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    THE BUND AY OKEGONIAN, PORTLAND, DECEMBER 8, 1901.
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i MR. DOOLEY ON IMMIGRATION
LARGEST STRUCTURE ON EARTH
FRIEDE, AERIAL GLOBE UNDER CONSTRUCTION FOR
THE ST. LOUIS WORLD'S FAIR.
GEORGE ADE'S MODERN FABLE
HE IS OPPOSED TO THE FOREIGNERS WHO
DIDN'T CATCH THE BOAT IN TIME.
HOW AGGIE HAD SPELLS THAT THE ME
REMEDIES COULD NOT TOUCH.
"Well, I see Congress has got to wurruk
again," said Mr. Dooley.
"The Lord save us fr'm. harm," eald
Mr. Hennessy.
"Yes, sir," said Mr. Dooley, "Congress
has got to wurruk again, an' many things
that seems Important to a Congressman
'11 be brought up before thlm. 'Tla
sthrange that -what's a big thing to a
man In Washn'ton, Hlnnlssy, don't seem
much account to me. Dlwll a bit do I
care -whether they dig th NIcaragoon
Canal or cross th' Isthmus In a balloon,
or -whether th Monroe Docthrlne Is en
foorced or -whether It ain't, or -whether
thj thrusts Is abolished as Teddy Rosen
felt wud like to have thlm or encouraged
to go on -with their neefaryous but mag
nificent entherprlses as th' Prlsldcnt -wud
like, or -whether th -water Is poured Into
th' ditches to reclaim th arid lands iv th
West or th' money f r thlm to fertilize
th arid pocket books iv th conthractors,
or -whether th Injun Is threated like a
daplndant an miserable thrlbesman or
like a freo an Indaplndant dog, or wheth
er -we restore th' merchant marine to
th ocean or -whether We 1'ave It to restore
itsllf. None of these here questions ln
thrests me, an bo me I mane you an
be you I mane lvrybody. "What -we -want
to know It, ar-re -we goln to have coal
enougn In th' hod whin th cold snap
comes? "Will th' plumbln' hold out, an'
-will th' Job last?
"Congress. Hlnnlssy, thinks It la sallln'
th' ship lv state, but that ship iv state Is
carryin' no steerage passengers. Th' rale
ehlp Iv state Is In th' domestic thrade
an' is conveyln' provisions, d'ye mind?
"But they'se wan question that Congress
is goln to take up that you an me are
inthlrely inthrested in. As, a pilgrim
father that missed th' first boats, I must
raise me claryone voice agin th' invasion
lv this fair land be th paupers an' arny
chlsts iv effete Europe. Ye bet I must
because I'm here first 'Twas different
whin I was dashed high on th' stern an
rockbound coast. In thlm days, America
was th' refuge Iv th oppressed lv all
the wurruld. They could come over here
an' do a good Job iv oppressln thimsllves.
As I told ye. I come a little late. Th
Rosenfelts an' th Lodges bate me at
laste be a boat length, an be th' time
I got here they was stern an rockbound
thlmsllves. So I got a gloryous rayclptlon
as soon as I was towed off th' rocks.
Th Stars an' Sthrlpes whispered a wel
come in th breeze an a shovel was thrust
into me han' an' I was pushed Into a
sthreet excyvatln' aB though I'd been born
here. Th' pilgrim father who bossed th'
Job was a fine ol' puritan be th' name iv
Shaughnessy, who come over in th May
flower about th' time lv th potato rot in
"Wexford, an' he made me think they was
a hole in th' breakwater lv th' haven
iv refuge an' some iv th' wash Iv th' seas
iv opprission had got through. He was a
stern an' rockbound land hlmsllf, but I
was a good hand at loose stones, an' wan
day but I'll tell ye about that another
time. Annyhow, I was raycelved with
open arms that sometimes ended in a
clinch. I was afraid I wasn't goln to as
similate with th' earlyer pilgrim fathers
an' th' instichoochlons iv th counthry,
but I soon found that a long swing iv th'
pick made me as good as another man
an it didn't raqulre a gr-reat intellect,
or sometimes anny at all, to vote th'
DImmycrat ticket, an befure I was here
a month, I felt enough like a native-born
American- to burn a witch. "Wanst in a
while a mob lv intllllgint collajeens whose
grandfathers had bate me to th dock
wud take a shy at me Pathrick's day J
procission, or ourn down wan lv me
churches, but they got tired iv that befure
long; 'twas too much like wurruk.
"But as I tell ye, Hlnnlssy, 'tis diff
erent now. I don't know -vyhy 'tis dlff'rent
but 'tis dlff'rent. 'Tis time we put our
back agin th' open dure an' keep out th'
eavage horde. If that cousin Iv ye-ers
expects to cross, he'd better tear fr th
ship. In a few minyltes th' gates'll be
down an whin th opprlssed wurruld
comes hlkln acrost to th' haven iv ref
uge, they'd betther put a coupln pin un
dher their hats, f'r th' Goddess Iv Liberty
11 meet thlm at th' dock with an axo In
her hand. Congress is goln to fix it.
Me frlnd Shunhessy eays so. He was in
ylsterdah an' says: "Tis time we done
something to make th' Immigration laws
sthronger,' says he. 'Thrue f'r ye. Miles
Standlsh,' says I; 'but what wud ye do?'
'I'd keep out th' offscourln's Iv Europe,
says he. 'Wud ye go back?' says I. 'Have
ye-er joke,' says he. 'Tis not so seeryus
as it was befure ye come, says I. 'But
what ar-re th' immygrants doln' that's
roonous to us?' I says. 'Well. says he,
they're arnychtets, he says; 'they don't
assymllate with th counthry, he says.
a
THE
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ulatlon rose to his lips, but died upon
them as he turned. It was certainly Me
llnda. but In his present sensitive loneli
ness it struck him for the first time that
he had never actually seen her before as
she really was. Like most men in his
profession, he was a quick reader of
thoughts and faces, when he was inter
ested, and although this was the same
robust, long-limbed sunburnt girl he had
met, he now seemed to see through her
triple incrustation of human vanity, con
ventional piety and outrageous Sabbath
finery, an honest, sympathetic simplicity
that commanded his respect.
"You are back early from church," he
saiu.
"Yes. One service is tronrl pnniipi tnr
me when thar ain't no special preacher,"
sne returned, "so I Jest sez to Silas, 'as
1 ain't here to listen to the sisters cackle,
ye kin put to the buckboard and drive mo
home ez soon ez you please.' "
"And so his name Is Silas," suggested
Mr. Hamlin, cheerfully.
"Go 'long with you, Mr. Hamlin, and
don't pester," she returned, with helfer
Hfe playfulness. "Well, Silas put to.
and when we rose the hill here I saw
your straw hat passln In the gulch and
ecz to Silas, sez L 'Yo kin pull up here,
for over yar Is our new boarder. Jack
Hamlin, and I'm goln to talk with him.
'AH right,' sez he, 'I'd sooner trust yo
with that gay young gamboller every day
of the week than with them saints down
thar on Sunday. He deals ez straight ez
he shoots, and is about as nigh onto a
a genueman as tney maxe em. "
rw uue mumeni or two 3iiss Bird only
saw Ja
K's long lashes. When his eyes
ire lifted they were shlnlntr. "Ami
once mi
what dl
a you say?" he said, with a short
laugh.
"I toj
Columb
turned
I him he needn't bo ChrNtnnhor
is to have discovered that." Rh.
kith a laugh toward Jack, to be
I the word "shake." And nn nn.
met bj
stretch
her lar
pressui
a thin, white hand whlrii irrnmnr
je, red one with a frank, fraternal
"I dk
a't COme to tell Vft thnt " Tumm-VoI
.Miss a fa, as sne sat down on a boulder,
took c fc her yellow hat and restacked
her ta -ny mane under It, "but this: I
reckon Jd I went to Sunday meetln as I
ought er. I kalkilated. to hear consid
erable pout 'faith' and 'works' and slch.
But I jldn't reckon to hear all about you
from ie Lord's Prayer to the Doxology.
You were in the special prayers ez a
warnin'. In the sermon ez a text; they
picked out hymns to fit yel And always
'Maybe th counthry's digestion has gone
wrong fr'm too much rich food,' says I;
'perhaps now, If we'd 1'ave off thryln'
to digest Rockyfellar an' thry a simple
diet like Schwartzmelster. we wudden't
feel th effects iv our vittels, I says.
'Maybe if we'd season th' Immygrants a
little or cook thlm thurely, they'd go
down betther,' I says. 'They're arny
chlsts, like Parsons,' he says. 'He wud've
been an immygrant if Texas hadn't been
admitted to th Union, I says. 'Or Snol
gosh,' he says. 'Has MItchlgan seceded?
I says. 'Or Glttoo,' he says. 'Who come
fr'm th' effete monarchies iv Chicago,
west iv Ashland av'noo,' I says. 'Or
what's-hls-name, Wilkes Booth,' he says.
'I don't know what he was maybe a
Boolgharyan. eays I. 'Well, annyhow,'
says he, 'they're th scum iv th' earth.'
'They may be that,' says I; 'but we used
to think they was th cream iv civiliza
tion,' I says. 'They're off th' top, anny
how. I wanst believed 'twas th best
men iv Europe come here, th la-ads that
was too sthrong an' lndaplndint to be
kicked around be a boorgormasther at
home an wanted to dig out f'r a place
where they cud get a chanst to make
their way to th money. I see their sons
fightln in politics an' their daughthers
t achln young American Idee how to
shoot too high in th public school, an
I thought they was all right. But I
see I was wrong. Thlm boys out there
towin wan heavy foot afther th other
to th' rowlln mills Is all arnychlsts.
hMnt0nvrT.1nna0e,nndinI
in lnskl, an I think ril board up me
windows, f'r nvs I 'if ImmvmnL. is as
dangerous to this counthrv as vc an I
hry as ye an I
believe they are,
leaked In already
an' other pilgrim fathers
they'se enough iv thlm eneaked
to matce us aDoungines seem like tne i Tno tallest building In Chicago Is the
SS!USn lte ll th' Twlnt-,nt'. Wai I Masonic Temple. 255 feet high. If In
They'll dash again our stern an rock- , . , . , . . ,
bound coast till they bu'st it.' says I. creased In helsht two and two-thirds
'But I ain't so much afraid as ye ar-re.
I' not afraid lv me father an I'm not
afraid lv mesllf. An I'm not afraid iv
Schwartzmelster's father or Hlnnlssy Cab
In Lodge's grandfather. We all come over
th' same way, an' if me ancestosses were
not what Hogan calls riglcldes, 'twas not
because they were not ready an' wlllln.
on'y a King nlvcr come their way. I
don't believe in klllln Kings, mesllf. I
nlver wud've sawed th' block off that
I curly-headed potlntate that I see In th'
pitchers down town, but, be hlvlns. Pre
served Codfish Shaughnessy, If we'd be
gun a few years ago ehuttln out folks
? winwjSSnSJnini0
t W5'th) wwiden't be enough people
in Massachoosetts to make a quorum
f'r th' Anti-Imperial S'clety.' says I.
'But what wud ye do with th' offscourin
iv Europe?' says he. Td scour thlm 6ome
more, says L
'An' so the meetln iv the Plymouth
Rock Assocyation come to an end. But
If ye wud like to get it together. Deacon
HInnessy, to discuss th' immigration
question. I'll slnd out a hurry call fr
Schwartzmelster an' Mulcahey an Igna
clo Sbarbaro an Nels Larsen an Petrus
Gooldvlnk. an we'll gather tonight at
Fannellnovlskl Hall at th' corner lv Shsr
ldan an Signal sthreets. All th' pilgrim
fathers is rayquisted f'r to bring inter'
prefers."
"Well," says Mr. Hennessy, "dlwll th
bit I care, on'y I'm here foorst, an' I
ought to have th right to keep th bus
fr'm beln overcrowded."
"Well." said Mr. Dooley, "as a pilgrim
father on me gran'nephew's side, I don't
know but ye're right. An they'se wan
sure way to keep thlm out."
"What's that?" asked Mr. Hennessy.
"Teach thlm all about our Instichoo
chlons befure they come," said Mr.
Dooly. (Copyright, 190L by Robert How
ard Ruasell.)
Kcar the Lake.
Near the lake where drooped tho willow.
Long time ago!
Where the rock threw back the billow.
Brighter than snow.
Dwelt a maid beloved and cherished
By high and low;
But with Autumn's leaf she perlehed.
Long time ago!
Rock and tree and flowing water.
Long time ago!
Bee and bird and blossom taught her
Love's spell to know.
While to my fond words she listened.
Murmuring low.
Tenderly her dove-eyes glistened,
Long time ago!
Mingled with, our hearts forever.
Long time ago!
Can I now forget her? Never!
No lost one no!
To her grave these tears are given,
Eer to flow;
She's the star I missed from heaven,
Long time ago!
George P. Morris.
CONVALESCENCE OF JACK HAMLIN
a drefful example and a visitation. And
the rest o the time it was all gabble,
gRbble by the brothers and sisters about
you. I reckon, Mr. Hamlin, that they
know everything you ever did since you
were kneo high to a grasshopper, and a
good deal more than you ever thought of
doln. The women is all dead set on con
vertln ye and savin ye by their own
precious selves and the men Is ekally dead
set on gettln rid o ye on that account."
"And what did Seth and Mrs. Rivers
say?" asked Hamlin composedly, but with
kindling eyea
"They stuck up for ye ez far ez they
could. But yo see the parson hez got a
holt upon Seth, havin' caught him klssln
a convert at campmeetlng: and Deacon
Turner knows suthln amout Mrs.- Rivers
sister, who kicked over the Dall and
Jumped the fence years ago; and she's
afeard o him. But what I wanted to
tell yo was that they're all comln' up
here to take a look at ye some on 'cm to
night. Ye ain't afeard, are ye?" she add
ed with a loud laugh.
"Well, It looks rather desperate, don't
It?" returned Jack, with -dancing eyes.
"I'll trust ye for all that," said Mellnda.
"And now I reckon I'll trot along to the
rancho. Ye needn't offer ter see me
home," she added, as Jack made a move
ment to accompany her. "Everybody
up here ain't as fair-minded ez Silas and
you, and Mellnda Bird hez a character to
lose! So long!" With this she cantered
away, a little heavily, perhaps, adjusting
her yellow hat with her hands as she
clattered down the steep hill.
That afternoon Mr. Hamlin drew large
ly on his convalescence to mount a half
broken mustang and In spite of the rising
afternoon wind to gallop along the high
road In quite as mischievous and breezy
a fashion. He was wont to allow his
mustang's nose to hang over the hind
rails of wagons and buggies containing
young couples, and to dash ahead of so
ber carryalls that held elderly "members
in good standing."
An accomplished rider, he picked up and
brought back the flying parasol of Mrs.
Deacon Stubbs without dismounting. He
Anally came home a little blown but dan
gerously composed.
There was the usual Sunday evening
gathering at Wliidy Hill rancho neigh
bors and their wives, deacons and the
pastor but their curiosity was not satis
lied by the sight of Mr. Hamlin, who kept
his own room and his own counsel. Inero I
was some desultory conversation, chlelly
on church topics, for it was vaguely relt
that a discussion of the advisability of
getting rid of the guest of their host was
somowhat difficult under this host's roof,
ST. LOUIS, Dec 10. Modern sky-scrapers
and ancient wonders are dwarfed by
comparison with the gigantic steel struc
ture known as the Friede Aerial Globe,
which will form the central attraction at
the St. Louis World's Fair In 1903.
Statistics verify the claim, made by St.
Louis people, that this structure will be
the largest in the world. Towering, upon
its pedestal, to a height of 700 feet, It will
measure 1200 feet in circumference at the
base and 1000 feet around the globe proper.
It will accommodate 30,000 people at one
time
Figures, however, fall to convey a true
Idea of the immensity of the structure,
which was designed by a St. Louis man,
Samuel M. Friede.
If built over the dome and main build
ing of the National Capitol at Washing
ton, space would still ba left In the Inte
rior of the globe more than sufficient for
I " magnificent new Congressional library,
1 Half a dozen modern office buildings.
like the Rlalto Building In St. Louis, each
j io stories high, would have to be piled
on top or each other to reach the observ
atory tower which crowns the colossal
structure.
Place the Washington Monument, 655
feet high, on top of the Waldorf-Astoria
Hotel, 214 feet, la New York. The Wash-
' lnSton Monument is the highest structure
. .. , , . A ,. , , . .
In lne world. Pt- the Eiffel Tower, but
'. wItn the height of the hotel added it
s ucigui vl ine hull-i anueu it
j would still fall by 21 feet to reach the top
' of the flagstaff on the Friede Globe.
"roes Dy tne aaaiuon or 33 stories to tne
20 It already has. It would equal the Friede
Globe in that respect. The 2G-tory St.
Paul building, in New York City, SOS feet
high, would have to be run up to 5S
stories.
A man stepping from the statue of Ben
jamin Franklin, on top of the Philadel
phia City Hall, 547 feet above the ground,
into the Friede Globe, would have to
climb the winding stairways for a distance
equal to that trom casement to roof in a
15-story ofllce building to reach the top,
Thfo 4e fVtA 4rA if ctAal TVisi 7.UHa
AcrIal Glob: wU1 "Present the extreme
pobmnes of steel structural work,
n!1rin, nn,i.ii(.. t MnMnin i ,..
with strength and simplicity In construc
tion. The dream of the designer, before
the first step could be undertaken, was
subjected to the cold scrutiny of scien
tific investigation, and the massive plans
have "worked out" to the last bolt.
According to the figures of Albert Bor
den, the chief engineer, 14,000 canoads of
steel and other material will be required
for tho structure. For the foundations,
which cover a space somewhat larger
than an ordinary city block, concrete to a
depth of over 20 feet, requiring 25.000 bar
rels of cement, is Included among the
specifications.
The Friede Aerial Globe will bear the
samo relation to the Louisiana Purchase
Centennial Exposition that the Eiffel
Tower did to the Paris Exposition of 1SS9,
and the Ferris Wheel to the Columbian
Exposition at Chicago In 1893. The Eiffel
Tower cost $1,300,000 and the Ferris Wheel
about 'k-OO.OOO. The cost of the Friede
Globe will be over $1,500,000. Its capacity
will bo six times that of the Eiffel Tower
and 10 times that of the Ferris Wheel.
In practical usage the globe will be a
vast collection of amusements In midair,
containing provision for every form of
popular diversion from grand opera to
vaudeville, and from pipe organ concerts
to a three-ring circus and menagerie. Be
ing of permanent construction and the
finest materials throughout, it will remain
after the fair, supplying the city's needs
in the Summer amusement line for many
years to come.
The globe proper, measuring 350 feet in
diameter, will be mounted upon a pedestal
of s.teel pilars, rising to a height of 250
feet and slightly inclined Inward. The
eight legs upon which the pedestal rests
are firmly planted in the concrete foun
dations. At a height of 110 feet, supported by the
framework of the pedestal, the first of the
amusement features, called the Aerial
Suspended Roof Garden Is located. This
space, octagonal in shape and 1000 feet in
circumference, is intended to accommo
date bOOO to 10,000 people, who will find di
version In the restaurants and theaters
located there. One of the restaurants will
serve German and the other American
menus exclusively.
In one of the theaters an extravaganza,
"1A03," showing events connected with the
with tho guest Impending at any moment,
Then a diversion was created by some of
1 the church choir practicing the harmoni
um with the singing of certain more or
less lugubrious anthems. Mrs. Rivers
presently Joined In. and In a somewhat
faded soprano, which, however, still re
tained considerable musical taste and ex
pression, sang "Come, Ye Disconso
late." The wind moaned over the deep
throated chimney in a weird harmony
with the melancholy of that human ap
peal, as Mrs. Rivers sang the first verse.
"Come, ye disconsolate, where'er ye lan
guish, Come to the Mercy Seat, ferventlv kneel:
Here bring your wounded hearts here
tell your anguish.
Earth has no sorrow that Heaven can
not heal!"
A pause followed and the long-drawn,
half-human sigh of the mountain wind
over the chimney seemed to mingle with
the wall of the harmonium. And then, to
their thrilled astonishment, a tenor voice,
high, clear, but tenderly passionate, broke
like a skylark above their heads. In tho
lines of the second verse.
"Joy of the desolate. Light of the stray
ing, Hope of the penitent fadeless and pure.
Here speaks, the Comforter, tenderly say
ing, Earth has no eorrow that Heaven can
not cure!"
Tho hymn was old and familiar enough,
heaven knows. It had been quite popular
at funeral?, and some who sat there haJ
had Its strange melancholy borne upon
them In time of loss and tribulations, but
never had they felt Its full power before.
Accustomed as they were to emotional ap
peal and to respond to It, as the singer's
voice died away above them their very
tears flowed and fell with that voice. A
few sobbed aloud and then a voice asked
tremulously:
"Who Is It?"
"It's Mr. Hamlin." said Seth quietly
"I've heard him often hummln' things be
fore." There was another silence, and the voice
of Deacon Stubbs broke in harshly:
"It's rank blasphemy."
"If It's rank blasphemy to sing the
praise o' God, not only better than some
folks In the choir, but like an angel o
light, I wish you'd do a little o' that blas
pheming on Sundays, Mr. Stubbs."
The speaker was Mrs. Stubbs, and as
Deacon Stubbs was a notoriously bad
singer, the shot told.
"If he's sincere, why does he stand
aloof? Why does he not Join ua?" said
the parson.
"He hasn't been asked, said Seth quiet
ly. "If I ain't mistaken, this yer gather-
history of the Louisiana Purchase, will be
produced. The other theater will be used
for light vaudeville or concerts on the
continuous plan.
Next above is the Aerial Coliseum, 311
feet from the ground, with a seating ca
pacity for 10,000 people and a promenade
20 feet wide around the top of the seats.
The windows of this promenade will be
equipped with telescopes, through which
tho exposition grounds can be studied in
detail.
In the coliseum proper will be a large
circular floor space, 600 feet In circum
ference and 50 feet wide, with a racing
track around the extreme end and threo
circus rings, one on each side of the
elevator shafts, large enough to accom
modate any two" of the present traveling
circus companies at the same time.
Under the coliseum seats will be a space
50 feet wide and S00 feet around, where
caged animals will be exhibited.
The next upward trip brings the visitor
to the very center of the globe, 390 feet
above the ground, where Is located the
A MONUMENT sss n7fpSii
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S&pttnS&t774 TER 110 FEET.
FRIEDE AERIAL GLOBE, NATIONAL CAPITOL AND WASHINGTON" !'
1 MONUMENT, IF BUILT SIDE BV SIDE. i
largest music hall in the world, meas
uring 350 feet in diameter and 54 feet from
floor to celling. Here concerts by the
most famous military bands of this coun
try and Europe and the leading symphony
orchestras will be given. A grand pipe
organ will be built around the elevator
shafts, and here each Sunday during the
fair sacred concerts will be given free or
charge.
Around the globe at this elevation will
be one ot the most attractive features of
the entire structure, the Aerial Moving
Cafe, 10 feet wide and 1000 feet In circum
ference, -ft here patrons can sit at refresh
ment tables and view the exposition
grounds and country for 30 miles while
slowly moving around the globe at a
height of nearly 400 feet above the ground.
This entire hall will be Inclosed with
barred openings to enable the visitor to
view the panoramic scene spread out be
low, including not only the whole of St.
Louis and St. Louis County, but East St.
Louis, Belleville, Colllnsvllle, Edwards
vllle, Alton, St. Charles and other towns,
together with the confluence of the Illi
nois, (Missouri and Mississippi Rlves.
Above the music hall and moving cafe,
at a height of 444 feet, will be the largest
palm garden In the world, from the floor
of which will rise tho gigantic steel
arches, 170 feet high, to th top of tho
globe. Winding through theso arches will
be inclined aerial walks.
On top of the globe proper will be ob-
in this evening was spechlally to see how
to get rid of him."
There was a quick murmur of protest
at this. j
The parson exchanged glances with the
deacon and saw that they were hopelessly
In the minority. i
"I will ask him myself," said Mrs. Rlv- I
ers suddenly.
So do. Sister Rivers, so do, was the
unmistakable response.
Mrs. Rivers left the room and returned ;
in a few moments with a handsome young
man, pale, elegant, composed, even to a
grave Indifference. What his eyes might
havo said was another thing; the long
lashes were scarcely raised.
"I don't mind playing a little," ho said
quietly to Mrs. Rivers, as if continuing a
conversation, "but you'll have to let me
trust my memory."
said the parson, with an attemDt at form- !
al courtesy. I
I was for a year or two the organist in I
tho choir of Dr. Todd's church at Sacra
mento," returned Mr. Hamlin quietly.
The blank amazement on the faces ol
Deacon Stubbs, Turner and the parson
was followed by wreathed smiles from
the other auditors, and especially from
the ladles. Mr. Hamlin sat down to the
Instrument and ln another moment tooK
possession of lt as lt had never been held
before. He played from memory, as he
had Implied, Ifut it was the memory of a I
musician. He began with one or two fa- !
miliar anthems, ln which they all Jolnea,
A fragment of a mass and a Latin chant
followed. An "Ave Maria" from an opera
was his first secular departure, but his
delighted audience did not detect it. Then
ho hurried them along. In an unfamiliar
language to "O mlo Fernando" and "Splr
itu gentll," which they fondly imagined
were hymnn, until, with crowning audaci
ty, after a few preliminary chords of tho
"Miserere," he landed them, broken
hearted,, ln the Trovatore's donjon tower
with "Non te scordar de mi."
Amidst the applause he heard the
preacher suavely explain that those Pop-
r'rT7r,?,"-"nIf.n-5
&B- . vci. AislA W1U lljafc-4 UlMUlll. SiiUS-
fled with his experiment. Excusing him
self as an invalid from Joining them in a
light collation In tho dining-room, and
begging his hostess' premlsslon to retire,
he nevertheless lingered a few moments
i,v thZ Z , ,C i i m T . , .k I
by the doro as the ladles filed out of the
room, followed by the gentlemen, until
Deacon Turner, who was bringing up the
rear, was abreast of him. Here Mr. Hani
line became suddenly deeply Interested ln
a frame pencil drawing which hung on
the wall. It was evidently a schoolgirl's
amateur portrait dono by Mrs. Rivers.
servatory towers rising to a height of 100
feet, from which a still moie extensive
view will be afforded.
In the center of the entire structure and
running from the. ground to th topmost
observatory, will be an octagonal elevator
shaft. In which 16 huge passenger eleva
tors, with a capacity of 60 persons each,
will run. A grand winding staircase will
also be built Inside the elevator shaft
from foundation to roof
Four great electric searchlights, the
most powerful made, flash from the top
of the globe, which will be brilliantly Illu
minated throughout with varl-colored
electric lights, and. being visible for
mile?, will make a very striking appear
ance at night.
The Fricde-Blanke Aerial Globe Co., In
corporated under the laws of Missouri
with a capital stock of 52,000.000, Is com
posed of some of the most prominent and
substantial business men of St. Louis. C.
F. Blanke Is president of the company,
Frank A. Iluf "vice-president and treas
urer, J. F. Conrad secretary, and Samuel
jjlgQ MEMORIAL JIOOM, 700 FEtH ' I
ll8iB5E ILLUMINATED DOME. S32 fEElS
M. Friede general manager. Theodore F.
Meyer, P. C. Compton and John W. Don
nell are directors, and Judge Leo Ras
sleur, ex-Commander-In-Chief. G. A. R.,
attorney.
Construction work Is now In progress,
and, according to Engineer Borden, will
bo finished by May 1. 1903, when St. Louis
will throw open her gates to the world.
The Impolitic Wine Man.
There was a wise man once
Who sought the truth; who dared
To stand for Right, who struck at Wronj
Whcro'er Its front was bared.
The clamor of tho crowd
He suffered not to sway
Him from the course his reason told
His was the honest way.
When masters wronged the men
Who did their bidding, ho
Cried out against the masters then.
And shamed them fearlessly.
When servants, led astray.
Wronged those above, he came
Forth boldly, as a righteous Judge,
To tell them of their shame.
Oh. ha was wise, and he
Was Error's fearless foe
He never got elected to
A public office, though.
Chicago -Record-Herald.
sr BY FRANCIS BRET HARTE
Deacon Turner halted quickly by his side
as the others passed out which was ex-
actly what Mr. Hamlin expected.
"Do you know the face?" said the Dea-
COn eagerly.
Thanks to the faithful Mellnda. Mr.
Hamlin did know It perfectly. It was a
pencil sketch of Mr. Rivers' youthful
erring sister. But he only said he thought
he recognized a likeness to some one he
had 3een ln Sacramento.
Thc deacon.a eye brightened. "Perhaps
(h. , ....,.., .. hA ,,,,,, ,n a
submlsslvo and significant tone, "a er
painful story."
"Rather to him," observed Hamlin,
quietly.
"How? I er don't understand," said
Deacon Turner.
"Well, tho portrait looks like a lady I
knew in Sacramento who had been ln
?ome. 1" when she was a silly girl,
"ut nad eot over lt quietly. She was,
ever, irouoiea a gooa aeai Dy some
mean hound who was every now and then
raking up the story wherever she went.
Well, one of her friends I might have
been ampng them I don't exactly remem
ber Just now challenged him, but al
though he had no conscientious convic
tions about slandering a woman, he had
some about being shot for lt, and de
clined. The consequence was he was cow
hided once ln the street and the second
time tarred and feathered and ridden on a
rail out of town. That. I suppose, was
what you meant by your 'painful story."
But Is this tho woman?"
"No, no," said the deacon hurriedly,
with a white face, "you have quite mis
understood." "But whose la this portrait?" persisted
Jack.
"I believe that I don't know exactly
but I think lt Is a sister of Mrs. Rivers,"
stammered the deacon.
"Then, of course. It Isn't the same wom
an," said Jack, In simulated Indignation.
"Certainly of course not," returned the
deacon.
"Phew!" said Jack. "That was a
mighty close call
Lucky we were alone.
wasn't lt?"
"Yes," said the deacon, with a feeblo
smile.
"Seth," continued Jack, witlr a thought
ful air, "looks like a quiet man. but I
shouldn't like to have made that mistake
nKt 1,1 -ic.,.i.io , ,i fr,
about his sister-in-law before him. These
quiet men are apt to shoot straight Bet
ter keep this to ourselves."
Deacon Turner not only kept the revela
tion to himself, but apparently his own
sacred person also, as he did not call
again at Windy Hill Rfincho during Mr.
A Man and Wife had a peachy Daugh
ter named Aggie. When she was 17 they
put her into Training for her coming-out
Party.
Now that Aggie was a Young Lady,
about to be Launched, her Parents were
much relieved to know that she had been
Brought Up so successfully. They thought
that Inasmuch as she had passed through
the Perils of Childhood and survived tho
Mumps, Measles, Scarlet Rash, Cholera
Infantum, Whooping Cough, etc., etc.,
she was safely out of the Woods. They
had guided her through the Grammar and
High Schools and sent her to a Dancing
Academy and the Music Teacher came to
tho House twice a Week. Now that Ag
gie had theoretically arrived at the Age
of Discretion and the final coat of Shellac
had been put on her List of Accomplish
ments, they looked upon her as a Com
pleted Job.
But as Time passed on, they learned
that there are many serious Ailments that
may overtake a Girl after she flutters out
of the Nursery. About the time that Ag
gie formed the Chocolate-Cream Habit
and began to wear her Hair In the Anna
Held Style, she caught the Matinee Fe
ver, complicated with ActorItl3 and Photo
mania. She would go to the Theater as
often as she could muster the Price and
there she would sit In a pensive Attitude
and gaze yearningly at the pale Leading
Man with the Black Ringlets. After re
turning Home she would mope around in
her blue Kimona and say that she didn't
care for any Dinner. Then Mother -would
give her some Camomile Tea and a hot
Foot Bath and tell her that she had
caught Cold. When It came to Diagno
sis, Mother was a Shine.
While she was still subject to these re
curring Attacks of Actorltis, another Mal
ady laid hold on her.
One Day when Father came home he
was met by Aggie's Mother, who was pale
and worried.
"Something terrible has happened." sho
said, "Aggie has Art on the Brain."
It was too True. She had attended a Stu
dio Tea in a large smelly Place all dono
In passionate Red with pasteboard Ar
mor on the Walls. There she had met
an Artist. Any one could tell that he wa3
the real Latin Quarter Article, for ho
wore the corn-silk Tassels and never
combed his Hair, and smoked a Pipe even
when he had Callers. He was made up In
"Velveteen and a Fauntleroy Collar and
his Cravat would have done for a Sash.
Aggie was pining for Bohemia, So she
decided that she would marry the Genius
who never had been Shaved, and they
could live together In the Paint-Shop and
cook all their Meals In a Chafing-DIsh.
She began to comb her Hair down over
her Ears and moved her Walst-LIne tip
until It was stopped by her Arms, and
she wore long clinging Raiment and tried
to be exactly like the Slim Sisters that
show up In a Burne-Jones Panel. All
this made Father very Exhausted. Fath
er was In the PIg-Iron Business and ho
didn't think that Art was such a Much.
He said that a Man with silky Jo-Jo's
who painted Dying Sunsets that no ono
wanted to buy. was not his pick for a
Son-In-Law. He wanted Aggie to select
a Practical Man a Brewer, If possible.
There Is no telling what would have
happened. If a new Disease had not at
tacked Aggie. For one Day, as Father
entered the Drawing-Room he heard a
strange Thumping and 'Pounding over
head, which caused the whole Building to
Vibrate.
"Somebody Is tearing out the Second
Story," he said in Alarm.
"No." replied his Faithful Wife, "but
tho Worst has come. Daughter Is having
an Attack of Physical Culture."
They went up and looked through tho
Key-Hole. Aggie had on a scanty Suit
of Blue Flannel and she was trying to
beat the Shape out of Punching-Bag.
"Is there anything we can do?" asked
her distracted Pop.
"Nothing," was the Reply. "We must
let Nature take Its Course. She will get
over It In about Three Weeks. In the
meantime we must watch her carefully
or she may elope with some Welght
Llfter." Truly enough, the Spasm of Muscular
Development lasted only 21 Days, after
which she took a good Rest and slowly
regained her Health. Her Parents felt
hopeful. The Violent Exercise seemed to
have worked all the Art and Actorltis out
of her System.
Just as Father and Mothers were begin
ning to feel easy In their Minds an awful
Thing came off. Aggie wandered out one
Afternoon and happened to stumble on a
Club Meeting at which an Authoress with
Gold Spectacles did a Balancing Act on a
Hamlin's stay. But he was exceedingly
polite In h!s references to Jack and al
luded patronizingly to "a little chat"
they had had together. And when the
usual reaction took place in Mr. Hamlin's
favor and Jack was induced to actuauy
perform on the organ at HIghtown Church
next Sunday, the deacon's voice was loud
est ln hl3 praise. Even Parbon Green
wood allowed himself to be noncommittal
as to the truth of the rumor, largely cir
culated, that one of the most desperate
gamblers in the state had been converted
through his exhortations.
So, with breezy walks and games with
the children, occasional confidences with
Mellnda and Silas, and the Sabbath "sing-
Ing of anthems," Mr. Hamlin's three
weeks of convalescence drew to a close. '
He had lately relaxed his habit of seclu
sion so far as to m.ngle with the com
pany gathered for more social purpose
at the rancho, and once or twice unbent i
so far as to satisfy their curiosity In re- j
gard to certain details of hl3 profession.
"I have no personal knowledge of games
of cards," said Parson Greenwood, pat-
ronlzlngly, "and I think I am right ln '
saying that our brothers and sisters are ,
equally Inexperienced. I am ahem far
from believing, however, that entire ig
norance of evil Is the best preparation
for combating lt, and I should be glad If
you'd explain to the company the ln-
that you mentioned, with a er Scrip
tural name." j
"Faro," said Hamlin, with unmoved
face. (
"Pharoah," repeated the parson gravely,
"and one whlcn you call 'poker, which
seems to require great self-control." I
"I couldn't make you understand poker
without your playing it," said Jack de-
cldedly. !
"As Tong as we don't gamble that Is, '
play for money I see no objection," re- (
turned the parson.
"And," said Jack, musingly, "you could !
use beans." i
It was agreed finally that there would
be no falling from grace in their playing
among themselves. In an inquiring, Chris- l
tlan spirit, under Jack's guidance, he hav
ing decided to abstain from card-playing
during his convalescence, and Jack per
mitted himself to be persuaded to show '
them the following evening. 1
It so chanced, however, that Dr. Du
chesne, finding the end of Jack's "cure"
approaching, and not hearing from that
interesting invalid, resolved to visit him
at about this time. Having no chance to
apprise Jack of his Intenton, on coming
to HIghtown at night he procured a con
veyance at the depot to carry him to
Windy Hill Rancho. The wind blew with
, high Pedestal. Aggie came home with
, the Literary Microbe biting her at every
Step. She decided to write an Historical
Novel and she thought she had better
i hurry and get at It before she was too
Old. So she began to wear her Clothes
loose and had Pencils stuck In her Back
Hair and Ink-Stains on her Fingers. Sho
succeeded In getting acquainted with some
of the Literati. Now and then, she would
bring them up to the House and Feed
them. Father couldn't see them at all.
Aggie said it was a great Privilege to
meet People who Do Things. Father said
that some of them ought to do Time. The
Dealer In PIg-Iron was not very Bookish.
Just about the time that Aggie was con
valescing from the severe Case of Liter
ature, she was seized with Social Re
form. She discovered that she had a
Mission. She was going out among tho
Working Classes to show them how to bo
Intellectual. Mother suggested that sho
remain at Home and Show Father how to
bo intellectual. For nearly 10 Days sho
was out uplifting the Lower Classes.
Then one day she bounced into the House
and said: "Mommer, I am going In for
Photography."
Mother groaned, but she was not great
ly surprised. She was getting used to the
Fads and Foibles.
Aggie began to blow up the House with
Flash-Lights and she converted the
Clothes-Press into a Dark-Room. The
Premises had a Chemical Odor. The Pic
tures would have been all right if the
Light had been better, or they had been
given Time Exposure, or the Camera
hadn't waggled or Something. As it was,
they were full of Fog and Moth-Bails.
One afternoon Aggie was sw If tly trans
formed from a Kodaker Into a Mentlcul
turlst. She brought homo a Book so
Deep that Mother couldn't make Head or
Tall of It.
Next Day a Young Man walked Into tha
Ofllce and said to Aggie's Father, "Sir,
I should like to marry your Daughter."
"I don't know who you are." was tha
Reply, "but you can have her."
MORAL The Quick-Change Artist Is
too much for the Old-Style Parent,
(Copyright 1001, by Robert" Howard Rus.
sell.)
I The Football Casnblancs.
The boy stood on the football Held,
Whence all but him had fled;
The rooters shoutings echoed o'er
, The djlns and the dead.
His hair hung down Into his eyas
Such of It as was left
For. sad to state, at ono fell swoop.
Of It he'd been bereft.
One arm humc limply at his side.
And fluttered as he reeled;
His teeth. like snow flakes In the wind.
Were scattered o'er the Held.
H! shirt was torn across the chest.
His pants ripped at the knees.
Hl" shoes clung sadly to his feet,
. Like mistletoe to trees.
Yet beautiful and bright ho stood,
While all around, alack!
Were fragments of tie center rush,
The half and quarterback.
The tackles on the goal posts hung;
i The guards were borne an ay
j In ambulances which wero called
I Quite early In the fray.
, And here and there lay a shoulder-blade,
And ears on every bide.
With fingers, feet and locks of hair.
Ail unidentified.
But still ho stood amidst the wreck.
Oh, that this tongue could tell
' How bravely he csayed to" speak,
t And give nis college yell!
His father called him from the box,
! His mother from the stand,
I Yet ever nobly etood he there,
I A football In hia hand.
The other side was lining up.
With husky boast and scream.
1 "Pnmp nn " h miirmurnrl tnnthlpeifllv
"I'll buck the entire team!"
They formed a flying wedge, and hurled
The gallant lad on high.
And when they donned him shoes and legs
Were waving In the sky.
There came a burst of thunder sound.
The boy Oh, where was he?
Ask of the other team, that left
With college chant and glee.
Ask of the other team, and learn:
"He hasn't yet been seen.
They don't expect to And him till
They get some gasoline."
Its usual nocturnal rollicking persistency,
and at the end of his turbulent drive it
seemed almost Impossible to make himself
heard above the roaring of the pines and
some astounding preoccupation of the In
mates. After vainly kicking, the doctor
pushed open the front door and entered.
He rapped at the closed sitting-room door,
but receiving no reply, pushed lt open
upon the most unexpected and astounding
scene he hod ever witnessed. Around the
center table a dozen respectable members
of the HIghtown Church, Including tha
parson, were gathered, with intense and
eager faces, playing poker, and behind
the parson, with his hand3 In his pockets,
carelessly lounged tho doctor's patient,
the picture of health and vigor! A dis
used pack of cards was scattered on the
floor, and before the gentle and precise
Mrs. Rivers was heaped a pile of beans
that would have filled a quart measure.
When Dr. Duchesne had tactfully re
treated before the hurried and stammer
ing apologies of hl3 host and hostess and
was alone with Jack In his rooms, he
turned to him Ith a gravity that was.
more tnan naif affected and said: "How
long. sir. did lt take you to effect this cor
ruption?" "Upon my honor." said Jack simply,
"they played la?t night for the first time.
And they forced me to show them. But,"
added Jack, after a significant pause, "I
thought it would make the game livelier
and be more of a moral lesson if I gave
them nearly all good, pat hands. So I
ran ln a cold deck on them the first tlmo
I ever did such a thing ln my life. I
fixed up a pack of cards so that one had
three tens, another three Jacks, another
three queens, and so on up to three aces.
In a minute they had all tumbled to the
game, and you never saw such betting.
Every man and woman there believed ho
or she had struck a sure thing, and staked
accordingly. A new panful of beans was
brought on, and Seth, your friend, banked
for them. And at last the parson raked
in tho whole pile."
"I suppose you gave him the three
aces." said Dr. Duchesne gloomily.
"The parson," said Jack slowly, "hadn't
a single pair in his hand. It was the
stoniest, deadest, neatest bluff I ever saw!
And when he'd frightened off the last
man who held out and laid that measly
hand of his face down on that pile of
kings, queens and aces and looked around
the table as he raked in the pile, there
was a smile of humble self-righteousness
on his face worth double the money."
BRET HARTE
(Copyright, 101, by the Press Publish
ing Company, New York World, In the
United States. Great Britain, Ireland and
the British Dominion.)