Indianapolis Journal, Volume 54, Number 80, Indianapolis, Marion County, 20 March 1904 — Page 23

PART THREE.

THE INDIANAPOLIS JOURNAL, SUNDAY, MARCH 20, 1904. 5 KoKomo's City ParK a Most Attractive Pleasure Ground Many Visitors Come, Even in Winter, to DrinK the Heolth-Givin g Mineral Water from Its Wells... A Popular Resort

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Her Experience Hospital Incidents, More or Leas Inconsequential. That Impress a Convalescent Patient

I ment. by one of those sudden and I i.lnl. . 1, (llncxza that. arrive from space without warning, and strike a knock-out blow at the beginning. To make it worse, she was away from home, visiting her sister at the latter's boarding house. Her presence ras naturally unwelcome in the boarding house, and her sister, who had imperative business duties which could not be altogether neglected, was almost killed by the pressure of double work and anxiety. Still, the doctor said the patient was too ill to be moved; but after a fortnight or so, he pronounced her sufficiently improved to be safely transferred to the hospital. She was carried down the stairs and placed la one of the dilapidated old rattletraps which serve the city of Indianapolis for ambulances. She viewed it with amazement, for in her own very much smaller city the ambulance was a thing of elegance and luxury, with mattresses and springs so perfect that no Jolt could reach the sufferer within. However, all's well that ends well, and she was soon deposited . In a comfortable btd iu the hospital, feeling the intense relief of the escape from anxiety her sister's anxiety for her, and her own anxiety for her sister. The nurse assigned- her was a beautiful young Kentuckiau, with a noble head superbly set upon a splendid figure, a low, broad forehead, dark blue eyes under level brows, features perfect in every line, and a complexion pure, as a snowdrop's and almost as colorless. She performed her duties skillfully, and the mere sight of her beauty was a pleasure and a refreshment, and yet, under all the faithful care on the one side and grateful courtesy on the other, there was a deep underlying antagonism. Both knew it. though neither expressed It. The fact was. each was "She-who-must-be-obeyed." In the case of the nurse. hr natural dominance had been reinforced by years of absolute authority; in the case of the patient, there was the amiable, unconscious despotism of the mother for many years a widow, and sole head of her family. Even though her chief aim in life might have seemed to a spectator to be to find out what the dear children wanted and to give it to them if possible, even though she never uttered commands, only advice and requests, yet Nthe piety and affection of her children had made her rule absolute; she was accustomed to "run" things, to do what seemed right in her own eyes. Why, even the family physician for many years had only been called in consultation, as it were to add his scientific knowledge of diseases and remedies to her personal knowledge of this special case, whether her own or a child's. It may' well be suspected that the experienced middle-aged matron is the most recalcitrant subject with whom the trained nurse has to deal. The idea that she should be turned over absolutely to the automatic rule of that resolute young person, and be compelled, in the absence of the physician, to carry out directions that he left twentyfour or" forty-eight hours ago, regardless of the fact that her condition and symptoms Lave entirely changed meanwhile, and what was salutary then would be injurious now! It may be remarked in passing that gentle obstinacy is a great force, and that the patient succeeded In managing her case pretty much as she thought best, in spite of the nurse and all her authority! When the sick woman had a little recovered from the fatigue of removal, she began to look about her. She was in a large square room, rather too handsome and handsomely furnished, it struck her, for a hospital. There was too much molding about the woodwork, too much carving on the furniture, too much lodging for dust Moreover, &he roon learned that the hardworking nurses, each of whom had four patients under her care, also had to sweep the four large rooms. No long-handled brushes for the polished floors were furnished them; they were oblised to sweep them laboriously with a broom in a bag. The worst thing about the room was the handsome chandelier, with two electric Jlghts and two gas Jets, hung high up in the center of the room. There was no possible way of screening it or of shieldiug the patient from the torturing blaze of electric light, switched on whenever the nurs entered the room, and sometimes forgotten when she left it. At 10 the electric light was turned off. and a gas Jet lighted to burn all night. However, .at a protest from the patient this was turned off, and the blessed boon of darkness was obtained. From the moment when she entered the hospital the patient heard the sound of running water, running down the pipes by the head of her bed. apparently. She expected it to stop presently, but it went on forever, like Tei-nyson's brook. She tried to Imagine that it was the soothing sound of a running brook, but her mind remained obstinately aware that it was nothing of the kind. Only In "the dead watch and middle of the night" dkl it startle her by stopping for an hour or two. The second night a lucid explanation of the matter occurred to her. "Why. of course," she reflected, "in the night they tunf the water system of the hospital upside down, to restore the balance of what h:is run away through the day. When It is balanced, it is still for a while, until it gets started again." She had not been really delirious u any time during her illness, and had had scarcely any fever since her removal to the hospital, yet she Implicitly believed in this theory, as a clear and satisfactory scientific explanation, for several days. Then she becan to see flaws in it. The questicn of commissary began to be Interesting. Her physician had found her almost too well satisfied with the diet of Ice cold milk prescribed for her. and when she was removed to the hospital admonished her that she was now able to take a little more substantial food, and should make an effort to do so. The nurse consulted on the subject of what there was to eat. meiUioned soup, which sounded promising. In fact, soup was served twice a day always, ami was unusually good not greasy, agreeable In flavor and generally warm. The iced milk was the same us the article served in hotels under that name, that is. chopped ice was put Into the milk, the resulting compound possessing the merits of neither of its constituents, beinj? too fluid to be ice and too dilute to be milk. After the first day her nurse used to et her undiluted milk in some way she had a suspicion it was "swiped" from the sup ply sent up for tea and coffee. On the whole, considering the verv mod erate rate askt-d by the hospital, the fare furnished might be called generous. The menu was better than the cooking. thuh It weeuie.l to the sick woman to have little special adaptation to the neds of invalids but this was probably a mre personal preference. Most peopU- objt-ct strenuously to being fed "flops" hm they are sick. nd tnty were doubtless betur satisfied

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than they would have been with a more special diet. As she grew stronger the days were very long, but when she grew able to sit up a little she could have her chair in a position whence, in a narrow rift between the walls, trees were visible beautiful Indiana trees. They were leafless, but the Intricate interlacings of their boughs against the sky was a beauty and delight to beguile many an hour. The nurse had patients who needed atten tion far more than the convalescent did. She could not ask her for anything more than necessary attention. Friends came and made happy some lonely hours. Once or twice one of the pink-cheeked Protestant sisters who conducted the hospital came in to inquire kindly after the patient, bringing a pleasant air of calm unworldliness with her, looking sweet and sanctified and complacently religious. Finally the convalescent grew strong enough to venture out into the hall, and received a welcome invitation from the little auburn-haired woman across the hall. ".Please come in and talk to roe." The little woman was all life, energy and fire one of those women common in America who would have graced the position of President's wife, but their lot being otherwise cast have dignified that of a poor workingman's wife instead. A relative had left her a small legacy and she had come to the hospital to have a long-needed surgical operation performed. All had been done successfully, and she was soon to return home. Her husband would come to see her, forlorn and despondent, after the manner of man deprived of his home maker. "I hope you'll be able to come home soon, Mary," was the burden of his conversation. "I try to manage carefully, but I don't know what becomes of the money it just melts away." How many a man, the other woman reflected, would make the same discovery if the wife -he thinks rather extravagant were away and he had to manage the tamily expenses! Then came the great man of her husband's family. The great man happened to be a woman, which made it all the worse. She came in, big and important not that she was a stout woman, but that the sweep of -her black silk train and her grand furred mantle seemed to leave no room for anything else, to sweep the rest of the world off Into holes and corners. lief business was to bully the sensitive little woman because the fourteen-year-old boy had been staying out of school in his mother's absence. The other woman- divined the situation and the type of boy the wayward, unmanageable youngster, to whom his mother's love was the only restraining force In the universe the boy that the mother could save. If they would let him alone, but that a little injudicious outside interference would drive off into defiance and outlawry. i When there was no company the two patients talked together, as if they had been stranded on a desert isle told each other their past lives, and discussed everything, from theology and evolution to domestic economy, from Browning to "Mrs. Wiggs of the Cabbage Patch." Hut the day came when the little woman was dismissed to go to the home where she was eagerly awaited, and, being dressed in regular clothes for the first time in a month, departed, leaving the other woman forlorn. The room across the hall stood empty for two days, then late one night there came a sound ofhurry and scurry, of hysterical sobbing and swift orders. "An emergency case brought in from the railroad station" was the information vouchsafed by the busy night nurse, who had all the restless invalids on two whole floors of the hospital to care for through the night. Before the morning broke the emphatic proclamation of a very indignant boy baby (no one could hear his vclce and not know his sex) that he did not like this world he had come to, and he did not think he was treated right, enlightened the listener as to the nature of the emergency case across the hall. The young mother had been returning from the bedside of a dying sister to her home in another State and the young man had arrived unexpectedly with his carefully prepared wardrobe some hundreds of miles away. He was wrapped In a piece of heavy cotton-flannel, many times washed, until it was about as stiff as a board, laid in a nest of pillows in a rocking chair and informed that if he wasn't warm he ought to be there was the radiator. It was also decided-according to the latest dictates of science that he didn't need anything to eat for two days. The young mother was not allowed the privilege of touching her first-born; she must not dream of having him beside her; that would disturb her. So. by way of keeping her quite calm and easy the youngster lay wrapped in his stiff, hard square of cotton flannel, on the other side of the room and yelled lustily day and night for somebody to come and pick him up and put him with his own mamma. The neighbor across the hall sometimes slipped in, in defiance of all rules, and turned the screaming morsel of humanity on his ether side, or even picked him up and cuddled him and soothed his woes. Great was the indignation of the nurse when the Interloper was finally detected in one of these unauthorized acts. She was doubtless very naughty, but she could not help rejoicing that none of her own babies had received scientific hospital bringing up. The young mother was shielded from the terrible electric light overhead in the center of the room, so that there was no escaping itby a thin paper bag drawn over the globe. It did not perceptibly decrease the intensity, but it made the color yellow instead of white. In the course of two or three days the doctor came in with a whole outfit of dainty clothing which one mother in the city had loaned, or possibly the young man's own trousseau had been telegraphed for and sent by express, and the youngster was fittingly arrayed. But they still kept him away from his mother, and by this time he had become a confirmed misanthrope and pessimist, and hourly proclaimed his wrongs in the only language of which he was master. Meanwhile, the convalescent, dally growing stronger and more restless, wandered up and down the halls and saw many sights of heroic courage and patience. There was the boy. whose right arm. terribly mangled and torn by a mill accident, in which his brother was killed, had been amputated, and who was proud and happy because, afttr two months on his back, he was able to sit up in bed. In a few weeks more he could go home and they had promised that he should have his place in the mill again. Except for the loss of his brother he seemed to think his cup of Joywas full and to have no doubt that he could do his work without a right arm. There was a middle-aged business man. with n thin. sen?itlve face, one of the typhoid fever patients, who seemed in a fair way to be a martyr to his own politeness. A cheerful, blooming old gentleman, well along in the eighties, discharged the duties of friendship by coming to see him almost dally and discoursing cheerfully for an hour or two in a voice like rumbling thunder. Most of the inmates on. that floor were typhoid fever patients, though a few were recovering from medical operations, and a few were convalescents, able to be around, and eager to get away. And everywhere were the busy, cheerful, hardworking nurses, sustaining daily labor of such severity that the patient wondered why they did not all break down. A few of the younger ones might occasionally be careless or "flip." but on the whole they all discharged their arduous duties with a faithfulness and gentleness worthy of all praise. When the day of her release came she bade farewell to her own nurse with sincere gratitude, but the beautiful Kentucklan did not unbend to be coidial; she felt an inward conviction that the patient had always been a rebel.

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I ing forty-two acres, which, for sceiiiv; ueauij, was irn equals to the State. It would seem as if nature especially designed the lo cality for a park. It contains five deep driven wells, each flowing a mineral water, but ' differing in degree of strength. In some the mineral strain can scarcely be detected. These Wflls have accomplished many wonderful cures and are noted over the State. The water is regularly drank by hundreds of people in Kokomo, and invalids visiting In the city soon learn to value its curative properties, and become steady drinkers of it. Diseases pronounced incurable by the medical profession have been benefited by use of the water, if not cured. Many Kokomo people claim to have been cared of long-standing maladies which refused to yield to medical treatment. During the recent high waters the steady stream of water' drinkers at the park continued unabated. They came with their jugs, and Superintendant Bridwell, grasping the situation, constructed a scaffolding to the north well the strongest one that they might reach it. The water from the small creek near by reached almost to the basin Into which the well poured Its contents with steady stream. ' For several years prominent business men of Kokomo have discussed the project of erecting a- sanitarium in the vicinity of the park, but the project has never assumed definite form. In the heat of the summer a favorite diversion is to take a streetcar, ride to the park to cool off. and get a drink of the park's water. When a prohibitionist at a late hour is Feen returning with a demijohn, no one thinks of suspecting his good intentions, knowing that he merely carries water. It quenches the fiercest thirst, and has a soothing effect upon an irritable and rebellious stomach. Not less than 100,000 people visit the Kokomo park annually." It is a favorite

Memorial to Robert Dale Oweji Proposed by Indiana Women

A' Man to Whom Much Gratitude Is Due for His Efforts in Securing tHe Liberal State Laws Governing tHe Property J&JZ? Rig'Hts of Women F.N'KFITS FORfiOT is not onlv B the epitaph of self-sacrificing ness as well, and that this is the fact with reference to Robert Dale Owen has been strikingly exemplified In .the present agitation to place a memorial to this celebrated character in the Statehouse, at Indianapolis, this to be done by the women of Indiana for whom, perhaps, Robert Dale Owen did more, in the large, than any other one person or influence in this commonwealth. This movement has recently been inaugurated by Mrs. Julia A. Conklin, well-known as a writer and a clubwoman and actively Identified with the public life of the State for many years, and is sponsored by the State Federation of Clubs, although it is not to be limited to the latter organization but is to Include every woman in Indiana who may wish to contribute the smallest possible sum to help swell the fund to honor the memory of this benefactor of her sex. "Who is Robert Dale Owen?" ask many, and even those who have knowledge of his life and public service have only a vague notion of what he really accomplished, save that he was connected in a general way with the founders of New Harmony, or at least with the early life of that community. Robert Owen, his father, was one of the remarkable men of his time, entertaining advanced views as to the organization and conduct of society at a period when such problems were given little thought or attention, and he was, in conseriuence, put down as a radical and something of a visionary, although he was ac: counted a great philanthropist of his elayl A Scotchman by birth, an employer of labor and an acute observer of social conditions, he evolved a scheme for the reorganization of society at large, now known as the "communal," by which greater equalization might be brought about and, to his notion, many of the ills of that time corrected. A man of wealth and looking to a newer country for the theater of his effort, he purphased the 20.000 acres on the Wabash river in this State owned by the Rappites, who had for ten years occupied this spot, but who, for some obscure reason, now desired to return to Pennsylvania. Robert Owen regarded this as a happy op portunity for the development of his social theories and with a number of other persons, some of them celebrated, established the community known as New Harmony. Robert Dale Owen came to this country with his father in 1S25, and immediately actively interested himself in the work of the settlement. He taught in the schools of the town, and here it was that equal educational privileges for both sexes were first established. He edited a paper, and also declared himself to the proper authorities a citizen of this country. It may here be apropos to quote Mr. Owen when he was later twitted in Congress with being a foreigner, Mr. Owen saying, in effect, that in the place of his birth he had no choice; had he been given the selection of a spot it would have been in the "Pocket of Indiana," his allegiance to his adopted country and State being of the most ardent character. In 1S3 he was elected to the Legislature of Indiana, and at once began a propoganda for the betterment of the educational and property conditions of the citizens of the State, this finally resulting in some of the most beneficial laws now on our statute books. Through his efforts the law setting aside for educational purposes two-thirds of the surplus revenue appropriated to this State was passed, and he was also instrumental in bringing to a successful issue other important measures pertaining to the educational system of Indiana. It was his long continued fight and strenuous advocacy of more liberal laws governing the property rishts of women, however, that should make his memory an honored one, for during his first term In the Legislature he Introduced a bill giving to married women and widows the riKht to own and control property. While this was defeated at the time, owing to KNKW WHAT Clerk of Crlmln.il Court Do Prisoner Not oa your life. X

place for holding: family reunions, and draws large' contingents of visitors from surrounding cities. The Indianapolis & Northern Traction Company runs near it. and the company has announced that it will run a line to the park which will greatly increase its patronage from gas belt cities. Of Sundays, during th? rummer season, band concerts are given, and the street-cars are loaded carrying people to and from the park. On these occasions an attendance of 4.000 people. Is a usual one. It is the myeca of the school children. Its opportunities fur wading are not surpassed. The Sunday school teacher with her little flock is always to be seen. The elite of society does not hesitate to lug heavy baskets filled with toothsome edibles, to feast beneath the park's cool and refreshing shades of a summer's evening. The tiny stream is to be deepened and dredged, and along its path bathing places are to be constructed. Boating will also be made possible. Long has the plan for an artificial lake been agitated, but this improvement will not be undertaken. An ideal basin exists on the north side of the park, but it is feared that such a body of water might become stagnant and unhealthful. When the park was laid out the city was not then so large. The popularity and patronage of the park has exceeded the most sanguine expectations. Its drives will have to be reconstructed and made wider. In doing this ther"vill be built after the most enduring methods. At no distant day more land will be bought to secure a driveway of wide proportions, entering the park from the east. In the start wisdom was employed. A competent lanelscape gardener was employed. All subsequent improvements have been after the same general plan. The park abounds in rustic seats, bridges hidden in nooks, picturesque flower beds, pavilions and cozy retreats. Dr. J. MeL. Moulder, who has been a member of the boarel since its organization, has sole charge of the floral adornment. He has executed his duty well. The whole scene is a panorama of good taste. This season 2,0o0 specimens of flowers and shrubs will be planted. The park board comprises John M. Leach, president, 13. P. Davis, secretary, and Dr. J. McL. Moulder, treasurer.

John R. Hall, of Indianapolis, donated the first land forming the nucleus of the present park. V I RODERT DALE OWEN pronounced opposition by the ultra conservative element, it was only the beginning of an agitation which had for its result those more liberal laws now in force. In l:s50 he was sent to the State constitutional convention, and was made chairman of two important committees, namely, that on "The Rights and Privileges of the Inhabitants of the State." and on "Revision, Arrangement and Phraseology." The following resolution was immediately put before the body by him through the former committee: "Resolved, That the committee on rights and privileges of the Inhabitants of the State inquire into the expediency of incorporating in the bill of rights the following section: Women hereafter married in this State shall have the right to acquire and possess property to their sole use and disposal; and laws shall be passed securing to them, under eejuitable conditions, all property, real or personal, whether owned by them before marriage or acquired by them afterward by purchase, gift, devise or descent; and also providing for the registration of the wife's separate property." Though this was defeated at that time, later these provisions were incorporated into- the present statutes governing these matters. Robert Dale Owen was sent to Congress in 1SU and again in 1S45, and it was he who was responsible for the measure to create the Smithsonian Institution, of which he was one of the governors for a period of years. At the time Mr. Owen so strongly advocateel a change in the laws controlling property rights for women Mrs. Sarah T. Bolton, the well-known, poet, was a writer for the papers and ably assisted Mr. Owen in his fiKht for the betterment of the social status of her sex, and, though he was jiot successful in getting the resolution above quoted through the constitutional convention, Mrs. Bolton was at the head of a movement on the part of the women of this State to present to Mr. Owen some testimonial of their appreciation of his battle in their behalf, this resulting in the collection of $lon with which was purchased a silver pitcher of antique design. If, as Mrs. Conklin fittingly says. $100 could be got together by a comparatively few women fifty years ago, what could not be done to-day. The memorial to be placed in the Statehouse would be in the form of a bust of Robert Dale Owen, and the sponsors of the movement have no doubt but that the required amount will be gladly contributed by the women of Indiana. It is well to emphasize the fact, however, that while this would primarily be a memorial to a great man, it should also be a work of art in itself. The Inappropriate and truly hideous monuments to many of the great of the land which are distributed around over the country from San Francisco to Boston are one of the lamentable indications of the lack of the proper management in the awarding of such commissions in America and cause the Nation to be made a mock of by the elect. Therefore, the aesthetic conskleration of this movement should be a dominant one, so that the resultant may be not only a monument to a great man. but a work of art w hich in and of itself will be a gracious thing to the eye and an addition to the decorative scheme of the State Capitol. IT MEANT. you want to be tried by a jury? was on a Jury ouce myself.

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Summer Scene '

What the Girls Talk About Little Happenings in the Daily Round that Set Feminine Tongues to Running

IULIETTA hung up the telephone receiver with a bang. "There, I've gone and accepted an Invitation it I'd have given anything to refuse." she said. "Somehow. I never have any sense when I'm talking over the 'phone, and I just blunder into anything. When I get that receiver up to my ear it crowds all my ideas out of my head." "Me, too," assented Polly, ungrammatically but sympathetic. "I can 'wriggle out of anything I don't want to do in a note or in a face-to-face conversation so gently that the asker doesn't dream but that I'm heartbroken that I have to refuse. But when I'm talking over the telephone I will accept anything and everything unless I have a genuine previous engagement. I think the reason is that a telephone silence is so ghastly that I will say anything rather than let one occur, and you know you do have to pause a second or two to make up a suitable lie. So I always rush right in and say 'yes,' because I don't dare to take that second to think up some excuse to go with my 'no. "Telephones are funny things, any way. You'd think that as common as they-are everybody would be so used to them by this time that they wouldn't do fool things with them and at them, but they're not. The other morning the telephone bell rang when there was nobody near it but mother. Now, mother uses the 'phone fifteen or twenty times a day it's getting to be quite a fad with her and some people might think she knew all there was to know about it, but she eloesn't always. I heard her go to the 'phone and say 'Hello hello.' I knew that it must be the 'morning test' call, and lots of times the operator can't answer at once, so I wasn't surprised when I heard mother repeat her hello several times. In a second or two the bell rang again and I heard mother say 'Hello hello' In a sharp, impatient tone. Then she called up to me, 'That girl won't answer me at all.' 'Well, give her a minute or two," I called back. 'She's probably making a lot of calls at once.' A third time the bell rang sharply and Imperatively and mother responded, and this time there was wrath in her tone. So I skipped downstairs to see what I could do with the 'phone. There stood mother in the hall clinging to the lodges of the telephone shelf with botli hand3, her mouth close to the transmitter. 'Here I stand and say hello right into this thing, and that girl never answers me at all,' she sputtered. I looked at her hands. Just like that?' I said. 'Well, why don't you take down the receiver?- And even mother, mad as she was, wilted." Well, I know one just as bad on Aunt Marietta." said Julictta. "Aunt Marietta, for all she lives in town, hasn't a telephone, and has a great awe of the things. She spent a few elays with us last summer, and one day Uncle Jim called her up fromrlown town, and mother answered the 'phone. Aunt Marietta was upstairs, so mother set the receiver down on the table beneath the 'phone and went up to call her. It hap pened that mother didn't go down again all afternoon, and nobody else was near the 'phone, and when father came in he happened to hear a curious rattling: in the hall, so he went to the 'phone. He found the receiver on the table, and when he picked it up and answered the telephone operator gave him the dreadfulest rating for keeping the receiver down all afternoon. Of course, father asked mother how it happened, and mother carried the news to Aunt Marietta. 'Why, you shouldn't have left the receiver on the table,' she said. 'That should be hung up, you know, when you are through talking. Aunt Marietta flared up at ence. 'Well, I put it back just exactly where I found it, anyway,' she said, indignantly." Thqre is a moral In the tale told by one Indianapolis woman of her small son which he who runs may read if he doesn't run too fast. The Indianapolis woman spends the greater part of the summer at the seashore, where her cottage, with all the comforts of home, makes summer life a delight. Son naturally spends his summers there, too, and as he has an inclination to wander whenever he can from his own fireside, there has been a high fence built around the back yard of the cottage, to which place he is restricted at times when older members of the household are too busy to take him on the beach. One morning mother sat at her window upstairs overlooking the back yard, where Johnny was digging away contentedly. Presently-she saw him lay down his spade and steal to the gate, which was securely fastened. He looked through the paliugs for a moment or two, his eyes on a group of older boys far down the beach. Then he went back to his spade and his sand castle. A quarter of an hour later mother saw Johnny stop again. After a7 glance at the back door he scampered to the gate and unfastened it and set it sligrtly ajar. There was a moment's pause, then back he went, to his digging. Thoroughly curious now, mother laid down her sewing and devoted her whole attention to the maneuvers of the small boy. Presently, for the third time, he went to the gate, and this time he set it wide open, returning at once to his sand pile, where for five or ten minutes he worked like a little beaver, whistling merrily all the time. Then all of a sudden he gathered himself together and, fast as his small fat legs and his hampering kilts would let him. he flew out of the open gate and down the beach to join the "other fellows.". After Katy, hot and breathless, had dragged, him back to the confines of the fence and the now fastened gate, mother had a little interview with him concerning his sins. "What did you mean by going to the gate three times and each time setting it wider open, Johnny?" she asked. Johnny regarded her with the wide eyes of childhood. "How did you know that I did?" he asked. "Because I was at the upstairs window and saw you, Johnny," said mother, gravely. "Did you see me ever' time, mother? Well, now. mother, why couldn't you a-knocked on the window an' helped a fellow?" "Ami it's that 'knocking on the window an' helping a fellow that comes to me now every time I see somebody preparing to do something that I know he shouldn't do, and that I might keep him from doing If I took the trouble to try," Is mother's comment at the end of the story. The girl with the dreamy eyes was down town shopping the other afternoon. Summer gowns are the main subje ct of interest at her house Just now, and her shopping was chiefly a quest for ribbons to adorn the gowns. She went into one shop, and there purchased ten yards of -bright red ribbon an inch or so wide. When the package and the change came back they were handed over the counter by the clerk, and the girl with the dreamy eyes dropped the change Into her wristbag and tucked the paper parcel of ribbon into the blouse front of her shirtwaist in that easy way that girls with dreamy eyes possess. Then she went to another store to get some scarlet "baby'i ribbon which she couldn't find at the first store. The baby ribbon doesn't cost much, and the dreamy-eyed girl figured up Its price herself and handed over the exact

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change to the clerk. The store Is one of the convenient places where you don't have to wait for your package if you happen to have the exact change, and the salesgirl rolled up the parcel and laid it down in front of the dreamy-eyed girl and took no more thought of her. The counter was lined deep with customers it was one of those days when everybody takes a notion td go shopping and buy the same things and the dreamy-eyed girl stood in the crush contentedly for a while. At first she Just waited without thinking; '.then she waited iJitientJy, thinking that her parcel was delayed because of the crush of customers; then she waited impatiently, thinking that the girls might pay more attention to their customers. Finally she said things. "Why, I gave you your package hours ago," protested the saleswoman; "laid it down right in front of you." "It isn't there," said the dreamy-eyed one. "Perhaps you put it In your wristbag without thinking," suggested the salesgirl. The dreamy-eyed girl looked at her wristbag inquiringly, but there was nothing in it. Then her hand went up to that accustomed receptacle of bundles, her blouse. She heard the crackle of paper, felt the parcel of soft ribbon. "Why, yes, here it is all the time," she said shamefacetlly. "I beg your pardon." And when the dreamyeyed girl reached home and presented her parcel to her seamstress with a triumphant air and that lady said, "But why didn't you get the baby ribbon, too?" she sat down to think about it. She did finally succeed in untangling the situation, but she never had the nerve to go back and tell about it. The morning . was growing old and the kindergarten games and work were beginning to pall. The children were getting a little obstreperous and songs about spring flowers and. gentle breezes were proving ah insufficient outlet for their mounting spirits. Twice small Tommy had pulled Katherlne's hair and twice had Katherine responded with smart slaps on Tommy's round cheeks. Finally an inspiration came to the weary teacher. She would let them play at being animals and work off in noise and romp the repressed vitality that was becoming too much to handle. "Now everybody must choose to be some kind of an animal jar a bird, and then he must make the cry that hat animal or bird makes and then I fill guess what each one is." Immediately there went up a dreadful tangle of noises which threatened to bring dowrn the ceiling. There were ducks and sparrows, cuts and dogs, without number. The children hopped and flapped and shrieked around the teacher, doing their best to make lifelike representations of their chosen parts. Small Tommy was a Newfoundland puppy and he rolled and growled and barked at Katherine, who, In the part of a kitten, spat and scratched spitefully at him. Only wee Jimmy remained outside the circle, mute and motionless in one corner. By and by, when the conglomeration of live stock had grown less vociferous in their demands for teacher to look and listen, she made her way to Jimmy's corner. Kindergarten teachers never overlook anybody. "Why didn't you come and play at being an animal, too, Jimmy?" she queried. "Come now, and play you're a bird or a beast and see if teacher can guess." -wJimmy's hand went up In warning protest. "Shh-sh-h," warned In an anxious whisper. "I is playin'. Don't make any noise. I ls a 'ooster, an I's layln a' egg." A CHICKEN-HORSE. "A friend Invited me out for a week at her summer cottage last July," said the kind-hearted and obliging girl. "I had a lovely time, too, but the vagaries of Charlie and Margie certainly added variety to my stay. Charlie and Margie are my hostess's two beautiful babies regular, 'dear little dimpled darlings.' She bought a dozen and a half of chickens from a farmer. She viewed them In the light of fries and fricassees, but Charlie and Margie immediately claimed the whole eighteen as pets. Their mother finally compromised the matter by giving each of them a chicken for the'r very own. Then it was necessary that those beloved chickens should be somehow fixed so that their small owners could hold on to them, for they showed themselves singularly unappreciative of the privilege of being squeezed tight in soft little arms. So the devoted mamma tied a string around 'one leg of each chicken, and the rural population would nearly die laughing to see Charlie and Margie trotting along the road, driving their chickens, with the siring for reins. If I went for a walk Margie would kindly offer to go with me. Of course, the dear chicken could not be left behind, and I was usually allowed the gracious privilege of carrying it. One time, though, Margie wanted it again, and, while she was elriving It, it got away from her and ran under the front porch o a house we were passing, string and all. It declined to be coaxed out, and there I had to sit on that front porch for an hour or two while relays of residents came out and passers-by stopped to inquire whether I was sick or what was the matter until the chicken condescended to emerge. "After that Margie and I agreed that it was best to tie the chicken to the hitching post when we went for a walk." The Song of tin Dram. Do you hear my summons hammer thro" the crackl and the clamor. Do you feel my throb and thrill? When I meet the pmell of powder, oh, my merry note grows louder. And my song shall not be still. Follow, each beMde his fellow, 'neath the vapors frray and yellow. Wildly cheerinp. Kternly dumb. And rumble, rumble, rumble, when the smoke wreaths toss and tumble. You Khali hear the rolling drum. Follow the drum! Men forget their fears and follies as they face volleys, recruits they come. the blinding And the young With their simple punburnt faces, from the quiet country places. To the call of me, the drum. Come, plowhoy lad and carter, blood fre-f-ly barter and your life For the bullet sure for some, And rattle, rattle, rattle, through roar of battle. You shall hear the lolling drum. drum! the din and Follow the When the boys that follow fast there, drop aside and fall at laft there. From the surging lines e.f red. Then no more of pomp and ruffle; my notes awhile I muffle. And I moan and mourn the dead. But the losing battl needs me, and the whistling bullets tpe-ds me; Through the reeling ranks I come. And clatter, clatter, clatter, where the broken regiments Matter. You shall hear the rolling drum. Follow the drum! -Pall Mall Gazette. Telephone for Help. If you ore In need of a position or desire to employ males or femals help advertise in he Journal. 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