Evening Republican, Volume 14, Number 130, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 1 June 1910 — Page 2

—Minneapolis Journal.

AN EVENING PRAYER. To-night I lay the burden by. As one who rests beside the road. And from his weary back unbinds The whelming load. I kneel by hidden pools of prayer— Still waters fraught with healing power; In God’s green pastures I abide This longed-for hour. I know that day must bid me face Courageously my task again. Serving with steady hand and heart. My fellow men. To hold my sorrow In the dark, To fight my fear, to hide my pain, And never for one hour to dream The toil is vain— This be to-morrow; now, to-night, Gj-eat, pitying Father, I would be Forgiven, uplifted, loved, renewed. Alone with thee. —Grace Duffleld Goodwin.

Under Difficulties

Haskins never did care for Selmore anyway. At first he had disliked the fellow mildly on general principles, but later he hated Selmore cordially, for a specific reason. Alice Clark was the reason. When Selmore first saw Alice Clark and fell a victim, Alice was in Haskin’s car. Though he did not realize it, Haskins had grown to consider her as belonging to his car quite as much as he did himself. He had glowed with a little proprietary pride when he detected the gleam of interest and admiration in Selmore's eyes, but he was not prepared for what followed. Selmore had stopped by the car and after being Introduced, had cheerfully asked for a lift to his destination and got it, occupying the entire time of transit in conversing with Alice quite as though Haskins were a hired chauffeur. A week later, when Haskins called on Alice and found Selmore there, he learned through the conversation that Selmore had accidentally met her in a candy shop and had promptly asked to call,. And he kept on calling.

Haskins tried to convince himself that had it been any one else on earth than Selmore he should not havte cared. It was simply, he told himself, because he disliked Selmore so. Alice certainly had a right to have as many callers as she chose, inasmuch as she was not engaged to himself. It was the first time the idea of being engaged to Alice had presented itself to him, and he thought about it a great deal after thal, mainly because Selmore persisted in interfering so with his established routine. 1 He was especially upset one evening when, having made an engagement over the telephone to take Alice automobiling, he called only to find that Selmore had Just arrived. Out of politeness he asked Selmore to come along and to his rage Selmore brazenly accepted. Haskins had quite counted on that ride as a pleasant one, for it was a springlike evening. There was to have been a spin over the boulevards, supper at some quiet place and then home in the moonlight —and who could tell what might happen? Now, here was Selmore, fastened on him for the whole evening. He tried to. make himself believe that Alice had looked a trifle disappointed when Selmore acceped, yet be bitterly felt it could not be so, for Selmore was looking especially handsome in his new spring suit. The rlge progressed in an electric silence on Haskins’ part and with fluent conversation on Selmore’s. They had the spin and the supper, which •was as ashes In Haskins' mouth. Then thgr started home. On a downtown street corner the machine wheezed and help him lack it off the ear tracks.

YESTERDAYS.

A PRESENT FOR TEACHER.

Then he, investigated irritably, for accidents were alien to his car. As he delved amid the machinery Selmore sat aloft amiably talking to Alice. When at last Haskins bad to crawl under the machine and lie flat on his hack while he pounded the mechanism he knew how anarchists feel. “Here, Haskins,” Selmore called down finally, "can’t you fix it? I should think you’d know your own car better.” “It’s getting terribly late,” said Alice. As Haskins plodded away to a telephone he seethed with hatred of Selmore. After wrestling with the phone and finding he could get no help Haskins phoned his home garage and then went back to the two in the car. "They’re are sending a tow after tfle,” he said. “You two can just catch the last suburban train If you hurry. It will relieve my mind if you’ll take it, so that I’ll know Miss Clark will get safely home.” “Splendid idea!” agreed Selmore, and leaped out. He reached up a helping hand to the girl In the back seat.

Maybe she had had too much of Selmore, maybe she felt sorry for Haskins; maybeAt any rate she never moved. She regarded Selmore coolly. “I am not going to desert the car and let Mr. Haskins wait here all alone till goodness knows w-hen!” she said distinctly. “You hurry along and catch the train, Mr. Selmore! I shall

“THANK THE FATES.”

wait and be towed in with Mr. Haskins” So Selmore had to go. As Haskins watched him vanish around the corner he was conscious that a great joy percolated throughout his system. He climbed ou£ of the driver’s seat and in beside Alice. “Thank the fates!” he breathed. “Now maybe while we’re waiting I can have a chance to say a few things to you that I’ve been wanting to say!” Chicago News.

PLANS SCHOOLS FOR SOUTH.

Prieat Pledgrca Himself to Raise flloo,ooo Yearly to Help Segroes. A movement has been started by the church in the United States for the wholesale conversion of negroes and the Rev. John E. Burke, pastor of the only Roman Catholic church for negroes in the city— the Church of St. Benedict the Moor, in West 53d street— is in charge of the work, the New York Evening Telegram says. It Is the plan of Father Burke, who has the active support of all the prelates in the country, to raise SIOO,OOO every year In order to establish new schools, mission chapels, substantial churches and a seminary. At present there are only four negro priests In missionary work among their own people and their field is confined t<y. the. southern states. The intention of the church authorities la to pssaßsftasfsr-m. lw interest la the extraordinary cam

paign and recently he sent a circular letter to the clergy and laity of the oountry calling attention to the needs of the negro mission movement and urging all to make a special effort to help it along. Father Burke, in speaking of the needs of the Catholic negro of the country, said: "We want to tear down the old mission chapels of the south which are dilapidated and build new ones. We want to build substantial churches where they are needed and establish parochial schools for the education of —e young. The colored people themselves have not the means to do these things. “We also want to get more young men of the race to study for the priesthood and seminaries will be necessary. Our idea is to make this not only a campaign of religion, but one of education as well, for we realize that both go hand in hand, and- to make colored people of the south good Catholics we will have to educate them.” Most of the funds to be raised by Father Burke will be used for missionary work in the southern states.

MORE TROUBLE AHEAD.

Advent of the Balalaika in England a Menace to Onr Peace. The balalaika impends, a new and most unpleasant rival to the mandolin, the concertina and the banjo. It comes from Russia and it has already taken London by storm. Before long, unless Congress comes quickly to the rescue with drastic legislation, the Baltimore Sun asserts, it will invade our fair republic, filling the air of freedom with Its discords and driving all honest music lovers to afcohol and ansesthetics. The balalaika, it should be explained, is a sort of triangular guitar with three strings. One of those strings is tuned to the A of the treble staff, while both of the others are tuned to E. The thing is operated by plucking the strings with the right hand, the notes being produced by sliding the thumb of the left hand up and down the two E strings. The A string is seldom touched by the left hand. Its deep note drones along through thick and thin with brutal and maddening persistency. It is said to be particularly effective when the melody that is being torn out of the E strings Is in the key of A flat. Fashionable London has taken the balalaika to its heart. Clubs devoted to its study have been formed in Mayfair; Prince TchagadaefT of St. Petersburg has come over to explain its mysteries; there are even balalaika orchestras, with prima, secunda, alt, bass and contrabass balalaikas. Prof. Clifford Essex, for many years the GraecoRoman and catch-as-catch-can banjo champion of England, has abandoned the banjo and now devotes his talents to the new'comer.

Life, indeed, glow's more terrible every day. The balalaika, there is good reason to believe, will arrive in our midst simultaneously with the tail of Halley’s comet. Let us prepare to face that double assault with the fortitude of martyrs.

Too Lavish.

Mrs. Dobbs was trying to find out the likes and dislikes of her new boarder, and all she learned increased her satisfaction. “Do you want pie for breakfast?" she asked. “No, thank you,” said the new boarder, with a smile. “Pie for breakfast seems a little too much.” “That’s just the way I look at It,” said Mrs. Dobbs, heartily. “I say pie for dinner is a necessity, and pie for supper gives a kind o’ finishing touch to the day; but pie for breakfast is what I call putting on airs.”

Under Difficulties.

Hark, hark! The lark at heaven’s tt ate sings . As she dodges an aeroplane. And the wireless messages ruffle her wings x While she pours forth her profuse strain. —Ldppincott’s. While a good many men bate to be caught, that la the only part of being chased by a woman that thay objeet to.

WHAT THE STEAM SHOVEL IS DOING FOR THE WORLD

HE American steam shovel —and all steam shovels are of American manufacture — marks an era in man’s conquest of nature. Cne of the most powerful of tools that steam and steel have made possible, it ranks among ihe greatest labor savers and wealth producers engineering genius has

devised These grunting Titans, although almost unknown beyond the shores of America, are adding hundreds of millions of dollars to the world’s wealth and doing the work of armies of men. Whether digging the big canal across the Isthmus of Panama, loading ore trains on the lake iron ranges, leading new railroads across the Rockies, tearing away the mineralized walls of Western canyons, making huge excavations in the rocky floor of Manhattan island, stripping coal veins in Pennsylvania, quarrying railroad ballast in the Mohawk valley, or delving for copper in Spain, where once toiled the slaves of the Caesars—the steam shovel tells a splendid story of the American industrial advahce. The biggest user of steam shovels in the United States is the Steel Corporation That is why the trust com niands the iron ore market. The millions of dollars a year that the trust saves by using steam shovels would pay the dividends on a good share of the half billiofi dollars of common stock Up in one of the great opencut iron mines in Minnesota ore is mined and carried away with amazing speed. The mines are worked from the surface by open cut, as a reservoir or canal would be dug. Over railroad tracks run through the pit the big ore trains are hauled alongside the giant shovels. One shovel, picking up six tons of ore at each assault on the ore bank, loads a fifty-ton steel car in three minutes Trainload after trainload of ore is hauled away to the ore docks at the head of the lakes, there to be put aboard the big lake ore ships at a speed of 300 tons a minute. The Panama canal job has recently thrown the American steam shovel in the limelight before the world When our government undertook the task that had baffled the world’s and promised that it would be completed within a few years, even the American

WATCH THE LITTLE THEFTS.

Head of Firm Say* All Petty Graft Isn’t In PittNburg;. “Petty stealing, cheap graft—lt'S not all in Pitsburg.” The head of the firm was angry. “Send for that collector,” he said. The collector came. “Seems to be too much work for you,” the managing partner said. "Probably you need help.” The collector believed another man would be a valuable addition to the force. “H’m thought so,” the manager said, and then, reading from a slip: “March 3 —Left store 8:30; went to home at 93476 East Steenth street, returned to store at 11:25; 2:15 went to Orpheum, etc.” He turned on the now amazed collector. “Hard work, wasn’t it?” he snapped. “Now, do you desire to work, help pay the expense of the detective who trailed you and make gbod, or will you quit now?” “I believe I’d like to work it out,” the trembling collector replied. “Well, get a move on you, then,” was the parting admonition of the manager. And the collector got it on. “Cheap graft,” the manager resumed. “Often w’onder how some men can stoop to such meanness. Not long ago I observed that a certain young man had long been ordering furnishings, neckties, and such things by letter and paying for them in stamps. That seemed queer. I don’t care for business that’s crooked, so I investigated that customer. Found he worked in a bank; son of a wealthy father—just cheap graft. He’d been stealing stamps for a year. “We allow our outside men to turn In daily accounts of money spent for car fare. Often one man collects it for several to save making many accounts. When I noticed one of these men charging us more car fare than I believed he spent I looked him up. Discovered he'd aded a figure 1 to the 80 or 90-cent account every day and so got SI.BO or $2 —cheap stealing for a dollar. Cost him his job. "Nothing so detestable and so annoying in business as this form of dis-. honesty. There’s stealing going on now in this store that I don’t know how to toHCh. The question in the minds of employes is, ‘Should I tell the firm, or is it any of my business?’ When we can get employes to understand that the firm’s interests are theirs we’ll have most of the graft controlled. “If you see a clerk stealing from your employer, isn’t it “your duty •to tell him? Wouldn’t you report it if you saw a man putting his hand Into another man's pocket on the street? Don't you owe that much to,the man who pays your wages or salary?”— Kansas City Star.

Holding the Glass to Nature.

“Weil, what do you think of my aon-ln-law’s new portrait?*’ "ITS a speaking likeness. He looks exactly as if he was going to borrow |lO of you."—Fligende Blaetter.

ESCAPE FROM SUBMERGED SUBMARINE.

DIAGRAM EXPLAINING A DANGEROUS TEST, HILE there are many to question the value of the submarine as an engine of war and many to hold the opposite view, there are very few with sufficient hardihood to deny that the typo mmmm * s d an 6 er t>us for those who man them, whatever they may be to an enemy. The very nature of their mission makes them jsggjiQ heir to more different kinds of danger than any other craft ; that floats or sinks. Those who believe in them have as-

?f; e< L th£ V hey are - immune from many of the ordinary perils of the sea, that they have no boilers to burst, no masts to carry, no rigging to be strained, no sails to split, and no concern about stormy weather, as they can plunge beneath the surface when seas run high. Ensign Kenneth Whiting, at present in command of the submarine Porpense, now stationed at Manila, a few weeks ago took his vessel out Into e bay, and, with a small boat in attendance, undertook an experiment that has made him famous. The young ensign had conceived the idea that a man could make his way out from a submarine by way of the torpedo tube. A torpedo is the only weapon that a submarine carries, and as the boat must discharge the niissi e while submerged it follows that there must necessarily be some appliance for ejecting the missile and closing the orifice immediately after discnarge. The little that is known of Ensign Whiting’s exploit Is contained In the official report which the commander of the submarine flotilla recently forwarded to the Navy Department at Washington, and which the department 1 romulgated in circular form, to be read on the quarterdeck of every vessel In commission. It says: Ensign Whiting entered the torpedo tube of the Porpoise through the alter door of the tube, the cap - of the forward door being closed. He then grasped the strong back of the crossbar of the cap and ordered the a er door closed. As soon as the after door was closed the gunner’s mate stationed at the cap engine opened the cap. The cap in opening forward and up hauled Ensign Whiting clear of the tube, so as to enable him to use his qrms to come to the surface and to prevent his being shoved back into tin tube by inrushing water.- The whole operation consumed about seventyfive seconds.” • ** , This same Porpoise came perilously near drowning her entire crew a few years ago. The vessel was maneuvering around Newport when she suddenly showed a disposition to seek the bottom. She quickly found It. and came to rest on the, seabed. Overhead was a hundred feet of water. Too m .’!!\, Water had been ta * ten ln as ba!last and something had gone wrong with the automatic valve which should have controlled the inrtish. Luckily a hand pump was found, and, working for their lives In the fast vitiating air, the crew managed to force out enough water from the ballast tanks to bring the submarine to the surface.

How Do You Take Your Defeat?

The way a man takes his defeat is a pretty good test of his caliber. The strong man uses his failures for stepping stones instead of stumbling blocks. I know a very successful young man tvfio has made it a rule of his life to use every misfortune that comes to him as a point of departure for

Road Building and Mining Marvels, Impossible a Few Years Ago,Jiave Become Familiar Facts in Engineering*

people were skeptical. But the engineers who planned the work knew the possibilities of steam shovel excavation—then untried on big canal work. They had seen giant shovels in iron mines and stone quarries, and they knew that steam shovels anddynaniltecotlldmako mountains disappear. The government put in the biggest order for steam shovels ever given in the country. These shovels were sent in ships to the isthmus as fast as they could be made. Now there are more than a hundred shovels cutting the canal from ocean to ocean, and making world records in heavy excavation work. Just as American steam shovels have revolutionized iron mining and copper mining, so have they revolutionized canal digging. When the Erie canal was built, in the ’2os, the pick and shovel, the wheelbarrow and the wagon, were the only tools in excavation work. The Suez canal cut was 80,000,000 cubic yards. It took ten years to do the work, even though most of it was sand. The Paqpma canal calls for 140,000,000 cubic yards of rock and earth excavation and dredging. Last year 35,000,000 yards were completed, or nearly half as much work as was done on the whole Suez canal. On the central division, which includes the Culebra rock cut, Ihe steam shovels did 50,000 yards a day, 1,500,000 yards a month This steam-shovel performance on the Panama canal makes the Suez canal construction look like digging a sewer trench The first steam shovels were in railroad construction, and they now are part of the working equipment of every important railroad in the .country. Every big contractor has his battery at shovels; some contractors have scores of them at work from ocean to ocean In the rebuilding of American railroads, especially through the mountains of the West, where enormous quantities of rock had to be handled in reducing grades and curves, the steam shovel was of Invaluable service. Harriman, in rebuilding the Union and Southern Pacifies, tore away mountains and filled up canyons with steam shovels. On the new 'lines that have been built to the coast—the St. Paul, the Western Pacific, and Clark’s road—the steam shovel has made new records in railroad construction. Many qiiUions of dollars have been saved, and improvement work, of hitherto 'prohibitive cost, has been made possible.

something better. He has bad lossei and misfortunes which would havi crushed most men, but they only stif fen his resolution, nerve him up foi a new start. They only make hla more determined to conquer the nexi time.—Success Magazine. Yours is the only hobby that la not foolish.