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Ha Waa Tailing Him.?During one
of the visits of the British royal family
to Balmoral the then Prince of
Wales, now King George, dressed
very simply, was crossing one of the
Scotch lakes in a steamer, and, curious
to note everything relating to the
management of the vessel, he entered
the galley where a brawney highlander
was attending to the culinary matters
and was met by the savory odors of
a compound known by Scotchmen as
hodgepodge, which the highlander was
preparing.
"What is that?" aaked the prince,
who was not known to the cook.
"Hodgepodge, sir," was the reply.
"How is it made?" was the next
question.
"Why, there's mutton intil't and turnips
intil't, and carrots intil't?and"?
"Yes, yes," interrupted the prince,
who had not learned that "intil't"
meant "In It." "but what is 'intil't?'"
"Why, there's mutton intil't, and turnips
Intil't, and carrots intil't, and"?
"Yes, I see; but what is 'Intlli't?'"
The man looked up, and seeing that
the prince was asking the question In
good faith, he replied, a trifle nettled:
"Wasn't I tellin' ye? There's mutton
intil't, and"?
"Yes, certainly, I heard you, but
what is 'intil't'?'Intil't?'"
"Ye daft dawk!" yelled the highlander.
brandishing his big spoon, "am
I no' tellin' ye what's intil't There's
mutton intil't"?
Here the Interview was brought to a
close by one of the prince's suit who
was fortunately passing and stepped In
to save his royal highness from being
rapped over the head with the big
spoon.
Wrong Foot.?Sam, who was a great
gunner, made arrangements to go on
a hunting trip at an early hour in the
morning, but having no faith in alarm
clocks, he sought the services of the
night oop on the corner.
"Jim," said he, instructing the cop,
"when I go to bed tonight I am going
to tie one end of a cord around my
big toe and throw the other end out of
the window. At 4 o'clock In the morning,
I want you to pull on the rope
and keep on pulling until I tell you
to stop."
"All right, Sam," smiled the policeman,
"you will find me on the Job."
Late that night Sam crawled in, and,
after adjusting the rope according to
schedule, he was soon in the land of
dreams. Hardly had he slept a min-1
ute, he thought, when he was awakened
by a frightened cry, and then more
cries, and to his horror he saw Mrs.
Sam slowly sliding feet first toward
the window.
"Gee!" he exclaimed, as the truth
suddenly dawned upon him. "I jnust
have tied that cord around the wrong
toe."?Philadelphia Transcript.
His Reputation.?A surgeon, whose
work lies largely among foreigners,
tells the following which happened
several years ago:
A woman who had very little the
matter with her, was so interested in
her own case .hat she talked about it
every uuie uppunuuuy oiiurucu. vuc
day 8he said to the doctor:
"What would happen to me if I did
not come when I did?"
"Oh, you probably would have died
if you had come any sooner," replied
the doctor.
The woman grot well, and the doctor
dismissed the case from his mind. One
day, however, a neighbor of the woman
appeared with a bad deformity
which was growing rapidly worse as
time went on.
"Why didn't you come to me sooner
with this?" he demanded.
"Veil, you know Mis' Yohnson?"
"Yes,*' nodded the doctor.
"Veil, she tell me you say if dey
come to you too soon you kael dem."
Juggled the Language.?Dr. Hans
Richter, who has resigned the honorary
degrees conferred on him by two
of the English universities, lived in
England ten years, but never became
proficient in the English language,
says the London Chronicle. Many
amusing blunders of his used to be
passed around in Manchester.
"She is no better; if she does not lie,
she swindles," he told a member of his
orchestra who, hearing that Frau
Richter had been 111, inquired as to her
progress.
"Schwindel" in German means giddiness
or faintness.
Subsequently it was decided that
Frau Richter should stay by the sea
for some weeks, and her husband accompanied
her to New Brighton, returning
the same day for a concert. A
friend overheard him saying at the
booking office:
"Give me two tickets, one for me to
come back and one for my wife not to
come back."
It Cured Him.?During the demonstration
of his new kineataphone, Mr.
Edison said: "With this invention
an actor may hear himself speak as
well as see himself act. Let us hope
he won't be disappoint-?d?like a piccolo
player in a music store, who was urged
to buy a phonograph. The dealer,
aB a last resort, got the man to make
a phonographic record of "The Last
Rose of Summer," with his piccolo.
"The dealer then ran the tune off
while the player?a really wretched
performer?listened with a strange
air. At the end the dealer said:
"'There! Isn't that wonderful?'
" 'H'm?well?yes." said the piccolo
player.
" 'And now,' said the dealer, briskly,
'are you going to buy a phonograph?'
" 'No,' the player answered, 'I'm
going to sell the piccolo.'"?Nashville
Tennessean.
Lights.?Mr. Picklelilly came from
his club one morning about 5 o'clock.
He entered his happy home, crept up
the stairs softly, so as not to awaken
his spouse, then felt for the switch
to turn on the electric light. He could
not find it, and in the darkness stumbled
over a chair.
"What's that?" came a voice from
the bed.
"Where the duce are the lights in
this house?" snarled Picklelilly, try
ing 10 pui a DOia race on me maner.
"Lights!" cried Mrs. Picklelilly,
scathingly. "Pull up the blinds!"?
Judge.
Enough Said.?Naval Recruiting Officer
(to actor who has applied to join
the naval reserve)?"And what experience
have you had?"
Actor?"Quite considerable. I was
two years a midshipman in H. M. S.
Pinafore, a lieutenant in a half a
dozen plays, and. an admiral in the
Chinese Honeymoon."?London Opinion.
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CHAPTER VI.
Sam's well fertilized, well cultivated
acre of Irish potatoes surprised
the neighbors with the amount it produced.
Two hundred bushels were
what he harvested from the patch,
and, selling them at 60 cents a bushel,
he had $120 to show for the first
crop. It waa only the 1st of June, so
he immediately' prepared the land and
planted the acre again in June corn.
After that the work came thick and
fast. The cane was ready to be cut.
He mowed it, let it cure and stacked
away two tons of fine hay in the barn.
He could have gathered another crop
of cane if he had let it remain, but the
pumpkin yams must be planted. So
he prepared and bedded the ground,
and one cloudy day just before a rain
he pulled the potato slips from the bed
where he had grown them and planted
this acre also with a second crop.
The cotton then had to be plowed,
and when that was finished the four
acre cornfield, in which he was also
growing a flourishing crop of pump
Kins, was cujung xur mui.
The peach and plum crops were very
short this year, owing to a late frost,
but the Powell orchard never suffered
In this respect. The old trees had a
bumper crop. Prices being good, after
Mrs. Powell had preserved what she
wanted, Sam sold $40 worth of plums
and $110 worth of peaches, making a
total of $150 income from the fruit,
not to mention the preservings for family
use.
Early In the winter, before the family
moved, Sam had made arrangements
with a breeder of a fine strain
of Plymouth Rock chickens to get ten
settings of eggs. For these he was
to pay $1.50 a sitting. Mrs. Powell
already owned a mixed breed flock of
fifty hens, but Sam's plan, with which
his mother heartily agreed, was to replace
the mongrel stock with the thoroughbreds.
The first of these sittings
were hatched while it was yet cold,
and before summer came on, with its
excessive heat and insect pests, the
whole ten had been brought off and
more than 100 thrifty young Plymouth
Rocks were running about the farm.
The ample range and shade and the
rye sowed in the orchard made the income
from poultry almost clear profit
Chickens require little feed when they
can get green stuff and insects. Besides
the Plymouth Rocks Mrs. Powell
raised six dozen common breed fryers,
which she sold at $3 per dozen, or $18.
From the thoroughbred flocks, after selecting
seventy pullets and Ave roosters
to keep, she sold the culls for $15,
roosters at $1 and pullets at 50 cents.
The egg market was very low during
the summer months, but even at a few
cents a dozen $20 worth were sold this
year and the family had all they could
consume at home. Finally, in the fall,
the old flock of common chickens was
sold, bringing 25 cents each, or $12.50
in all. Surplus milk and butter from
the two cows brought $50 for the year.
But this wasn't all. The care of
watermelons, cantaloupes and vegetables
contributed its share. Sam's watermelons
were a long white variety,
sweet as sugar. These melons always
brought something above the regular
market price. In all the young farmer
sold $40 worth of melons and vegetables.
The June corn made a fair crop.
Sam sold the roasting ears at onie
cent each. These brought him $30.
Then he cut and cured the stalks for
feed. The ground being once more
cleared, he plowed, harrowed and
planted it in turnips.
Sam found that a little farm of fifteen
acres can keep two or three
people very busy, especially when the
farm is made to hump itself, growing
one crop right after another. Hardly
a day passed that he or his sister
didn't have to drive to town to sell
something. Whenever it could be arranged
Sam always let Florence go,
for then he could be hurrying the
heavy work forward.
September came and Florence entered
the high school, but Sam, badly as
he wanted to begin, found it impossible
to do so until after Christmas.
However, he began studying at night,
and for all the hard work he did he
managed to keep pretty close up with
his classes.
Late in the fall he dug the acre of
sweet potatoes, after stripping off the
vines and feeding them to his hogs,
and found that he had 150 bushels of
"pumpkin yams." He stored twenty-five
bushels for home use and sold the
other 125 bushels at $1 per bushel.
Sam Powell never forgot what the
government agent told him about seed.
When his contest acre was at maturity
he went down the rows and tied
strings to the stalks that bore the most
and the finest ears.
In the same way, also, the young
farmer selected his cotton seed. Here
and there in the rows he found stalks
that were unusually large and perfect
in shape. These were generally in
some rich place where they had been
particularly favored. If they were
heavily loaded with bolls and the bolls
were large and low down on the stalks,
indicating that they would open early,
Sam tied white strings on them in
conspicuous places.
It may seem that with all this work
Sam Powell had little or no time for
pleasure or recreation. Such was not
the case, however, though he sometimes
had to work longer hours than
he liked because he was not able to get
help.
Put Sam had got in the habit of
using his mind. He never imitated other
people in doing a thing without stop
ping to think why it was done or if
there was a better way. He soon found
out that it pays to keep oneself fresh
and vigorous. By taking the proper
rests and breathing spells and working
at certain hours he found that he
could do as much or more work in
eight hours than in twelve. After that
he did not commence work before daylight
or <juit after dark, as he had been
doing. He saw also that it was a good
idea to take a half or a day off now
and then.
One of the things that Sam enjoyed
a great deal was to ramble through the
woods and fields and study nature. He
was what is called a nature lover?that
is, he never tired of studying trees
and flowers and birds and insects and
animals. It was a mighty hard matter
for him to go after the calves and get
back in time for breakfast. It was not
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more than a quarter of a mile to where
the calves were usually found?In a
little meadow beyond the creek?but
the earlier Sam started in the morning
the later he would usually be In returning.
He would get up sometimes while it
was still dark and only the first red
streaks of dawn showing in the east.
He would get out in the fresh air and
throw out his arms and take deep
breaths and walk about the yard for
a few minutes; then he would be ofT
suddenly, whistling a lively tune and
scattering the dew from the grass and
plants with his feet
He liked to sit down on the creek
bank in the dim light of morning and
watch the world Just waking up. A
slight noise from some big treetops
told him that crows were leaving their
roost. A louder flapping meant buzzards.
A splash in the creek announced
that a bullfrog was taking his morning
bath. Now and then a 'possum
would waddle by or a belated coon
returning from his fishing up the creek
would stop to eye Sam inquisitively.
Crossing the creek and getting pretty
close to the calves, he would stop
suddenly again to watch three or four
rabbits at their morning romp in the
dewy grass. Farther on he might find
a strange flower or shrub and study it
ever so long, trying to determine the
name of it. Sam and Florence were
both nature enthusiasts, and there
were few flowers or trees the names
of which they didn't know.
Finally, the young farmer would
find the calves and start them home,
and he might get there by sunrise if
he didn't find something else to interest
him.
When he came in, fresh, bright eyed
and hungry from the walk and found
breakfast waiting, his mother would
ask:
"Why, what makes you so late getting
back, Sam?"
"Oh, I've been watching oP Br'er
Rabbit and Br'er Possum," he would
reply. He had read the stories of Uncle
Remus and always called animals
by the name the old darky gave them.
One Saturday morning Bill Googe
climbed over the fence and came to
where Sam was at work.
"Hello, Sam!" he greeted. "Say,
let's go fishin' this evenln',"
"Are you up with your work?" asked
Sam.
"You bet. I've quit loafln' round
when they's work needin' doin'. Everything's
right up to now."
"All right then." said Sam; "I'll be
glad to go. I was Just thinking about
it"
"Well, I'll git the bait and be 'long
'bout 1 o'clock after you. Say, Sam,
you shore raisin' a powerful lot o'
truck on this place. I declare, I don't
see how you do It. Of course I know
now that It's a good deal In the way
you work the land, but I didn't think
anybody could raise crops like this.
And you never let up?fast as you git
one crop off you've got another comin'
on."
'Yes," said the boy farmer, "I'm
doing pretty well. Everything's been
favorable, though, and we've had plenty
of rain. As for growing more than
one crop, you've got to do that if you
want to make any money. Besides,
land needs something on It all the time
to keep down the weeds and keep
humus in the ground. When I get my
corn and cotton gathered I want to
hire you again to plow this land and
sow it with some kind of a cover crop
for the winter."
"All right," agreed Bill. "I'll do it.
And since you mentioned it I guess I'll
sow my field in something?wheat or
rye. I could use it for pasture, too,
couldn't I?"
"Certainly," replied Sam. "It would
not hurt to pasture it even if you
were going to let it stand. But speaking
of land producing stuff, why, man,
this place hasn't done half what it can
be made to do. Here's something I
clipped from a farm paper. It'll give
you an idea what land produces when
it's handled right." Sam took from his
pocket a little slip of paper and read:
"There are few who know the possibilities
of the soil when well manured
and watered. One acre has produced
216 bushels of corn, and three bales of
cotton have rewarded another man.
"On Long Island 400 bushels of Irish
potatoes is not an excessively large
crop, at Oreeley, Colo., 400 bushels
is not nn uncommon yield. In the Sacramento
valley, California, Mr. Cleek
has for the past thirty years made a
good living and saved an average of
$400 per year from one acre. On the
island of Jersey rents are as high as
$200 and $300 per acre, and near the
city of Paris they are higher still.
Xear San Diego, Cal., there is a colony
of 'littelanders' who believe that one
acre is euougn, anu many ui inein are
making good with their small farm9.
With good soils, plenty of manure and
all the water needed the possibilities
of the soil are enormous, and one crop
follows another in rapid succession."
"What do you think of $200 and
$300 an acre for rent?" Sam asked
when he had finished reading. "They've
got to raise something on that land,
haven't they?"
"I should say they have!" exclaimed
Bill.
That afternoon at 1 o'clock Bill
Oooge came by for Sam, and the two
put off down the creek to fish for the
perch and cat that were to be found
in the blue pools of the little stream.
Bill had intended to take his shotgun
along, but found that he was out of
powder and so had to leave off that
part of the sport.
They hadn't gone far when an old
quail with her brood of young ones,
just old enough to fly, rose out of the
grass in front of them with a loud
whir of wings and sailed off into a
nearby thicket.
"They's goin' to be some good huntin'
here this fall and winter," Bill
Oooge remarked.
"You're a farmer, aren't you, Bill?"
Sam asked.
"Of course, a kind* of one. Rut what
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surprised at the question.
"Well, a farmer ought not to kill a
farmer's friend, ought he?"
"Sure, he oughtn't!" Goorge replied.
"Well, you Just take it for me that
those quails and nearly all the other
birds that live around here are good
friends of ours. We ought not to kill
them, and we ought not to allow oth
ers to come on our places to kill
them."
"Why, I didn't think a quail was
any good to us except to eat," said
Bil.
"So far as any one knows," Sam explained,
"they're the only bird that
destroys the potato beetle. They eat
all they can And, and they do us a
good turn every time they gobble one.
More than that, every single quail
eats thousands upon thousands of boll
weevils. Some people used to argue
that a quail didn't eat anything exeunt
irrain. But we know better now.
| They eat Insects of all kinds, as well
as weed seed."
"If that's so they ought not to be
killed," said Bill.
"Of course not," said Sam. "We
don't have any idea how much good
they do us. It ought to be against the
law to kill a quail at any time. As it
is, they say insects destroy one-tenth
of all we produce. If we were to kill
all the birds there'd be such a plague
of insects that they'd kill everything?
all the trees and vegetation of all
kinds."
Farther on Bill saw a woodpecker
hammering lustily on a dead tree. He
stopped and pointed with his linger.
"Bet I could knock him off with a
rifle from here," he said.
"Don't ever do it," cautioned Sam.
"He's another friend."
"What?" exclaimed Bill. "A woodpecker
kills trees."
"No, he dosen't," said Sam. "He
saves trees. A woodpecker never bores
a hole in a tree for fun. He's after
worms or making himself a home,
and he makes his home in a dead tree.
When he bores into a green tree he's
after a worm every time, and he always
gets him. The hole the bird
manes win grow up, dui u me worm
stays It'll kill the tree. One woodpecker
will go over 600 trees In a day
and examine them (or bugs, egg
deposits and worms. It doctors the
tree inside and out. I saw a woodpecker
go over nearly every tree In
our orchard."
"Well, now, I didn't know that,"
said Bill. "I been knowln' woodpeckers
all my life, but I never paid no attention
to 'em. Guess I won't shoot no
more of 'em."
"To tell the truth," Sam went on,
there are mighty few birds or animals
but what do more good than harm. I
believe the common old house cat kills
more birds and chickens than all the
varmints put together. I think it's a
good deed to kill a cat whenever you
find one. There are two kinds of
hawks?the cooper and the sharp
shinned?that are bad to kill birds and
chickens. These two hawks look alike.
They are small. The females are a
mottled brownish color, and the males
are a dull blue. It's a good thing to
kill them whenever you get a chance.
The other hawks and owls don't do
much harm, and they do lots of good
'because they live mostly on rats and
mice and such things. Once in a while
an owl will bother chickens, but it's
only when its regular food is scarce.
"Its pretty much the same way
about the fox, mink, weasel and skunk.
Once in a while one of these varmints
will get to be bad after chickens. But
we could hardly do without them because
thev keeD down the swarms of
field mice, rabblta, grasshoppers, crickets,
hornets and wasps."
"Where'd you find out these
things?" asked Bill. "I know they're
true when I hear you say 'em, but
somehow I never did think of 'em before."
"I've learned a little by reading,"
Sam told him, "but mostly by keeping
my eyes and ears open when I'm out
in the woods and fields. Sister and I
like to study plants and animals, especially
plants. We're going to take a
correspondence course in botany next
year In the state university. Florence
says she's going to be a florist and I
want to know all about plants, so I
can farm."
During the long afternoon Sam and
Bill fished and talked, every now and
then throwing out a blue cat or a goggle
eye to add to their strings that
they kept fastened to the edge of the
water. It was cool and shady along
the creek. Birds and squirrels chattered
in the branches overhead. The
two farmers enjoyed the quiet coolness
after the hot days in the field.
Late in the afternoon they wound up
their lines and went home, each carrying
a long string of fish. Sam sat
on the doorstep in the gathering dusk
and breathed the perfume from the
honeysuckle that clambered over the
yard fence. He saw the stars coming
out, one by one, and the moon creeping
up behind a big oak. He heard the
"who-who-who" of an owl away off on
the creek. Then suddenly stars, moon
and owl all vanished. He smelled
fried fish and heard his mother calling
him to supper.
(To be continued.)
THE PATRIOTIC DOLLAR
It Knows its Value and Goes Where it
can Do Most Good.
I am a Dollar. A little age-worn,
perhaps; but still in circulation. I am
proud of myself for being in circulation.
I am not a tomato can dollar?
not I. This town Is only my adopted
home, but I like it and hope to remain
permanently. When I came out of the
mint I was adopted into another town
like this in another state. But, after a
time, I was sent off to a big city, many
miles away. I turned ud in a mail or
der house. For several years I stayed
in that city. Millionaires bought cigars
with me. I didn't like that, for I
believe in plain people. Finally, a
traveling man brought me to this town
and left me here. I was so glad to get
back to a smaller town that I determined
to make a desperate effort to
stay.
One day a citizen of this town was
about to send me back to that big city.
I caught him looking over a mail order
catalogue. Suddenly I found my voice
and said to him?he was a dentist, by
the way:
"Doc. look here, if you'll let me stay
in this town I'll circulate around and
do you a lot of good. You buy a beefsteak
with me, and the butcher will
buy groceries, and the grrocer will buy
hardware, and the hardware man will
pay his doctor's bill with me, and the
doctor will spend me with a farmer
for corn to feed his horse with, and
the farmer will buy some fresh meat
from the butcher, and the butcher will
come around to you and get his tooth
mended. In the long run, as you see,
I'll be more useful to you here at home
than if you'd send me away forever."
Doc. said It was a mighty stiff argument.
He hadn't looked at it in that
light before, so he bought the big
beefsteak and I began to circulate
around home again. Now, Just suppose
all the other dollars that are sent
to Chicago or some other big city were
kept circulating right here at home,
you would see this town grow. Honest,
isn't that right??Exchange.
AMERICAN MERCHANT MARINE
Great Britain will Reeist its Development
Even With Force.
Wlnthrop K Marvin, author of "A
History of American Merchant Marine,"
in the Philadelphia Public
Ledger.
Those Americans who voice surprise
at the attitude of the British government
toward the transfer of foreignbuilt
ships to American registry and
our genuine efforts to Improvise an
ocean shipping, have left unread the
history of the United States. No other
course could have been anticipated
from the British government. It has
been the British determination since
Cromwell, for almost 300 years, to
rule the seas In war and commerce.
Whatever International law or usage
gives a shadow of sanction to this determination
we may be very sure that
it will be enforced. British statesmen
are Intent upon the war and after
ward. They propose to break the
commercial and naval power of Germany,
and they do not propose to
magnify the commercial power of the
United States.
Every American effort to increase
our mercantile marine will be scrutinized
by the British government and
resisted if there is a pretext and an
opportunity. There unquestionably Is
a pretext in the Dacia's case, as In the
case of other interned ships of belligerent
nationa But there can be no
pretext or occasion for heat and quarrelling
if our merchant shipping is
increased by newly built ships from
American yards.
This safe and obvious fact was completely
missed at the opening of the
war by statesmen of the majority party
in Washington. In the shock of
disrupted commerce they saw but one
relief?the purchase of foreign ships
from belligerent owners. That course
was fraught with doubt and danger.
If the Dacla were an Americanbuilt
vessel or of secure American
ownership before the war, the sight
of her steaming for Bremen with
American cotton might have vexed the
British admiralty, but there would
have been no pretext for interference
with the ship herself. Other ships of
American construction have gone safely
through. Even if there had not
been a century of warning, from the
days of impressment and orders in
council, of the certain attitude of the
British government toward an American
mercantile marine, we might have
been absolutely sure that every uncertainty
or irregularity such as the
case of the Dacla affords, would have
led to seizure and detention.
But because of the blindness of
many of its lawmakers, the United
States was forced to walk right up
and into this war crisis without
enough American merchant ships of
unquestioned nationality. The trouble
is in large part of our own making.
We should blame Great Britain less
and some of our "statesmen" and editors
more.
For many years before the present
war an earnest effort had been made
in the United States to secure an adequate
merchant shipping by means
which other nations had tried and
found effective. That effort was savagely
resisted by ignorance, ridicule
and hate. It required unusual courage
for public men to stand up in the
American congress and advocate
American shipping legislation. They
were hounded by the yellow press;
their mail was filled with anonymous,
abusive missives. "Subsidy grabbers,"
"subsidy thieves," were some of the
epithets that were employed, and when
on one occasion a conservative shipping
bill that had passed both houses
of congress was defeated by a violent
filibuster before agreement on details
could be attained, the result was
hailed with exultation by a considerable
part of the organs of supposed
public opinion in the United States.
Now exactly what those brave public
men predicted when they sought an
American merchant fleet has come to
pass. Foreign governments that
were allowed to monopolize our ocean
carrying are at war. Our trade Is
suffering, and frantic attempts to extemporize
an American fleet out of
belligerent craft threaten to involve us
also In the conflict.
Time and events have seldom
brought a more striking vindication
than this of those public men who, in
the twenty years past, sought unsuccessfully
in the face of vituperation
and derision the upbuilding of a strong
American merchant marine. Everything
that happens from day to day
clinches the truth that their way was
the right one, that they were statesmen,
patriots and prophets, and that
the politicians and the newspapers
that cried out against them were the
bllndeBt of the blind.
"NEVER TOUCHED ME."
What Edison Said When Fire Burned
Frame Off His Photograph.
The March American Magazine contains
an interesting editorial about
Thomas A. Edison and a chronology of
his life and achievements, prepared by
William H. Meadowcroft, who for thirt?f
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associates. The article is accompanied
by a remarkable photograph of Mr.
Edison. This photograph was rescued
from the thick of the flre which devastated
the Edison plant In December.
The frame was charred and the
glass covering the photograph was
cracked and blackened by heat, but
the picture Itself remained unmarked.
The great Inventor, with characteristic
humor, scribbled on the margin, "Never
touched me" An extract from the editorial
accompanying the chronology
follows:
"On December 9, the huge manufacturing
plant of Thomas A. Edison, situated
on the Valley road. Orange, N.
J., was visited by a devastating Are,
which devoured buildings, apparatus
and supplies, whose value can, at the
time of writing, only be loosely estimated.
"The inventor watched the flre with
one thing uppermost in his mind.
What do you suppose it was? What
would you be thinking about under
those circumstances, with the labor of
years, and nearly all you own in the
world, going up in ruin and loss?
"Thomas A. Edison was intently examining
the flre-resisting qualities of
re-inforced concrete construction, so
that hereafter such buildings may be
truly fire proof.
" 'There's a mighty expensive experiment,'
he said, pointing to the
blazing pile, 'but it's a good one.
There will be a mobilization around
here tomorrow if that stuff cools off
enough, and when those buildings go
up again, they'll go up fire proof.'
"What an example! Especially in
these times, when so many show the
white feather and croak about hard
times or bad luck or some kind of
petty trouble or grievance! Here is
the living incarnation of American
spirit and courage. Not a thought of
the paat! Not a regret, except for the
single life lost?one of his workmen
who died doing his duty! Not a hint
of complaint or discouragement, but
every power of thought and will concentrated
on what he was going to do
next, 'I'm sixty-seven years old,' he
said, 'but I'm none too old to take a
fresh start tomorrow morning. Nobody
is ever too old to take a fresh
start.'
"Was there ever anything finer,
more magnificently and truly American
than this? Can the inspiration of such
an example ever weaken? Can one
ever forget it, or let is lose its power
over us? We take this occasion to
publish a chronology of Edison's life,
showing the things he has achieved in
the realm of physical science. We are
grateful for them. But we are most
of all grateful for the ideal standard
pattern of American bravery and spirit
that we see outlined in bold relief
against the blazing background of
the Valley Road."
HAPPENINQ8 IN THE 8TATE
Items of Interest from All 8ections of
South Carolina.
Dr. S. S. Knight, a prominent citizen
of Fountain Inn, died last Thursday,
aged 79 yeara
Capt. R. H. Jennings, former state
treasurer of South Carolina, is critically
ill at his home in Wlnnsboro.
Three state organizations of Masons
?chapter, council and commandery,
are to meet In Greenwood, April 13 and
14.
Governor Manning has ordered all
dispensaries in Barnwell county to remain
closed until a new dispensary
board has been appointed.
The annual reunion of the Confederate
veterans of South Carolina is to
be held In Columbia on April 22 and
23.
' The body of a white male infant
only a few hours old, was found
on the Southern railway track' In
Fairfield county last week.
Spartanburg Elks are considering
the Idea of building a 115,000 home.
The Elk's home In that city was destroyed
by fire several weeks ago.
Boyd Tate, colored, is held in the
Cherokee county jail, on the charge of
killing Isaiah Brown. At the Inquest
Tate said that when he charged
Brown with Interfering with his
(Tate's) domestic relations, Brown
gave him to understand that he could
not help himself. The killing followed.
Dr. George Bennett, a native of Abbeville,
sailed last Wednesday for
Paris, France, where he will Join the
surgical corps of the American hospital.
George Outlaw, a white man, was
killed near the Hermitage cotton mill,
Camden, last week. Sam Cook, a
Lee county farmer, Is In Jail in Camden,
charged with the killing.
A petition 18 oeing circuiaieu in
Greenville, asking for an election on
the question of issuing bonds to the
amount of 1125,000 to be used in
street improvement.
Governor Manning has ordered a
special term of court to be held in
Abbeville, April 8, to try Charley Logan,
colored, for the murder of Mrs.
M. E. Scott, near Lowndeevllle, last
week.
Jim Gohagan, a young white man,
died in Charleston Monday, as the result
of pistol wounds inflicted by Chas.
Ayer, also white. The shooting occured
at the home of Ayer, in Bamberg
county. The slayer is in jail.
Governor Manning has refused to appoint
W. H. Thompson as dispenser
of the dispensary at Eastover, in
Richland county. Thompson was recently
given a hearing on the charge
of pernicious activity brought against
him.
The coal committee of the South
Carolina Cotton Manufacturing association,
has placed an order for 300,000
tons of coal to be used by the South
Carolina mills which are members of
the association. The contract amounts
to about $1,000,000.
Belton Horne, a white man, aged
about 45 years, committed suicide at
his home in Greenwood county last
week, by blowing the top of his head
off with a shotgun. Home had fired
I the shot by means of pressing the
I _1 + W kl? ?AA
gun IHK6CI mui u*o vw.
A petition is being clcvul&ted in
Greenwood county asking Governor
Manning to commute the sentence of
Albert Tolbert from electrocution to
life imprisonment. Tolbert choked
his wife to death shortly before Christmas.
Dr. Thomas W. Jackson, city health
officer of Spartanburg, has announced
the acceptance of an offer of the
American Red Cross society, to become
a member of the sanitary commission
to be sent to Servia within a
few days.
J. D. Wallace, 66 years old, who was
wounded during the pistol battle on
the streets of Pageland, Chesterfield
county, March 12, died of his wounds
in a Charlotte, N. C., hospital Friday
morning. Walker Arrant has been arrested
and will answer for the death
of Wallace.
Rev. Belvin, pastor of the Orrvllle
Methodist church of Anderson,
preached a special sermon last Saturday
night to his congregation. The
preacher was dressed in an overall
suit. In explaining why he had
adopted that kind of wearing apparel,
he stated that he was tired of hearing
people say they did not go to church
and Sunday school because they could
not wear as good clothes as other
people, and he wanted to prove that
[ he could preach as good a sermon in
overalls as in broadcloth.
Governor Manning has named his
military staff. The members serve
without pay. They are: Adjutant
general, W. W. Moore. Colonels?J.
B. Adger, Belton; George W. Dick,
Sumter: R. M. Cooper. Wisacky. Lieutenant
colonels?A. L. Gaston, Chester;
M. P. McCall, Lowndesville; T. W.
Davis, Beach Island; W. J. Muldrow,
Anderson; W. A. Klauber, Bamberg;
W. R. Darlington, Jr., Allendale; W.
K. Fi8hburne, Moncks Corner; J. D.
Sherer, Lone Star; Arthur Young,
Charleston; E. W. Duvall, Cheraw; J.
M. Witsell, Walterboro; L. W. Cheatham,
Edgefield; Sam McCall, Florence;
Hugh L. Oliver, Georgetown; Rion
McKissick, Greenville; H. B. Strange,
Lee county; O. K. LaRoque, Marlon;
Donald McQueen. Jr., Marlboro; A. A.
Manning, Walhalla; C. L. Cureton,
Pickens; J. Stokes Salley, Orangeburg;
O. R. Doyle, Calhoun; L. W.
Perrln. Snartanburg; James McCutch
en, Johnsonville; C. L. Cobb and Jno.
T. Roddey, Rock Hill; H. J. McLaurin,
Sumter; E. E. Aycock, Wedgefleld; J.
A. McKnlght, Sumter; W. R. Burgess,
Clarendon; George Warren, Hampton;
Allen Brandham, Manning.
WHY SUNDAY IS A PREACHER
Famous Evangelist Once a Star Baseball
Playsr.
Billy Sunday is occupying so large
a place in the public eye, there is so
much argument pro and con as to his
motives and methods that this short
sketch of his life from the pen of Rev.
Dr. James Cannon will be found very
Interesting:
"Billy Sunday was born In a tworoom
log cabin in the state of Iowa
during the war. His father went to
the army before he was born, and
died In the army. His mother was so
poor that when he was only six years
old, he was placed In an orphan
home, where he stayed until he was
14. He then went to work on a farm,
then had a place as general utility
boy In a hotel, then as janitor of the
public high school, then as helper In
a furniture shop and Anally, at the
age of 21, he became a member of the
Chicago White Stocking Baseball
club. He was the fastest runner In
the profession, and received a large
salary.
"One night he stopped to listen to
some workers of the Pacific Garden
mission on the streets of Chicago,
and went with them to the mission
rooms, and In a few days, as a penitent
sinner, he found Christ as a Savior
and came out openly as a Christian,
Joining the Presbyterian church
and the Central Y. M. C. A., of Chicago.
"He continued as a professional
ball player for five years after his
conversion, but began almost Immediately
to take part In Christian work,
attending church in whatever city his
team might be visiting, teaching in
Sunday school and speaking at Y. M.
C. A. meetings. In 1891, Sunday, after
many unsuccessful attempts, secured
a release from his contract as a ball
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secretary of the religious department
of the Chicago Y. M. C. A., at a salary
of $1,000 a year. He was married and
was receiving a salary of several
thousand dollars a year, but he worked
persistently to get a release from
the ball club to take up the religious
work.
"This shows that Billy Sunday did
not enter the Christian work from any
mercenary motive."
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TAX NOTICE?1914 j
Office of the County Treaeuror of York 1
County. J|
Yorkville, S. C., March 2, 1916.
NOTICE la hereby given that the
Tax Books for York county,
opened October 16th, 1914, will re
main open lor me uonecuen ui
STATE, COUNTY, LOCAL and .
SCHOOL TAXES until WEDNES- k
DAY, MARCH 31, 1916, and after
that date there will be added a penalty
of FIVE PER CENT on all taxes
not previously paid.
Note.?The Tax Books are made up
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about taxes will always expedite matters
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Treasurer of York County.
professional (ftards.
OR. WM. M. KENNEDY *
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