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THE SUNDAY OREGONIAN, PORTLAND, APRIL' 6, 1902. 27 THE SHADOW w r r HAT'S de price o dem part ridges?" said Arabella John son, as sne enterea tne butcher shop about 11 In the morning. The birds were S2 a pair, and she shook her head mournfully. "Can't do It noways. She only gimme two bones for to do de hull marketln an' get her some bella donna, a box o dem fancy Roochln cigarettes an' a powder puff. Land sakes! Look at dat rat!" "Well, you needn't be scared," said the butcher, carelessly. "Rats Is Just about as plenty as flies In Summer time around here." "Yes," replied the colored maid, signifi cantly, "but dat rat don't mean to you de same" lalk he does to me. I'll take half a dozen o dem little chops and you kin frow in a bit o' bone fer de dog." Just outside the cigar store where the cigarettes were sold, she met her friend Amanda Sincoe, who was going in for the purpose of putting 10 cents on a pol icy gig which had been suggested to her by a dream. The two fell into conversa tion, and Arabella confessed that she was feeding very blue Indeed and had given up all idea of attending the annual ball of the Knights of Mirth, which was to come off that evening. "Why, whatever alls you?" demanded Miss Sincoe. "Loss time I seen you you was havln a white satin dress made for this very occasion." "I -know I was," rejoined Arabella, with a sad shake of her head, "but lass night I dreamt I seen a great big spider crossin' dtr ctilln an' a half a dozen mo' a walkln ovah de flo'. I was Jess dreamin of spiders all night long and you know what dat means in de book. It means treachery." "S'pose it does," said Miss Sincoe, ear nestly. "Ain't you jess as likely ter git treacherfled a walkin' along de street or a-settln' in a chair as you is at de ball? You come along and don' mind no dreams 'bout no spiders." "I donno but what dere's- suthln In dat argyment," said Miss Johnson, as the force of Miss Sincoe's philosophy began to take hold of her brain; "mebbe I might step in fer a little spell after I gets my party home from de teater." "Youse workln fer dat same party you was. ain't yer?" said the other. "Yes, the same one. Oh! I likes de life. When you onct gets used to teatrical folks you don't want nothin else. Dere's plenty of excitement and travel into it." Now Arabella Jqhnson is maid of all work to Miss Marlam Vaughn, who plays one of the leading parts in a comic opera on Broadway. Miss Vaughn has had long experience in domestic as- well as pro fessional matters, and years ago dis covered how to solve the servant-girl problem in a simple and satisfactory man ner. She usually spends at least six months of the year in New York, and dur ing this period she rents- a furnished fiat In a side street near Sixth avenue and In IN THE FIELD OF SCIENCE PRODUCTION OF ALCOHOL FOE FUEL IN GERMANY AND FRANCE THE FRENCH Government has been making strenuous efforts to stimu late farmers to produce alcohol on a large scale, so that It can be sold at a price to compete with petroleum, which has to be imported, but the Government of Germany was first to initiate such an effort and the Germane show. In the ex hibition now open In Berlin, alcohol In use for every purpose of heating or lighting for which petroleum Is used. Alcohol manteled lamps, having 85-candle-power, and steam engines operated inexpensively with alcohol that coasts 12V cents a gal lon. f Germany has no natural-gas wells or native petroleum supply. When, some years ago. the question of adopting motor carriages for military purposes was under discussion, it was remarked by the officials of the War Department that kerosene and gasoline engines could only be operated with one or other of the products of petro leum, which is not produced in Germany, and the supply of which might, in case of war, be wholly cut off. But the broad, sandy plains of Northern and Central Ger manyIn fact, every agricultural district of the empire produce in ordinary years ,cheap and abundant crops of potatoes, J from when' Is easily manufactured, by processes so simple as to be" within the 'capacity of every farmer, a vast quantity of raw alcohol. The crude molasses left as a refuse product of the raw beet-sugar (manufacture contains from 40 to 50 per .cent of sugar, which cannot be crystal lzed, and this can also be utilized as a material for the production of alcohol. "Under these conditions "splrltus," as It is known, became one of the standard and Important products of agriculture, and 'every effort has been made by the Impe rial and state governments to promote and extend Its use for domestic and Industrial purposes. Inventors and scientists have been busy with Improvements In the pro cesses and machinery of distilleries. New and highly perfected motors, lamps and cooking and heating apparatus have been devised and put In use, until crude alcohol is becoming one of the most widely util ized products of German industry. Offi cial statistics show that during the year 1901 there was consumed in Germany for technical purposes no less than 2O.C24.O0O gallons of "denaturized" alcohol, on which no tax was paid. "Denaturzed" alcohol has added to It pyriden, pecolen, benzol, wood vinegar or one of several other products which make It unfit for drinking. This exempts it from tax, as wood alcohol Is exempted In he United States. Theoretically, alcohol has only three fifths of the thermal value of petroleum, but It has been found that for motor pur poses 28 per cent of the theoretic energy of alcohol can be utilized against a maxi mum of 15 per cent in case of petroleum and its products. This advantage In fa vor of alcohol Is still .further Increased by an admixture of 16 per cent of ben zol, Another Important advantage of al cohol, which applies specially to its use in motor carriages and In engines, for op erating creameries and small manufactur ing plants In premises adjacent to dwell ings, is Its absoltue cleanliness and free dom from the mephitlc odors which render hydrocarbon engines so offensive to many people. At Its present price It competes economically with steam and all other forms of motive energy in engines of- less than 20-horsepower for threshing, pump ing and all other kinds of farm work, so that a large percentage of the spirit pro duced in agricultural regions remote from coal fields is consumed in the district where it Is grown. The motor for farm use Is tightly enclosed and absolutely free from danger of fire. Next in order of importance are the uses of alcohol as fuel for cooking, heating, and a vast range of scientific and domes tic purpose Accordingly, the present HALF-TRUE TALE OF THE LIFE OF AN BY JAMES L. FORD stalls, herself there with Arabella as her handmaid. As she is a late riser, her maid does not have to bestir herself until 10, when sne "fixes up" the parlor and dining-room, prepares- her mistress' breakfast and takes her orders for the marketing. In the afternoon, having attended to what ever errands may require her services, she takes a walk along Sixth avenue, and In, and out of the side streets, where the people of her color live. Dinner Is served at 5:30, and then she washes the dishes, straightens out her little kitchen and makes ready to enjoy herself. For It Is timo to go to the theater with Miss Vaughn. So long as she is permitted to spend the evening behind the scenes so long will she continue to sweep and dust and cook and wash dishes and serve her mistress faithfully and cheerfully; take away that privilege from her and she would mope and fret and lose all interest in her work. At the playhouse she must assist at Miss Vaughn's toilet, hook her dress and lace her shoes and see that she is ready for her cues. "When she comes off after her long scene she must be standing In the wings with a glass of whisky and water and wrap to throw over her bare shoulders. "When not thus occupied, she may gossip with the other maids and dressers, fully a dozen of whom swarm about the place while the performance is going on, and it is chiefly because of this social privilege that she Is perfectly satisfied to remain in Miss Vaughn's em ploy. "You better get dere early," remarked Miss Sincoe, significantly, "if you don't, you might find dat Charles of your'n stole away by dat light-colored wench I seen him talkln' to." "Charlie won't be dere; his car don't get In till 7 In de mawnln'." "Yes he will," retorted Amanda, "he gets Into de Grand Central Depot at 9 tonight. My George Jess tole me. Dey switched him off from dat car of hls'n onto de Lurline what makes de day run from Buffalo. He'll be at de ball, sure, cos he's de flo committee, and you look out dat Martha Jackson don't cotch 'lm." "I'd like to see her try it," remarked Arabella. "Anyways, I reckon I'll come. Where are you goln now? Git some cig arettes?" "Not exactly " returned Miss Sincoe, as she entered the shop. "I've jess got a little business to transact here in his back room. See you tonight, den, sure," and with these words she disappeared through a door at the back of the shop, leaving Arabella to make her purchases and return home. When Miss Vaughan went out at 2 o'clock for her usual Broadway stroll, she left her maid engaged in the task of decorating the white satin dress with clus ters of artificial violets, beautifully set off with a trailing vine of arsenic green. But If It had been her own shroud that she was weaving she could not. have looked more disconsolate than she did. There were two good reasons for her gloom. She had dreamed of spiders, which signified treachery, all night long, and had not been out of the house flvo minutes before a huge rat bearing a piece of liver in his mouth had crossed her path. Now, exhibition Includes a great variety of al cohol stoves for warming and codklng a large kitchen in operation and accessible to visitors supplies the restaurant which is an Indispensable adjunct to a German exposition. Hovr to Trent Seed Oats. Farmers who grow oats know how much grain Is at times destroyed by smut; the amount of smut ranges from almost noth ing to one-third, or in extreme cases, even one-half, the entlre.yleld. It Is computed that this loss Is not less than 6 per cent of the annual oat crop. It Is practically preventlble by a simple method of treating the seed oats to kill the smut spores that are sown with the seed only, and the Ohio experiment station has proved this method to Its entire satisfaction. This is known as the formalin method of Bolley. For malin Is a clear liquor, a solution of formaldehyde In water, and may be pur chased at drugstores for about 50 cents per pound. One ounce Is enough for three gallons of water, and will treat three bushels of oats. The formalin Is not pois onous, though not wholesome; it is well to avoid smelling the undiluted solution because It Is Irritating to the nostrils The very dilute solution used for oat smut is not objectionable. Having the solution made at the rate of one ounce of formalin to three gallons of water, well stirred, and a gallon of solu tion to each bushel of seed to be treated, apply this with a sprinkling-can to the oats, in piles, on a tight floor. The piles should not exceed six bushels each. Sprin kle each pile in turn, shoveling thorough ly, knowing how much solution Is applied; continue in eac case until the solution tends to run out on the floor despite the shoveling. Usually, a half gallon or more per bushel may be sprinkled on the first round, when the one pile is passed for a few minutes while another Is han dled in the same way. Upon a second sprinkling of each pile as much solution Is used as will be held; then, with a third or fourth repetition the gallon per bushel may be used. After this shovel over and leave In low flat piles over night, or for not les3 than four hours. The seed may then be spread thin on a floor and shov ejed over occasionally to dry out for dril ling, or it may be sown wet. If broadcast ed. The treatment of the seed may pre cede the time of sowing by some weeks. Seed treated In this manner Is not pois ons, though scarcly suitable to be fed to horses. Turbine Engines for Ocean Racers. There Is a strong probability that the two new ocean racers which the Cunard Line will build for the New York service will be given turbine engines, reducing thereby enormously the weight and bulk of the boilers, which for the speed of 25 knots desired, must furnish 45,000 to 50,000 horsepower. No vessel larger than the river steamer, the King Edward, has heen equipped with these engines. The Scientific American calls attention to the 10,000 horsepower engines for use In the London underground railway, and says: "An equipment of four 12,000 horsepower turbines on four shafts would give the re quired horsepower for the speed, and we venture to say that the perfect absence of engine vibration propeller vibration will always be present would render these ships, should they be so equipped, the most popular high-speed liners In the world." Nitric Add From the Atmosphere. A most Interesting Industry, and one which may have Important developments In its future, is the production of nitric acid from the atmosphere. It has long been known that the free oxygen and ni trogen of the air are capable of uniting at a sufficiently high temperaiuro. For tunately for all -animal life, the tempera ture of their combination la very high, otherwise any spark, lightning flash, light ed tobacco pipe or conflagration might set the nitrogen of the air on fire and burn down the atmosphere. Tills is only another way of saying that the oxygen in the air has probably been produced from a pre- OF 7VST7YR everybody who has anv sort of place in the colored society that centers about 1 Sixth avenue near its Juncture with Broad way knows perfectly well that a rat sig nifies the coming of a secret enemy, and that the liver Is also an omen of disaster; therefore poor Arabella could not for tho life of her help regarding It as a con firmation of her dream of the night be fore. Then Charlie had suddenly changed his car, and that meant that something was going to happen very soon, and this omen, taken in connection with her dream and the rat, made her feel that that some thing was likely to prove a disaster. A sudden suspicion shot through her mind, -cutting Into her heart like a knife and leaving her red lips a pale ashy gray. Perhaps the impending disaster might take the form of the light colored wench whom she hated from the very bottom of her heart. That settled the last doubt in her mind. She would attend the ball and find out for herself whether Charlie cared for her or for Martha. Now, there are as many grades in the colored society of New York as there are on Fifth avenue, and the Knights of Mirth has always been regarded as one of the most select social organizations In the town. Its president is Israel Slmp klns, the steward of a private car used by the greatest railroad magnate in the land, and Its membership Includes not only the very cream of the sleeping-car and club house element, but also the best of the conservative bid Janitor set, and one or two of the few white-polled retainers who are still to be found in certain old-fashioned New York houses. It was nearly midnight when Miss John son entered the ballroom at Abraham Lincoln Hall, where the Knights of Mirth ; and their guests were holding their revels. . "Charlie" greeted her with effusive cor- J diallty, the long streamer which indicated j his rank as chairman of the floor commit tee floated bravely from the lapel of his I dress coat as he hastened across the floor to welcome her. "I thought you wa'ant never cominY' he exclaimed, with a smile of genuine pleasure that went straight to Arabella's heart. "I had to get my party home from de teater," she replied, and then added co- i auettlshly: "Besides, I wa'ant anxious about you, 'cos I never 'spected you'd get in of tlll -tomorrer. What brung you here all j a sudden? I reckon it's Car'line had i r pharm for vou." I her charm for you." "Car'line!" exclaimed Charlie. "I hain't so much as passed a word wlf her de i whole evenln. Car'line ain't nuthln to me, Arabella," he concluded with so much j earnestness that the young girl's heart i began to beat quicker In her breast, and a broad, honest smile lit up her face. "Let's go an' set down a spell. I'se done tuckered out, workln and fussln' over dat party o' mine. Seems as If nuthin' wouldn't please her ternlght, of all nights of de year." "Wif de greatest pleasure." replied Charlie, offering his arm with a degree of ceremony and elegance that would have j dune credit iu ue iiciu ui. a. auLicvj u... . Now, those who imagine that a ball such as that given by the Knights of Mirth would attract a rough element and pos- existing atmoephere of carbonic acid gas diluted with the nitrogen, by the accu mulated activity of vegetation carried on through millions of years. On this view the carbon originally united with the oxy gen In our atmosphere would make a layer of coal about 50 centimeters thick, all over the earth's surface. Including ocean basins. By exposing dry air to a suffi ciently high temperature obtained through the use of a number of arc lamps, says the Electrical Engineer, the air Is brought to burning point at Nlagrara Falls, pro ducing nitric acid, and thus nitrogen com pounds, at apparently reduced -cost. The presence of nitrogen as a constituent of plant tissues Is necessary to animals who depend entirely upon plants for their ni trogen. Lightning flashes in the air and bacteria In the earth, living on the roots of plants, seem to be the only natural agents for retoring nitrogen to the soil after the plants or crops have been car lie away. Any artificial method which can compete with bacteria from a com mercial standpoint is capable of great de velopment. Scientific and Industrial Xote. The lightest automobile runabaut Is one of three horse-power, which has a speed of eight miles and weighs 250 pounds. The largest copper refining works In the world Is that at Perth Amboy, N. J.; 15,000,000 to 18,000,000 pounds of copper are refined by electrolysis each month. The Municipal Consumption Hospital of New York City has proved so efficacious that four buildings will be added to It, and the appropriation for Its support Increased by $48,000 annually. Street snow Is now removed In New York City by shoveling It Into boxes at tached to road engines and melting it by a spreay of steam. The saving of expense as against that of hauling it away Is enor mous. The new electric stages running on Fifth avenue. New York, have a traveling radius of about 50 miles, and a speed of about 15 miles an hour, and the Fifth avenue trip is made with a saving of one-third the time as compared with the horses. The cheapest grade of olive oil goes largely to Russia, where the demand for It is created by the religion of the coun try, which requires that olive oil shall be burned in the lamps used for Illumi nating the Images of saints which are id nearly every Russian house. The Navy Department has arranged for a test of the comparative merits of the wireless telegraphy systems of Marconi and Slaby and Arco, the German Invent ors. Sets of Instruments have been or dered and the test will be made between tho Washington Navy-Yard and the Naval Academy at Annapolis. In Paris a proposal has been submitted to the Municipal Council to establish wireless telegraphy posts on the boule vards and main streets. Houseowners, shopkeepers, hotels, restaurants and pri vate citizens are Invited to subscribe. Just as they do at present to telephone service. Each customer is to have a small receiv ing post In his residence. The proposed wireless system is to be used for busi ness, social and domestic purposes. The novel enterprise has been referred by the City Council to the technical committee. Advices received do not explain how the recipients of the messages are going to translate them. A Ballad of Trees and the Master. Into the -wood my Master went. Clean forspent, clean forspent. Into the woods my Master came. Forspent with love and shame. But the olives, they were not blind to Him, And the little gray leaves were kind to-XIlm; The thorn tree had a mind to Him When Into the woods He came. Out of the woods my Master went. And he was well content. Out of the woods my Master came. Content with death and hame. When death and shame would woo Him last From under the trees they drew him last; - Twas on a tree they slew Him last. When out of the woods He came. Sidney Lanier. Saved One Cold. A Liverpool coachman appeared with his hair closely cropped. "Why, Dennis," said the mistress, "whatever possessed you to have your hair cut while you had such a bad cold?" "Well, mum," replied Dennis, "I do be takln' notice this long while that whlnlver I have me hair cut J, take a bad cowld, so I thought that now, while I had the cowld on me. It would be the time of all others to go and get me halrcuttln' done, fox by that course I WQtlld saye m.esett just cjne cowd," ACTRESS' MAID sibly end In a fight with razors have a great deal to learn about that particular grade of society. In point of dress and deportment, the Knights of Mirth's ball was characterized by an air of distinction and elegance that was not unlike that which might be looked for at an Assembly ball, and which would have proved a great surprise to those persons who derive their Ideas of colored society from the pictures In the comic papers. One of the strongest characteristics of the negro race Is Its tendency to lift Itself to Its native surroundings whenever op portunity occurs, and this tendency Is certain to assert Itself In such externals as speech, dress and manner. Put a young colored boy Into a Saratoga hotel, or clubhouse, where he will be brought Into contact with gentlemen as well as blackguards, and in nine cases out pf lu he will pick up and adapt for his own use the manners of the best bred and the language of the best-educated of those persons whom he Is called upon to serve. At the same time, the rough manners and coarse speech of the blackguards whom he meets will roll off him without leaving the slightest taint. On the other hand, let a young Harvard graduate of Caucasian blood frequent 'such places and he Is cer tain to deteriorate both in manners and In morals. It Is a great mistake to describe the negro as Imitative. .He is receptive and absorptive, and that, too, of the best than he can find. The scene, therefore. In Abraham Lin coln Hall, even when the music was the maddest and the dancing the fastest, was one of perfect decorum, and as Char He, with Arabella on his arm, walked proudly down the length of the ballroom, bowing right and left In acknowledge ment of friendly greetings, the manners of all were far more suggestive of Fifth avenue than of the Bowery. "Charlie," said Arabella, earnestly, as they seated themselves in a cool window seat, "I want you to stay here In' New York and pot take dat day run on dor Lurline." Then she told him all about her dream of the night before, and of tho rat that had crossed her path with the piece of liver In its mouth. "Doan't take dat run," she pleaded, earnestly, "for dere's Deff at de Oder end. shuah's you's a-settln' here. Didn't dey done change you de mlnlt I dreamed o' dem spiders? And doesn't a spider mean treachery? And doesn't a rat mean a secret enemy? And doesn't de liber mean danger every time?" "Don't talk no such nonsense," said Charlie, trying to force a laugh, but it was plain that his sweetheart's words had made a deep Impression on him. He had attributed his change from the profitable night run, yielding an average of a quarter of a dollar for each pas senger, to the day trip with Its compara tively scanty harvest of dimes, to tho machinations of some secret enemy, and Arabella's dream of spiders and encounter with the llver-bearlng rat created In him a feeling of unrest and dread which ho found It Impossible' to shake off. "Arabella. I jess gotter take dat run to-morrer, but I don't want ter, not a little bit. I don't seen no way outern It, GEORGE ADE'S MODERN FABLE OF THE BATCH WITH A BUSY. ONE Morning an energetic little Man who had about a Ton of Work plied up on his Desk came down Town with a Hop, Skip and Jump, deter mined to clean up the whole Lay-Out be fore Nightfall. He had taken eight hours of Slumber and a cold Souse In th Porcelain. After Breakfast he came out Into the Spring Sunshine feeling as fit as a Fiddle and as snippy as a "young Colt. "Me to the Office to get that Stack of Letters off my Mind," said the Hopeful Citizen. When he dashed Into the Office he car ried 220 pounds of Steam and was keen for the Attack. A tall Man with tan Whiskers arose from behind the roll-top Desk and greeted, him. "How are you feeling this Morning?" asked the Stranger, "Swell and Sassy," was the Reply. "And yet tomorrow you may join the Appendicitis Colony and day after to morrow you may lie m the darkened Front Room with Floral Offerings on all. sides," said the Stranger. "What you want Is one of our nonreversible, 20-year, pneumatic Policies with the Reserve Fund Clause. Kindly glance at this Chart. Sup pose you take the reactlonable Endow ment with the special Proviso permitting the accumulation of both Premium and Interest. On a $10,000 Policy for 20 Years you make ?800 clear, whether you live or die, while the Company loses J3S67 44, as you can see for yourself." "This Is my" began the Man. "Or, you may prefer the automatic ton tine Policy with ball-bearings," continued the Death Angel. "In this case the en tire Residue goes Into the Sinking Fund and draws Compound Interest. This is made possible under our new System of reducing Operating Expenses to a Mini mum and putting the Executive Depart ment into the Hands of well-known New York Financiers who do not seek Pecuni ary Reward, but are actuated by a Phi lanthropic Desire to do good to all Per sons living west of the Alleghenles." "That will be about all from you," said the Man. "Mosey! Duck! Up an Alley!" "Then you don't care what becomes of your Family?" asked the Stranger, in a horrified Tone. "My Relatives are collecting all of their Money In Advance," said the Man. "If they are not worrying over the Future, I don't see why you should lose any Sleep." So the Solicitor went out and told every one along the Street that the Man lacked Foresight. At 9:30 o'clock tho Industrious little Man picked up letter number 1 and said to the Blonde Stenographer, "Dear Sir." At that moment the Head of the Credit Department hit him on the Back and said he had a Good One. It was all about lit tle Frankle, the Only Child, the Phenom, tho 40-pound Prodigy. In every large Establishment there Is a gurgling Parent who comes down In the Morning with a Story concerning the in cipient Depew out at their House. It seems that little Frankle had been told something at Sunday School and he asked his Mother about it and she told him so-and-so, whereupon the Infant Joker arose to the Emergency and said: and then you get it, and any one who doesn't laugh Is lacking In a Finer Appreciation of Child Nature. The Busy Man listened to Frankle's Latest and asked, "What's the Rest of ltr So the Parent remarked to several Peo ple that day that the Man was sinking Into a crabbed Old Age. At 10 A. M. the Man repeated "Dear Sir" and a Voice came to him, remarking on the Beauty of the Weather. A Person who might have been Professor of Bee Culture In the Pike County Agricultural Seminary, so" far as make-up was con cerned, took the Man by the Hand and Informed him that he (the Man) was a Prominent Citizen and that being the case he would be given a Reduction on the half-morocco Edition. While doing his 150 TY6F43 a Minute, h.e worked & KeJlar 'cept I play sick again, and I dassn't work dat racket any mo'. Like as not, de spiders don't mean nothing anyway." "Don't go, Charlie! Fust off I thought it was Car'line de omens was p'lntln to "Dat gal don't cut no Ice wld me!" exclaimed her sweetheart, peremptorily, "Now, I know It's de day run yer up against. I shan't let you go, Charlie." For several moments the pair sat in gloomy silence, for both dovoutly believed that some dread disaster was hanging over their heads. If It had not been for the fact that he was afraid of being out of work in the middle of Winter the young man would have thrown up his Job then and there, but he had been sav ing money for nearly a year In the hope that Arabella would marry him, and now, at the very moment when the -tones of her ,volce told him how dear he was to her, she was entreating him to throw up his only chance of making a living. He was still wavering in his mind when Mr. Slmpklns, the president of the club, appeared on the scene, escorting, with much ceremony, his mother, the Dowager Mrs. Slmpklns, for years the Janltress of a large building on lower Broadway, and a person of moat exalted position In colored society. "Taki my seat, Mis Slmpklns," cried the young man, as he rose respectfully from the window-seat, for not only was Mrs. Slmpklns one of the most Impos ing and Influential-social forces In the town, but her son, Israel, was a veri table power In tho great sleeping-car world. "What makes you look so glum, Ara bella?" said the old lady, as she thank fully accepted -the Invitation and peered over the top of her nlckelplated specs at the young girl beside her. "I've just had a terrible omen, Mis Slmpklns," replied Arabella, "and I don't want my Charlie to take dat day run out to Buffalo no more dere's Deff awaltln him dere shuah's you born. I dreamt I seen nothin' but spiders, and In de morn ln when I got up and stepped Into der butcher shop fer to get my party a couple of pork chops I seen a big rat skatln across de flo wlf a hunk o liver In his mouf. Everyone of dem tings signifies treachery, and enemies, and misfortune." "Land o' Goshen!" exclaimed the elder lady, who was noted far and wide for her skill .n the Interpretation of dreams. "You seen a rat with a piece o liver, and dreamed of spiders, and don't know what tor do? What does de rat play? Ho plays four. What does de liver play, but 17. The spldr he play 54. You go 'long now and play that gig before der sun go down." . The next afternoon while Charlie, from whoso face almost every sign of anxiety had disappeared, was attending to his duties on the day run between Utica and Syracuse, Arabella was making her way Into the back room of the cigar store to learn the result of the drawing on which she had staked the few dollars which they had determined to venture. Miss Sincoe was coming out Just as she went In, her brow wrinkled with annoyance and a note of petulant nnsrer In her voice as she exclaimed: "Jes my luck again. I hit de fust two numbers right, four an 17, but I got de last one wrong. 1 played 69, "count of a tub of water I seen when I was comln down de alley, and It done come out 54 Instead. Why, what's de matter wlf you. Arabella. You look all j strucK or a neap." And it is a matter of record that Miss Sincoe was bridesmaid at the wedding that took place six weeks later, partly because of her long Intimacy, with the bride, but chiefly because both of- the con tracting pirtles firmly believed that her presence would bring good luck to their union. (Copyright. J002.) OF LETTERS, OR ONE DAY MAN Trick and produced a large Prospectus from under his Coat. Before the Busy Man could grab a Spindle and defend him self, he was looking at a half-tone Photo of Aristotle and listening to all the dif ferent Reasons why the Work should be In every Gentleman's Library. Then the Agent whispered the Inside Price to him so that the Stenographer would not hear and began to fill out a Blank. The Man summoned all his Strength and made a Buck. "I don't read Books," he said. "I am an Intellectual Nit. Clear Out!" So the Agent gave him a couple of pity ing Looks and departed, meeting In the Doorway a pop-eyed Person with his Hat on the Back of his Head and a Roll of Blue Prints under his Arm. The Man looked up and moaned. He recognized his Visitor as a most dangerous Mono maniacthe one who Is building a House and wants to show the Plans. "I've got everything figured out," he began, "except that we can't get from the Dining Room to the Library without going through the Laundry and there's no Flue connecting with the kitchen. -What do you think I'd better do?" "I think you ought to live at a Hotet, was the reply. The Monomaniac went home and told his Wife that he had been Insulted. At 11:30 came a Committee of Ladles so liciting Funds for the Home for the Friendless. "Those who are Friendless don't know their own Luck," said the Busy Man. whereupon the Ladles went outside and agreed that he was a Brute. , At Noon he went out and lunched on Bromo vSeltzer. When he rushed back to tackle his Cor respondence, he was met by a largo Body of Walking Delegates who told him that he had employed a nonunion Man to paint his Barn and that he was a Candidate for the Boycott. Ho put In an Hour squaring himself and then he turned to the Stenog rapher. "How far have we got?" he asked. " 'Dear Sir,' " was the Reply. Just then he got the Last Straw a be wildered Rufus with a Letter of Introduc tion. That took 40 Minutes. When Rufe walked out, the Busy Man fell with his Face among the unanswered Letters. "Call a Cab," he said. "The 'Phone Is out of order," was the Reply. "Ring for a Messenger," he said. She pulled the Buzzer and In 20 minutes there slowly entered a boy from the Tele graph Office. The Man let out a low Howl like that of a Prairie Wolf and ran from the Office. When he arrived at Home he threw his Hat at the Rack and then made the Chil dren back Into the Corner and keep quiet. His Wife told around that Henry was Working too hard. MORAL: Work Is a Snap but the Inter missions do up the Nervous System. (Copyright, 1902.) Coaxinpr the Raindrops. Scientific American. Some Interesting experiments for the artificial production of rain by means of electricity have been carried out In Japan. The probability of greater success being obtained by this means, in lieu of the sys tem of detonating explosives in the upper ny strntn- has nftpn rMn ndvorJitpri hv j scientists. This attempt by the Japanese, however, is the first practical effort to prove the truth of this theory, and it was attended with conspicuous success. The trials were made In the Fukushlma pre fecture. Operations were commenced at 11 In the evening, but there was no sign of atmospheric change until 9 o'clock next morning, when a cluster of clouds was observed over the hill on which the ex periment was held. At length rain began to fall, followed by a second fall at 11 A. M., and afterward a third, fourth and fifth the last being about 9:30 in the evening. The aYea upon which the rain fell ex tended over many miles. As a single ex periment of this description Is scarcely conclusive,, the scientists who carried out these particular trials propose to repeat them, with a view to establishing the jeasmjuty or. te We&, FCR TH E SCRAP BOOK The Dnrlnl of Mosen. And he buried him in a valley in the land ot Moab, over against Beth-peor; but no man knoweth of his sepulcher unto this day. Deuteronomy xxxlv:C By Ncbos lonely mountain. On this side Jcrdan'3 wav?, In a vale in the land of Moab, There lies a lonely grave; But no man dug that sepulcher And no mail paw It e'er. For the angels of God upturned the sod. And laid the dead man there. That was the grandest funeral That ever passed on earth; But no man hear,d the trampling; Or saw the train go forth; No'elessly as the daylight Comes when the night Is done. And the crimson streak on ocean's cheek Grown Into the great sun NoIseleMly as the Springtime Her crown of verdure weaves. And all the trees on all the hills Open their thousand leaves So. without sound of music. Or voice of them that wept. Silently down the mountain crown The great procession Bwept. Perchance the bald old eagle On gray Beth-peor's height. Out of his rocky" eyrie, Looked on the wondrous sight; Perchance the Hon, stalking. Still shuns the hallowed spot; For beast and bird have seen and heard That which man knoweth not. Ix! when the warrior dleth. His comrades In the war With arms reversed and muffled drum Follow the funeral car. They show the banners taken. They tell his battles won. And after him lead his masterless steed. While peals the minute-gun. Amid the noblest of the land Men lay the sage to rest. And give the bard an honored place. With costly marble dressed. In the great minster transept. Where llghte like glories fall, And the choir sings and the organ rings Along the emblasoned wall. This was the bravest warrior That ever buckled sword; This the most gifted poet That ever breathed a word; And never earth's philosopher ' Traced with his golden pen, On the deathless page, truths half so saga As he wrote down for men. And had he not high honor? The hillside for-hla pall; To He in state while angels wait. With stars for tapers tall; And the dark rock pines, like tossing plumes, Over his bier to wave; And God's own hand, In that lonely land, To lay him In the grave In that deep grave without a name. Whence his uncofflned clay Shall break again O, wondrous thought I Before the Judgment Bay; And stand, with glory wrapped around. On the hills he never trod. And speak of the strife that won our life With the Incarnate Son of God. O lonely tomb In Moab's land I 0 dark Beth-peor's hill! Speak to these curious hearts of ours And teach them to be still. God hath His mysteries of grace Ways that He cannot tell; He hides them deep like the secret sleep Of him He loved so well. Mrs. Cecil Frances Alexander. Credo. 1 believe In the Motherhood of God. I believe In the blessed Trinity of Father, Mother and Child. I believe that God Is here, and that we are as near Him now as we ever ehall be. I do not believe He started this world a-golng and wont away and left It to run Itself. I believe In the sacrcdness of the human body, this transient dwelling-place of a living soul, and so I deem It the duty of every man and every woman to keep his or her body beautiful 'through right thinking and right living. I believe In salvation through economic, social and spiritual freedom. I believe we are now living In Eternity as much as we ever ehall. I believe that the best way to prepare for & future life Is to be kind, live one day at a time, and do the work you can do the best, doing it as well as you can. I believe there Is no devil hut fear. I believe that no one can harm you but yourself. I believe that we are all sons of God, and It doth not yet appear what we shall be. I believe In every man minding his own business. I believe that men are Inspired today as much as men ever were. I believe In the ounshlne. friendship, calm sleep, beautiful thoughts. I believe In the paradox of success through failure. I believe In the purifying process of sorrow, and I believe that death Is & manifestation of life. I believe the universe Is planned for good. I believe It Is possible that I will mako other creeds, and ohange this one, or add to It, from time to time, as new light may come to me. Fra Elbertus. The FroHt. The Frost looked forth, one still, clear night, .And he said, "Now X shall be out of sight; So through the valley and over the height In silence I'll take my way. I will not go like that blustering train. The wind and the snow, the hall and the rain. Who make so much noise and.buatle In vain. But I'll be as busy as they!" Then he went to the mountain, and powdered Its crest. He climbed up the trees, and their boughs h9 dressed With diamonds and pearls, and over the breast Of the quivering lake he spread A coat of mall, that It need not fear The downward point of many a spear That he. hung on Its margin, far and near. Where a rock could reach Its head. He went to the windows of those who slept. And over the pane like a fairy crept; Wherever he breathed, wherever he stepped. By tho light of the moon were seen Most bautlful things. There were flowers and trees. There were bevies of birds and swarms of bees, There were cities, thrones, temples, and towers, and these All pictured In silver sheen! But he did one thing that was hardly fair, He peeped In the cupboard and, finding thera That all had forgotten for him to prepare, "Now, Just to set them a-thlnklng, I'll bite this basket of fruit." said he; "This costly pitcher I'll burst In three; And the glass of water they've left for me Shall 'tchlck!' to tell them I'm drinking' Hanna Flagg Gould. The Dnya That Are Xo More. Tears, Idle tears! I know not what they mean; Tears from the depth of .some divine despair. Rise In the heart, and gather to the eyes, In looking on the happy Autumn fields. And thinking of the days that are no more. Fresh as the flrat beam glittering on a sail That brings our friends up from the under world; Sad as the last which reddens over one That sinks with all we love below the verge; So sad, so fresh, the days that are no more. Ah! sad and strange as In dark Summer dawns The earliest pipe of half-awakened birds To dying ears, when unto dying eyes The casement sl6wly grows a glimmering square: So sad, eo strange, the days that are no more. Dear as remembered kisses after death. And sweet as those by hopeless fancy feigned On lips that are for others; deep as love. Deep as first love, and wild with all regret; O Death in Life! the -days that are no more! Alfred Tennyson. A Dream of the Unknown. I dream'd that a I wander"d by the way Bare Winter suddenly was changed to Spring. And gentle odcrs led my steps astray, Mlx'd wUh a sound of waters murmuring Along a shelving bank of turf, which lay Under a copse, and hardly dared to fling Its green arms round the bosom or the stream. But klss'd it and then fled, as thou mightest la dream. There grew pled wind-flowers and violets. Daisies, those pearl'd Arcturl ot the earth, The constellated flower that never pets; Faint oxllps, tender blue-bells, at whose birth The sod scarce heaved; and that tall flower that wets Its mother's face with heaven-collected tears. When the low wind. Its playmate's voice. It hears. And In the warm hedge grew lush eglantine. Green cow-bind and -the moonllght-color'd May, And cherry blossoms, and white cups, whoso ' wine Was the bright dew yet draln'd not by the day; And wild roses, and Ivy serpentine With its dark buds and leaves, wandering astray; And flowers, azure, black, and streak'd with gold. Fairer than any waken'd eyes behold. And nearer to the river's trembling edge There grew broad flag-floweis, purple prank'd with white. And starry river-buds among the sedge. And floating water-lilies, broad and bright. Which lit the oak that overhung the hedge WUh moonlight beams of their own watery light; And bullrushes, and reeds of such deep green As soothed the dazzling eye with sober eheen. MethouKht that of these visionary flowers I made a nosegay, bound In such a way That the same hues, which In their natural bowers Were mingled or opposed, the like array Kept these lmprlson'd children of the Hours Within my hand, and then, .elate and gay, I hasten'd to tho spot whence I had come That I might there present It oh! to whom? Percy Bysshe Shelley. Sally In Our Alley. Of all tho girls that are so smart. There's none like pretty Sally; She Is the darling of my heart. And sho lives In our alley. There Is no lady In the land. Is half so sweet as Sally: She Is the darling of my heart. And sho lives In our alley. Her father he make3 cabbage-nets. And through the streets does cry "em; Her mother sho sells laces long, To such as please to buy 'em: But, sure, such folks could ne'er beget So sweet a girl as Sally! She Is the darling of my heart. And she lives In our alley. When she Is by, I leave my work (I love her so sincerely); My master comes, like any Turk, And bangs me most severely; But let him bang his belly full, I'll bear It all for Sally: She Is the darling of my heart, And sho lives In our alley. Of all the days that's In the week, I dearly love but one day: And that's the day that come3 betwixt A Saturday and1 Monday. For then I'm dress'd all In my best. To walk around with Sally: She Is the darling of my heart. And she lives In our alley. My master carries me to church. And often am I blamed. Because I leave him In the lurch. An soon as text Is named: I leave the church In sermon-time. And slink away to Sally; She Is the darling ot my heart. And she lives In our alley. When Christmas comes about again. O, then I shall have money! I'll hoard It up, and. box and all, I'll give It to my honey; Oh, would It were ten thousand pounds! I'd give It all to Sally; For she's the darling of my heart. And she lives In our alley! Henry Carey. The Rhine. The castle crag of Drachenfels Frowns o'er the wide and winding Rhino, Whose breast of waters broadly swells Between the banks which bear the vino. And hills all rich with blossomed trees, And fields which promise corn and wine, And scattered cities crowning these. Whose far white walls along them shine. Have strewed a scene, which I could see With double Joy wert thou with me. And peasant girls with deep-blue eyes. And hands which offer early flowers. Walk smiling o'er this paradise; Above, the frequent feudal towers Through green leaves lift their walls of grey. And many a rock which steeply lowers. And noble arch In proud decay. Look o'er this vale of vintage-bowers; But one thing want these banks of Rhine, Thy gentle hand to clasp In mine! I send the lilies given to me; , Though long before thy hand they touch I know that they must withered be, But yet reject them not as such; For I have cherished them as dear. Because they yet may meet' thine eye, And guide thy soul to mine even here. When thou behold'st them drooping nigh, And know'st them gathered by the Rhine, And offered from my heart to thine; The river nobly foams and flows. The charm of this enchanted ground. And all its thousand turns disclose Some fresher beauty varying round; The haughtiest breast Its wish might bound' Through life to dwell delighted here; ' Nor could on earth a spot be found To Nature and to me so dear. Could thy dear .eyes In following mine Still sweeten more these banks of Rhine. Lord Byron. Let the "Wee BnlrnM Come tae 31c. The Malster sat In a wee cot hoose, Tae the Jordan's waters near. An the flsher-fowk crushed and chooded roon', The Malster's words tae hear. An' even tho bairns frae the near haun streets War mlxen In wl the thrang. Laddies an' lasses wl wee bare feet Jlnkln' the crood amang. An ane o' the twal at the Malster's sldo Rase up an' cried alcod "Come, come, bairns, this Is nae place for you, Run awa hame oot the crood.' But the Malster said, as they turned awa', "Let the wee bairns come tae me," An' He gathered them roon' Him whar ho sat. An" llftlt ane up on His knee. An He gathered them roon' Him whar Ho sat. An' straklt their curly hair. An' He said tae the won'erin' flfher-fowk. That crocdlt aroon Him there "Sen' na the weans awa' frae me. But rather this lesson learn: That nane '11 win In at heaven's gate That Isna pure as a bairn." An' He that wlsna oor kith and kin. But a Prince of the far awa', Galthered the wee anes In his alrms And blessed them ane an" a". O thou who watchest the ways o' men. Keep our feet In the heavenly alrt. An' bring us a tae Thy hame abune, As pure as the bairns in bert. Unidentified. e One "Word Is Too Often Profaned. One word la too often profaned For me to profane It, One feeling too falsely disdained For thee to disdain It. One hope Is too like despair For prudence to smother. And pity from thee more dear Than that from another. I can give not what men call love; But wilt thou accept not The worship the heart lifts above And the heavens reject not; The desire of the moth for the star. Of the night for the morrow. The devotion to something afar Froin the ophere of our sorrow? Shelley.