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tumorous department Swift Backhander.?Mrs. Sam Tyle met her dearest friend, Mrs. George Reen, in the street, relates the Philadelphia Inquirer. "How lucky to meet you!" gushed Mrs. Tyle. "I'm?er?we want another maid; there is too much work for two. So I'm looking for a parlor maid." Mrs. Reen hid her envy under a smiling face. "How strange," she gushed back. | "I think I know the very girl for you. And I can recommend her personally, because she's leaving us next week." Mrs. Tyle darted a suspicious look at her friend. DUl CI nuj V JVM v. Q.. ting tired of her?" she demanded. Mrs. Reen smiled coolly. "Oh, she's given me notice, dear," she said, with well assured frankness. "You see, she complains that there is too much silver to clean at our house. So I know she'll just suit you." Alarming Symptom#*?1The farmer wearing a long face, entered the country drug store. "I've got something wrong with my stomach," he announced, "and I want you to give me something for it." "All right," replied the apothecary cheerfully; "what are your symptoms?" "Every little while something seems to rise up and settle back, and then, by-and-by it rises up and settles back again." The druggist stroked his chin reflectively, "Look here," he said gravely, "you haven't gone and swallowed an elevator, have you?" Spoke of a Hospital.?Two small boys were having a somewhat rough struggle, and when one received an honl Klnw ho o-rrlnjmed: "If you don't look out you'll end up in a place that begins with H and ends with L!" A school teacher who was passing on hearing this remark scolded the boy severely for what he had said. "Well," replied the boy, after a pause, "I'm sure I don't know what you're talking about. I am talking about a 'hospital.'" A Promise Would Do.?Mr. Thomas Atkins was being put through his paces by a hospital sister as regards his practical knowledge. "And what would you do in case of collapse?" she asked. "Give him some brandy, miss." "But supposing you had no brandy?" "Sure; then I'd promise him some, miss."?New York American. Didn't Want Divorce?Society Dame ?Oh, doctor, I'm so sorely troubled with ennui. Doctor?H'h! Why don't you interest yourself in finding out how the other half lives? Society Dame?Gracious! Why, I'm not looking for a divorce.?Chicago News. They Evidently Wanted It.?"I think that woman ought to have the ballot." "Do they really want it?" "They must want it. Some of them are working so ardently for suffrage that they are paying absolutely no attention to dress."?Kansas City Star. Caught^?"So sorry not to have heard your lecture last night," said the loquacious lady. "I know I missed a treat; everybody said it was splen did." "I wonder how they found out," said Mr. Frockcoat; "the lecture, you know, was postponed.'' Lazy Man.?"Well," she inquired, "what can I do for you? Do you want employment?" "Lady." you means well," replied the tramp, "but you can't make work sound any more invitin' by using words of three syllables." Learned From Son.?You are careful to set an example for your son?" "I used to try to set him an example," replied the serious man, "but now I study him attentively to ascertain what kind of clothes I ought to wear and the style of conversation that is considered smart."?Washington Star. The Reason.?"Why does your wife dry the clothes in the cellar now? That isn't healthy is it?" "Dunno. To tell the truth, daughter is wearing so little that mother is ashamed to hang the stuff in the yard." ?Judge. Why She Told.? "Teacher, teacher! Willie and Benny is fighting: like anything.'' "Stop that, you boys! You're a good little girl, Lena to tell me." "Yes, teacher, but I wouldn't tell you only Benny was gettln' licked." When to Come.?"Who is that young man that calls on daughter?" "A budding poet, father." "Well, tell him to come around when he has blossomed and is able to show the fruit of his labors."?Philadelphia Public Ledger. Pertinent Question.?A man whose trousers bagged very badly at the knees was standing on a corner, waiting for a car. An Irishman watched him with great interest, and then said rather impatiently: "Well, why don't yez jump?" He Could Go Faster.?With but three minutes to catch his train, the traveling salesman inquired of the street car conductor: "Can't you en faster than, this?" "Yes," the bell ringer replied, "but I have to stay with my car." Woll!?"When I asked my wife to marry me she made me promise not to use tobacco." "And now?" "Shp'a ?nnnvprl hopniiQo T /lon't mnnt her to smoke cigarettes." The Important Question.?Wife?"I just bought the dearest little piano, dear, and so cheap. You only pay $1 a week." Hubby?For how long?" Wife?"Oh, I forgot to ask the clerk." Wanted to Save Him.?The Man? Lemme go! I'm all right, I can swim. The Girl?I don't care. I'm going to save you. I want a medal.?Chicago Herald. Naturally So.?"Mamma," complained little Elsie. "I don't feel well." "That's too bad, dear," said mother sympathetically. "Where do you feel worst?" "In school, mamma." ittiscrllatuous ^fartinj). FADS OF FINANCIERS Some of the Peculiar Hobbi*s of Leaders in the Business World. Every man, they say, likes anybody else's business better than his own. The corporation lawyer thinks he would make a good bank president and the railroad man sighs for the pleasant career of the stock broker, says the New York Sun. There is some deadly attraction in a pursuit other than one's own. Men tire of the humdrum of their work and idealize the callings of others. The busier a man is the more energy and enthusiasm he throws into his favorite diversion. That's why it is a truism in Wall street that a man is less likely to ruin his business than be ruined by his hobby. There was once a man in Wall street who had a great contempt for railroads as they are built today. Railroading was not his business; he hadn't the slightest experience in it; he was in the oil trade. But in his spare moments he used to dream about building the model railroad. He was convinced that he could construct a better railway than anybody else had ever done before. Years advanced and the impetus only grew stronger in the oil man. So when he eventually became interested in a coal property in Virginia, he determined to construct his highly exceptional road in order to carry the output of his mines to tidewater; hence he called his proposed line the Tidewater railroad. The oil man adopted the most advanced methods of road building. He u a specially Invented grading machine and the roadbed was as smooth as a ball room floor. Ninety nmra loir! tVio tlves were of the most modern type. The newest form of coal car was put in use; In a word, there was not an innovation, an attachment, a novelty, an improvement suggested in railroading that was not quickly utilized in the construction and equipment of the Tidewater railroad. It was the oil man's especial fancy, his joy, his hobby, his obsession. A small suite of rooms were engaged in a Wall street building as the executive office of the road, but none of the officers were ever visible. Secrecy surrounded everything connected with the ideal railroad. The man refused to borrow a dollar in the building of his pet line or to issue a bond, note or share of stock. It was his pride to advance person-, ally every dollar that was needed for the cost of construction. Naturally all the railroad men in the country were deeply interested in this rich man's hobby. They waited expectantly for the road to be open ed to traffic. Finally the gTeat day came. The trains on the model railroad moved from the coal mines to tidewater, where they delivered their black diamonds. Then the shocking discovery was made that on the road that had been builded with such infinite care one of the most important requirements had been overlooked. Return freight! A roar of Homeric laughter came from the railroad world. Loaded cars ran all the way from the mines to the ocean, but there was nothing "to fill them with on their return. Dismal lines of empty cars crawled all the way back to the coal region. The railroad men called it the Road to Nowhere. They said that Henry H. Rogers had better stick to Standard Oil for the future and let railroading alone. There were only words of ridicule for the oil man's whim. Then came the trying financial crisis of 1907 and brought in its train another sensation. Wall street was filled with a story of the biggest loan that had ever been made to an individual in the street's history. Henry H. Rodgers had borrowed $10,000,000 on his personal note. He had at last been compelled to borrow it for his railroad. And the collateral seourity for the note was Standard Oil stock. Well, fortunately, his hobby didn't ruin Mr. Rodgers, and his road has since been taken over by others and has developed into a splendid property. Nevertheless, the old Tidewater is still recalled in Wall street as the most dangerous example of a rich man's hobby horse. The fads of Wall street men are a variegated assortment and run the whole sequence of human tastes and emotions. Gen. Thomas H. Hubbard, the banker and railroad financier, has a hobby that, so to speak, takes him to the end of the earth. It is Arctic exploration, and many capes, peaks and tablelands in the frozen north bear his name. He is devoted to the study of Polar exploration and identified with nearly all the societies that are organized in its interest. No one can be in the offices of Bernard M. Baruch for many moments without realizing this successful market operator, probably the most successful in the street, is an enthusiast over motor boating. Photographs on the walls depict him as the central figure in his more or less famous craft, glorying in rushes of foam. The late Alexander J. Cassatt, president of the Pennsylvania railroad, on whose initiative the great station of that road in New York was built, was devoted to horses and horse racing. Indeed, it is said that for many years his Quaker associates for this reason refrained from electing him head of the conservative property. Nevertheless, Mr. Cassatt always maintained a famous stud on I his estate near Philadelphia. James J. Hill, of the Great Northern railroad, is an enthusiastic collector of gems and is said to have one of the finest collections of rubies and sapphires in the world. On the day of the Northern Pacific panic in 1901, the day when Keene was engaged by him and Mr. Morgan to prevent Mr. Harriman and the Kuhn-Loeb group from wresting the great railroad from their control, Mr. Hill, frantically sought by his financial associates at a time when the street was shaking in the throes of the greatest corner in stock it ever witnessed, was absent from his offices and from the financial district in fact. It was not until many days afterward that it was discovered that Mr. Hill and a friend of his had wandered up to Tiffany's that afternoon and were inspecting a choice collection of gems with calm appreciation while an earthquake was rocking Wall street. Mr. Hill's treasure in stones is said to be worth in the neighborhood of a million. The president of the Minneapolis and St. Louis railroad, Newman Brb, at a time when his physician advised him to seek some form of diversion from business affairs, devotfed himself to microscopy, and he often dilates on the pleasure he derived from that pursuit, which led him into the study of physics, to which he is ardently devoted. Unlike his fellow financiers in Wall street, Russell Sage cared not a rap for paintings, tapestries or books. He was, however, a most avaricious bird fancier, being keen in the pursuit of * a ? ? -i?? thfl I in&l popular Aiiicntau uuu, | eagle?of the golden variety, which Is dispensed at board meetings in the shape of fees. Mr. Sage was Interested in nearly every one of the Gould properties, the offices of which until a few days ago, were situated in the Western Union building, at 195 Broadway. On the top floor a luncheon was always provided for the directors of the Western Union. The aged financier once delayed too long at this luncheon and forgot that he was supposed to attend a meeting of the Wabash railroad a few floors below. Mr. Sage hurried down the elevator and entered the Wabash board room just as some of the directors were departing. The old man walked slowly into the room, led by his attendant, for he was then very feeble. He held out his trembling and knotted hand to the secretary. "Give me m-my f-fee," he said in a querulous voice. "But, Mr. Sage, the meeting is over," expostulated one of the brother directors. * "You are not entitled to a fee. You didn't show up in time." Nothing could budge the obsession of the financier's mind. "I want m-Tvirr f./aa " ho inalntcrl. still with extended hand. The secretary was directed by one of the officers to hand the tried and trusted old associate of Jay Gould, and, hence a privileged character, his twenty-dollar gold piece?a concession that would not have been made to any other man. A WONDROUS LAND The Yellowstone Region as James Bridger Saw It. As a teller of tales, Munchausen had a worthy rival in James Bridger, the celebrated hunter, trader and guide, whose name and career are part of the pioneer history of the west. Bridger was thoroughly familiar with the region now comprised In the Yellowstone park as far back as 1830. In his book, "The Yellowstone Park," the author, Hiram M. Crittenden, brigadier general United States army, retired, sets down some of the yarns Bridger told about that land of wonders. Many of the Yellowstone country tales ascribed to Bridger have survived to this day, probably because they have never been capped. The first story Gen. Crittenden tells relates to the celebrated Obsidian cliff, a mass or black volcanic glass wun which all the tourists are familiar. Its discovery by Bridger was the result of a hunting trip, and it happened in this way: "Coming one day in sight of a magnificent elk, he took careful aim at the unsuspecting animal and fired. To his amazement the elk not only was not wounded, but seemed not to have heard the noise of the rifle. Bridger drew considerably nearer and gave the elk the benefit of his most deliberate aim, but with the same result as before. A third and fourth effort met with tie similar fate. Utterly exasperated, he seized his rifle by the barrel, resolved to use it as a club, since it had failed as a firearm. Rushing madly toward the elk, he suddenly crushed into an immovable vertical wall which proved to be a mountain of perfectly transparent glass, on the farther side of which, still in peaceful security, the elk was quietly grazing. "Stranger still, the mountain was not only of pure glass, but was a perfect telescope lens, and, whereas the elk seemed but a few yards off, it was in reality twenty-five miles away." Another of Bridger's discoveries was an ice cold spring near the summit of a lofty mountain, the water from which flowed down over a long, smooth slope, where it acquired such velocity that it was boiling hot when it reached the bottom. This, a later Investigator of the Firehole river found, was a case in which a hot spring discharged into the river bed. Alum creek, a tributary of the Yellowstone, received its name from an accidental discovery by Bridger. One day he forded the creek and rode out several miles and back. He noticed that the return Journey was only a small fraction of the distance going and that his horse's feet had shrunk to mere points, which sank into the solid ground so that the animal could scarcely hobble along. Seeking the cause, he found it to be in the astringent qualities of the water, which was saturated with alum to such an extent that it had power to pucker distance itself. Bridger also found a fine place to fish: "Somewhere along the shore an immense boiling spring discharges its overflow directly into the lake. The specific gravity of the water is less than that of the lake, owing to the expansive action of heat, and it floats in a stratum of three or four feet thick upon the cold water underneath. When Bridger was in need of fish it was to this place that he went. Through the hot upper stratum he let fall his bait to the subjacent habitable zone and, having hooked his victim, cooked him on the way out!" The visitor to the region of petrifica tions in the northwest corner of the park and to various points in the hot springs districts will have no difficulty in discovering the base material out of which Bridger contrived the following picturesque yarn: "A mountain in the park was once crossed by a great medicine man of the Crow nation. Everything on the mountain at the time of this dire event became instantly petrified and has remained so ever since. All forms of life are standing about in stone where they were suddenly caught by the petrifying influences, even as the inhabitants of ancient Pompeii were surprised by the ashes of Vesuvius. Sagebrush, grass, prairie fowls, antelopes, elks and bears may there be seen as perfect as in actual life. Dashing torrents and the spray mist from them stand forth in arrested motion as if carved from rock by a sculptor's chisel. Even flowers are blooming in colors of crystal, and birds soar with wings spread in motionless flight, while the air floats with music and perfumes siliceous, and the sun and moon shine with petrified light!" It is denied, though, that Badger was responsible for the story that even the laws of gravitation were petrified in the region. A TWILIGHT VI8IT0R 1 i Interesting Facts About the Familiar ] Leather Wing. 1 Most birds and small animals seem to enjoy life. They find a whole lot ( of happiness sandwiched along with their little worries, and the dread of their natural enemies. Birds just bub- | ble over with gladness. Anyone who has ever heard a wren suddenly burst ( into song, cannot doubt the ecstacy of i his feelings. A squirrel can't sing, i * 4 u- V?lu konninrMia I r* f ha DUl lit? eApicoaco mo ?u.ppi uvi>u ?< v??w| graceful waves that quiver down the length of his beautiful tall. But there is one small animal that we all know in an indefinite sort of way, whose life seems to be one, great big sob! If he gets any special pleasure out of life, It must be in a negative kind of way, while he is asleep and does not know he is alive at all. Everything about a bat partakes of gloom. He lives in the darkest, , the dreariest, the most uncanny places he can find. Old fallen down ruins, damp chinks In church yard walls, musty hollows and underground ; caves, are the homes he selects. All day long, he sleeps away the hours in his dismal abode, and only ventures out after sunset, when the shadows of dusk are blotting out the landscape. Then it is that he comes out, and in his awkward, zigzag way, goes flopping about, hunting for gnats, moths, and other insects that fly by night. He frequents the edge of woods, open glades in the forest and garden walks, and is often seen skimming low over the darkening surface of ponds?like some being of ill omen. The weather has to be good to induce a bat to wake up and go abroad. You will never see them out in damp or rainy weather?as he is always glad for some excuse to stop in his hole and sleep. Provided, as he is, with rubber-like, water proof wings, and no feathers to get wet. it looks as if he could brave any kind of weather, but he seems to have a horror of dampness. He has but few enemies, the owl being about the worst. He being about the only one that is out and hunting at the hours the bat takes his outing. So, bats do not figure to any large extent, on the menus of many of the wood folk. This is not very strange, for when you come to think of it, eating a bat, would be very much like dining on a baby's shoe. They are incapable of long continued flights, and an hour's hunt usually tires them out, and they are glad to return to their retreat, where they hang themselves up by hooks on their heels, head down, and take up their dreamless sleep, right where they left off only a short time before. Hanging by the heels would seem to be a most delightful and comfortable position for taking one's rest. It must be almost as pleasant as the way the Chinese sleep, with the neck resting on a block of wood. When the mother bat has to go out in the evening, she Just takes the one, or two babies as the case may be and hangs them up on the wall, much as we would hang up our 98 cent umbrella or our Sunday hat, and goes on about her business, quite sure, when she returns, she will find them right where she hung them. After sleeping away most of the summer, except an hour or so each even ing, Dy me time coin weaiuer uumro, he is actually so crazy for sleep that he tells all his folk goodnight, and proceeds to choose some place where he will be safe from interruption rather than where he would be warm and comfortable. He generally retires to some cave which, of course, must be cold, damp and dark?there he laboriously fastens his heels to the roof, folds his wings over his head, as if to shut out the gloomy surroundings, and drops into a state of lifeless inactivity. Here, swinging and swinging in every cold draft that sucks in and out of his delightful retreat, he manages to pass the winter months, without even knowing that there has been any winter. When the days grow longer again and, when all nature has awakened from her long sleep and when the warm summer twilight calls out the army of gnats after days of yawning turning over, for Just one more little , nap, he finally shakes the slumber from his eye lids and once more, ventures abroad, where things are awake. Though not beautiful, as most peo- i pie count beauty, he is a very interesting, perfectly harmless, and inoffensive small person. If he lnadventurously enters your brightly lighted home some evening, he is only after the insects. It's true he gets excited and forgets the door or window through which he entered and circles round and | round, in his frantic efTorts to escape. It's true he causes consternation among the lady members of the household, who "have heard" that bats will tangle themselves up In one's hanr and bite awfully. There Is no record of a bat ever having bitten anything larger than a candlefly. "As blind as a bat," is a mistaken simile?as bats have eyes and see as well as the average nocturnal animal. They seem to have a strangely developed, extremely delicate sense of touch. Their ears are large and are evidently of more use than simply to catch the waves of sound; they are in some way related to the sense of touch, as strange as this may sound. This was proven by experiments made by an Italian naturalist in 1775. He blinded a number of bats with varnish and turned them loose in a room, across which was stretched wires in every direction. They (lew among these obstructions, turned corners and found holes for escape, and acted just as if eyesight was not at all necessary. Stopping their ears, caused them some embarrassment, but still that unknown sense enabled them to avoid obstacles just as if they could OCT, Bo kind to the next bat that pets in your home by mistake?just show him the door, and he will pet out at once. If you should ever happen upon a bat asleep in his retreat, step liphtly, lest you disturb his slumbers, remember, he needs all the sleep he can pet.?C. A. D.. in Greenville News. Nerve. All the world admires and respects courape?sand?nerve, the quality men call back-bone. Very few men are cowards, yet some have more of courape than others. For instance, if you were one of a proup of men and another man walked up and called you a liar, you would promptly knock him down, 1 wouldn't you? 1 If your house caupht Are and your mother or sister lay sick in bed. you would prope throuph fire and smoke to 1 save her, wouldn't you? ] If you were one of a company of i Infantry, and the command was given to charge a trench, you would spring forward with a yell In company with the others, wouldn't you? Of course. Nearly all men are capable of these things. But? There Is a higher test, passed by fewer men. Could you walk up to another man on the street, look him squarely In the eye and say: "Old man, I didn't treat you right about that, and I want to beg your pardon." Have you that much courage? If you have, there is yet a harder thing. This I think, requires more real back-bone and manhood than any other test that might be devised. Could you Join a group of men of your own age?men with whom you, had chummed?men who knew your life, with all its good and bad points ?and say to them: "Fellows, please don't laugh at me. This is hard for me to do. But I want to tell you that we haven't been living the right kind of lives, and I for one, am going to be a Christian." If you have that much courage, you can afford to brag a little about It. But then, If you have that much, you won't cave to brag.?Fountain Inn Tribune. HOW TO CHOOSE A WIFE Age, Health, Ancestry and Education Are Leading Factor*. Six hundred bachelors, some young and some pretty old, spent their luncheon hour the other day receiving "fatherly" advice from Prof. Winfleld S. Hall, of Northwestern University, medical school on "Choosing a Wife," says Tit-Bits. "I don't see any bald heads in the audience," said Dr. Hill, "so I take it for granted you all are good candidates for marriage. By that I mean you have sound health, are morally clean and can support a wife if you can win one. "Imagine the girls of your acquaintanceship lined up before you. Out of the possible six to twenty girls you are to choose a wife. Which one will you choose? "Four things must be considered? her health, her hereditary qualities, her education and her age. Exclude from the ranks the girl of poor health. It's a calamity for a man to marry such a girl. Some of you may say the girl might get well. Let her get better before you marry her. "Let her go into the woods for a year or so and develop the ability to walk 15 or 20 miles and return without fatigue and with Dame Nature's priceless rouge upon her cheeks. Then you may marry her, knowing she is of good health. "Don't marry a girl just because she has a pretty figure and large, lustrous eyes and is a beautiful dancer, if at 20 she has only the mind of a girl 12 years old.'' Among other suggestions he gave to the man considering choosing a wife were: Don't marry an heiress. Tou may become unhappy with her and her money. Don't marry into a family where there are traces of insanity or feeblemindedness. Look up the health record of her parents and grandparents. Avoid the daughter of a confirmed nlA/vk/vlU aivuiiuiiv* When he came to the part of lecture referring to the ages of marriages he turned to the blackboard, wrote down some figures and said: "According to the best scientific research the figures on the board show the relative ages at which men and women should marry." Here is the table as he wrote it: A man of 21 should marry a girl between 19 and 23 years. At 25?one between 21 and 27. At 30?one between 23 and 30. At 35?one between 23 and 30. At 40?one between 25 and 35. At 45?one between 25 and 35. At 50?one between 40 and 50. At 60?one between 45 and 60. At 70?one between 50 and 60. At 80?one between 60 and 70. "When a man gets to be 50 years old," he continued, "he should not expect to rear a family. I advise such a man to marry a widow with several children. "When a man of 60 or more marries, it is only for the purpose of having a nurse durinr his declining years. It is unfair for him to marry any one younger than himself. He should marry a childless widow or an old maid." Whiskers and Warriors.?Illustrated London papers publish pages every week of British officers who were killed. One such page contained the portraits of 20 fine looking men, of whom 19 wore a mustache. None had a full beard. A similar group of American army officers would show more than half devoid of any such facial adornment. The foreign styles are now very hot for the mustache. Alexander, Caesar, Napoleon, Frederick the Great, Washington and von Moltke were entirely beardless. But during our Civil war the fashion was for a face covered with whiskers. Grant, Sherman, Meade, Thomas, Lee, Jackson and Longstreet, only to mention a few, had full beards. It will also be seen by an inspection of wartime groups of generals with their staffs that very nearly every officer had a beard. Hancock and Sheridan wore mustaches with "imperials," while "Black Jack" Logan and Custer had only long mustaches. That word "imperial" recalls the FrancoPrussian war 45 years ago, since it took the name from Napoleon the Third's style of chin-beard.?Philadelphia Ledger. Mexican Pottery.?One of the principal manufactures of Mexico, ranked third in extent and importance a few years ago, is pottery. It is made in every section" of the republic; every city and community has its pottery settlement, its pottery workers, trained to the making of pottery and nothing else for generations, and more interesting still, each section has its distinctive product. The shapes and glazes and decorations belong to certain regions, and one who has a collection of Mexican pottery can locate every piece as certainly as the owner of Delft or Wedgwood or Severs. The difference in color is, of course, usual ly due to the difference in the clays, but the decorations and often shapes seem to be hereditary. Mexican pottery is all "soft." No fine porcelain is made by the native manufacturers, and much of it is unplazed and some of it only sun baked. European factories that make artificial butter with cocoanut oil as a base turn out about 16,000 pounds iveekly. GENERAL NEWS N0TE8 Items of Interest Gathered from All Around the World. Fire destroyed property to the value of $1,000,000 In Los Angeles, Cal., Wednesday. Ten representative Japanoee Journalists are on their way to the United States for the purpose of studying conditions in this country. Investigation in Philadelphia a year ago showed thousands of men out of work. A recent canvas shows a shortage of about 10,000 skilled laborers. "I am Adam of the Garden of Eden, the first man in the world," said a caller at the White House to President TETll mi Ua rxlAAA/l In vv IIMUII, iiiuiounjr. nc woo piavtu m an in sane asylum. Jilted by his bride-to-be at the altar. Michael Ziegler, at Ashley, Paproposed to Miss Mary Nobel, the bridesmaid and they were married at once. The Baldwin Locomotive Works of Philadelphia, has a rush order for 250 locomatives for the Russian government, and is turning them out at the rate of five a day. Percy E. Donner of Pittsburgh, Pahas been suspended from the New York State Exchange for one year, because his firm furnished stock quotations to bucket shops. * At a conference of the leaders of the National Progressive party held in New York. Thursday, it was decided that the party would put a. presidential ticket in the field next year. Twenty-five hundred more doctors and surgeons are needed by the British hospital service at the front. America will probably be called on to supply a part of them. Five men, charged with election frauds, have been sentenced by the Federal court at Corps Christl, Texas, to the Leavenworth, Kan., prison for terms of six months to a year and a half. The carcasses of 150 reindeer are due to arrive at Seattle, Wash., from Nome. Alaska, this week, to be put on sale in competition with beef and mutton. Other shipments are to follow. The Rockefeller Foundation in a report on its fight against the hookworm, says the work is being carried on in eleven countries, and that the disease Is found in a zone on both sides of the equator. 66 degrees wide,' and populated by 900,000,000 people. The army committee or the French chamber of dcputlos has decided to recommend that the pay of French soldiers be Increased from 1 cent to 5 cents a day. Such a change would mean an increased expenditure of 525 000,000 a year. During the meeting of the Medical Society in Philadelphia Friday, 183 surgical operations will be performed by 69 eminent surgeons in 30 hospitals. The work covers everything in surgery from minor operations to the most dangerous and intricate of major operations, including removal of stomach cancers. A dispatch from Geneva, Switzerland. says reliable information from Triedricthafen, Germany, is to the effect that German headquarters admits the loss of fifty derigible balloons during the first year of the war. The balloon loss totals 125.000,000, bombs from which have killed and wounded 500 persons. Eight sticks of dynamite, weighing 12 pounds, were found in a package in the foreign branch of the New York postoffice a few days ago. The explosive was mailed from Napa Junction, Cal., to Ceva, Italy. Its failure to explode in the mails is explained by its having wrappings. THE AMERICAN DOLLAR It is Capable of Doing Great Good on Proper Opportunity. If you have it, respect it; if you haven't, reverence it. Libeled and maligned, insulted and accursed, hated and dreaded, defied, scorned, and stamped with the opprobrium of the world, it remains still the measure of the man, still weights the scales that appraise humanity's worth. The dollar is a dollar last of all; and first of all it is that man, or that number of men, or that fraction of a man, whom its dollar's worth can purchase. Ana not ror tnis aay oniy. Within stray dollars, coined more than a hundred years ago, held yet ever active like the giant powers within a grain of radium, glows the daring of some sailor of Paul Jones* Bon Homme Richard, the craft of some trapper in the wilds beyond Fort Pitt, the enterprise of some cotton spinner of New England, the blood money of a slave in Mississippi, the pay of a soldier in the Civil war, the pension of the widow his death left helpless, the powder that sank Cervera's squadron, the corsage which fashion places next to the heart of the woman we adore. And It can go on and on, ever creating anew the strength that moves mountains, giving life to a people yet unborn. A man must die and rot. But the dollar he leaves behind him is not lost to him. Fools may say in their hearts: "We perish, and our riches with us." But no false word has been spoken which is so false as that. In the heritage a man leaves behind him is embodied the sum and substance of his usefulness to his world?the safeguard of his wife, the stepping stones for his children, the one concrete, permanent asset he contributes to his species, garnered and kept as his account in the saving fund of his energies. As he lives in his children, so he lives in his hoard, for it Is that most useful part of him which survives, able to play his role as a creator by virtue of the strength it contains. The dollar, for all the shame it bears, and for all the crimes imputed to it, is so guiltless that it needs no condonation. In itself, as the embodiment of humanity's constructive forces it is sheer good. Man may curse it in his uses; blood guilt stain it with sins, from assassination to war. Yet the dollar is never anything but the mobile concentration of humanity's dynamite force; and it can be of value only while it is hurling its emanations, radium-like, upon the one substance in the universe that is amenable to its effects?humanity. Except for a baby, a dollar is the most intimately human thing man has produced since Adam. If we would behold this mighty dollar playing a Homer's part in the Iliad of our times, we need only glance at the German Hector in his chariot of war against the shrewd Ulysses from beyond the sea, and recall the candid boast of Britain's treasurer: "English gold has decided other wars; and English gold will decide this one." For it is English gold that drives the ships and the guns which hold the moaem iroy Desiegea; caigusn guiu, which, with outstretched arms reaches Into the four quarters of the globe and draws to England's stores the fruits of the toil of nations; English gold? the concentrated essence of conquest, military and mercantile, from the year of the sinking of the Armada?which backs the living soldiers in the field with the accumulated forces of her buried generations, who went before. Or one may observe Belgium, ruined and waste, saved from utter annihilation of its people by that oncedespised American dollar, given eagerly in shiploads of aid by the nation that has almost been rebuked into being ashamed of it. What malign destiny is it that stands today between the American I dollar and the duty It owes us all? What strange, occult Influence strikes It into powerleasness at the moment when the world clings, hungry, at our knees, Imploring for our aid, whether in clothing, food or the deadly means of war? In the vast cities there are men who stand from nightfall until dawn waiting for loaves of the bread which is doled by charity's lean, uncertain hand. Prisoned in vaults of the banks lie the dollars that are blood brothers of the hungered hordes, born, of their bodies' sweat, strong with the strength of their thews and brawn. Besides, those dollars, in resistless cohorts of rescue, would hasten to the factories, the mills and the halted marts of trade. and sweep forward to every eager home*?in tenement, mansion, cottage or poor shack?of the wandering, waiting land. Fettered, buried, under jealous bolt and guard, they are captive armies, doomed to deadly idleness despite their splendid history and the need that bids them come. The men who own those serried, motionless phalanxes of trade may do with them what they will?may give the command to stay, and they shall stay; or order that they go, and they shall go. For these men, each in the measure of his minted minions, is a captain in the field.?Cornelias Phillips, in Women's Wear. The Rock of Gibraltar,?The rock of Gibraltar taking into consideration the far-reaching guns that are now being cast, will be even of greater importance because of its commanding position at the mouth of the Mediterranean, where that sea is little more than 20 miles wide?about as wide as from Calais to Dover. Gibraltar was captured by the British July 24, 1704, and from that day has not been out of British hands. At first little was thought of the importance of this stronghold. For the succeeding nine years the Spaniards made repeated attempts to re-capture it. On one occasion they nearly succeeded. A French and Spanish force having been collected on the isthmus that joins the rock to the malnlend, a goatherder offered to show them a path up the sloping sides of the rock, which he had reason to believe was unknown to the British. This offer was accepted. Five hundred troops ascended quietly one night and took shelter in a hollow called by the Spaniards "the little chair." At daybreak next morning they ascended higher, took the signal station, killing the guard and anxiously looked for expected reinforcements. The re-inforcements failed to arrive. The armed garrison sallied out and drove the invaders down the rock. "The little chair" was filled up and the place made stronger than ever. All subsequent atempts to capture the rock have failed. One of them was a siege by Spain and France, beginning in 1779 and not terminating until September, 1783.?Chicago Journal. The Wild Turkey*?Among the birds that are now disappearing from the United States and soon to be classed with the extinct passenger pigeon is the wild turkey, a bird that attracted high praise from Audubon and from Benjamin Franklin; from the first for its iridescent brilliancy of plumage and from the other because of the delicacy of Its flesh. No great number of years ago, before the forests had given way to open fields, wild turkeys were abundant in Indiana, so much so that various places in the state received names testifying to that fact, says the Indianapolis News. Among these are an island in the lower Wabash called Turkey Island, and a stream called Turkey run. The wild turkey is about 31 feet long and weighs 16 to 20 pounds. The plumage of the male?the female is of more somber colors?is copper bronze, with green and metallic reflections, the feathers marrfned with black. The tail feathers are chestnut, barred with block and tipped with a wide bar and a companion bar of white. How this bird, the largest of the gallinaceous family on this continent, came to be called "turkey*' is unknown. It is a native of the western hemisphere and was introduced into Europe by the Spaniards. It was first described by Oviedo in 1627, who speaks of it as having been taken from Mexico to the neighboring island of Cuba and there domesticated. It was carried to England early in the sixteenth century and has been domesticated nearly all over the civilized world, but the domestic bird has, It is said, degenerated from its prototype in size, beauty and dolicacy. FALSE It is an old saying man," and quite true is give quicker attention ai well dressed man than y careless of his clothes?e stranger. Wouldn't YO ed Stationery, Booklets, < liable merchant, a banker but YOU know that YC notice the difference in th that passes through youi ceive is written on a poo a cheap looking printed 1 possibly?put it down in on a par with his statione that way. Well, if this OTHER FELLOW thir tionery is of the cheap, s the same kind of opinio form of HIM. What kind of station kind that leaves a bad tas attention by its very ap please? The better kind more because it gets mor either kind. If YOU wa mand attention use the B COST. Use the kind th quirer Office. We insist As Good As Your Monej isfied with the cheap, she course we do not expect DO WANT YOUR ORI in Quality at a FAIR PF A rubber stamp wil others are satisfied with printing office?but the ] facturer who wants to cr< other Merchant, Banker with nothing but the BE! L. M. GRIS JOB PR] WOMAN AND THE HOME Fact, Fashion and Fancy Calculated to Interest York County Woman. u* Here are a number of receipts for ^ the preparation of wholesome dishes which will probably be of interest to York county housewives: Asparagus Cream Soup. One bunch asparagus, three cupfuls 4 milk, one cupful veal stock, three tableapoonfuls flour, three tablespoonfuls butter, salt and pepper. Cook the asparagus in boiling, salted water for thlrtv mlnnt*a TnUo frnm ttlM1 cut off tips and put Into soup tureen. Press.pulp from staJks through sieve. Scald milk, add stock. Mix flour with butter In a saucepan over the Are, adding gradually portion of scalded milk to make very smooth. * When thoroughly done, add remainder of milk and asparagus pulp. Season with salt and pepper. Stir till boiling, then strain into the tureen. Pan Broiled Porterhouse 8teak. ^ Wipe with a damp doth and trim off the ragged edges and excess of fat. Put into a smoking hot frying pan without any grease. Turn several times until surfaces are seared and browned. Finish cooking at a lower heat and turn occasionally. Salt sides of meat Just as the cooking is finished. Serve on hot toast Calory Salad. Wash and cut the desired amount of the inner part of the celery into slices; soak it in cold water for thirty minutes; drain and throw it on a towel, turning the towel from side to side until the celery is dry. Put it in a salad bowl and stand It in a cold place. At serving time baste with French dressing. This is greatly improved by adding a few drops of Worcestershire ^ sauce, soy or mushroom catsup. Rica Pudding. ^ Mix four cupfuls milk, one-third cupful rice, one-half cupful seeded raisins, one-third cupful sugar and one-half teaspoonfu! salt It is necessary to stir occasionally to prevent i rice and raisins from settling to bottom of dish. If raisins are not used some flavoring should be added. Oat Cakes. Take a piece of dough as large as your list; make an equally large ball of oatmeal from your breakfast porridge, into which you rub lard or driplng and salt to make the same consistency as bread dough; then work the I wo Dans logflmer unui morou(iu/ mixed, roll out thin, cut Into circles with a tin or wineglass and bake. Some Helpful Hints. To clean varnish and paint, rub with a cloth dipped in a weak solution of vinegar and warm water. Polish v. th a wash leather. To clean gilt picture frames, put a gill of vinegar into a pint of soft, cold ^ water. Remove all dust from the frames, dip a large camel's hair brush ? in the mixture, squeeze it partly dry, then brush the gilt, doing a small portion at a time. To clean marble, rub with a slice of * lemon dipped in salt. Leave for an hour, then wash off. All stains will be removed and a nice gloss secured. Before sweeping carpets, take an old round tin, pierce holes In the bottom and All with common salt Sprinkle this over the carpet. It prevents the dust from rising, brightens the colors and prevents motha When cleaning mirrors and windows sprinkle a few drops of metal polish upon a cloth and rub over the glasa Leave to dry, then polish with a clean cloth. To remove smoke marks from ceiling, mix a thick paste of starch and water and with a clean flannel spread it over the mark. Allow it to get thoroughly dry, then brush off with a soft brush and the marks will have disappeared. Hot water marks can be removed from Japanned trays by rubbing with sweet oil. When the marks have disappeared, rub with dry flour and a soft cloth. ^ ^ Why Jellies Jell. Jelly is generally made from fruit juice, with equal proportions of juice and sugar. When jellies fail to jell, the cause can generally be traced to a-- -l-?? Tir? ok ine use ui 1UU nyv n uii. nun w>v fruit, cut it in slices, and leave the skins on. Cook in water (if necessary) but not too much water. Drain off the juice. This juice must be cooked for fifteen or twenty minutes before adding: the sugar. After the sugar is added, boll ten to fifteen minutes, then your jelly should jell. If cooked more than that time it will generally become tough and ropy. ONOMY that "Clothes don't make the this saying?but YOU would nd more consideration to the rou would to the man who i3 * specially if the wearer were a U? Yes. Well, Good Printftc., do not make a good, re or other safe business man? )U?unconsciously possibly? e quality of the printed matter r hands. If a letter YOU rer quality of paper and carries leading YUU?unconsciously your mind that the writer is ry and YOU think of him just be true then what does the ik of YOU when YOUR sta>hoddy looking kind? Forms n of YOU that YOU would ery do YOU use? Is it the ite or the kind that commands it pearance?its Quality, if you costs a little more?it's worth e?but a red. stamp will carry nt YOUR stationery to comEST?it will pay YOU for its at YOU will get at The Enon all Our work being "Just f Will Buy." If YOU are sit)ddy kind of printing, then of to get your orders?But WE DER if YOU want the BEST :ICE 1 satisfy some people, while anything that comes out of a Merchant, Banker or Manu;ate a good impression on the or Manufacturer is satisfied \ ST?That's Our Kind. >T'S SONS, LIN 1 &Kd >