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THE SUNDAY OREGOXIAN, BOETHiKD, ILiBOH 5, 1905. 35 (Deeding Present By Virginia A COMEDY OF TODAY es Leeds Scene A modern drawing-room in New tr York. Characters Diet and Daley, fiances. Time The eve of ihelr wedding. s .ICK That's" a Vvery decent array of presents, my dear. "We ought not to have to buy any household fur nishings for two years to come. Daisy Oh, but, DicJc, most of 'them are the most useless, senseless things. If one could just choose one's own wedding- presents! Isn't it a shame one can't? You only get wedding presents once In d lifetime that is; you don't get them a second time if you marry again or got divorced, do you? So if people would only let you choose for yourself! Now, look at that bearskin rug Uncle David sent. Did you ever eee such a thing? It will be in' the way any place we put it, and I'm sure some one will break his neck over it with that great head sticking out. Dick (suggestively) Why not put it in your mother's room when she comes to visit us? Daisy (apparently not hearing) Then that piano lamp from your Aunt Caroline. Whoever hears of piano lamps these days? They are as passe as plush lambrequins or painted placques, and I'm sure I don't know where she ever bought it. Why couldn't she have sent a piano while she was about It? "What's the use, I'd like to inow, of a piano lamp when you haven't a piano? It's like the old story of sending a man ruffles who hasn't a shirt. Your Aunt Caroline has barrels, of money wasn't it mean of her to send a piano lamp Instead of a piano? Dick Couldn't you change it? Daisy Cshaking her head) No, you see, we're going to change her daugh ter's your Cousin Madelaine's aspar agus lifter and it wouldn't do to change the whole family's presents. They might get suspicious if they ;never saw any of their things around. But fancy any one sending an aspara jgus lifter! The most ridiculous thingt Any Christian asparagus will come up with an ordinary fork and spoon, and 'I feel sure it must have been some ln 'sane silversmith who invented aspara gus lifters. They are almost as bad as grape scissors, and that makes me think of Dolly Flinders' present grape Scissors when she knew we wanted a Vernis-Martin cabinet or oil paintings Sor the drawing-room. So like Dolly never to think of anything but herself, and I shouldn't be surprised if the ecissors were some old thing she had "around the bouse and wanted to get rid of. Dick It was shabby of Dolly; but never mind, she'll probably marry some day, and then we'll get square with her t)y sending her something she doesn't want an easel scarf or a framed mot to. That's the advantage of wedding presents; you can get back at people with them. Daisy Perhaps Dolly will never get ,marrled. A girl who tries as hard as $she nearly always gets left then where would we be? I'd like to snip fher saucy pug nose with those grape scissors. Dick Thai silver tea set old Muffins sent is all rlgnt looms up nicely, doesn't it? Daisy Dick, that's the cruelest blpw of all! You remember how pleased I was when it came, and what a charm ing note I dictated for Belle to write? iWell, ray dear, in examining the tea iBCt bottom upward I discovered that it Hs silver solder that means plated, you Eknow and Iwas so vexed that I could shave cried. If J. could recall the note a would do so in a minute. Mean old Jthlng. to send plated wedding presents! I should think he'd be astiamed. I don't suppose you can change plated things, can you? CARNEGE, subject upon which men have written that is not represented. Two subjects are represented with par ticular fullness botany and music, and of these subjects ho has made especially close study. Ills favorite flowers are the thlstlft and the Scotch heather. In the corner devoted to music in his New York library ho has Installed two simple melody-making instruments, Japanese bells and musical tubes. They are both played with little mallets. Tho master of the mansion has learned to play them, and "with a degree of skill not noticeably ama teurish, either. For these instruments he has had special arrangements made of 'many of his favorite airs, such as "Auld jXrfing Syne." "My Country, 'Tis of Thee," "Scenes That Are Brightest," "My Nut ferown Maid," and the like. It is whispered that he sings also, but ""only when alone,' he says, "not for my Kriends." Ideal of a Musical Instrument. Mr. Carnegie's knowledge of the con struction of musical Instruments is re 'irarkable. Ho knows every part and par eel of tho organ and the function of each. He admires the organ abovo all other in struments, but he likes the piano also, and has said to his friends many times that "the ideal musical instrument has yet to fce invented. It would combine the quali t.es of both the organ and the piano; it v.ould give the rich and sustained tones of the first, and upon it could bo produced the delightful legato and staccato effects th..t are peculiar to the other. Mr. Carnegie's personal copy of his own favorite writing, "Triumphant Democ racy,'' one of a small edition, specially bound and printed for his friends, has stamped upon it tho reversed crown which forms so conspicuous a part of his coat-cf-arms. This device, .y the way, has wO-nlgh been forgotten since Mr. Car i egle has known the King. The reversed crown, surmounted by a liberty cap, forms the crest; a weaver's shuttle and a shoc-r-akcT"s knife are shown upon the shield; the supporters are the American and the Scottish flags, and the motto is "Death t3 Privilege." Tho library contains many busts and 3"f ?cs of statuary; among them, of course, t -e great musical composers, sucn as I clhoven, Mozart and Wagner, are well resented. The plaid of the clan Car rrr.c of dull blues and. greens, with a e w thread running through, is seen in rr. y places. Transplanting Grown Trees. Wcn Mr. Carnogie began to build the fair, cus Fifth-avenue house he was some Ml:z.t distressed because there were no gr wn trees upon the lot He liked trees c-:J meir shade almost as much as he 1'kes music, and he knew that no young, slow-growing tree, like the elm or the oak, could bo made to grow fast enough .ast tho shade he desired withjn his 1'ctme. His plans for ornamontlng the l:t with full-grown and stately trees were ac-vrded some space in the newspapers at the time, and attracted wide attention. His careful study of plant life and growth was very useful to him in carry tag out these plans for he was able per- -ally to devise the methods of taking the trees, of protecting the roots in transit, of lopping the branches just-i eougn ana not too much, and of tho final replanting. Tho trucks on which they weie moved, from somewhere In the Bronx, or over in Connecticut, had to be specially built, and it took a team of sev ral horses to haul them. Crowds watched them as they were taken through the Dick You don't mean he did any thing so low down? (crossing over). By. Jove! Daisy, you are right, and I have my opinion of that old hunks. But, I say, couldn't we give it away to some one else to the next one who gets married? Daisy Dick! I'd be ashamed to have my card go with anything plated. If we have to give away any of our wed ding presents It will have to be the best ones, for I wouldn't let people think I'd send anything cheap, Dick I. suppose you're right, though it is certainly tough to hand over the good ones and hang on to the plated ware. All we can do is to hope none of our friends will get married. Daisy Which they will do, in the most thoughtless fashion even the least likely ones! I shouldn't be sur prised after all if Dolly Flinders oh, Dick, whatever in the world are we go ing to do with these nine fans? Isn't it the most awful thing that ever hap pened to any one? who was ever mar ried to have nine fans unloaded on her? Dick If we get particularly hard up we might open a fan shop. Nine to be gin with wouldn't bo bad. Or, have a fan auction. How would I look as auc tioneer, Daisy? (stepping over behind a table on which wedding presents are strewn and beating on it with a fancy berry spoon). How much am I offered for this handsome fan? Heal Cloisonne, warranted npt to come out in the wash! Onco owned by the Empress Josephine, who used it until ahe thought it pro duced a coolness between her and Na poleon. A child can handle It. Come, ladles and .gentlemen, make your bids : what is home without a fan? Daisy Dick, darling, don't be ab surd. Of course, wo couldn't sell or auction the fans, but I have a glorious STEEL KING, PHILANTHROPIST, AND HIS FRENDS & streets, and there was much speculation as to whether the trees would live. All uncertainty has now long been at an end, however; the trees took root ex actly as Mr. Carnegie hoped and expect ed, and will soon be as spreading and stately as if they had never been trans planted. Famous Discussions With Clergymen In New York Mr. Carnegie is enter tained extensively, mostly at private din ner parties, of which he Is very fond, and at wnich he likes to be the central figure He does not iof ten appear at formal public dinners. Frequently he meets clergymen of emi nence at the dinner parties he attends, and sometimes his discussions with them are pretty sharp. On one occasion he ex plained his views on the origin of prayer, saying that in the beginning men prayed to the sun, and that the present human conception of the Deity is largely a mat ter of growth, of evolution. He elabo rated his notions along this line till a well-known divine who was present with drew rather than continue the conversa tion. Numberless Incidents of this kind are passed around among those who often meet the stcelmaster. It is things like this, undoubtedly, that have given rise to the oft-repeated state ments that his unbelief Is strong enough to be termed atheistic His liberality to ward those churches, hundreds In number, to which he has given organs, on both sides of the water. Is urged by his friends as a sufficient refutation of the charge of atheism. It was some years after he be gan giving, though, before he would give to churches, and his gifts to colleges and universities are also all of comparatively recent date. Getting Institute's Plans by Special Wire. One of Mr. Carnegie's most talked-of traits is his desire to have whatever Is done for him done in a hurry. This was Impressed most forcibly upon a trustee of the Drexel Institutg in Philadelphia some years ago. The Pittsburg Carnegie Institute was then in course of development. Mr. Carnegie had vague ideas only as to the scope he wished to give the Industrial school to be connected with the institute, but he knew that the Drexel Institute was a success, and decided to model the Industrial department of the Pittsburg Institute upon its plan; So he sent a clover commissioner to Philadelphia to secure the plan, with instructions to have its outlines in Pittsburg within 24 hours. .For hours after his arrival In Philadel phia the Carnogie commissioner sought some one from whom the information could be obtained, but in vain, it seemed that everyone high in the management of "Drexel" was ill. or out or town, or too deeply engaged in some personal pursuit to answer the Carnegie queries. Late in the day. however, he discovered one trustee who had the information and was willing to give it up. "I will help you with pleasure," said the trustee, "if you will call In a few days I will have the data at your com mand." - "In a few days!" exclaimed the Car negie commissioner, in consternation; "I cannot wait one day. I must have the information this evening." "But I have an engagement-this eve ning." "Take dinner with me. at my hotel, then." urged the commissioner. "I have a - - - . . . " . . .. . ......... . mm mmm. idea. In about a year, when people have forgotten our presents, I will give a luncheon and use the fans as favors. There will be nine covers and each guest will have a different fan at her place. Isn't that a positive inspiration? DJck Great head, my dear, only you must be careful not to ask any of the donors of the fans. That would give away your little game. Daisy Dick, how clever you are! I never thought of that, do you know, and as likely as not I should have asked the very nine women who gave the fans. Wouldn't that have been the most awful sell? But I te.ll you what rildo. I will write the names on slips of paper and put them in each box, then Til remember, for, of course, in a year we will forget all about our wedding presents ourselves and who gave them. Dick Do you think much of this cut glass giraffe? Daisy (gently) Caraffe. Dick Oh, Is that it? I was under the impression it got Its name from the shape of Its neck. Well, anyway, what do you think of It? Is it real cut or fake? Daisy I'm Inclined to think It's fake or domestic cut. which amounts to the same thing. I forgot whether the real kind ought to have a star on the bottom or not. This one has, but until I learn more about the star I shan't be able to judge. The minister's wife sent It. and wasn't it the meanest thing of her? It came ha a box without a name! So we couldn't change it If we wanted to. I think it really the most inconsiderate thing of people to send wedding presents in un marked boxes! As If you could run all over town Inquiring If the thing came from there! Dick Not half so mean as putting them in boxes they didn't come In, as Billy Jackson did, and then giving us the mor tification of marching Into Tiffany's with carriage waiting, and we can talk as we eat. I will keep the carriage and send you in It wherever you wish to go after we have finished. Mr. Carnegie cannot wait." So, consenting, the trustee was whisked away to the hotel of the commissioner, who occupied a handsome suit of rooms. In a short time dinner was served In the largest of them. Meanwhile the commis sioner had begun to put his queries, and to the trustee's great surprise, all his answers were duly taken down, in short hand, by an assistant commissioner, who emerged from a smaller room. Much Astonished Drexel Trustee. As soon as the meal began the assist ant disappeared, and presently a familiar clicking was heard. The assistant com missioner was writing out his notes on a typewriter. Before the meal was fin ished another sort of clicking was heard. A telegraph operator, whose Instrument was connected with a wire specially leased by Mr. Carnegie for the occasion, was sending the details of the Drexel In stitute's organization and working plan to Pittsburg. To the astonished trustee the commis sioner made explanation that Mr. Car negie was then awaUing the matter at the other end of the line, where he pur posed having it put into shape that night for consideration . on the morrow by tho board of trustees that was to take charge of the proposed Pittsburg school. The Philadelphia trustee was so over whelmed with the hustling qualities of the commissioner and the thoroughness with which he had prepared to dispatch the details of the plan, that he gave up more time than he could well afford and was late in filling his engagement. But the commissioner was as good as his word. He sent the trustee away in his carriage and got him to his destination at the earliest possible noment. Interesting Eccentricities. Mr. Carnegie is not without his eccen tricitiesfew men are and stories of some of them are told occasionally to support the notion that he has a personal streak of penuriousness In certain direc tions. - Thus in England, where the smallest banknotes arc of five pound value, one's spending money Is all in coin. Because Mr. Carnegie carried his in a purse, and not loose in his pocket, as most well-to-do Britons do, some one rushed Into print and said Carnegie was probably too economical In his per sonal expenditure. T. P. O'Connor, editor of "Mainly About People," took up the cudgels seriously lh the steel master's behalf, and declared that. In his opinion. Carnegie was only methodical. Another story, told In London, though I have never seen It in print, haa it that in going from the British metropolis on a trip to an Interior part of England he met,- while stretching his legs at one of the stations, a friend who had grown wealthy through Mr. Carnegie's tips and suggestions on the condition of the steel market Carnegie was riding In a third class carriage. "Good God. -Mr. Carnegie!" exclaimed the newly rich Englishman, who had a private first-class compartment to him self, "what do you mean by riding In that cattle car? Share my compartment with me." "Cattle are not to be despised." said Carnegie, as be dodged Into his third-class compartment. While Mr. .Carnegie selects bis intimates .something that came from Fourteenth street and suavely asking the clerk to change it for a bronze bust. Jove! that's the blackguard trick! Daisy It Is, indeed, and It was one of your friends who perpetrated It. I hope you will drop Billy Jackson from your list, and, above all, never bring him home to dinner. 1 never liked the man, anyway. Dick Poor old Billy! He'll get a plated oyster fork from me when he persuades that lank, red-haired girl to have him. I know that. Daisy Dick, dear, what do you think of books for a wedding present? As If we were children at school! The 3rownlng's Dove Letters" ugh! as if we needed a leaf out of any ono else's' book on that subject! I haven't looked into the pages yet, but I venture to say Miss Browning was it she who was Miss Browning or he that was Mr. Browning? I declare I never can remember never wrote a letter In her life that could" touch that one of yours, you remember It? beginning "My onllest, own one," you know I never can live without thee!" now that was a let terbut, Dick (very seriously) Dick Yes, my dear? Daisy I do hope they will never publish our love letters! Wouldn't It be just awful? Those I wrote you in baby talk were never meant for publication. Oh, promise me, Dick, you will never let any one publish my letters and perhaps have them bound In green and gold and sent to some one else for a wedding present! Dick I promise. Daisy. -They shall never get them save over my dead body. Daisy That's just It, Dick! That's when they would get them! Oh. promise me, on your honor, you won't let them have my letters over your dead hody! Dick My dear girl, do be reasonable. How can I promise anything over my dead body? But I really don't think you In these days of ease from among the In tellectual class mostly, he Is still a good mixer, as the third-class carriage story shows. He etlll has a temper, too, and when it is aroused he expresses himself with vigor and emphasis. Both points are Illustrated In this steamship anecdote, told by a member of tho smoking-room coterie of an Atlantic liner, on one of the famous library founder's recent voyages: Mr. Carnegie invariably hires the cost liest suite on the steamer. He delights, nevertheless. In -visiting the smoking room, conversing with his fellow-voyagers and watching the various games, In progress there. One stormy night a rather fresh and decidedly self-important drum mer was playing cards In the .smoking room with his overcoat and hat on. He was boasting of his love of fresh air, and, to emphasize the same, Insisted on keep ing "both the deck doors open. After a while. Mr. Carnegie rose and closed one of the doors, as the room was steadily growing colder. The drummer immedi ately opened It Carnegie rang for a steward and requested that he close the door. "You belong In the ladles' cabin," ex claimed the angry traveling man. "You don't want to forget that you're not the owner of this place, and that this Isn't your home." t "No," replied Carnegie, mad all over. "I am perfectly aware It Is not my home; If It was Pd have you thrown out." Perhaps this is as good a place as any to interject a Carnegie story which has Just been told as a new one from Scot land. While he was considering the advisa bility of going in for golf on his Scottish estate he consulted his Scot friend, a baillle of Edinburgh. "Take up th game be all means, Malst er Carnegie. Yer not too auld, mon. It wud add tea years still yer life," added the baillle. who was an enthusiastic golf er himself. "Indeed," said Mri Carnegie, "that would be worth while: if you will guar antee that golf will add ten years to my life, I'll make you a present of 500, 000." "Ah, weel." replied the canny magis trate, who was a man of moderate means, "I canna Just do that, but I'll tell you what Til do; fix -up your, links, mon, an Til play ye for the fl' hundred thousand poonds." Steel Master Busy Even in Retire ment. Mr. Carnegie is one of the busiest men going, even In retirement; at least he keeps himself constantly occupied.' and he orders his hours as methodically as evcrjhe did when, making steeL When in Scotland, at Sklbo Castle, he entertains extensively, and when his vis I tors are not (taking his attention, he has much to do In the way of supervising the big estate and planning improvements. He devotes more hours toTeading in New York probably than in Scotland, for ho Is rarely there except In Summer, when all outdoors beckons him to enjoy its de lights; " ' He has- the dfsllke for athtetics, as such, and for mere brawn and muscle, which is common to many men of slight physique, yet he is a great golfer, having taken the Edinburgh baillio's advice, as the daily press has often told. -In Scot land he plays on his own links, of course. In this country he frequents St An drew's links, near Tarry town. X. Y-apd there ho owns a "gol&ne box" really a need fear. We'll probably never get quite such big guys as the Brownings,, and they won't want our letters. Daisy Oh, do you really think that? It's a great load off my mind! But to change the subject, this came for you today from that lawyer man you used to know a sliver shaving mug. Dick Ob, I say, that's pretty nice, isn't it? A real good-looking mug. It was uncommon decent of. old Forbes. I'll write him on our wedding trip. Nice pat tern, don't you think? Daisy Of course we'll cnange it. Dick (in surprise) Change it? What, change this? Daisy Certainly. What use , would a shaving mug be to me? We'll exchange it for a piece of 'bureau silver a hairpin tray or a salve box. f Dick (ruefully) That would be delight ful, of course, but' I don't see exactly where I'd come in in a hairpin tray or a salve box. Daisy Dick, don't be selfish, and on the very eve of our wedding, too! Dick Oh, of" course not, old girl, but -If It's all the same to you, I'll keep this mug I like the patternr ril buy you a hairpin tray or a salve box on our first anniversary. Daisy Oh, very well, if you want to act like that! Dick Come, now, darling, don't let's get scrapping over our wedding presents. They're a pretty decent lot, taken as a bunch, and I suppose we ought to feel grateful even if no one did send us an automobile or a diamond necklace, Daisy Grateful over a lot of things we don't want! I don't see the smallest necessity. Dick Yes. but think of the fun we'll have changing them when we come back! That is the real ' pleasure of wedding presents, as you've said yourself many times. 135,000 residence which he occupies for days sometimes in the late Fall. Consideration of the many requests for library buildings from cities and towns located in the uttermost parts of the earth naturally occupies some of his time, and h& sets apart certain days when he- and his secretary, a Scot, of course, do little else but go over the ap plications. He receives a vast mass ot applications for other sorts of benefac tions, too, of course. It is said that the majority of the 200 to 400 letters he re ceives dally are miscellaneous begging letters, and as he has bo special charity commissioner, as John D. Rockefeller has, he gives much personal attention to them. Sometimes, but not often, the public gets an inkling of what may be termed Irregular requests for help that reach the Laird of Sklbo Castle. One, sent in by a brilliant newspaper leader writer some years ago, was for the establishment of a "Journalists' home." It was exploited widely in the press by friends of its originator, but Carnegie paid no attention to It, and most self-respecting newspa per men were, no doubt, glad he didn't. He was equally heedless of the sugges tion made by a New York newspaper that he build a lot of model tenement-houses in New York on the plan recently adopted by Henry Phlpps, though later he took it up in London. His own scheme to give heavily for the establishment of phonetic spelling has never been worked out. Wealth Probably Not Yet Much Shrunken WIBN Carnegie got his first "dividend check on his ' first investment, a few shares of Adams Express stock, he was little more than a boy. He showed the check to some of his young friends, as they were enjoying a Sunday stroll In the woods near Pittsburg. He Is fond of telling how he was Impressed by that check, and once he told It In print.' "Here," he said, "was money I had re ceived, without laboring for it. 'the Inter est on my capital. We 'all resolved that we must become capitalists, and several of these same boys- have since been as sociated with me in undertakings Involv ing large capital." Even should Mr. Carnegie succeed In dying poor, he will undoubtedly reserve a big slice of his fortune for his little daughter", Margaret, now. at the threshold of her teens. The steelmaster is devoted to her; he has deeded his New York mansion-to her, and he appears to be as anx ious to .shield her from, publicity as he- Is willing to allow the details of-gitt-givlng to be made known to ail the world. Por traits of himself and of Mrs. Carnegie, whom he married when he was In middle life, and pictures of his castle and his mansion, inside and out, are not hard to get, but no asthprlzed photograph of the little girl has ever been "given out Simple Life for Little Miss Carnegie. This ' daughter of a veritable steel Midas, who has- the distinction having kissed Edward VII. and .interested him In hcV doll-house. Is being brought up as simply as 'we are told the children of most kings and emperors are reared. She is especially discouraged in the Idea that she can spend nyney freely. Just for' pleasure, simply because her father has many millions. Ones recently, when she was out for aa Daisy (brightening) Yes, I suppose It .is. but we can't change any of those that are marked, and see how many of them are! I put them all together on this table. See, everything here means not changeable, and half the small silver is here. Dick By Jove, that is bad! But we could melt it all. down some time and get the price of the brick. There are always ways- to the Ingenious mind, my dear, even in marked wedding presents. Daisy But what of marked-down ones? Do you see this filigree vasa? I saw them reduced to half price at Jonnemekers last week. This Barham box didn't de ceive me. Is there any way "out of that? Dick Oh. I say now, who played such a scurvy trick? Daisy (maliciously) That old sweet heart of yours. Miss Ketch um, or Miss Catsup, or whatever her name Is. Dick. You don't mean It! After all my kindness to her, too! Daisy Yes, I do, and now you see tho kind she Is! No need of keeping up her acquaintance any longer. Dick Poor old Flossie! She used to be more generous. ' Daisy Dick. I wi3h you wouldn't call that person Flossie such a ridiculous name for a woman of her age sounds ex actly like a Skye terrier. Dick (reflectively) There was a time when she gave silver-backed military bnishes and gold-mounted umbrellas. Daisy Well, perhaps if you'd married her Instead of me she might be giving them yet. And it isn't too late, Mr. Wel lington. If you wish to back out. True, the cards are out, but there are still about twenty hours before our wedding, and If you would like to change your mind and marry your Flossie Dick Daisy, my sweetheart! Why, you're not going to get jealous of a fili gree vase, are you? airing with her governess, little Margaret saw a flower-stand and asked permission to buy a bunch of violets. The governess would not hear of it. When the child re turned to the house she tearfully poured the tale of her Indignation at the gover ness Into her mother's ears. "What did you wish to buy the violets for?" asked "her mother. "To pin on my dress. They would look so pretty." "Governess was right, my dear," said tho mother. "It would not have been so bad to buy the pretty flowers and bring, them home and put In a vase of water, for then their life would have been pro longed, but it would have been a waste o money to buy them Just to pin on your dress." It is current gossip, today that he who was so impressed by that dividend check no longer bothers even to write out stubs for bis personal checks, so much of a cap italist has he become. Once Mrs. Car negie asked her husband to teach her how Bhe might make her check stubs agree with her bank-book balance. His reply was that it was hardly worth while, at least for him. "I never write out stubs at all," he told her. "I just write checks and get the money; that's alL Pm notvafraid of overdrawing my balance." Nor is there much danger that he will ever overdraw hl& balance, despite his announced disgust at the notion ofany man dying rich, and the millions he is giving away every year. Men who ought to know about it be lieve his income to be 520,000,000 a year (Frick placed it higher), and at that rate' his capital since 1901, when he sold out to the steel trust, would now be in creased by $80,000,000, had he not given any of it away. His own statement of his library gifts places their aggregate at something like $40,000,000. All his other gifts have not been more than $80,000,000, probably, and he had given millions of his library gifts away before ever he sold out. New York men of affairs think he Is Just about giving his income away every year, and that his capital has been very little encroached upon, if at alL -DEXTER MARSHALL. Queer Railroad Customs. "I have seen many queer things in rail road travel even in America." said a a mother should fee a source of Joy to all, but the suffering and danger incident to the ordeal makes its anticipation one of misery. Mother's Friend is the only remedy which relieves women of the great pain and danger of maternity; this hour which is dreaded as woman's severest trial is not only made painless, but all the danger is avoided by its use. Those who nse this remedy are no longer despondent or gloomy; nervousness, nausea and other distressing conditions" are overcome, the system is made ready for the coming- event, and the serious accidents so common to the critical hour are obviated by the use of Mother's IlAlfiAiklA Friend. "It is worth its weight in gold' HllIf1P says many who have used it. $i.ocK.per If Mlf lllwl cl bottle at drug stores. Book containing valuable information of interest to all women, will be sent to any address free upon application to Daisy Jealous f I? Why, I never knew" the meaning of the word In my life. Don't be ridiculous, Dick. But, all the same, I'd like you to invent a way of dispos ing of that nasty little marked-down glm crack. 'Dick Well. I'll tell you what I'll do-. I'll engage to find a way if you'll send back the chafing dish sent by your old beau. th Hv. TlavunnnrK Daisy Now, Dick, you are unreason able. Next to ypu Mr. Davenport is the most agreeable man in the world, and' I thought It very nice indeed of him to send me a wedding present after all that had happened. Dick Humph perhaps so, but all the same Pd' just as lief he hadn'-t I don't see why old sweethearts should send any thing, anyway Daisy (Interrupting) Unless it is marked-down filigree vases! Dick Oh, come, old girl; don't let's have any hard feelings and let bygones be bygones. I'll do away with Flossie's vase if you will keep the reverend's chafing dish out of sight,, and we might make a match of it between Flossie and the doctor. Daisy (positively) Dr. Davenport will never marry. Dick Flossie doesn't seem Inclined to, either. Daisy Well, Dick, I am- sorry to see you so disagreeable, and on the very eve of our wedding, too; but, leaving the -vase out, there are 253 real presents In this room and I am sure that ought to satisfy us, and no one could accuse us of any thing but appreciation and gratitude. There are people, you know, who find fault with and criticise everything that comes Into tho house. Thank heaven, we are not that kind! Curtain. CONTINUED FROM PAGE 32. WWW traveling bridge engineer the other day. "but the queerest thing in a small way was what I saw In Bosnia a few months ago. The train was full of all scrts of strange people Bosnian peasants, wrap ped In woolen coats with immense hoods and carrying enormous axes; handsome 4ark-eyed girls of the Harzegowina; children with garments decorated with silyer and gold coins and with their hair dyed red in many cases, and Mohamme dans with all the hair shaved from their heads, except for a single long hunch that hung down their backs from the middle of their shining skulls. "Just as we pulled Into the little valley station of Narenta the sun began to set, and In a moment all the Mohammedami were out of the cars and were squatting on the ground pulling off their shoes. The next thing we knews rugs were being spread and as many as could crowd on. a rug did so and began to pray, while the others waited for their turns. The con ductor and engineer of the train watted patiently till they were all through. I discovered that this was a regular cus tom in all the country, and soon became so accustomed to it that I paid no mora attention to it. Creating a New City. London Mall. On the northern bank of the Zambeslj in Northwestern Rhodesia, is the site of a city which does not exist. It Is named Livingstone; Its position is all carefully marked out, close to the "Victoria Falls, and building sites will be for sale there on the 23d of this month at "upset" prices of 50, 75 and 500, according to position. Plans of the township may now be obtained at the offices of the British South Africa Company, 2 London Wall buildings,. E. C, and It Is announced that sites on the south side of "Main Way"' will only be sold on conditionv.that -a building to the value of at leased 300' be erected within a year. Passing Strange. New Orleans Times-Democrat. How surprised Nature must have been: when she first saw man, to whom she had spread out Invitingly her plenteous wealth, pass it by to search for gold in the corners where she had stowed it away as. a thing of no importance! Every mother feels a great dread of the pain and danger attendant upon the most critical period nf rifr Tifi T?irm?Tirr Friend