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Pub. by Doubleday,
BOOK II?THE ROOT.
CHAPTER XII.
Temptation.
When Stuart had seated himself on
ohQ if In
a luxurious icuuici -vuinvu v.?. ?
the little sitting-room he gazed into
the flickering Are with a feeling of
strange excitement.
He could hear Bivens giving orders
to his employees about the removal of
his millions to the vaults below. It
would take hours to complete the task.
He could hear the deep vibrant ring
of the gold, as the men dumped it into
bags.
As he listened to the curious sound
he began dimly to realize that the
foundation of his life and character
were being undermined. There could
be no mistake about it. He had made
some brave talk to Bivens's face as he
stared at the daring display of his
money. He couldn't realize it then.
He was on guard. But now that he
was alone and his imagination began
to paint pictures and his fancy to '
weave visions, he saw the beckoning
hand of Temptation from a high mountain
wave invitingly toward the world
below, and the vision was beautiful.
He lifted his eyes from the Are and
they rested on an exquisite miniature
of Nan which had been painted just
after her marriage. The artist had
caught the pose of her magnificent
neck and head in an inspired moment. 1
He forgot the ten black years of lone- 1
liness and struggle. He was standing 1
before her again in all the pride and '
strength of those last days of passionate
longing and bitter rebellion.
His heart gave a throb of fierce protest
against the fate that had robbed
him of the one thing on earth he had '
ever really desired. He tried in vain
to separate her from the struggle of
character and principle he was fighting 1
with Blvens. In spite of every effort his
imagination persisted in painting
scenes with Nan which mu3t come in- 1
evitably from an intimate business association
with her husband. The very
idea of such treachery roused his soul
to fury, but always the picture return- '
ed and always Nan's smiling face came 1
to beckon him on and her voice, soft 1
and full or tenderness, caiieu.
When Blvens entered he found his 1
tall figure bent low in the chair and a
scowl on his face.
The little black eyes sparkled with
the certainty of victory. He knew the 1
poison was at work and its wine had 1
found the ao\il. J
"Now, Jim, down to business!"
Stuart looked up with a start, recovered
himself and replied sharply: 1
"All right?fire away.'
Bivens drew a chair close, rubbed
his slender hands and began in quiet
tones:
"You can see that I have the cash.
What I must have to do the big thing
I've dreamed is a right-hand man 1
whom I can trust with my money, my <
body, and my soul. He must be a !
man with brains, and farseeing eyes. A
man who will fight to the death and be
loyal with every breath, who will work (
day and night, a man of iron nerve,
iron muscle and a heart of steel. Come
in with me, Jim. for all you're worth,
with all your brain and will and personality,
without a single reservation,
and I'll give you a partnership of onefourth
interest in my annual income i
and I'll guarantee that it shall never
he less than a million a year."
Stuart sprang to his feet and stared
at Bivens, gasping!
"You mean this?are you serious .'"
A friendly smile lighted the dark
face as he slowly replied:
"Certainly I'm serious. And my
proposition is a sound one from a business
point of view, otherwise I
wouldn't make it. though you are the
only man in the world who might tempt
me to do a foolish thing for purely
sentimental reasons. Still the offer is
not made because you fought the battle
of a poor white boy one day down
south a long time ago. I've made it
because I know you're worth it."
Stuart shook his head.
"I expected the offer of a generous
salary. Pal, but this is simply stunning."
"I told you I'd make you a proposition
so big and generous you couldn't
get away from it. But mind you, I've
the best reasons for making it. We are
entering the last phase of a worldStruggle
for financial supremacy. This
country is to be the real centre of modnAwiP
rint in that harbor lie at
anchor ships that fly the flags of every
nation, but they are all carrying out
goods to the ends of the earth. The
balance of trade with Europe alone
is more than a million a day in our favor.
We are producing gold at the
rate of a million and a half a week and
we keep it. With our untold resources,
our inexhaustible supplies of coal and
metal, with the most industrious, intelligent
and progressive working men
laboring under the best conditions and
with the most efficient tools ever
known in human history, we must become
and will become quickly the
economic masters of the world. When
that happens somebody is going to be
master here."
Bivens rose and paced bac k and
forth a moment.
"Somebody's going to be master
here, Jim," he repeated, "and it's not
going to be a mob, the stupid, howling,
slobbering thing that clutched at your
throat that day in front of my bank"
No."
"Nor will it be a clumsy soulless corporation
called a "Trust," either, a
thing that can be badgered and hounded
bv every hungry thieving politician
who gets into office. The coming master
of masters, the king of kings will
be a man?a man on whose imperial
word will hang the fate of empires."
"What do vou mean?" Stuart asked
with quick emphasis.
"Just what I said. The seat on this
nation's government is not at Washington,
D. ('. It's a silly idea. We
have some very tine buildings there
and a crowd of fools rattle around in
the Capitol and make a lot of noise.
} But 1 met the King of America the
roflvil
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other day in this panic. He sent for
me. You can bet I answered the call.
He made me eat dirt and swear that I
liked the taste of it. But I'll get even
with him yet!"
Two livid spots suddenly appeared on
the swarthy cheeks and he choked Into
silence.
"There was more truth than romance
In the story that I deserted my
associates in that panic, Jim. I had
to do it. I was given my choice. I
could do it or walk the plank. Not one
of the men I deserted in that pool
would have hesitated a moment to do
exactly what I did under the same
conditions; but, Jim, it hurt. Somewhere
down deep there's something
that makes me hold fast to a man who
stands with me. And the one ambition
of my life now is to crush the man
who forced me to lick his feet that day,
and I'll do it yet!"
Again his voice sank to a whisper
and Stuart watched his convulsed
features with increasing fascination.
"The world is waiting," he continued,
"for its real master?not a multimillionaire,
but the coming billionaire.
The rulers of the old world fawn on
our financiers and envy tneir power.
But the king of kings is yet to come.
If I had been ready in this panic with
the capital I have today I could have
made a billion. With the power and
experience I now have and one such
man as you on whom I can depend I'd
double my fortune every year. That
means that in five years I will be a
billionaire, and only forty-two.
"Think for a minute what that means
if you can! A billion dollars will
double itself in seven years. At forty two
I'd be worth a billion. At fortynine
I'd have two billions. At fiftyeight
I'd be worth four billions?and
Just old enough to really begin to do
things. That is on the supposition that
my money only increases by its banking
power, which is the smallest way
to look at it. In seven years I'd start
with a billion preparing for the grand 1
coup of the next panic. It always
comes within a decade. The man who
enters a panic with one billion dollars
in cash if he had the nerve, the daring,
and the brains can*emerge with fifty.
"Give me one billion answerable to
?? will olnnp nnH T ran rule this na
tion. Give me four billions r d no
king or emperor, president or parliament
on this globe will dare to make
peace or war without consulting me. '
The power which Caesar or Napoleon
wielded will be child's play to the
power within my grasp. When such a '
man lives the world will know for the
first time in history the might of a
real master.
"How long could this republic stand
if such a man should see fit to change
its form? Even now our petty millionaires
buy courts and legislatures,
and the control of great cities. But the
new king would know no limitations to
this power. He would make the laws,
shape and dictate public opinion, subsidize
the church and the schools, di- '
red the courts, control all industries, '
direct all banks, fix the wages of labor, !
the prices of all goods, regulate supply
and demand and absorb all profits.
"If Europe now cringes at the feet of
our present millionaire king of Wall
street, emperors beg his favor and
princes wait at his door, what could
the real ruler of the world do with
these puppets when he comes into his
kingdom?"
Bivens's voice again sank into low
passionate whispers, while his black
eyes again became two points of fierce
gleaming light.
Stuart watched him with amazement
at the revelation of volcanic passions
which slumbered beneath his pigmy
form. For the moment, too, he was
swept from his feet by the rush of
emotion. And again his eye rested on
the smiling face of Nan looking at him
from the ivory miniature on the mantel.
When the crucial moment came fo?*
his manhood to answer, the speech of
brave denunciation died on his lips.
The vision was too wonderful, the
heights to which he had been invited
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with words. Deep down in every strong
man's soul is the consciousness of his
own strength, the certainty that if put
to the test he is the equal of any oth
er man who walks the earth: thai if
ne were suddenly thrust into the seat
of the mighty he could play their roles
with credit if not with glory. At the
door of this yellow empire, mightier
than kings in purple rule, his conscience
halted, hesitated and stammered.
He found himself, in spite of
honor and character, for the mom "it
measuring himself with Bivens in the
struggle for supremacy which would
sooner or later come between them if
he should enter such an alliance.
Bivens saw his hesitation and hastened
to add in generous tones:
"You needn't rush your decision,
Jim. Take your time. Think it over
from every point of view. You're
hound to accept in the end."
Stuart flushed and his hand trembled
as he drew it nervously across
his forehead.
"It's no use in my quibbling, Cal,
your offer is a stirring one. It tempts
me immensely. I feel the call of the
old blood-struggle in me, the inheritance
of centuries of the lust of battle,
and I'm beginning to see now that the
world's battles are no longer fought
with sword and gun. During the past
months of excitement I've felt it too?
the rush of this Idond?call to my heart.
I've wanted to ride men down in the
streets and carry their heads on a
pike."
"Take your time, Jim." Bivens broke
in. rising. "'There's a tide in the affairs
of men which, taken at its flood'
?you know the rest. But this tide will
not ebb out for you tonight. I'm going
to let it flow about you for days
and weeks and months if need be. In
the meantime I've got to see more of
you. Nan wants it and I want it. You
must come up to our house and entertainments.
The politicians have turn
ed you down but the big: men who
count are afraid of you and they'll go
out of their way to meet you. Come
up to dinner with us tonight. I want
you to make my home your home
whether you accept my offer or not."
Stuart hesitated.
"Really, (*al, I oughtn't to go tonight."
"Why not?"
"Well you see, old man, I'm afraid
I've let you take too much for granted.
I've got to fight this thing out
alone. It's the biggest thing physically
and morally I've ever been up
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awhile."
"Oh, nonsense, be alone as much as
you like later. Nan insisted on my
bringing: you tonight, and you've got
to come, to save me from trouble if
nothing else. I've an engagement down
town after dinner. You and Nan can
talk over old times. I promise you
faithfully that not a word of business
shall be spoken.
Stuart felt the foundations of life
slipping beneath his feet and yet he
couldn't keep back the answer:
"All right, I'll come."
CHAPTER XIII.
The Forbidden Land.
As Stuart dressed for the dinner he
thought of Harriet with a pang. He
had promised her to try to keep out|
of danger. But could she know or understand
the struggle through which J
he was passing! He wondered vaguely
why he had seen so little of her
lately. She had become more and
more absorbed in her music and her
manner had grown shy and embarrassed.
Yet, whenever he had resented
it and stopped to lounge and chat
and draw her out, she was always her
old sweet self.
The doctor, too, had avoided him of
late and he noticed that his clothes
had begun to look shabby. He hurried
down stairs, determined to see him
a moment before leaving.
He caught him hurrying from the
house and laid his hand affectionately
on his arm.
"These are tough times, doctor, and
if you need any help you must let me
know."
The older man's voice trembled as
he replied:
"Thank you, my boy, that's a very
unusual speech to hear these days. It
renews my faith in the world."
"You're not in trouble?"
The doctor lifted his head gently.
"My troubles are so much lighter
than those of the people I know, I
can't think of them. So many of my
friends and patients have given up in
this panic. So many have died for
the lack of bread. I'll let you know
If I'm In trouble myself."
He paused and pressed Stuart's
hand.
"I'm glad you asked me. The sun
will shine brighter today. I must hurry."
With a swing of his stalwart form
and a generous wave of his hand he
was gone.
When Stuart reached the Drive he
alighted and walked slowly toward the
Bivens palace. He had never been
there before. He had always avoided
the spot. He smiled now at the childishness
of his attitude toward Nan.
It seemed incredible that a sane man
should tahoo one of the most beautiful
spots in the city, merely because a
woman lived In the neighborhood who
once professed her love to him.
He paused in front of the block on
which the millionaire's house stood,
amazed at the perfection of its detail,
and above all amazed at the impression
of homelike comfort and friendly
hospitality which it gave. He had expected
an imposing front, whose effects
would impress and stun. He had not
conceived the possibility of such a
huge palace, set so commandingly in
the centre of a block amid trees and
shrubbery and iron picket fence, that
it would suggest comfort and happiness.
Yet the impression was unmistakable.
The friendly lights seemed
to reprove him for a long and foolish
absence.
The full moon had just risen and
flooded the Drive and park and river
with silvery mystery. He studied the
effects of the building with wonder and)
admiration. Evidently Bivens had
given his architects a free hand and
they had wrought a poem in marble.
The fact was they had an easy task to
persuade hiin. He had never boasted
his culture or taste or ancestry. He
knew and keenly felt the humility of
his early origin and his one terror
when he became rich was that he might
be crude and ridiculous before others.
When he found that his architects were
men of genius he submitted to their
guidance without a word.
So fascinated was Stuart with the
beauty and perfection of the great
house he walked around the block before
entering, viewing it from every
angle?always to find some new Win
shimmering in the moonlight that held
his eye and charmed his fancy.
What a strange thing, this medieval
palace, standing in stately beauty in
the midst of the hideous, ugly uniformity
of the most modern, unromantic
and materialistic city of the world!
What was its meaning?
And the tall iron fence with the
bristling spikes to keep out the mob,
and that queer underground entrance
on the side. These feudal minarets,
battlements and frowning black iron
pikes, were they symbolic of a revival
of the feudal spirit of the Middle Ages?
Or were they merely the day-dreams
of an artist with no social meaning beyond
the vagaries of his fancy?
Had a new master of the world really
been born? And bad he begun to
build his castles to stun and over-awe
the rabbles that pass his door? Or was
this strange being as yet neither fish
nor fowl, neither beast nor human,
merely a fungous growth in the diseased
tissue of the modern world? Who
< 0111(1 tell? Surely His MKe nau never
been seen in the history of man?this
modern money-maniac, this strange
creature of iron muscles, always hurrying,
daring, scheming, plotting, with
never a moment's relaxation, day or
night, eating or drinking, working or
sleeping, in his office or in his home,
going or coining in his yacht with
wireless tower, his private car with
telegraph office, his secretary always
by his side, a telephone always at his
bed. with no time to live, no time to
love, with only time to light and kill
and pile the spoils of war on high!
The old baron who lived beneath
those graceful minarets and walked
behind these pikes felt his high responsibilities.
He was the champion of
his people against their enemies. He
was their protector while he claimed
to he their lord. But this strange new creature,
who had begun to masquerade
ir his ancient armour and steal his
crests, who is he? Certainly he ac- (
knowledges no obligations to any people.
Stuart was roused from his reverie
by the passing of a powerfully built
man who had been following him since (
he had first approached the Bivens (
pa'.ace. The keen eyes searched his
face with piercing gaze and the lawyer (
smiled is he recognized in the stranger
one of the private guards of which the
modern masters of the world have felt
the need. In the Middle Ages he stood
watch on the ramparts of the baron's {
castle?now he walks the block and '
lifts his finger to suspicious persons.
In the old days he wore his armour on
the outside and carried a spear. Now
he wears a hidden coat of mail and
carries concealed two automatic guns.
The guard smiled In friendly recognition
and Stuart knew that he was
expected by the servants of the great
man.
The sentinel was an Italian. Blvens,
the son of a poor white man of the
south, whom even negroes once pitied,
had recruited his palace guard from
the children of the Caesars. Could any
fact more loudly proclaim the passing
of the era of political fictions and the
dawn of the age of materialism, the
passing of the king who ruled by divine
right and the coming of the reign
of the huckster?
Stuart was shown into the drawing
room by a powdered flunky whose costume
was designed by one of the court
tailors of Europe. While awaiting the
arrival of the mistress of the house he
looked about the room with increasing
amazement. He had expected to find
that the authority of the artist-architect
would yield at the door to the personal
whims of the owner. He expected
to find here a vulgar and extravagant
taste, a vernal art without mind
or genius. Instead he found the pei-for>?ir?n
nf crane eteeance. auiet rich- ,
ness and surprising beauty, everywhere
the overwhelming impression of
conscious dignity and exhaustless reserve
power.
He ruhbed his eyes to see If he were
dreaming, entranced with his surroundings.
In spite of the tragedy It
all meant to his own life he drank In
its effects as a poet long exiled from
his native land drinks in the beauty
and glory of his home-coming. Somewhere
in this world or another In the
mists of eternity his soul had seen this
before. The whole conception of the
thing was noble and it had been nobly
and beautifully executed. The artist
who wrought his vision thus in matter
had sung for Joy In its creation
and the joyous beat of his heart throbbed
in the rhythm of every exquisite
line.
He began to realize for the first time
the triumph of the woman who had
bartered him for gold. His eyes rested
on a life-size portrait of Nan done
by the" foremoST" fcrtfaf Of Europe. It
filled the entire space above the great
mantel reaching to the ceiling and so
skillfully had it been set In the massive
panel one seemed to be looking
through an opening into another room?
the figure was not a picture but the
living woman about to extend her
hand in friendly greeting to her
guests.
(To Be Continued.)
OATH OF HIPPOCRATES.
It Has Long Been the Pattern of a
Physician's Obligation.
Hippocrates. styled through the
ages the "father of medicine," was
born on the Isle of Cos about 470 B.
C. and lived over ninety years. He
was the contemporary of Pericles.
Socrates. Zenophon, Plato, Herodotus,
Thueydldes. Phidias and many
other illustrious men. Himself a descendant
of Asclepios, he studied
medicine under Oorgias and Democritus
and also under that Herodlcus
who first taught that systematic exercise
was a cure for many ailments, j
The oath of Hippocrates, long the ]
pattern of a physician's obligation,
ran us follows: j
"I swear by Apollo, the physician, i
and Asclepios, and I call Hygeia and t
Panacela and all the gods to witness, '
thut to the best of my power and f
judgment the solemn vow which I t
now make I will honor as my father >
the master who taught me the art of f
medicine; his children I will consider
as my brothers and teach them my
profession without fee or reward. I
will admit to my lectures and discourses
my own sons, my master's
sons and those pupils who have taken
the medical oath, but no one (
else. I will prescribe such medicnes
as may be the best suited to the '
cases of my patients, according to 1
the best of my knowledge, and no ?
temptation shall ever induce me to
administer poison. I will religiously
maintain the purity of my charac- 1
ter and the honor of my art. Into |
whatever house I enter I will enter |
it with the sole view of relieving the t
sick and conduct myself with propriety
toward all the members of the
family. If during my attendance I
hear anything that should not be revealed
1 will keep it a profound secret.
If 1 observe this oath may I
have success in this life, and may I
obtain general esteem after it; if I
break it may the contrary be my
lot."?Charles Winslow Hall in National
Magazine.
How the Wheels Go Round.
A watch is such a very every-day
affair, that few persons realize what a
wonderful machine it is that is ticking
in their vest pockets, whether it may
have cost $100, or may have been purchased
for $1. The complex and delicate
mechanism is subjected to worse
treatment than is ordinarilv civen a
wagon. Persons who carefully oil
sewing machines and heavy engines, 8
seem to expect a watch to run and
keep perfect time, year after year,
without a drop of oil, though the
wheels of the larger machines do but
a small fraction of the work performed
by those of the watch.
A simple statement of figures does
not. ordinarily, carry much force,
but some idea of what a running
watch performs in the way of a
wheel-revolution can be gained from
the following:
The main wheel makes 4 revolutions
in 24 hours, or 1460 in a year.
The second, or center, wheel, makes
24 revolutions in as many hours, and
7760 in a year. The third wheel,
revolving 102 times in 24 hours, has
registered 69,0X0 by the end of the
year. The fourth wheel, which carries
the second hand, must make
1440 revolutions in 24 hours, or
f,2.r,.600 in a year, while the fifth, or
scape-wheel, revolves 1 2.064 times in
each 24 hours, making a yearly total
of 4.728,400 revolutions. The number
of beats or vibrations is 388,800
per 24 hours, or 141.812.000 in a
year.?Chicago Tribune.
pisffUanrous ^cailinfl.
THE 3CHOOL BOOK ADOPTION.
Governor Bloaso Makes Some More
Remarks on the Subject.
Governor Blease, says a dispatch
to the Greenville News, on Tuesday
afternoon gave out a statement on
the text book adoption matter as follows
in reply to a statement from
tjie state superintendent of education,
Mr. J. K. Swearingen, published
Monday:
: "I have seen Superintendent Swearingen's
statement.
j "I have no comment to make. He
Is entitled to his opinion, and I have
the highest regard for him; and, If
rte is a candidate for re-election, he
tias my best wishes for his success;
'or I think he Is conscientious and
trying to do what he believes to be
right. However, after a most care'ul
and thorough investigation, I am
latlsfied that the seven gentlemen
who represented the state by appointment
on this board (and who
ii*e appointed by my predecessor)
ire equally as conscientious and as
lonorable gentlemen, and did what
:hey believed was for the best Inter?j?t
of the children of South Camilla.
"I considered the changing of this
poard. Certain newspapers were
ery loud In their denunciation of me
n contemplation of such action and
moke in the verv highest and laud
ible terms of these gentlemen, and
t appeared from their ravings that
lad I removed these gentlemen I
vould have been subjected to the
nost severe censure.
("Now, that the adoption Is over.
iome of these same papers are criticising
these gentlemen. If they can
nake their position consistent, after
>ublishing these contradictory statenents,
all right, for it will only be
n keeping with the easing of their
conscience for their other falsehoods
ind vituperation In which they have
engaged.
"On the morning of the beginning
>f the book adoption. I was called
iway from Columbia, and, therefore,
vas not present at the adoption of
he books on the morning of the first
lay. Neither was I present when the
rote was taken on the question raised
by Superintendent Swearingen,
hat each man record his vote on
ach book. If I had been present I
vould have voted for Mr. Swearlnren's
plan; and. if any one Is interested
enough to know, I will be deighted
to state how I voted on each
>ook that was adopted during my
jresence. I think my record in the
louse of representatives, and In the
itate senate and In the governor's ofIce
will Justify me In saying that I
lave always been free and open in
every act that I have ever committed
tnd I have no apologies? to make to
my man or set of men. I recognize
10 "boss" but the people, and when
go before them, to them alone will
[ give an account.
"I refused on several occasions to
tee book men. Notably in this class
vere the agents of the American
Book company, and I have been in'orroed
that Mr. Pair, one of their
-epresentatives, was rather severe in
lis criticism of my not allowing him
o see me and discuss his books with
lim. When book men called, I defined
to see them?stating to some
o see Mr. Swearlngen; that he was
itate superintendent of education,
ind that the people had elected him
o perform that d'lty and not me. As
o Glnn & CO., guess Mr. Walker
vill hardly say that I had any favors
or them. The only agents with
vhom T did have any conversation
if consequence did not get even a
look, except Prof. White.
"As I have said before, my fight
vas for southern books, and we
idopted Whit's. Thompson's, Kilard's,
Wallace's, Simms' and other
touth Carolina authors. As to the
tVheeler readers, while I was not
iresent when they were adopted,
hey are by a Kentuckian and many
if the other books adopted were by
louthern authors; and In my opinion
iur people would rather pay a little
nore and have their children taught
he truth In southern books than to
lay less and be taught books by
Yankee authors, and taught to beleve
that Iheir grandfathers and
heir great-grandfathers, were tralor
q to th^ir vstnftv
"I regret that Superintendent
twearlngen looks at the matter as he
loes.
"As for my part of It. Ignorant as
[ was as to the needs of the children,
[ did the hest I could. As for the
lalance?T refer the people to Pro'essnr
O'Drlseoll, Mr. Rice, Profesmr
Daniels. Professor Rembert.
Professor Toms. Professor Thackson
and Senator Glenn. If this is a
Please board, or if these gentlemen
vere controlled by me, or If they are
orrupt then lay all the blame on my
ihoulders. and T will gladly carry It
jntll the people of South Carolina
jive the command. 'Lay It down.'"
HIGHER PRICED COTTON.
_ondon Thinks That the Limit Haa
Not Been Reached.
The following enlightening article
>n the world's cotton situation Is furllshed
to Daily Consular and Trade
Reports by I'nlted States Consul Gen>ral
John L. Griffiths. London:
Since the financial depression in
he I'nlted States in 1907 up to the
>resent time the cotton situation, as
ealized in Great Britain, has been
>ne of perplexity and anxiety, due
argely to the inadequate supply of
aw material to keep pace with the
greater mill capacity and with the
ligher prices which have been necesiltated
by the efforts on the part of
nanufacturers to obtain sufficient
aw material to carry on their mills.
The number of cotton spindles In
he world is estimated at 135,000.000,
vhlch is an increase of at least 20,100.000
spindles since 1907. During
he past ten years there has been &n
ncrease of 10.400,000 spindles in the
United Kingdom. 7.500,000 spindles
n Continental Europe, and 1,155,000
ipindles in India. The Increase in the
United States for the same period is
stimated at about the same number
is in the United Kingdom. The anlual
potential consuming capacity of
he world's spindles, if running on
ull time, is placed at 22,500.000
>ales of 500 pounds. In 1908-9 there
vere 6.000,000 less spindles and a
onsumption of about 19,500,000
Miles. The production that year was
jractlcally the same as the consumpion.
In the following year, however,
he production of cotton fell off by
ibout 2,500,000 bales, while the pres nt
season of 1910-11 can hardly proluce
1,000,000 bales in excess of the
ireeeding season, which would be 4,>00,000
bales less than the potential
onsumption. It is evident from this
tit tin t ion that there is a shortage In
lie supply of raw material, which remits
in increased prices. Although
he average price of cotton during
1909-10 was the highest for twentyive
years it is thought that the averige
price for 1910-11 will be at least
wo cents per pound more.
The net weight of cotton of all kinds
luinufaeured in the United Kingdom
luring 1909-10 was 1,555.136,820
louiuls. of tile product of this cot
ton the exports in the form of yarns
aggregated 194,425,800 pounds and
cloths 5.722.328,000 yards. At the
rate of seven yards of cloth to the
pound of cotton there was a total export
of 1,011,228 pounds. Disregarding
the ordinary allowance of ten per
cent for waste In spinning it will be
seen that only 543,235,592 pounds of
cotton were left for domestic use,
which would Indicate that the per
capita consumption of the United
Kingdom, with its population of about
44,000,000 people, was about 12.07
pounds. This per capita consumption
of the United States last year
was 27.7 pounds of cotton, or more
than double that of the United Kingdom.
The year 1909 was a bad year in
the British cotton trade, but 1910
showed perceptible improvement.
Prices throughout the year were high
but during the last few months there
was a sufficient demand to keep spin
ners well employed and to yield a
profit to the manufacturer.
The visible supplies of the different
varieties of cotton on December
30. 1909 and 1910, respectively, Were
as follows: American, 3,797,690 and
4,198,790 bales: East Indian, 211,520
and 188,060 bales; Egyptian,
320,310 and 440,420 bales; and oth65,400
and 52,260 bales, making a
total of 4,394,920 bales In 1909 and
4,879,530 bales In 1910.
There was a scarcity In 1910 of
American, Egyptian, and of all other
kinds of cotton except East Indian.
Although there was a record supply
from India of 5,250,000 bales, the aggregate
cotton production of the
world was smaller than in any year
since 1905. The Egyptian crop of
1909-10 was small and was marketed
at high prices. The total crop Is placed
at 475,073,340 pounds, against
641,357,635 pounds and 687.293,555
pounds respectively, in the two previous
seasons. This season's Egyptian
crop, however, promises to be unusually
large. The,crop of 1909-10 was
the smallest In fifteen years.
The most disturbing feature In the
cotton trade In the United Kingdom
in 1910 was the losses sustained by
Pritlsh Importers through the fraudulent
dealings of a firm of Alabama
cotton shippers who had issued and
drawn for large amounts against
spurious bills of lading. A determiner!
effort has since been made to Dro
vide some means by which the British
purchaser of cotton may be protected
against such an Imposition.
The British Cotton Growing association
is constantly seeking fresh
sources of cotton supply, and it is believed
that the output in Egypt can
be greatly Increased. However, with
all the effort expended by the association,
the results up to this time
have been disappointing and for
many years to come England will
still be compelled to look to the United
States for the greater portion of
its supply of raw cotton.
In 1910 deputations from many
countries urged the British authorities
to encourage the cultivation of
cotton in India, because East Indian
cotton is said to be well adapted to
standards. The British Cotton Growing
association is endeavoring to raise
$2,433,250 to increase the production
of cotton in different parts of the empire.
The British cotton operatives
have contributed to this sum $48,665,
and expect to Increase their contribution.
The government has also
promised to contribute $48,665, a
year for three years to the association.
India seems to be the country
upon which British hopes are largely
centered, and it is predicted that before
long that country may be able
to furnish 10,000.000 bales. This, of
course, is largely speculative.
One of the leading manufacturers
In Manchester, in speaking of the
nsAonnnla fnr tho nnttnn trnHo lit thu
close of 1910. said:
Today producers In yarn and cloth
are well sold and are so fortified with
contracts that spinners and manufacturers
can hold out for full quotations.
The margin today is wider than
for some time back. The piece goods
trade at the beginning of 1911 has
shown renewed signs of activity and
it would appear that dealers abroad
are in the mood to operate extensively
even at current high values. Undoubtedly
the foreign outlets are
healthy and the prospects are brighter
than for some years. The American
spinning section is also doing better
and the outlook is not discouraging.
Egyptian yarns, too. do not look
badly, owing partly to a big cotton
crop. Speaking broadly, the year
has commenced well, and though the
production in cloth and yarn is larger
today than ever before it may be
expected that 1911 wll be distinctly
better as a whole than the preceding
twelve months. A feature is the
comparative scarcity of operative
weavers. It is estimated that in 1910
about 3,000 weavers, etc., emigrated
to the United States.
Sir Edward Grey, secretary of state
for foreign affairs, in a brief address
to the committee of the International
' ederation, November 21, 1910, said,
with regard to the world-wide Importance
of the cotton industry and the
necessity for a constant supply of raw
material:
The cotton industry is indeed one of
the greatest industries in the world;
great in size and importance; great,
I think, from whatever point of view
you look at It. T suppose you may
measure the worth of an industry In
the first place by the value of its product
to mankind. The product of the
cotton Industry, we are sometimes
told by people who have had experience
of uncivilized countries, is a token
of civilization; a demand for cotton
goods is one of the first signs of
civilization. It would be going too
far to say that this demand Is the ultimate
end and object of civilization.
Put this, at least, is true. No nation
and no people has yet reached such a
point of civilization or such a stage
of development of any kind as to have
outgrown the use of the products of
the cotton Industry. In the next
place, one may look at the industry
from the effect it has on the characI
ter and social development of those
who engage in it. In no center of
great industry has the development
of character and social progress been
greater than in those districts which
are connected with the cotton industry.
It is so In our country; I believe
It Is so in every country. The Industry
has outgrown the production of
the raw material.
Fourteen Fly Pointers.
1. Keep the flies away from the
sick, especially those ill with contagious
diseases. Kill every fly that
strays into the sick room. His body
is covered with disease germs.
2. Do not allow decaying material
of any sort to accumuate on or near
your premises.
3. All refuse which tends In any
way to fermentation, such as bedding
straw, paper waste and vegetable
matter should be disposed of or covered
with lime or kerosene.
4. Screen all food.
5. Keep all receptacles for garbage
covered and the cans cleaned or
sprinkled with oil or lime.
6. Keep all stable manure In covered
vault or pit, or use phosphate
rock freely as an absorbent.
7. See that your sewerage system
!o tit wn/wl nrrlpr
ft. Pour kerosene Into the drains.
9. Cover fond after a meal: burn or
bury all table refuse.
1?. Screen all food exposed for sale.
11. Screen all windows and doors,
especially the kitchen and diningroom.
12. Burn pyrethrnm powder in the
house to kill the flies.
12. Don't forget, if you see flies,
that their breeding-place is in nearby
filth. It may. be behind the door,
under the table or in the cuspidor.
14. If there is no dirt and tilth,
(there will be no flies.?Selected.
LESS0N8 FROM THE ORIENT.
Education and Machinery Greatest
Advantage of Ocoident.
It Is the wise man who knows how
to profit by the mistakes of others,
and with that thought In view Mr.
Clarence Poe contributes to the
World's Work for July a most illuminating
article. In which he undertakes
to summarize the results of the Inj
vestlgatlons which he made during
the extended tour of the Orient from
which he has just returned. There Is
much that we of the Occident may
learn from the older civllizatlonfl of
the east, thinks Mr. Poe, much by
way of example, much more, perhaps,
by way of warning.
It Is to a lesson of the latter sort
that the reader's attention Is first directed.
Mr. Poe tells of a trip which
he made through the country north
of Peking, where he found river-valley
after river-valley, "once rich and
productive but now become an abomination
of desolation?covered with
countless tons of sand and stone
brought down from the treeless mountainsides."
Rivers upon whose bosoms
a rich traffic once moved, which
were spanned with splendid bridges,
their hanks lined with thriving towns
and busy cities, are now dribbling
streamlets or sandbeds In the dry season
and raging torrents In the wet. At
N'ankou Pass numbers of quaint Mongolian
horses and awkward camels
and donkeys were seen by Mr. Poe,
bearing homeward little bags of coal
"dearly bought fuel to be sparingly
used through the long winter's cold
in quantities Just large enough to cook
the meagre meals, or In extreme
weather to keep the poor peasants
from freezing." Yet the mountain
slopes, too steep for cultivation, would
utlfh u/loo ottpntlnn tn
tree growth, fuel for thousands and
tens of thousands, besides affording
protection against devastating floods.
But If the Oriental has been neglectful
of the conservation of natural
resources, he has nevertheless a very
keen appreciation of the value of the
wealth of the Indivdual, and wastefulness
is looked upon as essentially immoral.
Mr. Poe tells a story of Iyeyasu,
founder of the Tokugawa dynasty,
illustrative of this truth. "When
virtual dictator of Japan," he says,
"Iyeyasu was seen smoothing out an
old silk kakama. 'I was doing this,' he
said, 'not because of the worth of the
garment in itself, but because of what
it needed to produce it. It is the result
of the toll of some poor woman,
and that Is why I value it. If we do
not think while using these things of
the toll and effort required to produce
them, then our want of consideration
puts us on a level with ine beasts.' "
Mr. Poe finds In Japan a "horrible
example" of the evils of militarism,
the average Japanese citizen paying
thirty per cent of his total income in
taxes, most of which goes for the payment
of the empire's war debt and
for military preparations He urges
most earnestly the Importance of relieving
the nations from the terrible
burdens under which they are now
staggering because as yet "we are living
in the days of anarchy."
"Still more Important, however, In
Mr. Poe's opinion, is the conservation
of our physical stamina and racial
strength. "The Chinaman of today,"
he savs! "Is giving up opium, is al
most free from other forms of Intemperance,
Is afire with a new enthusiasm
for athletics and for athletic
training; and he is already so physically
fit and adaptable that I found
him as hardy and un untiringly energetic
beneath an equatorial sun in
Singapore as in the rigorous climate
of north-central Manchuria. It made
me wonder if the 'meek who are to
Inherit the earth' in the end may not
prove to be the Chinese!" Similar
conditions were remarked by Mr. Poe
In Japan, where, also there is no race
suicide. Mr. Poe soon observing that
"it looked almost as unnatural to see
a woman between twenty and forty
without a baby on her back as it
would be to see a camel without a
hump." Mr. Poe quotes and accepts
as authoritative the statement of Mr.
Putnam Weale in his new book, "The
Conflict of Color," that whereas the
races double in eighty years, the
yellow or brown double In sixty, and
the black In forty. We were struck
with this statement at the time Mr.
Weale's book appeared last fall, and
remarked upon It, but we found ourselves
unable to accept Mr. Weale's
rather sweeping deductions and we
did not consider that he exercised a
proper diligence in establishing the
verity of his often startling declarations.
Mr. Poe, however thinks that such
a conflict as Mr. VVeale has predicted
is by no means unlikely, and perhaps
the most Interesting portion of his article
is that devoted to a consideration
di lllP qualities mai nave given me
white race leadership thus far," arid
the steps which should be taken for
their conservation. Passing by with
casual mention such fundamental
reasons for white supremacy as "the
tonic air of Democratic ideals in
which long generations of white men
have lived and developed as contrasted
with the stifling absolutism of the
east." the superiority of the white
man's religion and "our emphasis
upon the worth of the individual, our
conception of the sacredness of personality,
as compared with the Oriental
lack of concern for the individual
In the supreme regard for the family
and the state" Mr .Poe proceeds to
an enlightening discussion of certain
of the economic causes which have
contributed to the greater prosperity
and power of the Occidental peoples.
The average rate of wages'in China
and Japan, we are told, is about 18
cents the day. In India It is less. Linotype
operators in Toklo are paid 45
cents the day. policemen 40 cents. In
Southern India unskilled laborers are
paid from 8 to 12 cents the day. Yet
even at such low figures as these,
"there is a savage struggle for employment;
men work longer hours
than in America, nd their tasks are
often heart-sickening in their heaviness."
Mr. Poe rejects the theory
that such poverty Is to be explained
through the congestion of population.
"England, he urges, "thickly populated
as it is now, is more prosperous
and pays labor better than it did
when it had one-tenth the present
number of people; the same thing is
true of Germany; and America pays
labor better now that we have ninety
million people than we did when we
had thirty million." Here are Mr.
Poe's own conclusions:
"We must find the real cause of
Asia's poverty, in my opinion, in Just
two things; the failure of the Asiatic
governments to educate their people,
and the failure of the people to increase
their productive capacity by
the use of machinery. In China only
1 per cent of the people can now read
and write, and the highest hope of
the government is that five per cent
may be literate by 1917. In India
only five per cent can read and write.
In Japan for centuries past the education
of the common man has also
been neglected, and although Japan
is now compelling every child to go
Into the schools?an enforcement that
will doubtless revolutionize Its Industrial
system?we are concerned only
with conditions as they exist at present.
And this general study can lead
to but one conclusion; that Ignorance
and hack of machinery are responsible
for Asia's poverty: that knowledge
and modern tools are responsible
for America's prosperity."
Mr. Poe goes on to give Illustrations.
"If Asia had a Panama Canal
to dig, she would dig it with picks,
hoes and spades, and carry the earth
in buckets. Nothing but human bone
and sinew would he employed, and
the laborers would be paid little, because
without tools and knowledge
they must always earn little. But
America puts brain, science, steam,
electricity, machinery, into the Big
Ditch?tools and knowledge. In other
words?and she pays good wages because
a man thus equipped does the
work of ten men whose only force Is
the force of muscle.*' The land Is
tilled with one-handled plows, or else
with hoes. There are no saw mills,
no pumps, no drays. Everything Is
done In the slowest and most laborious
ways conceivable, with the result
that "Asia has not doubled a mar's
chances for work, but has more than
halved the pay he gets for that work."
"A man," as Mr. Poe wisely observes,
"must get his proportion of the common
wealth, and If the masses are
shackled by ignorance and poor tools,
they produce little; and each man's
share, no matter what his line of work
Is or how industrious he Is personally,
must Inevitably be small. Suppose
you are a merchant, what sort of
trade could you hope for among a
people who earn ten cents a day?
the head of a family getting half
enough to buy a second-rate meal In a
slum restaurant? Or If you are a
banker, what sort of trade could you
get among such a people? Or If a
railroad man. how much traffic? Or
ii a manufacturer, now mucn nusiness?"
Mr. Poe urges therefore that American*
learn well and practice diligently
this final lesson taught us by the
Orient, "the necessity of conserving In
the fullest degree all the qualities
that have given us industrial supremacy?the
power of the trained brain
and cunning hand re-lnforced by all
the magic strength that we may get
from modern machinery." Education.
and education for efficiency. Is
essential. The Orient Is realizng this,
and we must press onward.
Mr. Poe. well known throughout
South Carolina as the editor and proprietor
of the Progressive Parmer,
published at Raleigh. Is a patient Investigator
and a shrewd observer. He
has told, and told well, a story which
should have a large and permanent
value for those to whom It is addressed.
and especially for the people of
the south. He shows us ourselves,
and In perspective.?News and Courier.
A CHARLESTON MIDGET.
Negro Child May Be Smallest Person
In the World.
About nineteen Inches in height,
two and a half years old. weighing exactly
eight pounds, and particularly
strong and bright for a child of her
age, Frankle May Fordham, a little
negress living with her parents at No.
7 Heyward's court, Is believed to be
about the smallest person In the
world, with perhaps one or two exceptions.
The child is a veritable marvel. She
was born in February, 1909, being the
fourth child of Henry and Kate Fordham,
the husband being a Navy Yard
employee. The first three children,
iuKa tk'uru horn o tt?o/rnm Cho rlaoton
as the family has been here only
about a year, are hearty and full sized;
but it is the baby that is the wonder
of the family. The child Is not a
deformity, but is probably one of the
most perfectly-formed negro children
in the city.
Nothing was known generally of
the midget's existence until yesterday
as efforts have been made by the parents
to keep the fact of her diminutive
size secret, as they feared kidnapping;
but a reporter, having received
a mysterious "tip" in the form
of an unsigned pencil-written letter,
visited the house last night and marvelled
at many things which he saw.
He was met by the husband at the
front door of the house, which is a
neat two-story affair, and was ushered
Into the bedroom, where the
mother had the little girl in her night
gown, just ready to put her to bed. As
the reporter entered the room, the
child, catching sight of the father exclaimed,
In a sweet and childish voice,
with perfect enunciation;
UaIU nonn "
, nci IV, pa pa.
The reporter glanced to. see who It
was talking and really had trouble in
locating the owner of the voice, finally
espying the tiny tot on the floor.
She was playing around In high glee
at the prospect of staying up a few
minutes later than her regular bedtime,
and danced and sung at a great
rate; showing unusual precocity for a
child of her ago. Her eyes which are
dark brown, are exceptionally clear
and piercing, and her hair is silky
and rather long, absolutely unlike a
negro's. Yet. she Is very dark, and
had many of the racial characteristics.
The child weighed five pounds at
birth, and gained three pounds during
the first six months of her life. Since
that time she has not taken on an
ounce, and several well-known doctors
who have examined her, according
to the parents, have stated that
she will never gain another inch in
height or another three pounds in
weight. Her parents have reconciled
themselves to this, and lavish their
affection on the little girl, who is certain
to make a friend of everyone she
meets. She dances prettily, looks intelligent
and talks fluently, being able
to string words together into short
sentences already.
The parents state that they have already
received many offers from
vaudeville and side-show managers,
some having already offered as much
as fifty dollars a week and transportation
for the mother under a fiveyear
contract; but all of these ofTers
tht parents have turned down, hoping
for the ultimate development of their
little one to her full stature, although
they have now become most sure that
their hope Is vain. The father will
keep and educate the child until it
reaches the age of seven or eight
years at least, before thinking of any
vaudeville departure.?News and Courier.
PEANUTS INSTEAD OF COTTON.
Hundreds of Thousands of Acres
Planted In the Boll Weevil District.
Certain sections of the south have
found it practically impossible, owing
to the ravages of the boll weevil, to
raise cotton for the past few years. A
Mississippi man, writing to the Manufacturer's
Record, says that his county
will have produced this year Just
coming to a close possibly 3,500 bales
of cotton compared with 25,889 bales
three years ago.
"Last year," writes the correspondent,
"I took it upon myself to Investigate
the raising of peanuts as a
substitute for cotton. My associates
and myself began a public advocacy
of the peanut, and we succeeded In
having about 2,500 acres of them
planted in this section last year. The
results were so good that I was called
upon to go to many points in the
boll weevil stricken districts to tell
them about the peanut.
"The result of these visits is that it
Is variously estimated that there will
be anywhere from 100,000 to 150,000
acres planted in the white Spanish
peanut in this state alone, the
the coming season. And Louisiana,
which last year had something like
30,000 acres under the crop, will increase
her acreage the coming season
to fully 100,000 acres.
"That the peanut Is a money crop
is now no longer a doubt, and it will
always be a fixture on the farms in
this state and Louisiana. It is found
that the hay made from the peanut
vines is more nutritious than timothy,
and also that the hay will more than
pay all expenses Incurred in making
the crop.
"It has been proved through my
own experiments that the oil from the
peanut Is of a very much higher
grade than cotton oil, and hence it is
not at all a question of finding a market
for the oil, but to get a sufficient
supply of the raw material from
which to make the oil. The market
Is ready and waiting."