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Many Whose Faces Frightened Little Children Were Noted Lady Killers, JOHN WILKES CAPTURED ALL. were twisted backward ana almost every member was out of joint.” In spite of these terrible physical drawbacks Hamilton easily outstripped all the gallants in his district in the favor of the ladies. “He might have married any of them for the- asking— indeed, it is said several of them ac- tually asked him,” says a chronicler. But he remained proof against all their wiles until after his eightieth birth day, and then he married a girl of 20, himself being carried to the altar on men’s shoulders. JOHN ALDEN WAY IN CHINA. Married the Prettiest Heiress of His Time—Pair Labeled “Beauty and the Beast.” Chinese Student Lovers Like Having a Middleman Propose for Them. Many of the plainest men of whom We have any record have not only won pretty and Well-dowered brides, but have been able to pick and choose among the fairest, to the confusion of their more well-favored rivals. Was there ever a plainer wooer, we wonder, than John Wilkes,, the famous champion of popular liberties and one of the most dissolute men of his day? asks Tit-Bits. %So ugly was Wilkes that the very children ran away shriek ing at sight of him in the streets, and yet such was the spell he cast over women that “ladies of beauty and fash ion vied with each other for his notice, while men of handsome exterior and all courtly graces looked enviously on.” “Give me a quarter of an hour’s start,” he used to boast, “and I will win any lady’s hand against the hand somest man in England.” And he ecould have done it, too. There were ifew beauties, however fair or highly -placed, whose hands could not have 3been his for the asking, and in the "very early ’20s he won for his wife, cone of the loveliest heiresses of the time—a lady who refused more than Dr. Isaac T. Headland, a resident of Pekin for many years, where he enjoy ed the friendship of the late dowager empress, throws a new light on the new women of China. Taking up the relations between the sexes and espe cially the Chinese method of getting a wife, the Travel Magazine says, he repeats a conversation with a young Chinaman who had recently become engaged to a Chinese maiden with whom he had never spoken. “We students have a very great ad vantage over the old Chinese method of finding a wife and getting engaged,” said my celestial fribnd. “What do you mean?” I inquired. “Well, you see, by the old Chinese method a man can never see his wife until she is brought to »his home, un less he can bribe the middleman to allow him to stand on the street cor ner and see her pass by in a cart.” “And what advantage do you have?” KWe see the girls in church,” he an swered. ‘They also can see us. We have sisters in the girls’ school; they have brothers in the college, and when we go home during vacation we can learn all about each other.” “This is an advantage.” “In my judgment,” he continued, HALLEY’S COMET IN THE EUROPEAN SKY. HETTY GREEN. Site Will Turn Over All Business to Her Daughter. Mrs. Hetty Green, celebrated for years as the richest and shrewest busi ness woman in the world, will soon retire from active business life and will-' turn over the handling of her immense fortune, estimated at $50,- 000,000, to her daughter Sylvia, now Mrs. Matthew Astor Wilks. • «The Coward Cat.” For months it has been rumored This is my little Maltese cat. that Mrs. Green’s health is failing, Some people say that “cats is nice,” and these rumors have been partially But those I like most ’specially substantiated during the l^st few Are they who catch the rats and weeks by the irregularity of the aged mice. woman’s visits to her office in the Chemical National Bank, and her My cat is ’fraid, I really think; She sits all day around the house feeble appearance when she does ma- sleeps so hard she doesn’t wink. terialize there. Among the few per- And Yet she has never catched a mouse. sons in close touch with Mrs. Green it is understood that for years she has Of course she bathes, ’cause cats is been quietly training her daughter to neat, , successfully manage her immense for And for a sponge she takes her paw; tune, and that since her daughter’s Then drinks her milk and eats her meat marriage to Mr. Wilks, with its ac And digs the garden with her claw. companying possibility of an heir, this training has been increased. It is re ported that the transfer of the active control of Mrs. Green’s millions to her daughter for management is only a question of a few weeks at most. Hetty Green is 73 years old. age, coupled with her monotonous business routine, has begun to tell up on her. She no longer is able to put the snap and dash into the handling of her affairs that characterized her in the past, although her shrewdness, it is said, is as keen as ever. One of Mrs. Green’s geratest disappointments in life, it is said, has been the non inclination of her son, Edward H. R. She never walks the fence at night To meet more cats—she seems to Green, who lives in Texas, to become fear it. as famous a financier as herself. It one time she put $20,000,000 into Sometimes I’d like to see her fight, And know my kitty had some spirit. southwestern railroads ‘for her son, so that he might become a railroad mag One time my little yellow Dick nate. The accumulation of wealth, Flew from his cage around her head, however, is not a fad with Edward H. She raised her back and ran as quick R. Green, who is content to live well As lightning ’way beneath the bed. and carry on sufficient business at the same time to keep his mind occupied. I’m sure the rats and mice at night Run past her back and forth with Sylvia, the daugther, takes more after glee, her mother, and it is on this account They know that she’s a “coward cat” that the control of her mother’s enor And I’m as ’shamed as I can be. mous fortune will soon be turned over —rlrene Elliott Benson. to her.—New York American. Donghnuts. METHODICAL MR. BLINXOM. one coronet—to be his bride. “ ‘Beauty and the Beast,’ they call us,” Wilkes once said to a friend, “and really I cannot find fault with the descrip- tion;” Brougham, the great lord chancellor, was a man of almost repellant ugli ness, without a solitary compensat ing grace of speech or manner. When anyone asked, “Where is Brougham?” the invariable answer was, “Where cue ladies are thickest.” And, sure enough, there he was; and the more he re pelled his fair persecutors, the more they clustered round him. Another famous “lady killer” was Jean Paul Marat, one of the leading and most infamous figures in the French revolution. “Beyond any ques tion,” wrote a contemporary, “M. Marat is the ugliest man in the whole of France—and not merely ugly, but positively repulsive in person, habits and manners.” Even while hiding in the sewers of Paris, lie was devotedly nursed by one of the loveliest of his admirers, whom he “married one fine day in the pres- ence of the sun.” If possible, a still more repulsive man was Potemkin, the ex-private sol- dier who enslaved the fancy of Cath- erine the Great, and by her favor was made virtually Czar of Russia. ’Dread ful and repulsive” was the descrip tion of him by one who knew him. “He has an unwieldy figure and knock knees, is swarthy of skin, coarse in feature and has lost one eye. He often passes whole days in his room half dressed, uncombed, unwashed, biting his nails and scratching his untidy head.” But perhaps the most remarkable of all these cases of woman’s infatuation for ugly men was that of W. Hamil ton, a Scotsman of a century and a half ago. Hamilton was not only pre ternaturally ugly, but he was terribly deformed. “His legs,” we are told, *were drawn up to nis ears, his arm's “we have a better method than even you foreigners have.” “How is that?” “Well, you see.” he continued, “aftei ,we have selected the lady we want, We can have a middleman go and ask her for us, while you have to go and ask the lady yourself.” “But,” I objected, “we can get so much better acquainted by our method.” “Yes, that’s true,” he admitted, “but doesn’t it make you awfully angry if you ask a girl to marry you and she refuses?” It was necessary to admit that there were advantages in the middleman method which had never occurred to me, and, while I was not ready to acknowledge that his new-found meth od was better than mine, I could still see that the force which brought it about was bringing woman out of her seclusion and placing her on a level with her brother and her future hus band. A Compliment for the Senator-. When the young teacher of a small Western New York charity kindergar ten asked a new boy his name, she was rather taken aback to have him answer, “JEt’s Chauncey Depew, ma’am.” A few days later, having heard that Chauncey was ill, she went to inquire for him. The door was opened by a neat looking Irish woman, who, on being asked, “Is this Mrs. Depew?” replied: “No, ma’am, that’s not my name.” “But,” said the nonplussed teacher, “Chauncey told me his- name was Chauncey Depew.” “Sure, it is,” promptly answered the proud mother. “I named him for the sinator meself.' My name is Mrs. Pugh, an’ his,is Chauncey D.—Chaun cey D. Pugh.” If we were a girl, we would insist on being named Roberta A story is told somewhere bf an ex cellently brought up child. He was His Mysterious Gain of Two Min ' guarded with the utmost care from utes Made Clear to Him. everything that could possibly harm “I am, I have been all my life,” said him. His toys were carefully steril Mr. Blinxom, according, to the New ized and so was his mouth several York Sun, “a very methodical man. times a day'. The nursery was built I rise at a certain hour, take my with rounded corners, where no germ breakfast at a certain -time and start laden dust could lie, and with a solid downtown daily always at a certain floor and composition walls that could minute by the clock; but this day for be washed with an antiseptic solution some unaccountable reason I ■ found daily. myself starting two minutes early, Especially was his food looked after and really it quite disturbed me. I with the greatest care. Nothing passed couldn’t understand how or where I his lips that was not down in the diet had gained that' two minutes. books as most innoxious—no pork, no ' “But that wasn’t the only bewilder pie, no beans even, but only the bland ing thing' that was to happen to me est, the most nutritious, and the most this morning. At the office when I digestible of foods. took off my hat the office boy, before He -grew apace and seemed to thrive, he could -check himself, started back but one fatal day he was allowed to from me with a look of astonishment. go alone to see his grandmother. This A man who came in to see me five old lady was of the former generation, minutes later looked at me for a mo which knew not germ§, and which ap ment with what was clearly amaze prehended no tragedy from a good, ment, and another man who came in healthy stomach-ache in an active boy, a little later still started back a step so she fed her visitor with pie and when he saw me with ‘Er-r-r—hm-m— jam and two or three big firm dough ha—’ before he collected himself and nuts. got down to business. The surprise was- too much for the “Then, at a later time yet, when I little one’s stomach, so abused with sent for my stenographer, who is com- mistaken kindness, and it was only af monly very calm and sedate, why, ter many days of anxious watching ■when she came in she ail but laughed that the doctor could say with assur at me this morning, and she seemed, ance that the child would live. to be quivering with merriment over One need not inquire too closely into something .all through my dictation. the truth bf this story, but true or What’ could it all mean? Really, I not, it points a moral, for it is with was lost in wonderment over it' all the stomach as it is with the system until, it came time to go out to lunch as a whole—it can thrive only by exer eon, when, as I was drying my -hands, cise. If the stomach is guarded against I happened to see myself in a mirror. everything not easily digestible, every Then I was ready to laugh after I had thing that demands of it a little hard got over my amazement. work, it will never learn to take-care “My head looked like that of the of the food that will inevitably get wil-d man of Borneo, my hair was so into it some way and somehow at mixed up and twisted and tousled. I some time. had somehow forgotten to comb my To the perfectly healthy stomach a hair this morning, and no wonder I well-cooked doughnut is not even a had created a commotion. But I was challenge, but to the overcoddled sen glad of one thing. This made it all sitive organ it may be as much a dan clear to me how I had come to gain ger as , would be a rock. In this sense the very air is filled that two minutes in starting away fr-om home, and that was a satisfac- with doughnuts. It is not desirable to tion to me, anyway, for I am very advocate any Spartan system of hard ening, but in the physical as well as methodical.” in the moral world it is due to the A Byron Statue. young to prepare and toughen them Many years ago some admirers of for the world they are in. Every part Lord Byron raised a subscription for of the system calls for toil to strength a monument to the poet to be placed en it. As the mind needs problems, so in Westminster Abbey. Chantrey was does the stomach need doughnuts, or requested to execute it, but on ac their equivalent. They need not be fed count of the smallness of the sum to babies, neither do people set .sums subscribed he declined, and Thorwald- to infants or give them, chops, bift sen was then applied to and cheerfully those who are wise will recognize the undertook the work. hour when it is best that all of these In about 1838 the finished statue should be ventured. arrived at the customs house in Lon Horseshoes. don, but to the astonishment of the Horseshoes are lucky hung up over subscribers the dean of Westminster, Dr. Ireland, declined to give permis a door because they keep the devil out sion to have it set up in the abbey», of the house. It happened in this way: and owing to this difficulty, which Good St. Dunstan was a famous black proved insurmountable, for Dr. Ire smith, and the king of evil, who used land’s successor was of the same opin to travel around the world in person ion, it remained for upward of twelve before he became so busy; stopped at years in the customs house, when the saint’s forge one day and asked the (1846) it was removed to the library blacksmith to put a shoe on his hoof. St. Dunstan knew the person he had to of Trinity College, Cambridge. The poet is represented in the handle. He took the ropes that he statue of the size of life, seated on a used to tie horses with and bound the ruin, with his left foot resting on the devil so lightly that that gentleman fragment of a column. In his right could not move. Then the saint set to hand he holds a. style up to his mouth, work, The devil roared and screamed in his left a book, inscribed “Childe as St. Dunstan put a red-hot iron shoe Harold.” He is dressed in a frock over the hoof and pounded it in with coat and cloak, Beside him on the long nails. He pleaded with his captor left is a skull, above which is the to let him go, promising anything in Athenian owl. The likeness is, of return. “If I let you go,” said St, Dunstan, course, posthumous. Thorwaldsen was born November’19, 1770, and died oh “will you promise never to enter a house that has a horseshoe over the March 24, 1844. door?” ' If you ran a shoe store, would you “On my honor as a gentleman I like it if your clerks bought shoes of promise,” said the devil solemnly, and an opposition dealer? then St. Dunstan let him go. And from that day to this, so they say, tne devil has never entered a house so protected. The devil is a man of his word, whatever else people may think of him. TRIALS of r/ie NEEDEMS THESE COMiC SEC b {WHY EVERYBODY ELSE SEEM! TO ENJOY THEM. YOU ARE NOT/ FEELING. WELL. TAKE A C kPAW-.PAW PILL TO-NIGHT) Thoug-hts on a New Rug. The rug that’s lying in the hall, Was never meant for me at all, And yet it doesn’t seem to, be A grown-up rug at all, to me. » ♦ « It’s colored red, and yellow, too, With bits of brown and bits of blue. And things that are so bright and gaj Are meant for children, I should say. And then, besides, it has some queer Small animals, like little deer, A-walking round it in a string— And children like that sort of thing HA! HA! THESE CARTOOÑS) ARE .CERTAJNLY FUNNY. THE FELLOWS WHO DRAW W? THEM MUST ALWAYS BE IN W A GOOD. HUMOR. I WONDER^X IF THEY TAKE PAW-PAW PILLS)^ And yet it’s by the parlor door Instead of on the nursery floor— Perhaps the grown folks like to see Those funny things as well as we. —Chicago News. HEXT DAY 1 Sour Milk. There was trouble up in the sky the other day. Halley’s comet came so close to the Milky Way that all the milk was soured, and the Heavenly Twins hat7 to go without their breakfast. Two Cats and a Dog. Two cat-tails started in to fight, One pleasant summer day. A sun-dog jumped down from the sky And scared them both away. A SMUGGLER’S HEROISM. A Girl Who Held Her Fallen Brother on Alps Thirteen Hours. L- . IWTrail RESOLVED’. THAT WHEN A MAN’S STOMACH OR LIVER ARE OUT OF ORDER HE CAN'T SEE FUN IN ANYTHING. MUN YON’S PAW-PAW LAX- ATIVE PILLS KEEP YOU RIGHT Mwoyon's Paw jpaw. JPziis coax tne live» Into activity .by gentle methods. They d<& not scour, gripe or weaken. They are S tonic-to the stomach, liver and nerves; invigorate instead of weaken. They en rich the blood and enable the stomach to get all the nourishment from food that is put into it. These pills contain no calo mel; they are soothing, healing and stim ulating. For sale by all druggists in lOe and 25e sizes. If you need medical ad vice, write Munyon’s Doctors. They will advise to the best of their ability abso lutely free of Charge. MUNYON'S, *34 •nd Jefferson Sts., Philadelphia» Pa. The heroic effort of a girl smuggler Send 10c for trial package. to save the life of her elder brother after holding him thirteen hours on Just a Chance. a rope over a precipice is reported “Yes, you offer the property low from Bellinzona. Mlle. Poretti, aged ehough, Mr. Yipsley,” said the real es 18, and her brother, aged 23, left Swiss tate agent, “but it will be best for you territory to cross the Baldisco Pass, to give some satisfactory reason for carrying contraband goods into Italy. wanting to sell.” “The reason why I want to sell is On the summit they were overtaken the property is all run down. It by a violent snowstorm—which raged | that doesn’t bring me 2 per cent on the throughout Southern Switzerland— money invested In it. I’m not offering and were soon in deep snow. it at a sacrifice. I don’t need the mon The Poretis roped themselves, the ey. I want to get rid of it, but I am young man leading. They lost their asking all it’s worth.” “Um—well, I’ll list it for you, Mr. way, and while attempting to find the path Poretti fell through the snow Yipsley,” said the real estate agent. into a crevasse into which he nearly “It’s barely possible that the novelty of the thing may attract some equally dragged his sister, who, however, cranky purchaser.” planted her ice ax in the snow and withstood the shock. Grandmotherly Pride. Early the next morning several, Old Rooster (with some irritation)— smugglers crossing the pass from What are you doing all that strutting Swiss territory into Italian found the ¿nd cackling about? young girl near the ordinary route Old Hen—My eldest pullet has just taken by smugglers, and recognized hatched out her first brood of chicks, her at once, as she belonged to a smug you mean old thing! gler’s family, and lived at Chiavenna. 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