Evening Republican, Volume 18, Number 82, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 6 April 1914 — Page 2

IN the GRIP of the SEA

DREADNOUGHT DELAWARE IN PAGING SEA

IT WAS on the bark on which I served my apprenticeship, and we were homeward bound, says a writer in Cassell's Saturday Journal. We had swept up past the foam girt Azores and we were saying that five more days would raise the Lizard light. As we plunged farther north the breeze freshened and grew until it seemed as though the very powers of the air were conspiring together to waft us onward at our best pace. Still the gale increased and when at length we breasted the waters of the. Bay of Biscay we found it arrayed in all its grim majesty to greet us. As far as our salt filled eyes could see there was nothing save a heaving waste of darkling, greenish-gray water, whipped across by flying sheets of solid spindrift, that' ever and anon was lifted in the arms of the storm and flung aboard us in chilling wreaths. Before we could spit out ( the salt from our mouths the great, green combers rolled sullenly up, the low side of the vessel heeled to meet them and then, rising as a heavy squall struck down upon her, hove aboard a few hundred tons of the Atlantic ocean in one solid mass that filled the deck waist high. , So the night fell, and men looked one another in the face, and perhaps for the first time fear dawned in the eyes of some. The captain hung grimly to the weather shrouds of the mizzefi and peered with staring eyes through the vibrating gloom at the overwrought main topgallant sail on which our very safety depended. It was an old sail, for we had not had time to bend the heavy weather canvas properly before these vigorous gales had commenced, and this sail was only the fine weather sheet we carried through the tropics. If that ’sail split, they said, nothing could save the ship. There would be one hunted heap as a sea caught her up astern, a wild swirling of down dragging water and then—the inevitable end. Ship on Her Beam Ends. ‘ Though the night was black with the blackness of the grave, there was a sort of ghostly sheen given off from the spray that showed us occasionally how the ehip was behaving. Throughout that voyage we had bestowed every anathema in our vocabulary on the craft for her unkindliness, for she was loaded deep with niter, and was as buoyant as an iron bridge. Now she hove her streaming bows high in the air, while her squattering stern sunk down as though it would never rise again. Again, with a swoosh and a sullen roar, she buried her sharp

beyond, while the solid sea climbed up the slope of her decks to the very main hatch. The stern waggled drunkenly against the black gray sky, and we who lay there, with blinded eyes and grasping hands, hung madly to any rope that drifted our way, for dear life. It seemed impossible that the sky could hold more potent powers than those that were now about us, and yet, as long minute dragged itself away after long minute, the wind gained a velocity that was tremendous. It was more than a hurricane; it was a typhoon, a pampero, a black norther, all welded into one awful whole. ; On the stroke of midnight a squall flared upon us with such a whistling velocity that, though we were lying at length on the poopdeck, we were blown like feathers hard against the lee rail. The breath was knocked completely out of our bodies and we said the end was come. The ship was thrown flat on her beam ends. She lurched wildly and a long groan from every straining plate rose above that flendieh din of the storm. A sharp cracking aloft told of something amies, and when the next lightning flash sizzled overhead we sent our eyes to the main topgallant sail with one accord. But it still held. A dull rumbling crash forward told us where the damage was done; there was the thunder of falling spars and the fore topgallant mast went by the board. And then, when the squall was at Its height, the wind shifted like a flash. It had blown bard from the Southwest; it now blew harder from the northwest We thought no wind could blow so ferociously, but the force of the preceding breeze was as a maiden's sigh compared with what followed. By the light of the binnacle we could see the helmsman and the captain, together with both mates* laboring hard to get the helm up and the ship away before the shifted wind. Their faces gleamed ghastly and we

could hear the panting of their heavy breathing where we lay helpless; but that shift of wind was just what was required to right the ship. She lifted herself with a glorious motion and shook herself like a duck; then, as the wind caught her full astern, she sprang forward like an arrow from a bow.

At half past two the weather helmsman almost fainted at his post. He had been kept up to his work by copious doses of grog, but the strata was too severe to be kept up. The next best man in the ship took the spokes, the helmsman let go and for a second the ship went on as usual. But not for long. The new man had not got the ‘‘hang” of things, and he allowed her to jibe a little. Instantly she was awash. The whole Atlantic ocean seemed to pour aboard this time, and we in the half deck, where we had gone for temporary shelter, hearing the sullen thud, thought it was the end. One of the men sprang to the door and tried to open it, but a solid wall of water was behind it and it resisted his stoutest efforts. Another, with the sweat drops of fear shining on his forehead, jumped on the table and thrust up the skylight in the room. Immediately the place was half filled with water. The lamp went out and the horrible sound of swishing water filled our ears. - ....... . An Awful Plunge Into the Deep. Why dwell on every detail of that awful night? Suffice it that the old helmsman was sent back to the wheel at once,, that his skill made our escape possible, and that after what seemed like long years had passed, the chill dawn broke, and showed us our plight in all its gruesomeness. Not a thing remained about the decks save those solid structures that were built into the fabric's hull. Every boat we carried had disappeared, having been emashed into splitwood and then carried over side. As we raced through the gray light a large bark appeared in sight ahead. We ranged toward her, and aS we drew near the red ensign stodd out. It was union down—the signal of distress. We could not even lift a hand toward her salvation! We had not a boat that would float, and if we had had all the boats </f a liner they would •not have floated a second in that raging fury of the wind lashed sea. We passed on, and a low groan burst from a score of throats. Well it might! At one minute the helpless ship was high poised on the crest of a wave, at another she swerved giddily downward. We waited with bated breath for the -reappearance, but we saw nothing more. She had run under.

Experience Comes First

That age and experience as a rule count for more than youth and enthusiasm is a theme sustained vigorously by the editor of the American Machinist. To illustrate his point he cites the following experience: “A short time ago we spent a few days in a large machine shop where a man is considered young until he reaches sixty-five or seventy years of age. We met a number who had seen from twenty to forty years of service with this jcompany. When inquiries were made as to their work we were told that it was as good as and often better than that of many younger men in the company’s employ. ‘Tn this shop was noticed the absence of waste motion; no goose steps’ were seen. Often much of the hurry and bustle exhibited by the younger man is useless motion and parade action. “To the superintendent who looks only at appearances such actions might indicate a live shop, but in fact they do not get anywhere."

Woman Explorer of Arabia.

A Russian woman, Countess Molitor, has just started on an attempt to cross Arabia at its widest part, from west to east, penetrating the Desert of Ro-ba’a-el-Khali. This huge desert is absolutely blank on the maps, has never been entered by a European, and is practically unknown even to the natives of adjoining parts of Arabia. The countess proposes to dresS as an Arab and to be accompanied only by natives.

A Warning.

“I was charmed with Mrs. Smith. She certainly Is a lady of winning ways." “Then you be careful how you ao cept her invitations to her bridge parties.”

THE EVENING REPUBLICAN, RENSSELAER, IND.

BEST METHODS OF IRONING

. ; . —-J, .j-, ■, Seem Small Things in Themselves, But Success in the Laundry Depends Upon Them.

Handkerchiefs should be ironed all over on both Sides till they are quite dry, exactly folded so as to bring the name or initials on the top fold, and well pressed Iron very straight by the hem or selvage, not across from the corners; then press out the corners carefully and square.

Small things, such as table napkins or tray cloths, must be ironed all over on both sides, beginning with the right. The pressure of the iron on the damp linen, will polish it and raise a bright gloss, which must be on the upper surface. If the wrong side is ironed first it will be glossy and the right side dull. To remove blisters from stiffened linen press the part with a clean, wet rag; place the iron on the spot, re-move-it, and-the blister will-have disappeared. Blisters arise generally from imperfect starching, so care should be taken that every portion of the fabric gets well starched.

Be careful not to iron cotton or muslin materials whep they are too dry or they will have a rough appearance and no gloss. Prints and colored goods must not be Ironed with -too-hot an iron-jor-the colors will be spoiled. Iron embroidery on the wrong side over flannel so as to raise the pattern.

THINGS WORTH KNOWING

Mattresses should be sunned as often as possible. This makes them sweet and free from germs. To prevent eyeglasses “steaming" in cold weather, rub with vaseline and polish with a silk handkerchief.* To iron embroidery the iron should be applied on the wrong side, and a thick ironing blanket used. System is a great time and money saver in the home; haphazard methods are wasteful in every direction. If a piece of p paraffin paper is wrapped around the knife blade it will cut blitter without making it crumble. Tomatoes filled with minced pineapple, celery and chopped nuts mixed with mayonnaise make a delicious salad. A spoonful of whipped cream is a tasty addition to any cream soup. Add it to the top of file cup just before serving. Dingy towels may be restored to whiteness by putting in a boiler of cold water, adding white soap shavings and lemon juice and letting come slowly to a boil. Rinse in tepid water, then blue water. Hang in the sun to dry.

Oven Holders.

Most housekeepers rip the flour sack and hem it for a dish towel, but a quarter sack makes a very skimpy square of muslin. When my family became reduced to the quarter-sack size, writes a contributor to Another’s Magazine, I found a better use for the cloth. I ripped and pqlled threads to make a perfect square; then I stitched the cloth into an oblong strip which made a holder for the large roasting pans. A convenient supply of boiled and ironed, will save the dish towels from being used near the oven and justify the expense of good linen crash for towels.

Fancy Roast.

Melt one tablespoon of butter, add two teaspoons' of flour, and when mixed _to a smooth cream add one cup of cream. Beason to taste with salt and pepper. Toast four to six slices of bread and lay them on a hot platter. Put 25 oysters in their, shells into the oven and roast till the shells open, and take out the oysters, pour the oyster liquor over the toast, then place the oysters oh theT Coast, add the cream mixture and serve at once.

Soft Molasses Cookies.

One drop brown sugar, one cup molasses, one cup butter and lard mixed, one teaspoon of salt, one tablespoon of soda dissolved in cup of hot water, two tablespoons of vinegar, one tablespoon of ginger, flour to mix medium stiff; set in a cool place over night and roll about one-quarter inch thick and do not take too long, or they will be bard; this makes about four dozen. Hope some of the readers will try them.

Preventing Rust.

A little precaution when an iron kettle is new will go a long way toward preventing its rusting. Fill it pretty full with potato parings, add water to all but cover, and boil for an Hour. Empty the kettle, wash jn very hot water, dry it and rub well with lard? Repeat the |Operation two or three times and you will have a kettle that should last a long time without rusting.

Beans a la Bretonne.

Soak two cups of dried beans overnight and boil until Under in salted water Drain, press through a sieve and add two tablespoonfuls of butter, a tablespoonful of lemon juice or tarragon vinegar, salt and pepper to season and enough stock to moisten. Serve with roast lamb.

Chicken Broth.

Take the first and second joints of a chicken, boil in one quart of water till very tender and season with * very little salt and pepper.

YOUNG PLAYERS EXCEL

REASON WHY AMERICAN LEAGUE LEADS OLDER RIVAL.

Sentiment Seems to Cause Nationals to Keep Old Stars in Regular Lineup—Comparison of Roster .* Is Quite Interesting.

(By FRANK G. MENKE.) Because they persist in hanging on to their veterans long after their real usefulness is gone—that’s the reason why the National the classiest organization in baseball has had to yield first place to the American league. There has been no denying of the fact that for the past four years the American league teams have had it “on” their National rivals. The American leaguers have bqen triumphant in the last four World series combats, and in the majority of post-season games between the Americans and Nationals the teams of the younger organization have been triumphant. In 1913 the American leaguers were winners in every series in which they engaged vidth the Nationals. A glance through the baseball records shows the reason. The American league keeps a star player as long as he performs in major leaguebut not one day longer. They cut him adrift when he starts to skid and supplant him with new blood —bring to the fore some youngsters who soon shine just as brightly as did the stars of old.

With the National league it is different. Sentiment seems to cause them to keep in the regular lineup many old stars long after they have slowed up—long after added years has robbed them of their former prowess and made them inferior to the youngsters who are camping on the benches waiting to break in. Looking over the 1904 records of the American league, and comparing the rosters of those days with that of 1914, shows that only five men of the 400 odd, then in that league, are still in American league harness. Those men are Lajoie and Turner of the Naps, Crawford of the Tigers, and Bender and Plank of the Athletics.

Stovall, who joined the Naps back in 1904, was with the St. Louis Browns until last fall, and now is with the Federals. Harry Davis, a star in 1904, is still on the Athletic payroll, but he plays no longer. Jimmy Callahan,

Nap Lajoie.

now manager of the White Sox; Clark Griffith, now manager of the -Senators, and Nick Altrock, coacher, are the only players who played in 1904 who still are drawing salaries from the American leqg'ie. But it’s adbit different with the National league, which carried and played regularly In 1913 nearly 25 men who were in the game in 1904, and even earlier than that date. Included in this list are Wagner, Bresnahan, Mathewson, Ames, Gamnltz, Huggins, Evers, McCormick, Wiltse, Needham, Dooin and McLean.

Glancing over the 190 SF rosters of the American and National leagues, and comparing them with the present ones, shows that the Nationals still have nearly 70 men in their lineups who were there in 1909, while the Americans have only abotft 40. This means that the American Leaguers have weeded out the slipping stars of the other days, and that the National Leaguers have hung onto them—and lost considerable prestige thereby. It seems to be up to the National Leaguers to weed out the veterans and let the bench-warming kids ooze out into the spoLUght if they want to save themselves from slipping to a minor league status when compared with the speed boys of the American league. The new organization has forged ahead so rapidly in the past few years, has so closely outclassed the Nationals, that many skeptical fans are declaring that the Nationals today, despite their galaxy of stars, dp not rank superior to those of the first division teams in the class AA minor leagues.

LEADING PITCHER IN NATIONAL LEAGUE

Christy Mathewson, Veteran of Giants’ Staff.

Christopher Mathewson, veteran of the Giants’ pitching staff and one of the greatest heavers the game has ever known, was born in Factoryville, Pa., Aug. 12, 1878. He first attracted attention by his work for the Keystone academy team of Factoryville. In 1897 he pitched for the Y. M. C. A. team of Scranton. The next year he pitched for the Bucknell college nine, finishing the season without a single defeat.- At this time he was also the best full back that had ever played on the Bucknell eleven. After the col-

Among the Baseball Players

Frank Chance looks for the Athletics to repeat this year. * * * Fred Snodgrass has signed a threeyear contract with the Giants. * * —■ If the dates don’t conflict, maybe King Cole will play in both leagues. * ♦ ♦ “Hugh Bradley, ex-Red Sox, who is said to have jumped to the Feds, takes with him a reputation as a singer. • ♦ * Vincent Campbell, former Pirate player, and now a Boston Brave, will play with the Indianapolis Feds this season. • • ♦ George Moriarty is spoken of as the next manager of the Detroit Tigers. What’s to become of Hughey Jennings? ♦ • » Bad news for the batters. Joe Wood tg recovering rapidly and may be able to pitch with all his old strength about July 1. • * • Clarke Griffith is willing to pay SIOO,OOO for T. R. Cobb, but Frank Navin says his lowest cash price is $100,050. — « • * The Giants are said to have the tallest battery in either league. Rube Marquard and Larry McLean are called the Eiffel tower twins. ♦ ♦ ♦ Fred Toney is on the Cleveland roster in an attempt to get back in the majors. The former Cub is doing his best to make the Nap team. A String has been attached to Birdie who was shipped to Baltimore by the Yanks, and he will be pulled back whenever the Highlanders want him. • * • Dusty Rhoades, former Nap pitcher, has quit the game and is now running a moving picture house in. Kansas City, and says it is a much easier life. * * • Bob Messenger is getting a tryout with the Browns. He came up to the majors from Southern league, and looks as though he is going to stick this time. « « • Sam Agnew, St. Louis Browns catcher, says that the recruits with the Browns this spring are the best lot of youngsters he has seen together in a long time. • • • “Chief” Myers will help coach the Giants’ young pitchers. McGraw believes that the Indian is as good a coach of young heavers as there is in the league, today. • • • Umpire Jack Sheridan was lost In Egypt, one of the worst countries in the world to be lost in. Besides, Jack doesn’t smoke cigarettes, can’t read hieroglyphic*, and cares nothing toy the Nile.

lege season ended Mathewson became a professional and joined the Honesdale (Pa.) team. The following year he was with the Taunton (Mass.) team and the Norfolk (Va.) team. Id 1900 Christy joined the Giants, with which club he has played ever since. Mathewson is a wonder among pitchers, and especially as regards control. He is the one pitcher who tries, apparently, to put every ball over the plate. After 7 fourteen years of winning work in the big show “Matty” is still the leading pitcher in the National league.

WHY JAKE STAHL DECLINED

Former Boston Leader Persuaded by Business Associates to Remain in Banking Business.

It w r as announced that Jake Stahl will not manage the Brooklyn Federal league team, neither will he manage any other Federal team or be connected with the league in any way. This decision on the part of Stahl came as a result of a meeting of the board of directors of the Englewood bank, with which Stahl has been connected. The bank officials hastily met, and as a result of the conference, Stahl was persuaded that his

place was with the bank and that he should not return to baseball at this time, if at all. Stahl declared that he was not influenced in his decision by the threats of Ban Johnson to expose him and force him out of baseball, if he joined the Federate, asserting that there was nothing in his past that he was afraid to have made public.

Following the innovation set by John McGraw of the Giants last season, when he quartered his Giants in a fashionable family hotel during their stays in St. Louis, it is announced that Manager Herzog of the Reds will also have his team stop at the same hotel — the Buckingham, which first came into baseball notice when Roger Bresnahan stirred society guests there by punching the nose of a clerk who had called him too early. ,

Minister Leaves $30,000 for Athletics.

A gift from the Rev. John Bdgar Johnson of $30,000, the income of - which is to be administered by the trustees of Dartmouth college toancourage general student participation in outdoor sports, has been announced.

Jake Stahl.

Emulates McGraw.