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l. m: grist s sons. Publishers. [ % dfamili} Jfnrajapnt: 4#r ihij {promotion of th< {political, ?'><;iai, ^grieultural and ffomnurrial interests of the jpeopt^. { I,"",I^0?o^*"1" EST A BUSHED 1850. YORKVILLE. 8. C~TUESDAY7JULY 18, 1911. NO. 57. fwm)\ ? ?? ^ BY THOM aHr Copyright, 1911, ry) Pub. by Doubladay CHAPTER XIX. Tho Last llluaion. As the moment drew nearer for the doctor to make known his presence to Blvens his heart began to fail. With an effort he took fresh courage. nniiru I'll succeed!" he exclaim ed. "There's no such thing: as defeat for him who refuses to acknowledge it." As he watched the magnificent ball his eyes grew dim at the thought of the social tragedy which it symbolized, of his own poverty and of the deeper wretchedness of scores to whom he had been trying to minister. He was fighting to keep his courage up, but the longer he watched the barbaric, sensual display of wealth sweeping before him, the deeper his spirit sank. The butler touched his arm and he turned with a sudden start, a look of anguish on his rugged face. "Mr. Bivens will be pleased to see you in the little library, sir if you will come at once!" The man bowed with stately deference. He followed the servant with quick firm step, a hundred happy ideas floating through his mind. "Of course, it's all right. My fears were absurd!" he mused. "My instinct was right. He will be pleased to see me. He's in a good humor with all the world tonight." When the doctor was ushered into the library, Bivens, who was awaiting him alone, sprang to his feet with a look of blank amazement, and then a smile began to play about his hard mouth. He thrust his delicate hands into his pockets and deliberately looked the doctor's big figure over from head to foot as he approached with embarrassment. "My servant announced that a gen tleman wished to speak to me a moment. Will you be good enough to tell me what you are doing in this house tonight?" The doctor paused and hesitated, his face scarlet from the deliberate insult. "I must really ask your pardon. Mr. Bivens, for my apparent intrusion. It is only apparent. I came with my daughter." "Your daughter?" "She sang tonight on your programme." "Oh, I see, with the other hired singers; well, what do you want?" "Only a few minutes of your time on a matter of grave Importance." "I don't care to discuss business here tonight, Woodman," Bivens broke In abruptly. "Come to my office." "I have been there three or four times," the doctor went on hurriedly, "and wrote to you twice. I felt sure that my letters had not reached you. I hoped for the chance of a moment tonight to lay my case before you." Bivens smiled and sat down. "All right, I'll give you five minutes." "I felt sure you had not seen my letters." "I'll ease your mind on that question. I did see them both. You got my answer?" "That's Just it. I didn't. And I couldn't understand it." "Oh, I see!" Blvens's mouth quivered with the slightest sneer. "Perhaps it was lost In transit!" The sneer was lost on the doctor. He was too intent on his purpose. "I know. It was a mistake. I see It now, and I'm perfectly willing to pay for that mistake by accepting even half of vour last proposition." Blvens laughed cynically. "This might be serious, Woodman, If It wasn't funny. But you had as well know, one? and for all, that I owe you nothing. Your suit has been lost. Your appeal has been forfeited. My answer is brief but to the point?not one cent?my generosity is for my friends and followers, not my enemies." "But we are not enemies, personally," the doctor explained, good-natured. "I have put all bitterness out of my heart and come tonight to ask that bygones be bygones. You know the history of our relations and of my business. I need not repeat it. And you know that in God's great book of accounts you are my debtor." Bivens's eyes danced with anger, and his words had the ring of cold steel. "I owe you nothing." In every accent of the financier's voice the man before him felt the deadly merciless hatred whose fires had been smouldering for years. For a moment he was helpless under the spell of his fierce gaze. He began to feel dimly something of the little man's powerful personality, the power that had crushed his enemies. The doctor's voice was full of tenderness when he replied at last: "My boy," he began quietly?"for you are still a boy when you stand beside my gray hairs?men may fight one another for a great principle without being personal enemies. We are men still, with common hopes, fears, ills, griefs and joys. When I was a soldier I fought the southern army, shot and shot to kill. 1 was fighting for a principle. When the firing ceased I helped -.1? m^tn rtn th^? as I fame lilt* HUUNUCU ...v.. v.. ...? to them. Many a wounded man in blue I've seen drag himself over the rough ground to pass his canteen to the lips of a boy in gray who was lying on his back, crying for water. If I am your enemy, It is over a question of principle. The fight has ended, and I have fallen across your path tonight, dying of thirst while rivers of water flow about me." Bivens turned away and the doctor pressed closer. "Suppose we have fought each other In the heat of the day in the ranks of two hostile armies? The battle has ceased. For me the night has fallen. I?" His voice quivered and broke for an instant. "You have won. You can afford to be generous. That you can deny me in this the hour of my desolation is un rwEwi AS DIXON js by Thomas Dixon. ^58? O-? Ml rA K1 V rF\ thinkable. I'm not pleading for myself. I can live on a rat's allowance. I'm begging for my little girl, I need two thousand dollars immediately to complete her musical studies. You know what her love means to me. I have put myself in your power. Suppose I've wronged you? Now is your chance to do a divine thing. Deep down in your heart of hearts you know that the act would be one of justice between man and man." Bivens looked up sharply. "As a charity. Woodman, I might give you the paltry fifty thousand dollars you ask." "I'll take it as a charity!" he cried eagerly, "take it with joy and gratitude, and thank God for his salvation sent in the hour of my need." Bivens smiled coldly. "But in reality you demand Justice of me?" "I have put myself in your power. I have refused and still refuse to believe that you can treat me with such bitter cruelty as to refuse to recognize my claim. I have waked at last to find myself helpless. The shock of It has crushed me. I've always felt rich in the love of my country, in the consciousness that I did my part to save the Union. Its growing wealth I have rejoiced in as my own. There has never been a moment In my life up to this hour that I have envied any man the possession of his millions. In the fight I have made on you, I have been trying to strike for the freedom of the Individual man against what seemed to me to be the crushing slavery of suuurso iiiavinuvi j . The little financier lifted his shapely hand with a commanding gesture and the speaker paused. "Come to the point, Woodman, what is in your mind when you say that I am your debtor?" "Simply that I have always known that your formula for that drink was a prescription which I compounded years ago ahd which you often filled for me when I was busy. As a physician I could not patent such a thing. You had as much right to patent it as any one else." "In other words," Bivens interrupted coldly, "you inform me that you have always known that I stole from your prescription counter the formula which gave me my first fortune, and for that reason every dollar I possess today is branded with the finger print of a thief; and you, the upright physician, held by the old code of honor J which makes your profession a fraterI nity of ancient chivalry, come now with your hat in hand and ask me for a share of this tainted money." "Bivens," the doctor protested with dignity," you know that I have made no such wild accusation against you. In our contest I have never stooped to personalities. I have always felt that the Inherent Justice of my cause was based on principle. But I'm an old man tonight. The sands of life are running low. I'm down and out. The one being I love supremely is in peril. I can't fight." Bivens turned with sudden fury and faced his visitor, every mask of restraint thrown to the winds. His little bead-eyes with the venom of a snake coiled to strike. He stood close to the doctor and looked up at his tall massive figure, stretching his own diminutive form in a desperate effort to stand on a level with his enemy. The doctor's face grew suddenly pale and his form rigid as the two men stood holding each other's gaze for a moment without words. The financier began to speak with slow venomous energy: "I've let you ramble on in your maudlin talk, Woodman, because it amused me. For years I've waited for your coming. Your unexpected advent is the sweetest triumph of this festival night. The offer I made you was at the suggestion of my wife. I did it solely to please her. I think you will take my word for it tonight." He paused and a sinister smile played about his mouth. 'The last time I saw you I promised myself that I'd make you come to me the next time, and when you did, that you'd come on your hands and knees." The doctor's big fist suddenly closed and Bivens took a step back toward his desk .when his slender hand gripped and fumbled a heavy cut glass ink stand. The older observed his trembling hand with a smile of contempt. "And I swore," Bivens went on in a voice quivering with unrestrained pas*sion, "that when you looked up into my face grovelling and whining for mercy as you have tonight, I'd call my servants and order them to kick you down my door step." He loosed his hold on the ink stand and leaned across the massive flat-top desk to touch an electric button. The doctor's fist suddenly gripped the outstretched hand and his eyes glared into the face of the financier with the dangerous look of a madman. "You had better not ring that bell, yet," he said with forced quiet in his tones. Plvens hesitated and his muscles relaxed in the grip on his wrist. "You wish to prolong the agony for another moral discussion?" the financier asked with a sneer. "All right, If you enjoy it." "Just King enough to say one thing to you, Bivens. There's a limit beyond which you and your kind had better not press the men you have wronged. You have made a brave show of your power tonight. Well, you are mistaken if you believe you can longer awe the imagination of the world with its tinsel. You have begun to stir deeper thoughts. Look to your skin. I've always said this is God's world, and It I must come out right in the end. I've begun to think tonight there's something wrong. God can't look down and see what's going on here?the God I've tried to serve and worship, whose praise I have sung beneath the stars on fields of battle with tile blood streaming from wounds I got fighting for what I believed to be right. If the devil rules the universe, and dog-eatdog is the law, there'll be a big hand feeling for your throat, feeling blindly in the dark, perhaps, but it will get there? When I look into your brazen face tonight, and hear the strains of that music, there's something inside of me that wants to kill." "But you won't. Woodman!" Bivens interrupted with a sneer. "When it comes to the test your liver is white. I know your breed of men, but I like you better In that mood. It gives me pleasure to torture you, and I'm not going to kick you out." "I shouldn't advise you to try it," was the grim response. "No. Your tirade gives me an idea. I want you to stay until the festivities end, and enjoy yourself. Observe that I'm pouring out my wealth here to nignt in a river 01 generuon..v, auu mat you are starving for a drop which I refuse to give. Take a look over my house. It cost two millions to build It, and requires half a million a year to keep It up. I have a country estate of a hundred thousand acres In the mountains of North Carolina, with a French chateau that cost a million. I only weigh a hundred and fifteen pounds, but I require these palaces to properly house me for a year. Think this over while you stroll among my laughing guests. My art gallery will Interest you. I've a single painting there which cost three hundred thousand dollars?the entire collection two millions. The buterfiies those dancers are crushing beneath their feet in my ball room, I imported from Central America at a cost of five thousand dollars. The favors in Jewelry I shall give to my rich guests who have no use for them will be worth twentyfive thousand dollars. You'll see my | wife among the dancers. Her dresses cost a hundred thousand a year. For the string of pearls around her neck I paid a half million. The slippers on her feet cost two thousand?all you need for your daughter's education. Take a good look at It, Woodman, and as the day dawns and my guests depart, some of them drunk on wine that cost twenty-five dollars a bottle?remember that I spent three hundred and fifty thousand on this banquet which lasted eight hours and that l will see you and your daughter dead and in the bottomless pit before I will give you one penny. Enjoy yourself, it's a fine evening." The crushed man stared at Bivens In a stupor of pain. The brazen audacity of his assault was more than he could foresee. When the full Import of Its cruelty found his soul, he spoke in faltering tones: "Only he who is willing to die, Bivens. is the master of life. Well, I go now to meet Death and celebrate defeat." "And I the sweetest victory of my life?good evening!" Before the doctor could answer, the financier turned with a laugh and left the room. For a long time the dazed man stood motionless. He passed his big hand over his forehead in a vague instinctive physical effort to lift the fog of horror and despair that was slowly strangling him. "My God!" he gasped at last. The orchestra began a new waltz while the hum of voices, and the laughter of half-drunken revellers floated up the grand stairs and struck upon his ears with a strange new accent. He seemed to have lived a thousand years, and come to life a new man with strange new impulses. The light of faith that once illumined his soul had suddenly gone out and a new sense | of brutal power quivered in every nerve ana muscie. He felt at last his kinship to the torn bleeding bundle of despair he saw dying on the pavement in Union Square. The music, soft, sweet and sensuous, seemed to fill every nook and corner of the great palace with its low penetrating notes. He lelt that he was suffocating. He tore his collar apart to give himself room to breathe. He thrust his hand Into the hip pocket of his dress suit where he usually carried a handkerchief and felt something hard and cold. It was a revolver he had been accustomed to carry of late in his rounds through the dangerous quarters of the city. Without thinking when he dressed, he had transferred it to his evening suit. His hand closed over the ivory handle with a sudden fierce joy. And in a moment the beast that sleeps beneath the skin of religion and culture was in the saddle. "Yes, I'll kill him in his magnificent ball room?to the strains of his own music!" he said half aloud. "I'll give a fit climax to his dance of Death and the Worm." He drew the revolver from his pocket, broke it, examined the shells, snapped them in. place and thrust the deadly thing in the inner pocket of his coat. He could draw it from there without attracting tne attention ox nis victim. He quickly descended the stairs and saw Bivens talking to his wife. He didn't wish to kill him In her presence and as he passed a look of hatred flashed from the little black eyes of the millionaire. The doctor answered with a smile that roused the master of the house to a pitch of incontrollable fury. He left his wife's side stepped quickly in front of Woodman, hesitated as he wax about to utter an oath, changed his mind and resumed his role of host: "If I can show you any of the treasures of the house, I'll be glad to act an your guide. Woodman!" h said with an effort at laughter. "Thank you. I've Just soon some very interesting pictures." "Surely you have not finished with my masterpieces so soon?" he said, with mocking protest. The doctor had made up his mind to kill him at the moment the dance was at the highest pitch of gaiety and he wanted to get him as near the great arch as possible. His answer was given so politely and evenly the financier was puzzled. "No, Bivens," he said in a matter-offact voice, "the pictures I saw were purely mental. I haven't been to your art gallery yet." "See it by all means!" he urged with exaggerated politeness. "It's a rare privilege, you know. It's not often the rabble is inside these walls. It's the chance of your life." "Thank you, I'll find enough to amuse me before I go." Again the doctor smiled. Biven8 turned on his heels with a muttered oath and disappeared In the crowd. He was plainly disconcerted by his enemy's manner. To see a man of his temperament rise suddenly from the depths of despair Into smiling serenity was something uncanny. He left him deliberating whether to call his servants and throw him Into the street. As the doctor waited for the music to begin, he watched the women pass, resplendent In their Jewels and magnificent In their nakedness. Tonight he saw It without the excuses of conventional social usage. "And this," he exclaimed bitterly, "Is the highest development of American life; this splendid, sordid, criminal. degrading pageant with its sensual appeal; and yet if the house shobld fall and crush them all, the world would lose nothing of value except the Jewelry that might be mixed with its debris!' He felt for the moment a messenger of divine vengeance. His pistol shot would at least give them something to think about. The music began, and the dancers once more whirled into the centre of the room and the crowd filled the space under the grand arch which led into the hall. Blvens was the centre of an admiring group of sycophants and worshipful snobs. The doctor's heart gave a mad throb of Joy. His hour had come. With quick strides he covered the space which separated them and without a moment's hesitation thrust his hand into his breast for his revolver. Not a muscle or nerve quivered. His finger touched the trigger softly and he gave Blvens a look he meant he should take with him into eternity, when Just beyond him he saw Harriet. She stood motionless with a look of mute agony on her fair young face, watching Stuart talk to Blvens's wife. His finger slipped from the trigger and his hand loosed Its deadly grip. "Have I forgotten my baby!" he cried in sudden anguish. And then another vision flashed through his excited brain. A court room, a prisoner, his own bowed figure the centre or a inousana eyes wmie wie jury brought in their verdict. A moment of awful silence and the foreman said: "Guilty of murder In the first degree." And the long piercing scream from the broken heart of his little girl. "No, no, not that!" he groaned In sudden terror, his face white with pain. "I can't kill her, too. No, I must save her, that's why I want to kill him because he has imperilled her life, and I am about to crush her at a single blow. God save and help me!?God! Where Is God? He helps those who help themselves in this madman's world. Well, then I'll look out for my own, too!" His breath came in labored gasps as one mad thought succeeded another. "Yes!" he said hoarsely, "I must save her. I must be cunning. I must succeed, not "fail. I must get what I came here for. I must save my baby. My own fate is of no importance. She is everything." He watched the dancers, greedily catching the flash of their diamonds, gleaming tiaras, rings, necklaces, bracelets, each worth a king's ransom. Suddenly the Idea flashed through his mind: Blvens had taken from him, by fraud, his formula, destroyed his business and robbed him of all he possessed. The law gave him power to hold it. He, too, would appeal to the same power and take what belonged to him. No matter how, he would take it, and he would take It tonight. Bivens had boasted that his favours in jewelry given In sheer wantonness of pride to rich guests would be worth twenty-five thousand dollars. His plan was instantly formed. He turned quickly and began to search the house until, he found the half-drunken servant arranging these packages under the direction of a secretary. These favors had been made for the occasion by a famous jeweler; a diamond pin of peculiar design, a gold death's head with diamond teeth and eyes surmounted by a butterfly and a caterpillar. The stones in each piece were worth a hundred dollars. They lay on a table in little open Jewel boxes, fifty in a box, and each box contained Ave thousand dollars' worth of gold and precious stones. The doctor inspected the boxes with exclamations of wonder and admiration. The secretary who had lingered long over his champagne was busy trying to write the names of the guests on separate cards. The doctor bent low over the table for an instant, and when he left one of the Jewel cases rested securely in his pocket. He was amazed at his own skill and a thrill of fierce triumph filled his being as he realized that he had succeeded and that his little girl would go to Europe and complete her work. He spoke pleasantly to the secretary, and congratulating him on his good fortune in securing such a master, turned and strolled leisurely back to the ball room. Not for a moment did he doubt the safety of his act. He was a chemist and knew the secrets of the laboratory. He would melt the gold into a single bar and sell the diamonds as he needed them. His only regret was that he could not have taken the full amount he had demanded of the little scoundrel. He found Harriet and they started at once for home. The dancers who were not staying for the second dinner, about to be announced at four o'clock, had begun to leave. Friends were helping the ladies to their cars and carriages, and other fflMtwlu ivfrt* hi li<trine hi 1111 v with those who were not yet convinced of the incapacity to take care of themselves. Everywhere the floors were stained with the crushed forms of butterflies. The wonderful flashing creatures had darted through the rooms at first with swift whirling circling wings. But In the hot fetid air one by one they had fallen to the floor crushed Into shapeless masses. Hundreds of them had clung to the leaves of the lilacs, roses and ferns until they dropped exhausted. Some of them still hung in long graceful swaying streamers of dazzling color from the ceilings. The doctor pointed to them. "Look, dear, their poor little hearts are counting the seconds that yet separate them from the mangled bodies of their mates on the floor. So the hearts of millions of people have been crushed out for the sport of this evening. It's a funny world, isn't it?" Harriet looked up quickly into his face with puzzled inquiry. "Why, papa, I never heard you talk so strangely. What's the matter?" The father laughed in the best of spirits. "Only the fancy of a moment, child. I never felt better. Did you have a good time?" The girl's face grew serious as she drew on her wrap and glanced back toward the great doorway of the ball room. "Yes, when I could forget the pain in my heart." She paused and seized his arm with sudden energy-. "You succeeded? It's all right? I'm going abroad at once to study?" The doctor laughed aloud In a burst 1 of fierce joy. "Certainly, my dear! Didn't I tell you It would be so?" The tears sprang Into the gentle eyes . as she answered gratefully. "You can't know how happy you've ' made me." Blvens, who had heard the doctor's 1 laughter, passed and said with exag- I gerated courtesy: 1 "I trust you have enjoyed the evening, Woodman?" The doctor laughed again In his face. i "More than I can possibly tell you!" i Bfvens followed to the door and I watched hiin slowly walk down the 1 steak. i ' (To Be Continued.) I ????? SMALL CITIES WICKEDEST. Mayor Gaynor of New York, Discusses 1 Some Municipal Problems. 1 Various cities In the United States have had as heads of their local government, whether Republicans or I Democratic, many men of strong and ! Independent characters who Insisted ' on being mayors In fact as well as in > name, but none of these has ever car- i ried out this principle more thorough- i ly than has the present mayor of the i most Important city on the American 1 continent. He is a devout believer In the ancient adage of "hewing to the line, letting the chips fall where they < may." The falling of these "chips" < has at times displeased many persons, | political ana omerwiue, uui ma/ui Gaynor has taken little count of this 1 when convinced that he was doing what was best for the Interest of the | city. j "Prof. Brooks has recently made ] the broad assertion that corruption is , widespread throughout the United ' States, and that, in spite of all super- | flcial appearances to the contrary, the , relative extent and harmfulness of cor- ' ruptlon is decreasing in the most pro- ( gressive and modern countries; that < certain forms of public corruption are j carried on more openly and, If one ] may use the expression, more 'repu- , tably' In the country and small towns , than in great cltiea Do you agree with these views?" asked the reporter. MXo doubt the assertions of corrup- j tiup In government In this country | are much exaggerated," replied the mayor. "I am bound to say that I think,, from actual observations, that ( there is relatively as much corruption ( in small communities as in large ones. , I am absolutely certain that this Is , true hereabouts," he added, with much posltlveness. , "Moreover there is more Immoral- , Ity and crime, proportionately, In , small communities than in large ( ones," he continued. "Those who think that the people of cities are ( more Immoral than are the people of ( small communities are greatly mis- , taken. I have a good deal of belief J In the statement, 'God made the clt- j les, but the devil made the towns!' All J sorts of political graft goes on in small communities also. Moreover, j there are five votes bought in the country to one in the city. People j dicker for the .sale of their votes almost openly in the country. There Is , very little corrupt voting in the city ; of New York. That has been so for a Inne time." "How do you regard Prof. Brooks' further assertion that 'Democracy can scarcely escape being corrupt because J It recognizes, with Its advanced conscience, so many duties?'" The mayor waved his hand In a deprecating way. "Democracy Is no more corrupt than Is monarchy. The quotation you [ attribute to Prof. Brooks seems to me to be a mere Jingle. It sounds nice, ( but you have to stop to see what It means. I feel it does not mean much ! of anything," he answered. "Is American politics, then, improving or retrograding, in your opinion?" ; "Improving, decidedly." he said.? New York Times. DOGS FOR AFRICAN HUNT. Paul Rainey Is Going to Try Them 1 Against Lions. Thirty-three bear hounds were 1 shipped from London on June 20, for east Africa for Paul J. Rainey, an 1 American who had set out after Hons with the avowed determination of outdoing the Roosevelt expedition into the same part of the country. In addition I to the bear hounds the London agency ' has shipped fifteen for terriers. The bigger dogs are to be used in the lion hunts. What use Mr. Rainey finds for the little terriers is not known at the office of the forwarding agents. 1 The main objective field of the 1 Rainey expedition is the Golbo plains, 1 far to the north of where Col. Theodore Roosevelt went, and a much more hazardous place, as the elephant is numerous there and ferocious. Rainey 1 has with him a photographer and a ! taxidermist. According to John Martini, interested in African hunting, there are over rorty parties in me neia now from America organized by a single London agency. How many more ; Amferican expeditions have been out- \ fitted by other London agencies is not known. There has been a boom in the African hunting business as a result ' of the advertising the Roosevelt hunt gave to the sport. 1 "It is the only place they can now go i after big game," said Martini. "Col. Roosevelt was in a good country, but < this Mr. Rainey has gone to the pick of the continent. He will get into the thick of it inside of thirty days. The lion is what he is after, but he is evl- i dently preparing to get away from the elephant. Hunting has made the elephant a hunter. He does not wait now to be hunted. As soon as he hears an unusual noise he starts out to see what caused it. When he finds it is a man the elephant starts fighting. It was one thing to hunt an intimidated elephant ten years ago, and even five years ago, but it is quite another thing to be hunted by a rampaging elephant today." It costs about $12fi a week to have a really good hunt in the land where Roosevelt hunted. This includes all sorts of servants and a big "safari," as a vara van is vailed. African big game hunting is managed here in various ways, the most common being for the London people to pay all bills and make a supercharge of 10 per cent. They hire hunters, guides, natives to carry the supplies?water especially? and generally organize and outfit the expedition. The next common way is to pay a lump sum. This varies with the region to be hunted over. Paul Rainey is going into one of the medium priced districts, though the most dangerous. He will have water all the way, which means that he will be able to get along without water bearers. iUisfrllaucmis grading. DR. WILEY'S WORK. Known For Hi? "Poisonous Squads" Among Othor Things. During the past three years especially numerous reports have announced the resignation of Dr. Wiley as chief of the bureau of chemistry? either of his own free will or at the re- ' quest of his superiors?or have In- I formed the public that he was to be fired bodily from the department of , agriculture for the commission of ] many alleged sins. But the man whose 1 "poisonous squads" and frequently published rules for health and death , made the people of the country take 1 such an interest In their food and drink as never before always remained In his position. When the time came for him to go, Dr. Wiley used to say, It wouldn't be hard to find another Job, and it seems that now the time has come for Mm to prove that he can step with a light heart and ready feet from the tangles of the bureau where he saved the government $12,000,000 In ten years?at least according to the food expert's own statement. To those who charge Dr. Wiley with arranging and countenancing the spending of $20 or $50 a day in place of the legal maximum of $11 he might reply In the words he used a year ago last February when money matters In his bureau brought him before the house committee on expenditures in the department of agriculture: "Every dolllar we have spent in our laboratory has saved Uncle Sam $100. The work of the chemistry bureau has thus saved the government a vast deal of money." So those who befriend Dr. Wiley in his present trouble can support him by saying that If the expenditure of 111 saved $1,100, it must certainly stand to reason that the spending of $50 would save the United States such i sum as to Justify the overlooking of a little rule made by congress in Its lgU'OVO and manna fnr pftrrv Ing out the new "penny saved, penny earned" Bcheme. Not only has Dr. Wiley always looked after the interests of this bureau of chemistry for twenty-eight years?he first became connected with the department's chemistry work in 1883, when it wks limited to analyses of fertilizers and sugar?but he has had at heart the interests of the digestive organs of the people of the United states. Only a few days ago Dr. Wiley was heard from in view of the relation of the heat wave and man's stomach. Almost every summer Dr. Wiley has announced new summer jiets for the people, high and low. "Eat no meat; consume plenty of fruits, but have them cooked; drink nothing below 60 degrees in temperature: banish all alcoholic vegetables; seek cheerful friends; don't worry." Prom these rules it will be seen how Dr. Wiley added to his enemies ,by suggestions that, if carried out by the idvised, would injure the business of butcher, iceman, saloon keeper and | pessimist. But it seems that the preacher did not always practise what he preached. Only a few days after issuing bulletin | similar to the above three years ago ( the dletarian sat down to a meal of "two imperial crabs, one large steak and trimmings, a special salad, and < several mugs of musty ale." All this j furnished material for the opponents of pure food and reasonable living. . Dr. Wiley had and perhaps still has other ideas. A man should eat "1 per < cent of his weight in dry foods, and so | It requires 100 days for him to eat his own head off." If a man eats less he loses weight, and Dr. Wiley was only ' relying on crabs, steak and salad to i keep him robust. "Every man ought , to choose his own rations," was a for- . mer Wileyan opinion that gave an excuse for the crabs, etc. ( The best cook in Washington's younger society set, Miss Anna Kelton , ?also a suffragist?earlier In the year became the wife of the food expert in his 60th year. He really did not marry her for culinary purposes, as was < alleged at the time, for Dr. Wiley is a j master at the stove or chafing dish. It used to be one of his proud boasts that 1 he cooked his own mush while attend- I Ing Hanover college in Indiana. The i mush, acting on his intellect by way of ( the stomach, enabled the young Hoosier to take his A. B. degree in 1867. 1 Four years, later at tne Indiana aieai- ' cal college he received the degree of i doctor of medicine, but Its connection | with mush has never been established. | At last, he did not cook his own meals for while he was not long laying the foundation for the knowledge that was to provide his ideas on "eating to live" he taught Latin and Greek In Butler college. Further training, principally In chemistry, was secured at the Lawrence Scientific School of Harvard university, where the degree of B. S. Indicated a part of his mental equipment. For one year he was professor of chemistry at Butler college, which he left to take a similar teaching position at the Agricultural college of Indiana, situated at Purdue. Feeling that he must gain more knowledge to keep up with the Hoosier minds, he spent the year 1878-79 doing research work in chemistry at Berlin, Germany. Indiana made Dr. Wiley state chemist in 1881, and he remained In that position two years, until going to Washington to become the chief of the division of chemistry in the department of agriculture. His career as a servant of the government?his enemies say he was more of a boss than a servant? has caused the Hoosiers to point at him and say, "He is one of us." Kent county considers that Wiley bestows special honor upon it by being born within its limits. When Wiley got to going in Washington he displayed the power to eat work. Those under him and many above him did not hold the same opinion as to exerting themselves for Uncle Sam. Dr. Wiley thought that his office ought not to confine Itself to seeing if fertilizers were up to snufT or not. It was the new chief's aim to create a division of chemistry for the study of food adulteration, and In 1885 his office was authorized to study the aflnlfurotlnn (\f fnntlc While in Germany Dr. Wiley's interest in the chemistry of foods and in physiological chemistry had been greatly increased by work in the health laboratory of Berlin, under the direction of Dr. Sell. After Dr. Wiley had become state chemist of Indiana he set about to create a popular demand for pure food and legislation relative to food inspection. N'ot until the dlvison of chemistry was allowed to take up the study of food adulteration did Dr. Wiley begin to see the possibility of the realization of his ideas on the exposing of adulterated foods and drugs. A part of "Bulletin 13" in 1887 contains the first report of his researches. The interest aroused by the publication led to Senator Faulkner's Introduction of a comprehensive food inspection bill similar In many respects to that pnssed by parliament in 1874. Aftar Ion dim? n harnaaeri Hfn for SPV ernl years this bill was finally killed by ? the house of representatives. Other < bills that Dr. Wiley was behind failed t to pass. t Put Dr. Wiley was not discouraged I bv these bills. Largely through his I efforts the National Pure Food convention met In Washington In 1896. I Its detpands for the abolishing of adulterations resulted In the appoint- I ment of the "Mason senate commit- I tee," whose duty it was to investigate adulterated foods. As the most prominent leader of the pure food movement and the government's chief expert. Dr. Wiley took the leading part In the committee's Investigations. He directed the taking of testimony, which filled a volume of 800 pages when complete. The slowness of congress to act upon the committee's report might have discouraged any one but Dr. Wiley, and the pure food movement entered In 1904 upon the final stage preceding the passage of the national pure food and drugs act two years later. Since then the work of the bureau of chemistry has greatly Increased, for Its duty under the bill was to supply analyses of foods and drugs as a basis for prosecution and Information to legislators needing aid in the preparation of measures. According to the policy of Secretary Wilson, Dr. Wiley, in whom the head of the agricultural department has had full confidence, was allowed a rather free hand. The food and drugs act conferred enormous power upon the chief of the bureau of chemistry. Dr. Wiley's many enemies have disilosed that he used his power arbitrarily, but those of a less prejudiced mind are inclined to credit him with a fair Interpretation of the act and the rulings made under it. His first chief setback was received when the Rem?en board two years ago, contrary to Dr. Wiley's view, reported that benzoate of soda as a preservative was not harmful. Dr. Wiley threatened to resign when the board was upheld, but he didn't. The reason that Dr. Wiley is so well known to the public in general is due to his popularization of advice and technical information regarding harmful foods and drugs. So good a whisky taster was he that President Rooserelt upheld Wiley's rulings on labeling neutral spirits mixed whisky and 'olored. Dr. Wiley has always kept the public informed upon the improvement or deterioration of products In cold storage. For the benefit of the people he fought hayseed Jam, glucose honey and white flour. Here in New fork city several years ago he startled the Sphinx club members at a dinner by telling them what they were Jrlnklng was not whisky, although the label on the bottles said it was. To the members of a house committee on agriculure he once served food and drink o illustrate the difference between 'ho riiiro nn/1 fho oHnltorofori A ^ordlng to Dr. Wiley shad had no more sense about steering clear of poluted waters than human beings have. An Instance of the way In which he vould attract popular attention to certain subjects was a paper that he read n this city on arsenic In glycerine and women's black stockings. He hates tobacco and would close all bars. In Ifteen years he says people won't dare ;moke in public. He has also talked ibout the day when men will be strong ?nd active, although eighty years old. rhe poison squads established by Dr. fVlley ate food containing borax and ether preservatives, lived on a diet of 'heese and underwent tobacco and alcohol tests. Manufacturers of foods and drugs ilTected by Dr. Wiley's analyses, rulngs and general activity have long lemanded his removal. His attitude oward them may be summed up In Us own words: "I don't give a hang 'or the business world. What I care 'or Is the health of the people. Where here are hundreds of dollars Involved here are millons of lives hanging In he balance. It Is these I consider, ?nd not the business done by any corporation. "?New York Sun. WHERE COTTON GOES. Many and Varied Usee of King of Crops. Not long ago a man noted for broad srasp of the Industrial and commercial situation said: "This Is the age ef cotton. It is Just as far In advance 3f the Iron age as the Iron age was In advance of the stone age." "Cotton today plays a bigger part In ndustrial development than any other commodity except steel. It enters Into the manufacture of more articles of commerce than any other product or the soil. Eliminate cotton, and the mere stoppage of spindles and looms tvould be but a trifle compared with he paralysis that would visit countless jther Industries. "Why has a new record for consumption been established? Where tias the cotton gone?" "The world has just begun to find jut the countless uses to which cotton is put. There is hardly an industry of mportance today that does not pay tribute to King Cotton. The man who takes a trip on a train hardly realizes that the railroads of the country are among the largest consumers of cotton. Yet cotton duck Is the basis of the air-brake hose; cotton duck is the basis of the enameled ceilings; the plush chairs are of cotton; the leather seats in the day coaches and smoking compartments are cotton. An expert in the employ of one of the leading car building Arms in this country says that he believes the railroads and trolley lines in this country alone require 111 amount of cotton cloth equivalent to a quarter of a million bales. "Our information leads us to place m estimate of 320,000 bales annually as the present amount of cotton required for motor cars. "It would be difficult to estimate the amount of cotton required yearly for the harvesting and marketing of Dur great cereal crop. Thousands of bales annually go into the making of bags. We believe the largest individual contract for cotton goods in the world is the one placed annually by :he International Harvester company. It calls for millions of yards of cotton luck to go into the manufacture of aprons, carrier and elevators for thousands of reapers and binders, leaders and thrashers, and a recent authority places the output throughjut the world at 1,500,000 new machines annually, and this calls for 50,)00,000 yards of cotton duck running two to three pounds to the yard. "Electricty is the most powerful agent in the world, but it cannot get along without cotton. Millions of miles ?f copper wire annually owe the perfection of their insulation to cotton" rams or tape of cotton cloth. It is es:imated that the sales in the New York market alone amount to 400,000 pounds of yarn weekly to the electrical Industry. "Today the service uniforms of the armies of the world consist of khaki loth or something similar. The United States alone requires about 5,000,DOO yards of eight ounce khaki cloth annually. When one comes to figure jut the amount of Khaki required for [he military establishments of Great Prilain, Germany, France, Russia and other countries, the total is likely to reach staggering proportions. "The navies of the world use a tremendous amount of khaki and other luck. It is said that more cotton is 1?V- mir linttleahlos todav than in the days when sailing vessels constituted our men of war. While the sails lave disapi>eared cotton duck is so extensively used for awnings, coverings Tor launches and similar purposes, that the amount of material required is even greater now than In the old flipper trade. "Another demand for cotton cloth lias been created by the increasing Lise of cotton cloth for growing tobacco under shade. Several hundred teres of land in Connecticut are cov?red in this manner. One large tobact-o company uses 1,000.000 yards of doth for its shade culture In Florida ind Cuba. The same company also jses 4,000.000 yards of cloth annually ror making bags for two of its popular brands of smoking tobacco. "Cotton bags have displaced barrels to a great extent in the shipment of mgar. salt and flour. With cotton at fifteen cents a pound the bags would ae cheaper than barrels. "Cotton plays an important part in the mining and marketing of coal. A heavy cotton duck is extensively used in coal mines for the purpose of making ventilating chutes. About 16,000,000 yards of cotton duck annually are made into coal bags for delivering coal where a chute cannot be employed to advantage. "There has been a great expansion in the use of tarpaulins. In the British possessions, especially in South Africa, the tarpaulin has displaced the old Hat duck cover for flat cars, goods, vans, wagon covers and tents. In South Africa, also, the cotton blanket has completely driven out the woolen blanket, and 4,600 bales, 200 blankets to the bale, are imported by that country annually. "Overcoats of cotton duck with blanket lining have taken the place of neavy wool ana rur garments in me American and Canadian northwest. It is estimated that 20,000,000 yards annually are consumed by this branch of the trade alone. "Thousands of bales of cotton annually find their way into the construction of fireproof buildings in our large cities. Wherever the steam and hot water pipes are exposed, they are covered with asbestos covering around which is placed cotton duck. "Cotton cloth has taken the place of wall paper in thousands of modern houses. "Several million yards annually are used in making cloth signs and advertisements. The American Tobacco company and similar concerns use millions of yards of army duck for the purpose of squeezing water out of clay. "The government requires 4,000,000 yards of cotton duck annually for coin bags. "Cement companies use about 8,000,000 yards of cotton bagging annually. "About 2,000,000 yards of cotton duck annually are made into feed bags for horses. "Wood pulp paper mills and other paper mills use enormous quantities of heavy cotton duck for driers. "Cotton drills and duck to the extent of millions of yards are used for a wagon tops, cushions, waterproof coats, 'Pantasote,' etc.' "A heavy duck Is used to the extent of millions of yards annually for the purpose of filtering oils. "Cotton duck is the basis of rubber belting and all kinds of rubber hose. Sales of these branches of the trade amount to 60,000,000 yards annually. Among the smaller users, but making a heavy aggregate; tennis and gymnasium shoes; duck canopy for shower baths where rubber formerly was used; covering of trunks and telescopes, binding of books, draining of mines?heavy duck to the extent of 4,000,000 yards annually. "While we do not presume to have set forth more than a small portion of the uses to which cotton is put, the above items should go far towards showing where curtailment would be impossible except under extraordinary conditions. Even at a much further advance it would not be likely to'enter into comparison with the products it has displaced. "In the matter of wearing apparel its nearest competitors are linen and wool. There is as much cotton as linen in collar and shirt. "All wool" clothing is practically a thing of the past. "Once In a while a bull on cotton in an effort to express his enthusiasm says: 'Cotton is going as high as wool." , "He probably has forgotten?If In fact the figures were ever presented to him?that until the last twenty years cotton for hundreds of years has sold at a higher average price than wool. When one considers the countless uses to which cotton is put, and figures on what might happen owing to an accidental curtailment of production. It Is quite within the bounds of possibility for history to repeat Itself? Manufacturers' Record. COUNTY DISPEN8ARIES. Governor Bleat# Says They Must Not Patronize Grafters. "It Is my positive intention to remove members of county boards of control who have bought goods from houses that defrauded the state under the state dispensary system, unless these members can show some very sound excuse," said Governor Blease, Friday afternoon, when asked about a letter he had dispatched to the chairmen of the six county dispensary boards, Inquiring whether they were dealing with houses shown up in an unfavorable light by dispensary investigations. Telegraphic Fellow-Up. Governor Blease reinforced this letter, of date July 10, by a further message Friday, which was forwarded by telegraph except In the case of the Richland board, to whom it was mailed. This second message reads: "In my opinion you should not purchase goods from any house that admits it defrauded the state under the state dispensary system, and I request that you do not. 'A word to the wise should be sufficient.'" Governor's Statement. Governor Blease said Friday: "I have called on Dispensary Auditor M. H. Mobley to furnish me vith the names of the members of the county boards of control, a report of their purchases and a list of those houses that admitted defrauding the state In connection with the old state dispensary. The boards of Aiken, Richland and Charleston have been heard from. Members of the Georgetown board called at my office Thursday, but I was engaged with the state board of education and could not see them. They left, saying they would report by mail. I have heard nothing from Beaufort or Florence. Members of the Richland board say they have complied with the law and conducted their business "' i"".. "?'i hnnaativ Thp Charleston board says It has been guided rigidly by the law as interpreted by County Attorney J. N. Nathans and have 'conscientiously and consistenly done their duty, having received no rebates.' If any further purchases are made by any county board from houses that admitted defrauding the state add paid back the money. I shall Immediately remove the members of such board, unless sufficient excuse Is given." The Letter. The letter which first Indicated the governor's attitude in the matter was * as follows: Gentlemen: I am Informed that almost all of your purchases are made from houses which have heretofore been proven guilty of robbing or at least defrauding South Carolina. I know that some of those from whom you purchase have admitted that they defrauded the state of South Carolina and made good for at least a part of what they had defrauded -her out of. I understand that you are purchasing from houses represented by Roy Early Slgo Myers, Trager, M. H. Myers, Wylie and others. If you make purchases from these houses, knowing the facts, I feel that it is my duty to remove you from office, unless you can give a satisfactory explanation therefor. If these men defrauded the state and confessed it, why will they not rob your county and confess It? If they rebated the state board, as some of them swore they did, will they not re-^ hate you. If you will accept ItT From complaints coming to me. there are people who believe you will accept It. Why lay yourselves open to these criticisms, when It could be so easily avoided? Why put my administration In the position of being criticised, as It Is being criticised, by such actions or. your part? Please give me such Information as vou have along this line, and I hope that It will be satisfactory to the public. If you think It will not be satisfactory, your resignation will save your removal. Very respectfully. Cole L. Please. Governor. The Richland county dispensary board Is composed of Messrs. John J. Pain. Jos. D. Mlot and W. H. Gaston. The Charleston board Is composed of Messrs. P. H. Rutledge. Arthur Lynah and John Marshall.?Columbia Record.