Evening Republican, Volume 14, Number 242, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 11 October 1910 — Page 2

f^QMLeOOTI r WUBBRDNEPBtfI WKy? Jj fis\ Pk r\ |..\ i * j I understand why men will do many things That afterward bring them the devll-to-pay; I've fathomed the reason why one fellow sings x In tones that would fill a vain mule with dismay. And one will talk hours when he’s nothing to say While others think silence as good as a chat— But this problem’s making me wrinkled and gray: Now, why does a man want to wear a silk hat? He’s vain of it, too. as an angel of wings. And wants to keep wearing it both night and day; Though it may grow battered and fuzzy, he clings To its ancient wreck as he trudges his way; He’d wear it while swimming or while making hay. Or while playing ball when he stepped up to bat _ 1 If some one would only say it was O. KNow, why does a man want to wear a silt hat? Professor or preacher, or wrestler who flings, Prize fighter, chiropodist, sight-seeing Jay— Sach thinks his silk hat is the last touch that brings The comforting thought that his garb is au fait, No odds if his nature is gloomy or gay, Nor whether he’s slender or pompous and fat. The ahlny concoction on his head must stay— » Now, why does a man want to wear a silk hat? Prince, think not ’tls fashion at which I inveigh— It’s nothing to do with the case, as to that. Just answer my question and tell me, I Pray, Now. why does a man want to wear a silk hat?

Eloquent Signs,

“Too bad about Deffers, the deaf and dumb man, who was to make sign speeches for the central committee, wasn’t it?” ‘‘l didn’t hear what it was. What was It?” “Just before the campaign opened all the fingers on his right hand were cut off by a circular saw, leaving only the stumps.” “Well, they tell me that he went on the tour of speech-making, as planned, as soon as his hand recovered, and that he developed into a splendid stump speaker.”

Reprehensible.

“Look here,” exclaimed the portly man, dashing Into the private office of a wholesale chemist. “Look here, sir. I’ve a notion to expose you as a fraud and a faker.” “My dear sir,” answered the other man, “what in the world occasions such remarks from you?” “Why, that last barrel of chemical preservative you sent me to be used in our 'Absolutely Pure’ line of canned goods has spoiled on our hands. I believe you have been adulterating it”

Time Saving.

“Go to the ant,” wp say to the sluggard. Scornfully he gazes at us. "What's wrong? we a»k. “Can’t you take good advice?” ‘Huh!” he sniffs, then rises lazily and walks to his pantry. Opening the door he shows us the remains of an apple pie and an open sugar bucket. ‘Go to the ant,” he mutters. “What’s the use? All I have to do is to leave things in this shape and all the ants on earth will come to me.”

Iglooed for Life.

“And we will always stick together,” sighs the happy Eskimo bride. “Forever!” rapturously exclaims the happy Eskimo bridegroom. “Forever we shall live, side by side, in our own iglue.”

Solemn Decision.

I hold it truth with him who writes The tariff rules both days and nightsr That toys are toys and dolls are doll*— And overalls are overalls. Reputation is what others know about you; character is what you know about yourself.

SOLDIER DEGRADED

PUNISHMENT INFLICTED ON A FRENCH PRIVATE. W»« Accused of Murdering Wife of Banker—Military Degradation in France an Impressive but Sad Spectacle. "George s Marie Graby, you are unworthy to bear arms.” This short, sharp sentence was heard in the barracks square on the Boulevard Mortler on the eastern extremity of Paris at 8 a. m. the other morning: Granby, the murderer of Mme. Gouln, the widow of the well-known banker, to whom these words were addressed, appeared in the uniform of the ordinary infantry private, rather smarter than most of his fellows, but looking deathly white. Two minutes later he was marched back to the barracks with his unifo"rm in rags, his back bent, his head hanging low, a sorry-looking piece of humanity. A military degradation in France, carried out in accordance with the exact regulations of the law, is always an impressive though essentially sad spectacle. It was not surprising, therefore, that a large crowd gathered near the Porte des Lilas that morning soon after breakfast, having heard the announcement that the degradation was for eight o'clock in the morning. Special detachments of all the services represented in the garrison of Paris were on parade, and at eight o’clock at trumpet call, they formed a hollow square. The colonel in command gave the order" Shoulder arms! ” and then Graby was seen coming from one of the buildings, marching slowly but with some composure, and with a guard of four infantrymen. The guard accompanied him to the middle of the square, presented arms and then made three steps backward, leaving Graby in shameful solitude, the cynosure of neighboring eyes. The officers were drawn up on horseback in front of him. The colonel gave orders to the bugler, and once more the high notes rang out. _ Then a -sergeant stepped up to within a pace of Graby and read out the judgment of the courtmartial con-,, demning Graby to death and the presidential decree commuting his sentence. The proclamation began: "In the name of tne French people,” and the sergeant concluded by making the usual announcement: "This judgment has been read aloud before the condemned man, and before the troops assembled under arms.” At this Col. Lejaille, who had dismounted, stepped up and addressed Graby: “Graby, you are unworthy to bear arms; in the name of the law we degrade you.” The adjutant then tore away the buttons from the uniform, the strap from the kepi and all other decorations, including the epaulettes. The bugle was heard once more and the same four privates who had led Graby out of the barracks led him back again.

Razors of Centuries Ago.

We wear things and use things daily of the origin of which we have not the slightest idea, and were we to be would be at a loss to answer. This was illustrated when two young men, well but quietly dressed, were admiring a well-known picture of life in the time of Julius Ceasar, which was exhibited in a store window not far from Herald square. One of the men remarked while looking at the picture that he wondered how the Romans kept their faces smooth and whether they ever had shaved; and, if they had shaved, what were their razors like? Neither of the of the men could answer the question, and so they immediately consulted various authorities en the subject and found to their surprise that razors were used for shaving in a very early part of the world's history. The Egyptians used some kind of a razor, though the Levitioal code expressly forbade the shaving of the beard. It is believed the primitive shaving instruments were made of sharpened flints. Savages in the remote islands scattered throughout the Pacific use two pieces of flint of the same size for this purpose, and pieces of shells or sharks’ teeth are also used.

Prompt Punishment of a Liar.

Years ago the courthouse in San Francisco fronted the old Plaza. A trial was in progress, and counsel for the defendant was cross-examining the plaintiff. An earthquake shook the chandeliers and dislodged some of the ceiling. Judge, jurors, witnesses and spectators rushed for the door, but, finding that the seismic disturbance was over, they returned. "You can proceed with the crossexamination of the witness,” said the judge. . "Pardon me, your honor," said counsel for uie defendant, “but after the exhibition of the displeasure of the Almighty at the lies this witness was telling I do not care to further Invoke Divine wrath. I will ask him no mote questions.”

Just a Bit Particular.

First Crook—Say, haven’t you two brothers —both gamblers?' Second Crook—l have two brothers, but only one ia a gambler. First Crook—l thought the other one was, too. Second Crook—No; he never takes. any chances of getting mixed up with the police. He’s a burglar.—Chicago Ne n

MEN AS DOMESTIC SERVANTS

Exceptional Opportunities Open to the ' Male Bex—Magazine Has Clever Batlre on Subject. There are today a few occupations a young man can take up without fear of a woman’B taking the bread out of his mouth. These are, prize fighting, ladies tailoring, and—do not sneer, young man—domestic service, says Paul West in the Delineator. Even' prize fighting may be closed to men tomorrow if some strong-armed Vassar graduate should decide to capture the championship belt. Ladies’ tailoring may entice them at any time. But, as time goes on, it becomes more and more evident that one field will never again have a woman occupant Go into general housework, solve the servant problem, and save the American home. There is no reason why young American men should'not make ideal servant girls °and yet preserve independence. The bookkeeper works from eight till six. His meager wages must pay board and lodging and clothe him. What a life. But the general housework girl in a small family—what does she have to do but cook a few meals, clean a few rooms after a fashion, and collect S3O a month? Not a penny for expenses, a nice room, plenty of clothes given her, and every Thursday and Sunday out. Young men, it is easy. What preparation is needed? Nothing; anybody can learn to cook in a week. Capital? A trunk and a written reference, from your last place, the latter readily obtained from the manager of any employment office. And think of the happy lives you can make by your charming little culinary surprises. Then, when the family go away for the summer they take you with them, or—you have the whole flat to yourself, and everything free! Youn- men, it is a vision of happiness! Who knows, too, but that your employer’s daughter may fall in love with you, and marry you! thus, when she goes into business for herself, making you happy and comfortable for life? At all events, young men, domestic service is worth considering. It"ls' an open field, and man can make his mark in it. Why not be a pioneer?

He Also Was a Dead One.

Governor Stuart, brown and soldierly, returned recently, from his inspection of the National Guard at Gettysburg. He is a commander in chief who faces warfare as a stern duty, but prefers to go to war in a Pullman, with his “peacock” staff safely ensconsced in comfortable seats about him. “Duty is duty." That is the Stuart motto. So he did what the manual required of the commander —slept in camp, near the Casino, inspected the regiments, reviewed them, and was a real soldier in the mimic battles. One of the stories told at the Union League by the governor to his chums about the terrible conflict, is as follows: "It occurred after the great onslaught on the Reds. Scores of ‘labeled’ dead were on the ground. Officers were down under the rain of invisible bullets shot from noiseless and smokeless guns. The sun wept upon the scene of carnage. The wounded were carried to hospitals, past dying and dead companions. It was terrible. “Standing in front of his tent a captain was seized by a sobbing father, who in great agony cried out: “ ‘Why didn’t you tell me my son was killed?’ “ ‘How could I? I was killed myself.’ "

Hardheaded.

Champion Jack Johnson, at Baron Winkin’s supper in his honor in New York, said of the Reno fight: “Jeffries is a gentleman and a square fighter, but he didn’t land a whack that hurt. I’m pretty nearly unhurtable, I guess. I’m like the bricklayer’s helper. 1 “A bricklayer, you- understand, once hired a new helper. This chap was renowned for his hard head. The bricklayer thought he would test him, so the first morning while the helper was filling his pipe at the bottom of the ladder the bricklayer up on the eighth floor flicked a b'it of motar down on his pate. *•• •” 0 “The helper never noticed it at all. “The bricklayer took a brick and dropped that down. Bang! It landed square on the helper’s skull. “The helper took his pipe out of his mouth and scowled up at the bricklayer. “ ‘Say,’ he growled, ’be careful where yer droppin’ that there mortar!’”

Polite Mr. Heard.

Congressman John T. Heard of Missouri was one of the most polite and Chesterfleldian gentlemen ever known in the national house of representatives. On the day that the house passed a bill opening to settlement the Cherokee strip, Mr. Heard voted for the bill, and then was leaving the capltol when he met with Mrs. Hechmann, who had been diligently lobbying against the bill. She asked: “What was done with the Cherokee strip bill?” “It has jußt passed the house, madam,” said Mr. Heard, holding aloft bis hat and bowing low. “It passed by a vote of 142 to 108. “So there were 142 railroad thieves, were there T* Mrs. Hechmann hissed spitefully. “And only 108 cattle thieves, by th# official count,” replied polite Mr Heard, as he parsed on.

GERMAN CAPITAL’S NEW PALACE OF MUSIC

The opera house at Berlin, which is bping rebuilt at a cost of a million dollars.

IS RICHEST WOMAN

Mrs. Taylor, Daughter of Former Governor, Inherits Millions. Oeath of Mrs. Sarah M. Flower, Widow of Roswell F. Flower, Makes Daughter Wealthiest Woman In Northern N. Y. Watertown, N. Y.—With the death in this city of Sarah M. Flower, widow of the late Governor Roswell P. Flower, the only living daughter, Mrs. Emma Flower Taylor, becomes one of tne richest, if not the richest, woman In northern New York. While as yet Mrs. Flower’s will has not been filed for probate, estimates of the value of the estate place the sum at a figure far exceeding $5,000,000 and possibly close to double this sum. That her daughter Emma will inherit the greater part of this amount is deemed likely. Mrs. Taylor, who was the wife of John Byron Taylor, of this city, whom she divorced but a few months ago, is already the richest woman in this section and her liberal expenditures of her riches for benevolent purposes have made her, as well, the most popular. Since the death of her father. Governor Flower, in 1899, at which time she inherited a considerable sum, she has devoted her time to philanthropical acts and her charitable deeds, both public and private, have been numberless. The estate of Governor Flower at the time of his death was valued at $6,575,000. In his will be made bequests amounting to $305,000 and left the residue to be equally divide* between his widow and his daughter. Uy the terms of this will Mrs. Taylor received over $3,500,000, while Mrs. Flower received an equal sum in addition to the fortune which she then possessed. Mrs. Flower was a daughter of Morris M. and Roxana Woodruff. Mr. Woodruff was one of the pioneer settlers of this section, where he invested a large amount during the early days of the settlement o£ the country. He also went into land deals elsewherb with John Jqcob Astor. Mrs. Flower

Strange Varmint Is Loose

Wild Animal of Ferocious Mien Roaming About Section of New Jersey State. New York.—Caldwell, N. J., a community in which mystery has always been held to be a thing abhorrent, is puzzled about aynost to the point of hysteria by the appearance intermittently its .environs of a predatory animal ''of which nobody knows the name. The good folk of the pleasant countryside near Caldwell, Pine Brook, Clinton and Fairfield have been hunting the strange beast, but, while the animal has gone right on killing hens, calves and dogs, none of the huntsmen has got close enough to end its life. Oh, yes! Charley Rollins got close enough, but he had no gun. There was a tree handy and Mr. Rollins in placing himself in the topmost branches did some gymnastic work equal to any performance on the horizontal bars ever seen in the circus.

GET LARGE CROP OF APPLES

Washington Has More Fruit Than Last Year and Values Are Higher Than Ever: ■ | Seattle, Wash. —Reports of growers and handlers indicate that the production, of apples In Washington this year will be between 3,500,000 and 4,700,000 boxes, but while the yield promises to be the largest yet grown, orchardists and buyers say there will be no cheap apples. The cause assigned is the late frosts in the other apple growing states. The yield in Washington is estimated at around 4,000,000 boxes, against 2,414,000 boxes in 1909, when the average wholesale price was $1.40 > box. Oregon is second in the northwest this year with about 2,000,000 boxes, and Idaho and Montana follow. Buyers have been active over the state the last two months, and it is probable that half of the crop has been 'sold, but many apples will bm

upon the death of her father inherited no small sum. Governor and Mrs. Flower had three children, Helen Flower and Henry Keep Flower, both of whom are dead, and Emma Gertrude Flower Taylor, who now becomes heiress to the coim bined fortunes of her father and mother. What the entire sum will amount to is problematical, Mrs. Taylor was born in this city March 23, 1870, and the greater part of her girlhood was spent here, although she lived at various times in Albany, New York and Washington with her parents.

Matorman Picks Up Money

knvelope and Roll, Covered With Mud, Big Help in Financial Straits of Worker. Chicago.—"lt is not collectors of old rags alone who find valuables in odd places.” This confession was elicited from a Chicago street car motorman the other day in a discussion of ttte unusual good fortune of a New York rag dealer who discovered money and diamonds in the old clothes which he had bought for a few cents a pound. “It’s a funny thing,” said the motorman, as the car whizzed by Diversey boulevard. “Running past this corner reminds me of what happened here about a year ago. I was especially hard up that month and was wondering how I’d be able to raise enough money to make payment on a mortgage coming due. “I needed about $25 more than I knew I could spare from my pay check and I was at a loss to discover how I’d arrange it. “Well, one morning I was running by this corner and I saw what looked like an old envelope, all fcovered with mud, in the street. It looked as if it might contain almost anything except money, but something led me to stop the car, get out and pick it up. After brushing off the mud I put it into my pocket and forgot all about it until that evening. When I reached home

The other men, who had guns, never saw the animal. Mr. Rollins, whose eyesight is about as good as his agility, says the animal is about four feet long over all, that it is two and onehalf feet high, has a generous tail, and is yellow. Were it not for the dimensions given it might be a cat, but Mr. Rollins is sure it is as big as he says it is. Some persons think it is a panther, although what a panther would be doing at large in peaceful New Jersey, with the menagerie business in full blast all over the country, is another of those things that no citizen of Caldwell can find out. The alien has been seen on many occasions without the assistance of Jersey applejack, the effect of which on the gift of vision is proverbial, and until it is slain there will be more excitement in the vicinage of Caldwell than there has been since last circus day.

held in anticipation or Increased prices at holiday time. No prices are made public, but it is believed the wholesale price this year will be above two dollars a box. Several growers will send large consignments of apples to England and Australia this season, while others will market their fruit in the orient, Hawaii and South America. One grower has already arranged to accompany a shipment of 3,600 boxes to England.

Singing Makes Fish Bite.

- Winsted, Conn.—Do fish like music? That is a question fishermen are try. ing to solve. Every pleasant Sunday 150 cottagers assemble in boats of every description on Hnghland lake and listen to a sermon by an able preacher who has his pulpit on the land. It Is a very noticeable fact, fishermen declare, that the fish bite better during the period of the sunset services than at any other part of the day.

“UGLY” CASHIER IS WANTED

Real "Fright*" •, Are Told They Are Too Good Looking—Contest Narrows to Three. St. Louis.—Three of the prettiest of 25 applicants in auswer to an advertisement for an “ugly" cashier were selected by Vincent J. Gorley, of Grimm & Gorley, florists. One 6f the three finally will be chosen for this Job. Mr. Gorley said that some of the applicants were "frights.” Others were beautiful, and nearly all declared they had overlooked the word “ugly” in the advertisement. “We didn’t want a 250-pound cashier,” said Mr. Gorley, “and we really didn’t care for any with all their teeth gone. We had several applicants who filled both descriptions. My idea in advertising for an ugly cashier was to get one who did not have such great personal charm that she would be' proposed to by the first unmarried customer who happened to spy her. “How did I get by with the impossible ones? That was easy. One mudt have weighed 250 pounds. I asked her if she was sure she could qualify in the ‘ugly’ class. She declared she had not noticed the word ‘ugly’ In the advertisement, and I assured her she was entirely too good looking. That was easy. She went out with a smile on her face. Finding it worked in one case I used that fight along.” “I know I don’t fulfill the requirements of ugliness specified in the advertisement,” said the first applicant, with a flirtatious glance at herself in the mirror, “but I assure you 9 1 wouldn’t marry the best man living. A fond mother appeared with her daughter in tow. The latter was tall and lank. “I’m afraid my daughter will not suit you,” said the mother, “because you wanted an ugly girl, but she will never disappoint you by leaving you to marry. She is a confirmed man hater."

I opened it. In the envelope were three five-dollar bills. I knew then how I’d meet the payment. “Three days later, 1 " ha added, “while crossing this same corner one rainy evening the searchlight of my car fell on something that looked like a little roll of bills and I stopped again to pick it up. I examined my second find and discovered that it was a two-dollar bill. That evening at home I unrolled it and prepared to clean the mud off as before. To my surprise I discovered a five-dollar bill and another two-dollar bill wrapped up within the outside bill! I guess that’s luck for you, ehl And I wasn’t looking for ‘paper* like the rag dealer in New York, either.”

TRILLION DOLLARS IN “GEMS”

German Arrives at New York With Twelve Bags of Glistening Jewels —They Were Beads. New York. —Herr E. Heyman, a Ger man jeweler, who has just reached New York from Bremen, has the laugh on several of Collector Loeb’s customs sleuths. When Herr Heyman’s liner arrived at its pier he was one of the first to place himself in the hands of the inspectors. The customs man assigned to inspect his belongings suddenly came upon a blue bag that could easily hold two quarts of green peas. The bag was full of brilliants, and the glare of the first handful he fished out almost blinded the customs inspector. “Diamonds!” he called out in excitement. Motioning for assistance more customs men came up and put their hands in the bag. Then an appraiser, hurriedly summoned, took a look at the stones. “Beads! That’s all!” he said. In all about a dozen bags of the glittering brilliants were brought to view. "Suppose they were diamonds, what do you think they would be worth?” a bystander asked Herr Heyman. “About $1,000,000,000,000," he answered. “Yes—Stage money,” murmured the appraiser. Mr. Heyman pal'd S3O duty and left the pier with his glittering beads.

PET ANGORA CATS GET AWAY

Three Women Marooned at Long Island Railroad Station Until Pet Feline Is Captured. Bellport, L. I.—A large pet Angora cat created quite a furore at the Bellport depot. As the 9:, 62 a. m. New York express pulled Into the Btation a party of smartly-dressed women hurried out of a motor car and made a rush soy the train. In the hurry of departure a large basket, carried by one of the women, was dropped, and out of the basket jumped a beautiful specimen of the Angora cat Frightened beyond reason the cat made a dive for shelter, and crawled under the station platform, to the consternation of his mistress and her companions. Cries of “Teddy! Teddy!” proved of no avail, and finally one or the women, dressed In Immaculate white duck, went down on her hands and knees in an endeavor to coax the pet out Teddy wouldn’t budge. ’ ” In the meantime the train proceeded on its way, leaving tbfe women behind. When the train had disappeared well toward Patchogue Teddy was still occupying his easy berth under the station platform. The next train for New York left Betiport at 4:25 p. m., and it’s pretty certain that Teddy and his fair companions took plenty a’’ time to connect with this train. *•