The Syracuse Journal, Volume 3, Number 10, Syracuse, Kosciusko County, 14 July 1910 — Page 2

Syracuse Journal SYRACUSE, - - IND <0 GET RID OF THAT WAftT Simple Remedies Which in the Great Majority of Cases Will Be j ji Found Efficacious. j, II ■■ ■« Adqiinister small doses of sulphate of magnesia (Epsom salts). Dose for an adult, from four to six grams daily’ | for a [month. In most cases the warts will disappear at the end of two weeks. Waits and wens are sometimes cured ; by rubbing them two or three ; tlmep; daily with an Irislj potato. Cut . off opie end of the potato and rub the turned with the pared surface. After each’ bperatioa remove a slice of the potato. Rub the wart night and morning with] the following salve: Twelve centigrams of chromate of potassa, j well mixed in 15 grams of solft animal fat or vaseline. The warts will, usually disappear in the course of three or four weeks’ treament. Lemon juice will cause some warts to disappear. Touch them two or three times daily with a camel’s-hair brush soaked in the juice. The heliotrope of Europe (the verruc&ria of apothecaries) is highly es-: | teemed. Its sugar, mixed with salt, causes warts and wens to fall off. Caustic, or nitrate of silver, also re-i moves warts. Touch them every twoj or three days. - ' so|me warts may be removed by soaking them several times each day In cistor oil. Melt some essence of salt in water and bathe the warts in it. This caustic! will dissolve them and cause them to peel off. This treatment requires grept caution, especially if applied to the face. c ‘ I Had Seen Great City Grow. Mrs. Bridget Woods, who died a few days ago, went to New York at the age of six years, she found it) hut a moderately sized town. The city hall was then in the same place where it now stands, but it was com to be located on the extreme [northern bounds of the city, beyond which there was little chance of the houses ever extending. The only Catholic church was St. Peter’s, which still stands«at the corner of Barclay and Church streets. Mrs. Woods was born in County Tyrone, Ireland, on j (February 1, 1805, and came to New York in 1811, a year before the secend war with Great Britain. Mrs. Wt-cdu. who enjoyed the most remark-, t ®ble good health to within a few dayq of her death, had also many memories of the infancy of Paterson, N. J., Os i which for a time she was a restdebt. She could look back to the days [when there was no jail in that town, ■jepd such criminals as there were, ■were exposed in the good old-fash-ioned way, in stocks and pillory. A daughter, seventy years old, two (grandchildren, 11 great-grandchildren, '{apd two great-great-grandchildren survive her. I How Wedding Presents Travel. , “I read the other day,” said the hfead of a fl-m of silversmiths, “about al pitcher that had served four times as a gift. Some years ago, when I was only head of a department here I gave a silver salad fork and spoon to an old chum as a wedding present The other day about the time bf thei* fifteenth anniversary the wife brought it back to be cleaned, saying she had never used it and would like to have us give it what we call a ‘professional) polish.’ “You can imagine my astonishment) when the newly married daughter of one of our best customers brought the Set in the next week, askiifg-that it) be credited to her account as she had received several salad sets and wouldn’t need that one, too. ; “That isn’t the worst of it, though. y When I gave that set originally silver was 90 cents an ounce. Now rather than ‘squeal’ on my chum’s wife, I had (to credit our customer at the present price of $1.25.” A High Thought Plane. A little Boston boy and his mother were studying the ancient mammals and the subject was at that time up, permost in his mind. One day he am swered the door bell and announced to his mother that an ichthyornig was at the door to see her. Astonished, she asked: “What da jvou mean?” Returning from the door she again addressed him, saying: “My son, that •was only ae collector.” I “Well,” answered the learned Bostonian, “Isn’t that a beast with a bill?” • —National Monthly. Gobbled It. In his haste to field a grounder the shortstop accidentally swallowed his quid of tobacco. Then he gave the captain the grand hailing sign of distress and feebly chased himself to the clubhouse. “Talk about your “Inside” baseball!** he groaned. Most Religious Cities. Boston has more religious people, judged by the Communicants, than any city in the country, but St. Louis stands second and New York third. According to the United States census of religious bodies, there were In 1906 communicants to the number of 32,936,445 in the United States. In the five leading cities the proportion of communicants to population was: New York, 44.7 per cent.; Chicago, 40.7; Philadelphia, 38.8; Boston, 62.6, and St. Louis, 46.6,

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Fright Buried ' - «- How Wilson G. Hunt, Alarmed by Bland Silver Bill, Kept $900,000 In Yellow Monqy in Bank Vault for Many Years. ’ Up to the time of his death in 1902, Frederick D. Tappan had been for half a century one of the leading bankers of New York city, and for years he was the head of the metropolitan Clearing house. “I think,” he said to me one day, “that one of the most curious experiences that ever came within my personal knowledge was the silent, almost pathetic evidence, of the great fright which once held in its grip Wilson G. Hunt, who was famous as a banker when Commodore Vanderbilt and Daniel Drew were strong men in the financial destinies of the country. I “It was the so-called Bland silver bill which was passed in 1878, and which provided for ihe coinage of not less than two million dollars’ worth of silver bullion a month, that gave Mr. Wilson his great scare. But that you may have a good understanding of the incident, I want to say first that, beside Mr. Wijlson, there w r ere a good many old-fashioned bankers and men living upon tlieir capital, or the Income of it, who became greatly disturbed when the Bland bill became a law. ( ‘ | “Why, do you know that even asshrewd, clear-headed and icy an intellect as Samuel J. Tilden became greatly alarmed when the Bland bill was enacted Into law. Governor Tilden whispered to some of his friends his fear that the ■( country was going exclusively upon the silver basis, he thought that meant the cutting down of capital by at least one-half, and you should have seen his representatives buying foreign exchange, and a good deal of it. His [purpose, evidently, was to convert that exchange into gold, and very likely keep it on deposit In some of the greater banks of London. But I guess that Governor Tilden got over this scare earlier than Mr. Hunt did; at all events I never learned what he did with the exchange he boughs. “But it came within my personal observation what Mr. Hunt did. Whether he bought exchange and converted it into gold or not, I do not know, yet I do know that when he trembled for fear that the country would go to a silver basis, as a result of the enactment of,the Bland bill, he somehow secured approximately nine hundred thousand dollars in gold, had

Grant and Army of Potomac

His Plan as Commanding General Was to Teach That Body of Fighters to Overcome Its Fear of R. E. Lee. "History tells fully of the manner in which President Lincoln and father met for the first time, when father went to Washington to be commissioned by the president the commanding general of the Union army,” said Gen. Fred D. Grant to me recently, "but it doesn’t tell of the Initial purpose that father had in mind as regards the Army of the Potomac when he went east. “You know, father was netffer east from the time he entered the Union army as a colonel of an Illinois regiment until after the Chickamauga and Chattanooga campaigns, in the fall of 1863. But he had studied pretty closely the moverhents and characteristics of the Army of the Potomac in its three great campaigns up to that time, and he had pretty well made up his mind, even before he knew that he was to command the Union armies, as to what was the matter with the army that protected Washington. “After it had become known that father was to be general and that he would take personal command of the Army of the Potomac, a great many persons with whom he was acquainted, and some with whom he was intimate, said to him at one time or another before he started east: ‘General Grant, what are you going to do with the Army of the Potomac? What kind of a campaign against General Lee are you going to make? Have you formed any plans whatever for offensive operations?’ “Os course, none of these questions father would answer. But I have always thought that he at last became convinced that it would be a good plan to tell some of his friends in a general way what he would do immediately after he had assumed command of the Army of the Potomac. So it happened one day that when a friend said to him: ‘General Grant, what are you going to do after you begin operations in the east?’ he replied: ‘The first thing I shall do will be to teach the Army of the Potomac not to be frightened out of its wits at every mention of Bobby JLee’s men.’ “Again, twhen another friend would ask father a similar question, he would reply: ‘I am going to train the Army of the Potomac so that 1$ will conquer its fear of Bobby Leo' And ye(i

Golden Talent it packed In little canvas bags, properly marked w’ith the amount of money In each, and stored these bags tn the vault of a certain bank, one of the strongest institutions of the kind In New York city, if the worst came and the rest of his fortune was cut in half by the country going to a silver basis, he would at least have close on to a million dollars in the sort of money that is good the world over. Mr. Hunt died about ten years later, and. some time before the Bland law gave way to the Sherman silver law. In the meantime, the gold that he had hoarded against the possible evil day of a silver basis lay untouched. It did not bring him in a penny of income, and he never looked into the vault where It was stored to see if it was all right Indeed, these little bags lay so long in the place , where first they were put that gradually they became

Longstreet’s Memories of War

Great Fighter of the Confederacy Recalls the Generous Personal Relations Between the Opposing Leaders in Times of Conflict. It was in the early spring of 1883 that I had the pleasure of calling for the first time upon Gen. James Longstreet, who, as one authority puts it, “enjoyed the distinction of being one of the greatest fighters of the Confederacy, and possessed the unbounded confidence and affection of his soldiers.” It was at his home in Atlanta that I met the general, and *the fragrance of early flowers and the glory that shone in the blossoming peach trees lent an especial attraction to the approach to his house. The picture that I had in my mind’s eye of the great leader who had so often discomfited noted Union commanders was based on war time prints, all displaying him with a long and flowing beard. But I found him without beard, except a tuft in front of each ear. His complexion was ruddy, his eyes were' bright, and yet he seemed somewhat infirm. The really noticeable thing about his features was the scar that it bore, mute evidence of the frightful wound that he had received at the Wilderness at a most critical moment in that battle. “General,” I said, after a time, “I have heard that many military critics believe that had you not been wound-

again, when some one else had put the same question to him, his answer would be: ‘The first enemy that we have to conquer is the fear that takes hold of the Army of the Potomac whenever General Lee’s name is mentioned.’ • “Now, father said this in no disparagement whatever of General Lee. He had the highest admiration of Lee’s qualities as a soldier and of the purity of his character. But he had become satisfied from his study of the career of the Army of the Potmac .that an unreasonable fear had seized it, due to the very high repute of General Lee as a soldier. In addition, he believed that the Army of the Potomap had no more reason to fear General Lee than the armies of the west had reason to stand in dread of the great commanders who led the Confederate forces in that section of the country; so that before he had left the west to become lieutenant general his initial plan for the Army of the Potomac was to teach it no longer to fear Bobby Lee. And you will observe that father never told anyone what his plan of operation for that army was until after he had taught it not to shiver every time that the name of the great Confederate commander was mentioned in its presence.” (Copyright, 1910, by E. J. Edwards.) His Point of View. Capt. E. W. Dayton of the Twelfth regiment, who has recently been decorated with the Legion of Honor by the French government for his services at the Paris exposition, told this story to a party of military men at the Army and Navy club in New York the other evening: “One of my friends is a confirmed bachelor—as regular woman-hater. He is quite along in life and has no more intention of marrying now than he had when he was younger. “One evening at a social gathering he was talking to a young woman who was trying to have a little fun with him because of his well-known resolve always to stay a bachelor. The talk turned upon the suggestion that some of the states put a tax on bachelors, and a proposed bill to levy an extra tax every ten years. “ ‘Why,’ said the young woman . rchly, hoping to get a rise out of him, ‘at your age it would cost you SIOO a year.’ “ “Well,’ said my friend quietly, , t ‘it’s worth it, isn’t itX’ ”

moldy nod thn chmviih began to rot, and nt hmt. whmi It becime noceaaary for tim Hdiuhiiaf I'wtora of Mr. Hunt’ll entatw to ronnjvo that gigantic nest egg, do you know that sotno of the bags were so badly rotted that their golden contents broko out and scattered upon the floor of the vault at our feet? “Mr. Hunt." concluded Mr. Tappan, "was a wise man and very courageous in many things, but he had that curious drend of silver and that unwarranted fear that the United States would lapse to a silver basis. That dread and that fear he carried to the grave with him. It has been my experience that the most courageous capitalists—and I have known many of them —will sometimes lose their senses and be persuaded to do very foolish, almost silly, things, in order to protect their fortunes. Without exception, every rich man that I have known has had some weak point in his armor in this respect” (Copyright, 1910,’ by E. J. Edwards.)

ed just when and where you were, you probably would have driven Grant back across The Rapidan.” “Perhaps,” was the reply; “no one can ever tell what the result of a battle will be until it is over.” For several moments he was thoughtfully silent. “That battle,” he said, “is one of my thrilling war recollections, of course; the twinges that the wound gives me, now in my cheek and now in my ( shoulder, will not let me forget it, I fear, until the day of my death. But I think that the most thrilling recollections, certainly the most pleasing, that I have of the late struggle are those which tell of the personal relations between the. commanders upon one side with these of the other after I battle, when prisoners were captured, I and especially immediately after the war. They tell me” —questioningly— “that Gen. Joe Johnston, who has just retired from congress, and General Sherman frequently sat side by side like two intimate friends in the house of representatives at Washington?” “Yes, that is true,” I answered. “I have often seen them together there. ( General Johnston’s seat was near the door, General Sherman has the privileges of the floor, and frequently he came in quietly, edged his way to a vacant seat beside Johnston, and there [ they sat side by side like old cronies | sometimes for two or three hours.” “Ah,” exclaimed General Longstreet, "that illustrates the real spirit which ■ the men who were true soldiers, not political generals, on either side felt . for their opponents ■when the fighting was all over, when duty to their cause was done. Why, that spirit began; with that very kindly act that Grant did after Buckner had surrendered to him. You know the story—how Grant ( received Buckner as a personal friend and offered to share his purse w’ith him. That spirit was characteristic of the personal relations of the opposing generals throughout the war and for a long time after, and I wish it could also have been characteristic of some of the politicians on either side. Then there would have been many irritations, many resentments, many difficulties of both war and peace eliminated. Oh, I sometimes wish that the reconstruction period could have been left to the direction of those who were in important command at the time of the war. I am certain that they would have continued to show the utmost delicacy of consideration for each other.” Again the general was thoughtfully silent for an appreciable space. Then his face was radiantly illumined with a reminiscent smile. • “Yes,” he said, ( decisively, “the tenderest, the most permanent, and in many respects the most thrilling recollections that I have of the war are associated with the noble courage and dignity and true kindliness w’hich were characteristic of the personal relations of opposing commanders. They are memories that will not fade —that not even thought of stirring battle can displace.” (Copyright, 1910, by E. J. Edwards.) No Invitation Necessary. “There was a gentleman burglar at our house the other night,” said the i suburbanite. “Why do you call him a ‘gentleman burglar’?’’ asked his neighbor. “Because he was so sociable. After he had gathered up all the valuables t he came over to me and said: ‘Shake!’” “H’m! The one that visited me last week woke me up with a six-shooter : and I shook without any Invitation.” i Triumph of the Auto. i The conversion of a railway station | . into a garage is curious. This, stateq i African Engineering, has occurred at ’ i a South African town, from which, • owing to the progress of the motor car, trains have ceased to run, and i the station there has, with incisive : irony, been given over to the housing i of self-propelled vehicles. The booking and other offices and the waiting , rooms are now used as workshops and storeroms.

“VISION” SPRINGS NEW ONE Fair Agent Puts Clerks to Rout by Introducing Book tn .Unique Up-to-Date Manner. It was a quiet springtime morning and the clerks In the big importing office were languidly pushing their pens over the ledgers and dreaming of baHoball and fishing. Suddenly the screen dodr opened and a vision drifts ed In Ilk') a June zephyr. “Gentlemen,” exclaimed the vision, ns she lifted her automobile veil, ‘‘it’ Is coming! Be prepared! It is coming!” There was a flutter among the pen pushers. “What’s coming?” demanded one. “A cyclone?” “Earthquake?” asked another. “Halley’s comet turned back?” chimed a third. With a silvery ripple of laughter the vision opened her suitcase. “No, gentlemen, the ‘big stick’ is Eoming, and with it is coming Theoore the Great. Before he arrives you Should buy a copy of the greatest ook of the day, entitled: ‘Teddy the ’errlfic; or, ‘Big Sticking in Africa and Big Sticking in Europe.’ ** But the clerks fled. Rbval Compliment. George is the breezy elevator boy in >ne of the big office buildings. “George,” said the tall bookkeeper the ither morning, “let me off at the “George, the fourth!” added the old broker. “George, the fifth!” chirped the pretty blonde typist. George expanded until there was danger of his brass buttons leaving his blue uniform. “Aw, whatcher getting a swell head about?” piped *a messenger. “Somebody would t’ink yer was a page in de. senate.” “Page in de senate? Why, didn’f yer hear dat peach of a typewriter say ‘George de fift’?- 'Makes one feel like de new king of England.” Lack of Self-Esteem. Ashley—Dingier’s bump of self-es-teem must be a cavity. Seymour—What makes you think that? Ashley—The way he went after a job last week. He asked the boss what the wages were; boss told him: “Dollar a day for a good, man,” then Dingier said he was sorry, but he didn’t like to work for less than that, and came away. Getting Honest. “This is your birthday, isn’t it, Bess?” “Yes, Dick.” “How old are you?” “Twenty-two.” “Well, I’m going to give you a kiss for every year of your life,” “Why, Dick! Dick—l—l may as well confess to you that I am really twenty-six.” The Company’s Gratitude. High—Church was paid SI,OOO for saving the life of Miser Klutchims. York —Gracious! I had no idea that Klutchims would ever have paid an amount as large as that! High—Oh, he didn’t pay it; the money was paid by the company that has Klutchims’ life insured for $500,000. Two Desiderata. Robinson—Why # do you call your friend an “Animal Burbank?” Rollins —Because he is trying to evolve a frog that will be all legs and an orphanage turkey. Robinson —An orphanage turkey? Rollins—Yes, a turkey that will have enough drumsticks to go around in an orphan asylum. The Ambiguous Cook. Mrs. DeAysker—Did your cook leave on account of the extra 15 cents a week that the Razer woman offered her? Mrs. Von Holmer—l can’t tell; she said she was going to leave because she wanted the change, arid I don’t know whether she meant the money or the new place. Mutual Fear. Sincoe— Why didn’t Kounfeitte raise a fuss when he ’ound the grocer had sold him bad egg»? Trlcoe —FV>r the same reason that the grocer didn’t raise a fuss when he found Kounfeitte had paid him a bad half-dollar, Matter of Years. Knox —Popieigh doesn’t brag about that bright boy of his any more. Blox—Has [he ceased to be bright? Knox—Not exactly. He says about the same sort of things as formerly, but he’s got to the age where they are saucy. An Illustration. Little Willie—Say, pa, what is a paradox? p a _LWell, my son, a coal stove is one kind of paradox. It won’t burn until it is put up, then it won’t burn until it is shaken down. Better Than Usual. Snodgrass —Did you have good luck pn your last hunting trip? Nymrodd—Better than usual; I was khot at only four times and hit only i twice. Same Old Kind. Ruggles —Have you a fireless cooker tn your kitchen? Raggles—Yes, but it’s fireless because I can’t afford to buy fuel for It Miy more. 1

WISE BOY SUBLET CONTRACT] Benevolent Old Lady Lavishes Kindness and Attention on Wrong Lad —Hired a Substitute. A benevolept old lady happened one! day to be visiting a school where a young incorrigible was undergoing punishment for a series of misdeThe teachej cited him as “the worst boy in the school—one I can’t do anything with. I’ve tried everything in the way of punishment.” “Have you tried kindness?” was the gentle Inquiry. ® f 1 . j “I did at first, but I’ve got beyond that nowr.” At the close of the visit the lady asked the boy if he would call and see her on the following Saturday. A boy arrived promptly at the hour appointed. The old lady showed him her best pictures, played her liveliest music, and set before him a delicious lunch on her daintiest china. Then she thought it about time to begin her little sermon. “My dear,” she began, “were you not very unhappy to have to stand in tjie corner before all the class for punishment?” ■ “Please, ma’am,” broke in the boy, with his mouth full of cake, “that wasn’t me you saw. It was Pete. He gave me ten cents to come here and take your’ jawing.” Some High Flyers. The guide was showing the visitors around Washington. “This,” he announced, pausing in a wide corridor, “is the wing of the senate.” "Do tell!” ejaculated the man from Kansas with the red handkerchief around his neck. ‘‘l never knew the senate had wings, but I’ve often thought the senators might have ’em.” “And why the senators?” “Because so many of them are always up in the air, b’gosh!” Lots of Practise. “Have you had any practise?” inquired the manager of the great combination circus and menagerie, who had advertised for a man who could ‘chin himself twenty times with one hand.’ ” “I’ve had too much practise,” wearily sighed the applicant, whose right shoulder was three inches higher than his left. “For seven years I’ve been practising two hours dally; I’m a straphanger, qir.” The Burning Question. Venus was. rising from the sea. “Great Jupiter!” cried the men, as they crowded the beach. “How did you lose your arms?” . But the- women never noticed the arms. “In the name of all that is wonderful,” they chimed, “how do you keep your hair in curl in salt water?”—' Judge. His Question-Answer. “Are marriages made in heaven?” The lecturer paused, as if for an answer to his interrogation; whereupon a man with a hunted look glanced furtively over his shoulder, swallowed hard, moistened his lips and said, huskily: “Do strawberries grow at the nortij pole?” Attractive Letters. Rodrick —Yes, he came oVer here to learn our language and 1 started on tha alphabet Began picking up letters, you know. Van Albert—And what progress haa he made? Rodrick —Oh, he soon found that the only letters he had time to pick up were the X’s and V’s. Methods of Calculation. “Scientists are not usually successful business men.” “No. They think they are doing very well if they come within a few hundred thousand miles of the exact measurement. You can’t figure on dollars that way if you are doing business with a bank.” Caution. “Why do you insist on my going with you when you ask father for my hand again?” asked Ethelinda. “Because,” answered Claude, “I don’t want to give him any more opportunities to presume because there are no ladies present.” The Great Problem. “Please advise me.” “Well?”. “Shall I marry a girl who Is my temperamental opposite and quarrel with her the rest of my life, or shall I marry a congenial soul and get tired of her?” Still Cheaper. “Isn’t It cheaper to move than to pay rent?” I Inquired of the young married man. “I suppose It is,” he replied with a settled air, “but my plan is cheaper than either; I live with my father-in-law.” Lack of Courage. Bashfull Browne —I’ll give you SSO If you tell Miss Holmers I want to marry her.. Brassy Benson —Not on your life! , She might try to work the, John Alden I racket on me. i Hint at the Reason.) —The patient Is much better tooay, nurse.” ‘•Yes, doctor. You. remember yon didn’t call yesterday.”

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