Evening Republican, Volume 20, Number 49, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 26 February 1916 — Page 2

THE EDELWEISS

By HAROLD CARTER.

weasessssß' Tommy Griswold was very unhappy. For two years be had been’ in love with Marion Chester and during that time he had seen her drift farther and farther from him. If he had spoken to her during the first glamour of their love perhaps —but he hadn't. Afterward things just drifted. Sometimes they were tacitly engaged and sometimes they were almost strangers. * "You see, Tommy," explained Marion, with her engaging frankness, “you’re so ordinary. There’s about as much romance about you as about —” ■*The average American man,” said Tommy, sarcastically. "All right, Marion, perhaps some day I’ll convince you." ' ~ Bnt then, again, Marion would say: "I don’t care for any of them, Tommy, dear, only you. You’re like a dear, big brother to me and —” ‘Some day?” Tommy would ask, trying to control the hammer in his chest. But that day seemed farther off all the time. However, there was this consolation: in a few months Tommy would automatically be raised to fifty, and then, even in New York, two people could scrape along somehow. _ It was really to tell Marion about that prospective fifty that he followed her to Grundelwald that summer. He could just make the trip on his vacation schedule and have five days to spare. On his arrival he surprised Marion considerably, but she did not seem in one of her most amiable moods. She was talking to a big blond beast of a man, as Tommy described him, a Roumanian count with half a

Saw Him Talking With Hofer, the Head Guide.

dozen names and a sneer that fastened itself aggressively on .Tommy. Tommy learned that the pair had been together for days, walking, moun-tain-climbing. Also that the count’s matrimonial status was extremely unsatisfactory and depended largely upon the judgment to be delivered by the Roumanian court of appeals. However, he posed as a married man and wore an aggressive wedding ring, which he regarded as a safeguard, apparently* against feminine wiles', particularly American ones. “I don’t like to see that fellow with you,” Tommy blurted out on the third day. ‘‘Why do you go round with him like that, Marion?” ‘‘Since when have you had the prerogative of asking me that question?” inquired Marion with great dignity. ‘‘See, here, Marion,” cried Tommy, "I came over here —you know why I came. And I can’t stand this sort of 'thing any longer. You’ve got to tell me there’s a chance, and more than a chance, or I’ll—l’ll really quit. Yes, Marion, I mean just that, isn’t there any chance at all?” “I don’t know, Tommy,” said Marion candidly. ‘You see,” she went on, “I like you—well, awfully. But somehow you’re always the same. There isn’t any romance about you. Couldn’t you do something desperate for my sake, Tommy?” She had fallen back into her bantering mood. , She looked up at him teasingly. “I'll do anything if you’ll give me a dog’s chance,” said Tommy impulsively- • "Then get me an edelweiss from the top of Grundelwald,” said Marion. The rare Swiss edelweiss grows only In a few almost inaccessible places. Of these the treacherous top of Grundelwald is one. The mountain is never ascended except with an experienced guide. The ascent seems easy, but the crevasses are almost hidden from sight under the heavy snowfalls. A false step and one falls clear of the needlelike summit sheer down to the fangs of ■ the rocks below. Neither Marion—who had almost forgotten her Jesting words—nor Tommy knew that. Tommy had found the edelweiss early in the afternoon. He had had fool’s luck to guide him and he had been within a few inches of death ,/wlttlflUt the,, .least suspicion of that fact. Marlon did not even know that he bad gone. She was engaged in a flirtation with Count Skopianu on the hotel balcony when the talk turned to Tommy. • “l like him, that young American,” said the count. ‘‘But why does he scowl at me as if 1 was his bitterest •new?” J '•. - .

. "I guess he's a little Jealous," said Marion. “He loves you, then? He knew you, perhaps, in America?" “Yes, Tommy's a dear boy,” said Marion, penitently. “I believe he’s going up Grundelwald to get me an edelweiss as a proof of his devotion.’’ The count stared at her. “That is not the young man who ascended Grundelwald this morning and refused a guide?" he asked. "I don’t know; it would be just like him,” said shrugging her shoulders. The count got up abruptly and left her. Marlon, looking after him in astonishment and indignation, presently saw him talking with Hofer, the head guide, and pointing up the mountain side. Presently the two men set off with ropes. The sun was already half way down the western slope. It was not until ten at night, under a brilliant moon, that the three returned. Tommy, in a state of exhaustion and frostbite, was wrapped in blankets and put to bed. All the hotel was talking about his foolhkrdy exploit. But in one hand he clutched the edelweiss. The count, at his bedside, opened his heart in indignation. exclaimed indignantly. "Had I known —why, I should have told you the dangers. Love does not set tasks like that. She is worthless.” Tommy opened his eyes feebly. "Much obliged to you for saving my life, count,” he said in a weak voice, “but I’ll say good-by to you now.” The count, whose temper had been soured hy the receipt of an adverse decision from the court that afternoon, bn his return, looked at Tommy tot a few moments. “Poor fool!" he thought. Then he shrugged his shoulders and left him. Perhaps he had never cared for Marion. At any rate, he passed out of her life in that moment

Tommy lay silent until Marion came in. Then he looked up to see her standing beside his bed. “Tommy,” she whispered, kneeling down, “I didn’t know. I didn’t know the dangers. I was wicked, Tommy. Everybody thinks I am thoroughly ba<L What do you think, Tommy?” She burst into tears and kneeled close to him, resting her wet face on the damp pillows. “I was just foolish, Tommy. I wouldn’t let a hair of your head be harmed for anybody in the world. Why, the count was old enough to be my father.” "That’s all right, dear,” answered Tommy. “You see, Marion, I understood you all along. Only tell me one thing, Marion. Here’s your edelweiss. And is there just a chance?” “A big, big chance, Tommy,” sobbed Marion, thrusting the white flower into her bosom. (Copyright, 1916, by W. G. Chapman.)

WHEN LOST IN THE WOODS

Manner in Which Shadows Fall Will Show to the Initiated Where the Sun Is. Few persons become lost in the woods when the sun is shining; but on a cloudy day or in a snowstorm it is easy to go astray, the Youth’s Companion states. A familiar piece of woodland will look strange when the trees are overloaded with snow and their branches hang close to the ground. It often happens that you find yourself in the woods without a compass. To meet such an emergency, those versed in woodcraft offer many rules and suggestions, but their advice is not always to be depended upon. A sign that is correct in one part of the country is often misleading in another. All signs depend upon one of two things—the sun or the wind. Winds are likely to follow up or down watercourses or jilong the valleys. Therefore they vary in different localities. Likewise, in hilly country the sunlight does not fall evenly upon the trees apd plants, and often leaves misleading signs. Since you will probably have a fairly accurate idea as to what hour of the day it is, you can easily lay out your course for home or camp if you can find the position of the sun. Find a place where the light is even, that is, not in the shadow of a large tree. Then place a pin or a sharp stick, point down, upon your thumbnail, or other polished (Object. A dim shadow will fall away from the sun. At any time before sunset the pointed end of the shadow will show where the sun is, no matter how heavily clouded over it may be, or how thickly the snow may be falling. This method of laying a course has led many a man to camp many times, when all other signs had failed. When you are lost, it is important not to get excited. As long as you keep cool you are not very badly lost.

Strange.

“Some phases of politics are rather hard to understand. ' “No doubt.” » •- - “For instance, you would think a candidate less liable to slip while running on a ‘dry’ plank than a ‘wet’ one.” “Yes.” “But the minute you suggest to a practical politician that he put a ‘dry’ plank in his platform he shows the utmost trepidation.”

She Did.

Mr. Wise —I’d invest that little surplus money you have on hand so that you’ll have something for a rainy day if I were you. Mrs. Wise —I did so today. I fought a new raincoat, a rainy-day skirt and a gold handled* umbrella.

THE EVENING REPUBLICAN, RENSSELAER, INP.

TOLEDO’S FINE ELECTRIC FLAG

The Toledo (O.) courthouse was one of the first public buildings in America on which was -erected mi electrically lighted flag to carry its lesson of patriotism by night as well as by day. The electric flag was originated by E. L. Frantz of Cleveland, and a number of cities have adopted the idea.

YARNS FROM PAPER

New Industries Spring Up as Result of War. Factory In England tyow Spins Threads Fine Enough for Gas Mantles and Strong Enough to Tie Up a Ship.

London. —London has, no doubt, added many new industries to its * list since the war began, but few, perhaps, of greater importance and. fascinating interest than that of paper spinning and weaving. I have had the opportunity of seeing some wonderful things in the way of yarns and textiles manufactured from paper pulp, and also of seeing a demonstration plant at work spinning threads of paper into twine fine enough for gas mantles and strong enough to hold a ship. This wonderland is to be found in Southwark and at the .works of the Textilite Engineering company, which is now supplying British-made machinery, made according to its patents, for the manufacture of every kind of thing imaginable which formerly was made of hemp and jute and flax.

“The things you see around you,” said Mr. George Seaton Mills, the managing director of the company, “are new, and yet they are not new. What I mean is that the people of China, in the days of Confucius, probably twisted a strip of paper in the fingers absent-mindedly and found it had remarkable tensile strength, but what we have done is to make that idea into a practical proposition. “The Germans, with their faculty for imitation, have spun paper for years, but they never could spin it fast enough to make it pay,. We now have found means of spinning the paper four or five times faster than the

ANNAPOLIS DEBUTANTE

Miss Gladys Christy, one of the season’s most attractive debutantes of the “navy set” of Annapolis, is the daughter of Capt. Harley H.. Christy, U. S. N., and Mrs. Christy, and her debut was one of the features of the Annapolis season. .;

Germans and of producing the goods Tour per cent cheaper.” Mr. Mills then showed me around the works and demonstrated all the processes, from the raw material, which in this case is a reel of fine Canadian wood pulp, to the highlyfinished fancy wall coverings in pattern and color. The paper is first cut into strips according to the width of yarn or rope strand required, then ° twisted on frames very similar to those used in cotton or woolen manufacture, and afterward, by means of spools of weft and warp, the material is transferred to looms which will weave anything, plain or fancy, ribbed or patterned. Incidentally, the invention will solve the great problem of how to make up the supply of packing string, for paper is now proved ta be capable of carrying any reasonable weight.

HUNTS 19 YEARS FOR UNCLES

Men Named Poe, and Relatives of the Writer, Thought to Be In California. Chico, Cal. —Continuing a search for her two uncles which has extended over a period of 19 years, Mrs. Nellie E. Miller, whose father was the first cousin of Edgar Allan Po,e, arrived in Chico recently. Her uncles, Edgar Allan Poe and Clifford Poe, were last heard from in 1896, when she was at her home in Hutchinson, Kan., at which time they were in San Francisco, having come there from their home in Hutchinson. Mrs. Miller came to California in 1896, and since then has conducted a search for her uncles, which has taken her to various parts of California. She first went to Redding, where she entered the employ of Judge F. P. Primm as stenographer. From Redding she went to Yakima, Wash., where she remained for nine years. For five years she was employed as court reporter there. Leaving Yakima she went to Eureka, thence to San Francisco, add thence, to Reno, Nev., where she entered the employ of Senator Huskey. Mrs. Miller has had no trace of her uncles since the San Francisco fire and earthquake in 1906, and fears they perished in the disaster. She believes her uncles, if alive, would be anxious to hear from her, and is unable to account for her inability to locate them in this event.

USES TICKET 29 YEARS OLD

Purchaser Arrested Just Before Train Started and Has Been in Prison Since. Kansas City—A man whose face was white and drawn has just ended a long-delayed journey. He entered a train at the Union station here and after a while gave his ticket to the conductor, who regarded it curiously* The ticket called for a trip to Gallatin, Mo., was issued by the Wabash [& railway in was good still’. The passenger told his story briefly, sadly. Twenty-nine years ago he was traveling from Leavenworth to Gallatin. He had arrived in Kansas City and bought a ticket to Gallatin when h* was arrested and taken back to Leavenworth. Found guilty, he had served 29 years in the federal prison in Leavenworth.

GLASS GIVES “$1” TRUE RING

Counterfeit Dollar Is Detected by New Appearance and Twenty-Year-Old Date. Oklahoma * City, Okla Everyone here is on the lookout for what is said to be the most deceptive of silver dola long time. The counterfeit is said to “ring true,” but examination of one of the “dollars" disclosed that this quality was given to it by the use of glass. The real point upon whiefadetectlon rests is the new appearance despite the date of 20 years ago.

SCOTS GET HAGGIS

Men in Trenches to Live on Food of Warriors. British War Office Gives Official Ro» •gnltion to the National Dish of Scots—Famed in Song and Btory. London. —Scotchmen all over the world should thrill with delight at the news that the war office at last has given its official. recognition to their national dish, the haggis. With the laudable object of making the trenches as homelike as possible to the Scottish troops, Mrs. Porter Brown of No. 16 Holland road, Kensington, is raising a fund- to provide for them real Scotch haggis in bulk. If this doetrnot bring to them the scent of the heather and the music of the burn nothing will. The haggis is one of the few national dishes which has retained its splendid isolation. Except m#ybe on Burns nights or at private gatherings of exiles from north of the Tweed it is seldom seen in England. To Scotch whisky and shortbread, especially the former, the Southron has taken very kindly, but to him the haggis is still an alien, probably because it is still too strong for his more delicate stom ach.

For the "great chieftain o’ the puddin’ race,” as Burns calls it, is tc the Sassenach a fearful and wonderful wild fowl. It is made' of a sheep’s heart, liver and lungs, with some of the smaller intestines. These are seasoned with pepper, salt and onions, and the whole is chopped up fine, with suet and oatmeal. Then the mixture is rammed into the membrane of a sheep’s stomach and boiled. And this it is which has helped to make Scotland what she is today. Says Burns, addressing the haggis:

But mark the rustic, haggis fed, The trembling earth resounds his tread Clap in his walie nieve a blade, He’ll mak’ it whissle; An’ legs an’ arms, an heads will sned Like taps o’ thrissles. Evidently not bad stuff to fight on. And now Mrs. Brown’s fund is to be recognized by the war office. Her rich and rare puddings are to go to the front with the sanction of the powers that be; and “Jock” and “Tam” once again will sit around their weH beloved dish all hot from the pot. And when they have eaten of it, woe betide the “boche” that comes within striking distance of their “walie nieves.” There will be dirty work. For, as a Scotchman will tell you, there is gll Scotland in the haggis. There is Bannockburn and Flodden Field and the Forty-Five. There is the wind in the heather and the plunge of the salmon stream. With a bit of haggis on his dirk the Scot c&n see in its stream the banks and braes o’ Bonnie Doon and the bonnie, bonnie banks o’ Loch Lomond. He will feel his foot once more on his native heath, and there will be sparks. But, as a brither Scot would add, their "nieves” would be all the more “walie” if Mrs. Brown would only see to it that a proportionate quantity of mdllow “Old Orkney” were sent to stir into the haggises.

VICTIM OF WAR STRAIN

Miss Ethlyn La Lande, one of the four sisters famous throughout. the South for their beauty, and members of one of the oldest and most exclusive families of New Orleans, whose arrest and detention by the London police when suffering from a nervous breakdown due to her strenuous war ' , * ' v 1

Possible Explanation.

“Why are some ministers called doo tbrs?" asked the Inquisitive person. —“RAeaußft they cure a lot of people ol insomnia, I suppose,” answered tfct wise guy.

HOME TOWN HELPS

HIS VISION OF FUTURE CITY French Architect Sees Great Changes to Be Brought About in the ——-—r-r-r- Years to Come. At a recent gathering of world-re-nowned architects Edouard Henard, architect for the city .of Eftris, .pr®* sented a paper which included a number of novel suggestions as to the requirements in the city plan of the future. He predicted that public service within the next quarter of a century will include many details not yet even under consideration. Most of these are to be supplied by tube and provision for a perfect network .of service tubes must be made in city planning. They would seriously interfere with present arrangements. Vacuum cleaning may be one of these and it will require a pipe from every house for the pneumatic dust removal which will be regarded as an essential part of public health work. As the uses of cold air increase, other tubes will supply it to lower the temperature as desired and for the distribution of fresh air from the sea or the mountains. Mr. Henard emphasized the feasibility of this fresh air supply as a health measure, because of the fact that a meter of fresh air from a nearby street contained 6,000 disease germs, while the same amount from the mountains or the sea need contain almost none. As coal oil is largely used for fuel purposes in Paris and is productive of less smoke and dust than other fuels, he suggests the possibility of an oil pipe service for all residences similar to the gas pipes now in use.

The old idea that the street should be level with the ground may in future be considered erroneous. It should be sufficiently above the surface it is held, to give room for alt these service utilities between it and the ground. The adjacent houses should have basement floors. The sidewalks and roadways should be built like continuous substantial bridges, which after proper construction, would not need to be meddled with except, for repairs. They should be supported by walls of parallel to the adjacent houses and on a level with the second story. Such a plan would make the modern city street two storied, the upper part for pedestrians and light weight vehicles, the lower for service and heavy traffic. This arrangement has already been introduced in Chicago for traffic between the railway stations and certain private warehouses. Re-enforced concrete roofs, Mr. Henard holds, will provide gardens and also landing places for the aeroplanes which will come Into more general use. Garages and hangars will be available below the surface and great elevators will lift these machines from their subterranean quarters as desired. The beginning of these innovations is said to be already in sight. At least one large American hotel has already provided a roof landing for aeroplanes. New York has now a public playground and garden built upon bridge trestling fifty feet from the ground.

BEST TREES FOR THE STREET

Selection Should by No Means Be Allowed to Be a Mere Matter of Haphazard. As to the planting of street trees It is well before coming to any definite decision to study the special situation carefully and to consult arellable nurseryman and then plant with a fixed determination to give each tree every possible chance to make good, which means protection from insects, giving water when needed, insisting that drivers do not leave their horses near the trees where they can gnaw the bark, and last but not least, seeing that the trees have an occasional pruning. The following is a list of the best standard street trees: Rock and Norway Maples, the foliage turning a rich gold and crinfson in the auturn; American Ash, which has beautiful compound foliage, dark green above and beneath, and turns from green to yellow and #ien to a purplish tint'in the autumn; English ElnywETch is very ornamental and re tains its leaves longer than any other variety in the autumn, but which should be protected by spraying from the gypsy moth and elm American Linden, which flowers in July, but as the blossoms are small the falling petals do not litter the ground; Ginkgo, a Japanese tree, growing to a height of some forty to sixty feet and robust enough to endure general city planting; Sycamore and Oriental Plane, the latter a rapid grower and singularly free from insects. The Blue Gum tree may be also added to the list in southern climates.

Many Mislaid Articles.

Protectors against rain seem to be the most easily forgotten- Impedimenta that the traveler carries.. During a recent week 157 articles were left in railway. Of these, 34 were umbrellas and 15 were raincoats. These articles were probably carried by unusually forehanded travelers, but doubtless the clouds cleared off and the careful dtizens hecame preoccupied in fair weather thoughts. -