Evening Republican, Volume 16, Number 27, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 31 January 1912 — Page 3

MINISTER IN JAIL; WIFE SCRUBWOMAN

Women of Husband’s Former Flock Snub Her When She Does Their Work BECAUSE HER HUSBAND, the Rev. Edgar E. Bayliss, a prominent minister of Somerville, Mass., is serving a three months' sentence for libel in the East Cambridge Jail, Mrs. Elizabeth E. Bayliss, sixty-two years old, has been forced not only to become a scrubwoman, but to bear up with what she calls unchristian-like conduct on the part of people she formerly numbered among her friends. The minister who was pastor of a Congregational church, was sent to jail because he wae unable to pay a |250 fine imposed asa libel suit brought against the Rev. Mr. Bayliss by former Mayor John Woods of Somerville. The clergyman was accused of having Inspired a story printed in the Somerville Sun charging Woods with having been drung at a Fourth of July picnic two years ago. Since her husband began his life In a cell at East Cambridge his aged wife has had to work for a livtng. One day she is a scrubwoman, and on another she is a laundress. Frequently she has to work in the homes of members of her husband’s congregation —homes to which she used to go as a welcome friend of the family. She says that few of her former friends speak to her.

FORGETS BRIDE’S NAME AT THE LICENSE OFFICE

A flustered Irishman walked Into the office of the boarff of health, and vital statistics in Jersey City and dropped wearily into a chair. “Ahem!” he said, turing a beautiful red. “I want a marriage license for myself and mo girl.” x “What Is your name?” asked Michael MscGlynn, assistant Registrar. “Patrick Hanley," was the reply. “And what is the young lady’s name?” Hanley looked dazed for a moment and then blurted out, ■ "I’ve plumb ■forgot.” "Better take a little walk and perhaps you’ll remember,’’ suggested McGlynn. Hanley went Into the corridor outside the office and communed with himself. He returned five minutes later and said. “Her name is Nora Conlan with an ‘a,’ and I wish ye’d get a move on, as I’Ve got to be at St' Patrick’s Church at 7 o’clock tonight or there’ll be trouble.” He got his certificate In a, hurry and started on a hike for Nora's house.

A GENTLE TIP.

They were sitting on the bathingbeach at the summer resort. He was very bashful, and he had let countless opportunities slip by. "Isn’t this sand wonderful?” he said, after a moment’s lull in the conversation. "Wonderful!” she replied. “And Just think, there is bo much here going to waste when so many people need some in their systems!” Then he caught on—and caught up! —Lippincott’s.

WHY HE DIED.

A sewickley man’s young daughter, aged nine, remarked at the table the otflier day: “Father, if you did not chew tobacco you would live longer.” To which the father replied: "Daughter, yOur grandfather chewed tobacco all his life and he lived to be 79. Your brother never chewed or smoked and he only lived to be eeven year a o f age."

A BAD EGG.

“He always was a bad egg, but nobody seemed to notice it while he was rich.” “Yes, he was all right until he was broke.”

FATAL SPOT.

"If you'd move out to our suburb you’d never live anywhere else.” “I Know it. I’ve known several of your residents who tried to escape to a healthier climate, but died before they could make it.”

IN PAIRS.

News Brief —Red devil, fifty miles an hour, two joy riders, two chorus girls, two bottles of champagne, 2 o’clock, two funerals.—Nashville Tennesseean.

A Sure Test.

On a pleasant Sunday afternoon an old German and hie youngest son were seated in the village inn. The father had partaken liberally of the home-brewed beer, and was warning his son against the evils of intemperance. “Never drink too much, my son. A gentleman stops when he has enough. To be drunk is a disgrace.” "Yea, Father, but how can I tell when I have enough or am drunk?” The old man pointed with his finger. “Do you see those two men sitting in the corner? If you should see four men there, you would be drunk." The boy looked long and earnestly. “Yes, Father, but—but —there is only one man in that co. her.” —Lippincott’s. \ .

Reasonable Fear.

“John, is that you?” ’ < “Yeah, Mary.” . “What are you doing down there? Why don’t .you come up to bed?” "I’m afraid of gettln’ hurt on these darned revolvin’ stalrsh.” Chicago Record-Herald.

The Ideas of a School Girl

I wish that every girl who reads these lines would think of them as comlng -from the pen of another girl, who has a girt's-' thoughts and aspirations. I am in the society ot girls ’ every day, and I am only expressing my opinion of what I hear and see. I know that in every girl’s heart there is an expectation of the time when her particular Knight shall come riding out of the wood, and take her out of this hard, matter-of-fact realm into a new life. Yes the girls think of this, and talk of It *oo, as every normal girl should. But we, most of us, never think to prepare. Girls, when "he” does come "he” will want your love. You know that and spec*: of it. But stop to think what love you have to give him. A great, great many of you are throwing .it away, and never dream it. You are wasting it on every other boy who crosses your path. I know several, no many, good, sweet girls who only,need to see a nice looking boy once or twice, and they immediately “ have a bad case.” It is shocking, but it is true. You say that there is no harm, that it only lasts a few days. Yes but dear girls, this occurs on an average; of _jeyery eight weeks, as, 1 have noticed. I know this to be true and will venture to say one girl out of every ten in this city “falls in love,” or what they call love at least six times a year. Now, when the time comes that we want our love to give to the above mentioned knight, what will we find? The purest, sweetest thing that God has given us has been so soiled and crumpled that we are ashamed to offer It as the precious gift it should be. We often hear the simile, “Love Is a Rose.” How proud we shall be, some morning, to pluck our rose, and find it fresh and sweet, with the dew still clinging to it. And, on, what a disappointment if it is besmirched and wiltdd, all its bean'ty and tragrance hriisfrCu off by being passed from hand to hand. Now, let us think before we allow another ruthless hand to caress our rose, just how, we wish to ctfer it —fresh or faded.

A Blow to Sympathy

OF RECENT YEARS women have become so .self controlled that they now violate tradition. They do not take on as they formerly took ° n when there was a death or any other sorrow Of any kind, and the almost Incredible story is told by Mrs. Lysander John Appleton that she has attended seven funerals this year, and not at one of them was it necessary to fan the chief mourner! And she is justly indignant. “I have fanned mourners all the way to the cemetery and back so often,” she said, “that I know I have expressed iny sympathy in this way for a distance of 3,000 miles. “I have soaked enough handkerchiefs to cover the Rocky Mountain range and the tears I have shed while telling a woman in sorrow to be resigned and not scream so loud, would float a battleship. “But what do 1 baar now? That the chief mourner needs no fanning, no one to wipe her teirs away, positively refuses to let friends come in and take charge of,the house, will accept no pies sent in in a neighborly spirit of consolation, and talks-of all lack of psychic necessity for emotion! “What are »e coming to? Is the day coming when women will have trouble w<th a living husband, or bury a dead one, without a tear? Is there to be no joy left on earth for the frier® who longs to take in a plum pie, and hear all about the affliction, “Is this perfect control of the emotions a peculiarity of this climate, or Is It prevailing all over the United States? “Things are indeed coming to a pretty pass when a woman passes through an affliction with dry eyes and her hat on straight!”

Emergency Beef Tea.

One pound of shredded beef, one pint of water, place the meat in a saucepan with cold water, stir it to separate the meat, and allow the water to extract the juice. Leave foi ten minutes, V l ® ll place over a moderate fire, and stir till it simmers, then pour off the liquid, remove the fat from the surface with paper, anr serve at once. LITTLE SPICE CAKES—The house keeper who has plenty of sour cream at her command can quickly make these delicious little spice cakes. Put together in the order given a half cupful of butter, one cupful and a half of sugar, one-quarter of a teaspoonful each of mace and cloves, one teaspoonful of cinnamon, a scant half teaspoonful of salt, one cupful of thick sout cream, a half teaspoonful of scda dissolved in a teaspoonful of warm water, one egg, one-quarter of a cupful of corn starch mixed with one pint of entire wheat flour and one cupful of seeded raisins Bake this in gem nans in a hot oven BOILED DRESSING—Beat two eggs, add a half cupful of warm water, a half teaspoonful of salt, a dash of cayenne a quarter of a teaspoonfui of sifted dry mustard and four tablespoonfuls of cider or tarragon vinegar Stir over a slow fire in a double boiler until smooth and very thick, add one-quarter of a cupful of butter, stir until it is absorbed, then strain and chill. When needed, thin a portion of the dressing with cream, or stir Into it an equal amount of stiffly whipped cream. The latter mixture is especially good with an apple and nut salad.

A Mistake.

< Circulation Man—That woman whc wanted her name kept out of the paper yesterday has subscription Editor —Why, we kept her name out. . . C. M.—That’s the answer..

OUT OF THE MOUNTAIN’S MIST.

By Elelle Becker.

There was an empty tin pan on the floor of the cabin. John Railsback Alexander, M. A., was washing his dishes. Just then his big St Bernard lifted his head in an attitude of listening. The' scholar listened, too, his dishcloth poised in air. Someone was coming down the solitary mountain road. Needless to say, visitors were Tare —so uie that the young Briton left his homely task and stood in the doorway. “A visitor wouldn't be bad, old fellow, eh?” as he patted the dog’s great shoulders. “This is the kind of night we get lonesome.” The sound of footsteps hushed. “Shall we go look for ’em? This mist really is next thing to English.’’ And they started out, John bareheaded and in his shirt sleeves, which were rolled up about his strong arms. The trail was & careless thing, like a whimsical, hoydenish girl frolicking through the timbered hills; sound had not far to go, from the ravines, but feet were not so fortunate as this Jgjfil; So it was sometime dog, bounding= ahead, stopped under “the yellow tree,” the delight of the secluded critics eye, and where he did' a great deal of his work. The joyful bark that soon followed made the Englishman hasten, wondering. In a moment he came upon them; the dog and a young woman mutually affectionate. “Why, Juliet Hittel —where—how—” “Oh, John! is that you? Why—where —how ' “For heaven’s sake, Juliet how long have you been out here? You are not alone?” “No; I got lost, and " Juliet was so nervous and unstrung she, could scarcely get-the words out, and -fa-her relief clung to Alexander as if he understood without words —he always had. With a gesture of abandon he drew her to hi~; tnen, remembering, his arm dropped and his voice became cold. “I forgot that a trip across the Atlantic is nothing to you—it was my first, you know. I live up here on the side of the mountain. Where did you get lost from him?” ........ . ■ “I didn’t know he was gone, and then, all at once I found I was alone, and it was so bea”tiful where I stood that for a moment I forgot I was lost ” Alexander clenched his hands. It seemed a long time before he and the dog, having taken Juliet to the cabin, got started on the hunt. He hallowed many times. At last he heard an answer 'way over beyond the cluster of pines. "Coming!” he shouted, between his hands. When the dog barked a few rods ahead of him, the man who loved Juliet Hittel so well that he left England bee use he could not bear to see her the wife of another,-set his jaws firmly. What he wanted to say, at first sight of the traitor who had robbed him of Juliet by a trici the explanation of which would have almost ruined her brother, was, “I want to kill you, hut because of Juliet I won’t But a voice said, “Hello,* Alex! by gad, is that you?” And John Railsback Alexander was actually hugged by a strapping young fellow, which left him so astounded he could say nothing in reply. "He&fd—yo& were Brought sis over on purpose. Lost her on purpose. Joke's on her.” •‘Charley’Hittel, are you mad?” “By g: d, now, Alex M. A. you’re a grateful cuss. Oh, Lord, is it possible, man, that you don’t know Juliet didn’t marry Ashburton? Heard of your bal-. ( ly foolishness. Gave him the finest drubbing ever. Nobody’s seen him since.” John Rainsback Alexander, M. actually embraced the boy.

Pennywise Peter.

Dr. Britton D. Evans, the brilliant alienist, said at a recent dinner in New York: “Then there is the cunning lunatic, of whom there used to exist a good example in Bridgetown. “There was a half-witted youth J® Bridgetown to whom the neighboring farmers liked to offer a penny and a nickel. “Gathered about him in a circle on market one day, the farmers, one alter another, would say: " 'Now whichTl ye have, Peter? Here’s a cent —here’s a nickel —take yer choice.’ -7 “ “And the foolish Peter invariably would ctoose the cent rather than the nickel, and the farmers before such incredible foolishness would roar with laughter, double in two, and slap their legs noisily with their brown hands. “ ‘Peter,’ I said one day to the lunatic, ‘why is it that you always take the cent instead of the nickel?’ "Peter grinned a very cunning grin. " 'Suppose I took the nickel,' said he, *would I ever get a chance to take another one?’ ” ' . Said she—Bid you leave your heart behind you at the seashore last summer? Said Ee—No. The only thing I left behind was my trunk. —Chicago News.

His Private Opinion.

She (on the beach)—What do you think of my bathing suit, Mr. Prudent? He—Well, I —er —think it’s built a trifle too far above the sea level.—Chicago News. -'"7/:.

Poor Daysey Mayme

IF DAYSEY MAYME Appleton were to fall in the river, and drown, and her body be picked up twenty miles away, the police would have a hard time determining her name, for the slues would be as tangled as a drunken spider's web. ' Her own underwear is embroidered TX M. A.” but she borrows so often from her mother that half she wears is marked “C. B. A." in indelible ink, and hare of late so many things come from the laundry marked wrong that her lingerie bears every known combination of letters from A. to Z. Her handkerchiefs bear the letters CL, H. and G„ Indicating that she was one engaged to marry men whose names begin with those letters, and she got ready for the wedding. She carries a watch engraved;/‘Darling,’’ given to her by her father before he knew her so well; “M. V. 0. P.“ Is engraved on her watch charm for a setret society at school, no one knows fust what;'her ring contains Initials denoting a society In her church, and If she is still holding on to her novel and umbrella when fished out, they will be found to contain the initials or names of some neighbor, for Daysey Mayme goes to a neighbor’s every day to borrow a book, stays till it rains and then borrows an umbrella with which to go home. d'rue, her monogram is on her belt pin, her ehopping bag, her breastpin her bracelet, a ring and a hatpin, but a Web woven by a spider suffering with delirium tremens would be easier to follow than, the combinations engravers make of one's initials. Men and women who have sat opposite Daysey Mayme in the street car, and have tried to make out her initials from the various monograms in view, have been known to clap their hands wildly to their heads and rush out of the car. The alphabet holds high carnival on Daysey Mayme, but not a letter would serve as a means of identification if anything happened to her. “But I try to look on the bright side,” said Daysey Mayme, putting buckles on her slippers engraved with a big A “Nothing in this world Is wasted, and these letters serve a purpose. . Little children riding on the cars with their mothers may learn the alphabet on some fashionably attired girl like me, and save the cost of lettering blocks and primers. It Is a grand, ennobling thought to feel that I am an Educational Bureau.”

Thimble Lore

Instead of putting worn long curtains in the rag bag, cut away worn parts, and the good part remaining will make sash curtains for kitchen windows. When drawing threads in material to be hemstitched first soap the goods where the threads are to be drawn. Make a lather and apply with a small brush, and when dry the threads will pull out easily. Those who do the bead work of any sort will find one of the cleverly devised frames for holding the strands of thread taut and equidistant as the work Is done most helpful. The work is done so much more expeditiously on a frame. When using hooks and eyes to fasten a wash dress, try sewing the hooks on the under flap and the eyes on the upper, Instead of the usual way. You will find that with this method the lap ot your gown that shows most can be Ironed flat and will have no unsightly humps where the hooks, are underneath. ' - ■- -. . ~

DIDN’T BELIEVE IN THEM.

“Do I believe in lawyers?” said the little man, bitterly. "No, sir, I do not.” , - —... “Why Is that?” somebody asked, —“Becaure;”- repite<t ~tlre little’~man, “a lawyer will never say outright what twists things about so. Suppose he wanted to tell you that two and two make four. He would bn> gin: ‘lf by that particular arithmetical rule know as addition, we desire to arrive at the sum ot two added to k two, we should find —and I say this boldly, without fear of contradiction— I repeat, we should find by that particular arithmetical formula hereinbefore mentioned —and, sir, I take all responsibility for the statement I am now about to make— that the sum of the two given, added to the other two, would be four.* No, sir, Ido not believe In lawyers.” CHOCOLATE PUFFS—Put two tablespoonfuls of butter in a saucepan with one cupful of hot water. Bring to a rapid boil, then quickly throw In one cupful of sifted pastry flour, stirring hard. The mixture will almost instantly thicken to a ball, drawing away from the sides of the saucepan. For a moment or two stir a little at ope side of the fire, then set aside, closely covered until partly cooled. Drop in an unbeaten egg and work and beat until smoothly Incorporated; add, one at a time, three’ more eggs, working and beating each until perfectly mixed before adding the next one. Beat hard for five minutes, then drop by small teasnoonfu 1b on greased pans, placing fully three Inches apart. Bake in a very moderate oven. They are done when pufJ fed to fully twice their first size and light as a feathe’ - when lifted; this will take fully forty minutes. Set aside to cool. Many a gown this year is made With yolke and unden? leeves of lace or net. This sous much more quickly than the gown. On this account it is well to sew in the yolke and sleeves by hand, so they may be easily removed when it is necessary to give them more an a sunerflcial cleansing. Before taking them out, however, outline witty a thread yolk and sleeves just where they are sewed into place. This done, it la a* very simple matter, after the laundering Is completed, to return the yolk ana sleeves. '/• On some of the new evening gowns tar appears on tunics, skirt edge, and waist and is ghown in contrasting color to the dress.

Lysander John Is Peeved

IN A COMMENDABLE spirit of hospitality Lysander John Appleton hung out a latch string a few weeks ago and whea be drew it in yesterday he found there were seven kin hanging to it “This reminds me,” he said, refusing to be panicstricken, “that it is time I was clearing the docket and handing down decisions In my capacity as Kin Commistoner General of the United States.” He found the Ink bottle, but it was , empty, and there wasn’t a pen in the house. Using the back of the laundry list for official stationery and a chewed-up pencil his wife kept to check up the ice man, he made the following decisions concerning the handling of kin, their rights, the wrongs of the man who has them, etc.: If time flies too fast for you, invite your kin to make you a monthly visit Every man who shows symptoms of becoming conceited should be told promptly what bls poor kin think Of him. Some people are willing to have their kin declared insane in order that the State may take care of them. There are Instances in which this Is justifiable. The great demand is for wives without kin. A man doesn’t enjoy marrying a woman and having her whole family thrown in. .... No married woman, according to her female kin, shows enough spirit. Become good friends with a man, and he will show his appreciation by asking you to take his side In a kin row. Poor kin are like straight hair, sore eyes and the sins of our fathers; we Inherit them from generation to generation. When a wife’s kin goes home, the Kin Commissioner General gives her husband the privilege to see what she Is taking in her trunk The foundation of the average kin row Is this: Some member of the family manages to save his money and the others try to borrow it from him. When kin meet, after the questions have been asked, “How's Johnny's sore foot?” “Is , Lizzie taking music lessons now?” and “Has baby cut any teeth t T ’ there is nothing more to be said and they might as well disperse. This would be a peaceful world to live in if no one were related to knf one else, eo peaceful that we wouldn’t be reconciled to leaving it There are reasons why a mr i should have kin. (Note; See the story of Job and his bolls.) * When kin quarrel over an estate a feather bed becomes of enough Importance to be submitted to The Hague tribunal. One sign of worthless kin: When they turn up frequently. When a man is haring a hard time of it, the advantage in having kin Is that they hunt him up and tell him to ber “patient” a little longer. There is a decided advantage in the modern sized family; the kin rows are not as large as when there are ten children In the family. He Looks Crowded. If more than one of a woman’s kin visits her at a time there Is good reason why her husband looks crowd, ed. When a man loses his money or hli position his kin keep as far away from him as if he had the bubonic plague If a man ever thinksmuch of hil wife’s kin It is of a younger sister and she gets jealous. No one should take sides in a kin quarrel but the lawyer who Is paid for his services. There has long been a dispute ovei this question: Who has the right ts ask kin to come on 'a visit thA hasband or the wife? The Kin Commissioner General has decided that It is the wife, “Custom," he said, looking wisely at the end of bls nose, “makes right” When His kin and Her kin inrits them for a Thanksgiving dinner they should go to her kin’s. This decision will cause resentment In the heart of His mother, but the Kin Commmlssloner General finds, looking wisely at the end of his nose, that he can’t render any decisions favorable to the husband and remain popular. All the pleasure In a kin reunion Is the sentiment that attaches to It twenty years afterward. When there is a funeral the poor kin are allowed their rightful places in the family circle. The poor kin are entitled to their places, also, in the family album, but It Is permissible to hide the album when rich people call. These decisions take effect from date. _ •_ ■ ■ - ' ■ ' : ' • (Signed) LYSANDER JOHN APPLETON, Kin Commissioner General of the United States.

FINE

"Haw, haw, old mars! I thought you said that fine fish abounded in this stream,"——s— and there's a shining example. A fish so fine as to be hardly visible to the naked eye."

ARMY BIRDMEN WILL BE ACTIVE IN FUTURE WARS

Aeroplanes Promise to Become as Important as Warships of Today. WASHINGTON. (Spl.) —Avlatios as an offensive and defensive force i> war is just in its Infancy, but if ths progress that has been made in the work for the past four years continues. It will be hut a short time when ths aeroplane will overshadow the battleship and the soldier as a means of defense and destruction in case of war, experts now believe. When the United States government first became interested in aviation, It made rigid demands of the Wright brothers for a machine. One of ths strongest requirements was that ths machine stay in the air an hour. The whole world, especially France, Germany, and England, thought the United States government foolish in demanding that a flying machine be able to stay In-the-air an hour, but ths Wright brothers built a machine which met the requirements of the government and it wae accepted; The nearest approach actual demonstration of the war value was when the government despatched thres aeroplanes to San Antonio, Tex. where the federal troops were sens last spring to protect American interests in the recent Mexican revolt A number Of long flights were made in that country. On several occasions the great machines swept over the camps of the rebels, giving them a silent warning that the United States government meant business. The army now has five machine*. Two others are in use by the navy, but these are known to the flying world as hydro-aeroplanes, made to fly fro® ttio water. Since the College Park school was opened over 300 sccessful flights have been made, not one meeting with ths slightest personal Injury, though al times they Jiave Injured their machines considerably in landing. Fts® time to time they Increased theta time sh the air ahd have on several occasions made flights lasting over an hour. They have Increased their altitude until they have gone 4,000 feet this record being held by Lieutenant H. H. Arnold. The aeroplane will play a prominent part In future warfares and also in the commercial world. The fleet at flying machines will be increased ts at least 15 by next summer. The government is anxious to buy additional machines, and has 180,000 of an appropriation of >125,000 left with which to purchase the needed planes, but cannot get the men to fly them. A number of Important experiments have been mapped out for the government flyers. Within a short time all men engaged in the government wort will have to learn telegraphy because the machines are to be fitted with wireless instruments. In case of war an officer in an aeroplane will be expected to flash messages from his machine to his army, telling of the position of the enemies' lines, the location of the roads, where the fortifications are, and all information that would be beneficial to an army in * hard campaign against a foe. r An experimental wireless machine has been ordered and the offiog(* a soon will begin to make tests with it. • ‘ Another Important experiment will be that of throwing bombs to the earth. The bombs are now nothing but plain ordinary potatoes. An offbf cer salls'dvefablgfleld,nnd picks out an object on the earth at which he throws. The object in view is tu develop an accuracy for this work, so' that in case of battle the men could do destructive work by throwing bombs into the camp of the enemy. Still another interesting experiment will be what is known to the army men as “sketch work”; that of taking a sketch of the country over which a machine is flying by the use of a pencil and a pad. This is considered important because in case ot a campaign an aviator with an assistant could fly around the scene of battle and in the course of a few minutes maae a map of the surrounding country.

STILL FRIENDS.

“I am sorry to see, Michael,” said Mr. Johnson, “that you and Cassiddy are no longer the staunch friends you once were. What is all the trouble about?” •‘Sure, sir," replied Michael, “there's no trouble at all, at all.” “But there must be. I saw you pass each other not five minutes since without a word,” “Ye did? Well, now, sure, that's no sign of ill-feelin.’ that's just the insurance of friendship.” “But I am afraid Idon’t understand.” —— -•• s- - ■ ■- “No, perhaps ye wouldn't. But, ya see, sorr, ’tls this way: Me old friend Cassiddy and meself are that devotedto wan another that the thought of a. quarrel is plson to us, and as we're both mighty quick-tempered, we don’t speak a word, for fear of dissolvin’ the friendship." / ———»—

A Discomfited Lawyer.

A barrister of considerable reputation on a Northern circuit found it necessary, if he were to gain a verdict, to discredit a certain witness. The cross-examination, therefore, suggested that the youth was a wrong ’un, and that his relatives in general, and his father in particular, were all worthless. The youth demurred. “Don’t you know," thundered uio counsel, “that your father would be in jail if the police knew where to find him?" *T doa't thlnk so.” said the youth. “But you’d better ask him ytoMNit There he sits in the back row of the jury."—London Opinion. .