The Syracuse Journal, Volume 4, Number 35, Syracuse, Kosciusko County, 28 December 1911 — Page 6

Syracuse Journal W. G. CONNOLLY, Publisher. SYRACUSE INDIANA SHE WAS A BIT TOO HASTY Self-Reliant Young Woman Resented Actions of Man Who Picked Up Watch. It was late on Sunday afternoon when a handsome young woman of the self-reliant, suffragette type, walking briskly up Fifth’ avenue, chanced to drop her watch in ajmddle of soft mud at a street crossing, says the New York Times. She passed on without noticing her loss; but a tall young fellow, standing on the corner, picked it out of the mire and hurried after her. On catching up with her, he raised his hat. “I beg your pardon, Miss, but I should like to —” She shot a contemptuous glan«e at him, then one in the opposite direction, and walked on as if she had not heard him. He tried again. “Beg your pardon. Miss, for speaking to you—” but this time she interrupted him, and snapped: “Don’t jyou dare to address me, sir!” ’ ’ “I’m sorry, but. you see you—" “I don’t see anything, except that you’re an exceedingly impertinent person. If I had the time I would stop to give you my opinion of men like you, who will speak to a perfect, stranger merely because she is alone. It is contemptible. If I had my , way— ’’ “But don’t you see —” “I can tell you what I do see. I see that policeman over there. And If you do not leave me immediately I shall call him and have you arrested. I never heard of such Insolence—and in broad daylight!” “Very well, ma’am. Good afternoon.” And the young maq walked away with a grin on his face, and a lady’s gold watch, thick with mud, ticking merrily in his pocket. The next day he answered an advertisement in the paper, offering five dollars reward for the return of a lady’s gold watch, lost on Fifth avenue, no questions to be asked—and he was still grinning. j Some Famous Dunces. Literary history is crowded with instances of torpid and uninteresting boyhood. Gibbon was pronounced “dreadfully dull,” and the utmost that was predicted of Hume in his youth was that “he might possibly become a steady merchant.” Adam Clarke, afterward so deeply skilled in oriental languages and antiquities, was pronounced by his father to be “a grievous dunce,” and of Boileau, who became a model for Pope, it was said that he was a youth of little understanding. Dryden was “a great numskull,” who went through a course of education at Westminster, but the “stimulating properties of Dr. Busby’s classical ferrule were thrown away upon the drone who was to be known as ‘Glorious John.’ ” There’s One Style We Set. “Using the letters of the alphabet and numbers to designate streets is called here," says a Berlin letter, “the American style, and the introduction of the system has many advocates, but apparently these have no voice in the matter, because the popular idol — royal, heroic, religious, scientific or commercial —still has the first call. Many of the names are exasperatingly long, and when we think that the most impossible one has been discovered we always find another just a little worse. Recently we saw two letters addressed to Vienna —one' to a person in Klosterneuburgstrasse, and the others to a correspondent in Mariahilfergrasse. How much time would be saved if these streets were numbered or lettered!

Happiness. It was Mme. Nordica who when asked a few days ago what was the secret of happiness in marriage, replied, “Politeness.” Sounds absurd, does it? - Politeness is supposed to be all saved up for outsiders. In many families. Os course there are exceptions. People who believe in the old adage that politeness is cheap have no excuse for not practicing it' at home. Perhaps Mme. Nordica has a good leal of truth on her side. Let’s all try to find out. * The “Under Dog.” . When the hotel porter picked up a stray Boston terrier and nobody appeared to claim the dog he decided to keep him. Then the man from Milwaukee came and wanted such a dog with a pedigree, and the porter found one, and charged him S9O for the outfit. Then the visitor gave him ten dollars for his trouble, and the porter (charged him an additonal ten dollars for getting the dog ready to ship. Dogs Do Sentry Duty. The dogs which helped the British forces against the Abors by performing sentry duty are by no means the 1 first to figure In the British army. When the earl of Essex went to Ireland to suppress the rebellion in the reign of Elizabeth, his forces included 800 bloodhounds with which to {track down fugitives after the battles; and in all our wars with Scotland the bloodhound was largely used ifor the same purpose. That metaphor »f unloosing the "dogs of war” has justification.—London Chronicle.

, MULFORD WINNING VANDERBILT CUP ? .. It I I . mEt Jr ■ . « „.-h: L-j:?: JliHai OUR photograph shows Ralph K. Mulford winning the seventh Vanderbilt cup race at Savannah, Ga. He lowered all previous records for the race, covering 205.68 miles at an average speed of 74.9 miles an hour. At the top left is Mulford with his winning smile and at the right he is seen in the stretch.

FORM PRODIGY CLUB

Young Mental Wonders of Harvard the Founders. Master Sidls, a Terr-Year-Old Expert on “Fourth Dimension,” One of the Organizers of Society. Cambridge, Mass. —A prodigy club has just been founded in Harvard, where there have been for the past year several boys who entered possessed of extraordinary mental attainments. The two best known of these are the sons of Prof. Weiner of 1 Harvard and Dr. Boris. Sidis, the edgenic expert of Boston. The sons off both these men were trained under specially prepared schedules of study, which together with a native ability t has shown them to be extraordinary trpes of mental precocity. Dr. Boris Sidis recently asserted that he could produce a prodigy f|rom any American child of average intelligence under his system of development. His son William J. Sidis, when ten years old, passed into the Massachusetts Institute! of Techniology because the age limit at Harvard kept him from entering. When he was a freshman at Harvard young Sidis lectured on the mathematical problen? of the fourth dimension. Among the learned professors in the special audience was the late Janies. ; Another prodigy is fourteen-year-eld Norbert Weiner, who is in Harvard’s graduate school, having taken his degree at Tufts college. Besides being a linguist he is a methematician of ability. The curious features that have been noticed about these boys is their eagerness to put aside their studies for simple games that delight young children. As they have both been exploited by the magazines, where their pictures have appeared, these two boys a few days ago called on some others in

Woman Swindles Rich Men

Wealthy French Colonial Officer Latest Victim. id me. Germot, a Parisian Beauty of American Parentage, Uses Clever Ruse to Defraud Her Admirers. Paris. —After promising to marry three men in order to swindle them of presents of jewelry, Mme. Germot, who says she was born at Wilmington, Del., in the United States, but who ordinarily resides with her husband and three children in the Rue Basse-Dingre at Orleans, now occupies a prison cell in Paris. Some i weeks ago Mme. Germot, an elegantly dressed and refined looking woman of 25 years, became acquainted at Vichy with a young French colonial afflclal, to whom she pretended that she belonged to one of the most aristocratic families of the Bourbonnais district of France. Au accomplice wrote her several letters, making constant references to her property and aristocratic relatives. Finally the official became engaged to Mme. Germot and presented her with a splendid ring, valued at 8,000 francs. The next day bis fiancee '.eft Vichy and disappeared. She went to another pleasure resort, however, and there pursued similar tactics with sn officer from a garrison station in the vicinity of Paris. Having again received a handsome present of jew-

Harvard, who are quite as gifted, and the following conversation, savoring of the nursery, took place. “Have you been written up?" asked young Weiner of the newest genius. “Not yet, but they came and took my picture the other day.” “Oh, that's nothing. I had a whole article about myself written by my father;” said young Sidis. “Let’s fotmd a Harvard Prodigy Club,” suggested the boy bachelor of arts, Weiner. And sb the four child wonders have formed Harvard’s first and only prodigy club. The latest addition to the c’ub is Adolph A. Eerie of the freshman class, son of the Rev. A. A. Berle of the Shawmut Congregational church in Boston.

Boy Is Saved 'By Emperor

Richard Wahrman Is Being Sought For in United States to Tell Him Good News. Vienna. —Efforts are being made in the United States on behalf of the Austrian court to discover the whereabouts of Richard Wahrmann, son of a Hungarian deputy, who left for America about six weeks ago. The Emperor Francis Joseph has consented to pay all the young man’s debts, and the court officials want to inform him of the good news. It is so rare an occurrence for a Hapsburg to hand out money for a commoner, and so unusual for Francis Joseph to bestir himself and his pursestrings in the cause of simple charity, some are thinking there riiust be some old love romance of other days concealed behfnd the Emperor’s act. But there is no ground for believing that this is the secret of young Wahrmann being freed from his liabilities. Maritz Wahrmann. the deputy, once ingratiated himself with theJEmperor by sqme signal service, and this is a

elry she decamped and reappeared in Paris. Here she made the conquest of a wealthy Russian. As she was engaged with him in attentively examining a jeweler's window in the Rue de la Paix yesterday morning two men approached and politely requested her to step into an taxi-auto with them. They were detectives, who arrested her on the charge of swindling the colonial official and the army officer. Brought before M. Hamard, he ordered her to be detained pending trial. When informed of the arrest of his wife M. Germot refused to.do anything in the matter. "My wife»does as she pleases,” he said. “I don’t interfere in her affairs.”

The Plumber Worms Turn

i Propose to Bring Suit Owing to Assertions In Begbie’s New Book. London. —At a meeting of the Institute of Plumbers held the other day exception was taken to the statements regarding plumbers made by Harold Begbie in his latest book. In a chapter headed The Plumber,” according to a delegate at the meeting, Mr. Begbie said that the plumbing trade was the worst from the moral point, of view, that there was no bigger set of thieves than those of the plumbing trade, that he did pot know why It was, but plumbers appeared not to be able to help it.

RECOGNIZES HIS MOTHER After Three Weeks of Coma Physicians Give Hope of Recovery t of Injured Lad. Yonkers. —Surprising the physicians of St. Joseph’s Hospital and relatives who had given up hope of his life, Daniel Conley, twenty years old, is emerging from a state of coma in which he had lain in the hospital for three weeks. He ffell from a roof on October 30 and his skull was frac tured. Following a delicate operation it was thought he would gain, but not until a day or two ago did he show any signs of improvement. His moth er was called, and his face brightenec as he recognized her and spoke to her Then he relapsed into unconsciousness, but the physicians said they thought he would recover.

return Francis Joseph is making him. Some years ago young Wahrmann’s brother Arnst committed suicide when pressed by his creditors and the fath er was so distressed by the fear that his remaining son might take his own life that friends appealed to the Emperor. Francis Joseph made it a condition that Richard Wahrmann shall never return to Europe. Girl Denies Six Murders. Lafayette. La.—Arrested and ac cused of the murder of six persons, then confronted with her blood-soaked clothing Siat had been found near the crime scene, Clementine Barnabel, a negro girl, laughed at the police, refusing to admit any part in the murders. Her brother and two other young negroes have been arrested with Clementine as material witnesses. The family of Nerbert Randall, in eluding six persons, were found in bed, their bodies horribly hacked. It is believed they were murdered as they slept.

PLUMBER SEALED IN CHIMNEY z . —- California Worker Cuts His Way Out With a Chisel Handed to Him Through' a Slit. Niles, Cal.—While Neil Alberg, a plumber, was clinching rivets inside the chimney of a new factory here the other day the man on the outside was called away. ’ 1 Another set of mechanics, who did not know Alberg was inside, riveted a rain protector over the top of the stack, sealing him Inside. When the thunder of the hammers died away the prisoner pounded frantically on the iron until he got the attention of those outside. ’ A chisel was then passed through a slit into the smokestack and Albefg cut his way out.

B: _J_ He would sooner have a burglar in the house than a plumber. Further, if’these Were “rum” things to say about the whole trade, they were nevertheless true, The meeting, in solemn conclave, decided that plumbers were tired of being the butt of comic papers, and a resolution was passed ordering that legal opinion be obtained as to the chance of winning a libel suit against Mr. Begbie as a warning to others. In real life we don’t get the chance to rehearse the big* situations—but the rules of the game permit us to fake the lines! —Chicago Journal.

NEW NEWS of YESTERDAY L L_ =i By E. J. EDWARDS I—

Man Who Conquered Hell Gate

Gen. John Newton's Cool Confidence in the Safety of His Plans for | the Blowing Up of Middle Reef. “I think that the coolest, the most ■ perfectly self-possessed, man iu the ! face of a great crisis whom I ever met 1 was Gen. John-Newton, the conqngror j of Hell Gate," said the late R. I Grace, elected mayor of New York i city in ISSO and again in 1884. and for i years before his death, which occurred :iu 1901, one of the great export i merchants of the country. i ‘‘Heil Gate, you know," continued Mayer Grace, “is.tf;t. the exact point i where Long Island sound and the ! East river meet, and the difference in ( the tides in the sound and the river, as well as the numerous jagged reefs ' that were in thd charthel, made the ! passage of Hell Gate very dangerous, i For a long time the federal governI ment was a little doubtful about the ; ! ability of any engineer to hit upon a ; . plan by which the reefs could be re-J : moved and the .channel made compar- ; ! atively safe, except at a cost, possfbly, ! that, would be prohibitive. “At last, John Newtcn, who had | ; gone into the engineering corps of the i regular army following his graduation 1 trod! West Point, and both as an en- ‘ gincer and a fightpig man had won a > volunteer brigadier general’s commission in the Civil war, was Summoned before the authorities at Washington 'and asked if he thought he could rip out the reefs iqnHell Gate and make navigation safe there. ‘Yes, that can be done, and I think I can do it.’ was General Newton’s reply; and he was set at the task forthwith. “Uhder one of the ledges. Known as Mallet’s-reef, which extended from the Long Island shore in to the East river. General Newton excavated a number of tunnels and in the pillars supporting the roof of the tunnels and in the roof itself he drilled a number of holes, in which cans of' nitro-glycerine were placed. Then the tunnel was flooded with water, the explosive discharged, and Hallet’s reef was no longer a, menace to navigation. “The removal of the reef occurred in centennial year. Eight years later, wheri I was mayor of New York'city, General Newton had almost completed ! under Middle reef a much greater tunnel and drilling system than that which he had constructed for the purpose of blowing up Hallet’s reef. This fact was well known, and many people from all parts of the city and Long Island camp to me almost daily and told me that if General Newton set off all the nitro-glycerin tinder Middle reef which he was planning to do, the explosion would cause an earthquake which would probably destroy many buildings on both the Long Island and the Manhattan sides of Hell Gate. “General Newton and 1 were intimate personal' friends, and 1 spoke to him of these widespread apprehen-

Speech That Cured a Headache

How Rufus Choate, Though Suffering Agonies, Eloquent Address and Speedily Recovered from Attack. When Zachary Taylor was nominated by the Whigs for president in 1848 one of the great orators of that day. who today is famous in history as one of America's greatest orators, was Rufus Choate, cousin of Joseph H. Choate, formerly . ambassador to Great Britain. Rufus Choate had also long enjoyed, the distinction of being one of the country’s leading Whigs, an'd because of this fact and his great oratorical powers he was besought to take part in the presidential campaign as a supporter of General Taylor. Though his law practice was then almost overwhelming him. Mr. Choate promised to make,.a few speeches. Among the places where he was assigned to speak was one of the important suburban towns near Boston — Brookline. But when, on the day for the speech to be made there, the committee called upon Mr. Choate at his hall in Brookline, the great lawyer was found to be suffering from a raging headache. The agony was ’‘so great that he could hardly speak; and in the hope of getting some relief from the pain he had saturated his long curly hair with some sort of counter irritant, the odor of which was very palpable to the members of the committee. Notwithstanding this physical agony, Mr. Choate, saying nothing, went from his house to the carriage that was awaiting him, and the journey to the halt was begun. All the way there he pressed his hands to his temples, supporting his elbows upon his knees; and he gave other signs of such deep distress that the committee was afraid that he would be unable to make his speech. In fact, the members advised him not to attempt It, saying that they would procure a substitute speaker. But to his suggestion Mr, Choate shook his head

sions. He told me to pay no heed to them. He said he had worked out every detail of the explosion to the uttermost point. He was sure he could describe to me exactly what would happen when the nitroglycerin was discharged. “ ‘But,’ I said, ‘you have nearly 22,000 feet of tunneling under Middle reef.’ - “‘Yes.’ he said, ‘I have, and I need it all. And the holes that have been drilled in the tunnel for receiving the nitro glycerin would stretch a distance of over 22 miles if they were placed end to end. and in holes I am going to put about SbO.ooo pounds of explosive which will be discharged simultaneously by means of an electric spark; But I tell you now that when the discharge comes all you’ll see will a lot of water shoot up in the air and, perhaps, some stones. There may also be a little vibration on land, but that’ll be all." “ Til take your word, general,’ I re-

Dr. Loring Was True Prophet

Head of Bureau cf Agriculture From IS3I to 18S5 Foretold the Wonderful Future of the Great Northwest. Before the federal government established the department of agriculture, with its head a member of the cabinet, the country had a bureau of agriculture. From 1881 to 1885 this bureau was headed by Dr. George B. Loring of Massachusetts, his title being commissioner of agriculture, and he it was who made his bureau of such importance that it last, congress decided to create the present agricultural department. Dr. Loring was a scholarly man and an astute politician, as well as a scientific agriculturist. He was of powerful physiqub, in build and stature being almost like President Garfield. He wore decided side whiskers, being one of the last of prominent public men to retain that manner of trimming the beard which, a few years' earlier, had been very poputar. In July of 1883 I met Dr. Loring in St. Paul. He was on his way back to Washington lifter a prolonged and very thorough study of agricultural conditions, present and in prospect, in the northwest. At that time there was no completed Pacific railroad penetrating the great northwestern territory of the country. The last spike in the Northern Pacific was not driven home until about a year after Dr. Loring’s visit. “While I was a member of congress in the late,seventies,” said Dr. Loring to me, “I was told by a hunter and trapper who spent the greater part of each year iu the vast wilderness west of Minnesota that there was land in

most decidedly, and that without removing his hands from his bursting temples. r With great misgivings the committee escorted Mr. Choate to the platform, and as he stepped upon it it seemed to them as though the great lawyer was on the verge of collapse. The whole expression of his face was that of a man suffering almost unbearable pain, and he was most unsteady on his feet. At the moment of his introduction to the audience he stood leaning heavily with one hand upon the speaker’s table. In that position M remained Yor the first minute or two if his speech, and his opening sentences were delivered in a voice so faint that even those nearest to him were scarcely able to catch what he had said. The committee, who knew Mr. Choate’s condition, were sure that he would speedily be compelled to desist, when, suddenly, he was observed to stand erect, and next moment, to their intense astonishment, he had gained his voice, and soon was 1 in the midst of one of the finest political orations which had ever been delivered in Boston or its vicinity. until he had spoken his last word he held the great audience enchanted. Then, while the applause was still filling the hall, he turned to the committee, saying that he was ready to go home. A member asked him if he did not feel like taking 3. little rest before undertaking the trip. “No,” was the reply. “I am perfectly well. I was notstanding before this grand audience two minutes before every throb of agony in my head vanished. I knew that if 1 had the chancy to speak my headache would be cured.” I tell this story on the authority of the late Gregory D. Robinson, who was a member of congress for a decade from the Springfield, Mass., district, and then, from 1884 to 1887, was governor of Massachusetts, defeating Ben Butler in a whirlwind campaign. (Copyright, 1911. by E. J. Edwards. All Rights Reserved.) 1

plied. ‘But I shall be glad when it Lover.’ 5 . F “ Til stake my reputation as an engineer and all that I gained when in the Civil war on the result of the dis> charge.’ answered the general. ; ? “ ’But so great an explosion has never been made before,’ 1 cautioned . bim. ‘You are purposing to discharge 1 more explosive, by thousands qf ’ pounds, than any one has ever dare® . before to discharge at one timV "He smiled quietly as he replied ‘Every great has to be done tin r first time.’ i “A few weeks later the- mine was discharged, and the effect was exactly] . as General Newton had predicted.! And then, for the first time, I how foolish had been the fears cf many New Yorkers over the result of the explosion, and how cool and confident John 'N’ewton had been in the crisis of his career, for by far the greatest achievement- of his life was the manner'in which he finally robbed Hell Gate of most of its terrors to navigation, by blowing up Middle reef.” > (Copyright. 1911. by E. J- Edwards. Al? Rights Reserved.)

Dakota suitable for wheat in sufficient acreage to keep the United States supplied, with all the wheat its people could eat for at least ten I had been telling him that there was a lot of talk to the effect that we were getting to the limit of our capacity to produce wheat, and that was his confident answer, though I was not so confident that he was correct in his belief. "Now, however, 1 have discovered with my own eyes that this trapper’s statement was true. You may'say, if you want to, upon my authority, that I am confident that as soon as the rail roads blaze the path, making it easy for people to reach this great region west of here, Dakota will shortly thereafter be found to be producing at least one-third of the entire wheat crop of the United States. “And you may also say, if you want to, another thing on my authority, and that is, I believe that the kind of land which is adapted for the production Gs the best kind of whe£t reaches far beyond our northern boundaries and I am persuaded that within the course of the next 15 or 20 years one of the world’s great wheat granaries will be established in that part of British 1 North America which is now almost unbroken wilderness or steppes. I would not be surprised if within that period wheat should be cultivated at. the arctic circle. “If I were a younger man I would cheerfully make the prediction that in my life time it would be found that British North America, heretofore utilized chiefly by the Hudson Bay company, had beqome one of the world’s greatest wheat producing regions. That may seem like a foolish prediction. But my study of the character of the soil, the geographical confirmation of tho northwestern part of the American continent, and the certainty that in British North America there are about three months ■of the very kind of summer which grows and ripens the best kind of wheat, justify the prediction. “I have said that you may quote me to this effect. But if you print what I am now telling you I shall undoubted ly be laughed at. Yet if I live to be a very old man I shall be able to laugh at those who now would ’ find •something very humorous, to- say the least, in my protection.” Dr. Loring died in 1891. He lived to see the Dakotas covered with great wheat fields; but not uutil after his death did the world in general awaken to'the fact that in northwestern British North America it had cue of its very greatest wheat granaries. (Copyright, 1911, by E. J. Edwards. Al? Rights Reserved.)

Little Things Hurt. It is the little things of life that jat and fret. The tiny stabs that are not too little to hurt, but too little to shock us out of ourselves into a calm acceptance. The big things we brace up somehow to bear. But the little things that prick and sting and gnaw, are the things that make life hard. The cold look of some one we love; the thoughtless act and unfeeling '.word—such little things as these can Overcast our sky, darken a whole and utterly incapacitate us, when we zijould perhaps stand up and smile like a hero in the face of fire and flood. It is a curious thing that not one of us would be guilty of visiting catastrophes upon another; yet daily we wound in a thousand nameless ways that are harder to bear than catastro phes. 1 Life itself brings philisophy to beat the big sorrows. But somehow years nor experience seem not to give the courage to bear bravely the little pangs of every day’s sordid experience. At Hl* Uncle’s. Nixon—Holding your first wedding reception, eh? I suppose you’ll gel out all your wedding presents?" Newedd —Weli-er-no; not all. We’ti the tickets on some of them.’’