Evening Republican, Volume 14, Number 159, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 6 July 1910 — Page 2

THE DAILY REPUBLICAN Every Day Except Sunday. RENS.SKL.AER, . IXDT A •' v

NEW FRENCH AUTHOR.

Chmrlaa Gcatamx Said to B« One of Greatest Modern Writers. Charles Geni&ux? Probably the very name of the author of ‘‘L’Homme de Peine” Is unfamiliar to the gTeat majority of Englishmen, even to the literary. Who and what is Charles Geniaux was' eloquently related by Jd. Charles Bouvier at a lecture given at Stafford House by permission of the Duke of Sutherland, the London Morning Post says. Charles Geniaux, described by the lecturer as one of the greatest and most powerful of modern French writers, a Zola without his crndeness and lurid detail, had, he remarked, direct kinship with Flaubert and with Maupassant; yet he copied no one, was always original, always himself, scorning to present his thoughts in the clothes of others. From the first Geniaux had a horror of advertisement, and even in the early days when he had to struggle for existence, gaining a bare livelihood by inventing short stories, he persistently refused to write down to the level desired by commercially minded editors and publishers, who as often as not refused his work for the reason that it was too literary. Nothing would, induce this true poet and artist to put on paper matter simply designed to epater le bourgeoius. He was content to wait calmly, confident In the knowledge that sooner or later his work was bound to conquer the public, as it did triumphantly when in. 1907 he wen the Prlx de Rome des Auteurs, in recognition of his masterpiece, ‘'L’Homme de Peine,” on which he had worked, amid all sorts of discouragement, for seven long years. That was the turning point. So great was the demand today for the work of Charles Geniaux that he could not produce his books quickly enough to satisfy publishers or public. A man of rare modesty and no mere business man, he worked on unceasingly, creating art for art's ■ake. The splendid “L’Homme de Peine” was followed by other fine works of great force and spontaneity, among the best of them being “Les Forces de la Vie” and “La Cite de Mort.” His philosophy, said the lecturer, was In the main optimistic, though tinged with a melancholy that was probably the echo of his early days of privation and sickness. But whether Bad or buoyant, the writings of Geniaux were ever dominated by his intense love of art, which was his god. In the course of his lecture Mr. Bouvier read a delightfully fresh and vivid autobiographical sketch prepared specially for ihe occasion by M. Geniaux himself.

DAY OF THE PONY EXPRESS.

Great Pride in the «Fut Hall Service” of Fifty Years A(o. Great pride was felt half a century ago In the fact that hy means of a pony express service San Francisco was brought within ten days of the eastern cities. In the Star of April 21, 1860, Is the following confiment upon this achievement, the Washington Star says: “The overland pony express between the western frontier of Missouri and San Francisco, so lately established, Is already an entirely successful enterprise. We have before us letters that left San Francisco on the 4th instant, In the shape of telegraphic dispatches, and were mailed at Carson City on the same day and reached the Washington office on the 18th at 10 a. m., having been placed in the ordinary mall of the country at St. Joseph. Mo., on the 10th instant, or In ten days the general news from California coming by that trip of the pony express was published simultaneously, through the medium of the telegraph, In all the considerable cities of * the Atlantic side. Thus the pony express has brought San Francisco for most within ten days of New York, New Orleans, Washington, Boston, etc. The establishment of the pony express, though apparently a hazardous enterprise, Involving as it did an original outlay of money to transact an entirely new business, was but the natural result of the rapidly Increasing necessities of the commerce between the two slopes. “We have also before us the' first specimen of the silver of Carson valley sent east of the Mississippi, which was received in the shape of a finger ring, by the trip of the pony express referred to above. The silver mines of Carson valley form the last discoveries of American mineral wealth of actually demonstrated Immense value, and are already drawing to the locality a population so large and so full of energy and enterprise as to make a matter of absolute necessity that Congress shall at the present session provide them with some government necessary to their wants and calculated to render their magnificent valley speedily as useful as possible to the rest of the United States.

A PHANTOM COACH.

It la m HeMenger of Death to aa EoHi«h Family. Up the drive of a certain manor boose situated in one of the southwest counties of England a phantom coach with spectral horses and driver is always heard or seen prior to the death of the head of the family or of some Important member of It. On one occasion of quite recent years a number of gentlemen and two ladies who formed a portion of the house party at Christmas were star-

tied on their return at dusk to hear the sounds of several horses’ hoofs coming up the drive. Upon turning, all the party saw an old sash loped coach with four white horses advancing toward them. They drew aside, and as the coach passed them the two ladles screamed and fell almost fainting in the arms of their companions. One was the daughter of the house. All retired to rest about 11 o’clock, some, no doubt, to think over tha mysterious appearance of the coach and others to sleep. Early in the morning a telegram, which had been dis patched too late the previous night for delivery, came to hand, conveying the intelligence that the only son of the house had been drowned while wild fowling in the fens. It was nearly forty years before that the coach had last been seen, although seventeen years previously It had beren heard to drive up to the front door and away again down the avenue in the middle of the night. On this occasion the head of the family had died in his sleep the next night.

DIAMONDS FROM ARKANSAS.

They Benin to Talk Larne Down There About a Bla Minins Plant. Real American diamonds, the first to be shown in Maiden Lane, hav< made their appearance here in the last week, the New York Sun says. They were not offered for sale, but were exhibited to the large manufacturers and Importers in an effort to convince them that Arkansas is the coming rival of South Africa. Charles S. Stlfft, a Jeweler of Little Rock, brought the speciments here, some in the rough and others cut and polished. Malden lane experts readily admitted that the Arkansas diamonds are equal in quality to the best from South Africa or any other part of the world. The only differences of opinion were as to whether or not the volcanic pipe found in Arkansas really contains diamonds in sufficient abundance ~to make t£e mines important Mr. Stlfft told the dealers that several hundred stones have already been found, 'many of them in their native matrix, and that the blue ground Jta similar to that from which the South African stones are taken. He said that the development of the Arkansas field has been proceeding cautiously up to this time, but that results have been so favorable thus far that a complete mining plant similar to . those used by the De Beers company is about to be Installed. One of the Arkansas stones, shaped like a canoe and weighing two and one-half carats, was especially admired, and an importer offered $125 a carat fer it, an unusually high price for a diamond in the rough. Mr. Stlfft says that clear white, blue-white and canary yellow stones have all been found in the new diamond field.

A Defeated Conscience.

The secretary of the Kansas State Historical Society tells a story about an early day Kansas Justice of the peace who will be nameless here:

"This J. P.,” Bald the secretary, “would marry a couple one day as justice of the peace and divorce them the next as notary public.” One time, as the story ran, a man surrendered himself to this J. P. “An’ phwat’s the matter?" asked the judge. "I killed a man out here on the prairie in a fight,” w’as the reply. “I want to give myself up.” "You did kill him, sor?" asked the J. P.

"Yes, sir,” was the reply. "Who saw you?” asked the J. P “Nobody.” "An’ nobody saw you kill *lm?” "No, sir. Just we two were there.” “An’ you’re shure nobody saw you?” reiterated the J. P.

“Of course I’m sure,” was the reply. "Thin you’re discharged,” said the J. P., bringing his fist down on the table. "You’re discharged. You can’t ’criminate yourself. Fifty dollars, please!"—Kansas City Journal.

They Were Attentive.

A clergyman preaching in a country church for the first time was delighted to find the congregation very attentive and told the verger so after the service.

The verger replied: "Lor’ bless you sir, we was all looking for you to disappear! ” “Why, what do yon mean?" said the clergyman.

"Well, sir, you see, the pulpit is rotten, and hasn’t been preached in this ten year or more.’’—-Pearson’s Weekly.

Matrimonial Signs.

“That couple over there can’t be married*" said she. "They’re too friendly. I’ve been watching them and they’ve been talking all the time.” “Gh, I don’t know,” said he. "I know a married couple that talks all the time, and they're not very friendly."—New York Press.

The Difference.

Wigg—There seems to be quite a difference- between a'job and a situation.

Wagg—Oh, yes; for instance, when a fellow loses his job he often finds himself in an embarrassing situation. —Philadelphia Record.

A Crafty Approach.

"That fellow played a mean trick on me.” "Howr “Came to me ostensibly for advice and wound up by striking me for $2.” —New York Journal. Every woman knows that if a photograph flatters her it is a better likeness than the reflection she sees in a mirror. You never hear a minister singing "No wedding bells for mew"

For The Children

When Rlgrsrle Telia a Story. You have to do what he thinks right; You can’t sit still to hear his tale; You have to join him In the flight, Or else the fun is sure to fail, When Reggie tells a story. “There comes the bear,” he cries in glee, "Nurse, you're the bear; sit up and howL Here, Amy, you must stand by me, And hug me tight at every growL When I say ‘bang,’ the gun goes off, I’ve killed you, nurse, but move your head And give a little, tiny cough To let us know when you are dead. Then, Amy, I must kiss your hand, And here’s a ring for you to carry, And over there’s the Prince's land, Where you and I shall go to marry.” And then nurse runs; the Prince runs after, And brandishes his dreadful gun— While Amy Jumps and screams with laughter, "I fink we has the mostest. fun — When Weggy tells a stowy.” •—Chicago News.

Wbsi the Fox Thought. Nat had a very exciting story to tell to Ned— all about how he had been down in the lower field and had seen a fox, and how the fox had cantered off and disappeared in the ground. "I found the hole,” said Nat, eagerly, an’ we’ll get the hired man to go with us to-night and dig out the little ones! It’s just time now for the little foxes to be in the nests, Mr. Cummins says.” The boys’ father had told them of a little tame fox he used to have when he was a boy, and ever since Nat and Ned hadt been wild to get a baby fox up.” Jackson, the hired man, agreed to go with them that evening when his work was done, and 7 o’clock found them at the hole in the field. None of them saw a pair of sharp eyes watching from the bushes. It was hard work digging in the stony soli, and, dear me! when they got to the end of the little tunnel in the ground there was a great disappointment in store for Nat and Ned —there were no foxes there! The owner of the sharp eyes stole softly away, and if she had any thoughts upon the subject, and I’m quite sure she did, this is what they were: "What stupid folks to go to all that trouble without finding out beforehand something about the habits of foxes! Then they would have known that we always take our babies and scamper off to hole number two as soon as we find that somebody has discovered hole number one. That is our protection."—Youth's Companion.

"OH, BRUNO, FATHER IS GOING TO SELL

Snake Mother*. A friend has written to the editor an interesting account of an observation of snake ways. “In your issue of Jan. 30,” begins the friend, in your short article on snakes, you say: ‘There is no authentic account of a snake mother having swallowed her young at the approach of danger.’ In the New York Museum of Natural History, some time In the early ’9os, a zoological lecturer stated that the theory that snakes swallow their young in time of danger had exploded long ago,’ and that ‘no one \ad ever seen It done.' In an article In a Chicago newspaper August 18, 1901, the Rev. Gregory Bates, referring to this same popular belief, says: "This hts never been seen, and nature has no provision for so interesting a function.’ “Now, it is not at all 'strange that scholars, scientists, teacherb —who have acquired their information mainly from books —their knowledge of the animal kingdom from the study of animals In captivity, should fail to learn some things that have come to the knowledge of the siinple ignoramus. who has accidentally blundered upon some curious manifestation of nature in its wild state. “When I was a boy, some fifty or rajye years ago, I lived with my parents on an old farm in northern New Hampshire. I was somewhere in my ’teens at the time of the incident I am about to relate. “One day I was sent hy ray mother upon an errand that took me past a big granite bowlder a few rods back of the buildings, situated right in the edge of a wet run or swale. As I eiuno abroasic of this bowlder I sur-

prised an old snake—of the variety known in New England as the striped or garter snake—with a, brood of a dozen young ones, each about five Or six Inches Jong, and about the size of a slate pencil. They were scattered about in various directions within a radius of three or four feet from the mother Bnake. “I know not how she signaled to the little ones that danger was nigh. But she lifted her head about two inches, just enough to clear the short grass, opened wide her mouth and lay perfectly still. Then the little ones, as by a common impulse, all turned toward that open mouth, and, each shaping its course so as to come In direct line with the old snake, about its own length In front of her, they one after another darted into that open mouth and down the old snake’s throat. She then closed her mouth and crawled away Into the Swale grass. And I stood spell-bound and allowed her to go, making no effort to kill or molest her. The act was accomplished In less than ten seconds. “It will be observed that the old snake did not run around after the little ones —nor was there any act of swallowing on her part. She simply opened her mouth and the little ones did the rest —running Into the open meuth exactly the same as If it had heen a hole in the ground. “One fact is worth a thousand theo-. rlis.” —Chicago News.

LIFE OF A LUMBER JACK.

“Mesa of Preacher*” That Sap» ireaaed Men at Chrlatnaaa Time. The Woman’s Christian Temperanca Union has sent out tons of magazines and tracts that have at last broken the monotony of the lumberman’s dreary existence, although the value is doubtful of temperance tracts and floral mottoes saying, "Look not upon the wine cup when It is red.” As on« old fellow remarked to me, “We never have no red^cups j here, anyfcpw," There seems' to m? a Jrea? gulf Bprung up betwfen the life of the lumber Jack and the outside world, and mighty little has been done to bridge that gulf, a writer in Harper’s Weekly says. “Faith without works," is as dead in the American woods as it is in our American cities. The woods and the streams and the singing of birds and the icq and snow and the awful silence may all teach the Divine Spirt, but the only gospel preached and worked out in the Use. of the lumber jack Is the gospel of greed. It is hard enough to be robbed of his hard-earned dollars in the' company’s stores, where he must pay two er three times the regular price for his tobacco and "foot riggin’ ” and clothes. But every mortal that ne sees from the outside world is clothing peddlers, cheap jewelry agents and insurance agents authorized on the payment of a certain commission to the lumber company to go in and “rob” the men of their scanty earnings. Do you wonder that the men one night, after a settlement worker had gone out twenty miles to a camp to give the men a Christmas entertainment with a talking machine and choir boys from a large Boston church, and with pipes and tobacco and handkerchiefs for gifts, were dumfounded to have the visitors refuse an offtring of more than $25. The boss stood there with the collection in his cap and exclaimed: “This is the first mess of preachers I ever saw that wouldn’t take a hat after it ’d been passed around.”

HOUSES IN A CIRCLE.

A Buenos Ayres Architect’s New Idea In Bnlldine. Buenos Ayres has an architect In Prof. Pierre Roveda who has devised a special plan for building whole districts of houses for the workingman. Instead of erecting the houses on the ordinary square block Prof. Roveda has used a circle which has a diameter of from 100 to 130 yards. This circle of ground is divided into thirty-nine radial lots converging to a center. The circle is concentrically divided to form an interior avenue four yards broad to allow communication with the center of the circle. Each avenue leads to external sidewalks and to longitudinal and transverse streets. In the center of the circle is a plot of 40 yards in diameter where children may be left to themselves without their parents’ care, in charge of a specially designated person. In this garden a playroom, a school, a hospital, a fire station and, an administration room are to be found. Naturally this circular plot of ground leaves free four corners. In each of these four corners the professor proposes to build four chalets, such as grocery shops, dairies, haberdasheries and the like, which are intended to be carried on In a co-oper-ative way. In each of the ninety-nine radial plots a workingman’s house Is to be erected on the English plan. Prof. Roveda argues for his circular arrangement that it will give continuous sunshine at all hours of the day and plenty of light and air.—Chieago Tribune.

Knew How to Keep Dry.

Gent (to cabby)—How do you manage to keep yourself dry in this wot weather? Don’t you wear a waterproof? Cabby—Na, na, sir; I just tali' a sault herrin’ in the mornin’ afore I come ooty.and it keeps me dry a’ day.

How to Judge Cigars.

Experts appraise cigars on five counts; first, bum; second, aroma; third, taste or flavor; fourth, color; and, flftli, workmanship. If the cigar does not burn freely, all other merits combinoiH will not save it from condemnntkm. —Cigar and Tobacco World.

A CURE FOR MELANCHOLY.

Betty Knew the Right Way to Go to Worlc on the Cane. As the door opened, Judith spoke from the depths of-the sofa pillows: . “You might just as well go away, Betty Brandon. I’m blue as Indigo and I want to be blue, and I intend to be blue as long as I want to. So you’re Just wasting your time.” Betty’s small chin lifted. "You'know I never take a dare," she- retorted. “I know,” Judith returned, her fingers laced across her eyes, ‘•your whole sermon. I can preach it just as well as you can. I’ve got health and home and friends, and some talents, and a comfortable amount of money, therefore It’s wicked for me to be blue, no matter how much I want to. That’s a luxury permitted only to the poor and the sick and the lonely. Well, but suppose that happens to be the particular luxury I want?” "I don’t see that that makes any difference. The poor may want money and the sick health. Why should you be allowed all the luxuries? Besides, you promised to go to see Jennie Green this afternoon. She’s been counting the hours for a week.” Judith’s head came up from the pillows. “Jennie Green! O Betty, I’d forgotten her entirely. I can’t go—not this way. I’ll order her some roseh —the loveliest she ever saw.” “But Jennie happens to like you better than roses.” “I can’t," Judith repeated. “One can’t get over blues In a momenteven you couldn’t, Betty Brandon!” "You can In an hour —you shall! Where are your wraps—hurry!” Before Judith could catch her breath she was at the center of a small whirlwind. Her hat, coat, furs, glovers were on, and she found herself literally breathless, being raced down the avenue by the small and rosy and determined person beside her. "Why aren’t we taking—cars—or a —cab?” she gasped. “Because biiife <§m‘t be cabbed oft, but you can run away from them, 11 you run fast enough,” Betty responded. "Oh, come here a moment —there’s something I’ve been longing to show yon ever since I discovered It.” "Herer* was a picture-store where in one corner of the window an adorable little Puck laughed slyly. Judith’s keen sense of humor was her betrayer—she could not help a chuckle. Betty nodded with satisfaction. “You’ll never be able to think of him without a smile if you plunge into a vat of indigo,” she declared. “Now for roses, Judith, the roses you are going to take to Jennie.” Meekly Judith followed. Betty, watching her choose the flowers, smiled happily to herself. “Good-by. I’ll leave the rest of the cure to Jennie,” she said. And she was gone. Judith and the roses went on —in a car now. Presently they left the car for a shabby house, and climbed three flights of stairs. A thin, eager voice bade them enter. “Is It Miss Judith?” the voice cried. "Oh, please come In —oh ” The sentence never was finished, except by roses. But although there were tears in Judith’s eyes, the cure complete.—Youth’s Companion,

RUSH TO MARRY IN FRANCE.

Many Take Advantage of a New Law Making It Eaaier to Wed. Since the promulgation of tho French marriage law of 1907 there have been more weddings in France than at any period since the beginning of the last century with tfie exception of the years 1813 and 1872, in the former of which men married hoping to escape service in the army, while In the latter many weddings took place which had been delayed by the war with Germany. One way in which it helps persons intending to marry is that it has freed those who are over 30 from the necessity of procuring the whole series of documents and certificates upon which the civil code insisted, the New York Sun’s London correspondent says. Neither is it necessary now to obtain the consent of the parents; indeed after the age of 21 it may be dispensed with provided it is shown that due notice has been sent them.

The result is that many people of the lower classes are now married who might formerly have been tempted to do without the cerembny because it was impossible to collect the needed papers or because of the caprice of parents who refused their consent for no valid reason. What the relief thus obtained means may be understood when it is explained that in the caBQ of persons who had lost their parents and were engaged to be married 19 documents were required by the civil code of 1804, Including two birth certificates, two certificates of residence, two of nonopposition, the usual military record book; four certificates of the death of the parents and eight of the grandparents, for the entire set of which sl9 had to be paid. It is in the large towns that the beneficial results of the new law have been most conspicuous.

The Cost of Living.

The limit of frugality appears in the hero of a story told by a writer in the Washington Star. Mrs. Silas Long started out one fall day to get some apples from the orchard. As she put on her shawl, her husband said: ' - “Well, be careful now only to pick the bad ones.” “Suppose there aren’t any bad ones?" she suggested. “Then you’ll have to wait tin some go had, of course!” the old man snapped. “We can’t afford to eat good sound fruit worth 30 cents a bushel.”

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CONSIDERATE.

He Spared Hla Guest the “Unpleasant kittle Detail.” Two friends, one a prosperous looking business man and the other at least well dressed, chanced to meet, not long ago, and the second gentleman remembered that it was his turm to “buy the dinner,” so they wore soon repairing to a fashionable restaurant. Their orders were generous* and they lingered long over the good: things, not forgetting cigars at the end. When they felt that they really had to leave or else pay rent, the host showed .a bit of fidgetiness and requested that the other go outside andi wait for him; that there was an “un pleasant little detail” he wished ter discuss with the proprietor and could not think of embarrassing his friend by having him overhear it. The friend did as requested, stepping outside and waiting at the nearest corner. He. had been waiting only about, five minutes when of a sudden theu door of the restaurant flew open, and! his erstwhile host shot through it as; from a catapult,, followed by somemost uncomplimentary terms. “What’s wrong?” was the first inquiry of the waiting friend. "Oh, nothing much,” wa3 the answer, “except that the ‘unpleasant little detail’. I had to discuss with the proprietor was that I had no money to pay for the dinners.” —Pittsburg; Gazette-Times.

A DETERMINED WOMAN

Finally Found a Food That Cared Her. “When I first read of the remarkable effects of Grape-Nuts food, 1 determined to secure some,” -says a. woman of Salisbury, Mo. “At that, time there was none kept in this town,, but my husband ordered some fromj a Chicago traveler. “1 had been greatly afflicted with* sudden attacks of cramps, nausea, and[ vomiting. Tried all sorts of remediesj and physicians, but obtaffced only temporary relief. As soon as I began to* use the new food the cramps disappeared and have never returned. “My old attacks of sick stomach were a little slower to yield, but by continuing the food, that trouble has disappeared entirely. I am to-day perfectly well, can eat anything and ev~/A erything I wish, without paying theV. penalty that I used to. We would not keep house without Grape-Nuts. “My husband was so delighted with t the benefits I received that he has been recommending Grape-Nuts to his ] customers and has built up a very ■ large trade on the food. He sella, them by the # case to many of the lead-. ing physicians of the county, who rec*. ommend Grape-Nuts very generally.. There is some satisfaction in using a. really scientifically prepared food.” Read the little book, '“The Road to, Wellville,’’ in pkgs. “There’s a Reason.” Ever read the above letter? A. 1 new one appears from time to time. They are genuine, true, and full of human interest ‘ f