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GREENCASTEE HER VED, GREENCASTI.E, rSDIAN A. THURSDAY, J AN. 23, lfX>8.

The Greencasile herald Published every evening except Sunday by the Star and Democrat Publishing Company at 17 and 18 SdUth Jackson Street, Greencastle, Ind.

TOKYO’S SLUMS.

F. C. TFEDEX

C. J. ARNOLD

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RAIN ItlllDGE Several from Roachdale attended the skating rink here Saturday. Miss Pearl Brown, who is attending school at Greencastle spent Rat, and Sunday at home. Miss Kate and Antha Petty, spent Saturday and Sunday at H'>a<hdale. Mr. Milton Brown, and some other hoys have bought, the skates of the mgrs. Hann k Isaac, ladies may skate free, but gents 25 cents. Pearl Calloway, spent Saturday, and Sunday at Oarpentersville. Chas. Carver spent Saturday, at Crawfordsville. Mrs. Eliqah McKee, r> ieved word Tuesday, of the death of h**r brother. Seaton Rice, of Vermillion Grove, 111. Mr. Rice's wife died the 13th making a week, and one day between their deaths. Mrs. Rice will be remembered as Elizabeth Catherwood. Mr. C. M. Moffet is on the sick list. A Higher Health Ijevel. “I have reached a higher health level since I began using Dr. King’s New Lif Pills," writes Jacob Springer, of West Franklin, Main. "They keep my stomach, liver and bowels working just right.” If these pills disappoint you on trial, money will be returned at The Owl Drug Store. 25c. jn.

JONES lilt \N< H. The chickenpox is raging in this vicinity. Mr. Albert Heady from Boone Co is spending a few days with his aunt Mrs. Charles Toney and family. Miss Mae Keyt spent Sunday with Miss Elizabeth Heady. Mrs. Toney and daughter, little Miss Goldie, spent Friday wit t Mrs. John Reynolds and daughter Pearl. Will Brown and family and Eirl Toney visited the former's father Chhr'es Brown near Brick Chapel Monday. Mrs. Gertrude Keyt and daughters t Mrs. N'ewgent Airs. Newt Harlan, called on Mrs. Robert Erwlne Tuesday afternoon. Harry Toney and family are going to move from rs. Iweatherman's on Ben Wysong’s piace. Mrs. Will Cox spent Thursday with Mrs. John Reynolds. Maurice Kevt and family visited Mr. and Mrs. Rambo Sunday. Mr. and Mrs. Zimeri Boswell called on the former's sister Warren Goddard and wife. Mrs. David Boswell was taken critically ill Saturday night but ireported some better at this writing Mrs. Toney called on Mrs. Reynolds Wednesday afternoon.

A Cure for Misery. "I have found a cure for the misery malaria poison produces," says R. M. James, of Louellen, S. C. “It’s called Electric Bitters, and comes in 50 cent bottles. It breaks up a case of chills or a bilious attack in almost no time; and it puts yellow jaundice clean out of commission." This great tonic, medicine and blood purifier gives quick relief in all stomach, liver and kidney complaintts and the misery of lame back. Sold under guarantee at the Owl Drug Store. Jn

Don’t Preach About Home Trade and at the same time semi your orders for job printing out of town. Your home printer can do your work just as good, and in nine cases out of ten he can beat the city man’s prices, because he pays much less for running expenses. By sending your next printing order to this office you’ll be better satisfied all around, and you’ll be keeping the money at home.

Worse Than the Worst In Parie, London or New York. Tokyo bus slums whose poverty o- t"E - the last depth of human degradation. Below the cellars of Paris, the alleys of London and the crowded slnins of the New York east side, the ' Japanese capital reveals a lower gulf. It is a n cion that no ray lights. Your moldy man of Paris and your “hooll-l gun” of London do have at times fierce Joys and moments of acid pleasure, j but the microscopic intensity of the distress in tin- Shitaya quarter of Tokyo I i’s out all Iioikv Tokyo has far trei nnny I • >r people, and their disposition is a pressing problem. Thou- * sands are shipped to Korea and Formosa. l>nt the pressure steadily incr • es owing to the constant migration ,,f : ), t "Us Japanese from the provinces to the capital city. J.-pan "irefully avoids all public ref erence to these great sores on its body politic. Their existence is hidden from the foreign visitor. Rarely does a tourist si-e the slums, and specialists studying the city fur precise Infonna- 1 tion are s dnlously kept out of the poorest quarters. Japan is so skillfully press agon ted that the existence of ! tiiese miserable purlieus Is not even suspected hy the average student of conditions. It is a Journalistic rule In Japan not to say anything that tie- : trays weakness In the life of the people. and it is a rule generally ohserv- 1 ed. But there are writers In Japan who tli ■ k tli t in adopting the civii'xntion of the Occident the republican ; form of government should also have l>een Imported, and these give the ministry trouble at times by telling plain, tinpnlata’ie truths The Kokumin newspaper detailed a representative to live the life of the lowest and poorest In Tokyo, and his articles dealing with life in the Shitaya district created an Immense sensation. When translated into English in pamphlet form the government promptly bought up the entire edition and destroyed the plates. —Walter J. Kingsley in World’s Work.

On Both Sides

B> ». F. BRYAN. Co- yrighted, l.W. by E. C. Farcells. O 0

LIKE HUMAN CORKS

How the Water In Great Salt Lake Treats the Bathers. Bathing id Great Salt lake Is a unique experience. Flights of steps lead down into the water from the Interminable platform along which the bathhouses are situ nted. The water is quite shallow at first, and you find a rare enjoyment for a time in wri'jgliug your toes about in the salt that forms the bottom in place of accustomed sand. You are obliged to wade out some distance before you experience the peculiar buoyancy of the lake First you feel your feet trying to swim out from under you. Y'ou find it more and more ditfl cult to walk. Y'ou begin to float in spite of yourself. Tiieu you realize you are nonsinkable. You can't sink if you want to. Throw yourself on your hack or sit down or try to swim, and you bob about like a rocking chair in a freshet. You fee! as though you had iieen turned to cork. Y'ou can't help locking it the phenomenon subjective Jy. Y'ou don't see that there Is anything |>ecu!iur al>out the water. It looks and feels like any other bathing water—nntil you get some of it in your eyes or in your mouth. Then you wish you hadn’t come. Ocean water is sweet in comparison. In fact, the chemists tell us it is eight times less salty. Y'ou can't drown in the lake by sinking. but you can be suffocated to death, which is just about as uncoin fortnbie and undesirable. We found signs everywhere warning us against being too talkative or too frolicsome In the water. When we came out we brought with us large deposits of salt on our skin As the water evaporated we found our selves covered with white crystals. Only a strong shower hath of fresh water or a good clothes brush can put you into (it condition to dress.—Travel Magazine. Weighting a Horse’s Stern. Rome of the officers and men of n vessel once anchored in the harbor of Funchal, Madeira, went ashore for a horseback ride around the island. Aliout halfway up the mountain we came across n little mlzzentoptuan, flushed and evidently very warm, riding a spirited little horse with n stone lied up iu a siik handkerchief slung to his tall. The first lieutenant laughed and said. “What are you doing with that handkerchief, Brown?” “Why. you see. sir,” said Brown, “that when I first hitched her up she pitched badly, t»eing too much by the head, so I just rigged this stone on aft and brought her down to her bearings, and site sails now like a clipper, sir."— “On a Man-of-war.”

What He Had to Say. “Well, George, do you know It Is 1 o'clock? What have you to say for yourself?” “I did have s-s-soinetliin’ to s-sny, my dear, b-but you’ve gone an’ s-scured it out of m-my head. Oh, I remember It n-now!” “Well, what is it?” "Good night.”—Cleveland Plain Dealer.

The Family Jar. “The body of the late Major Jinks was cremated.” “What they goln’ to do with it?” “His widow lias him corked up In a fruit Jar. Says it's the last of the family Jars.’’—Atlanta Constitution.

“Looks pretty, doesn't it?” demanded Ted Barriou us Xeilu Fenway camc out on the broad piazza. The girl glanced over the well kept 1 lawn, past the road and so across the fields to the cool dark of the woods beyond. “Pretty:” she repeated scornfully. “It's Just the loveliest thing 1 ever saw. It looks almost like the country.” "Almost,” echoed Barrion. “I say, that's a bit rough on a fellow. Slichcrly guaranteed that it would be the real thing.” “That’s just the trouble,” she explained. “Y'ou just go to the man and

When a girl with an angel food taste marries a man with a ginger bread Income It's a sign that she doesn't know on which side her bread is buttered.—Dallas News.

“1 SAX', NULL, HOW wornu YOU I.1KE TO CHOCK XT ALL ?’’ tell him you want to give a barn dance regardless of expense. Y'our jack-o'-lanterns are carried by an artist, and they are illuminated by elec trie lights instead of candles. You dance in the barn, but the dancing tloor you laid down costs more than some of the real barns themselves, and the baud you imported from town will play the same music that we are going to have all winter and by the same men.” *T wanted to have the best,” he said a little sulkily ns he turned away. A little hand rested upon hie arm for a brief Instant, though be felt the im press long after it had been removed. “It Is tlie best—your l>ost,” she said. “But it's not a real farm dance any more than this Is a real farm, Ted. It's all a play and a pretense. We were to wear print dresses, and Rita Farnum is upstairs getting into a decollete mulle gown trimmed with real lace. That’s her idea of the way a farmer's daughter dresses.” Ted glanced approvingly at the sim pie little print frock that suited so well the fresh, rounded figure and the piquant face above. “It Is useless to paint the lily—until the lily is faded,” he said, with a little laugh. “When Rita Farnum gets to heaven and she finds her angelic rol»e is not to her liking she will search the other place for a dressmaker to fix it over. All dressmakers will go to—the other place,” he added. "That's the feminine belief,” assented Nella, with a rippling laugh that reminded Ted of the song of birds iu the early morning. “That's where they ought to go,” he growled. “Even eternal torture will not atone their crimes against art and nature in the way they fix over the human form to make it conform to the dresses they have built on those wire models.” “How about the way you have made this farm over into a toy? That is just as bad.” ‘‘What's the matter with the farm?” demanded Barrion. “It's one of the show places of the country. You are the only one who has said anything against it.” “I am disappointed,” explained the girl. “Y'ou see, dad does not like to be reminded of those times when—er”— “Before they found coal on his farm and he got into society.” completed iVd. who knew the story of Joel Fen way's sudden rise to riches and his subsequent avoidance of any reference to his country life. ‘‘Well, dad has hated the country ever since, but I love it. This has been my first visit to a farm since the old days. I was like a little girl promised a new toy when I heard 1 was to t»e one of the house party for the barn dame, but it's not the same." she added wistfully. “You are wearing overalls and a cotton shirt, but you’ve got your sng^’ty manner on, Ted.” The arrival of a hay wagon loaded with guests from a nearby “farm’’ closed the argument. Others of the house party hurried out on the piazza, and Nella was free to wander to the side porch. From a society point of view the arrangements were perfect. At the foot of the side lawn was a stubble field in which lay the great yellow pumpkins cut into jack-o’-lanterns and lighted by electricity, as were those that lined the front lawn. At the rear was tiie huge barn lighted by arc light* hung in great Japanese lanterns, which

made curious patches of color on the polished surface of the specially laid d^ni ing floor. On the lawn were scores of small tables served by negro waiters looking oddly unhappy In their overalls, which for the night replaced their usual service clothes. Y'es, it was all |ierfecL but Nella smiled a little sadly to herself as she recalled the anticipatious which the invitation had aroused. She still loved their old farm, but her stepmother would never permit her to go to the country. It was something she was supposed to forget Ted's fashionable “farm" had l>een a great disappointment to her. It was all so unreal, so insincere, and most of all she was disappointed in the dance itself. She made herself comfortable in one corner of the dark porch, where the music came but faintly to her ears and where she was not liable to interruption. For an hour she sat huddled In a rustic chair that had cost as much as a whole parlor suit in real farmhouses, and it was not until she heard Ted's voice that she recalled herself to the present. "Fve t>eeu looking for you everywhere.” he announced as he came toward her. “The ball is making a great hit. Every one says it is the best of the season, and as a reward Bess says that I may have leave of absence for half an hour.” "Y'our sister makes a charming hostess.” said Nella, with an approving smile. “It must l>e a great relief to have some one to take from your shoulder the burden of entertaining.’ “Y’ou bet,” declared Ted, with more fervor than elegance. “This dance will cover a multitude of social debts. But come; let’s get out of tills and into the real country. It lies just across the road. \Ye can sit over there with the real rustics and Imagine that we are enviously looking on and listening to the music.” Nella fell in with the suggestion, and laughingly they stole across the road to where a little knot of the real farmers had gathered to watch the fun. Ted found a seat for her on a smooth stone and took his place by her side. “It's funny,” he said, “that we on the other side of the fence want to come over here, while those over here wish that they could l»e over there. It's human nature. I suppose, to want what we know nothing of.” “I have been on both sides." she reminded, “and 1 like this side best. Society Is all right for jliose who know nothing else, but I am awfully tired of it, Ted. It is ail so artificial and so unliu man.” “Inhuman, too, for that matter, chuckled Ted. "1 say, Nell, how would you like to chuck it nil? I'm sick of it too. This is a real farm in spite of its society trimmings, i'll cut out some of tlie trimmings, and we’ll make It real. Then we can live on both sides of tlie fence, content on either side with the knowledge that we have the key to the gate.” Nella's hand stole into his. “It would be very nice—on both sides of the fence—with you,” she said softly.

Postponed. Beaming with joy, little Mr. Meek sat upon tlie edge of his high backed chair. His spectacles were dim with happiness, and he listened in rapt attention to tlie remarks of his prospective mother-in-law. “I must tell you frankly. Mr. Meek said the lady, “that my consent to your marrying my daughter has been wrung from me only under protest. I knew that If I did not agree she would disgrace the family by an elojiement. When she wants anything we always have to give it to her *r take the con sequences, and long experience has taught me that I might us well try to fan off a cyclone as reason with her when she loses her temper—especially if there Is n flatiron handy or a rolling pin. Has the marriage day l»een fixed yet?” But Mr. Meek’s spectacles were no longer misty. “I have, madam,'* he remarked nervously, “to see a man about a dog. If you will excuse me I’ll chat it over with you—er—tomorrow!” And as he flew out of the hall door the little man congratulated himself upon the fact that tomorrow never comes.—Loudon Answers.

The Wisdom of Karma. The pundit Karma sat by the river and watched the ripples. A man came toward him carrying a skin of wine on his shoulders. “Master," he said to Karma, “Is the bridge safe?” And lie pointed to the twisted ro|»es that crossed the stream. “I am not accustomed to pass judgment hurriedly,” replied the pundit “Before 1 can either condemn or pratke the bridge I must know that it has been fully tested twice.” ‘‘Y'ou are too fussy,” said the man and straightway started across. But the ropes sagged lieueath him. and finally he fell Into the current “The bridge is not safe!” Karma called to him. The man angrily waded ashore. “But I thought you required two tests?” he said to the wise one. ‘That is true,” Karma replied. “A little while before your arrival I tried to cross and ftfil in the river myself.” And the man was very angry, and when he reached a safe distance he rudely threw n stone at Karma, but happily missed him.

Bombarded. “Ah, my friend," said the old soldier. “you don't know what It is to be in the midst of a shower of shells." “Yes, 1 do” responded the younger man. “Been In the war?” “No, but I have often sat In the parquet while the gallery gods were munching peanuts.”—Detroit Tribune.

WASTED PRECAUTIONS. A Sped of Worry and Anxiety That Went For Naught. Ferguson was wending his uncertain way homeward, sorely troubled in his mind over the curtain lecture he knew was In store for him and casting about for some means of evading it. Suddenly a brigiit idea was evolved from his befuddled brain. He would slip into the house and get quietly into bed without awakening ills wife. Accordingly be stole gently upstairs, carefully undressed outside the door and crept Into lied, with his face toward the outside. He mentally congratulated himself upon his success thus far and went to sleep. . When he awoke in the morning he dared not look at his wife, and after lying still for a few minutes and not hearing any noise from her he coneluded she was still asleep. He then determined to arise very quietly, carr\ Ids clothes outside the door, dress there and go downtown to business without waiting for breakfast. He was successful in this. and. meeting tlie servant girl downstairs, he said: “Eliza, you can tell your mistress 1 expect to l>e very busy today and therefore I didn't stay to have breakfast wljh lift- tills morning." “Laws, sir!” said Eliza. "Missis went away yesterday morning to her mother’s and said she wouldn't be back till this evening."—London Telegraph.

ENGLISH JUSTICE.

Hard on Petty Thieves and Light on Wife Beaters. It is only aliout a century since the death penalty was inflicted in England for theft not exceeding the value of a sheep. Now some of the Loudon journals are making a merciless exposure of magistrates throughout the kingdom who keep up the tradition by sentencing petty thieves to jail while inflicting only trifling fines upon wife beaters and even more brutal offenders. In one police court one defendant was fined 10s. Cd. for knocking his wife down iu the street because she refused to give him money for drink, and another was sentenced to sixty days' imprisonment for damaging growing potatoes and stealing two footballs. F t cruelty to a horse, beating his wife, who was ill. with fist and hammer and leaving her with nothing to eat one man was fined 10 shillings, wli > ,::i >t!iei\ charged with stealing a pair of socks valued at sixpence, got fourteen days' hard labor. It would not 1-e difficult to make up a list of similar cases from American police courts, yet the tendency in America is rather toward a higher estimate of the value of human life.—Van Norden Magazine.

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Australian Curiosities. There are some curious things in central Australia. Lake Amadeus iu the dry season is merely a sheet of salt. Ayers rock, aliout five miles round, rises abruptly from the desert. Formerly vast rivers flowed here, and the dlprntodou. a wombat-like creature worthy of its name and four times as large as a kangaroo, flourished on the plains. Now there are hardly any animals to lie seen. The fish live iu water holes of the hills until the floods wash them down to the valleys. At the end of the wet season the water frogs fill themselves with water, roll themselves in tlie mud and lie low till the next rains, which may not come for two years. Meanwhile the provident frog, like tlie Tnousie" of Robert Burns, may have the misfortune to furnish a drink to a thirsty black. The natives also get water from tlie roots of trees. They are In the “totem" stage and revere certain plants or animals which protect them. Men of one group can only marry women from another single group. The Need of Common Sense. I had a really scientific man to see me the other day, and in the course of our investigation of a point we had iu common it was necessary to wash out a bottle. The bottle was empty. It was a round, wabbly vessel, and he had to bold It under the water a long time so that it might get full enough of water to hold it down. I asked him why he did not till it with water first, and he laughed and said he did not think of It. And that bears out my contention that it is not because a man is as “clever as paint” that he therefore grasps “the common sense of common things.”—G. H. R. Dabbs in Fry's Magazine.

Why Currants Are Nutritious. The reason why currants are so remarkably nutritious is that they consist to a very Large degree of saccharin in Its most easily digestible form— that of grape sugar. The piquant flavor of the currant, which adds so much to its pleasantness as a food, is derived from tlie valuable percentage of tartaric acid which the berry contains. Potash is also present In the form of cream of tartar and is undoubtedly of dietetic value.—Ladies’ Pictorial.

No Excitement. ‘•Here,” said the dramatist, "we have a husband who loves his wife and a wife who loves her husband.” “Weil?” “How am I to construct a drama from such material?’’—Louisville Cou-rier-Journal.

Hie Inference. “Evidently a Turkish bath Is a scheme to keep one jierpetually dirty.” “I Judge from what you say thal you’ve never taken one.” "No, but I’ve seen a Turk.”—Ex change.

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