Plymouth Tribune, Volume 9, Number 44, Plymouth, Marshall County, 4 August 1910 — Page 7

HE REAL JAPAN

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By- PROF. FREDERICK STARR

AT KYOTO

Tokyo. We hare been to Kyoto. The world over, age gives respectability, and Kyoto rejoices in the respectability of age. Today eho 13 a city of secondary importance, but her rast was magnificent. Of course she considers Tokyo a mushroom. The present capital of the Japanese empire was a mere fishing village until 1603, when the great Iyeyasu made it the Shogunato capital. Through its early history it was known as Yedo. In our childhood, we all heard of the marvelous city of Yedo; no doubt many of us have wondered that it no longer" attracts attention, ignorant of the fact that it is the present city of Tokyo. It was the Shogun's capital from 1603 until 1S6S. During all that time Japan'had two capitals, the old Mikado's capital of Kyoto and the new Shcgun's capital of Yedo. Since 1S6S, with the restoration of the Mikado to actual power, the seat of his government has been shifted and today Kyoto lives upon its past glory. In 1893 Kyoto celebrated its eleven hundredth anniversary by building a curious and striking building which is commonly known as the Tai-Kyoku Den. It was intended to reproduce the architecture of the time when thecity itself wi:s founded. At that time Japan wa ; notably under Chinese Influence, and the whole architecture and style of the edifice emphasizes that fact. There is a grand and massive wooden gateway, brilliantly colored, which gives entrance to an enormous courtyard in which is situated the Tai-Kyoku Den. "We arrived at Kyoto the afternoon before the procession was to take place, and our first visit was to the memorial building, which is the terminus to which the processifn marches after it has passed through the main streets of the city. After inspecting it, and being given details of its history, we were taken to another building close at hand where a most Interesting sight was witnessed. The .building was the training-hall of 'the Butoku Kwai which means, we oppose, "the Military Virtues Society." Less noisy than the fencing Is the jiuGateway of the Tai - This society was organized In 1S96 and is represented throughout the empire. Today it numbers over 1,000,000 members. Its purpose seems to be the development of military virtues, of bravery, of skill in defense and attack. In this great hall scores of persons daily eng3ge In the practise of fencing and of jiu-jitsu. When we entered, we found the exercise in full swing. Half the hall was devoted to fencing, the other half to jiu-jitsu. We were warned as ' we entered the building that no photographing would be allowed, but that we were welcome to witness the performance. The thing which first impressed us was the fact that a sprinkling of the combatants actively engaged In fencing and in Jiu-jitsu were mere children eight or ten years old. No one who has not seen the exercise can imagine the vigor and aggressiveness of Japaneso fencing. The combatants are carefully guarded against injury by heavy protective coverings on the head and over the face, the chest, the arms and upper legs. The weapons used in fencing are like club swords or wooden slats, and not only thrusts but strokes of the most violent nature are given in the exercise. The noise made is astonishing, but more astonishing yet is the vigor of attack. Children were pitted against grown men In many cases, although It is clear that the older combatants in such pairing are not expected to use their powers to the utmost. At the same time, they do not play with their small antagonists, who in many cases make onslaughts of'such vigor and force that El;lllful guarding is necessary for protection against it. Jitsu. Here too. In many cases children of eight or ten are pitted against wellknown men. Every reader knows that Jiu-jitsu is a form of wrestling in which yielding on the part of the attacked defeats the exerted strength and power of the assailant. The more an enemy exerts himself the worse for him. It is astonishing to see Eome cf the results, especially in cases where a chili of eight years seemed to throw and exhaust a man of developed power. The fact that photographing was rot allowed is part of the general policy of the imperial government. Private fencing can be witnessed anywhere without restriction. Teachers

Wanted to Hold Her Baby

One of the most piteous revelations came to me through the mother of "Goosie,"' as the children for years callsi a little Loy, who, because he was brought to the nursery wrapped up in his mother's shawl, always had his hair filled with the down and small feathers from the feather brush factory where she worked. One March morning, "Goosie'c" mother was hanging out the washing on a shed roof at Bix o'clock, doing it thus early before

FROM THE STUDIES OBSERVATIONS OF THE WORLD'S FOREMOST STUDENT OF MANKIND WHILE LIVING IN JAPAN AS A JAPANESE dfi

ot fencing and jiu-jitsu abound and anyena may learn both arts if he will give the time and money necessary. But the fencing and jiu-jitsu of the Butoku Kwai is in a sense part of the governmental military preparation. It has certainly an actual value in training individuals for war, even in these days, when hand to hand combat is almost impossible. The quickness of eye and hand, the adroitness in attack and defense, the training of nerve and muscle these are still worth while from the military point of view, and these to a remarkable degree are developed through the exercises of this society. Ah. well, everything connected with military preparation in Japan" is to some degree secret and guarded from external observation. The photographer in any part of the empire must watch with care for the marks which indicate the so-called "fort zones" within which the use of cameras is not allowed. Even on sltipboard placards are posted, warning passengers that in Japanese waters photographing and sketching are prohibited by law, and will not be permitted on the vessel. Personally we never see or hear jiu-jitsu without remembering Lafcadio Hearn's comparison. For him the whole national policy of Japan Is in the nature of jiu-jitsu exercise the using of the enemy's strength to his own undoing he makes the claim that Japan is playing jiu-jitsu with all the outside world. She yields that she may gain; she abandons the unnecessary In her character that she may profit by the experience and wisdom of outside nations. To him the game was wise; he believed in its ultimate success. While the Jidai Matsurl was celebrated loth morning and afternoon we were assured that the afternoon performance would be far the best, and were invited to visit Kiyomizu-Dera in the morning. This famous temple, striking in architecture and position, is situated upon a height from which one gets a lovely view over the city. The main temple is situated at the Kyoku Den, Kyoto. very edge of a precipice ra fact, It projects far out over what was the original margin, and stands supported in its projecting portion by a remarkable scaffolding of heavy posts and timbers giving it the most astonishing appearance of being set up on high stilts. In approaching it one passes up an abrupt slope, closely built on both sides with little shops at most of which cheap potteries are sold. These shops are famous, but for us the shops of gourds or calabashes were more interesting. It was HideyoshI who carried for his stand ard the golden calabashes. It Is fitting that Kyoto should surpass in calabashes to this day. Think of a little shop from whose ceiling hang hundreds of gourd3 beautifully colored in red and molded Into fantastic forms; for the Japanese Is not content with gourds as nature makes them. lie ingeniously ties or binds the growing calabashes with cords In such a way as to force them into form3 of slender flasks, of snakes, of masses of intes tines, of ducks and other bird3. They are meant for vessels to carry fluidespecially the favorite sake or ricewine. When one has selected some sirange nasK to sun mm, ne buys a little gourd for a cup, beautifully lac quered and adorned with gold and colors. One reason why we wished to visit Kiyomizu-Dera was its connection with Ainu history. ' In its precincts stands tho figure of Bishamon, the god who In the ninth century gave the Japanese leader Tamura Maro notable victory over my poor bearded aboriginal friends. A great picture. votive-offering given it commemora tioa of the victory, hangs in the tcm Ina and represents the feats of valor achieved by the imperial forces. In the same votive hall there are quaint pictures representing the coming of the ea'ly Dutch vessels to the shores of Japan. One of the most characteristic features of Japan are the picnic parties of school children with their teachers. which are met with at all times and everywhere. They go out to see blooming flowers and reddened maple leaves; they go to parks and mit seums; they go to shrines and tern pies and the scene3 of national inter est. famous In their history. We rarely go to any place of note wita she left for the factory. Five-year-old "Goosie" was trotting at her heels, handing her clothespins, when he was suddenly blown off the roof by tee higr; wind into the alTey below. JJis neck was broken by the fall and," as he lay piteous and limp on a pile of frozen refuse, his mother cheerily called him to "climb up again," so confident do overworked mothers become that their children cannot get hurt. After the funeral, as the poor

out encountering them. So here. It was no surprise to lind schools cf, children tramping up the great stairway to the main temple, visiting ther votive hall and the temples in the rear and looking out over the ancient capital and through the lovely gorge clad in maples, which two weeks hence' will be a flame of glory. The lesser shrines are often quite' as interesting as the main temple., Thus, behind Kiyomizu-Dera is a little shelter with its hundred stona figures of Jizo. Queer things they are, the' object of popular love and devotion.; On the base of many of them stand little heaps of pebbles which have been piled up by kindly visitors. It seems that chiJJren after death are often robbed of their clothing by a female demon who sets them to work at piling up stones on the bank of the death river. The task Is endless, but the little ones are helped by all who choose to place pebbles at the feet of Jizo. Here, too, is a statue of Binzuru, worn smooth by the hands of poor sufferers. I never tire of watching these figures; whether of wood or stone or bronze, makes no difference their features and outlines are always worn smooth by repeated rubbing. You need not wait long to see some poor old woman tottering along, who stops and with a word of prayer upon her lips rubs her hand over the head of the loved figure and then upon her own aching brow; a mother brings her little one and strokes the

part of the old god which corresponds ! to the ailing member of the child, and then rubs the baby for healing; or some helpless person, knotted with rheumatism or crippled, is brought by kindly hands to rub the figure and get relief from suffering. From the platform of the great temple, projecting far over the precipitous bank and supported on Its stately crutches, the faithful it is said may precipitate themselves unharmed. In these days of doubt and unbelief the experiment is seldom tried, but not many years ago one bold devotee made the attempt. It is said that he was not successful: no doubt his faith was shallow. We did not throw ourselves from the platform, but took he more prosaic means of climbing down the back stairway, cominer at last into the little gorge famous for ts maple trees. It was a scene of lifo and action. Everywhere little platforms of bamboo were being erected or repaired. A few days from now, and all of them will be occupied by groups and parties of picnickers out will be unoccupied, and it Is worth whilo to come here to see the joyous ... ... .... .1 autumn loiiase. ot an available spot j to inspect the famous beauty of the scene. j Eut meantime we must r.ot fnrret the Jidai Matsurl. It was really a c - - fin rnrrsHr.n Th ctrrMc 9nnm,. I ing the Tai-Kyoku Den were crowded with people who desired to see the pageant as it approached its destination. The procession consisted of six sections representing definite .periods of time from the date of the city's founding to the disappearance of the Tokugawa shogunate. Each section was gotten up with careful reference to historic accuracy; marvelous costumes, things almost inconceivable in these present days were here to bj seen. First came the civil officers of the Euryaku era on their way to the Imperial court. This era extending from 782 to SOG coincides with the founding of the city. The second section represented military officers of the same era going to the front. The third represented civil officers of the Fujiwara dynasty going to the Im perial court. The fourth group represented officers on horseback equipped for shooting arrows one of the most graceful exercises ever developed In Japan. The five sections were the of ficers of Nobunaga coming to K5-oto. Which is the greater in the history of a nation the originator of a policy, or the man who develops It to full fruition? It is the old topic of the de bating club: "Which was the greater. Philip of Macedon, or Alexander the Great?, Which was the greater. Juarez or Diaz of Mexico?" Three great men built Dal NM ppon Nobunaga, HideyoshI. Iyeyasu; which was the greatest? Well, it was Nobunaga's officers who were here represented. The sixth group showed the representatives of tho Tokugawa Shoguns coming to Kyoto. They were the men who ruled Japan from Iyeyasu to 1SC8, when they fell, arid their representatives ceased to go to Kyoto, the emperor resumed his own, and the capital was changed to Tokyo. (Copyright. 1310. ty W. G. Chapman.) IS CALLED M'KIN'LEY, LILY Flower Preserved In Jar In California Shows Strong Likeness to Dead President. Alameda county, one of the counties that border on the Bay of San FranCisco has a great variety cf products, of which it has for several years main tained an interesting exhibition In the rooms of the Chamber of Commerce at Oakland, its chief city. The work of preparing the flowers, fruit and vegetables for exh bition Is In the hands of W. 1 Nichols, whQ, according to St. Nicholas, has a process by which he is able to preserve them for a long time without losing their form or color. One of the exhibits is what is known as the McKinley lily. A large lily was placed in a glass jir with the preserving fluid, and a"ter several weeks its petals began to droop a little. A visitor noticed the resemblance to the features of the late president of the United States. William McKinley, when looked at from a particular point of view, and the flower has since been called the McKinley lily. Every effort is being made to keep It in existence in its present state as long as possible, as It has proved a great attraction and object ol interest to visitors. Only Hope for Him. Fond Mother Our Johnny doesn't seem lo have any ambition I'm afraid he will never be president." Fond Father That's riht. About the best wr. can expect for him is tho vice-presidency. Doift 4 DM:inn Mavh , , ju "'""V.: ' urougnt you. How did it come out: hhe The autnor must have had a pull; I can't see any other way. mother sat in the nursery postponing u . 1 1 r the moment when sho must go back to her empty rooms, I asked her, m a futile effort to be of comfort, if tbere was anything more we could do for her. The overworked, sorrow-strick-en woman looked up and, with unwonted energy in her voice, replied: "If you could give me ray wages for tomorrow, I would not go to work in the factory at all. I would like to stay at home all day and hold the baby. 'Goosie' was always asking mo to take him and I never had any, time." Jane Addams's "Recollectlon"

THE- QUICKENING

n H H n ö x ö n n :by: FRANCIS Ccpyritht, 1906. CHAPTER XII. (Continued.) It was on a crisp morning in the second week of January when the proi longed agony of suspense drove him to I the mountain. His mother was sitting J up, and was rapidly recovering her j strength. His father had gone back to j his work in the Iron plant, and his uni cle was preparing to return to his ! charge in South Tredegar. With no j particular destination in view, it was only natural that his feet should find ! the familiar path leading up to tho i great boulder under the cedars. He I had not visited the rock of the spring j since the summer day when he 'and Nan Bryerson had taken refuge from ' the shower in the hollow heart of It, I nor had he seen Xan since their part- ' ing at the door of her father's cabin I under the cliff. Rumor in Gordonia i had If fVint TiL-a Hr-i-nvc-n V.-.I lioen hunted out by the revenue officers; and. for raasons which he would have found it difficult to declare in words, Tom had been shy about making inquiries. I For this cause an apparition could scarcely have startled him more than i did the sight of Xan filling her bucket j at the trickling barrel-spring under the 1 cliff face of the great rock. lie came ! on her suddenly at the end of the long climb up the wooded slopes, at a mo- ; mcnt when semi-tropiil growth havI ing had two full seasons in which to change the natural aspect of things he was half-bewildered with the unI wonted look of the rlace. r.ut there ; was no doubt about it; it "was Xan in j the flesh, a little fuller in the figure. j something less childish In the face, j but with all the fascinating, wild-crca-J ture beauty of the child-time promise j to dazzle the eye and breed riot In the brain of the boy-man. "Did you know I was coming? Were Vinn w.iiM ; gazing Into the great black eyes as ea1 gorly as a freed dog plunges Into tho 1 first pool th.it nfff "How could I be knowln to It?" she asked, taking him seriously, or appearing to. "I nev knowed school let out this time o year." "It's let out for m Vnn " he slid. " meaningly. "I came home for good -learly three weeks .o. My mother has been sick. Didn't you hoar of it?" She shook her head gravely. L. -n: i nope you naven'i got 10 nurry nome- "e Interposed, when sho stooped to lift the overflowing bucket. "I want to talk to you to tell you something. " Air you a man now, Tnm-Jefl, or on'y a boy like you used to be?" she j asked "I'm big enough to be In my own way a good deal of the time. I be lieve I could muddy Sim Cantrell's back for him now, at arm-holts." "Where's your preacher's co.it, Tom Jeff? I was allowin you'd be wearin' I It nex time we met up." j "I reckon there isn't going to be any preacher's coat for me, Xan; that's one of the things I want to talk to you 1 about. Let's go over yonder and sit j down In the sun." The place he chose for her was a flat J f tone half embedded In the up-climb-! Ing slope beyond the great boulder. She sat facing the path and the spring. listening, while Tom, stretched luxuri ously on a bed of dry leaves at her feet, told her what had befallen; how he had been turned out of Beersheba, and what for; how, all the former things having passed away, he was torn and distracted in the struggle to find a footing In the new order. "They-all up yonder In that school here you was at hain't got much eense, It looks like to me," was her comment "You're a man growed now. Tom-Jeff, and if you want to play cards or drink whisky, what-all busi ness is It o' their'n?" . "You stand by your friends, right or wrong, don't you, girl?" he said, in sheerest sclf-gratulation. "That's what I like in you. You asked me a little while back If I was a man or a boy; I believe you could make a man of me. Nan. if you'd try." "If you'd said that two year ago, he began. In a half-whisper that melt ei the marrow In his bones. "But you was on'y a boy then; and now I reckon It's ioo late." "You mean that you don't care for me any more. Nan? I know better than that. You'd back me if I had come up here to tell you that I'd killed somebody. Wouldn't you, now?" lie waited overlong for his answer. There were sounds In the air: a metallic tapping like the Intermittent drum ming of a woodpecker mingled with a rustling of some small animal scurry Ing bacR and fcrth over the dead leaves. The girl leaned forward, lis tening Intently. Then three men appeared In the farther crooking of the nlrr ritVi arid at tho fi ret rrlt. äViiri fr tt ltatTl to cower behind Tom, trembling, shak ing with terror. "Hide me, Tom-JclT! Oh, hide me, Quick!" she panted. "Lookee there!" He looked and saw the three men walking slowly up the pipe-line which drained the barrel-spring. They were too far away to be recognizable to him End since tbey were stopping moraentarlly to examlie the pipe, thtre was good hope of an escape unseen. Tom waited breathless for the pro pltlous Instant when the tapping of tha pipe-nien'ü hammers should drown the noise of a dash for effacement, When It came, he flung himself backward. whipped Nan over his head and out of the line of sight as if she had been feather-lisfht. and rolled swiftly after ber. Before she could rise he had pick ed her up and was dragging her to tha climbing point under tho lip of the boulder cave. "Up with you!" he commanded, mak tng a step of his hand. "Give me your foot and then climb to my shoulder uick!" But she drew back. "Oh, I can't!" she gasped. "I I'm too skeercd!" Jumping to catch the Hp of the cav em's mouth, he ascended cat-like, and a moment later he had drawn her up after him. "I'd like to know what got the mat ter with you all at once," he said, se verely, when they were crowded a a a. gemer m me narrow rock ceil; ana then, without waiting for her answer "You stay here while I drop down and ikeP those fellows away from this side ! of things." But It was too late. The men were already at the barrel-spring, as an in ; distinct murmur of voices testified. The iplrl had another trembling lit when ; ehe heard them, and Tom's wonder was ! fief . . . . m f. IUUR""H ÜI , thing like It. 0h-h-h! she shuddered. "Do you reckcm tncy saw us TomJeff? "i shouldn't wonder." he whispered j back unfeelingly. "We could see them plain enousrh " "He'll kill me. for shore, Tom-Jeff:" Tom's lip curled. The wolf doe3 not mate with tho Jackal. Not all her beauty could atone for such spiritless cringing. Love would have pitied her, but passion is not moved by qualities opposite to thosa which have evoked It "Then you know then? or on of them, at least." he said. "Wh is neT

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LYNDE ty Francis Lynda She would not tell; and since the murmur of voices was still spamly au dible, she begged In dumb-show for silence. Whereupon Tom shut hi3 mouth and did not open It again until the sound of the voices had died away and the fainter tappings of the hammers on the pipe-lin advertised the retreat of the inspection party. "They're gone now," he said, short -j-. "Let's get out of here before we stifle." Cut a second time 111 chance inter vened. Tom had a leg over the brink and was looking for a soft loaf bed to drop Into, when the baying of a hound broke on the restored quiet of tho mountain side. He drew back into hiding. The girl's ague fit of fear had passed, and she seemed less concerned about the equivocal situation than a girl should be; at least, this is the way Tom's thought was shaping Itself. Ho tried to imagine Ardea in Nan's place, but the thing was baldly unimagina ble. A daughter of the Dabneys would never run and cower and beg to be hidden at the possible cost of her good name. And Nan's word did not help matters. "What makes you so cross to me, Tom-Jeff?" she asked, when he drew back with an impatient txclamation. "I hain't done nothin to make you let on like you hate me. have I?" "I don't hate you." said Tom, frown ing. "If I did, I shouldn't care." Just then the hound burst out of the laurel thicket on the brow of the lower slope, running with its nose to the ground, and he added: "That's Japhc Fettigrass' dog; I hope to goodness he Isn't anywhere behind it" But the horse-trader was behind tho dog; so close behind that he came out on the continuation of the pipe-line path while the hound was still nosing among the leaves where Tom had lain sunning himself and telling his tale of woe. "Good dog seek him! What is It, old boy?" rettigrass came up, patted the hound, and sat down on the flat stone to look on curiously while the dog coursed back and forth among the dead leaves. "Find him, Caesar; find him, boy!" encouraged Japheth; and finally the hounded pointed a sensitive nose toward the rift in the side of the great boulder and yelped conclusively. "D'ye reckon he clinim up thar. Caesar?" Tettigrass unfolded his long legs and stood up on the flat stone to attain an eye-level with the interior of the little cavern. Tom crushed Nan into the larthest cranny, and flattened himself lizard-like against the nearer side wall. The horse-trader looked long and hard, and they could hear him still talking to the dog. "You're an old fool, Caesar that's about what you are and Solomon allowed thar' wasn't no fool like an old one. But you needn't to swaller that whole, old boy; I've knowed some young ones in my time sometimes gals, sometimes boys, sometimes both. Hut thar ain't no 'possum up yonder. Caesar; you've flew the track this time, for certain. Come on, old dog; let's be gettin' down the mountain." The baying dog and the whistling man were still within hearing when Tom swung Nan lightly to the ground and dropped beside her. No word was spoken until she had emptied and refilled her bucket at the spring, then Tom Bald, with the bickering tang still on his tongue: "Say, Nan, I want to know who it Is that's going to kill you If he happens to find you talking to me." She shook her head despondently. "I cayn't nev' tell you that, Tom-Jeff." "I'd like to know why you can't." "Because he'd short, kill me then." "Then I'll find out some other way. "What differ' does it make to you? she asked; and again the dark eyes searched him till he was fain to look away from her. "I reckon It doesn't make any differ ence. If you don't want it to. But ona time you were willing enough to tell me your troubles, and ' "And I'll nev' do it naree 'nother time; never, never. And let me tell you somethin else, Tom-Jeff Gordon if you know what's good for you, don't you nev come anigh me again. One time we usen to be a boy and a girl together; you're nothin but a boy 3-et. but I oh, Tom-Jeff I'm a woman!" And with .that saying she snatched her bucket and was gone before he could find a word wherewith to match it CHAPTER XIII. The twilight wa glooming to dusk when Silas Crafts came out of th church and locked the door behind him. If he were surprised to find Tom waiting for him, he made no sign. XeiWJii iiug lilt I C ail Vi glllkllla passed between them when he gathered his coat tails and sat down on tho higher step, self-restraint being a her itage which had come down undimln Ished from the Covenanter ancestors of both. "The way of the transgressor is hard, grievously hard, Thomas. I think you are already finding it so, are you not' "That doesn't mean what It used to. to me, Uncle Silas; nothing means tho same any more. It's just as if some body had hit that part of me with a club; it's all numb and dead. I'm sure of only one thing now: that is, that I'm not going to be a hy.pocrit after this, if I can help It" "Have you been that all along, Thomas ?" "I reckon so" monotonously. "At first it was partly scare, and partly bs cause I knew what mother wanted. Bui ever since I've been big enough to think, I've been asking why, and, 113 you would say, doubting." "You have come to the years of discretion, Thomas, and you have chosen death rather than life. If you go on as you have begun, you will bring the gray hairs of your father and mother In sorrow to the grave. Leaving your own soul's salvation out of the question, can you go on and drag an upright, honorablo name in the dust and mire of degradation?" "No," said Tom, defiantly. "And what's more, I don't mean to. I don't know what Doctor Tolllvar wrote you about me, and it doesn't make any difference now. That's over and done with. You haven't been seeing me every day for these three weeks without knowing that I'm ashamed of It." "Ashamed of the consequences, you mean, Thomas. You are not repentant" "Yes, I am. Uncle Silas; though maybe not in your way. I don't allow to make a fool of myself again." "Tom, my boy, if any one had told me a year ago that a short twelvemonth would make you, not only an apostate to the faith, but a shameless liar as well "Hold on, Uncle Silas. That's mighty near a lighting word, even between blood kin. When have you ever caught mo in a lie?" "Now!" thundered tho accusing yclce; "this moment! You have been giving m to understand that jour sin

ful rebellion at Beersheba was th ! worst that could be charged agalfinst ; you. Here, at your own home, when ; your mother had just been spared to j you by the mercies of the God whose ; commandments you set at naught, you ; have been wallowing in sin in crome!" j "If I can eit here and take that from i you. It's because it isn't so." j "Wretched boy! Out of your own

mouth you shall be convicted. Where were you on Wednesday morning?" "I was at hor-e most of the time; between 10 o'clock and noon I was on the mountain." "There were three of you: a hardened, degraded boy, a woman no lesi wicked and abandoned, and the devil who tempted you. "It's a lie! I just happened to meet Nan Bryerson at the spring under the big rock. I don't have to defend my self! If you can believe I'm that lowdown, you're welcome to!" Then, abruptly: "I reckon we'd bettex be going on home; they'll be waiting dinner fof us at the house." He got on his feet with that but thi accuser was still confronting him, wltlj the dark eyes glowing and a monitory finger pointed to detain him. "Not yet, Thomas Gordon; there is a duty lam on me. 1 naa nopea ana prayed that I might find you repent ant; you are not repentant, lour ratner has a letter from Doctor Tolllvar; the doors of Beersheba are open to you again. I had hoped" The pause was not for effect. It was merely that tha j man and tne Kinsman m s?ua.s ruiia had throttled the righteous judge.. "It breaks my heart, Thomas, but I must say it. You have put it out of your power to say with the Psalmist, 'I will wash mine hands in innocency: so will I compass thine altar, O Lord.' You must give up all thoughts of going back to Beersheba." "Don't trouble yourself," said Tom, with more bravado. "I wouldn't go back there if it was the only place on earth." Then suddenly: "Who was It that told on me, Uncle Silas." "Never mind about that It was oni who could have no object In misstating the fact which you have not denied. Let us go home." (To be continued.) STANDARD OF LIVING. UlRher In the United State Than in I'nropean Countries. Half the families of the country live in their own homes. No great European nation aproaches this proportion except France. A small part of northern Italy has peasant proprietors; Ireland may have them under the land act. The tenements of New York compare favorably with Liverpool's or Berlin's, with their large percentage of one and two room homes, the New York World says. Our savings bank deposits per lahabitant are surpassed by those of Norway, Denmark and Switzerland, but thl3 test Is almost valueless. We have perhaps one-tenth as many paunors In nrnnnrt Inn 5iq f!rrnt Tlritaln. n New York nubile charity Is a Wg item. In the budget of Berlin it Is a big one. Where paupers are plenty living standards are low. Americans in cities are better dressed to the eye than people abroad, though the tariff on woolens deprives many of warm underclothing. Yet Robert Blair, education officer for Lon don, says: "Of the 700,000 children in London schools, approximately C0,000 appear to bo necessitous in the winter season." There Is no such proportion here. For education we spend much more than other nations whether with better results than Germany or Switzerland Is disputed. There remains the most vital consideration diet. A race Insufficiently fed declines in size and vigor. Mulhall gives these -estimates of annual meat consumption in pounds per individual: United States England .120 .105 . 74 . C9 . 69 . 65 Norway, Austria Spain . . Ktipsia . Italy . . . etc. ... 67 64 France 49 4 8 operai Germany Kelium Holland The diet of Massachusetts tlves families is here compared with the Veit minimum standard, and with the diet of Neapolitan factory hands as given by Manfred!: Volt Min. Naples. Albumen (grams) ..118 70 Fats 56 31 Carbohydrates 500 368 But the Massachusetts and Mass. 100-220 100-260 400,700 Naples figures are old, the Volt standard takes no account of climate or of the size of Individuals, and Mulhall's estimates are only approximate. The diet of the people has undoubtedly been lowered of lata, in disease-resisting and, energy-producing value by high prices of food, especially meat. We are better fed still thin European peoples. Anything like permanent decline in the nation's diet would mean decreased efficiency a calamity so appalling that statesmanship has no duty comparable with that of averting it by reform In methods of distribution and by relieving poverty, at the cost of wealth, of the heavy taxation it bears. lie Amnsed the Cubs. A negro attached to an African hunting party met with a curious adventure, says an English paper. Wandering one day from camp, he surprised two lion cubs at play and thoughtlessly commenced to amuse them. He was only too successful. The big cubs gamboled fearlessly about him and to his dismay refused to desist Y when he wished to leave them. Realizing the danger to which he would be exposed should the mother appear, he began to run, but 'the cubs refused to be shaken off and in their play scratched his legs in fearful fashion. That the creatures were thoroughly enjoying themselves was evident from their manifestations of delight, and before long their unusual cri is brought a lioness reaping to the spot. Trembling in every limb, the negro faced the growling animal, while the cubs continued to jump up at him, eager for further caresses. The enraged lioness moved round uneasily in a circle, man and beast keeping their eyes steadily on each other. Several times the , lioness crouched to spring, but the man, from fear, never shifted his gaze. At length, after what seemed an age, when the negro was ready to drop from exhaustion, the animal suddenly called her subs away and disappeared into the surrounding scrub. Just as Good. ' Thinkaby I'm in doubt whether or not to send my boy to college. Shotterly Oh, don't bother. Just get him a golf outfit, a football, a rowing machine, a college yell and a box of cigarettes and nobody will ever know the difference, or he either. Exchange. "ot Comforting. 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