Evening Republican, Volume 14, Number 310, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 30 December 1910 — Page 2

The AUTOMOBILL IN THE U.S. NAVY

° man y persons it might, at first thought, appear K' strange that the navy— A which is supposed to J have to do with nothing much but ships and sea craft —should find use for the automobile. Yet, as a matter of fact, the United States navy department is finding extensive and in-

creasing use for this up-to-date mode of locomotion. And just here it may be noted that for all that our army may be a trifle behind the military establishments of some foreign powers In the use it has made of the autoinobile, no such disparaging comparison is possible in the case of Uncle team’s navy. The latter is quite Abreast any other nation in the uses that have been found for the self-pro-pelled vehicles. As may readily be surmised, the chief sphere of usefulness for motor cars in the navy service lies in the assistance they cap render at shore stations, such as navy yards, and at the naval workshops which have to do with supplying the ships with Iguns and ammunition and other inidlspensible classes of supplies. The best evidence of what these new helpers can accomplish in this way is to be had at the United States naval gun .factory, the big industrial plant which\ manufactures all the heavy guns for"our armorclads. Here four electric trucks of varying capacities are in constant service, each performing the work of not less than half a dozen horse-drawn carts. Indeed, these four trucks perform the entire work of transferring from shop to shop all the material of every description entering into the manufacture of the big guns. i One of these trucks has a capacity of 2,000 pounds; a second is capable of carrying 2,500 pounds; the third can transport two tons, and the fourth, designed for the heaviest class of work, is capable of toting around a tidy five tons. These horseless trucks can travel with maximum load at 18

TYRO IN RUNAWAY AUTOMOBILE

“Were you ever in a runaway automobile going about thirty miles an hour; yourself the only person in the machine and about as ignorant of the means of stopping the thing as of flying without wings?’’ This question was asked the other day by a patched-up individual who limped into a downtown cigar store, where a number of his friends were congregated. His face was swathed in bandages; one eye was encircled with black and blue marks and his loose clothing testified to the loss of about thirty pounds of weight. “Yes, it was an automobile accident,” he said in answer to solicitous inquiries as to his changed appearance. “I never want to ride in one of the things again, either!” he added, “or, if I do. it will be only after I study the mechanism of the car *BO I will know what to do if I am ever placed in a similar predicament. “I started out on little ride through the north side boulevards, about three weeks ago.” the sufferer explained. "I was in a friend’s machine and he was at the wheel. I'd been in an automobile a lot of times before, pf course, but I didn’t know a thing about running them. „ “Well, we were running along about thirty miles an hour. Yes. a little above the speed limits. 111 admit, but we were both sober and my friend was skilled in the handling of the machine. Suddenly the accident happened. A wagon was backing up on one side of the street and the pole projected out in front as the horses strained backward with the load. My friend drove pretty close to the pole, I thought, and in a second I realized that he was no longer beside me in the car. That wagon pole had suddenly jerked forward in some way and swept him right out nf the seat. I "Can you beat that for a situation?" asked the injured one. “The car Jumped ahead, of course, and I sud-

to 20 miles per hour, and they can keep going for a total of 30 to 35 miles on one charge of electricity—that is on one charge of the storage batteries, which are stocked with energy each night for the next day’s work. Perhaps the most in-

teresting function performed by an auto in the navy is in the role of a pay car at this self-same naval gun factory. __ Once a week this pay car makes a two-hour trip of the various shops of the plant paying out to the 3,000 employees an aggregate of between $55,000 and $60,000 each week. The medical department of the United States navy has introduced motor ambulances. Both electric and steam cars have been tested for such service and such has been the success of the Innovation that ere long we may expect to find auto ambulances at every naval hospital of any size. The approved style of motor ambulance is an 18 horse power machine capable of carrying 12 persons at a speed of 15 miles per hour. Space is provided for four litters, two being placed side by side on the floor of the ambulance and two above it. It is the work of but a moment to convert the ambulance from a sort of omnibus car with seats along the sides to a miniature moving hospital ward with four beds as above mentioned. The United States Naval academy at Annapolis, Md., bids fair to become

denly realized my plight. I remembered in a flash that there were about a dozen levers, brakes, handles and buttons to work in such an emergency and they might as well have been only one so far as I was concerned, because I didn’t know the first thing to do. There were a million other automobiles in the street and wagons and people crossing everywhere and there I was in that crazy machine which seemed to have increased its speed about double. By this time I had climbed into the

Truthfulness of Grace

The financial difficulties which a few years ago reduced Mrs. Carewe and her daughter Grace to the slenderest of incomes have but served to bring out their gifts and graces—so say all of their friends. Mrs. Carewe has developed a perfect genius for “making over” dresses, and Grace —well, perhaps her real fiber shows Itself in the sweetness with which she wears the made-over things. For it might be rather difficult for a pretty young girl to wear the same dresses, year after year, in a circle of girl friends not obliged to economize—and to do it gracefully. Last summer the Carewes were with some friends in one of those summer camps where you “go back to nature,” says the Youth’s Companion. Nobody thinks about dress there, and the “functions” are all Impromptu and make small demands on the wardrobe. A group of the campers was chatting in Mrs. Carewe’s tent one morning, when a new arrival joined them. She had come only two days before, and was already enthusiastic over the camp. “And it’s such a good place,” she said, finally, completing the list of virtues, "to wear out one’s last year’s things.”

in time a field wherein the fullest usefulness of the automobile will be developed. Already commercial cars are in use at Uncle Sam’s great university, being employed for the transportation of freight and supplies of all kinds and for the handling of mail and express matter —and there is a plenty of such work in this little naval community of several thousand people. Many of the officers stationed at the naval academy—there are more than 100 on duty there —have adopted motor cars for their personal use, and one of the impressive sights at this naval center —typical of modern progress —is found in the spectacle of a naval officer stepping ashore from ship or cutter and grasping the steering wheel of a motor car that has been awaiting him at the dock. Secretary Meyer, the present head of the navy department, is, personally, an enthusiast on the subject of motoring. He owns several cars of different types, and is heartily in favor of the scheme to make the fullest possible use of the self-propelled vehicles in the naval world.

chauffeur’s seat -and had grabbed the wheel. Sure, I was rattled. Who wouldn’t have been? I saw another machine right in front of me and about eight others, trying to butt me off the street from all sides. A policeman yelled and I turned the wheel the wrong way.” “I just got out of the hospital an hour ago and I haven’t yet heard what became of my friend. Anybody read lately of an automobile accident of the kind I have described where one of the passengers was killed?

“Yes, indeed,” assented Grace Carewe. “I’m just reveling in my old clothes here.” After the newcomer had gone, Mrs. Carewe began to look worried, so much so that her daughter solicitously asked what the trouble could be. "My dear, I didn’t quite like what you said to Mrs. Bannock. Of course you didn’t say that you had a trunkful of new dresses, as she has, but didn’t you really leave the impression—” “Mother,” asked Grace, with dignity, “what did I say to Mrs. Bannock?” “You said, my child, that you were ‘just reveling’ in your old things, as if there were any difference between here and ” “But, mother, dear, there is a difference. Did you ever know me to revel In them in town?” Then Mrs. Carewe, who, better than any other, knows Grace’s girlish love of pretty things and the species of miniature heroism that she exercises in being the sunniest as well as the shabbiest girl in her set, considered a moment. And having a sense of humor as well as a passion for perfect truthfulness, she laughed. “I don’t say another word, my dear.” she said.

HEAD OF A. A. U. IS RE-ELECTED

Everett C. Brown of the Central Association of Chicago, was re-elected president of the Amateur Athletic union at the annual election of that body, held in New York the other day. Cleveland will be the scene of the

RYAN WAS FIRST CHAMPION

Syracuse Fighter Gives Interesting Statement as to How He Won Title From Needham. Tommy Ryan was asked for a statement regarding the first welterweight champion. Boston papers put forth the claim, recently, of Paddy Duffy for this honor and others said Ryan was entitled to it. Ryan claims to be the first welterweight champion of the world, but gives to Duffy the honor of being the first welter champion of America. Here is Ryan’s statements as mads to a newspaper correspondent of Syracuse, N. Y. "Paddy Duffy of Boston was recognized as the first welterweight champion. He dropped out of the game—just how I do not recollect, and then

Tommy Ryan.

Patsy Carrigan of Boston and Denny Needham of Minneapolis fought 106 rounds to a draw in California for the title. “Needham claimed the title, for Patsy did not stay in the game much longer. Needham was generally recognized as the champion and I was matched with him for a finish match for the honors. “Let me say right here that in those days champions had to make weight at the ringside, with their fighting togs and gloves on. There was no such thing as weighing in at 3 o'clock in the afternoon and fighting six hours later. “For five hours and five minutes Needham and I fought. The bout, which took place in 1891, went 76 rounds and I won on a knockout. I was then recognized as the champion of America. “Tom Williams came over from Australia about that time. He was recognized as the welter champion of the land of the kangaroo, having beaten George Dawson for the Australian title. “William's first fight in this country was with Mysterious Billy Smith and Smith knocked him out in three rounds at Coney Island. Smith then challenged me to fight for the world’s championship. had the Australian title while I held! that of America. “We fought in Minneapolis and I won in twenty rounds, making me the undisputed welterweight champion of the world. “My next fight for the title took place in The Alhambra here in 1897. Tommy Tracy had come over from Australia and claimed the championship of that country. He challenged me, and when we met I knocked him out in nine rounds. “After this bout I drifted into the

Everett C. Brown.

Olympic games of 1916. The selection of Cleveland will now be placed before? the international body, which has final action on the location of the games. It is not thought, however, that there will be any dispute as to Cleveland.

middleweight division, leaving Walcott, Smith and others to battle for the welter honors. ‘‘Right now it is pretty hard to say who is the legitimate welterweight champion. I doubt if there is a real welterweight champion at the present day. By that I mean a man who can make weight, 142 pounds,, at the ringside, as all the old-time fighters had to do.”

POSSESS GOOD BATTING EYE

English Cricketer Surpasses Baseball Ptayer as Battei—Low Ball Is His De light. We laugh and giggle at the English cricketers. His game, with the hop-skip bowler, the little wicket sticks, the flat bat and the backward and forward running, seems hilarious to Americans, and the biggest laugh of all is over the length of time it takes to play a match. Still, every game has its good qualities, and even cricket can show up something now and then, says an exchange. The English cricketer has a good batting eye. Of course, he doesn’t often get such speed served up to him as is fired at the American baseball batsman every day. Still, it is a pretty sight to see the Englishman pick them off, and in just one particular the Briton can make the American look a bunch of six nickels, inferiorly stacked. That is the cracking of low balls—shoots which come down just like the drop or spitball, and which In baseball, drive the batsman frantic. Ever watch a cricket game, with good batters up? Just notice them some day, and see how they step into, the downshoots and how they swat them to the extreme end of the adjoining scenery. . i The Englishman has, through generations, cultivated a low cut at a falling ball, and he doesn’t miss very many. As the ball drops he rakes almost along the ground, and the globule goes like the bullet from a highpower gun. It would pay a team to hire a cricket shark for a couple of weeks just to teach the boys the secret of that sweep against a low ball. A team that had been drilled that way for a little while could simply bombard the life out of the spitball pitchers, and would get a running start on all its competitors. A few years ago.it will be remembered, a team of Australian ball players visited us, and played a large number of games all over the country. The jolly Australians lost most of their games, as their pitches were easy, and they hadn’t learned anything of inside play or fancy fielding. But they always jolted the liver out of the ball, winning or losing. They slugged Tophet out of all of the pitchers who opposed them, and lost most of their games by such scores as 19 to 16. It was noticed In every game, that the Australians —all cricket players before they horned Into baseball—fairly loved a low ball. When a drop came at them they.almost knelt upon the turf, swept the bat along the sod and drove the ball—usually to left field—with a force and power that no fielder cared to face. Good stuff, and well worth trying for awhile.

Syracuse Likely to Retain Crew.

Syracuse university is confident that it will have crews at the annual intercollegiate regatta on the Hudson river next summer, as the students are subscribing generously toward raising the ,6,000 indebtedness. Many of the freshmen are going in for rowing with spulls and sweeps, so that Coach Jim rn Eyck will have plenty of material pick from.

WILBUR, u. ——— ■- —*. i OF IHLXWS "fl (The “mother-fn-law joke” has been barred from the theaters of an eastern vaudeville circuit.) I have stood for three-a-day, and being put tn supper shows; I have killed ’em—simply killed ’em!— when I fell upon my nose; I have laid ’em out in Oshkosh, simply laid ’em cold an’ dead When my partner stuck a hatchet with a ‘‘Woof!’’ right In my head— But when this fierce blow is struck against the temple of my art Then the time has come for me an’ good old vaudeville to part. Not a word, an’ ont a whimper, when they busted up my team By a-cuttln' out the patter that would always make ’em scream. Where I’d say, “I seen you walkin’ with your sister yesterday,” An’ “Why, that was not my sister, *twaa a lady!” he would say. Yes, I let ’em frost that gaglet—But I tell you art is art, An’ the time has cime for me an’ good old vaudeville to part. Why, they’ve cut out stuff that landed forty years ago, an’ more. An’ I never kicked or grumbled,' never even acted sore; When they said the seltzer bottle an’; green whiskers had to go. No one ever heard me holler, not a squeal come from me, beau; But they’re goin’ too much distance when they tamper with my art. An’ the time has come for me an’ good old vaudeville to part. One by one they’ve PdUed the wheezes that forever harbSide good— All the gags that airTße IbWbrotvs" an’ the others understood; Why, remember how we held ’em—simply held ’em to the spot When “What is your name?” he’d ask me, and I’d keep on sayin’ “Watt?" I m not much for them ideals, but I’m loyal to my art, kn’ the time has come for me an’ good old vaudeville to part.

Crowded Out.

"My fiance Is furious." "And why?” “The papers had to devote so much space to my trousseau that there was not room enough to give his name."

What They All Say.

In one day she was told that she had (1) Beautiful hair, (2) Lovely skin, (3) A perfect figure, (4) Shapely hands, (5) Very small feet, However, it is explained by the fact that she visited (1) The hairdresser, (2) The beauty doctor, (3) The modiste, (4) The manicurist, (5) The shoe store.

Money’s Worth.

‘ Your watch is away wrong,” saysl' the friend. “Why, we compared tlme| pieces half an hour ago, and already l your watch has gained a full half; hour over mine.” “That’s all right,” says the man. with the business-like face. ”1 forgot to wind it night before last, and iti didn’t run at all yesterday, Bo today I’ve set it up to tfojastest speed, so that it may catctfgf the day it has

The Nailed Lie.

The lie had been nailed. Truth happened along, looked at the nailed lie, and began to wail. “What’s the matter with you?” demanded the nailed lie. “There you art,” complained truth,! "securely fastened where you will geti a lot of attention* Nobody ever careai for me to try to I fix me in the public f eye even for a nsoment"

Unrbmantic.

"I could dances this way forever “I hope you wA’t. , You get terribly! out of step half lhe time.”