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.
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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.