Hope Republican, Volume 1, Number 19, Hope, Bartholomew County, 1 September 1892 — Page 2

HOPE REPUBLICAN. Br Carter & Son. HOPE INDIANA One G. Vogelsang, a Texas scientist, has discovered that we live inside of the earth, that the sun, moon and stars are similarly hemmed in, that the sun is only 800 miles distant and but eighty miles in circumference. The whole outfit, he declares, was originally made to amuse the angels. These people who are speaking of Mars and “her” moons are rusty in mythology or perverse as to the sacredness of traditions. The ancient always invested the namesake of the fiery orbit with the sternest attributes, and to speak of him in the feminine gender looks like a shrewd campaign concession to the female suffragists. The discovery of the photographic trick by which Chinamen have been imported contrary to law has destroyed one conviction which has hitherto been well nigh universal among Caucasians. That conviction was that Chinamen were so much alike that it was impossible to tell one from another. The camera, it seems, has had no difficulty in distinguishing them, and the United States officials have now learned the lesson. A New Haven judge has officially declared that newspapers must not criticise the bench lest they encourage lawlessness by so doing. This might be sound doctrine if courts were infallible, but there have been those who were ignorant, corrupt or prejudiced beyond the possibility of administering justice. In fact some have been the victims of all these shortcomings, and mere criticism was too good for them. The judge who respects the law and his high calling finds his hands strengthened by the newspapers. The Intercontinental Ra i 1 w a y which will make possible a trip between New York and Patagonia at no distant day, is making fair progress. Three surveying parties are now at work in Central America, Columbia and Peru. The line in South America will follow the central valley between the western and the central ranges of the Abides. The towns along the proposed route are enthusiastic for its progress. It is probable that within five years a continuous railway route may exist between New York and Patagonia, and this desolate land will open a new field for enterprise, and Terra del Fuego can be utilized as a summer resort. »■ • 1 The news of the failure of Baron Hirsch’s object of founding Jewish colonies in the Argentine Republic will not surprise any one who understands the conditions of existence in that country and the idiosyncrasies of the Russian Jews who were sent there. Some of those expelled from Russia have tried Brazil as well as Argentine, but they have not been able to get along in either countryThere are reasons for this failure. They are nearly all in a state of poverty; they are unwilling to engage in agricultural pursuits; they caunot find opportunities of trading; they are not skilled operatives in any branch of industry; they refuse to work as common laborers; they do not assimilate with the native population; they are obnoxious to many of the adherents of the Catholic church: their presence is not regarded as desirable by any South American government. Those of them who went to Brazil two years ago have left the country in despair, and those of them who went to Argentine are reported to be in a dreadful plight. The only country in which the Jews driven out of Russia have been able to get along is the United States. It is in this country that the great body of the Jews of Russia are desirous of settling. We have a report from Paris that Baron Hirsch is coming over here to ascertain whether room can be found for the three and a half millions of them whom he has offered ! to assist in leaving Russia.—New York Sun,

A CAMP FILE FISH STORY. N. Y. Times. About this time last September a camp lire burned brightly on the north shore of Lake Superior at a point a few miles west of the mouth of Pigeon River. Every evening three of my friends and I sat around the fire to smoke, after supper pipes. When the pipes were, glowing, the incidents of the day's hunting were lovingly dwelt upon, and hunting and fishing stories were told. One night, when I had returned to camp from the dark clear waters of Lake Superior without the “whales” that I had boastfully alleged I would catch, one of my comrades, whose hair was white and whose form was slightly bent with age,looked through keen black eyes at me, and then looked beyond me at the past, and he smiled pleasantly at scenes which he conjured up. “Frank,” he said, “you can handle a double-barrelled shot-gun fairly well for one of your age, and you can catch black bass, and brook trout when they are hungry. But you do not possess knowledge of lake trout nor do you know how to catch them. I’ll tell you a story, and then I hope that you will realize that to catch lake trout requires intelligence as well as bait,” and he added, rather savagely for so aged and usually good natured a sportsman, “and, ray boy, bull-head luck don t count in lake trout fishing.” He said: “When I was a young man (he is over seventy), I spent a season in prospecting for copper mines on the south shore of Lake Superior. With me was a middleaged Indian who had spent his life in hunting and fishing and loafing in the forests and on the waters of the lake region. He knew the wilderness thoroughly. He knew where the deer and moose lived. He knew in which lake the wild waterfowl could be found, and he knew where trout, pickerel, and black bass lurked in dark, cold water. He posssssed all desirable knowledge relative to the region. One night when we sat by the camp-fire the Indian was in a talkative, confidential mood. He said: “In this lake,” indicating La'-e Superior with a backward toss of his head, “are very large trout. About three miles from here there is a reef in the lake where the water is not over fifty feet deep. The trout gather on this reef in large numbers. They are alway there, but they will not take the hook excepting in certain seasons. If you could catch one of these fish you would never again eat a pickerel.” Then he told of catching trout on this reef that were from three to four feet long and that rpust have weighed from twenty to thirty pounds. Of course I wanted to catch and eat one of these fish. The next day he paddled me to the rCef. I fished for hours but caught nothing. That night I thought out a plan. The next morning I sent to the settlements for supplies, and in the list of articles needed was a fish globe, and I wrote to my agent to be sure to send me the globe. In due time the globe arrived. I filled it with water, caught a few minnows and put them in it. Then I tied a piece of cloth over its neck, first pulling out one-half the threads so that water could flow in and out. I tied a short rope to the shank of the globe, and a heavy fish line around its neck. To the loose end of the short rope I tied a heavy stone for an anchor. I put a short, dry log in the canoe and was ready to set my bait. The Indian watched my preparations with silent scorn. Catch lake trout with a glass jar! The scheme was too absurd tq be worthy of a warrior’s consideration. The savage had had a low opinion of me before. But now I had lost all caste. He reluctantly paddled me and my childish traps to the reef. He grunted, pig-like, when I spoke to him. Words were not to be wasted on such as I. Arrived over the reef I carefully lowered the stone anchor and the minnow-charged jar, where the stone struck bottom, and pulled the line taut and tied it to the little log whjcb I had thrown overboard, and which was sufficiently buoyant to support the globe that was suspended in the water about four feet from the bottom. I believed that the lake trout would seethe minnows that they would try to catch them, (hat their repeated failures would make them ravenous, that they would actually rub their noses against the glass until they became sore, and that, when I was ready to fish, they would be keen to bite. I laughed when I had the bait fixed to my satisfaction, and the Indian looked at me through keen eyes, as though he thought I had finally gone crazy. “I did not visit the reef for two days. Then I said: ‘Come, Henry, we will go catch some trout.’ I took ray lines, and a pail of minnows for bait, and bade the Indian get the canoe ready. He reluctantly obeyed. Arrived at the buoy, I baited a hook and dropped the line. I felt the sinker strike the bottom, and then I felt a mighty tug on the line. The fish dashed for the deep water. The Indian knew that I had peeked a fish just as quickly as I did,

and he thrust hig paddle in the wator and wo followed the fish so as to get away from the buoy line. Then I pulled the fish in. No artistic playing with an eight-ounce rod, but just heavy hand-over-hand pulling. That fish weighed twenty pounds. The Indian's eyes blazed with excitement. He struck his open mouth with his open palm to express his astonishment, and quickly paddled me to the buoy. Again I dropped the line. Again the bait was instantly grabbed and the eager fish darted off. We followed till beyond danger of entanglement with the buoy line, when the fish was pulled into the canoe. The fish were as twins. Two were sufficient to supply my party with food and I refused to catch more, much to the disappointment of the Indian, who wanted to load the canoe. Every other day after that the Indian—now most respectful in his manner and speech—-and I caught from two to three trout. They were the best fish I have ever eaten. “When I left the region, not having found a copper mine, the Indian begged for the globe, saying: ‘Give it to me. I will cache it in the forest. When I want trout I will sot it and catch them. No other Indian who lives on the shores of the great lakes can catch these trout out of seasonj I will be a great man, and may be i will become a chief. At any rate I will be strong medicine.’ So I gave the globe to him and left one happy savage in the north woods.” I considered that a good story and a true story, and I resolved to imitate my aged comrade. So, on the following morning, I rigged up a glass sugar bowl, filled it with minnows and anchored it in the lake, and the next day I fished there and never got a bite. I hauled in my bowl and rowed to shore and said nothing about my failure, but I silently denounced my aged comrade as one who exaggerated the successes of his youth. Progress in Science. A recent departure in obtaining extra draught for furnaces in steamships without the use of blowers or other devices has been successfully tried on the Scot of the Cape Mail line. This vessel has been furnished with smokestacks one hundred and twenty feet high aboye the grates. The increased draught|is equivalent to a water pressure of three-fourths of an inch. The vessel’s speed is nineteen knots. Many years ago an ocean steamship made only ten or twelve revolutions of the engine, using only five pounds of steam pressure. With this she averaged about eight knots. High-powered ships of the present day use thirty-six times this pressure and make seven times the revolutions. Their speed is only two and a half times as great. The following metals will conduct electricity in the following proportions, viz.: Silver, 100; coppejr, 96; gold, 72; aluminum. 52; zinc, 26; platinum, 16-iron, 16; nickel, 12: tin,11; lead, 7. Of the above, copper and iron have the greatest commercial value as electrical conductors. The use of oil to smooth the sea in rough weather has been applied to a life buoy. Valves are opened automatically, releasing the oil gradually and preventing the heavy waves from breaking over the buoy and suffocating the person in it. Recent experiments show that an electric current will travel over a good conductor at the rate of 500, - 000 miles a minute, or around the earth in three seconds. Eight travels at the rate of 1,000,000 miles a min ute. Few Carry Themselves Correctly Providence Journal. “The prevailing style among women of dressing the neck low, said an artist recently, “emphasizes the fact my profession has long accepted, that a woman with a head well supported by a graceful neck and rising from even, sloping shoulders, is not common. Look about in a company of young women whose faces, perhaps, are delicate and pretty, often beautiful, and whose figures seem, when facing them, rounded and elegant, and then get behind them and see how few show an attractive poise from that point. Even if she have a good back and shoulders, which is almost rare to an exception, she carries her head so far forward of her chest as to develop an angle at the nape of the neck where nature certainly never intended to put one. Most women, however, have prominent shoulderblades, one shoulder point rising higher than the other, or, worse still, a trick of carrying the right side of the figure a trifle in advance of the left, which gives them from a side or back view a decidedly crooked appearance. This, too, in spite of the modern hue and cry about gymnastics and modern physical culture. It is going to take a generation of careful training to do away with these bad habits, and when I see the young school-girls going about the streets by dozens with heads still bent and shoulders rounded, I think it may take several generations to accomplish much good."

THE LADIES.

Russia still has many odd and curious marriage customs,which would be interesting to the Mona Card cuit. One is for the bride and bridegroom to race madly down the aisle as soon as the bridal procession enters the church, because of the belief that whoever places a foot first on the cloth in front of the altar will be master of the household. In some provinces the young wife is obliged to take off her husband’s boots in the presence of the guests in token of her submission. A. whip falls from the boot, and with it the husband strikes the wife three times. A TRAVELING DRESS. As many make use of the summer mouths for traveling purposes, a word in season about a very pretty traveling dress for a young person. You will find it shown in the picture. It consists of skirt, open jacket and blouse, the materials being lawn tennis woolen, cream foundation striped with red and yellow,and Scoth plaid silk in which red predominates. The blouse is belted in

with a band of gold galloon, and the collar is also covered with the galloon. The jacket hangs open, and the skirt grazes the ground. Orepons are extremely modish for out-of-door costumes, races, rowing and sports of all day. In happy contrast to the box-coat masculine is the feminine whole-back coat, which is now cut in graceful Watteau lines, gathered full in the back beneath a full collar and made up in fine, soft materials, is very dainty and becoming. The coat shown in the illustration is of Liberty cashmere in pale gray, lined with Liberty silk of brocaded' yellow and white, and adapted from an eighteenth century design. A double frill of pale yellow chiffon finishes the neck and falls in a full cravat in front, and the little glimpses of the lining revealed here and there coroj

plete the dressy effect which makes the little garment a favorite for summer wear. The Cogswell Polytechnic School of California has a girl student in its blacksmithing department who has taken up that vocation seriously, with a view to making ornamental forged work, in which a woman may work to advan tage. The girl blacksmith, Miss Ray Beveridge, is a petite and pretty maid, with original ideas and unusual physical strength for a woman. And one of these ' ideas is that in designing attractive

iron ornamentk a woman’s fancy will nrove more alert and dainty than a man’s. To perfect herself in her art she is studying designing, drawing and modelling, as well as doing practical work at the forge, in the shop where the men students receive thoir training. She wears in the work room a dress of heavy wool material, suspended from her shoulders with regular susnenders, an apron of leather to shield her clothing from the flying sparks, and her sleeves are rolled to the elbows from arms that are small, but brown and sinewy. She wields a twelve pound hammer, and keeps her forge fire glowing herself with a blast engine.

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Another woman, Mrs. Farrar, of England, has ascended the Matterhorn,the ascent occupying seventeen hours, and being rendered particularly dangerous by a terrific snow storm. Among other women of courage and endurance whose exploits have rivalled this are Mrs. Jackson, who with a German climber discovered a new route up Dent Blanche, one of the most awkward ascents in Switzerland; Mrs. Main, who ascended the Jungfrau in midwinter, and a lady who last summer raced two other travelers —men —up Monte Rosa in a gale of wind and reached the summit first. The work of the “Shut in Society’’ appeals to the interest of all sympathetic women, and is of inestimable benefit and pleasure to its afflicted members. The society was founded fifteen years ago by Mrs. Gonklin, of Madison, N. J., an invalid for many 3 r ears, who, finding the monotony of the sick room dreary, conceived the idea of entering into correspondence with other people similarly afflicted in order that they might be mutually cheered. The correspondence proved so pleasant that it was extended to other invalids, until finally the number became so large that the correspondents organized themselves into

MRS. WM. M. EVARTS.

a society composed of members, invalids shut in from the world, and associate members, who, not invalids themselves, volunteer to correspond with members in a certain assigned district, and to subscribe at least $1 a year. The society is largely composed of women, but there is a men’s department and a children’s branch. The principal interests of the society are its library, which sends out books and periodicals to all parts of the Union, and also abroad; its wheelchair department, which furnishes invalids’ chairs to members unable to buy them; its paper, the Open Window, and its Invalids’ Auxiliary which is supporting a native nurse in a Shanghai hospital. Another branch of the work is writing letters to prisoners. About 1,700 have been sent to prisoners in Sing Sing. Gold-Mining in New York. Recently a very large concern, which has been manufacturing gold watch cases in Bond street for many years, decided to go out of business. I After all the other arrangements had been concluded the building was sold, the sellers reserving the right, however, to remove everything except the interior walls. The inner walls and floors were taken out and burned and the ashes carefullv searched for gold dust and fillings. Fifteen thousand dollars' worth of gold is said to have been recovered in this manner. Tricoupes, the Greek Premier dresses like an American broke*. ’