The Syracuse Journal, Volume 3, Number 26, Syracuse, Kosciusko County, 27 October 1910 — Page 6

The House Thatjack Built By GERALD PRIME (Copyright, 1910, by Associated Literary ' Press.) There was a sudden jolt, followed by a tilt and a dragging over an uneven surface, a weird prolongation of the air-brake exhaust and then the train came to a dead stop. Startled, but not especially alarmed —for she knew practically nothing of the perils of railway traveling—Janet raised the window and took an observation. There was no station or even a Biding or water tank in sight. Janet withdrew her decidedly attractive head in time to see that most of her fellow-pasSengers were leaving the car, bent on investigation into the cause of stoppage. The young man who had been sitting across the aisle since the train left Erie Junction was not arnoiig them. He still sat motionless. (What he was actually doing was amusing himself over the evident mystification of his fair neighbor. Her curiosity was more insistent than her! disapproval of his conduct, so she asked him, in a tone that was meant to’ be expressive of a profound indifference to his opinion on any subject pther than the business in hand, “Do you happen to know what is the matter?” “I’m sprry to say I don’t,” he returned very politely. “I’m waiting patiently'until some of those who wen.; to [make the usual inquiries return to the car. It’s quite possible we may; have come in contact with some stray animal, you know.” “If I ivere a man” —she began impatiently, but stopped before she had finished the statement she had been tempted to make. “Permit me to congratulate you on your escape,” he said, with a really effective! bow, but with no attempt to indicate the special good fortune to which hie referred. “I believe I’ll go, anyway.” [she said, conscious that he found her amusing. “If you will permit me,” jhe said, rising duickly and taking her hat from the rack, “I will go with you.” His ipanner was so respectful and so entirely what it should be> that she could riot run the risk of appearingprudish! by declining. Besides, there really Was no reason why he should * Bl iM SU - K'/// &Q£>scxy&r>'' \ &£■ \i not go with her on this ' tour of investigation. It was broad -daylight, there were numerous other persons in the company and she was abundantly able to take care of herself, even though she were travelingtjalone. She nodded a good-natured acquiescence and they left the car together. As soon as they reached the ground they were told by a returning investigator that it was a case of derallment and that a brakeman had been sent to the nearest telegraph station to summon a wrecking outfit from the city. “I; wonder how long jit will be,” was Janet’s first inspirtaion. His smiled agreeably, ‘fl don’t quite knoW how to explain it,” he said, “but I was wondering the same thing,” Then they both laughed a little, and he continued: “Suppose we go and ask the !conductor.” The only thing about which Jhe conductor was positive was that it couldn’t be less than three hours. He was too competent a railroad official to commit himself to any opinion more definite. It was his air of indefiniteness that made Janet feel a trifle uncomfortable. “I shouldn’t like to get into the city after dark,” she said. “I have never been there.” ‘‘lt isn’t far from here,” - he new acquaintance said, reassuringly. “If you were on the top of the hill yonder yob would have an excellent view of it." “Then I believe I will go up and get It,” she said. “I will if you will promise not to go on and leave me,” she added; addressing the conductor. l"No fear of that, miss,” he said, this time quite positively. “Some of the other passengers are already up there. When we’re ready the engineer will give warning with the whistle." "And if you will permit me,” said her companion, “I will be your guide and point out some of the interesting features as they come into view.

It is my home, and I’m familiar with every part of it.” It was a courteous offer and Janet was keen enough, despite her lack of years and experience, to recognize its honesty. Her firm resolution to risk no chance acquaintance lost all its purpose in the presence of such transparent sincerity. “It’s very kind of you,” she said, with a smile which implied acceptance of his offer to accompany her, “but I should think it wouldn’t be much of a novelty to you.” “It is—binder the present conditions,” he laughed. “Besides, it Is really worth while. The city is at its very best when viewed from the hilltops.” They started off together. It was not a tiresome ascent, for the path was well defined and made circuitous to avoid steep climbing. It was shaded deeply almost the entire distance, and when the summit was reached Janet felt no fatigue whatever. Along the way her had made most of the conversation, preparing her, with a wealth of interesting detail, for her first glimpse of the city beyond. It came suddenly —a spacious panorama of low-lying fields and groves and water, and, beyond, the glittering ’ outline of granite and marble that -loomed skyward. “Isn’t it glorious?” he asked, but Janet, under the firm domination of the spell, made no attempt to answer him. Hat in hand, her cheeks flushed with the exercise and the excitement of the situation, her dark hair put into charming confusion by the hilltop breeze, with eyes for nothing but the strange, new picture before her, she stood and took her fill of it. “It’s beautiful,” she said, finally, “but, do you know, I feel afraid of it?” He fancied that she shivered. “It won’t hurt you; I’m perfectly sure it won’t,” he said, soberly. “You are sure to like it.” They seated themselves on the side of a huge bowlder and he pointed out to her all the more striking features of the view. Then, almost before she knew i., and influenced by she hardly knew what, she found herself telling him all about herself —how she was Janet Marion, only child of a country doctor, who was dead; how she had made her home with a distant relative, attended the academyin her home town and, finally, had grown weary of the monotony of the life, and had made' up her mind to go to the city and fit herself for the profession of trained nurse. She even admitted that she was free from all anxiety in money matters; that her father had provided for her generously. and that she had evolved the scheme of becoming a nurse to escape from the humdrum of her life. “Bought to be ashamed of myself,” he said, when she had finished. Then he took a card from his pocket and handed it to her. jit bore the legend; “John Ware, Architect.” “Now I know why you are so fond of the city,” she laughed. “You have built some of it.” | “Hardly enough to account for my preference,” he admitted, frankly. “Can we see anything—any building you have designed—from here?” she asked. Ingeniously. “No,” he said with a sigh that might have been pathetic had it not been for the meflry twinkle in his ees. “I have never experienced the felicity of creating a skyscraper or even a cathedral. My genius has been wasted thus far over suburban houses built to catch the eye- of the prospective buyer who wants something startling in architecture —and usually gets it. What will you say when 1 tell you that I have only built one structure that I am proud of? It Is my own little house, and nobody It but Its designer. It Is so different from the others that It goes by the name of the ‘House that Jack Built. I’m Jack, you know.” The two sat on the hilltop talking until the engineer sounded the re turn to the train. The conductor’) estimate of the time necessary to ge 1 in motion again was wide of tin mark; In rather less than two hours they were at the Union station, ant Ware and Janet were saying gooc night. “I should like to see the ‘Hous: that Jack Built,’ ” she laughed ai they separated. “Should you, really?” he risked, i glad light in his eyes. She nodded. And In time her wlsl was gratified. More than that, sht became its mistress. Most Voracious Cannibals Living. The most terrible species of canni bals living are the cruel, bloodthirsty Manyuema of Tanganyika. Living to the west of Tanganyika, these canni bals, clothed in primitive fashion with a piece of bark cloth rudely hammered out from a neighboring tree have an appetite for human flesh which is well-nigh insatiable. They exercise the most fiendish cunning in tracking down their quarry, choosing fat, well-covered people in preference to those who are lean and bony. Their favorite practise is to waylay their victims at eventide, so that they may have before them a long night in which to effectually dispose of their prey by cutting it up into strips and drying it over a low fire in the woods. These dried strips of human flesh are carefully preserved for future use, and on two occasions these gruesome forest food depots were discovered and their owners killed by the Wafipa people, who Inhabit East Tanganyika. Most of these cannibals file their teeth to a point, so as to enable them more easily to tear the flesh from i the bone when they have to eat their ■ abominable meal in a hurry.—Wide , World Magazine.

CAP and BELLS THE PORTER WAS WELL PAID Fussy and Choleric Old Gentleman Forces Money Onto Wrong Individual—Had His Way. A lively looking porter stood on the rear platform of a sleeping car in the Grand Central station when a fussy and choleric old man clambered up the steps. He stopped at the door, puffed for a moment, and then turned to the man in uniform. “Porter,” he said, “I’m going to Chicago. 1 want to be well taken care of. I pay for it. Do you understand?” “Yes, sir; but ” “Never mind any ‘huts.’ You listen to what I say. Keep the train boys away from me. Dust me off whenever I want you to. Give me an extra blanket, and if there is any one in the berth over slide him into another. I want you to ” “But, say, boss, I ” “Young man, when I’m giving inBtructlons I prefer to do the talking myself. You do as I say. Here is a two-dollar bill. I want to get the good of it. Not a word, sir.” The train was starting. The porter pocketed the bill with a grin and swung hirflself to the ground. “All right, boss!” he shouted. “You can do th’; talkin’ if you want to. I’m powerful £orry you wouldn’t let me Jell you—but I ain’t goin’ out on that train.” Oh, That’s It? “Your husband is crazy to go up In an aeroplane, isn’t he?” “Yes, and I have promised him that he may do so a year from now.” “Do you think aeroplanes will be so much improved in a year’s time?” “I don’t know anything about that, but his life insurance policy forbids his going up in a balloon or an aeroplane within a year.” Informing Son. Little Willie—Say, pa, what is an Indian reservation? Pa—An Indian reservation, my son, is a lot of land on which the Indians are allowed to live until the white men want it. A MISTAKE TO BE ALIVE. \ // \ /WfrEw / IhU / -—-ria/ - Ifiz Blunderman —You thought I was going to die, but I’m alive yet; you see, you were mistaken. Dr. Speshlist—No, my dear sir, the mistake is yours! A Conscldhtious Dealer. “Are you sure this milk is absolutely free from germs?’ Inquired the cautious young housekeeper. “Yes, lady,” he replied. “We boll every drop of water that goes into it.” Its Use. Visitor —What do you use this big laundry for? Facetious Warden —To wash and iron the convicts, ma’am. Running Away. “What is your line of argument when you meet old Bopely on the street with his tariff ideas?” “The nearest car line.” Our Language. “Mamma prophesied that he would make a bad husband, too!" ; “Well?” “He’s made good!” A Matter of Planes. “Life is on a much higher plane than it used to be. “Yes. Which do you prefer—bl or mono?" Barred. “You should love your enemies.” “I would like to, but I am a vegetarian."

MRS. WILLET’S FUNNY SOLO I School Children at Entertainment 1 Prefer to See Her Amusing Grimaces to Recitation. An entertainment was being given in the village school. When the program was half over the youthful faces of the scholars shone with agreeable anticipation, for the very next item was to be a vocal solo by Miss Willet; who on mriny 'occasions had delighted the school with her singing. There followed an impatient pause. Finally the chairman made the announcement: “I am very sorry to say, children, that Miss Willet has contracted a cold, and will be unable to sing. She is willing, however, to recite a poem instead, if you wish it. Do you?” Several heads in the rear of the I room became grouped as if in earnest conversation. Then they evidently ( elected a spokesman. “Please, sir,” said the boy, “if Miss ! Willet don’t mind, we’d rather have her git up an’ try to sing; an’ if her throat’s too sore to make a noise, she can make her funny faces while the planner plays the tune.” An Obstacle. “I don’t see how you can manage to keep these women’s unions together as long as the present style of hair dressing continues.” “What has hair dressing to do with the unions?” “Doesn’t it make all the places where women work ‘rat’ offices?" ORIGIN OF MANY AILMENTS. ZZZ A .JKO I - \ Hr.•/ fv; r w& y/' . ] The Doctor —It is absurd to describe her as an imaginative writer. Why, she has no imagination at all. Bronson —How do you know? The Doctor —I am the family physician, and she hardly ever thinks she needs my services. A Doubtful Benefit. “I can’t understand Miss Pimply’s conceit. Ugly as she is, the seems to think she has advantages over the other girls.” “So she has one advantage over the others.” “What is that?” “She doesn’t have to look at her face unless she wants to.” ’ A Lost Opportunity. "Why are you so sad?” “Mrs. Hawkins was burled today.” “Was she? I didn’t know that you and she were close friends.” "We weren’t, but if I had known about it in time it would have been such a good chance to see what they have in the house.” j Observation of Pa. Little Willie —Say, >a, what’s the difference between a/public servant and any other kind? J Pa —The difference/my son, is that the public servant tjries to hold his job longer than the father kind. Proficienf In Both. “Does Gayboy stfieak more than one language?” “O, yes, he converses fluently in two —ordinary Jfinglish and the language he uses /hen he’s riding in the smoking car.”.-* Real Cause for Alarm. Muller (tp his friend whose wife has run aw£y)—My poor friend. I sympathize wiflh you. Huber —jiVhy, have you heard that she has cpme back again?—Fliegende Blatter. J t Their Mistakes. “I am (getting very absent-minded." “That ’so?” “Yes; II went into a butcher shop for a sha|ve this morning.” “I went into a barber shop and got butchered?.” i * v Didln’t Propose to Hurry. His Wire—l just can’t bear to see you smoking, John. The doctors say it is slow poison. Her Husband —Well, I’m not going to take quick poison just to please you and the t doctor. * ■ Mild Excuse. “What did (you mean, sir, by saying ■ the other day , that I was going to the i dogs?” I “My dear sir, merely a cur-sory remark.” . Mad Abput It, Too. “My mission, Miss Elderly, is saving young men? “Well, you needrl’t come snooping around here; I haven't got one.”

IPERT YOUNG PRINCE Small Son of Nicholas a Picturesque Youngster. One of the Best Natured as Well as Best Looking of the Royal Little Fellows of Europe—Seven Years of Age. Vienna.—Among the numerous litI tie princes in Europe, one of the best natured as well as the best looking little fellows is the small Prince | Nicholas of Roumania, who is now seven years of age. The youngster is the fourth in the charming group of | i children whose father is Crown i Prince Ferdihand of the picturesque i kingdom of Roumania and whose j mother was formerly Princess Marie, I daughter of the Duke of Saxe-Coburg and Gotha. The youthful prince is not a grandson of the present ruler, King Carol, and his wife, known world wide as “Carmen Sylva.” They have no children. - King Carol was born a Hohenzoli lern and his consort a grand duchess !of Vienna. After the deposition of Prince Couza-Alexander John 1.. i which was a result of the military revolt of 1866, the Count of Flanders, younger brother of Leopold 11. of Belgium, was unanimously chosen hospodar, but the perilous honor was de cllned with thanks. Then the Roumanians selected Prince Carol of Hohenzollern-Sirgarangen, and he has > made an excellent ruler. In 1878 the ' Berlin congress acknowledged him i king of the country, which at that ' time had just freed itself from the Turkish yoke and had to begin, as it were, from the beginning. He is exceedingly popular with his subjects, as , Is his consort, known among her own . people as Ellsaveta. The constitution of Roumania set- ; tied the succession on the king’s oldest brother, Leopold, but he renounced ■ his rights in favor of his son, Wili helm; and the latter. In turn, renounced ‘ his rights In favor of his brother , Ferdinand. The crown prince of Roumania, therefore, is King Carol’s i nephew. The princess is a grand- ! daughter of Queen Victoria and is ! English by birth and training, though > her mother was a Russian grand . duchess. She was married to the ! crown prince when she was barely i AI Prince Nicholas, of Roumania. seventeen, and, though her eldest son, Carol, is fifteen, she is quite a young woman. Princess Marie is very beautiful and her five children resemble her. She has fair hair, blue eyes and a brilliant complexion. She is very fond of appearing in the native Roumanian costume and does her best to (popularize it. Her children, too, often are dressed in the ole costumes of Wallachia and Moldavia, the principalities from which the country was formed. In this way the princess ; tries to promote native industries, ■ the garments being made of hand-wo- ; ven linen, embroidered with most delicate work. Prince Ferdinand objects to being photographed. Not so his pretty wife. On the contrary, she rather . likes to pose before the camera and ; has no objection to having her chil- ■ dren photographed. Quite often the I pictures show them In th a national costume. The little lad whose like- I ness is shown is garbed most pic- . turesquely. I We Lose $1,250,000 a Day. New York. —It is surprising to learn ; that every day the amount of damage done throughout the country by fires i amounts to $1,250,000. This is a dally loss in money without counting the i loss of life and untold suffering. The ; [ committee of the National Board of I Fire Underwriters in a recent report ' laid stress upon the fact that this ' tremendous loss is entirely unneces- ! sary. A Noiseless Hospital. Chicago.—The only noiseless hospital in the United States is at the naval training station at North Chicago. A sysem of nurse and emergency calls from the nurses to the office will eliminate all noises. A patient by pushing a button turns on a small electric light over his bed and one at the nurses’ station and also one in the head nurse’s office will show an illuminated number of the room cc bed.

\ SHOOTING SKIES FOR RAIN j Uncle Sam Has Lost Faith In Raini Making Schemes, but Italians Are Still Sanguine. Washington.—Recently when fire was sweeping over the mountains of • the west, leaving death and destruction In its wake, the despairing peo pie appealed to the war department tc bombard the skies and bring a muchneeded rain. For obvious reasons their request was refused. Uncle Sam, a few years ago, spent large sums of ' money experimenting along this line, j sending up bombs and firing cannon j at the skies to produce rain by artifl-“Cloud-Shooting” Guns of Italy. Cial means. It was no use, for the clouds refused to “leak” in satisfaction of man’s tiny tickling. Since then the- government has been without faith in any scheme for rain-ma-king. It Is now held that the reason why rain usually followed the great bat ties of history is because whenevei possible the commanders moved theii armies and began battles when the weather was fair. Rain falls on ar average of one day in three, so it is no amazing matter that the cloudi should spill their contents about the j time one of those famous slaughters i would be over with. Os course, the great men of science know that it is useless for man, witl i his puny implements, to undertake t< bring about those stupendous changes in nature necessary to produce the phenomenon of rain. It would be i necessary to lower the temperature o: a vast area of the heavens, or saturate such a region with moisture to obtalr results, and our means of accomplish . ment are too limited. i Though our government has lost faith in rain-making, however, the Italians seem to be quite confident that in one way, at least, bOEbarding the 'clouds is productive of good re suits. In all the vineyards of thai sunny land there may be seen curioue funnel-shaped guns pointing to the sky. Hail storms form one of the chief dangers to the grape crop in tha» country, and the Italians believe that the firing of these guns prevents such | destructive visitations by dissipating the clouds which give them birth. GIRLS TRAVEL ON “NERVE”' Two Oklahoma Young Worrien Start Out Without Money on a ThreeYears’ Trip. Chicago.—“We are going around the world on our own endeavors and nerve for educational purposes and to see ii two women can work their way in such an undertaking.” said" Miss Olive I Adair and Miss Oralee List, two young : ivomen from Tulsa, Qkla., who arrived i at the Congress hotel, Chicago, from St. Louis, on the first part of their — AV In A w A . aji ,fe j LWftjl The Misses Adair and List. long journey. They wore broad white satin sashes, with the words, in black letters, “Around-the-World Girls From Tulsa, Oklahoma,” and their suitcases and traveling bags were decorated in similar manner. They wore light tan traveling gowns and black turbans. “We are going to make a tour of the world,” they said, “and will earn our passage.” Miss List is a composer of music, and Miss Adair is a singer and a writer of short stories. “We started without one cent of money, earning our fare to Kansas City by singing on the streets and selling papers.’’

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To accept defeat gracefully, start your retreat in time. Fresh supply Mrs. Austins Famous Buckwheat Flour ut all grocers. History of Red Cross Seal. “Charity stamps,” first used in Boston in 1862 for the soldiers’ relief funds during the Civil war, were the original forerunners of the Red Cross Christmas seal, which will be used this year to bring happiness and cheer to millions. The Delaware Anti-Tu-berculosis society in 1907 for the first time in America made use of a stamf for the purpose of getting revenue to fight consumption. In a hastily organized campaign of only three weeks they realized $3,000. The next year, 1908, the American Red Cross conducted the first national tuberculosis stamp campaign. From this sale sl3f, 000 was realized for the antl-tubercu-losls movement. In 1909, under many adverse conditions, $250,000 was realized from these stamps. This yea? the slogan of the tuberculosis fighters and the Red Cross is “A Million for Tuberculosis From Red Cross Seals tn 1910.” He Knew. A small boy brought up by * fireeating father to hate anything connected with England or the English was consigned receritly to eat dinner with the nurse while the family entertained a genuine English lord in the dining room. The grown-ups’ meal had come to that “twenty minutes past” stage where conversation halts directly, when a childish treble fell upon the dumb-waiter shaft from the kitchen. This is what the astonished nobleman heard: j “Fe, fl, so, sum, “I smell the blood of an EngllshI tniin.”—Wasp. Tired Out. “Is the first ,edition of your novel exhausted yet?” “No. Why?” “I thought it might be from standing so long on trip counters.”

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