Evening Republican, Volume 15, Number 110, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 9 May 1911 — Page 2

William Acquires Wisdom

Although William Gaylord had a penchant for producing none-too-clever abort stories and halt-and-lame verse, no one in Toddy town knew thia except pretty-,. Mamie Montclair, a girl who won secrets from confidential admirers only to give them freely to the world. Gaylord the serious, angular, spectacled William—had long traveled conspicuously in the train of Mamie’s admirers, and although she deigned him barely more than a curt nod and pleasant salutation on any occasion, there were those who averred that she cared more for him than for all the others. The Montclair damsel was a thorn In the sides of the envious feminine contingent of the town. When Mamie, a gawky girl in pigtails, had been thrust upon a train and sent to Mrs. Gentry’s finishing school at Savannah there was no one to prophesy the mighty change that was to take place In her during her two seasons with the famous southern beauty maker. Mrs. Gentry deplored Mamie’s dlmlnutiveness, but she marveled much over the maid’s complexion, and astutely saw great possibilities In her dark but clumsy braids. There had been no bevies of men admirers In those days. Willie Gaylord had peered mistily at the departing one through thick and ugly glasses—and he had been all! His hand had gripped hers in a tight clasp, and after several attempts he had - convulsively spoken a formal goodby, and hurried away. Mamie was young, but she had understood. Now It was different. Willie was only an humble one in the group of fluttering male moths around the flame st Mamie’s personality. At least this seemed to be the existing condition to the denser brains of the men who watched. With the women it was " different They could see the trend of Mamie’s thought. Much of the Montclair currency—the family coffers were kept replenished from the profits of a factory manufacturing popular hand soap—was spent upon Mamie. She was given trips abroad, seasons in the metropolis; yachts and automobiles were at her disposal, and, in fact, anything for which she wished was laid at her little feet She ran the gamut of innocent pleasures. She sounded the depths of every man’s effection —that is, every man except the slim, narrowchested William. Serenely he watched her trimphs, but his lips remained mute. In these days William had begun to destroy much good white paper, and with two fingers he was laboriously, painfully, learning the intricacies of the typewriter. His attempts at fiction were crude, his unskilled pencil generally building a stick for a hero and a frump or a heroine. His stuff was unreal, lifeless. His effusions hastened promptly back when submitted to the magazines. It was well that the Gaylord fortune was large—ample enough to allow the attenuated youth to favor his profitless fad. There was no money in the production of fiction for William. Just before Mamie had taken leave of Toddytown on another suddenschemed, mother-chaperoned trip across the seas she had given the youth a whole afternoon. William had not wholly improved his opportunities. He had not spoken a word of love. He had, however, broken into the crypt of his heart to parade his ambitious secret to her. Mamie Montclair had listened serenely to the budding genius. “Have you sold any of your stories?’’ she asked, deftly arranging a dark curl. “Not yet,” acknowledged William bravely; “but I have received two letters from editors —outside of the regular run of refusal slips, you know — asking me to submit more of my work.” “Keep it up," encouraged the girl. “I —I am sure you can win. if—if only you will believe in yourself. You haven’t enough self-confidence.” She blushed at some subtle thought not plain to the admiring Gaylord, who was now watching her with admiring eyes. “I believe I can do much —if you want me to,” he said simply, and this was as near sentiment as he approached during the afternoon, although the forelock of opportunity dangled temptingly time and again before his fingers. After Mamie had been gone for some time, there came back to Gaylord a letter bearing a foreign stamp. Willie recognized the handwriting. “From her,” he murmured, and as there was no one there to see. he pressed his lips to the envelope. Mamie* i| seemed, was interested in Willie’s ambition to become one of the producers of popular fiction. She wished to keep in touch with him, to learn of his triumphs, to condole with him over his failures, to encourage him. Some of this was implied; some boldly told him in frank sentences. Through the letter, however, ran a thread of romance, not wholly agreeable to the youth. “I have met a perfect dear of a man here,” the girl wrote. “He la g duke or a count or something, and

By STACY E. BAKER

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he is just too sweet! He shows me marked attention.” Several o(her allusions were made to this scion of nobility; so many, in fact, that William felt impelled to answer promptly—and he gave much space in his effusion to the “national duty of an American girl, viz., to marry an American.” In a tardy answer to this she spoke again of the count —it now seemed that he bore this title —and assured her old ToddytoWn friend that he was different from the usual run of small fry lordlings. This count, said Mamie, was a perfect gentleman. In a timid sentence she confessed that the count was even then with them —he had joined her party. They were in France. Latent personality developed in William Gaylord. He wrote angrily and demanded that the girl scan tte scores of alliances contracted between American dollars and continental blue blood and write him if she found a truly successful one. He bluntly—and brutally—insisted that her count was thinking only of her money in his wooing and not of her personal charms. Between letters he savagely dashed off a story with an American girl as heroine, a messalliance as motif, and a lover who literally beat the coroneted husband to a pulp and dragged the girl-wjfe away to an American divorce colony. An editor bought this promptly and sent the cynic a substantial check. Gaylord was the frenzied recipient of just one more teasing letter —and then Mamie came home. “Well,” roared William —a strong jawed, harshed-featured W’illiam, witi cold gray knobs of polished steel it lieu of eyes scintillating behind th, thick glasses. “I suppose you broughi that idiot along with you.” Mamie stared. “If you mean the count,” she an swered meekly, “I didn’t You seemec so —so set against it that I didn't dare.” She lowered her eyes. They were on the vine-covered ve randa of the Montclair mansion—an< alone. “Say! I’ve sold a story!” In his elation Gaylord abruptly changed the subject “I—l am glad,” whispered the girl She still stood before him, a diminu tive goddess of beauty with eyes low ered. “I —I told you you could win—if you would.” Gaylord came resolutely up anc closed fierce arms about her. “I’m going to marry you," he said loudly. “And—and no darned couni can butt in.” Such was the manner of Gaylord’i wooing.

Nightcaps Coming Back.

Nightcaps, the solace of our fathen and our grandfathers, have gone out of fashion. No one—or but few —weai these cosy overalls for bald heads tha' were considered indispensable a gen eratlon ago or so. A gentleman who likes to sleep witt his bedroom window open, but whe cannot because he catches cold ii his bald pate, sought all over Nev York for nightcaps lately. In one bij department store he found thUm. H< was inquiring for “children’s cap: made of stockinette or something o that sort.” The saleswoman cross-ex amined him so rigidly that he uncon sciously lifted his hat. "Oh, you meai nightcaps,” she exclaimed. “We’re th« only store in New York that keeps ’em. They’re coming into use again Where we sold a dozen last year we’re selling a hundred now. Fresh air That’s the answer.”—New York Sun

Exporting Walnut Trees.

Walnut trees are becoming scarcer from year to year in eastern Pennsylvania. owing to the high prices they command. Exporters make systemat ic tours through the rural regions, buy ing up all the walnut trees that can be had. They pay SSO to SIOO a tree or even more if the specimen is par ticularly attractive. A big walnut tret on the Hutchinson estate, in Chelten ham, has just been cut down and th« timber will be shipped abroad. A Wil mington exporter of • walnut logs bought this and other trees in th< vicinity. These logs, it is said, are tc be manufacturer into gun stocks ir France. Formerly walnut timber was in demand in Europe, principally foi use in making veneer for furniture.

How the Ostrich Travels.

Ordinarily two feet is the stride of the ostrich, but when the bird is frightened it is known to have run 30 miles an hour. When it runs it takes both feet off the ground at every stride; its progress being made in a series of jumps so rapidly performed that it seems one foot Is on the ground while the other is placed. Birds of lesser leg length usually cover four or five feet of ground at every normal step.

A Suggestion.

“My little boy can give a perfect Imitation of a phonograph.” “Why don’t you send him out on the vaudeville circuit?” “Do you think he would make a bitr “No. but anything la better th a * having him around the house.”

DESTRUCTION OF NEW YORK’S MAGNIFICENT STATE HOUSE

ALTHOUGH the financial damage caused by the fire that wrecked the great capitol building of New York at Albany amounted to millions of dollars, the chief loss cannot be estimated in dollars and is irreparable. This resulted from the burning of vast quantities of historical documents that had been accumulating for more than two hundred years. The accompanying photograph was taken at 3:30 a. m. and shows the whole rear of the capitol in flames. The high tower seen to the right fell during the morning.

NEED MORE LEISURE

Long Hours of Working fiirls Cause Freak Ideas. Dr. Caroline Hedger Makes Plea for Adoption of Amendment to Women’s Ten-Hour Law, Giving Time to Think of Doing*. , •■■■■ Chicago.—More leisure as a cure for women’s craving for-“rats,” puffs and high heels was advocated by Dr. Caroline Hedger in a talk before the members of the Women’s Trade Union league. Her subject was “The Cost of Long Hours for Women,” and she intimated that one of the results of long hours was an inordinate desire for “overdressing” and for appearing in freakish costumes. The speaker made a plea for the adoption of the amendment to the women’s ten-hour law, making the limitation of hours 54 a week, which would, she said, give working women more time to think of “some of their doings and mend their ways.” “Women who work need more time for their religious duties, for their family, and for the development of the best that is in them,” said Doctor Hedger. “If working women had lnore time they wouldn’t do the things they do now. “They wouldn’t wear high heels and strut around with rats and puffs. Thank heavens, I never had time to buy a rat If the women had more time to study art and life there would be few rats worn and they wouldn’t wear freakish ’hand-me-down suits’ that are made the same for thousands and without any more individuality than a thousand. “What do we women aim at as women? We wish to attain and maintain economic efficiency. We wish to have social and family relations and we wish to have an effect on the future. “Nothing affects us so vitally as fatigue, which may be classified as normal and abnormal, and fatigue is the result of mental and bodily action. A certain amount of work is necessary for the muscular and circulatory functions, but overwork increases the fatigue stuffs in the system and ends in a physical breakdown. “The fatigue stuffs are poisons that must be taken out and kept out of the system to maintain economic efficiency. The main w’ay to dispose of the fatigue stuffs is by sleep. Fatigue can be reduced by the taking of food, but sleep is the main cure. More time is needed by the workingwoman for sleep. “You can’t lose six hours’ sleep one night without paying it back. If yen don’t pay it back soon then you will have to pay it back with interest later on, and you may overdraw your bank, account of health and go bankrupt. “Nothing produces fatigue among working women like the work of the standing trades such as waitresses and store clerks. I have seen a waitress in a Chicago restaurant fall asleep standing on her feet behind the lunch counter. These trades produce the ’flat foot.’ » “Nothing impairs economic efficiency so much as the’flat foot,* which sometimes is produced by some of the prevailing styles of shoes. Working women must have more leisure tiine to learn these things. “Girls should be taught in school how to feed and care for babies, cook food, and keep house. Women must feed their husbands or they win go to the saloon to satisfy the craving.”

New Cable Service Begins.

Rio Janeiro, Brazil. —The German government’s direct cable line from Emden, Germany, to Pernambuco, Brazil, by way of Monrovia. Liberia, began operation the other day.

NEW YORK STATE CAPITOL BURNING

SEEK NEW GATES TO HEAVEN

New York’s Famous Church for Millionaires About to Close Its Doors —Gould Was Member. ’ New York. —The “millionaire’s gate to heaven” will be closed when the famous West Presbyterian church, which has counted among its parishioners Russell Sage, Jay Gould, J. Hood Wright, Alfred H. Smith, E. Francis Hyde, Seth Thomas, H. M. Flagler, Robert Jaffray and a score of other wealthy men, representing $750,000,000, to which fact is due its irreverent title, shuts its doors. The famous landmark opposite Bryant park on Forty-second street, is to give way to a. modern skyscraper. She church organization will consolidate with the Park Presbyterian church. Its greatest success was during the incumbency of Dr. John R. Paxton, the soldier preacher, who occupied the pulpit from 1881 to 1893, when charges and counter charges which led to his resignation caused a split in the church. His vigorous sermons gave the church a great reputation and crowded it to its doors at •very service. Jay Gould was brought into this church by--his daughter, Helen, after she had heard Dr. Paxton preach, and he, in turn, persuaded Russell Sage to join. These two financiers were followed by many others, some of whom are still members and officials.

Has Record as Traveler.

Sioux Falls, S. D. —The state record as a long-distance traveler while acting as a mail carrier is claimed by J. W. Barnum, a veteran mail carrier, who resides at White Lake. Almost continuously for a period of 24 years he has been a mail carrier in that part of the state and during that period it is estimated he traveled an aggregate of about 200,000 miles, or a distance equal to eight times around the globe.

SPRAYED TREES CHASE BEES

Apiarists in Connecticut Who Have Lost Honey Gatherers Advance Theory for Disappearance. Hampton, Conn. —Bee keepers tn this section are fearful that the honeystoring industry is to be a failure the coming season, and on comparing notes they are becoming convinced that the trouble is due to the spraying of trees, especially apples and other fruit trees, while in bloom or just before the opening of the blossoms. City Clerk A. C. Scripture of Willimantic, who was one of the first to make the assertion, states that in the winter of 1909 he took especially good care of his hives, kept them well covered during the severe weather, fed the bees as necessity demanded, and in the spring the little honey gatherers came out in prime condition, so that when the apple trees began to blossom they Mere in trim to make a vigorous attack on the hidden sweetness. He supposed the bees were storing honey as in former years and paid little attention to them for two or three weeks. When he did visit them, he was surprised to find very few bees about the hives. At first he thought nothing of it, reasoning that they were out gathering honey. The next time he looked over the hives was at a time of day when the bees should have been about their quarters in large numbers. He was surprised to find even fewer than he did before. Investigation disclosed that the bees were practically all gone. It was too early in the season for them to swarm, and there were no Indications about

GROWTH OF TRAFFIC ON SUEZ

Canal Navigation Greatly Improved Since 1869—Original Tariff Reduced Several Times. Port Said.—According to a semiofficial advance of the annual report of the Suez canal, there has been an interesting increase In traffic through the canal during the fiscal year of 1909-10. In that year 4,239 vessels, of a net tonnage of 15,407,527, passed through the canal, as compared with 3,795 vessels, of 13,633,283 tons, in 1908. Of these 2,911 were merchant ships, 972 mail steamers and 104 men-of-war transports. The mean net tonnage has risen from 1,000 to 1871 to 2,000 in 1890, and to 3,635 in 1909. The receipts for 1910 were the highest yet reached since the opening of the canal, amounting to 524,128,595.40, as against $21,690,447 in 1908. The average time of transit for a mail steamer has been fifteen hours and for a cargo boat eighteen hours. In 1909 the average for all vessels was seventeen hours thirteen minutes, and 97 per cent, of the ships were navigated by night as well as day. The number of British ships in 1909 was 69 per cent, and in net tonnage 62 per cent., an increase on 1908. The German percentage was 14 and 15, respectively; and the Netherlands 5.8 per cent, and 5.2 per cent., respectively. The original tariff for laden ships was $2 a ton in 1839; in 190 G it was $1.55, and there is to be a further reduction _o $1.45 in 1911. For ships in ballast the tariff has always been a fraction of a cent less. The $2 rate a head for passengers has never been changed. The navigable dimensions In 1909 were practically double what they were in 1869. The original depth was eight meters, the original bottom width 22 meters, while now the minimum depth is 9% meters and the bottom width 30 meters. The khedlve’s shares, which were purchased by the British government in 1875 for $20,383,110, are now worth about $170,000,000, and bring an annual revenue of over $5,000,000.

the hive that they had died, no dead bees being In sight. Inquiring of other bee keepers, Mr. Scripture learned that he was not the only one who was losing bees, and that others had concluded that the spray applied to fruit trees to kill the tiny moths which infect the blossoms, and later the fruit, was doing equally effective work In killing off the honey bees.

CANNIBAL CROW IS KILLED

New Jersey Man Who Lost 300 Eggs Traps Bird and Hangs Body on Tree as Warning. New York. —A crow which had been robbing the hennery of John J. Maynard at West Caldwell, N. J., for three or four weeks was caught in the act the other day. Maynard estimated that the bird hgd taken the inner works from fully 300 eggs. Beginning early this month, Maynard every day found eggs broken —not only those freshly laid, but those under setting hens. Only the shells were left. “Rats.” said Maynard, not slangily, seriously. The other day he went to the hen house after breakfast A par tient watch of five hours was rewarded. A crow flew in through a gable hole and made for pigeons. The crow flew to a nest and destroyed a new egg. Maynard leaped out and beat down the ravenous marauder with a broom. Wringing its neck he hung the crow on a tree close to the hennery as a warning.

ARE WOMEN TO BE PITIED?

Prominent Authoress Says They Have Hard Time, While Men Have the ; Beet of Everything. “Men have the best of everything," says a prominent authoress who has never before given any evidence of harboring a grouch. **They always have, they always will. They are a foxey crew. You can’t get the best of them. They got things started their way. Women are selfish. Why shouldn’t women share the sweet uplifting joys of dishwashing and cleaning the gas range? Why bar poor father from these enlivening pursuits? Why may he not make the curtains, dust the bricky-brack, and keep a stern eye over the Icebox and the garbage pail? Answei me that? "If she mends his socks, why not let him darn hers? No use in being piggy. She lays out his hope-to-die clothes and never murmurs, but he can’t hook a double back action gown without distributing profanity in job lots. "A woman must see that the paste-i board cover is on the cream bottle and) the laundry list is made out correctly. Her pictures or books or music are not to be considered. She must see to it that the cook does not give all the chocolate cake to her beau—at least half must remain in the family’s possession. If a woman is literary shot must not look literary. She can’t event have that satisfaction. She must bet a womanly woman. “The men are great jokers. They graciously protect us from voting, but] how kindly they let us scrub the kitch-l en floor, hang to straps in the street] car, and push the baby carriage. They! do not think it is good for us to go to! the theater often because that keeps us up nights, but we can take care of! teething twins until the cows coma home and wander away again. “There is one consoling thought Iq the matter, and that is that men think we are smarter than they are. They must think so, else they wouldn’t expect so much of us. A man thinks ha does well if he is a good lawyer or al good something else, but bless your bloomin’ soul, a woman has to ba mother, nurse, teacher, dressmaker, milliner, advisory board' on business matters and run a porterhouse steak establishment on a soupbone income. “When father moseys home mother must be sweet and smiling, never tired or blue. She must be calm, serene, beautifully dressed. In other words, she must have a smile with which to greet his manly grouch.”

New England Weather.

From an address by Mark Twain? "There is a sumptuous variety about the New England weather that compels the stranger’s admiration —and! regret The weather is always doing something there; always getting up new designs and trying them on thd people to see how they will go. But It gets through more business In spring than in any other season. In the spring I have counted 136 kinds of weather Inside of four and twenty hours. It was I that made the fame and fortune of that man that had that marvelous collection of weather on exhibition at the Centennial that so astounded the foreigners. He wad going to travel all over the world and get specimens from all the climes. I said: ‘Don’t you do it; you come to New England on a favorable spring day.’ I told him what we could do In the way of style, variety and quantity. Well, he came, and he made his collection in four days. As to variety —why, he confessed that he got hundreds of kinds of weather that he had: never heard of before. And as to quantity—well, after he had picked out and discarded all that were blemished in any way he not only had weather enough, but weather to spare; weather to hire out; weather to sell; to deposit; weather to invest; weather to give to the poor.’’

Servants Have a Newspaper.

A new spirit of Independence observable of late among Viennese servants, both maids and men, Is attributed to a new weekly journal called the Servants’ Review. Viennese mistresses express dismay at its appearance. The new journal calls upon all domestics to organize themselves and thus obtain a weapon by which wages can be raised and conditions of work Improved. All ill treated and oppressed servants are Invited to pour their woes Into the ears of the editor, who offers them the consolation of printing the names and addresses of hard-hearted masters and mistresses. Some of the cases of alleged injustice thus revealed seem barely creditable. Subscribers to the journal are allowed to advertise for Situations tree of charge, and notes ofi footmen's balls and concerts for maids of all work are features of the publication. — z

Why He Tarries.

“Why is your friend staying so long In New York?” “I don’t know —haven’t heard which of the two reasons is keeping him.” “Which, of the two?” “Yes; whether he Is having too good a time 'to come away, or na» spent all his money and can’t get away."

Juvenile Theory.

Sunday School Teacher—What are sins, Harold? Small Harold —Parents. Sunday School Teacher —Why, how do you make that out? Small Harold —Well, the good book says, ‘Be sure your sins will find you out," and that’s what parents are always doing. z