip and his exquisite
taste in all things pertaining to
interpretation must win the admiration
of connoisseurs. Spalding's
technique is highly developed; it is
lluent, it is relialde nnd clean cut.
What makes Spalding s art particularly
attractive are the above mentioned
qualities of his round, noble,
ringing tone, which recalls Wilhelnij's,
and a temperament filled
with youthful freshness.
Albert Spalding was horn in Chicago
in 1SSS, and began his studies
at an early age with Professor Chiti
in Florence, where he lived in the
winter, studying in the summer in his
own country with the Spanish master,
Professor .1 nnltmi?n Wlw.n n-..o
fourteen he took the first prize of the
Bologna Conservatoire, and finished
liis studies in l'aris with Lefort.
and throwing it as you would a dart.
The aeroplane will make an easy and
graceful flight in a room whoro m
air will strike it.
Smallest Kstate Sett!? <!.
Probably the smallest estate ever
administered in New York has finally
been settled after litigation covering
several weeks, and tho public administrator
has turned over to tho
care of the City Chamberlain twonty-five
cents to be neld subject to the
claims of the heirs of William Portland,
a negro ex-pugilist. To reach
this settlement a land development
company by which Portland was emnloverl
seelfin*' t ri cr.t nnsi-m-fi/-..
, . . ? w. |iwonv:naiwu lit
tlio shanty in which he lived, was
compelled to petition (.lie surrogate
to appoint an administrator to take
charge of the dead man's effects. The
administrator found a trunk, clothing
and a brass ring, in which was
set a large piece of cut glass. When
offered for sale an Italian junk man,
attracted y the ring, bought the entire
estate for twenty-live cents.?
Pittsburg Dispatch.
A year's flshinir In liiic onnnt
amounts, in value of product, to about
$04,000,000.
GOOD FORM.
m, I don't know nothing about chilli
the bout families, vvlicro they dou't
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Forming a Boy's Taste.
liy E. M. CHAPMAN. I
Tho development of a boy's tastes
may be largely Influenced by his read- ^
inp; and the quality of his reading
will he to a considerable extent in r
the hands of his parents. They will j
find him craving certain things. If i
the tilings he in themselves harmless t
I thev should ho RII'inHnil in
tion, l)iit with a constant effort to I j
j make them the best of their kind and ]
, to diversify them with other things j
, for which lie may have less taste but t
j more need. t
For instance, a hoy's love of ad- i
venture may lead him to demand i
books of that sort as a steady diet, j
He should be supplied with a mod- <
erate amount of the best and most \
interesting adventure stories obtain- f
able, and between the reading of (
these, other books should be sungested
and perhaps required. Par- (
ents of average intelligence and re- 1
sotircefulness can easily cone with .1 <
dime novel am! the cheap detective i
story. These are to bo placed under i
the ban. not because they are posi- j
tively vile they usually are not? 1
but because they are ignorant, untrue ,
; to life, and generally ridiculous. The <
I average boy whoso father will take <
l'.ains te road a great book of ad- i
' venture liko "Robihson Crusoe" with <
his son will have little difficulty in \
1 convincing him of the superiority of \
literature to trash. \
j In my own boyhood the highly 1
wrought but otherwise harmless j
stories of Mavne Roid were much in i
vogue. A wise niothor saw fif nnt I '
t i forbid them, but to limit their
number pretty rigidly and to sandwich
between them books like Washin'.
>n living's "Astoria," "Life; of <
Col mi bus," and "Conquest of Granada"
all of them works of historical
adventure. It was not long before
tho hair-breadth escapes and
artificial devices of Mayne Reid grew
a little ridiculous in the eyes of bis
I devotee; and when a playmate and i
began to quote from him in the crises
of our small affairs, "A raft, a raft!
wo shall yet he tivod!" the work was
i practically accomplished.
A short time a^) a friend of mine
was disturbed to find among hor
boy's treasures a number of trashy
paper-covered novels. Tbo boy said
that they were the gift of a friend.
He had tried to read them in expectation
of a feast, but lie found them
so absurd that he savo over the atI
tempt. Ilis father had boon in the
habit of reading with him almost,
from babyhood, and the boy had unconsciously
learned the difference between
a sound and a sham story.?
From the Delineator.
Mind and Heart.
The key to every man is his
thought. Sturdy and defying though
' he look, he has a helm which ho
! nluve ia ?! ./ . 1,1. ?< ?
I V, ?? nix.il 10 cue: iwim (UlCI W M It'll
! all his facts are classified. He can
i only be reformed by showing him a
! new Idea which commands his own.
i The life of man is a self-evolving
j circle, which from a ring imperceptij
bly small, rushes on all sides outward
| to new and larger circles, and that
without end. The extent to whlcU
this generation of circles, wheel without
wheel will go, depends on tl>o
i force or truth of tho individual .sou!.
For it is the inert effort of each
thought, having formed itself into a
circular wave of circumstance, as,
! for instance, an empire, rules of an
: art, a local usage, a religious rite?
i to heap itself on that ridge and to
; solidify and hem in the life. I5ut if
the soul is quick and strong it bursts j
over that boundary on all s'des and !
nvnnnrla nnnthAi* /wKI#- /\n <I.a
(loop, which also runs up into .1 hi*h }
wave, with attempt again to stop and 1
to bind. ]5nt t'.io heart refuses to '
bt> imprisoned; in its iirst aiul nnr- i
lowest pulses it already tends out- '
ward with a vast force and to im? :
iiionst, and innumerable expansions.
?Emerson.
An Experienced Waiter.
At the lirst meal 011 board tha
ocean liner, Smythe w,as beginning to !
feel like casting his bread upon tho ,
j waters. His friends had told him | 1
mi. ii in: nv.'i .in in iLi-i in.ii way j
ho should stuff himself. Ho tackled '
' a cutlet first; hut it di In't taste right.
He observed to the waiter: "Waiter, | 1
tliis cutlet isn't very Rood."
The waiter looked at his whitening 1 1
I face, then said: j t
"Yes, sir; but for the length of J 1
time you'll 'ave h'it h'it won't, mat- ' '
tor, sir."?Lippincott's. j t
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Qualified. j :
A prominent Western attorney ' '
tells of a hoy who once applied at his? | 1
ollice for work.
"This boy was bright looking and , 1
! 1 i.ntl.A? I.I...
X I MVIKI iwun 11 J 111
" 'Now, my son,' I said, 'if you
come to work for mo you will occasionally
have to write telegrams and
! take down telephone messages, r
I Hence a pretty high degree of school- C
i ing is essential. Are you fairly well s
' educated?'
"Tlie hoy smiled confidently. t
" 'I be,' he said."-?Independent. f
Her Complexion. c
He?"I think your cousin has tho v
i most beautiful natural complexion In:
' tho world."
Sho (jealous) ? "How do you '
know? You've never seen it." ftos- 0
! ton Transcript.
h
Maxim Corky has written a now n
drama, which is about to bo puh- n
llshed in a St. Petersburg nuiyaz!*.ie
previous to a stage production. It is j,
entitled "The Lowest of the Low," a
and is a tragedy of graft. H
'-n~- ?
iVliy Not n Good Roads laboratory?
The problem of maintaining good
oads, always a most important 0110
n the United Stales, has recently
)een rendered of critical urgency I)'*
ho rapid development of the autonio)ile?the
most destructive vehicle to
'oad surface that ever ran on our
nodern highways. The iiuhlic resent
nent or regret, as the case may be,
igainst the destructive effects of auoniobile
traffic should be tempered
>v the recognition of the fact that it
las been the most active instrument
n awakening the public to the necesiity
for abandoning the old slipshod
nethods of road building, and constructing
them according to the best
jtmineering practice.
If it were possible to rebuild all
>ur roads of the most approved and
lighost class of construction, and if
he most suitable material were every
vhere available, the problem would
>e greatly simplified, but such uniform
excellence is impossible, both
because of the cost and of tlu> difficulty
of finding the ideal materials
ivithin economical hauling distance
if the work. In a country of such
wide extent and such varied geological
formation as the United States,
the question of the best kind of roads
to build in any locality must be determined
largely by the local conditions?the
climate, particularly as regards
the amount and distribution of
the rainfall; the nature of (he underlying
soil, its bearing quality, capacity
for quick drainage, etc., and above
all, the character of the materials
available for road building, mint alt
enter info the problem.
The French engineers, with their
characteristic thoroughness, have long
recognized the importance and complexity
of the good roads prob'em,
nnrl unnrlv li'ilf n
i .. . .1 1 ' CIJ-.W I IH.-JT
commenced that careful investigat'on
which i;; still being carried on by a
force of trained exports. The analytical
study of the subject, which was
set on foot by M. Buffet, Engineer of
Roads and Bridges, as far back a?
1SGS, has developed Into the present
municipal laboratory; which has so
greatly extended its field of work,
that to-day it. is considered by many
to he the finest in e>;i once. At tho
date mentioned, apparatus was installed
for testing the resistance of
paving materials to wear by friction;
which was followed by a machine for
testing tho resistance to niirnsinn nf
tho stone used in Macadamn roads.
The laboratory also includes means
for artificially producing those conditions
and forces of a climatic character
which lend to break up and destroy
road surfaces.
Now here, it seems to us, is a plan
which might very well be followed in
this country by the founding of a national
good roads laboratory, say at
Washington, which might co-operate
with similar but smaller institutions
provided for and continued !y tho
various State legislatures. The cost
of carrying on such institutions would
represent but a moderate pcrcontago
of the money that is annually thrown
away on tho construction and socalled
repair of highways by the pro?
cut defective methods. ? Scientific
American.
Why France ? I'irh.
Paris is the mecca of foreigners.
They conic? from all parts of the world
to enjoy life in the great metropolis;
and the yearly income from tl is
source alone approximates
000. Along with this Item the earnings
of French capitalists on theii investments
in the securities an 1 properties
of other countries amount to
fully $250,0<M?,000 yearly. On the
other side of the account is an adverse
halanco of trade, which rji Hhi7
amounted to $ 1 20,<)00,006; 1) (luct
this outgo from her income of $s:.
OOOJOOO, and it leaves Franc wi:Jj
? iou.uv'.'.uuu 10 Uie good. Instead
of petting an income of $rtO),0O0.Oi>>
from foreign tourist;:, tin* I' 11 i'? <I
P: a?<;? pnyrt out at lea.-t :> 1o,0?? 0
for the expensed of American t.>uri.-'Is
tihroad. Again, instead of drawing
SUflo.OOO.OOO yearly from for i-n investments,
111 ico jntry pn>s out
$300,000,000 to foivign invc :ors in
our securities and propi rti s. A
lltlrd factor is the army of a 1 i? i;- who
[lock hero from all parts of tin- world
to lioiud u]? money which they lake
back to their own countries; this
Irain costs us $300,000,000 more,
\dd $100,000,000 more which w?< pay
"or ocean freights in foreign vessels
ind the yearly outgo is <6,0 i '.Ooo.
Deduct our yearly income $ri00,?
>00,001) for favorable trade b;tlai)c> ,
iiul it loaves a yearly defle.lt of
>00,000.- Moody's Magazine.
A Suggested liaise.
Harry Thurston 1'eck, the brilliant
Title, was talking, at the Century
Mub it) New York, about the value of
uggestion in literature.
"Suggestion is often more efYecive,"
he said, "(ban out-and-out
tatement. This is especially tnio re.
;arding a hero's excellence. A hern's
xcellence, stated out. and out, may
'In him, you know, the reader's <!isIke.
''Suggestion is more artistic, And
Ills is true no less in li.e than i;i Iitrat
ure.
"A business man said one day, after
orrowing bis < nice boy's knife:
" 'How is it, Tommy, that you,
lone, of my whole largo office fore*,
hvays have your knife with you?'
" 'I guess,' the boy answered* 'it's
ecause my wn?es are so low I can't
fl'ord more than one pair of pgats.' "
-Washington Star.