Evening Republican, Volume 15, Number 57, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 8 March 1911 — Page 3

A Fresh Start

It was holiday week, bat Sam Morris hated the thought of beading his head grimly to the season’s chill wind,-he walked homeward. He knew he was already late, that Rose would be anxious and the supper waiting, but he would not take the car. Five rides Instead of six for a quarter as until the change that morning made a difference both in his purse and In his temper. He was angry and discouraged. He swung his dinner pall defiantly as car after car passed him. The car company wouldn’t get any nickel out of him that night—not if he knew it! Dark came early, and the Btreet lamps were aflare In the little suburb where he lived in a email cottage with hiß wife and four babies, the eldest not eight. Tramping up the walk, the cost-of living renewed itß grip on him —the struggle seemed against him. Now there wjf? Jones — he was passing Jones’ trim little house —he had some sort of luck. House paid for, a job as foreman with better pay and little work;. The Jonses had dinner instead of supper, and the eldest daughter, Elvie, had quit working down town. Rose told him, that younjl Peters,, son of Peters the big contractor, was "going with” the girl. And Jones had not worked any harder than he, Morris —and was of doubtful promptness in bill paying. As he came up to his own back door, it opened, and Rose, with the children at her Bkirts, met him. He was silent and rather gruff. Re brushed them aside, took off his cap and coat and vest, and began splashing at the sink. “I’m starved,” he ventured from the roller towel at length. “Everything’s on the table,” answered his wife quietly. She knew the man’s moods and respected them. The day had not been easy for her. The children had been talking turkey constantly, and three of them needed shoes. Also the longsuffering doctor had sent in his bill. She didn't know now to speak of these things. The little family sat down and ate the plain, well-cooked food; the children were sleepy enough to be quiet. “You're more’n an hour late, Sam. Working overtime?” “No such luck. Even an hour’s extra work would count. I walked home. See the papers? Carfare, like everything else, has gone up a notch. Only five rides for a quarter. I can’t afford luxuries.” He broke a baked potato for Johnny, dabbled *it with gravy and resumed his eating. Rose wondered what more they could possibly do without! It was her business to make ends meet —thus far she had done It. But the string wouldn’t bear further stretching. Sara spoke like an answer—they often thought in unison. “We quit on butter and real milk — we have mighty little meat. We never go to a show. We barely keep the kidlets in school and Sunday school. You may have to give up your furs and diamonds, Rose.” He laughed a little, but the woman did not —it was not he* way. She was waiting for some word of practical comfort. And she did not say that Mrs. Jones, brisk and overdressed for her station, had descended upon her for a call that afternoon. Elvic had a new pink dancing dress and young Peters was going to take her to a dance the next night. After the children had duly chattered, and had been washed and put to bed, husband and wife returned to the kitchen, which was also dining and living room. She cleared up the table, and while she washed the dishes Sam poured over hla account book, his brow in a scowl, his pipe unlighted. He was going to give up tobacco. He was glad Rose did not know he took his dinner bucket away and ate by himself, sensitive about the plainness of his fare. The other men must think him a grouch—still, othero ate alone; they might not have noticed. Jim Famey, for instance — he was glad he was not Jim, who had five children, one a cripple, and halfsick wife whose housekeeping, even when she was well, was a scandal. Well, ends had to meet someway. Then Robs got her mending, and looking up, he met her patient glance. Bbe gavi him a little tired smile—lt was Monday and she had washed without help. Then he went on figuring and she f wondered just what they would have for -dinner on Christmas. The children must not be disappointed, but turkey, or even chicken was oat of the question. Could she manage mince pie and oranges and some real mttkT The£ she slipped off to answer the call of the baby, covered the other children mow warmly, and went to bed berseu. Tuesday dawned bleak, and passed Into night, still bleak and cheerless. Bam was again late —for again he rked home. The little ones, warned their mother, were silent on the turkey subject, and were put early to bed. But on the day before Christmas, husband and wife had a little taiy planning carefully for the little feast. Both knew that the grocer’s bill must be met; that the week after came a payment on the house They could not afford debts, and therefore no extras. Besides, there was the matter

By LOUISE OLNEY

of the shoes and the winter underclothing. Rose mentioned these so anxiously that her husband broke eat in a sort of anger. “Well, girl,'don’t be. afraid of me. I know we have to have’things! We’ll manage somehow —don’t worry!” But he worried, and knew that she did. They rose, t and he lit the fires and helped the children dress. A, sort of gloom hung, over the breakfast table, and suddenly Johnny'exploded in tears. The little girls joined in sympathy. The child’s grief, wormed out of him finally, was vested in the fact that the Jones boys were going to have “turkey an’ everything else, an’ go to the show at the theayter besides. Couldn’t they, the Morris children, have ‘nothing?’" The mother comforted, the father was a little stem. “We’ll have just what we can afford,” he said, “and not a thing more. You youhg ones ain’t hungry nor cold nor ragged like children on the street every day. You keep still and eat what’s put before you. Your mother always has something good, jknd if it ain’t turkey, it will at least fill you up. Now you finish your breakfast, Johnny, and bring in some more coal and get ready for school. We don’t pattern after the Jonses, and you got to l&arn that and several other things. One of them things is to be glad for what you got now, and then to go on with whatever your little business is." The father rose and took his dinner pail. Rose had filled it unusualy well, with better food than usual. Her man, the breadwinner, should be the last to feel any lack. He went to his day’s carpentering. When the three older children were in school, Rose cooked for dear life. She got plenty of good tender beef and boiled it for a pie, which should be overflowing with gravy, and replete witty little carrots and onions, parsley and “fixin’s.” She made a huge sheet of ginger bread. She baked pumpkin pie. She molded the cranberry sauce in little forms. She made a great plateful of molasses candy in fancy shapes, for she was clever through her love. Ttfere would be mashed potato, and an orange a piece and some nuts, too. Her day was full, for the baby was wakeful. Supper was plentiful, though plain, but after waiting long and vainly, ipother and children sat down and ate alone. Finally the little ones went to bed. At eight he had not come, nor at nin&. At ten she was stiff with fear. What had happened? An accident—she would have heard of that. She conjured up fears, still mending mechanically. Could he have begun to drink again? There had been some bad months In their first married year. But for eight years now he had been all a husband could be — then the familiar step camo. Sam came in, quietly, not to wake the babies. He was panting for breath, black with coal dust, his eyes bloodshot. He sank into a chair. Then he smiled at his wife, and unclinching his right hand put two silver dollars on the table before her. “For tomorrow,” he explained. “It may get chicken enough—or a small turkey. I’ve unloaded coal since 5. The haulers have struck. I was glad of the chance. See here, Rose, while you get me a bite let me tell you the news. We ain’t so bad off. I saw Jim Forney’s pail, and he had only bread and a little cooked meat. I divided with him —and I gave him two dollars. He’s up against it. You don’t mind?” She shook Ler head and stirred the fire. “And there’s trouble at Jones’s. He’s mortgaged his place, and he got fired today—some tricky business about the material. On top of that, young Peters is going to marry some rich girl tomorrow. Elvie's all broke up.” He went to the sink and washed, and, sitting down, attacked the baked beans and bread and coffee. Bhe watched bim. glad of his returned cheerfulness. "Other folks’ troubles makes a fellow glad for what he’s got. I’m ashamed of the grouch I’ve had on. You have the worst end of this partnership, anyhow. Girl, we will cheer up and take a fresh start.” He rose and lit his pipe. Then he came to her chair and pnt irj big arm over her shoulder. "I hope I ain’t glad ol Jones’s trouble,” he said awkwardly. ‘1 know I’m sorry for bim. But—they gave die his job. That means sl6 more every month. You glad?” She hugged her head down against his arm and nodded. She could not speak. After a while, she took the' silver dollars from the table. ’’Sam, what yon said to Johnny this morning was all right. I’ve got a good dinner planned and well have Just that and nothing more. This money will get the boy bis new shoes. He’s got to learn to pat up with what we can afford. What do you say?" He puffed his pipe, turning his head lest the smoke get In her face.

Then Spoils It.

A woman can took at a man In a war that makes him feel like a plugged nickel —than eh# spoils the effect hr saying things.

HEN HAS HARD TASK

Experiment With Pheasant’s Eggs Quite Expensive. i - r Domestic Fowl Compelled to Sacrifice Its Own Progeny in Hatching— Law Will Protect English ’ Bird for Years. Jefferson City, Mo. —More work for the patient Missouri hen! " In addition to her other duties, she is now expected to hatch out pheasants. The pheaasnt is a sort of everybody-works-But-mother bird, which will not sit—or is it set?—on its own eggs—while in captivity. It being manifest that George can’t do it, there is no way out of it except to shove the unwelcome task onto the hens. That is vahat State Game Commissioner Tolerton is doing in his effort to introduce the English pheasant in Missouri. It will be a thankless task, too, for. as soon as a pheasant is large enough to get about, the first thing he does is to go out foraging for chicken feed. He will even steal from his own foster mother. In his efforts to accustom pheasants to the Missouri climate Tolerton is sending pheasants free to all farmers and poultry raisers who ask for them. The result Is that colonies of the gaudy birds are now to be found in inany parts of the state. Farmers already are loudly complaining that the pheasants ''are robbing their chickens of feed. For this there is no remedy, as it is unlawful to kill a pheasant in Missouri. Almost any one who asks for pheasants can get them from Tolerton. There are only a few simple conditions. First of these Is that, no matter how' many pheasants you raise, you will not be permitted to kill one, even for your own table. You must keep an exact account of the eggs laid and you must either send these eggs to the state poultry farm at Jefferson City or set them under your hens and send the young birds to the game commissioner for distribution in the state. Here is where the hen gets the worst of it. After she has taken all the trouble to hatch out the pheasants they are taken away from her. Worse than that, she might seek consolation in hatching out a few children of her own, but even this pleasure is denied her. For, until the young pheasants are two months old, the only food on which they ,will thrive is fresh hen’s eggs. Biddy’s nest is robbed to feed them and she must bear the double Injustice to bringing Into the world creatures for which she has no natural affection and of seeing them thrive on the ruins of her fondest hopes for a posterity which' would do credit to the great Missouri hen family. At the experimental farm near Jefferson City 450 hens are working over-

RICHEST GOLD FIELD FOUND

Western Australia Excited Over Wonderful Discoveries of Lodes in Mining Region. Sydney, N. S. W.—The richest gold field ever discovered in this country, perhaps in the world, seems to have been unearthed in western Australia, near the township of the Southern Cross, about half way between Perth and the Coolgardie and Kalgoorlie mines. These were names to conjure with in the olden days, but the Bullfinch lode beggars all previous records, the yields ranging in some places from 10 to 100 ounces to the ton. How deep the lode goes down, how long it will last, what it is really worth, are questions to which only the future can give a satisfactory reply. For the present all heads, or very nearly all, have been turned, a delirium of speculation has set in and the atmosphere is described as "thrillinging with intense expectancy.” Six months ago the Bullfinch was practically unknown. . Since then no less than half a dozen great lodes have been found on the property, the moßt valuable of which is No. 1, which is reported to have reserves of ore amounting to 15,000 tons, estimated, by the owners at any rate, to be worth ten ounces per ton. The Bullfinch is 22 miles north of the Southern Cross township, and is on the western confines of a big belt of auriferous country, which embraces Kalgoorlie, Coolgardie, Menzies, the White Feather and other mining centers. Golden Valley, where the first gold of the eastern fields was discovered, is close by, the country all round having been pegged out. As the waterpipe line from the Darling ranges reeervior passes through the Southern Cross on its way to Kalgoorlie, the government will not have much difficulty in running a' branch pipe out of the Bullfinch field, and thus providing it with plenty of water— that first and most indispensable of requisite for a mining camp. In the meantime, Doolette, Shancross and Jones, who six months ago were the owners of an obscure prospecting short have sprung into sudden wealth. The most extravagant offers have been made to them for their shares, and a company has been lldated with a capital of £I.OOQ,MQ ($5,000,000). On the very day the new company was formed another lode was discovered In a neighboring locality known as Bullfinch No. J. which Is said to be richer than the first. The stock exchanges warm of course, greatly excited, and dll differently

WILL ATTEMPT TO FLY TO HAVANA

NEW YORK. —Hard on the appallingleath of Archibald Hoxey of the Wright combination of aviators, comes the report that J. Clifford Turpin will attempt a biplane flight from Key West, lia., to Havana, Cuba, that will neccessitate flying 100 miles over water. Turpin is one of the three surviving pupils of the Wright brothers. While he has not been much in the eye of the public, he is said to be a skillful and daring aviator who may be relied on to give a good account of himself in connection with hiß proposed feat of flying.

time laying eggs for young pheasants to eat. The pheasant In its present stage of Americanization is not a revenue maker for anybody. The law forbids it from being used as food and the regulations surrounding the distribution of the birds prevent even the most opulent from breakfasting on bacon and pheasant eggs. The hen, on the other hand, is the state’s greatest wealth producer and her friends can’t see why she should be shoved into the background by an imported fowl whose beauty is of about as much practical value as is that of the aurora borealis. Commissioner Tolerton says that the pheasant is one of the greatest of game birds and that in time the spe-

colored reports came in shares fluctuated in a most surprising way.

FOOLS HIS HENS WITH SIGN

Delaware Poultryman Makes Chickens Lay by Posting False Quotations on Board. Ellendale, Del. —Carey Palmer, well known as a poultry raiser, is responsible for the story of how he is keeping his hens laying during the winter. Palmer noticed that whenever eggs assumed a high price his hens would stop laying, and, after thinking the matter over, he determined that the price had a great deal to do with the work of the hens. When eggs took-jheir recent jump Palmer put up a large sign* in his henhouse, reading: “Eggs, 10 cents a dozen.” He declares that the sign has done the work and that, while eggs are bringing 48 cents a dozen, his hens are laying every day without any hesitancy.

RUSSIAN INVENTS X-RAY EYE

With It Person Can Stay at Home and Witness Performance Going On at'Theater. St. Petersburg.—Prof. Roaig, of the Institute of Technology, has announced in a public lecture a discovery which, he says, is the most remarkable ever made by a scientist. It is nothing less than an electro-tele-scopic aparatus, which gives the user what might be termed a Roentgen ray «y«. With it, says (be professor, an employer sitting In his office is able to see other parts of the building, or a theater performance can be watched at boms, while generals are enabled to watch the movements of an enemy as well as those of hie own forces. The details for the moment are withheld.

Can’t Spell Spinach.

Springfield, Mass.—ln 88,000 attempts to spell words given out In a spelling match between the grammar school grades of the Lee public school 14,000 errors were made. Spinach was missed 86 times, and tho pupils had aa equally hard time with macaroni.

cies will be so plentiful in Missouri that pheasant hunting will he permitted.

NEW YORK IS APPLE HUNGRY

Thousand Carloads of Fruit Received In Gotham During Last Year - ; -V - —Few Statistics. New York.—That New York is rapidly becoming a great apple market is evidenced by the fact that Father Knickerbocker got away with about §,OOO miles of this fruit last year, or enough to reach nearly twice across the continent Of course New Yorkers did not actually consume all these millions of apples, part of them being shipped to other apple-hungty districts, but New Yorkers nevertheless managed to get a surprisingly large proportion. Nearly 1,000 carloads of this fruit were received during the year, some coining from what is known as the up-state district and others from points as far distant as the Pacific coast. Ten thousand carloads represent something like twelve miles of cars and locomotives on the hauling end.The boxes themselves in which the fruit is packed, figuring 700 to the car, would, if laid end to end, reach 250 miles and contain enough lumber to inclose the city’s biggest office building. The apples average about 126 to the box, and the nidividual fruit totals in the neighborhood of 100,000,000.

BUILDING JERSEY COW ROUTE

Kansas Farmers Building Electrical Railroad In Missouri With Animal as Mark. Kansas City, Mo. —The farmers who are building the electric railroad from Springfield to Joplin with branches to ML Vernon and Pierce City, have adopted a Jersey cow as their trademark and have named their road the Jersey Cow route. The cow appears on all the stationery of the company and will be spread rampant in yellow paint on all the rolling stock of the company. It is expected that the company’s line will be in operation by the latter part of 1911. Several attempts were made in years gone by to build an electric line over the route, but the regular type of lnterurban promoters never could get the farmers interested. Then J. I. Woodfill, a retired railroad man who owns a big farm near Springfield, took up the plan with his brother farmers and mare than a year ago the company was organised. Now the work is well under way. The stock is all owned by farmers who will be patrons of the road.

King Manuel Gets Diary.

London. —A tin box containing 2ft small volumes of King Manuel's diary bas been forwarded to bim at Wood Norton. It appears that the king has kept a diary slnoe bis early infancy. Each volume is bound in morocco leather, and bas a silver lock and key.

Loves It Like Weston.

Bristol, Pa.—Over 70 years of age, W. K. Darts of Jefferson avenue walked from Kensington to Bristol la four hours, and could have hiked 10 miles further.

AROUND CAMP THE FIRE

STONE MASKS HERO’S GRAVE Monument Erected by Government Shows Its Appreciation of Services Rendered by Shields. To have served as senator from three states and as governor of a fourth is a distinction that has come to only one man in the history of the United States. And yet for nearly thirty years that man, Gen. James H. Shields, whose military record was even more illustrious ttihn his record as a statesman, lay in an- almost forgotten and unmarked grave. He was the first territorial governor of Oregon, he served a full term as senator fnfm Illinois, he was one of the first two senators from Minnesota and he served out an unexpired term as senator from Missouri. He went into ** the Mexican war a brigadier general and served with such distinction that his sword found ready acceptance and he was commissioned a brigadier general at the outbreak of the Civil war. General Shields Berved four states and his adopted country {he was Irish born) both faithfully and well, and doubtless had public attention been called earlier to the neglect of his grave in St. Mary’s cemetery at Carrol, Mo., congress would have been quicker to show, by a monument, its appreciation of his services. However, when Representative Rucker of Missouri Introduced a bill at the last session of congress to appropriate $3,000 for that purpose, it was quickly passed. The monument was unveiled November 12. General Shields was one of the many young Irishmen who came to America in the generation that preceded the Civil war and gave their adopted country cause to feel proud of them. He was born in County. Tyrone, December 12, 1810. About the age of sixteen young Shields emigrated to the Ufiited States and finished his education. He studied law and began practise at Kaskaskia, 111., in 1832. He rapidly achieved professional distinction and having entered politics was elected to the legislature in 1836. In 1839 he was elected state auditor and in 1843 was appointed Judge of the supreme, court of Illinois. He held the latter office two years and resigned to accept the appointment of commissioner of the general land office on Was iington. At the outbreak of the Mexican

war Shields was given a brigadier's commission and commanded, first a brigade of Illinois troops, later commanding a brigade composed of marines and New York and South Carolina volunteers. He served under Gen. Zachary Taylor, Gen. Winfield Scott and General Wool and was wounded at Cerro Gordo and in the storming of Chapuitepec. For gallantry in the latter action he was breveted a major general. General Shields was mustered out of service in 1848 and shortly afterwards was appointed the first territorial governor of Oregon. While serving in the office he was elected senator from Illinois and served out lus full term. After quitting the senate he moved to Minnesota, where he speedily became prominent in politics and, on the admission of that state, he was elected senator for the short term, serving two years, from 1887 to 1869. Quitting the senate again he went to California and engaged in mining, and was thus engaged when the Clvn war broke out. Promptly he offered hi* afford and was commissioned a brigadier general. He was In a number of the bloodiest battles, and is credited with being the only man who ever defeated Stonewall Jackson. At his own request he was relieved of his command in the army and went to California, where he remained until tbe close of the war. He then chose Missouri as bis borne, settling In Carroll county, living on a farm a few miles east of Carrollton In peaceful retirement until 1874, when he was choeen to represent the county In the legislature. In January. 1879, he was chosen by the Missouri legislature to All the unexpired term of Senator L. V. Bogy, which expired March. 1879. H« died at Ob ttunwa in 1879