THE SUNDAY OREGOXIAX, PORTLAND, JANUARY 12, 1908.
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"THE GARDEN OF ALLAH1
a Trial Marriage, by F. Frankfort Moore.
Auttyrs and Newspapers Association, New
" York City.
Astonishment was,. expressed when
George Meredith unfolded before a
wondering world his doctrine of limited
wedlock; But Mr. Moore Is more daring
in his novel, which has caused a good
deal of discussion tn England, picturing a
mythical state known as Azalea, where
there are no policemen, churches, or law,
where children are taken when one year
old from their parents and brought up
by the government, and where marriages
are only for the term of three years.
It is not possible to yawn when read
ing "A Trial Marriage." Tea, to Bkip
even one page Is out of the question.
The reader Is on the hunt for surprises
tnd certainly gets them. The epigrams
are strong and so is the character work,
while the general subject Is handled with
boldness andvivacity.
When Millionaire Steve Stunt, presum
ably an Englishman, found that he had
more money than he knew what to- do
with, he was prevailed upon to start a
new state which blossomed into Azalea,
located 'in a land whlrh had been so
long reckoned among the dead places of
the earth, that nature and the require
ments of man had space to re-create it.
The country which was the site of Azalea
had been forgotten nearly 1000 years, and
Its chief harbor had ceased to' be prac
tical about the time of Charles I.
Money without stint was poured Into
the new Utopia, whose affairs were
ordered to be governed on purely scien
tific principles. Brains and the ability to
work were the principal qualifications
fr admission into the country, but as the
new state progressed with Its radical
legislation. It began to be noticed that
both the birth and marriage rates showed
a decrease.
Attempting to save society, the
Azaleans decreed that In three years' time
all present marriages should be annulled,
and should thereafter last just as long,
If the two parties were willing to con
tinue living together. Just as the new
law goes into effect, the hero and heroine,
Basil Rtdgemount and Violet Castledene,
marry, and In their case the experiment
la unfortunate, as the husband foolishly
Imagines that he has discovered his "af
finity" in another woman. The new law
turns out to be unpopular, as nearly
pvery married person wishes to change
his or her mate.
One married woman, not blessed with
good looks, instinctively knows that her
husband will disown her and she fears
that she will not be .able to captivate a
second victim:
A tlrl who has beauty can look around
tnd make her choice. I had to use all my
arts to entrap I don't mean that, of
course -I mean to to captivate to capti
vate the one who was inclined to look on
fne with some favor. Tow do not know what
I suffered when he was making up his
mind Oh, my God! la there any tongue
that can tell the tragedy of the plain
Roman who knows that she Is plain? God
la merciful to most of them. He has with
held from them the knowledge that they
re plain, so that they go along mer
rily for a time; but I knew it from the first,
I had brothers and sisters and they rubbed
It in without compunction. After all I
wasn't so very plain. At any rate, I got a
husband and the two sisters who used to
m"-ke a mock of me are still unmarried.
But what good Is a husband to me now?
He will fling ma away from him like an
overripe orange the day the three years
sf the new system come to an end, and there
is the nnieh of my fool paradise.
But the plain people of Asalea rise up
in their wrath, sweep away the laws of
sntocracy, and make a popular hero of
Basil Rtdgemount, who promises to re
store an untll-death-marriage and chil
dren to their parents. Basil Is pretty
much of a fool in social behavior and he
Is in luck that his wife wisely shuts her
eyes to his roaming fancies after another
woman.
The novel Is written after an KngllFh
pattern, and to not so much of a shocker
after all.
The- Daughter ef Jorlo, by Gabriels B'An
nunsio. 1 1 lustra ted. Uttle, Brown ss
i'o., Boston,
An angel with oneghand uplifted in pro
tost and with the other covering her eyes
is pictured on this book cover and the
scene Is an advance hint of the pastoral
tragedy told on tho printed pages within.
d'Annunzto delights in the Impressionat
and tragic, and now he gives full rein to
hisi exotic imagination.
"The Daughter of Jorio' is a three-act
play of Latin color. It tells of primal
pastflons and lust of savage blood. The
etting la Italian. Indeed, no other coun
try under the sun except Italy has the
d' Annunxlo atmosphere. For Instance,
you would not calmly think of Sweden,
Germany or Scotland in this connection.
The scene of the play is the land of the
Abruzsi, an Italian region where grows
the vine ftnd oll've in sunny slopes run
ning seaward to the Adriatic and shut
from the touch of Western Europe by the
towering ridgo of the Apennines. Mediae
val and pagan worlds still mingle to
gether, and romantic shepherds make
poemg about their sweethearts and often
about their flovks. The time of the play
is placed by Michetti about the 16th cen
tury. Mila Dl Corda. the daughter of Jorio,
the sorcerer dalle Fame, ia the heroine,
and Aligl, shepherd-artist, 1 the hero.
He has just espoused Vtenda X1 Giave,
selected for him by his mother, and Vienda
and hfs relatives are gathered around
him In the rustic home of his parents,
when Mila, running, panting from fright
and exertion, and covered with dust and
briars, like a hart pursued by a paca of
hunting dogs, enters the family circle
asking refuge from lascivious rustics.
The latter rush to the door of the house,
asking that the fugitive girl be given to
1 f "V i 1 ?
1 N- i 9 ..ft-
them, somewhat after the fashion of a
certain occurrence narrated In Genesis.
AlLgt'4 women folk are doubtful of Mila's
reputation, and cry. "Out with her."
Like a prophetess of old, Mila shrinks
within the fireplace and says to Allgl: ,
Touch, me not. Oh,' yon, you are sinning
Against the old laws of the hearthstone
You are sinning the great sin that's mortal.
Against your own blood ' and the sanction
Of your race, of your own ancient kinsfolk.
Lo, 'over the stone o the nreslace,
I pour out the wine that was given
To. me by your sister, in blood hound;
Bo now if you touch me, molest me,
All the dead In your land. In your country,
AH those of the long years forgotten,
Generation to past generation.
That He underground eighty fathoms ,
Will abhor you. with horror eternal!.
Allgi ultimately succeeds in inducing
the attacking; party to go away, and a
pastoral scene ensues where Aligl, bereft
of Vienda, his bride, suddenly discovers
that he alone loves Mila, daughter of the
sorcerer, and along a mountain slope
where sheep are feeding, Aligl and Mila
swear their constancy, although at 'the
beginning of their interview Mila ha4 said
to her lover: AUgt, brother of mine."
Lazardo IH Roio, father of Aligi, con
celves a guilty passion for Mila," and
when- he grasps her and she calls for
aid, Aligi, with a blow from an ax. Kills
his father. He Is arrested for the crime,
and to shield him Mila pretends that she
alone struck the fatal blow. The 'crowd
of fanatics is only too ready to believe
anything evil against the sorcerer's
daughter. While Aligi curses her for the
alleged murder of his1 father, and then
conveniently faints away. Mila is burned
at the stake. - ;
Old Adam's story over again. "And the
man said: 'The woman whom thou gavest
to be with me, she gave me of the tree
and I did eat."
Badle. by Karl Edwin Harriman. D. Ao-
pleton & Co.. New York City.
" Mr. Harriman'a new novel sparkles
with its knowledge of feminity and
shrewd comment wrapped up in slang. "
Who Is Sadie? She was an expert judge
of human nature so far as her vision
went for she was a waitress In a rail
road restaurant In Kansas City. Mo.
An unhappy love experience caused her
to emigrate to Bagdad, on the edge of
the Arizona desert, from - whence she
writes & breezy letter to "a lady friend
named Fan":
"Say, Fan. remember what. X wrote you
about Mr. Thompson last Fall? Well, he's
got it bad. It's as clear as a sunset heie
in the desert. Anybody could see It with
their eyes shut, but I couldn't for a lonff
time I do now, tho'ugh. I guess I'm half
fool anyway. And haten it's over me. H
ain't told me about it, but he's got it just
the same. And I'm up against It good and
hard. I can't frame a way to let him
down for the life of m. I like him. Oh.
I like him, lots and lots, but that ain't
enough. 1 can't ever marxy Mm. I feel
awful sorry for him. but I don't see what
I can do. Maybe, though, I'll be able to
fix It Up cne of these days. Tou see I want
him to like me but that's all. I'll let you
know bow It comes out.
"On the square. Fan. I'd rather have a
hundred and ten here anytime than eighty
five in K. C. It's so. dry. Boer costs a dol
lar a bottle. What do you think of that?
The eating-house is the only place In town
that has any ice. They throw some off
No. 5 every day. But It's a snap for me
after all. The only time there's ever a rush
is when the men uo at the borax mine
come down once a month after oaydav. It
gets a little lively then, sometimes. Poor
fellows, it's the only fun they have, and I
don't blame them much if they do cet
teaed Billy calls it 'soused' when they
hit town. I would too. I guees. If I had to
work like they do. It goes to 140 some
times where they are. ilow'd you like
that?
"Well, I've written a lot but f ain't said
much, have I ? Some afternoon, when
things are quiet. I wish you'd go into the
People's Cut-Rate Drucatore next to Frie
berg'a and get ft pineapple sundae on me.
Gee. I wish I had one this minute! I've
forgotten how they taste; but I could eat
a mil! ion. And say, Fan, it you do hear
anything about J. L. let ma know, won't
you? But don't tell him where I am. I
guess maybe, he's never asked, or you'd
have said something about it. It won't do
any good for him to know-; he'd only write
me a letter, and If I ever got a letter from
him, now, I guess rd pass away. Give my
love to Grace and tell her I hope she'll be
awful happy. Gee. I'd like to see her get
oft of No. 8 some day. I'd hug her to
death. But If I don't ston writing I will
get homesick. Lots of love.'
At first sight the reader Is apt to think
Sadde's philosophy df the cheap order of
things, but not so. She speaks with the
air of a working girl who has lived, al
though her dialect is not that of Boston.
Here Is how she discusses matrimony,
with Billy:
"Iook here' she turned and faced him
"who's the fellow that a xlrl like me
could marry Just naturally, you know? I'll,
tell you a shipping; clerk down in some
railroad office. A suy that never earned
over eighteen a week In his life. And she's
working, too, you know, tucking away her
little old ten, or maybe twelve, every Sal
udray night. And she's her own boss. Don't
lose sight of that, for that's the most. It's
worth more'n the money, even. Just bein
her own boss. Well, she marries the guy.
Of course when she does she quits her job
and pssses up the ten or twelve per. And
they go to housekeeping she and Charley
boy in a flat over a butefcer shoo that
costs i5 a month. The' place is full of
old gold, spindle-legged furniture bought on
the installment plan. You know the ad
vertisements In the streetcars back Eat :
Let Foster Feather Tour Nest. Four rooms
Furnished Complete for Seventy-nve Dol
lars. Complete for Seventy-five Dollar.
Your Credit Is Good!' Chairs that-saueak
when you sit on 'em: a sofa with roses as
b!g as cabbages green roses and that's
always coming unglued an easel In the
two-by-twice parlor with the siicture of
an old mtH In a snow storm in a silver
frame: and a slush album on the almost
mahogany table, with pictures of Charley
boy's sisters in It in their confirmation
dresses.
"Anrt. the girl does the cooking on an $8
'dollar down and dollar a week' gas
stove 4hat the company connected for noth
ing. Then, after the first younrun comes
and she's wearing a calico wrapper and cut)
papers till 4 o'clock In the afternoon, she
sits down some morning by the window
looking out on the streetcar tracks, while
little Charley that looks like the It she
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Li
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married's asleep, and lines it ail but. She's
been in a trance. Before she xa&sed away
It was -her for the nark with the oth-r
girls on her afternoon off. vaudeville every
Saturday all Winter, and a .show every
night if. she wanted to go. Now it's a case
of kid. wash, socks, shirt and a mop. She
eouldn't go to a show if she wated to on
account of little Charley, and -on Sunday
biff Charley'd rather sit in the narlor in
his stocking; feet or out on the back porch'
In his suspenders than do anything, what's
she done? She's quit bein' her own boss at
t-n or twelve a week to be Charley -boy's
hired rirl at nothing a year. That's the
dope. Billy. Fine busluess, ain't It?"
Billy's smile had widened and now, as
she ceased sneaking, he- threw back hjs
head snd laughed. .
"But you've left out the best part of It.
Fadie," he declared, when he had caught
his breath.
"What?" she blankly inauired,
"The part that made her marry .him In
the first place."
A look of puzzlement came into her
eyes.
"The lve. I mean," he explained.
"Love!" she cried. "Lovel O Billy, quit
yosr kiddin'."
J. M. QUBNTIN.
IS LIBRARY AND WORKSHOP.
Tha Illustration on today's book page is
taken from Robert Hichen's "The oarden of
Allah," a book which waa reviewed in last
Sundav's Oregonlan. "The Garden of Allah'
deserves all the good things said about It.
Not for years has. there appeared such a
strong story of human experience and des
ert life. . ' -
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It is lucky for David Grayson that he has
kept his identity, and especially his resi
dence, the scene of "Adventures in Content
ment," a secret; for his publishers are be
ing overwhelmed with requests to know
where the farm is. The author would
have a settlement on his hands In no time.
News comes that Alfred de' Musset's
housekeeper, Adele Colin, possessed at iifr.
death soras? 8000 lines of his works In man
uscript, and from these a selection of con
siderable length will sown be oublished. It
seems that when De Musset was 111 which
was often enough, during the later years
of his life he employed the -housekeeper
as amanuensis, and the result remained
in her hands.
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There is hardly a series of social polit
ical facts more significant to one who be
lieves' in democracy, or to one who wiehes
to resist democracy understanding, than
those which have accompanied the develop
ment of the Swiss Commonwealth. These
facts Mr. Lloyd has sought into studiously,
appreciatively,, fairly, and presented .-with
clearness and Insight tn hia. new book "A
Sovereign People."
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A "players edition" of Anne Warner's
popular story, 'The Rejuvenation of Aunt
Mary," has just been issued, containing ad
ditional illustrations from scenes from the
play In which- May Rob son Is star
ring. Originally published in I0O5, "The
Rejuvenation of Aunt . Mary proved to be
as popular as the author's original Susan
Clegg stories, for the new players' edition
makes the seventh time "Aunt Mary" has
been sent to press.
Mrs. Harriet T. Comstack's new novel,
"Janet of the puneq," will be issued tomor
row. Mrs. Comstoek. known as the author
of twp admirable historical romances of the
davs-of Elisabeth, "Tower or Throne." and
"The Queen's Hostage," has now produced,
a story, that in construction and human in
terest surpasses anything she. has hitherto
written. The scenes in "Janet of the
Dunes" are laid on th dunes of Long
Island. In and around the Summer homes
of a colony of artists.
.
Life, America's unique satirical snd hu
morous Journal, is. just now celebrating Its
25th birthday. The event takes the form
of an anniversary number whoso . cover is
ornamented with reductions of many of
Life's most famous cartoons and sketches.
The text Is largely made up of reminiscent
articles by John A. Mitchell, E. S. Martm,
James S, Metcalfe and Thomas L. Masson.
Among its other attractive features Is an
Impressive full-page drawing by Charles
Dana Gibson, whose newer work has not
been seen in- America since his departure
for Europe to study In foreign studios.
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Rudyavd Kipling's publishers, Doublfcday,
Page & Co., jredict an early revival of In
terest in Mr. Kipling's work. The response
to books which they Issued last. Fall his
Collected Verse," the holiday edition of
"The Brushwood Boy," the new editions of
"From Sea to Sea" and "Many Inventions"
has shown that there Is a widespread lat
ent interest In Mr. Kipling's writings which .
may be counted upon to spring into great
.activity on any likely occasion. They feel
confident that his next book, announce
ment of which will be mada shortly will
be greeted with enthusiasm.
"Miss Elizabeth B. Browning, care of D.
Appleton se Company, New York," was the
recent address on a letter Inclosing a coun
try review of a new edition of the famous
poem. "Lady Geraldine's Courtship." by
Elizabeth. Barrett Browning. A letter, .ac
companied the clipping and solicited "Miss
Browning's" patronage for the clipping bu
reau. .She would doubtless be glad to' see
this charmingly illustrated edition of her
poetry and to hear what people, of this day
are saying of her: There Is certainly no
other poetess In history of such beauti
ful memory. If the busy, clipping-clipper
had read this clipping through he or she
would have come across these words: "There
is a tradition that it was this poem that
first attracted Robert Browning to Elizabeth
Barrett."
'It is thought that Boston readers of
CHmbing Up to Nature," which will be
brought out early In the Spring, will have
little difficulty In placing the "pink gran
He, chime-crowned church" and the elo
quent divine who spent his life preaching In
London and America, both of which sub-:
jects supplied Florepee J. Lewis, the gifted
young author of this charming story, with
the basic thoughts for her hook. The
clergyman was a prominent figure, up to
the time of his death. In the Massachusetts
town famous for Its beautiful boulevards and
splendid homes, and had made his church
known at home and abroad for Its spirit of
tolerance and broad humanitarlanlsm. His
teachings ripple through the story, and give
a touch of gentle seriousness to the book,
through which, despite its am o sing sat'
Ires on striking New England characteris
tics, a lofty purpose runs.
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The collected New York edition of "The
Novels and Tales of Henry James." issued
by the Scribners will be completed In 2S
volumes, each with Its own preface prepared
by Mr. James. "The prefaces are of three
fold nature," say the publishers in thir
preliminary announcement. "Each, In the
first place, narrates the circumstances in
which the book It ' introduces was orlrin
ally conceived and executed, what the idea
was, how. when and where It occurred .to
the author, and the various incidents of
Its working out. In the next place It is a
critical examination of the book Itself, per
fectly candid and, as may readily be seen,
uniquely piquant and Interesting an au
thor's detailed criticism of his own works
being a complete novelty. Finally, taken to-,
gether, the prefaces constitute indirectly a
unique body of criticism of the art of the
novelist at once philosophic, technical and
authoritative. Mr. James is hardly Ies a
critic than a practitioner of his own art.
and his general views of It herein set forth
are rendered particularly effective and en
tertaining by their grouping around the
examples and Illustrations of his own pro
duction. The prefacea unite the Interest of
personal 'Confessions' with that of a pro
fession of faith."
To the Book Monthly, of London, White
law Reld contributes an appreciation of
Thackeray In which Is mingled personal
reminiscences and reflections, "I never had
the good fortune to meet Mr. Thackeray In
America," says Mr. Reid, "though I did
met soon afterward your other great nov
elist of that period. But for years X was
constantly hearing gross ip about Thackeray
from thlse who had met him during his
visits to us, like the genial publisher who
was his guide, philosopher and friend among
the Brahmins of Boston, or like the Old
Centurions of New York. Their account
ran all one way. They admired his talk,
and the yloved hira. They pictured him as
big, hearty and very human. They didn't
find him laying the lion, the least little
bit, and we may hope he didn't find us
playing the spread eagle too much. They
pointed out the corner in the Century Club
where he usd to sit exchanging literary
chat. or. In Yankee parlance, 'swapping sto
ries,' with a group of clubmen about him.
They could tell you years afterward what
had beep Thackeray's favorite chair, and
some had even been so observant or the
least trifles about the great man as to know
what particular concoction In a club tum
bler had been hia favorite nlght-cap."
One day while lounging In the New
Tork studio of Reginald Eathurst Birch it
was down on that fascinating. old Washing
ton Square a young artist with the aroma
of the Latin Quarter stilt hovering about
him, entered and we' were made acquaint
ed," writes diaries Warren Stoddard, In the
current number of the Pacific Monthly.
"Birch, was called away, and my new
friend and I were left alone in the studio.
Presently he said to me in an offhand way,
Do you know of any publisher who would
be likely to issue a book of mine?' I asked,
'Have yon written a book?" 'Yes! three or
four of them.' This astonished me, because
I did not think It was the custom of artists
to write book after book unless their name
chanced. to be F. Hopklnson Smith. It seems
that while an art student In Paris the young
man- had. as a pleasant avocation, been
writing stories and even a novel or two. It
was soon after we had first met when we
met again at Birch's studio. My album
chanced to be -there, and I asked If he
would place his name amvog the autographs
of which t was so proud. Birch and I had
an -engagement and he said he would write
while we were absent. Very shortly we re
turned, and I found a charming poem, a
good! large page In length, written in my
honor. I -no longer wondered at his facility,
though facility is the gift of - few. This
young artiM-author was Robert W. Cham
bers. Whose prolific pen Is the delight of the
reading world. He has published -hie volume
of poems, also, and I sometimes wonder if
he ever returns to his easel,' In memory of
the pastv or seizes again his palette and lays
on his colors with the 'enthusiasm thnt
drew him to Julleo's Acadepiy in Paris mora
than 20-3-ear ago." Mr. Chambers' new
est novel is "The Younger Set." The latter
has led one composer, Paul Kaiser, to write
a waits and name It after the book. "The
Youns;r &et Waltz', is published In Phila
delphia. Fiction often outruns fact, but n hardly
go farther. The extremely ingenious idea
of Arthur Train's 'Mortmain" is based on
the transplanting of the human hand. The
hero. Sir Richard Mortmain, has an acci
dent requiring the- amputation of his
hand, and oti the stump i auocessfully
grafted another one. bought at great price
of a man, who, after selling it, d4es from
the loss of it. This places Mortmain in a
bad situation, for it is in law a mnrder
to commit such fatal mayhem.- Also, the
man .who sold the hand was a criminal, a
much-wan ted one, and the police have a
record of his thumb-print. One does not se
how Mortmain can possibly escape the con
sequences of his dilemma, . H must be
proved guilty of murder in either oase, it
seems; but the author, who. is-a lawyer, re
lieves our feelings at the last moment
Doctors are debating . the possibility of
hand-grafting, but all the trend seems to
be that way. It Is possible Toow to knit
arteries and nerves together, but the trans
planting of a hand Is yet for the future.
Dr. Alexis Carrel, however, recently grafted
the thigh of one 4og on another dog and
the circulation was perfect. Blood poisonmg
set In. however, (n four days and the dog
died. But the partial success of, the opera
tion Is encouraging as a beginning, and
gives a new reality to the situation of which
Mr. Train has made such clever use.
A correspondent of the New York Dven
Ing Post says he has discovered a similarity
between the central situations of Mrs.
Wharton's novel, The Fruit of the Tree'
and Ibsen's play, "Rosmeraholm.' After out
lining the principal ' elements of both, he
proceeds to demonstrate his' point that the
three leading characters of "The Fruit of
the Tree" stand In the same relation to one
another as Rosmer, Beata and Rebecca.
"Amherst, like Rosmer," he says, "Is a
man of- 'advanced thought, an Idealist and
would-be reformer. Bessie, like Beata. is
Incapable of sympathy 'with her husband's
theories. Justine Brent like 'Jtebecca, is a
friend of the wife who comes Into the fam
11. becomes Intimate with the husband, and
sympathizes with his aspirations. Like Re
becca, sne is a girl of singular personal
charm-and persuasiveness. "There's noth
ing you can't make people believe, you little
Jesuit!" Amherst says to her. To save Besr
sie from needless anguish,. Justine gives her
an overdose of morphine. Afterward she
marries Amherst Her motive, 'unlike Re
becca's. Is selfish, but the outcqme is the
same that .Rebecca planned. Like Rebecca,
Justine- conceals her share . in the wife's
death as long as she can' Another re
viewer notes a similarity between Mrs.
Wharton's novel anc. Edouan$ Rod's "La
acrinee," Issued in France some ten years
ago, but as yet unpublished in an English
translation.
WOMEN WORKERS FOR PAY
Injuring Marriage Chances by Going
:. Into Business.
. Juliet Wilbor Tompkins in Success.
; "No one will marry you, my dears!"
says tho alarmist to the young women of
business. If they are young enough they
answer; In their hearts, "Nonsense!"
whatever their lips may say; as they
grow older, the Inner repudiation may be
come tempered with a faint doubt.
It is certainly true that the modern
man of the educated world marries less
early and often than did his grandfather,
and ' any grandmother can give you the
reason. . But, in spite of the Increased
cost of living. In .spite of the tupn given
by sport to energies, that once knew no
outlet but lovemaking, and In spite ' of
the comforts' of clubs and bachelor apart
ments, still many men do marry. I wish
I could say that the modern preference
is clearly for the alert, self-helpful
women of affairs, the girl Who has mas
tered a profession or the one whose
trained mind can put through a real .es
tate transfer or a deal In May wheat; in
time, I believe that this may be true;
but, as yet, a limited personal experience
says otherwise.
We have traveled a long way since the
odious Dr. Maglnn made his sneering
comment, "We like to Hfear a few words
of sense, from a woman as we do from a
parrot, because they are so unexpected";
but the level head is still outrivaled by
the curly head, whether we like the ad
mission or not. Statistics may prove the
contrary? but it has seemed to me that
the women, who work and who are
thrown witti men in dally practical con
tact are less apt to marry than those who
meet men only by lamp and candle light.
Vanity suggests that this is the woman's
choice, but I do not believe it. I, believe
that nearly, all single women past SO, no
matter- how brilliantly successful their
lives may be, . are secretly crying in the
wilderness; they want love and children,
and the want cannot be stilled or 0tls
fled with anything else.
To the frank this would seem like an
argument against going to work, but
there is an -argument for it so vastly
greater that it overwhelms thiswhich is,
after all, only a general tendency and
need not apply to the particular case.
On the other side lies the splendid fact
that the woman with a trade of her own
does not need ' to. marry. She may wait
until love comes, with ho anxious thought
of "chances," no compromise with her
heart or head; she may keep the door
open for the best thing of all. Instead of
shutting It' on a possible half best. If
she misses altogether, she Is not an eco
nomlo hanger-on, a maiden aunt to be
passed about among relatives, but ah in
dependent factor in the world's processes.
When hope goes, she still has dignity
and a purpose; she still, has her lniie
pendent personal importance. Whatever
the risk, the sum pf the argument Is all
on the side of work. '
Phonograph to Scare Burglars.
Mansfield (Ohio) Dispatch.
Once more the phonograph has been
called upon for greater service In a house
hold, and this time it take's the place of
a night policeman. Kichard Rcllly, who
lives near here, has all doors and win
dows of bis house especially wired and
connecting with the talking machine.
When the family retires at night .ie
throws the switoh'and from that hour
the opening of any window or door will
start the following from the phonograph
in a gruff voice: "Get out of heru, or
I'll fill you full of lead." Reilly has in
vited burglars to visit him to give his in
vention a practical tjst.
The Monitor.
. TfThington Star.'
Ol' clock stanA on de mantel siiclf ;
NufBn' much tolo exep' a-talkln' to hisoelf;
Tallin" 'bout tje days between de moTturmi
n' de flowers; -Jes
a fine sons story, for de mos he has to
eay . ,
Is Testerriay was jee' about de same thing
as today;
An de day dat's still a-eomin' you Is rwlnter
And- at last.
Zs purty much da same aa you was used to
In re past."
So, what'a de food o' waitln' if you sees a
chance to amile. . .
A-thlnHln' dat de laughter may be better after
while? -
Aa' what', de good o' adfhhi' ton de hopes
of long ago,
Then da present baa Its prospects, earn as
what the caat could show?
Say, chlliun, ia yoa atrivln' on an' smilla' in
de Now,
Or la you Jes complainin bout de whyfor
an' de How.
An' nxin' up a future dat'll nnd yon on de
shelf.
Wit nuffln much to do except a-talkin' to
youraelf?
FATE OF A. CARFARE NICKEL
HOW THE GREAT NEW YORK STREET RAILWAY
COMPANIES DISPOSE OF THESE COINS ,
OT one person in 100 who pays for
a ride in a streetcar or an elevated
or subway train ever gives a
thought to what becomes of his nickel
and the hundreds of thousands of other
nickels handed to conductors and ticket
agents Ih one day.
As a matter of fact, the pennies,
nickels, dimes, quarters and half-dollars
fatten in by conductors and ticket
agent in Manhattan and. Brooklyn go
to two big financial concerns, and from
there are put in circulation again. The
Manhattan lines send their coin to a
bank here and the Brooklyn roads ship
theirs to the Subtreasury in Wall street
every day. There is a constant de
mand by banks and storekeepers, big
and little, for coin, and they get most
of it from these -two concerns.
The bank, that takes the pennies,
nickels, dimes, quarters and half-dollars
of the Manhattan roads makes a
special business of collecting coins. This
bank . has coin counting-jnachines of
its own, and these, besides counting
the coins, turn them out in paper-covered
rolls in various amounts. It Is
in these rolls that the change Is sold
to storekeepers and ether banks. A
small commission is charged to cus
tomers. At the Subtreasury, the coin is not
given out in rolls, but in bags or loose.
Anyone who has ever called there for
change and heard the racket from the
section where the money is kept would
imagine It is dealt out by ehovelers,
just as coal is gathered up at a coal
yard. The coin comes to the Subtreas
ury in bags. Each bag bears a tag
that tells how much it contains. But
this record is not accepted on the say
so of those who send the bags there.
The coin -is counted all over again
there, put up in other bags and tagged
anew.
The system of collecting the money
Is about the' same In all the companies.
In. Brooklyn, at the close of his day's
werk, every conductor puts what he
has taken In on his car into a canvas
bag. He' incloses also a slip whereon
he records the receipts of his. various
trips. The slip bears his name and
the numbers, of his run: The money
and this data are sealed in the bag by
means of a patent device. Then' the
bag is dropped through a silt in a safe'
at the depot, where his day's work is
finished. There are many of these
depots all through Erooklyn. '
Early every morning two covered
wagons start out from the Brrklyn
rapid transit stable In Herkimer street
BLOOD-SEEKING
SOLDIERS
THEJ reverses met with by our AriTsy
at the first battle of Bull Run, fol
lowed' by that . disaster ' at Ball's
Bluff, was paralyzing to our Government
at Washington. Consternation every
where reigned;' even the iron-willed Stan
ton was filled with dismay.
I have said all; no, not all. The placid.
Lincoln alouo remained imperturbable.
He of all men knew wherein lay our re
Sources; that the sinews of .war would
comefrom the great Northwest, In bor
der more extensive than all our guarded
coast line our frontier, with its million
of "young men, all riflemen to the manner
born; sharpshooters ready at his call.
From the farms, shops and schools came
300,000, riflemen by Inheritance. They had
surveyed the coming storm, had weighed
Its magnitude, and, as minute-men, stoed
In readiness.
Impetuosity here had its personifica
tion. At Lexington the Briton found it,
a death-dealing blaze from behind trees
a,nd every stump; and later when that
army' of- invasion, marching across Ken
tucky, found in front of them 60,000 squir
rel hunters (in less than 24 hours this
vast army had gathered' In defense-of
their homes), it was well the invaders
turned back. ' '
Such as these were the men In whom
our chieftain relied. That daring Mor
gan with his 5000 ohosen riders raided
within this territory. By constant flight,
night and day, he lasted only long
enough to be destroyed by piecemeal. It
Is useless to speculate, as does a notable
writer, on our inability for a successful
defense; not years, but days, would suf
fice to Bee our Pacific Slope gathered as
one man to resist all invasion of and by
an armed foe. Impetuous and invincible
when familiar with the use oftsuoh weap
ons of warfare as may be provided. We
find It thua with Jackson at New Or
leans, as well ets with the -Bough-Riders
at San Juan Hill. .
With the tocsin ef war sounding, there
was but one sentiment throughout the
entire North; nothing could now avert
the coming storm. Our Union must and
shall be preserved. There ' was haste,
haste everywhere: regiments formed in
September were in the field, doing battle
in. October. Leaving the plow In the
unturned furrow, they were soldiers fully
fledged in less than 30 days.
Naturally enough, he that was most
skillful In tha use" of firearms felt him
self especially oalled; neither, did kin
dred ties count. With one pang of re
gret for' bright prospects so suddenly cut
short, with a lingering good-by- to his
young family, the writer was off to war.
At the place of rendezvous 26,000 men had
gathered, all Imbued with the same spirit
to do If we could, or die If we must.
A hew life was opening to us, and, as
first Impressions sink deepest,.-we were
shown the sunny' side of the soldier's
life. Military exactness was - slow In
coming. Company drill was made a
pastime; enlivened by the fife and drum,
we were stepping to the music. Then
the dress parade, in which each man was
taught to look his best; at guard mount
ing we were taught to feel our import
ance. Then came .the manual of arms.
Here was our first genuine disappoint
ment; our first source of real grievance
was when the old Belgian muskets were
put In our hands as weapons. - All fa
vorable impressions were, for a time,
lost; but under the promise of better, a,t
the earliest date possible, we managed to
swallow down this bitter pill. - Love of
country is but the counterpart of the ties
of home and kindred. With spirits made
buoyant by continuous good health, we
were " Joyous in expectancy; illness
changed all this to ardent longings for
home; and It is my belief that had these
precepts of our . nature been carefully
observed and the invalid sent at once
to his home thousands of lives would
have been saved.
We dallied only long enough In this
camp to obtain a change of .raiment, put
on the blue uniform and, with the ap
pearance of soldiers,, were hurried sway
to the front. At the line of demarcation
between the North and South, -between
friend and foe, a most pleasing -thing
happened to us; those old antiquated
muskets were exchanged, for new Spring
field rifles. - Though connoisseurs In the
art of gunnery; we found nothing In
these to criticise. The fact was, they
seemed made to order, and. In the mind
of the writer. It is doubtful If that rifle,,
for the purpose designed, has ever been
Improved upon.
Once at the front we could see and
realize the vastness of our country's re
to collect these bags and take them
to the main office of the company in
Montague street. The wagons start
from the stable at half-past 2 in the
morning, and by half-past 8 they pull
up with their valuable loads in front
of the Montague-street office. . ;
Then begins the work of getting the
money ready to be sent to the Sub
treasury. Only the coin goes there.
From the wagons the bags are taken to
the' treasurer's office, where they are
.turned over to 14 receivers.. These re
ceivers are expert coin-counters. One
bag at a time is opened by a counter
and themoney dumped out on a table.
The slip put In the bag by tha conduc
tor Is compared with the record shown
by his car's register, which is also sent
to the ofnee.
The money is sorted according to de
nomination. All the bills are laid out
first. As they are not sent to the Sub-treasury.they-go
to' the cashier's -office.
Next the coin if counted. If the
count of the receivers corresponds with
the conductor's record, all Is well.. But
if there is a shortage note is made of
it and the conductor must make good.
This long experience in handling coin
makes the counters experts in detect
ing counterfeit money. Any of this
they discover is laid aside and the con
ductor who turned It in Is notified to
replace It with (rood money in his next
bag. All the counting being finished,
the coin is put up in bags to be Sent
to the Subtreasury. Pennies and nick
els are made up in $100 bags, and
dimes, quarters and half-dollars In $500
lots. A wagon takes the money over
to Wall street. When It has been re
ceived there the driver gets a Sub-i
treasury draft for the amount- he
turned In. This he carries back to the
Montague-street office to the cashier of
the Brooklyn Rapid Transit. The draft
and the bills in the conductors' bags
are then sent by the cashier to the
banks, where the B. R, T. has its ac
counts. .
At the subtreasury the B. R.. T. Is
credited with whatever amounts the
tags on the money bags foot up, tor,
of cdurse, the coin Isn't counted at once
there.- But If the subtreasury's coun
ters should discover a shortage the
driver of the money wagon makes It
up on his next trip out of a fund be
carries for that purpose.
On the elevated lines in Brooklyn the
collections from the ticket agents are
made by a man on a train after mid
night. As there are time during the
day and' evening when there isn't much
doing the agents have ample opportun
ity to put up in rolls the money they
take in. They aren't compelled to do
this, but they do It for their own con
sources. The reply of .a comrade to an
elegantly dressed Southern lady ex
pressed the impressions that met us here.
"Where did you all come from?" He
answered: "From the North Pole, mad
ami and they were beating the drum for
more when I left." '
On reaching Nashville we became a
unit In that great fighting machine which
was destined to cut the Confederacy in.
twain, from the Ohio River to the coas
at Savannah, leaving a trail well marked
by the mounds of our dead. At the front
we were brigaded, and detailed on out
post duty, to take our station at a lit
tle town some 20 miles further down.
We felt our honors and proudly marched
away with colors flying. With heavy
knapsacks, box and gun 'twas harder
work than farming. First impressions
were sinking deeply; but more deeply,
after a few miles of travel, sank thoe
straps and slings of the load we car
ried, while our thoughts were engaged
in an Inventory of the things we would
dispense with on all future marches. The
column was halted and our regiment
marched to the front with our company
leading.
"Colonel, you are' chosen to charge the
town, to take possession and hold it.'
With eager ears we listened, and in
our Interest our burdens were forgotten.
Adding to our excitement, a delegation
of colored men met us, and with eyes
fully extended, reported: "Forrest's, cav
alry in Bar, heaps on "em."
Our company was quickly deployed,
skirmishers' to lead in this rapid move
ment. With nearly 80 muskets we
formed a line over 200 yards long, and
with our bright rifles glistening In the
sunlight the sight must have been a
pleasing one to our friends who followed.
"Forward, double quick!" rang oht the
commands of our colonel. When we
thought the city within our grasp an un
foreseen obstacle met us; y9 brought up
on the banks of a river, whose murky
waters looked threatening unfathom
able. "Forward; forward!" again came those
stern commands. Surely, he did not
know, could not mean; but he did,
though. An insignificant river was no
barrier to hia impetuosity. I was on the
extreme flank, left guide. I dould see
my comrades on the right making a
crossing on the timbers and logs of a
bridge now burning in the river. With a
pang of doubt and uncertainty I slid
down that bank of mud, up 'to my arm
pits into water icy cold. Happily I
found.lt no deeper, but then came the
bank on the other side, six feet of al
most perpendicular clay. How X mana
aged to reach terra flrma will always re
main a mystery to myself; water soaked
as I was I felt I weighed a ton. I lay
long enough, to get my -breath and drain
out a little, then took my way up a lane
that came out on the main street. I
was aware that I was In advance of the
line, and up to this time had seen no
mem.
In another moment the clattering of
horses', feet on the stony road made me
aware that something was coming fast;
and then from around the corner came a
cavalcade of horsemen, vying ' with each
other as to which should Je foremost.
With their steeds under full run they
passed me without deigning a word or
look. I must have been spellbound, for
there I stood within a few feet of their,
flight, viewing the sight without fear.
When the rearmost men had passed me,
about 900 yards, they came to a halt and
sent me their greetings.
A comrade had Joined me. The whist
ling of bullets, cutting the leaves off the
mulberries over our heads, brought me
to a sense of duty. In an instant my
whole being changed; from a peaceful
citizen I became at once a blood-seeking
soldier. The metamorphosis was com
plete. As If to redeem myself I stepped
at once Into the middle of the street, and
with, deliberate aim fired; loaded and
fired again. I. knew my bullets were
finding the mark; their carbines and.
shotguns were no match for our new
rifles. I had made choice of the In
fantry because of its Advantage In form
ing a fighting machine, and ever after
thought of their cavalry as a harmless
branch of the service. Arms and the
Man.
Fancy.
From "The Merchant' of Venice."
Tell me where is Fancy bred.
Or in the heart, or In the head?
How. begot, how nourished? i
Reply, reply.
It Is engendered in the eyes,
With, gazing fed; and Fancy dies ''
In the cradle where it lies.
Let us all ring- Fancy's 'knell;
I'll begin It Ding, dong, bell.
Ding, dong, bell.
SHAKESPEARE.
venience In handling the . toln.- The
agents' count in these. rolls isn't accept
ed at the Montague-street office.. and so
when the elevated railroad receipts are
taken in there the rolls are broken and
the money gono all over again. Then
tt In nil f nn In haM fnr lh nhtr.Bunrv
A check is kept on the ticket agents by
means of the turnstiles at the stations
and the tickets sold.
About one-third of the daily receipts
of a street railway are in coin. The
counters handle hundreds of thousands
of pieces of money every day. and as
thoy ' must do their work rapidly. It
would be only natural If they frequent
ly passed counterfeits, but they don't.
For instance, there is a counterfeit
quarter in circulation that an ordinary
mortal couldn't, to save his life, discover-
anything WTorg about. It bears
the date of 1893. .Its milling Is perfect,
and it rings Ma true as any genuine
25-cent piece. But the line around the
shield on the eagle is a trifle shu-per
than In tho quarter mado at Uncle
Sam's mint. Numbers of these spurious
coins have been put out of circulation
by the Brooklyn rapid transit's coun
ters. Whenever a counterfeit is discovered
it is charged up against the conductor
or agent who Bent it In. He is allowea
to make good for it in subsequent re
turns. But the coin Is not returned to
him- The company has been In tho
habit of destroying It by chopping it tn
two and then turning It over to the
secret service men. Lately, however,
the .secret service men have asked that
counterfeits be given to them dust as
they are received. When they are
chopped In two it Is often difficult to
discover Just in what respect they differ
from the genuine, article. The secret
service officers are informed what con
ductor turned in any counterfeit given
to him, and they are also told what
car he had; Then they go over his run
and try to trace the counterfeit.
Mutilated coins that come in tha
daily receipts are hot cast' out like
counterfeits, for the subtreasury takes
such pieces and gives credit for them.
' New Tork isn't the only place ' whee
coins collected on the car lines are put
into circulation again. The bank here'
that makes a specialty of supplying
merchants with small change, ships
coins out of town, too. It .has a man
out on the rotad drumming up tr;ide.
He was a small change supplier him
self until lately. He used to take a
great deal of the Brooklyn rapid
transit's money and dispose of It. to
Brooklyn storekeepers. He sold his ,
now he Is employed by it to :nrum up 1
customers. New -York Sun.
INSANITY OF
THE SANE
.N England the increase of insanity has
I been appalling. In 30 years the number
of cases has nearly doubled. In PM
about one of every 630 ef the population
-was insane; in'lS90 the ratio reached one
In every 220.
And. the majority of the Insane, doctors
tell us, are ' not recognized as such.'
Thousands of persons are walking the
streets perssns likely at any moment to
fall victims to a homicidal desire; thou
sands of persons are living In families;
persons entirely unsuspected of murder
ous intents.
Listen to what one of England's great
est living experts on Insanity says:
"Tomorrow's criminal may be the man
we brushed against on the street today.
Statistics of recent date show luat, of the
thousands of persons in England who are
admitted to lunatic asylums every year,
41 per cent are afflicted with serious
mania of one kind or another, aud quite
half of the percentage incline to homicide.
It Is only by the merest chance that they
are kept from crime.
-"Ask yourself where next - year's re
cruits to your Insane army are, and the
question becomes alarmingly serious. It
Is no use closing our eyes to the fact;
they are here, mingling in the crowds we
mingle In."
There are In England, according to this
expert, 120,000 persons in asylums. One
fourth of these are subject to attacks
of homicidal mania. "In 12 months more,
at the rate lunacy is growing, our in
sane will be Increased by 6000 or 7000. To
day we meet them on the street, or on.
the 'bus' top. One cannot help thInKl:.g
of possibilities."
And right here In America, so doctors
declare, things are going from bad to
worse. . According to Dr. John D. Quak
enbos, of New York, thousands of appar
ently sane people are likely at any time
to break loose on a rampage of 'crime.
"Delusions of the sane are a matter of
nerves and twentieth-century strenuos-
lty," said Dr. Quakenbos,.- "If you play
bridge or poker too much, play the races,
speed an automobile, dabble In Wall
street, work or play too much by electric
light, live In a flat, eat adulterated food,
or breathe bad air, you are liable to im
agine that microbes are playing tag on
your coat sleeve; or. If you happen to
keep bees In your cellar, you may be
afraid of going into the cellar for fear of
eating a bee.
"Among my patients have been persons
who dared not cross the threshold of
their homes, and had not been out of
their houses for months; who would not
force themselves on a streetcar, or wash
and dress themselves, or shake hands, or
sleep under a bedquilt.
"Some- have diseases that no one ever
had before. Wheels go round In their
ears; they see birds, and the fluttering
of wings; footsteps follow them; strange
things crawl through their keyholes; faces
stand out on the walls; flies whisper se
crets to them. Lots of people come to
me saying they are bewitched an ex
ceedingly common delusion today."
In a speech before the Entertainment
Club, of New York, at the Waldorf-Astoria
recently. Dr. ua.kenbos told stories
of a woman who cduld' not sit in a theater
because she was always overcome by a
desire to fire a pistol at the woman In
front of her; of a society ' woman who
once saw a coarse word written on a
fence, end could not help saying it aloud
in the presence of company: "of a man
who declared a spirit haunted him. and
wished' to teach him the. Oddfellow'
grip, and of a well-known authoress who
was obsessed by the idea that a doctor
came to her room disguL-.a as a cloud,
and persisted in flapping his astral wingj
over her.
The causes generally ascribed arc men
tal strain, business worry, living condi
tions in cities, consanguinity, and heral
ity. "Without doubt," declared a prominent
physician recently,, "the terrible frenzied
pace of modern finance Is driving hun
dreds of men insane. The terrible strain
of working the stock market Is weakening
the minds of men. Worries over money
losses are sapping the mental and physi
cal strength of hundreds of thousands.
And as a result we are producing men
sally inept children-children who are fit
aly for the hospital, grave, or mad
house." Philadelphia North American.
Japan's mining production last year,- ac
cording to returns published by the Jap
anese Department of Agriculture and Com
merce, amounted to $52. 130.884. In 1S8G the
corresponding value was $5,000,000. Tha
value of Japan's mining output la trebling
every decade.