Evening Republican, Volume 19, Number 253, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 25 October 1915 — Page 2

HANDICRAFT FOR BOYS AND GIRLS

By A. NEELY HALL and DOROTHY PERKINS

FOR BACK-YARD CAMPING. We cannot all go camping In the woods, bat there is opportunity for every one of you boys to build a camp In the back yard or a nearby lot. Best of all, the near-to-home camp requires no equipment other than what you can prepare with materials that can be picked up around home. There ia the tepee shown in Fig. 1. for example, made of clothes poles, clothes line and old pieces of cloth. You can likely borrow four clothes poles fbr the purpose, as you will in no way destroy them. Stand these poles on the ground with their lower ends spread five or six feet apart, and their upper ends crossed as shown in Fig. 2. Then, taking pieces of clothee

line, or any other heavy rope, tie them to the upper crossed ends of the poles, and run them down and tie to stakes driven into the ground half-way between the poles, as shown in Fig. 2. Figure 1 shows the framework cov ered with odd-sixed pieces of cloth. The torpedo-shaped shelter tent shown in Fig. 3 is a new form that I have devised for you boys. Four barrel hoops and eight two-foot stakes are needed for its framework, and enough cloth to cover this. Open the barrel hoops where their ends are Joined, and nail each end of each hoop to one of the stakes. Then drive into the ground the other end of each stake of the frames thus

formed, placing the frames in line with one another and about eighteen inches apart. The covering material must be made long enough to extend sufficiently beyond the framework to inclose It in the manner shown in Fig. 3. Drive a stake into the ground about eighteen inches away from each end of the framework, to fasten the covering to. A small campfire can be built with safety in the back yard if you make a fireplace like that shown in Fig. 6, with earth banked up on each eide to keep the fire within a confined area. Bank up the earth in the form of two ridges, with four or five inches between the ridges at one end, and about twelve inches between at the other end. A coffee pot and other

•mall utensils can be stood over the ■lire dt the narrow end, and larger receptacles at the wide end. Pots may he hang over the lire by fastening a wire above it in the manner shown, and bending pothooks similar to that ahown in Pig. 6, out of wire, by which jto suspend the pots.

(Copyright, by A. Neely Halt.)

A DOLL'S TEETER, MERRY-GO-ROUND AND FERRIS WHEEL.

The teeter (Fig. 1) requires a stick 24 or 30 inches long and two inches wide, for the teeter board (A, Fig. 2), two short sticks for supports (B, Fig. 1), a spool bearing for the top of each upright (C), and a berry box for each end of the teeter board. Locate the center of the length of stick A, upon each edge, and then drive a nail into both edges at this point (D, Fig. 2). Drive uprights B into the ground three inches apart.

then, after slipping spools C over nails D. bind them to the tops of uprights B. The form of merry-go-round shown in Fig. 6 is sometimes called the “flying airships.” The toy requires four sticks about 24 Inches long for cross arms (A, Fig. 5), a spool for a hub (B), a stick 24 inches long for a center upright (C), four berry boxes for cars, and some strings and nails. First bind a pair of the cross-arm sticks A to the sides of the spool (Fig. 6), placing the spool at the exact center of the length of the sticks, and wrapping the string tightly around the sticks so the spool cannot turn. Then cross these sticks with the other pair, and bind this second pair securely to the first, as shown in Fig. 5. Drive a nail into the end of each cross arm. Then, after driving the

center stick C several inches into the ground, pivot the spool hub to its top with a nail. For the Ferris wheel shown in Fig. 7 you will need four sticks 30 inches long for cross arms (A), two sticks 24 inches long for supports (B), a pair of spools for bearings (C), four sticks ten inches long for connecting braces (D) and four berry boxes. Cross the sticks A at their exact centers, in pairs, and drive a nail through the exact center, as shown in Fig. 8. Use a long enough nail so the point will project about one inch and one half, as shown at E. To keep the sticks at right angles, bind their centers with string passed diagonally around them as shown in Fig. 7. On the face opposite to that on which nail E projects, drive 2-inch nails into the cross arms near their ends, as shown in Fig. 8, on which to hang the cars.

Then, after driving the supports B into the ground about ten inches apart, bind the spool bearings C to their tops, slip the nails E of the cross arms into spools C. and brace the framework -fey binding the strips D to them as snown in Fig. 7. p After the braces have been put on, all that remains U> complete the Perris wheel is tfc' cutting of holes through opposite sides of the berry boxes, large enough for the nails 1” the ends of cross arms A to slip through.

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FRENCH WOMEN MAKE AMMUNITION

This photograph shows a scene now common in France, where the women have largely taken the place of men in the ammunition factories. They are seen filling shells with shapnel.

WORST OF HORRORS

Visit to War Hospitals Described by Writer. Prooession of the Blind Soldiers Leaves an Impression of the Awful Hideousness of War That Can Never Be Effaced. By GRACE ELLISON. Northern France. —A little town nestling in a wealth of trees —in peace time it is almost unheard of, now it is an important military station —this is my next halting place. Every house Is occupied by soldiers, every building of importance is turned into a hospital. So near the front there are cases which need all the science of the trained nurse to pull them through. Men unnerved almost to madness, men who mistake all the male staff for the enemy—one has only to listen to the ravings of these poor men to know something of the strain of war on them. I was taken to the eye ward to see the operations there. Of nil the horrors of war, is not this the worst? I have seen jaws smashed beyond recognition —human beings who had forgotten their very names —men who can live to a ripe old age and never have anything in common with the great life going on around them; but the procession of blind men, or men who be blind, has left an impression of the hideousness of war that can never be effaced. * Here is a brilliant young lieutenant. His father was only a concierge, but he worked and saved to give his son his chance. The son has gone through with flying colors —now he is blind. He was lying in the officers’ ward when I saw him—the ward was darkened, for there were others suffering, too. He had in his hand a portrait of the little girl he had never seen. “Only take off the bandage an instant, that I may look at my little girl,” he pleaded. “I dare not,” answered the doctor. Who will have the courage to tell him the truth? A poor man has come that day from the trenches —the blood is still on his sac eyes are bandaged. An old man leads him in, and the nurse prepares him for the examination. One sees the answer on the doctor’s sac blind, blind —one after another. One dare not think —the horror of it all seems to numb one’s very soul. We have started early, for we have so far to go and we are stopped; it is another examination of our papers. But ’who is speaking? Voices seem to be beside me in the car! What ii this mystery? I listen carefully, when suddenly two officers pop up from underground and disappear. The horrid, uncanny idea trench war is! It does not somehow seem fair and square. We have to pass along the road which the French soldiers have christened "the Jaws of Death.” A young man on the way tells us the Germans pepper everyone who goes up that road —perhaps we shall be the exception. Up the narrow, stony passage we plow our way—if by any chance the car stops we are finished —yet if we go too quickly we shall make a cloud of dust. As it is we are part and parcel nf the dusty landscape. I keep my erw on the enemy’s lines. And on we go till we have turned the corner and are safe again for a while. On and on we go—more and more distinctly is the firing heard. Where are we? We are on a height, and suddenly we discover an artillery duel is taking place in the trenches near by — the trenches are ablaze, shells are bursting on all sides. They are going to bombard the hill. The tocsin has already sounded, and all the inhabitants are in the cellars. A group of three women rush out from a neighboring house. One is biting her shawl, another is sobbing bitterly, and yet another cries in anguish, “Year in, year oat, how long must this "suffering \*atV ■ We are ordered into the cellars. A

German aeroplane is there to direct the enemy’s firing. We have been seen —this time we have to go through the shells —they will finish us now. Our only hope is speed. One shell has burst 80 yards from the car. Another is sent ahead —it has struck a farm, and the farm blazes up in pillars of smoke and fire. My chauffeur drives right through it —on and on like a flash of lightning. Have they ceased firing? I shall hear those shells for days and days. I am too tired even to be tired. All along the road the troops are moving. They are so covered with dust they might be Asiatics, and the sun has browned them to a manliness a woman cannot fail to admire. It was a curious visit. I was glad I went. But how strange they look, these dwellers in the bowels of the earth. In one trench is a roof of hurdles, covered with leaves, which opens and shuts like the fairy-book trapdoor; there is a mud and hurdle seat, on which letters are being written to those loved ones left behind. And thdy are all so well and happy and confident, these soldiers, and so courteous and so manly. Can it be possible they are the Parisians we knew only a year ago? The ordering out of the pale, undersized males, who lounge along the boulevards; the taking from the cases, drawing rooms and theater wings the idle youth of the country, and turning them into dwellers of the forest and plain, with a sense of danger and duty, is not this the only side of war that is tolerable?

JOHN D., JR., IN OVERALLS

Forgetting for the time that he was the most powerful young man in industry in America, John D. Rockefeller, Jr., son of the great Standard Oil magnate, dressed in a suit of overalls and went down into the coal mines of Trinidad to see for himself under what conditions his men labored, and to investigate the causes of the great strike which practically caused civil war in Colorado.

HUNTS FOR BIG GAME AT 99

“I Don’t Take Water From Any of These Young Fellows,” Says Spry Veteran. Portland, Ore. —Jeremiah Paulsell, ninety-nine years old, has taken out a license to hunt big game. He claimed a free license by reason of his being a Civil war veteran. “I don’t take water from any of these young fellows,” said Mr. PaulselL He was bom in Hamilton, Ind., October 10, 1816. He enlisted to the regular army to 1834 and saw service through the Mexican and Civil wars. He expects to go hunting alone.

Storm-Scared, Admits Fraud.

Houston, Tex. —His conscience aroused by the recent Galveston hurricane, an unnamed Missouriad has made restitution of $2.40 obtained at the time of the storm of* 1900, when he falsely stated he was a victim and so obtained free transportation from Palestine to Longview, Tex.

BE DURING WAR

Practically Closed to Visitors of • Every Nationality. The Gondola and the Pigeons of Bt. Mark’s Square, the City’s Two Chief Characteristics, Threatened With Destruction. y

By CAMILLO CIANFARRA.

(International News Service.)

Venice. —Of all the threats and perils which the exigencies of modern progress, and the requirements of modern life have heaped on Venice and her unique quaint beauty, those resulting from war are practically the worst, as they threaten to destroy two of Venice’s chief characteristics, the gondola and the pigeons of St. Mark’s square. Venice saw her last brilliant season in the spring of 1914. As to the summer bathing season, it was hastily interrupted at its height by the sudden outbreak of hostilities. Owing to her position, to the fact that she possesses one of the most important military arsenals of Italy and that she is the seat of the maritime defense of the Adriatic, the city has since then been practically closed to visitors of every nationality. After Italy’s intervention, Venice became a sort of Asiatic forbidden city, and not even Italians are admitted without a special permit from the commander in chief. This permit, however, is only issued to those *who can prove to the satisfaction of the' inquisitorial authorities that they have legitimate business to transact within the city boundaries, and is' invariably temporary. Idlers, curiosity mongers, and the socalled lovers of the picturesque, are Inexorably excluded. As to the newspaper men—well, Admiral Cutinelli regards them as the most undesirable of all, whether they be Italians or from the allied countries. The first result of the stringent measures adopted by the military authorities concerning the sojourn of foreigners, was a general closing of all large hotels and the transforming of the Lido into a sort of huge sanitarium where thousands of convalescing soldiers now bask in the sun wrapped in long white tunics and await the time for returning to the front ‘‘to finish the job.” With the hotels scores of curio, lace and other shops closed to save expenses while waiting for the return of the good times. But those who have suffered most from the absence of visitors are the thousands of pigeons nestling in the buildings and towers of Venice’s famous square. It is a well-known fact that the few pounds of Indian corn the municipality provides for thejr maintenance are anything but sufficient properly to nourish, the poor creatures, and that it was the charity of the tourists which in former years and at all seasons provided them with substantial food. But now, the familiar sight of the old English lady or the young American misses feeding the pigeons in the center of the square Is np longer to be seen and the poor birds vainly cluster around the man who stops to admire this or that facade or the frescoes Mark’s. The corn venders, known to thousands of Americans by their first name, are there as usual, but the purchasers are few, and the cooing pigeons fly back disappointed. Of late the pigeons have begun to emigrate to avoid starvation. As to the gondolas and the gondoliers, they have suffered terribly from the war, and their fate resembles much that of the pigeons. It was the tourist and the wealthy visitor who patronized the gondolier, and their absence from the city for more than a year has compelled scores of gondola proprietors to go out of business and sell their outfit at a sacrifice. The gondolier, the thick-set, sunburned, muscular specimen of humanity, that sent the gondola skimming 20 yards over the glassy surface at every stroke of the long oar, has disappeared with the mobilization, and is now either at the front or serving on one of the men-of-war cruising the Adriatic. Only a few old ones are left, and the visitor who now crosses the Grand canal is'painfully impressed by the small number -f gondolas in service. At sunset, when the cupolas, the domes and the spires of Venice glitter under the last rays of the parting sun the spectacle presented by the squares is even more saddening. Navy officers in immaculate white uniforms and army officers in gray have long replaced the variegated, fashionable, wealthy crowd that in former years added to Venice’s charm and picturesqneness, and tell in unmistakable words the story of Italy at war. Yet Venice is resigned; no one complains; every class has sacrificed on the altar of patriotism its own private interests.

GETS LEGACY AND WINS BET

Akron Man Receives a Bequest of $5,700 From Germany in Spite of the War. Akron, O. —Charles Quast of this city has received a bequest of $5,700, a share of his parents’ estate in Germany. He has thereby won a $lO bet. Since the death of his parents several months ago Quast has been endeavoring to get his share of the estate. A friend. John Bitxstan, bet him $lO that he would ntrw get ths money because of the war.

Strengthened With Might

Br REV. WM. WALLACE KETCHUM

Dincltv of «!»• Practical Work Coune, Moody Bibia babtnt* cf Qucmo . |

TEXT—That he would grant you, according to the riches of his glory, to be strengthened with might by his spirit In the inner man.—Ephesians 3.16. This is one of four petitions which' constitute Paul’s prayer for the Ephe-

ly this blessing of power. That is. every Christian may have this power if he desires it and makes it possible for God to give it to him. For God never purposes for us to have anything, that he does not make it possible for us to possess it. To do otherwise would be to tease and tantalize us, and God never does that. When he exhorts us to ‘‘be strong In the Lord, and in the power of his might,” he makes it possible for us, if we make it possible for him, to be strengthened with might by his spirit in the inner man. The expression “Inner man” undoubtedly means the soul —the t inner self —as distinguished from the visible material body which it animates. Peter calls the inner man, “the hidden man of the heart” (I Peter 3:4). And Paul in another place speaks of it as “the inward man,” contrasting it with “the outward man,” which, he says, perishes daily (II Cor. 4:16). It is very evident from this that the strength which may be ours is not physical power, nor even mental power which many strive to attain, but inner spiritual strength. It is strength of Christian character and nobility of soul. The one possessing this inner strength is fortified against temptation. It was this strength that enabled Joseph to maintain the integrity of his character in the face of the temptation of Potiphar’s wife and prompted him to reply to her evil suggestion: “How can Ido this, great wickedness and sin against God?” It is the strength, which when possessed, makes one mighty in holy service. Paul without it, would never have been the mighty apostle; and without it Peter would have remained the vacillating cowardly disciple. Without it there would have been no Martin Luther, no John Knox, no Charley Wesley, no William Carey, no Charles Spurgeon, no Dwight L. Moody. These men were what they were and did what they did, because they were strengthened with might by his spirit in the inner man. Again, this petition teaches us that God is the one who Imparts this inner strength through his holy spirit. The petition is, “that he would grant us to be strengthened with might by his spirit.” So while in another place we are exhorted to “be strong in the Lord and in the power of his might,” we learn here that the strength by which we are to be mad# strong comes from God. He is the one who empowers us. Yet, if we are to be strengthened by God, we must place ourselves before God in such a way that he can. give to us the strength of the Lord. We of ourselves are impotent, but God has made every provision for impotent people to be people of power. He is able and waits only our willingness for him to impart unto us his strength. The laws that govern the imparting to us of his strength are the laws that govern the reception into our lives of the holy spirit in power. It is tha holy spirit who is spoken of in the word as spirit of might.” He it ia then, who must have his place of power in us if we are to be strengthened with might in the inner man. The early church was commanded ta tarry in Jerusalem for the power necessary tor service, and on the day of Pentecost while they tarried the power came, when the holy spirit descended upon them. Ever since that day "the spirit of might” has been in the earth ready to take his place of power in every believer’s life. Ready and willing is he to empower the people of but ready and willing only as we recognize him as the power we need to make us strong, ready and willing if we will surrender ourselves to God, and by faith receive the holy spirit to be in us what he desires to be, “the spirit of might." Then there will be fulfilled in our lives the apostle’s prayer which, while primarily for the Ephesian Christians, is also for us that we might be strengthened with might in the inner man. The greatest truths come not by reason but by Inspiration. —Arthur S. Wilshere.

sian Christians. It teaches us for one thing that God intends his people to be people of power. One speaking of this prayer says: “Paul’s prayer is God’s purpose.” By this he means that what Paul prays we may have and may be, God intend s w* shall have and shall be. "Before every Chris ti an God places potential-