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PORTLAND, SUNDAY, JULY 31, 1904.
"TVHENCE AND WHITHER?"
It is Haeckel's argument In his well
known book, "The Riddle of the Uni
verse," that life exists potentially in
matter. The mystery of the evolution
is of course beyond our penetration, yet
some of the phenomena of it are appar
ent. In this view of things the soul of
the activity of the universe may be
denominated "the spirit of God" the
same that "moved on the face of the
waters." Consciousness is a deeper
problem still than that of life alone.
It may exist in all forms of life, but
our powers enable us to detect It only
in man and In those higher animals
that have a centralized riervous system
and organs of sense. But though In
numerable phenomena In physics and
biology have been observed and classi
fied, yet the innermost character of
nature is just as little understood
as it was by Kant and Goethe one
hundred years ago, by Spinoza and
Newton two hundred years ago, and
Anaximander and Empedocles twenty
four hundred years ago. Hence the
hope that man will ever get on toward
a solution of these problems is small
indeed.
In any thought on this subject two
things appear In strong contradiction,
namely, the small limits of man's cer
tain knowledge and the boundlessness
of his desire to know. According to the
temperament of different individuals
this contradiction leads some Into
cheerful regions of hope and faith;
others into discouragement and then
into despair. John Stuart Mill was a
subtle thinker, of too serious turn of
mind to find any kind of cheer in such
inquiry. Human existence, he lamented,'
is girt around with mystery; the nar
row region of our experience is a small
Island in the midst of a boundless sea,
which at once awes our feelings and
stimulates our imagination by its vast
ness and obscurity. To add to the
mystery, the domain of our earthly
existence is not only an island in infi
nite space but In Infinite time. The past
and the future are alike shrouded from
us; we neither know the origin of any
thing that is, nor its final destination.
Yet if we feel deeply Interested in
knowing that there are myriads of
worlds at an Immeasurable and to our
faculties an Inconceivable distance from
us In space; if we are eager to discover
what little we can about these worlds,
and when we cannot know what they
are, never can satiate ourselves on
speculating what they may be; is it not
a matter of far deeper Interest to us
to learn, or even to conjecture, from
whence came this nearer world which
we inhabit; what cause or agency made
it what it is, and on what powers
depend its future that of our own race
with it? "Who would not desire this
more ardently than any other conceiv
able knowledge? It is a problem whloh
a mind like that of Mill cannot escape
or put aside. Tet the lighter vein In
which Dr. Holmes treats It Is better
altogether, for the Autocrat comes just
as near solving It as Mill does, and
without any of Mill's grievous expense
of spirit.
"The earth," he says, "Is a great fac
tory wheel, which at every revolution
on its axis receives fifty thousand raw
souls and turns off nearly the same
number worked up more or less com
pletely. There must be somewhere a
population of two hundred thousand
million, perhaps ten or a hundred times
as many, earth-born intelligences.
Tilfe,' as we call it, is nothing but the
edge of the boundless ocean of exist
ence where it comes on soundings. In
this view I do not see anything so fit
to talk about or half so interesting as
that which relates to the Innumerable
majority of our fellow-creatures, the
dead-living, who are hundreds of thous
ands to one of the live-living, and with
whom we all potentially belong, though
we have got tangled for the present
in some parcels of fibrine, albumen and
phosphates, that keep us on the mi
nority side of the house." This genial
writer doesn't speoulate on a hopeless
problem, nor make himself -unhappy
over it It was his view, as It Is that
of many more, that man's speculation
on his origin and destiny will make
liftle or no difference in the course of
things or on results, even to himself,
for it is a great scheme we are en
tangled in, but a small part of which
we are. After all, no one has anything
better to offer than the exhortation of
the old Hebrew prophet: "He hath
shewed thee, O man, what is good; and
what doth the Lord require of thee but
to do justly, and to love mercy and to
walk humbly with thy God?"
ABHSTIO SKILL THAT PAYS. r
The visitor to the Lewis and Clark
Fair grounds these days can hardly fall
to be Impressed with the attention that
has been paid to the esthetic or artistic
feature of the undertaking. In Its con
ception and proper scope the enterprise
is not artistic at all, but primarily his
torical and secondarily commercial. It
Is first a reminder of the country's ma
terial progress and then it is organized
so as to accomplish this purpose in a
way to pay the state and the corpora
tion that is managing It What we
want is results in the direction of at
tracting people here to see what we are
and what we have, and perhaps the
greatest care of the officials at the pres
ent time is to adjust Income and outgo
so that the Exposition will be a finan
cial success.
Tet, In spite of all this, the strongest
impression the grounds and buildings
give the observer is the impression of
beauty the beauty of the site, which
determined its selection; the beauty of
the landscape undertakings, which even
In their unfinished state are a pleasure
to behold; and the beauty of the build
ings, whose graceful proportions and
pure white exterior demonstrate at,
once that the completed picture is going
to be one of surpassing and never-to-be-forgotten
loveliness. "We have little
doubt that the view from the lake of
the main terrace and colonnade will
equal and surpass in effectiveness the
similar display at St Louis, and we
shall not be at all surprised to see the
electric and aquatic adornment even
better than that at St. Louis and equal
to the best that has ever been produced
at the greatest expositions.
It will soon be time, if it is not time
already, to cease the talk about a lack
of artistic sense and appreciation in the
American character. It is true that
hitherto our people have been consumed
In labors of wresting a livelihood from
the soil of a new country and have had
little time or inclination for the finer
things of life; but it is evident that we
are not much longer to be put down
with the non-artlstlc Northern nations,
In unfavorable comparison with France,
Italy and even Japan. Our National
type is not exclusively of the Northern
mold, but Is a blend. Into which has en
tered the steady stream of Dutch,
French and Italian Immigration. The
New England Yankee, of wooden nut
meg fame, occupies a constantly de
creasing place in our National charac
ter; and while we are as successful
traders as ever, our leisure is spent less
in whittling and telling stories and
more In developing the artistic side of
life.
It is the logical thing that the first
manifestation of artistic excellence in
our people should appear in architect
ure, Inasmuch as the first step in as
cending civilization must be the con
struction of the place of abode. It is
in the United States that the most
noted activity in architectural art Is to
be seen today. Perhaps there Is no
more noteworthy aspect of our present
popular education than special Instruc
tion in industrial art. This has been
extended and perfected here to so great
an extent that the Architects' and
Builders' Magazine treats of the sub
ject as a distinct and very remarkable
"movement" Students of art design
are multiplying rapidly all over the
U,nIon, and within the last ten years
from a single school In New York over
2200 pupils have been graduated; yet so
large Is the demand for "competent,
original designers in the different lines
of artistic manufacture that it is not
likely that It will be more than supplied
for years to come." The consequence
In the Improved artistic design and dec
oration of house furnishings, articles of
clothing and wares generally Ib seen
everywhere from New York to Port
land. It Is made manifest In every de
partment store and In the displays In
shop windows along the streets. Never
before was there so sharp a competition
among manufacturers to Invite trade
by Improving their products in respect
both of durability and beauty of design,
and this competition has compelled the
employment of a high order of expert
and artistic skill.
It is the judgment of the magazine
quoted that whereas a few decades ago
our manufacturers were satisfied to
copy the designs and patterns of Euro
pean makers, Imitating them, though
not equaling them in quality, now a
movement toward domestic designing
has set in. The great steel and iron
workers have discovered the necessity
of securing art as an ally, and the same
lesson has been learned by cabinet
workers, furniture manufacturers, the
manufacturers of silks, rugs, carpets
and textiles, of books and of an Infinite
variety of articles to which taste In
their design or decoration lends attract
iveness and gives salable value. That
Is, craftsmanship and art have been
linked together, and the closer and the
more general their union becomes the
more rapid will be our advance In the
artistic excellence which has given so
great distinction to products of French
manufacture. Improvements in machin
ery, carried further here than In any
other country, make possible cheap re
productions of masterpieces of design,
so that these are brought within the
humblest means.
It would be tedious and unnecessary
to multiply examples of this artistic
movement throughout the various fields
of metal designers, book covers, illus
trations, costuming, furniture and
household decoration. But it Is clear
that our Industrial life is taking on an
esthetic, manifestation whose activity
proves beyond a doubt the awakening
of an artistic sense which international
criticism has been wont to deny us.
Doubtless the display of wares educates
and awakens the artistic sense In the
purchaser, but It Is equally true that
the demand must be known to exist In
soirie shape before supply rises to fill
It That It pays to make buildings and
grounds and Interiors and clothing
beautiful shows that the people are
climbing, rapidly in civilization. We
are in a fair way to hear less of the
European sneer at American art
The first prize at the Federal land
bargain counter established temporarily
at Chamberlain, S. D., was drawn at
the opening last Thursday by a Spanish
War veteran, so-called, 27 years old.
The ceded lands of the Rosebud reser
vation formed the bargains offered, and
in accordance with the plan this young
veteran will get first choice of 160 acres
of what the people who are enamored
with the Rocky Mountain region de
clare Is the "finest land on earth." A
land rush, like any other proposition In
which there Is not enough of the pro
posed advantages to go round, must In
evitably leave many eager applicants
unprovided for. In this case something
like 100,000 men will retire landless from
the Federal bargain counter sadder but
wiser forjthelr experience. This am
ber, while large, is small by compari
son with the host that thought the
whole Klondike country a few years
ago a huge bargain counter upon
which lay glittering nuggets of gold
that could be had for the taking, and
pushed on into the Arctic zone in the
bitter Winter of 1896 In the full belief
that they would share in the great dis
tribution. Disappointed, destitute, de
spairing, fully 90 per cent of these gold
seekers returned, or died in the attempt,
without even having reached the frigid
region where the prize was supposed to
await the taking. The history of man
kind contains many chapters of this
kind. Other chapters will be added
from time to time as long as the haste
to be rich is an attribute of human na
ture and men are willing and anxious
to "take chances" in the hope that
"luck" may do for them what they have
been unable to compass by slow but
relatively safe endeavor.
rBANCE AND THE HOLY SEE.
It is evident that between the Gov-
5nment of France and the Vatican the
crisis, long Impending, cannot muchv
longer be averted. In recent articles
The Oregonlan has explained the source
and the nature of the dispute. Briefly,
the Concordat of the year 1801, between
Napoleon and the Pope, has broken
down. The church refuses longer to
admit the righ't of the- state to nominate
.the bishops, and the government retali
ates by announcing that the bishops ap
pointed by the Pope shall not have the
support of the state. It Is Impossible
to see what other result ttian separa
tion of church and state can follow.
Ever since the Concordat restored in
France the church that the Revolution
had destroyed, the state has paid heavy
sums annually for support of the clergy
and for maintenance of worship. But
thecondltions are galling to the church;
not less so to the stat, when the
church refuses to accept the state's
decrees. For the state, as- patron of
the church, feels Itself to be the mas
ter, and It protests therefore against
ultramontane Influence, both In ecclesi
astical and educational affairs. It is an
anomalous condition, and the strange
thing perhaps Is that it should have
lasted so long.
But the question Is whether the
church In France can obtain support
without the aid of the state. In nothing
have the people of France any spirit
of Initiative. So long has everything
been done through the agency of gov
ernment that It may be questioned
whether voluntary association and con
tribution can be any dependence for
support of the church. The first effect,
probably, of the separation of church
and state in France would be extreme
penury for the church; yet there are
those who think in the long run separa
tion would be altogether better for the
church, and perhaps they are right.
Certainly this would be the correct
judgment If the spirit of the French
people were In any way similar to the
spirit of our own.
NORTH BEACH WRECKS.
It Is announced that the underwriters
will make an effort to float the schooner
Zampa, recently wrecked on North
Beach, near Leadbetter Point In view
of their past experience on North Beach
with vessels of all sizes and rigs, It
would seem that they were flying in the
face of fate in attempting to rob that
marine cemetery of even a small victim.
It was fifty-one years ago last Winter
that the American bark Vandalla was
caught by a strong southwest gale
which threw her a quivering wreck on
the beach just north of McKenzIe's
Head, and of all the big fleet, both
steam and sail, that have since found a
common grave on the beautiful stretch
of beach between North Head and Wll
lapa Harbor not a single vessel has
ever been taken back to the safety of
deep water. The "beauty and mystery
of the ships and the magic of the sea"
Is something that appeals In degree to
all mankind, and when one of these
whlte-wlnged argosies of trade makes
her last port and wears her life out on
the sands of a weather beach she be
comes an even more Interesting study
than when she was free to race over the
blue water.
While North Beach has been merci
less to the hapless craft that have
drifted Into her embrace, she has in
most cases been kind to the crews.
There were exceptions, of course, nota
bly the Vandalla, from which not a liv
ing soul escaped, and the Strathblane,
which lost her master and seven men.
The greatest losses sustained by the
underwriters In supplying North Beach
with Summer attractions was In a
period of a little over five years prior
to 18S7. In that time no less than nine
fine vessels left their bones between
Peacock Spit and Leadbetter Point. The
British bark Lammerlaw was the first
of this big fleet to strike the beach, and
In a dense fog on October 31, 1881, she
drifted easily in and settled on the
sands near Leadbetter Point. Less
than a day behind the Lammerlaw and
showing the confidence of the wild duck
which settles alongside of the tame de
coy came the G. Broughton and laid her
bones to rest alongside those of the
Lammerlaw.
A little-over three years later another
pair of British barks, the Abbey Cow
per and the Dewa Gungadhar, came
slanting up from the south, overran
their distance for the Columbia River
and piled high and dry near the
Broughton and the Lammerlaw. The
Abbey Cowper struck two weeks earlier
than the Gungadhar, and In that fort
night sank so far In the sand that when
the latter vessel arrived the yards and
rigging of the two vessels lay a tangled
mass, indistinguishable one from the
other. Then came the Harvest Home,
for years the delight of the beach visit
ors. That vessel was bound from San
Francisco for Puget Sound, and floated
in during a thick fog, the captain not
ing his bearing just before he struck
by the morning crow of a rooster just
off his port bow. In this case, as with
that of the four Leadbetter Point
wrecks, no lives were lost, and the
wreck worked in so far that it was un
covered except at very high tide. The
American bark Whistler, old and ten
der, blew In too close before an Octo
ber gale In 1883 and pounded to pieces
In a few hours, and the Grace Roberts
met a similar fate three years later,
both piling up just north of North
Head.
The Carrie B. Lake, with which Cap
tain John Exon, an enterprising Port
lander, was endeavoring to establish a
deep-sea fishing industry, was wrecked
not far from Tioga In January, 1886,
drowning Capjtaln Exon and one of the
crew, and late in July of that year the
entire beach population watched the
American ship W. H. Besse sail to her
doom on Peacock Spit, her master mak
ing the mistake of attempting a short
cut with a ship heavily loaded with
railroad Iron. None of her wreckage
reached the beach, and the "Besse
buoy" off the mouth of the river Is all
that remains of the fine American ship.
Side by side in the little cemetery at
Ilwaco lie the bodies of Captain Cuthlll
and six of his crew, who perished in
the breakers that pounded the British
ship Strathblane to pieces near Loomls
Station in a November gale In 1901.
The schooner Governor Moody did not
get far enough north to make a beach
attraction, for she was pounded into
kindling wood against the rock walls
of North Head.
With the more recent wrecks, such
as the Point Loma. Glenmorag, Potrlm
pos and Frank W. Howe, the beach
visitors are quite familiar. But two
lives were lost from these vessels, but
In the case of the Glenmorag and the
Potrlmpos large sums of money were
lost In an effort to get them back into
deep water. The Zampa, on account of
her small size and her great age, is not
very valuable, even for a beach attrac
tion, but, judging from the experience
of the past, she Is worth more on the
beach than she will ever be afloat, if
the. cost of floating her 13 considered.
HAWTHORNE'S NOTE OF SADNESS.
That was a very suggestive address
which Mr. Bliss Perry delivered at
Bowdoln on the Hawthorne centenary
and which is printed In the August At
lantic Upon this fruitful theme the
great editor and noble essayist hang3
his choicest clusters of literary convic
tions and philosophical ventures, and
brings to bear upon the Hawthorne
problem such light as may be drawn
from Shakespeare and Keats, Browning
and Longfellow, Whipple and Bridge.
The Inscrutable mystery of Haw
thorne's nature, Mr. Perry wisely for
bears to expound, though he appre
hends it fully; and he finds Its parallel
In Hamlet, whose secret never yet has
been divined; and he shows us how
great our foremost writer of fiction
was, compared with those who have
come after him, displaying talent where
he shone with the full blaze of the
highest genius.
From the many Instructive lessons
offered in this memorable discourse let
us content ourselves with one apprecia
tion and one question mark. First
among the elements of Hawthorne's
greatness, before even his graphic
truthfulness and his wonderfully me
lodious style, Mr. Perry places "his
choice of moral problems as material
for his art." For nearly half a century,
Mr. Perry says, we have witnessed
painstaking endeavors to base the art
of fiction upon the science of physiol
ogy. Men of massive talent have
wrought at such books, but their ex
periments are already crumbling. This
Is Mr. Perry's answer to a tremendous
array of problem novels and even
baser types. He seems to Imply that
when mankind has wearied of these ex
cursions Into psychological vagaries
and animal passions and social con
ventions, it will come back with solid
satisfaction to the study of the soul and
the deeper emotions of the heart.
Of this let us make no doubt As to
the correctness of his judgment on
Hawthorne all must agree; for, as he
says, the extraordinary fragment,
"Ethan Brand" Is an attempt to solve
the problem of the development of the
Intellect at the expense of the soul; In
"Rappacclnls Daughter" the father's
love of scientific experiment overmas
ters his love for his child; In the
"Christmas Banquet" we have "the
man who misses the secret that gives
sujbstance to a world of shadows." The
"Scarlet Letter" Is a study of the work
ings of conscience after a committed
crime; the "House of th,e Seven Gables"
Is devoted to the legacy of ancestral
guilt and its inheritance, and the "Mar
ble Faun" to the Influence of a sin upon
the development of character. We
agree with the essayist that Haw
thorne's devotion to the moral problem
In human life Is not to be explained by
Puritan ancestry or depressing old
Salem; but It Is attributable to a con
scious and imperative choice, proving
the soundness of his Instinct and the
depth of his insight
Is it fair to Hawthorne to deprecate
the sadness which everywhere overcasts
his vision of humanity? It impresses
Mr. Perry only adversely, and the best
he can do with It is to try to explain it i
away as incidental or as in reality not
there at all. "He had spiritual In
sight," said Edwin Whipple of Haw
thorne, "but It did not penetrate to the
sources of spiritual joy"; and Mr. Perry
adds: "The note of robust triumph, of
unquestioning faith in individual hap
piness and In the sure advance of hu
man society Is Indeed too rarely heard
in his writings." Yet we fancy thaF
those who would change the Hawthorne
undertone of sadness for the Whipple
note of robust If not robustious joy
are, among the discerning, few. From
the honest old pessimism of a genera
tion ago it Is the fashion to start back
today, with a sort of strenuous op
timism; but while there is some Justi
fication for the revolt so far as our out
ward andvhortatory moods are con
cerned, he would be a shallow observer
of the profoundest thought who did not
recognize and confess the weight of its
solemnity, even Its gloom "the long
shadow cast by our mortal destiny
upon a sensitive soul," as Mr. Perry
himself puts It, "conscious of kinship
with the erring race of men."
The clouds that cradle near the setting sun
Do take a sober colorinc from the eye
That hath kept watch o'er man's mortality.
Thus Wordsworth, the most unrea
soning of optimists; and It is lncontest
ably true that the less of melancholy
the sunset brings across the sea the
less of human life the waiting eye has
seen. There Is a higher truth in the
tragedies of Shakespeare than in the
finale where all are happily married, as
in some comedy of Mrs. Ryley's. Sor
row informs the deathless page of Ho
mer and broods among the sounds that
came to Milton's ear, the scenes to
Dante's eye. To Goethe no less than to
Schopenhauer; in Tennyson as In Mrs.
Browning comes "the heart of sorrow
that in all men abides." Hawthorne
was true to what his fine vision saw;
and If he had been more joyous, per
haps he would have been less great
The message of Christianity Itself is
that of a release in heaven from this
vale of tears, a crown for the earthly
cross.
"Idiotic vandalism" is nothing" new.
It has left Its mark upon historic cliff
and stately monument from one end of
the country, and it might almost be
said from one end of the world, to the
other. It recently came Into notice In
an aggravated form through a report of
General Daniel E. Sickles, who as a
representative of the State of New York
was commissioned to visit the battle
field of Bull Run and report upon the
feasibility of erecting monuments to
commemorate the services of the New
York-soldiers in the first battle of the
Civil War. He found upon Investiga
tion that it would be a waste of money
and effort io erect monuments for this
purpose until Buch time as the National
Government acquires- control of the his
toric, ground, as they would in all prob
ability be chipped, defaced and carried
away piecemeal by relic-hunters, Un
fortunately, there is ample warrant for
this estimate. It Is a humiliating fact
that even the tomb of Washington has
been chipped and marred by relic
hunters, and the great Washington
monument at the National Capital and
the tomb of Lincoln at Springfield have
to be jealously guarded to Insure them
from defacement. While there are rela
tively few relic-hunters among- those
who visit places of historic Interest,
there are enough to keep somebody on
guard constantly, and there Is, unfortu
nately, no way to get rid of them.
Like criminals, they can only be held
In check by police authority.
It seems we have some people among
U3 who don't want foreigners to carry
our products over-sea to markets at
lower rates than we can afford to do it
ourselves It Is a singular conception
of business, that would require us to
pay Increased freight rates, through
public taxation, in order to take the
trade away from those who offer to
do it at lower prices. The spirit behind
this effort Is the desire of the few to
make money, throush the help of the
Government, out of the many. The
subsidy will go into the pockets of
preferred individuals, and then we shall
have a ship trust, to add to numerous
other exploits in this line. But, since
the foreigners can carry our products
at lower rates than we can, why not
let them do It? Why tax everybody
to put money Into the pockets of a
few? The wheatgrower, the cotton
grower, the lumberman, the miner, the
tobacco-grower, the cattleman, will not
get an additional dollar, but will be
forced to help pay the subsidy to the
shlpman. This scheme will never bear
debate before the country. Wehave
cheap freight rates on ocean transport.
Are we ,to pay taxes to make them
higher? This is the whole question.
The New York Press Instances Sec
retary Shaw's happy habit of homely
Illustration for political situations as
shown In his description to the Queens
County Republicans of the history and
standing of the two parties on the
money question:
On this subject tho Republican party wab
bled for a time and stumbled once or twice,
but, as In other Instances, ultimately re
gained its equilibrium. The Democratic
party, on the contrary, after wabbling for
a timo and stumbling frequently, finally
expressed its mature judgment In its Chi
cago platform of 1S96, vhich It reaffirmed In
1000, and neither retracted nor apologized
for In 1004.
Here, in a way about as compact and
descriptive as well could be, Is pre
sented the case for the Republican
party and against the Democratic
party in the matter of free sliver.
And the case may be submitted to be
as fairly and honestly summarized as
any but the most unreasonable parti
san could wish.
Geronlmo, once a fierce and warlike
savage, whose name was a terror to
settlers upon the Southwestern border,
still lives, aged, garrulous and boast
ful of his skill as a marksman. His
home Is about ten miles from Lawton,
Okla. The tribal relations of his peo
ple, the Apaches, have been dissolved,
and they no longer regard him as their
chief. He is not a pathetic figure, like
Joseph, the Nez Perces, and does not
long for the scenes of his youth, but Is
well content to pass his days In Indo
lence and plenty. The respect and pity
that Is generally felt for Joseph are not
bestowed upon Geronlmo. He Is merely
an old savage, basely treacherous, who
made the whites and the Government
all the trouble he could in his day a
cumberer of the ground in his age, as
he was a pest to civilization in his
early life.
Whether he Is regarded as Insane or
as a disgusting specimen of depravity,
natural and total, the public will be
glad that Creflleld, of Holy Roller no
toriety, has been surprised in his lair
and taken Into custody. Av wretched,
naked, half-starved, apparently crazy
and altogether a revolting creature, he
was taken from a hole under the house
of the man whose family some months
ago became Infected with the disorder
which he misnamed religion, where he
had burrowed like a rat for many
weeks. The strangest thing and in
deed the only strange thing, since re
ligious mania and the antics of its vic
tims are not new Is that he should
have succeeded In Inoculating so many
ordinarily good and decent people with
the indecencies that were characteristic
of his malady.
It is plain that the St Louis Exposi
tion has been conceived and attempted
on too great a scale. It will be an Im
mense financial loss. Arrangements
have been made to "borrow" an addi
tional million dollars at St Louis,
which will be nothing more than a sub
scription and gift, for which St. Louis
must stand. Less than one-eighth of
the loan of $4,600,000 obtained from the
United States has been repaid, and the
prospect for the remainder since an
other "loan" now Is sought is bad
enough. The exposition at St. Louis is
the greatest thing of the knd by far
ever presented in the world. But it
will not pay its way. It Is too big
and too costly.
The public will follow with Interest
the litigation between the heirs of the
late Rosa F. Burrell and the legatees
named In her will as sharers of her
bounty, which has lately been Insti
tuted. The situation as developed is
something of a surprise to the public
since when Mrs. Burrell's will was en
tered for probate there was not the
slightest doubt In any mind of the ade
quacy of the estate to make good the
large benefactions of the honored tes
tatrix. If upon investigation it is
shown that this view was a mistaken
one, it will only be another Instance In
which the estimate of the wealth of the
Individual during life is not sustained
by legal appraisement after death.
A useful piece of Information that
ought to have widest publicity is an
article on page 30 of this issue "Ore
gon as a Health Resort," by Dr. Woods
Hutchinson. He writes from the view
point of a physician, not an immigra
tion agency. For the benefit of Eastern
readers it should be added that what
Dr. Hutchinson says concerning West
ern Oregon applies with equal truth to
the entire Pacific Coast strip west of
the Cascade Mountains from Califor
nia's northern boundary to Alaska.
Judge Parker Is not expected to take
the people Into hfs confidence until
August 10. Thus far all they know
about him In conjunction with the of
fice that he seeks is that he is a gold
standard man. His declarations upon
other" matters of National policy are
swatted with interest.
VERSES OF THE DAY,-
The tittle White Dog That Neve?
Was.
Thomas Newcomb, In New YorkSun. '
"Tell me a story, father, dear."
Said Helen to me one day;
And climbing my knee she cuddled down
In her own delightful way.
So I made up a story, as boat X could.
Of a house In a peaceful vale,
A boy named John and a little white dog
A dog with a curly tall.
It was my undoing, for Helen dear ,
Fell in love with the dog right then, "
And now, each time that she greets me home,
I must tell of tho dog again.
Surely no doggie was ever born !
That had, such a wild career,
That got In so many scraps and fights,
And conjured such Joy or fear.
As a puppy he fell In the pall of milk.
And I fancy I hear him yell
When he switched his tall In the hot grape
Juice
Of the Jelly that would not "Jell."
The Shanghai rooster has thrashed him twice.
He's been butted by the ram.
His nose has been full of hedgehog quills.
And his toes pinched by a clam. '
Once he was lost In a woodchuck's hole,
And once in a hollow tree
Where he found the honey, and also found
That a dog shouldn't try to bee.
He has battled polecats and fought with dogs.
Been tossed by the brlndle bull,
Kicked by the mare and stoned by tramps,
Till his cup of woo was full.
But then he has done such noble deeds
Has rounded the frightened sheep,
And once found a little lost baby girl
In the swamp, where she fell asleep.
And the more adventures that Carlo has,
The more must papa Invent,
Till my mind Is a very dog kennel of tales
And my fancy warped and bent.
Often I wish that my Helen's love
For tho little white dog might pale,
But I haven't the courage to kill that dog
The dog wlththe curly tall.
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Over the Iron Trail.
Charles W. Stevenson.
Outward and outward on wings of steam
Oer the Iron trail.
While tho hills and valleys drowse and dream.
With a greeting loud and hale,
The hosts of endeavor Jqurney fast
And earth grows rich with gain
While the room for tho soul grows still more
vast
On the face of the fertile plain.
For tho trains that speed to the golden West
Carry tho ages there
The love that fashioned tho plowshare heat.
The good that makes life falrj
And with every thought that forms a thing,
With every deed that Is done.
The notes of man's new song outrlng
And a -victory glad is won.
There Is knowledge to sa e the tolling hand,
Fine art to pleasure the eye.
And Increasing chance fer the faithful band
Who, j earning, try and try.
T&e poor grow braver, the rich more kind,
There's a growing loe of love.
There's a saner trust In eaoh creed defined
A hope all hdpo above.
There's a bit Ices care, a grain more mlrtb,
A savor of sweeter rest,
As a truer culture rests on the earth
Ever along the West.
And they who live In tho field or mart,
Honest and earnest and trae.
With transfigured gaze see the old depart
And welcome in the new.
Thus a feeling Is born within that shows
The spirit Is key to life.
And the raptured soul still brighter glows
Despite the grasping 6trife.
And so, as the cars glide on and on
Over the iron trail,
They, travel forever within the dawn.
And the peace of tho world avail.
Warrensburg, Mo.
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"I Have Gathered My Myrrh With
My Spice."
Irene Pomeroy Shields.
"I am come Into my garden, my sister, my
spouse;
I have gathered, my myrrh with my spice."
Solomon's, Songs.
The garden is fair at close of day.
Sweet peace broods over all;
And a tender glow from the sun's last ray
Gilds the birches by the wall.
With a loving thought and a lingering look.
At the scenes that sense entice,
I say my "good night" with contented sigh,
"I have gathered my myrrh with my spice."
The garden was sweet one rare June night.
Young Love- sang low to his lute.
Red roses were blushing and hanging their
heads.
Shy lilies stood sweotly mute.
The warm air was pulsing with ardent life,
Sly winds whispered sweet advice,
I kissed her lips while the zephyrs brought
An offering of myrrh and of spice.
Oh! the garden was drear one wild, bleak day,
And the Autumn winds blew chill.
And the last pale blossoms lay on her breast.
When they bore her over the hill;
Over the hill to tho churchyard there.
And my heart was crushed in a vise.
Yet I thanked my God for tho love I'd had
"When I gathered my myrrh with spice."
Tho garden Is fair, but my day is done,
Yet my work will still remain.
And my God will Judge whether well or 111,
Who sendeth the drought and the rain.
Oh! rose and thorn; oh! gladness and grief.
And flowers of fire and of Ice.
"Good-night" and "good-be," I go tc my
rest
"I havo gathered my myrrh with my spice."
Monroe Center, Mich.
-In the Tennis Court.
Hattie Preston Rider.
When Nora seeks the tennis court.
How meek young Morris follows I
He knows his fate, for Nora's balls
Are swift and sura as swallows.
His balls go tangled In the net;
His heart, escaped his keeping,
Is floundering in the eauey charm
From Nora's brown eyes peeping.
What wonder that he serves so 111,
This knight of rackets doughty.
For when he swears he loves but one.
She Jeers him: "No, love, forty!"
But I know Nora; I have seen
Her eyes grow soft and tender.
Her cheeks flush rose o'er certain flowers
Of which Z know the sender.
And though she flouts and bullies him.
No grain of mercy showing,
Tls not the wlne-swcet air alone
That sends her home so glowing.
Then what though tennis brings the lad
Such mingled bliss and trouble?
I've little fear but some ralr day
He'll make a different "double."
Bigln. 111.
"Yesterday, Today, and Forever."
Anna H. Frost. In National Magazine.
Before Niagara's eternal tide
I stood and heard the solemn, thund'rous roar.
I watched the awful flood unceasing pour.
The mystic rainbow spanning high and wide.
In whose bright arch each starry drop descried
One Instant flashed, then broke, its radiance
o'er.
To mortal vision lost forevermore.
Epitome of human life and pride!
A bubble bursts; gone pageant, pomp and palm!
So Man, the unit, flashes, disappears;
But choired by cosmic chant and prophet
psalm, '
Mankind, with all its doubts and hopes and
fears.
In Immortality's majestic calm
Bolls grandly down tho everlasting years.
On the Surface.
Cleveland Leader.
It's a pretty good world. If you skim along
In the safe, shallow places close In to shore;
It's a pretty ood world If you sail your craft
Away from the depths and the rapids' roar.
There are things in the depths far beyond your
ken,
In strenuous rapids you'll find dismay;
It's a pretty good world If you skim along.
And keep to the shallows the whole of tha
way.
NOTE AND COMMENT.
Spurring Pegasus. i
If you want to write a rhyme,
Do like this:
Get some phrase like "Wear a Smile,
Dish it up in this hero style.
Cut It by tho yard or mile..
Just llko this.
If exhausted, any time.
Do llko this:
Tako this easy-running meter,
Do not mount a verbal teeter.
Twill be simpler far and neater
Just like this.
If you must commit the crime.
Do like this:
'Don't monopolize the show.
i , Make your Pegasus go slow,
Make him heed your readers' "woe,
Just Ilka this.
Unlocked.
Hanna Keys has sued Andrew- Keys in
the local courts for a divorce. Evidently
the ring was not strong enough to hold these
Keys together. Seattle Argua
Apostle Creffield just comes -within the
definition o a live roller.
Is It to be a race between the Portage
Road and the Panama canal?
If war balloons come Into use the poor
soldiers are more likely than ever to set
It In the neck.
Perhaps the burglars think that Port
land's moral spasm has exhausted Itself
upon the ganSbJers.
Hussion soldiers complain that their
boots are wearing out. Small wonder,
after all the running they've done.
There is one consoling thing about the
burning of a steamship: No paper can
refer to Its rising phoenix-like from Its
ashes.
"Britannia rules the waves,"
The cockney jingoes shout;
She does; until a Russian comes
And rubs the ruling out.
-A. few more raids by the Vladivostok
squadron, and the British flag will have
one unimpeachable boast: That It has been
hauled down more often than any other.
A dignitary of the Anglican Church de
clares that "kiss In the ring" Is not a flt
tlng game for church organizations. Per
haps with reminiscences of the same Itself
he gives it a smack In tho face.
The owners of the steamer Slocum have
a chance of limiting damages to a sum
that works out about 55 for each victim.
The company would offset cut-rate immi
grants with cut-rate emigrants to the
shores of death.
The Moscow Gazette advises the Russian
soldiers to give the Japanese no quarter,
and tho soldiers are following the advice.
They have made up their minds to give
nothing; if the Japs want anything they'll
have to come and take It.
At the Democratic rally letters of regret
were read from D. B. Dufur, of Gold Hill:
Charles Nickell, of Jacksonville; George
Turner, of Spokane; Alton B. Parker, of
New York. The ilrst three we seem to
have heard of, but who Is the fourth?
Julius Kent, of Kansas City, killed his
wife and then himself on account of do
mestic trouble caused by Mrs. Kent's de
votion to her club. It Is a lucky thing
that tho women don't take to shooting
husbands who devote their time to other
clubs.
If the Mikado's lnfluenco can win vic
tories for the Japanese afloat and ashore,
he is in the wrong Job. He should be in
America, advertising In the classified col
umns for persons desirous of knowing
their fate In love and business. He would
find It much more profitable than holding
down the position of Mikado.
In China they do things differently. The
Governor of the province In which a mis
sionary was murdered has been notified
that he. must produce the murderers with
in ten days or bring his own head along
on a charger. This method would ensure
a strict enforcement of law anywhere,
twero It not for the simple expedient
adopted by the Chinese official. He chops
off a couple of heads and sends them to
Pekln by express, with a message saying
that the skulls once belonged to the mur
derers and an assurance of his unwavering
loyalty to the throne.
Civil Service rules are excellent things,
but Tammany believes In dodging them.
The Park Commissioners, of the Bronx,
had to find a few jobs for faithful hench
men, so they sent to the Civil Service
Commissioners for a list of men qualified
as "foreman of hostlers." There was no
such grade, so a Tammany man was ap
pointed. Then the Park Commissioners
asked for a man qualified as "foreman of
bee culture." The Civil Service people
had none, so a Tammany man was ap
pointed "foreman of bee culture" In parks
where a bee was as rare as a sea-serpent
In the "Willamette.
To look a gift horse in the mouth Is
proverbially ungracious, yet that is what
the barbarous Russian soldiery Is doing.
Back in St. Petersburg titled women,
mindful of the suffering Ivan Ivanovitch
in the wilds of Manchuria, force them
selves to attend balls and bazars for tho
sake of charity.' With the money thus
acquired, the devoted daughters of the
Czar buy comforts for the soldiers that
are luring the yellow barbarians to their
destruction, and can one realize such In
gratitude! the soldiers send back word
that they have no use for such things as
perfumery, gloves and sachets, and they
even ask for boots and underclothing, and
these of quality so coarse as to be Inde
scribably repugnant to the charitable
ladles. As If a peasant were qualified to
judge of what la a fitting gift for a noble
to send him.
Life In the Blue Mountains Is thu3
glowingly described In a booklet for cir
culation at St. Louis:
The ranch houses are comfortable, though
not of the latest architectural design, and, for
the most part, constructed of logs, chinked
with clay, but they are warm and comfortable.
There Is always a large stone chimney with a
fireplace big enough to roll in a four-foot
backlog, and you may be sure that the firs
does not go out from Fall until Spring, and
often not the whole year 'round. Over the
fireplace. In forked sticks nailed to the logs,
hangs the rifle and the shotgun. To be sure,
the furniture is rude, consisting of hut HtUe
more than a bootjack and a cradle, the latter
constructed of a shoebox with rockers nailed
to the bottom of it. Also big easy chairs,
made from rude material, but very comfort
able This is, of course, only the primitive
start, as, when the claims pay, and their bank
account mounts up, they have as good as any
body. There are many young men and women
in these mountains who have seldom been out
of them, yet they are as bright and smart as
city boys and girls, and in many respects will
double discount them, as, for Instance, in
health and beauty. The women are all good
cooks and splendid housekeepers. They have
an abundance of genuine cream, and give the
skim milk to the hogs. They are great rustlers,
generous, hospital, and always ready to assist
their neighbors and newcomers. They know
nothing about city life, and care less. They
are the most independent, the happiest and
most contented people on earth, and know
nothing of bard times.
WEXFORD JONES.
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