Evening Republican, Volume 14, Number 19, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 22 January 1910 — Page 2

ASLEEP. l ' H# knelt beside her pillow. In the deed watch of the night, f 4nd he heard her geatle breathing, but her face pas still and white, . And on her poor, wan jgbeek a tear told how the heart can weep. . And he said, "My love was weary—God bless her! She's asleep." He knelt beside her gravestone in the shuddering autumn night, And he heard the dry grass rustle, and his face was thin and white. And through his heart the tremor ran of .grief that cannot weep. And he said, "My love was weary—God bless herl She’s asleep." -'William Winter. i ;•* ■f

BY THE SKIN OF HIS (GRANDFATHER’S) TEETH

When old Ebenezer . Trout "kicked the bucket,” as some of his uncompllaentary neighbors termed the legitimate process of dying, he left an elephant on the hands of his youngest grandson in the shape of a mortgage of three thousand dollars to pay off and clear a four thousand dollar estate. The estate consisted of one fiveroom house on a suburban plot In a growing part of the city. But Peter Trout was young and hopeful, so he rolled up his sleeves and went at the task with a vim and energy that would have shamed a less energetic man. If such a man happened to be endowed with that rare quality denied to so many of us. Ten long years did Peter struggle and save for the lifting of that mortgage, and at last, when the creditor was about to foreclose, Peter slapped his pocketbook and said; “By George, I’ve got the money for •Id Patterson now, and I'll pay it to him to-morrow and clear that encumbrance, or my name ain't Peter Trout!” Peter said It with a vim, for It meant much to him. It meant the throwing off of the ten years’ yoke from his young shoulders, and the clearing of property now becoming quite valuable on account of the growing city in that direction. Peter had drawn the money from the bank that day, and took it home with him at night so as to have it ready when the creditor called in the morning, aa per arrangement. Naturally, the young man took extra precautions in fastening up the house on that particular night, and when he went to his room in the rear upper part overlooking the porch, he felt tolerably secure from robbers, and waa prepared to pass the night in quiet and restful dreams of what the morrow would bring forth. About midnight Peter awoke with a sense of Impending evil. What it was he could not define, but that indescribable dread that persons sometimes feel creep over them unawares, now took possession of Peter anti made hint look superstltiously at the shadowy wall of the room which the moonlight partially illumined. His gaze lighted on the old gun that was his grandfather's pet and companion in many a hard fought battle with redskins and bears on the Western frontier in early days. Peter remembered all that his grandfather had told him of his early history, the stories of adventure in which the old dfun played a conspicuous part. And he recalled in a dreamy way how his grandfather looked. There was the portrait over the mantel, with Its broad, white forehead, its gray, grizzly hair, and the wide mouth with firm, set chin and protruding upper lip. The lip was one of nature’s freak attempts at producing something odd. With the aid of two prominent front teeth to hold the lip out, nature had succeeded in making an entirely distinct and unprecedented effect. Though nature might have had good intentions, and an eye to beauty, her work did not altogether charrm the beholders Into ecstasies of delight, and some crude remarks often fell with a dull [hud onto the sensibilities of the owner of the face with the protruding lip and —tusks.

These unneighborly flings at him because of nature’s eccentricities, annoyed Ebenezer. and many a time he had wished the unsightly teeth were out Nature finally took compassion and took measures to remove her unappreciated work. In due course of time the tusks began to get loose and the gums fell away from them. Then Ebenezer took hope and tried every day to pull out the obnoxious teeth with his thumb and finger. He made the remark one day before his grandson, that "If he ever did get the pesky things out, he would ram them into the old gun and blow them to kingdom come.” Of course he never did anything of the kind, but the teeth were annoying, and as they got loosened more and more, the day came when be was able to remove them. But alas, Ebeneser was on hts dying bed when this state of affairs came about, and whatever became of the teeth Peter, the grandson, never knew. While thus ruminating and looking at his grandfather's picture, Peter fancied that he heard a slight noise at the window as of the sash being raised. He was sure he had fastened It down before he retired. At the -mum time he felt a cold draft on his face, which could only come from an open window.' To see the window he was obliged to turn his head a little, which he did with caution. A timid glance In the suspected quarter caused Peter's eyes to fairly bulge from their sockets. The window was open, and on tiie sill rested a pudgy hand, as of some person trying to climb up from the porch roof. The moonlight fell on the hand, and

Peter noted that It was soft looking for a man's hand, and unmarked by the scars of labor; - Whoever it was behind the hand, was evidently one who did no heavy work. Presumably a gentleman burglar. So thought Peter as he gazed spellbound at the sight. Presently a head and shoulders darkened the space and cast a shadow in the room. The man in the bed remained perfectly quiet and feigned sleep, for he. saw a pistol in the hand of the intruder. Tte latter sprang lightly into the room, and gazed about him with furtive glances. When the face was turned the right way Peter observed that the features were concealed by a mask. As the face turned toward the -bed Peter began -ftrsiromm though his life depended upon it. Of course the robber would think him asleep If he snored. Evidently the robber was satisfied with the conditions, for he merely advanced as far as the chair where Peter had carelessly thrown his clothes on taking them ofT to retire. Heavens! The robber was rifling his pockets that contained the roll of bills that was the result of ten years' savings. A cold sweat began to ooze from Peter's pores, and his snore became Jerky and spasmpdic. With one eyelid slightly raised he saw that

SPRANG LIGHTLY INTO THE ROOM.

pudgy hand Shoved into his trousers pocket and that precious wallet removed. Then the robber began to edge away toward the open window. Peter's thoughts ran like wildfire He knew the robber was armed, and would doubtless kill him if he was opposed. Yet to see his property going was like seeing ten years of life snuffed out in a moment. He thought how foolish he was not to have prepared for such a contingency, by buying a* pistol and leaving it under his pillow. Or, if he had loaded up his grandfather’s gun, which had not been loaded since the day of his death ten years before, he would have had some means of defense, and perhaps saved his hardearned dollars. In his extremity an inspiration came to Peter. He would put up a bluff on the robber, and scare him into sobmission. While his thoughts ran thus rapidly the intruder had climbed back over the window sill and was in the act of lowering himself down on to. the porch roof. Peter sprang from the bed, crossed the room and grasped the old musket that stood in the corner. Then Jumping to the window he pointed the muzzle at the retreating figure on the porch root and cried in a shaky voice but determined will: “Hold up your hands or I’ll blow your head oft!" The robber turned and calmly scrutinized the man with the gun, and with a chuckle behind his mask, replied: > “Young man* I’m not afraid of your gun, for it is not loaded.” How he found it out, was a surprise to Peter, but still the latter tried to keep up the bluff, and roared gruffly: “You better believe it’s loaded, and you’ll get it right in the head if you don’t hold up your hands in one second.” The robber laughed a low, defiant laugh, and actually thumbed his nose at Peter and the gun. This was too much; Peter’s temper began to rise, along with his curiosity to know how the robber got inside Information about tbe_gniL-jSald he, hoarsely: “You’re a dead man if you don’t stop and give back my money. This gun is loaded \ll right—e-e-h. What made you think It wasn't loaded T” 'Your lack of confidence, young m*n, betrayed in your shaky volcsl You know it is not loaded, and 1 know you know. Ha! ha!”

With this the robber began to slide down the slanting roof, and was halt way down when • Peter's feelings got the better of him, and forgetting torthe moment that the ancient gnA, wasn’t loaded, ho leveled it at the footnoting figure and pulled the trigger. There was a flash in the pan, followed by a deafening report, and the recoil of the old gun sent Peter reeling backwards with a feeling -that his shoulder was dislocated. Other Inmates of the house and neighboring houses were Instantly aroused, and soon came flocking to the scene of the midnight disturbance. They found on the porch roof a man bleeding from a wound in the abdomen. A doctor was summoned, and the robber examined and probed. It was a strange case, the doctor said- The robber had been shot with human teeth of a peculiar shape. Two were lodged in his abdomen. “Ah!” cried Peter. “Grandpa Ebenezer must have loaded up the old gun when hp had It in his room, intendin’ to blow the tusks to kingdom come. And he never did it because he died so soon.” Then turning to the robber he searched his clothes and recovering his wallet, couldn’t resist a little fling: “How do you feel now, Mr. Robber? Do you think the gun was loaded? Ha! ha! Them that laughs last indeed laughs best.” The culprit hung his head, and was marched off to Jail to be doctored and tried for his crime. Peter paid oft the mortgage and now is a wealthy man. Among his collections are two teeth, long tusks they afe, slightly powder-marked. But Peter says he values them more than their weight in diamonds. And he is going to have them mounted and wear them for cuff buttons.—Pennsylvania Grit.

RAGS FOOLED GATES.

Wall Street Man Gave Alma to a Family Worth f 15,000. The people of Okmulgee are still laughing over a Joke that John W. Gates, the millionaire, played on himself there while on a trip through the oil fields of Oklahoma. And the real humor of it all is that Mr. Gates is blissfully unconscious of the Joke. It was at the St. Louis & San Francisco station in Okmulgee, a Kansas City Times correspondent at Muskogee, Okla., says. Mr. Gates had arrived before the. other members of his party and his special train was on a siding ready to leave. He became Interested in a woman with seven small children waiting in the station. The woman was wan and lines of care marked her brow. The children were bright little chaps, roughly dressed, but clean. A question from Mr. Gates brought the lnformatioti that three of tjie children were being reared by the woman. The dead mother was her sister, and she had added the little flock of orphans to her own • and was bringing them up as best she could. Gates pulled out a roll of bills of immense proportions and, splitting It in half, handed it to the woman and asked her to spend it on the children. The woman protested and refused to accept the money. She Baid she had done nothing to earn it and that she would not touch the money she had not earned. But Gates would listen to no excuses. He said that any woman who had four children of her-own and was rearing three more had already earned more than he could give her and made her accept the roll of bills. About this time the rest of the Gates party arrived. They foathwith sent out and bought a basket of sandwiches and fruit and gave It to the children. As the special train pulled out Gates stood on the rear platform and the little, chaps waved their unoccupied hands at him, while they stuffed fruit with the others. He waved his handkerchief at them and went on his way. Later it developed that the woman and the children were waiting at* the depot for the husband and father a*d were Just starting on a trip to Nebraska. He had Just sold a lease on 300 acres of oil land at SSO an acre end uptown getting the money Krhen the charity scene was enacted at the railroad station. The family had'been poor until that day, but a new oil field had suddenly made them rich and they had not had time to draw their money and buy new clothes.

Office Femininity.

“Women may flaunt their independence as much as they like,” said the observant man, "but they seldom lose their femininity. If you take a look at those stenographers and typewriters who nestle about in every downtown office, you will find them between business hours at work on some, little, th'lng they would have done if they had been at home, a piece of embroidery, a dollie, hemstitching a handkerchief or embroidering a centerpiece or something The top drawer of their desk Is always full of feminine things, needles and thread and scissors. In fact, there are very few of them that I have seen who don’t make their part of the office, in.spite of their work, aa much like home as possible.”—New York Times. (

A Useless Rule.

He (teaching her bridge)—When la doubt it's a good rale to play trumps. Bhe —But that’s Jus* It; when Tin In doubt I don't know what the trump i B . —Philadelphia, Record. A girl’s Idea of Cnlture Is something which will enable her to dodge «h«k. washing. Gallantry is that attention men show to women who don’t belong to thena. .--.: 1 ■ l s

BUILDING UP THE BODY

Fallacies About Vigorous and Regular Exercise and Muscle Development. BETTER PHYSICAL CULTURE. Certain Parts of the Human Anatomy More Important Than Muscles of Arms and Legs. The old idea about exercise was that It was good for the muscles, especially the muscles of the biceps, etc., and perhaps dome of the muscles of the legs, says a (writer In the Philar delphla Ledger- They tested these muscles and their well-being chiefly by weight-lifting power and size. They tested the chest By size Some exercises develop slow, stiff, fibrous oversized muscles. This Is especially the case when a top heavy apparatus is used, involving excessive stress and strain in pushing or pulling. A characteristic of the wrong kind of muscle is that it stands out as a lump when it is not beingrused. It is this deformity which Impresses the public moBt! There are parts of the body that ate of far more importance 'than these muscles of the arms and legs, namely, the heart, the lungs, the digestive organs, the eliminating organs, and especially the skin. Then there are, besides, the senses, the nerves and the 'mind generally, Inciting the character. Ideal exercise afreets all these favorably. The popular idea is that ideal exercise increases the size of a muscle, even when that muscle should be at rest, and increases the hardness of a muscle. The misleading word “development” has, in fact, been responsible for a mass of wrong muscle, the vitality and energy of the body being frequently drained off from the higher centers Into the more mechanical centers, so to speak, for the sake of show. As an example of Ideal exercise one might take a game of lawn .tennis, under good conditions; for example, not too soon after a meal, with comfortable clothing, with a good opponent, in pleasant surroundings, and with the right movements of the body, rand so forth. As a contrast to this we might consider weight-lifting. This, practiced in the wrong way, may strain the heart and lungs and may develop a wonderful degree of conceit and selfishness. Extrelia Not a Dally Necessity. The usual view of exercise is that It is a daily necessity. As a matter of fact, it Is a sort of daily medicine. In England thousands of schoolboys and university men and others have lived and still live wrongly, and have imagined that it does not matter -so long as they have abundance of exercise.’ They regard the exercise as a remedy for wrong living; they regard regular daily training as a necessity. And most of the dogmas of the physiologists bear out the view ,that it is a necessity. But such dogmas are based almost entirely on examinations of people living under unhealthy conditions —people who are overeating, overdrinking, working wrongly, thinking wrongly, dressing wrongly, resting wrongly. What we need Is a physiology text book based on statistics from really healthy people. At one time I used to regard exercise as a necessity for health, and so It was, as long as I lived wrongly. Then, when I changed my diet and did not load myself with waste products from meat Juices and soups and flesh foods In general, I found that I could keep in excellent physical condition even if I had no exercise for quite a long time. The longest period of* inactivity after which I took/Vlolent exercise without any ill effects and without any feeling of stiffness was in 1901. At the beginning of that year I was sedentary, having practically no exercise at all for three months. During that time I lived on nonflesh diet. At the end of that time I played a hard game of tennis for two hours without feeling tired.

My own conclusion Is that, when a person has once become and lives carefully, adapting his diet, etc., to his conditions, he Is quite unlikely to need regular exercise. On the other hand, he should enjoy exercise and be JJt for It whenever the opportunity Is given him. r6 r the benefit of those who are unfit I would suggest a few antidotes for regular systematic exercise—l mean exercise that demands half an hour of strain work every day. The first of these substitutes would be a deep and full breath taken in through the nostrils at frequent Intervals during the day. The second would be stretching of the llmlp, the stretching beldg made and maintained tor a teyy geconds. The third would be muscular relaxing, whjch Is easiest while the breath Is being exhaled. The muscular relaxing of the hands, the tegs and feet, the eye, the mouth and so forth, Is of the greatest importance Tor the maintenance of true health. Theee three helps, together with rational diet and the use of cleansing foods, suoh as fruits and properly cooked VWBMables, should make tips long system of exercises or the dally walk or

the duly game a luxury rntherCbaai a necessity. K«eh Valve ta ReattnaThen. there is the regulation of the breathing. While you perform some movement —let us say of lateral extension of the stand —you should keep your breathing as deep and sulk and rhythmical as" possible. To let your breathing be held or become Jerky because you are doing a rather difficult movement is to lose much of the value of that' movement. But there is a third* still more Important matter in addition to the maintenance of the proper position of the body and the keeping of the correct breathing. It is the .relaxing of the muscles. ♦Hardly any teachers of physical culture insist that their pupils shall learn not to use the musCles which they would gain nothing by using. In ordinary economy it is of the very essence of the art not to use the money which one would gain nothing by using.

MULE LITTERS OF THE ARMY.

Masterly Way la Whkh Wounded Were Handled tn Philippines. The mule litter train, or “Jackass ambulance corps,” as the boys in the ranks affectionately term: it, is now a recognized institution in the United States army, says William N. Arminger, of the Sixth United States Infantry In San Francisco Chronicle. I first saw It tried at the battle of Mount Dajo, in the island of Mindanao, where our snyill force lost sixty-one men in killed and wounded. I want to say right here that too much credit cannot be given the boys of the hospital corps for the masterly way in 'which they handled our wounded under fire. With their stretchers they followed our rushes on the trenches, and as men fell under that hail of bullets the boys of the hospital corps would catch them up, lay them on the stretchers and carry them to the rear. In this humane work a number of them were shot, but there were others of * the corps ready to take up the burdenralmost as it fell. At that fight our field hospital was established about 800 yards from the base of the mountain 'under shelter of a small foothill. When a soldier fell two corps men would run. to him, and if not dead he would be placed on a stretcher and taken away "from the zona of the most deadly fire, behind a tree, some bowlder, or shoulder of the mountain. There they would apply “first aid to the wounded," after which they would carry him back to the field hospital, deliver him to the busy Burgeons and return to the battle field. At the field hospital the wounds of the injured men were cleansed, dressed and bandaged, after which the men were placed on the “litter mules" and sent back to town under escort. This is an excellent method of transporting the wounded In a rough and mountainous country, where the use of wheeled vehicles is Impossible. The litter rests on a saddle made for the purpose, and by a system of springs the Jar of the walking mule is reduced to a minimum; In climbing or descending the litter will adjust itself, and there is not the lightest- danger of the occupant’s falling out. It is eight miles from Mount Dajo to the town, over the roughest kind of trails, and some of the wounded expressed a desire to be carried rather than trust themselves to the mule litters; to carry them would have required relays of men that could not be spared, so they .were perforce obliged to take the litter, with which they afterward expressed themselves well satisfied. This method of transporting the wounded will now become a recognized institution in the army.

He Lacked Repose.

Mrs. William Ellis Corey, In the foyer of New York's Millionaires' theater, compared metropolitan with provincial manners. manners,” she said, “are distinguished by repose. Provincial manners are noisy. When I think of the naive provincial girl in the calm and cultivated society of Paris, London ,or New York, I am irresistibly reminded of a little Chicago boy. To polish the provincial girl is Just as hard as }t was to put a polish on Hte Chicago lad. It was Christmas tii}e, and a Urge and distinguished party was invited to the boy’s house for dinner. He was drilled in manners for the occasion. He was especially warned to be silent “ ‘Promise not to speak till you are asked a question,’ said his mother. And this the boy solemnly promised .to do. “At dinner he was full of curiosity and animation, turning big interested eyes on eyery face, and the fish course had arrived without a word or sound from him. By that time, however, his patience was exhausted, and he cried to his mother peevishly: “ ’Say, mamma, when are yon going to start to-questioning mej* ”

What He Had Always Supposed.

“Had a great surprise today,” “How was that?" “My son pointed out the famous foot-ball coach to me,’’ ... “W,h*t surprised you in him?” “Why, it was a man. I always thought it was an ambulance.”

When Women Run Us.

Friend—Bo your detective force'ls a failure? Chief Stems- —Tea; we can’t find anyone who la willing to ba a plainclothes woman.—Puck. * / ' :' r ~ ’i < —; ■ * ■ ~ If thers are any sacrifices men make In marrying, women never mention them.

CURRENCY OF CHINA.

Tea-Cash Piece DfapkacM Old Ceppea Cuk—New Chlaeae Delian. Business transactions between Chinese merchants and foreign firms are usually in taels, says -Daily Consular and Trade Reports. The tael varies in different places both as to weight and “touch” (or fineness), and the exchange between the tael and the dollar, or between the former and the copper coinage, is constantly fluctuating. The only coin in .use until recently was the copper cash (of which there are about 1,200 to the Mexican dollar, or 2,850 to the American dollar), but these are fast disappearing except in the more or leas, remote interior. A new coin or fen cash piece has been made at the provincial mints, and it is rapidly displacing the ola copper cash. The relative value between these and silvdS: dollars or taels is constantly fluctuating. At first they were supposed to represent one one-hundredth of a Mexican dollar, or about one two-hundred-and fortieth of a dollar, but the exchange is now (Oct. 1) from 130 to 136 for Mexican dollar, or from 307 to 319 for the gold dollar. * . For many years the Mexican dollar was current at and in the vicinity of the coast and river ports, but now Chinese dollars are coined at the provincial mints at Tientsin, Nanking, Wuchang, Hankow, Canton and elsewhere, but the mintage of one province is only accepted at a discount in another province. Subsidiary silver coins, 10 cent and' 20 teent pieces, are also made at (she provincial mints, but these are never worth their face value. They are discounted about 15 per cent when exchanged for dollars.

BITS FOR BOOKWORMS

Gen, Booth, of the Salvation Army Is writing his autobiography.- During the hours of darkness while he was undergoing surgical treatment for a defeet in_ljis -eyesight he spent his time dictatlng-his life story. Who is to get the Nobel Prize for literature this year? There is a rumor that It is to be bestowed upon M. Anatole France. If so, he will be the third frenchman “to receive It, the two others being Sully Prudhomme and Frederic Mistral. There are some American books which never lose thSir popularity, and “The Wide, Wide World” is one of them: Published more than fifty years ago, it still holds an army of young rekders. A biography of its author has Just been brought out by the novelist’s sister Anna, who is herself a clever writer. “A Queen-at Bay" is the title of the newest memoir. If is the story of Marla Christina, wife of Ferdinand VII. “of Spain. It describes the' fashion in which she defended the right to the throne of her baby daughter, Isabel, against Don Carlos. This lady, who has not always been enthusiastically admired, was the great-grand-mother of the present King of Spain. King Edward VII. has knighted Frederick Macmillan, the present head of the British publishing firm of Macmillan and Company and a director of the Macmillan Company in New York. Mr. Macmillan Is the son of the original founder, Daniel Macmillan. In 1843 there appeared a little volume “The Philosophy of Training,” by A R. Craig, bearing the imprint “Published by Daniel Macmillan, 57 Aldersgate street." That was the first that the reading public heard of a name which has since become so familiar in England and America. The Rev. Francis Higgins,, the hero of Norman .Duncan’s book "Higgins— A Man’s Christian," is called affectionately by the lumbermen of the Minnesota forests “the lumberjack’s Bky pilot." He travels through the forest, winter and summer, from camp to camp ministering to their bodies no less than to their souls and fighting the vice of the lumber towns where the lumberjack drifts Into spending his earnings in drink and dissipation. Mr. Higgins has been preaching in New York within the last fortnight and will make another visit, at the end as the month. The Tennyson centenary celebration has started a flood of reminiscences in the poet’s own country. His praise of Thackeray is recalled by one of the commentators: “I always had a happy evening in Thackeray’s company," Tennyson said. "Once he told me that the classics were not worth studying in comparison with the modern authors. I argued and he argued, we both got angry, and we parted still arguing. The next morning I was still angry with him, our argument had been so hot; and then very early in the day I got a note from Thackeray: ‘Dear Tennyson. I talked great nonsense.’ ”

Clever.

“She Insists that her paternal ancestors came over on the Mayflowor.” “But I thought they proved to her that there was no such name on the Mayflower register r* “They did. And now she says he "was "I ;«tow«way.’’—Cleveland Plain Dealer. —': r ; Kwone can avoid giving at least onethird of his time to bores, Y