THE SUNDAY OREOOXIAX, POBTLANI, JULY 9, 1903.
43
John Vance
NEW VOLUME OF VERSE FROM THE PEN OF
THE MAN WHO ANSWERED EDWIN MARQUAM
MONG distinguished Exposition vis
itors o the past "week has been
John Vance Cheney, poet and lit
terateur of distinction, formerly a resi
dent of the Pacific Coast. Mr. Cheney
came on with the librarians who have
been holding their annual conventions
here. Although he is now Identified with
Chicago, being head of the famous New
berry Library, he was for so long a. resi
dent of the Pacific Coast, and his at
tachments lie here so deeply that hia
many friends in this section like still to
think of him as a Westerner. Moreover,
Mr. Chancy himself plans again to take
up his residence in the Wont in the not
far distant future.
It is as a poet that Mr. Cheney has
achieved Ills widest fame. He began writ
ing 3-ears ago. when a lad living among
the Greon Mountains of Vermont.' He
found time to scribble verse when ho
taught school In Now England. He kept
it up when he began the study of law in
Massachusetts and later its practice In
New York. He was still writing when he
came out to the Coast and settled in San
Francisco. Here lie formed friendships
with Joaquin Miller, with Edwin Mark
ham, with the great geologist, John Mulr;
with Keith, the artist, and with other
men whose names nre famous. These gave
to him of the inspiration of their own
genius, and In California, Mr. Cheney
produced some of his best verse. During
his residence of 27 years thoro ho pub
lished six book's, all of which are now
out of print.
Poet of Optimism.
Mr. Cheney's verse has dealt with a
wide range of thought and of feeling. It
Is thoroughly optimistic in tone and mod
ern in all its sympathies. Nothing bet
ter shows this than his "reply" to Mark
ham's "The Man With the Hoe." As
may be remembered by many readers of
The Oregonian. "The Man With the Hoe" :
was first published in a San Francisco i
daily paper. It was copied all over the j
country, and its author, from being a j
humble schoolmaster, soon sprang into
fame as a poet. Mr. Cheney, with the j
liberty of long and close friendship, wrote
to Markham criticising the sentiment of
his poem. At the samo time. In contro
version of that sentiment, he inclosed
some hastily-written lines of his own
which he felt more truly expressed the
sentiment with which human toil should
be regarded.
Writes a Prize Poem.
It was not long after this that the la to
Colls P. Huntington, through the columns
of the New York Sun, offered a prize of
$00 for a poem that should controvert
"The Man With the Hoe." Mr. Cheney
then wrote to Markham requesting the
return o,f the rough lines, saying he would
polish them up and submit them in the
competition. Jatcr, he went to New
York, and. in company with Mr. Mark
am, visited the office of the Sun and gavo
his poom Into the hands of the editor.
Edmund Clarence Stcdman. Thomas Bai
ley Aldrich and Mr. Dana, of the Sun,
were the committee to decide on tha
merits of the )Kems. and they voted the
prize to Mr. Cheney. This fact is of
present interest to Portlanders because
Millet's painting which inspired both
Markham's masterpiece and Mr. Cheney's
reply to it is now hanging in one of the
Exposition art galleries.
New Collection.
The 'Reply" will be the leading poom
in a volume of verse by Mr. Cheney which
is to bo brought out in the early Fall by
a Boston publishing house. This volume
is divided, into three parts, the first a
triology, the second a collection grouped
under the title, "The Heart of Man."
and the third a collection headed "The
Heart of Nature." The captious of the
triology are; "Freedom." "The Gold of
Havllah" (addreseod to the rich man),
and "The Hyssop in the Wall" (to the
poor man).
In these collections are to be found the
choicest of the many poems of the author
that have appeared in the Atlantic
Monthly. Harper's, the Century and oth
er leading magazines. Aside from the
stray verses that may be found every
month in some magazine, none of Mr.
Personal Recollections of John Li Sullivan
Likewise Running: Comment on Current Hosing Events and Boxers, Together With Mean Talk.
THERE was a great blowing of Her
bert Slade's lazoo when the Maori
half-breed was imported to give me
the lullaby. A gent in Now York who
was scraping the earth with a fine-tooth
comb to get a man to lick me, was the
cause of taking Slade from his happy
homo in Australia and wo met in Madi
son Square Garden, New York, in August,
1S83.
"This is tho time the wind comes out
of your sails, and you'll go back to Bos
ton in an icebox," wa.s one of the mes
sages handed to me by the gent referred
to. That was before tsking Slade on.
There was a crowd there to make your
head swim. Slade looked fit for his part,
with 6 feet 1 Inches, carrying 216 pounds
of beef. He could handle himself well,
knew how to box, and entered the ring
cock-sure of doing me up. Ho looked as
good as any man I ever faced, and the
crowd was ready to see assault-and-bat-tery.
rough-house, explosions, and so
forth.
In the first round, after sparring a fow
seconds, I felt for him with a smash full
in the face, following it up with another
in the neck. Then I floored him with an
other. When he got up, we met like a
couple of bulls, and I handed him a punch
that smashed him through the ropes ami
off the platform, head first Into tho crowd.
In tho second round, I walloped him all
over tho ring. The third round was short
and Slade was down and out.
Captain Williams, with his famous sldc
whlskcrs. led his police into the ring to
stop the fight, but there wasn't any fight
to stop, the Importation being busy
dreaming of home. 1 afterwards took
Slade In my party on a tour of the coun
try. He stayed with us till we struck
Utah, where he joined the Mormons, and
he's there yet, I guess.
Why lie Broke Jack Hogan's Xosc.
Jack Hognn, of Providence, was one of
the fow-and-far-between men to knock me
down in a bout. I have already told how
I ran into his fist, but I didn't explain Just
why Jack got the chance to get me oft
my guard. It was very early In my ca
reer, when 1 had few friends to open the
way for mo to exhibit my punch, and it
wasn't easy to butt into the game. Hear
ing that there wore boxing matches pulled
off every week in the Theater Comlque
in Providence. I got Billy Mahoney to give
me a letter of Introduction to Derils
O'Reilly, a man of prominence in that
city. Mr, O'Reilly was as good a sport
and as fine a gentleman as his namesake,
Boyle O'Reilly, of Boston..
I found Mr. O'Reilly In a big dry goods
store in Providence, where he was man
ager. Pushing my letter at him, I asked
him to heJ-me set an engagement. That
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Cheney's poems are to be bought. All
are out of print and the fortlicoming vol
ume will be the more heartily welcomed
therefor. Mr. Cheney contemplates pub
lishing a second volume next year. As
showing Mr. Cheney's happy combination
of philosophy, ethics and charm of lit
erary expression, three short selections
of verse from the forthcoming volume
are subjoined:
It EST.
When of thin flurry iWom shalt have thy All.
The thing theu seeiiet. It will seek thee
then:
The hnavons repeat themselves la waters
still
And in the faces f oentonied men.
The flowors are loved, the weeds are spurned.
But ?wf tfiem hath the suns are burned;
And when, at hist, the)- fall the day.
The long ntsht folds them alt away.
'
THE LOST SOVU
A lone until ramt to IIenvn' hard gate,
Iw at the warder's feet she fell;
SulMng. she mM hf had not kwcked so late
But for the many roads to Hell.
Straktag hor .hwd. unmothered head,
Xp spoke the coori M warder Krey:
'"ThlR chltd. to- fair. hlKh hp let her be led.
Past thera that never lost the way."
Mr. Cheney can be facetious as well as
serious. Witness the following lines ad
dressed to the 'bashful rattlesnake" of
which John Mulr had told him a story:
FRIEND OPHIDIAN.
Cylindrical thing
Without leg. without wins.
Glazed membrane stuffed with met Ion,
Give car to a heretic's notion.
The fact that you crawl
Is ne reason at all
Kor sHfnt accusing
And heed-pan braising;
A walk or a glide.
A stride or a slide,
A trip or a slip.
A skate or a skip--
Any one of the eight, ell the same to me.
Sly. Jndla-rubber iniquity!
Mr. Cheney Is a living refutation of the
1 evening he took me to the manager of the
I theater and 1 was put -on through Mr.
O'Reilly's influence. That was a real
I start for me, and I owe a great deal to J
! O'Reilly, for he was a friend when 1 j
' needed one. He had a better Idea of what '
i 1 could do than any of th others, and al- '
though Hogan was the champion of Prov
idence ami the best man they had down !
there. O'Reilly asked me to go easy with I
him. Everybody else thought I was a j
cinch for Hogan. J
When I ran Into Hogan's fist and was 1
knocked down, I forgot my promise to
O'Reilly ami smashed Jack on the nose,
sending him Into the wings of the stage.
O'Reilly came over to me and reminded
me that I lad promised to bo easy, and
after that we finished the bout in a
light way. We looked at Hogan's nose
after the bout and found it was broken.
I felt sorry that I had been so strenuous,
as Jack was a good fclkw. and me and
O'Reilly took him In a hack to Dr. Gardi
ner's office, where the bum beak was set
and put In a piaster cast.
"You've got a terrible punch, young fel
low," said Mr. O'Reilly, after we had got
Jack safely at home, "and all you need
to be the best fighter living is to loarn
1hw to deliver It before the other fellow
connects. You look to me like a coming
chamjrton." I never forgot Denis O'Reil
ly's kindness and encouragement, and I
won't."
Stinging of the Frisco Sports.
The San Francisco sports have been
stung oftencr than any bunch in tho land,
but they seem to like it. They got It
pushed into them by Britt, who Is playing
hop-scotch with Nelson, and they seem to
get the worst stings from boxers that
are native to their soil. In tho East, a
battle In San Francisco is expected to be
a get-rich-quick Job. The sports who pay
to see fights on the Coast arc the best
ever, free spenders, willing to pay for the I
best there is. yet getting the hlnky-dlnk
over and over again.
Between playing politics to get licenses,
tylng'clastlos on forfeits drawing articles
that can be read any old way, and gen
eral joshing of the public, the game In
San Francisco Is going to the bad. and
unless the sport is made right. I'll bet
the rings will shut up for good when the
present two-year limit is up. Unless
things better. I may turn promoter my
self and show them. I'm out on the
Coast .and I have the chance to set things
as they ought to be. John L. Sulllfan's
name over a fight-shop ought to be a
guarantee that only real goods would be
delivered. A chap who has made more
money than he knows how to spend has
offered me a chanco to open up such a
place it I will settle out here, and after
my meeting with Mitchell. I may give
the gamble a whirl. If I do. there'll be
chalk-line work or the fighter.? will have
to meet me outside of the ring, without
gloves and with no bell to save them. I
ow.e a good deal to the square men on the
and Literateur
CltEXEV.
old theory that a man who could write
good poetry could do little else of value,
and must needs be a fiat failure In prac
tical business affairs. Like Stcadman,
tho banker-poet, like John Hay, the
statesman and literateur. Mr. Cheney is
both poet and man of affairs. For tho
last seven years he has. shaped the growth
of one of tho great libraries of this coun
try and. directed all its internal organi
zation. For several years he was libra
rian of tho free public library in San
Francisco, and it was from that position
that he was called to Chicago upon the
death of Mr. Poole, first librarian of the
Newberry. Tho founders of this institu
tion planned to make it one of the great
est libraries not only of America but of
the world. The present building, beauti
ful and Imposing as It is, though it can
well hold a million volumes, is only one
quarter of the structure as It will stand
when completed. Its collection of books
embraces those on. pll subjects other than
pure science, books of this class being
found in the John Crcrar Library in Chi
cago. The Newberry Library is a ref
erence collection, no books from It being
allowed to circulate.
Mr. Cheney goes from Portland to San
Francisco, where he will visit Joaquin
Miller and other old friends. He will go
to Oakland to sco his daughter, whose
home Is there, and he will take some
long horseback rides to revisit his favor
ite old-time haunts. Mr. Cheney is a
musician and in early life taught music
In the midst of his busy life, his working
days devoted to his library, his holidays
and spare moments to writing verse, ho
still finds time to "keep in practice" on
tho piano, and his day usually ends with
the gentle rhythm of a barcarolle, the full
harmonic of some Wagnerian strain or
the quietly brilliant notes of a sonata
played for the appreciative audiences
gathered at his fireside.
Coast, and I don't know any better way
to even up with them than to give them
something for the money they pay, even
If the grafters would object to my but
ting into their mint.
New l-'ramc-Up for Battling Nelson.
The latest frame-up for the 'Frisco
sports Is the Brltt-Kld Sullivan match.
It's a plain duck on the part of Britt to
pass up Nelson. Al Herford has plucked
the Kid from his Baltimore-Washington
Incubator, and what do you think will
happen when this go comes oft on the
ISth? As a side-play. Al. when Nelson
Is on the way West, challenges him on
behalf of Gans. They're playing Nelson,
going and coming. Gans made the trip
from Baltimore with Herford and the
Kid.
Al is certainly a groat general, but
this time he may have made a slip that
will put Britt on the bum. Hereford
doesn't care about that, as they arc all
fish for him. He kept Gans in "the dark
(no pun) when Nelson was handy to Bal
timore, but when he's on the train West
he lets loose the defl.
As Nelson Is willing to take on tho
chocolate Gans at 133 pounds, and as
Gans Is called the champion at this
weight, and as Nelson ought to win
out, where will Britt be at when the
win Is recorded for the Battler? Britt
will bo living In the last house In Bad
alley, and instead of Nelson chasing
him for a ccrap. the Callfornian will
have to get a reputation before the
Dane needs to look at him.
What a bird Herford Is to be able to
play norse with tho 'Frisco sports the
way ne does! Tho thing that would
help put an end to all these frosts on
the public would-be a return to finish
lights, and all men Interested In honest
boxing should help this along. In finish
tights, my opinion Is that tho Dano
could go right down tho line and store
away about everything of his weight.
Some dope I gavo out in these articlos
about Fltz has come true. The slump of
his matcn with Mike Schreck didn't
surprise yours truly, for Fltz may have
come to. my way or tninklng. that
Schjrock would be too much for hlra. I
said tnat if this go was pulled off, it
might show that Fltz was an old pitch
er that had gone to the well onco too
many. His Freckles thought so. for al
though you can hear him yelling, "At
tempted robbery." and that it was an
other Job to Wyntt Earp him, he hasn't
convinced mo that the fight promoters
at Salt Lake City are a band of pick
pockets. There was plenty of room for
Fltz to fight out there If he had the
right kind of wallop along, but the
honest blacksmith has grown conserva
tive since George Gardner gave him
those 20 weary rounds.
Aaaifaw SUMS I made on Fltz waenjjrhe schoolroom of Nature I lo 'Jts isi.
he refused, a couple of months ago, to
fight me, was that he would yet be
daring- Corbett to get back into the
ring- with him. I was only teasing- when
I shofthat at him, but, by Jingo, he has
done that very same. Of course, he
knows, there Isn't money enough out of
the ground to get the Pompadour Has
Been Into a real fight, and the gentle
man promptly told him so. If Fltz
would agree to do a turn like that Kid
McCoy frazzle, the gentleman would be
willing, but for real busienss. not for
him. Fits knows all this, and I'm sorry
to see a square fighter like him peter
ing out as a long-distance conversa
tionalist. If Fltz keeps hopping back, it
wouldn't surprise me to see hlra under
the management of Billy Brady, giving
physical culture lectures to young
ladles' seminaries, with Jeff posing as a
terrible example of what too much
chcstlness will do when It goes to the
place where Fltz wears his toupee.
Yours truly. JOHN L. SULLIVAN.
Bad Whisky Brings
on Heart Disease
Strrnuomi I,lvlng, Strata of
Mind, and Rheumatism Are Also
Contributing Cause.
AD whlcky, rheumatism, mental
strain and high living are among
the leading causes of heart dis
ease." says Dr. Henry P. Loomls, of New
York. "It Is easier, however, to admit a
tremendous increase in tho number of
deaths- from heart dlscaso than to point
out any one reason for tho Increase.
"Here, for Instance, Is a chart sent out
by the Health Board, which illustrates
the steady Increase In mortality from
heart disease in this city since 1SSS, and
it includes a table of figures of deaths
resulting from Brighfo disease and heart
disease combined."
This table rfiowed that 'In 1S6S 13 per
sons out of every 10,000 died from the
causes named. In 1S01 the proportion had
Jumped up to 30 in every 10,000, or more
than double.
"There aro cases of heart disease which
aro not complicated with Bright's dis
ease." continued Dr. Loomls, "but it Is
not often that a sufferer from Bright's
disease is free from heart trouble.
"Many capes of heart disease are di
rectly traceable to mental strain and. high
living, the heart being Indirectly affected
through other organa
"In nine cases out of ten well, no.
that's putting It too strongly, perhaps
I would say rather that tho majority of
the cases of heart disease which come
under my notice are due to rheumatism in
many forms.
"Heart disease Is not an aIlmcntvcori-
fined to any one class. It Is fatal alike
to rich and poor. Persons with a ten
dency to rheumatism, who are subject to
frequent attacks of rheumatism, do much
harm often by fighting the attacks, in
stead of giving up to them.'
Says Patient Should Rest.
"How give up to them?" the doctor was
asked.
"By going to bed at once and staying
there till the disease yields, by avoiding
cxposuro and remaining In an even tem
peraturc. Naturally; the shorter the at
tack the less strain thcro is on the heart.
"Certain forms of throat trouble com
mon to children are indicative of rheu
matism, and they should be treated ac
cordinglythat is, the patient should ob
serve afterward the proper precautions.
It is safer for person inclined to rheu
matism to wear flannels the year around
and use every preventive to stave off at
tacks of th) dlieaiv If ho wants Jo keep
h! heart to'good- -forking oicer. .
t is true, o course, that one, may
have heart dlscare and yet not bo af
flicted with rheumatism, and vice versa.
speaKing generally. I would say that In
case of the rich, I believe that rich food
and lack of proper exercise, execsaive
drinking and a persistent mental strain
are the main causes for heart dlseam.
"The strenuous life plus- mental anxi
ety is In thoso dayo almost irrevocably
associated with the upper classes. I don't
think, though, that there is any increase
in drinking, among tho rich; In fact. I be
lieve Just the reverse, and the rich mnn
has this- In his favor he. at least, can
drink good liquor when ho drinks at all.
"With the poorer elapses it is different.
Tho great nrmy of mechanics', drivers
and laborers who work out of doors are
moro or less a prey to heart dlsca not
only because of prolonged exposure, which
fosters ills which In turn weaken tho
heart, but because of tho drinking habit,
which Is often acquired in consequence
of this exposure.
Exposure and Drinking-.
"I have known men who thought they
must take from ten to 15 drinks of whis
ky a day to minimize the bad effects of
exposure, and who could hardly be per
suaded to the contrary- Now, even If
the whisky they drank was of good qual
ity, the results would bo bad, very bad.
but when a man continues day after day.
as many a one does, to pour down his
throat the most adulterated stuff In the
market, his finish Is not far off. His
heart is bound to give out.
"I am heartily In favor of BLhop Pot
ter's saloon plan to this extent: Give the
poor as well as the rich man pure liquor.
If he murt and will drink, let him havo a
brand of whisky which will do him the
least harm.
"Worry, (ret, hurry and rheumatism."
Is the way Dr.- Darlington, of the New
York Ileilth Board, checked off tho
causes for heart disease.
"So far." said he. "the simple life has
not become the fashion, and, as a conse
quence, the hearts- of most people have to
work overtime. Hurry Is bad, but not
nearly so fatal as worry and fret to a
weak heart.
"'Don't run and 'avoid rheumatism
are among the health recipes which ousht
to bo first considered by the man or
woman who wants his or her heart to
keep on ticking normally for three score
and ten years or longer. It Is safe to my
that a person of temperate habits In eat
ing and drinking who takes six or olsht
hours sleep out of the 24 and tome exer
cise afoot in the open air every day. and
who absolutely refuses to worry and fret
over his business or anything else, will
never die of heart dlseas?." Washington
Post.
Vncation Sons.
Omaha Bee.
1 have clo?d my bookp and hidden my lat.
And thrown my catehel across the sate.
My chool la out for a season of rest.
And now for the school room I love the best.
My fehool room lies on the meadow wld.
"Where under the clover the sunbeam hide.
Where the lonp v!ns cling to the moFiy bars.
And the dalrlex twinkle- like fallen .stars.
Where cluster of buttercups gild the scene.
Like showers of sold dust thrown over tho
RTeon.
And the wind's flying footsteps are traced
as they pars.
Br the dance of the sorrel and the dip of
the crass.
My lessons are written In clouds and trees.
And no one whispers except the breeze.
Who sometimes blows, from a secret place.
A stray, sweet blossom against my face.
My school bell rlass In the rippling stream
Which hides Itself, like a schoolboy's dream.
Under the shadow and out of sight.
But laughing still for Its own delight.
My schoolmates there are the birds and bees.
And the yaucr squirrel, more dull than these.
For he on!r learns In all the weeks.
How many chestnuts will nil his cheeks.
O come! O come, or we shall be la.".
And Autumn will fasten the golden jrate.
Shades of the Fathers at the, .National Capitol
THE AUTHOR FAILS TO RECOGNIZE WASHINGTON, JEFFERSON
AND ADAMS IN MODERN GARB BY FREDERIDK UPHAM ADAMS
(Coprright. IPGS, br McClur. Phillips & Co.)
(IXTnODCCTIOX The Shades of Washing
ton. JetTerron and Samuel Adams are pictured
by this gifted Imaginative writer as- having
returned for a period to the country they
helped to establish. Late at night Xhty visit
the library of Smith, an author, and and him
la conversation with his friend Brown. Smith
lit a conservative, while Brown Is a pro
nounced radical. A series of conferences fol
low. In which the leading topic Is the crowtli
of corporations and the Inequality of the
distribution of wealth. They then decide to
make a tour of Investigation of the country,
the Three Shaden agreeing to meet Smith and
Brown In Washington at & designated place
and time.
No articles written In recent years on eco
nomic topics have-attracted more attention or
aroused more comment and criticism than
these from the pen, of Mr. Adams.)
BROWN and. I Journeyed to Wash
ington a day in advance1 of tho
day set for our meeting with the
shades of the three distinguished pat
riots. It seemed a strange quest, but
we had no doubt that they would keep
their appointment. I confess that I
was possessed of a feeling of nervous
ness. If not of dread. While we bad
met these shades, ghosts or reincarna
tions I do not yet know how to desig
nate them properly and while we had
become moro or less accustomed to as
sociating with them In the night quiet
of my library, it was another and a far
different thing to go with, them on the
proposed tour of Investigation, and to
present them to the busy, practical, un
imaginative and careless world. Brown
and I discussed this matter as we sped
on our way through Philadelphia and
Baltimore and neared the National
Capitol. Wc always referred to them as
"They."
"If they appear In the same garb In
Washington and elsewhere as they did
to us In my library," I remarked, "they
will create the greatest sensation ever
experienced In this country."
"I doubt if .they will appear to others
as they did to us." said Brown.
"I certainly hope not."
"Why?"
"To tell you the truth." I replied.
after a "moment's hesitation, "my reason
is so selfish that it does me small credit.
but I may as well confess It. If they
make themselves known publicly I shall
no longer be the exclusive historian of
Jhelr sayings and movements. Since we
had little difficulty In recognizing them
I fall to see why others should not do
the same."
"There's no use of worrying about It."
laughed Brown. "I Imagine that they
will have no difficulty In preserving tho
secret of their Identity if they choose to
do so. and I will wager that- no one In
Washington will recognize them. I think
we have an entirely erroneous idea about
shades "or ghosts."
'-How so?"
"We assume that - they wander about
only at night and imagine that they are
always shadowy and illusive in their ap
pearancc. returned lirown. "Now we
know that those shades look as substan
tial as we do. When they get to talking
and, walking up and down the room I
forget that there Is anything unreal
about them. It is only when they mys
teriously appear and disappear that I
think of.thcm as not of this world. How
about you Smith?" .
BrS-fnnnXT expresse-)" "my sensations
wlth'Jnusual accuracy, and I told him so.
"If. shades visit this earth at times
and we know now that' they do," ob
served Brown, "why. sliould they prowl
about at night? The things which most
Interest them occur in the daytime. If"
"They probably do not care to be
aeen." I interrupted.
"How do you know that they do not
car to be seen?" Brown demanded.
"Wo know that we have seen the shades
of three men. and we saw them in a light
almost as bright as that of noon. How
do you know that you have not seen
hundreds and perhaps thousands of
shades? "Every day of your life when
you are In the city you meet armies of
persons you do not know. How can you
tell that all of them arc real? How do
you know that the stranger who passes
you on Broadway Is a man of flesh and
blood? Because he does not appear and
vanish before your eyes, how do you
know that He cannot do so If he chooses?"
"I cannot disprove It, but I do not be
lieve It," I said, smiling at Brown's
earnestness.
"Well. I do." responded Brown. "Even
In small villages where every Inhabitant
knows cverj other Inhabitant strangers
will be seen walking up and down the
streets and across the. pastures. No one
sees them come, and no one sees them
depart- Who are they?"
I was not In the mood to dispute or
even to discuss this strange and rather
Interesting theory of Brown's, and re
mained silent while he elaborated on it
to his heart's content. He Inststed that
there wero bad shades as well
as good ones, and declared that he had
no doubt that many of the street-car
brutes ami other offenders against com
mon decency were no more nor less than
"shades who had been given a vacation
by his satanlc majesty." This seemed
so much In harmony with the facts that
I was forced to admit Its possibility.
Our appointment with The Three was
at noon of the following clay, and we en
tered the Capitol Building and proceeded
to Statuary Hall several minutes before
the hour. There was more than the us
ual throng of visitors, most of whom
were evidently from the country districts
or the smaller towns. The coolness of
this famous hall was refreshing after
our' long climb from Pennsylvania ave
nue, nnd we stood for several minutes
content to watch those who gazed for
the first time, perhaps, at the marble
representations of the great historic
characters of our republic. The scene
was a familiar one to me. and Brown
had been there many times before, but
the spot now had new interest to us be
cause of the fact that the statues of
Washington. Jefferson and Samuel Adams
occupied conspicuous places. A guide
proffered his services, but we declined
them and walked slowly around the room,
pausing to study the faces of the three
great patriots as carved by the sculptors.
We were so engrossed In gazing at the
majestic figure of Thomas Jefferson that
we did not note the speeding of the min
utes. Brown suddenly looked at his
watch.
"It Is five minutes past twelve!" .he
exclaimed. "Where are they? Let's
look for them."
There were probably 50 persons In the
hall, ami we looked closely at each of
them as we walked around the broad
circle. It needed only a glance to con-
(. vlnce us that those we sought were not
present. I wns keenly disappointed, and
Brown shared In my feelings. We stood
near the center of the hall where we
could watch all who entered nnd left,
and again we looked searchlngly at the
various persons and -roups scattered
around the room, there were famlly
partles. simpering school girls, farmers
with bowed shoulders and calloused
hands, army veterans with empty
sleeves and other types such as one may
expect to see In one of Washington's
show places. A few feet from us were
three men. but It was so evident that
they were modern and real that we paid
only passing attention to them. Five
minutes passed, during which time neith
er Brown nor I said a word. Then my
friend broke the silence.
iU3 is tno cna or. una wild goosey
chase." he said, pulling at my sleeve and
starting for the west exit. "Come on.
Smith, let's go to the hotel, pay our
bill and take the next 'train back home."
"We may as well," I said, after hes
itating a minute. "I cannot understand
this. Is It possible that we can have
made a mistake In the date?"
"It was forenoon of today." replied
Brown as we walked slowly past the three
men I have before mentioned. "Jeffer
son made the appointment, and I heard
him as plain aa you can hear me now."
"You are right, Mr. Brown," said
the taller of the three men as he left
his companions and stood In front of
us. It. was tho reincarnated, modern
ized figure of Thomas Jefferson, but
ove!n then I did not recognize him!
Brown Insists that he did, but I shall
never forget tho expression- of aston
ishment on his face.
"Wo wero here promptly on the
stroke of 12," continued Jefferson, his
faco lighted with a smile wlIch indi
cated his enjoyment of the situation.
As ho spoke the others joined us, and
while I was vagculy conscious that
they were the shades of Washington
and Samuel Adam3. I found myself
struggling with another conviction to
the effect that we were the victims of
some strange coincidence. As I havo
already narrated, when these three
first presented themselves In my li
brary toora late that eventful night I
was Impressed by the fact that they
appeared In the guise of men In tho
prlmo of life, not as we are wont to
picture the Washington, Jefferson and
Adams In their declining years. They
were garbed that night In tho pictu
resque and long since discarded ap
parel of the age In which they lived,
and we were so familiar with their
faces and figures In that setting that
we nad no difficulty In recognizing
them. I claim to be fairly competent
to draw a word painting of a man or
a woman. It is a part of my trado,
but I despair of describing the three
figures which stood before us within
the shadow of the dome of the Capitol
building. Let me say at the outset
that they lost none of their dignity in
my eyes, and If anything I shall write
concerning their appearance leads to
any other conclusion such inference is
not warranted. I should have taken
Jefferson to be a prosperous, cultured
and brisk man of affairs, a banker,
manufacturer or merchant from somo
such city as Chicago. Pittsburg or New
Tork. His clothes were thoso worn by
men of good taste and ample means, and
were adapted to the warm and enervat
ing climate of Washington during the
Summer season. I noted the blue sergo
suit of light material, the negligee
shirt, tho low standing collar, the plain
scarf, the straw hat and mentally con
trasted the effect with that of the con
ventional Jefferson or Washington's
Cabinet, who on his return from France
was accounted the best-dressed man
In thi republic. In later years ho
went to the other extreme, but tho re
incarnated Jefferson who confronted us
did not look to bo more than 35 year3
of ago. The face was that of Jeffer
son, but there" are thousands now liv
ing who havo his type of features, and
you meet such men frequently without
once thinking of the author of the Dec
laration of Independence.
Washington looked tho well-to-do
farmer or. plantation owner who has
retired to broad acres after a military
training, ne was dressed in a suit
of dark material and wore the soft
slouch hat familiar to thoso who have
met the gentleman farmer of the South
and Southwest. I should have judged
him a man of 40. a man of splendid
physique, broad-shouldered, erect' and
Impressive of bearing. ' Our portraits
of him lead us to believe that his hair
was always gray or white, but the
Washington who greeted ua had red-
doctor, advising him to set his mind stead
fastly on one thing or the other.
"You can probably do fairly well both
as a doctor and as a writer, but you can
become noted in either line If your whole
attention" Is given to It," he said. "If I
were you I would take medicine for my
career. By the time you are of middle
age, or a little past, you can be well
enough off to retire. If you wish to. and
then you can begin on literature. Mean
while you will have accumulated such a
stock of experience and knowledge of hu
man nature In the profession that you
will be exceptionally equipped to write of
human life."
Young Mitchell didn't follow this advice
completely, for he wrote a few stories and
verses when In the 30s. but nobody knows
about them now, and he forsook llteraturo
entirely- for several years. His later
works. ill undertaken after he was past
S. have made him known to more people
than his achievements In medicine.
It was after the Civil War. during which
he made profound studies of gunshot
wounds and nervous shock, that he took
up the study of snake poison as a relaxa
tion. In order to do this, of course, he
either had to keep venomous snakes at
his office or spend some time In a region
where they aro common. The first of
these courses not being quite, feasible, ho
gave up two or three of his Summer vaca
tions to life in the rattlesnake districts
of Pennsylvania, gathering venom nnd
health at the same time, and returning to
his practice in the Fall almost as much
refreshed by his experiments with the
venom as by his general outdoor life.
Dr. Mitchell's vacation diversion Is ang
ling In Canadian waters.
Few men have the power of getting
practically all of their relaxation out of
change of occupation, but Frank H. Smith
the builder of seawalls and lighthouses,
succeeds admirably In doing so. In hl3
lino Frank H. Smith Is exceedingly well
known, though-you may not recognize him
by that name, but as F. Hopkinson Smith,
essayist, fiction writer, lecturer, painter
nnd elocutionist, the whole reading world
knows him.
This man glories in the fact that he can
spend a certain time dally In his business
office in the morning generally buying
supplies, making contracts and so on!
much of the afternoon at his studio paint
ings pictures, and. an hour just before
dinner, writing In his library at his house,
while in the evening he may fill an en
gagement to lecture or to read, and, as
he often tells IjIh friends, he gets the
relaxation which other men have to fight
for, out of every change of work. Mr.
Smith takes his vacations like other men,
and In their course has visited most
parts of the world worth visiting, but
he does some of his hardest work while on
his vacation traveling, as his published
books indicate.
W. D. Howella clears most of the cob
webs that get Into his brain when writing
by going out among the people and pick
ing up materlnl for more writing. When
he lived In New York he used to tramp
miles and miles of metropolitan streets
every day, preferring to walk ea3t ana
west across town mostly, because, as he
said, he could get more variety In a
shorter time that way than by following
the avenues which run north and south.
Social conditions In New York are ranged
in layers running north and couth, and a
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Continued From Page Forty.
disr.-brown hnlr, which was slightly
Inclined to curl. Instead of a sword
he carried a stout cane, and In place
of boots- or silk stockings he wore a
well-flitlng pair of modern shoes.
I could have guessed that Samuel
Adams was a college professor, or per
haps a clergyman of some such denom
ination as- Methodist or Baptist. He
had a couple of books under his arm,
and a package of papers or documents
protruded from an Inner pocket of nis
gray cpat. He looked Iiko a man who
had visited the Capitol for the pur
pose of collecting material fbr a lecture
or a sermon. I did not gather all of
these Impressions at the iriomeht of
our meeting. I was too astounded and
dazed to have a clenr idea of any
thing, and It was only after several
minutes had passed that I took occa
sion to study tho three at my leisure.
As Jefferson spoke he extended his
hand to' me. During all of our preced
ing Intercourse neither Brown nor I
had .attempted to touch oven tho gar
ments of our strange -visitors, though
now that I recall it. Brown in a mo
ment of forgctfulness was on tne point
of offering to shake hands with Jeffer
spn one midnight aa the clock sounded
the signal for their departure, but ho
checked himself In time, and was care
ful thereafter not to risk making so
glaring a contretemps. As Jefferson
held out his hand I hesitated and In
stinctively stepped back a pace, but
tho next Instant I regained my courago
and grasped what I presumed to bo
merely the Illusion of a hand. Posslbiy
it was an Illusion, but it had the feel
and tho muscle of a human being who
is enjoying unusual good health. I
do not pretend to explain it. and can
only suggest that since we know that
our eyes often deceive uj why is it not,
reasonable to assume that our sense of
feeling is equally unreliable? In our
dream.3 w-e see illusions, hear them arid
feel them. I take it that it Is no
more remarkable to sejj a shade or a
spirit than to touch one. Whether
the sensation is real or a figment or
the fancy, I do not, presume to say,
but I know that Brown and I shook
hand-s with all three of these figures,
and that if I was the victim of a delu
sion, so was Brown.
"STou will excuse us If we have
amused ourselves for a few minutes at
your expense." said Jefferson, his deep
blue eye3 twinkling with good nature.
"Wo wero here ahead of you. and gavo
you every chance to recognize us, but
you refused to do so. We stopped you
once and asked you several questions,
all of which you answered polltely
wlthout giving a sign that you had
met us before. This convinces us that
your modern garments are an effectual
disguise."
"You need not have the slightest!
uneasiness on that score," declared
Brown, who had entirely regained his
normal complacent poise. "Mr. Adams
could deliver an address in Faneull
Hall, General Washington could roam
over tho grounds of Mount Vernon, and
you. Mr. Jefferson, could return to Mon"
tlcello, and none of you would be recog
nized." "Let us go to the Senate chamber
and hold a brlof conferenco and map
out" a plan of campaign," suggested
Samuel Adams. "Your Congress Is not
in session at present, and It is possible
that the traditions of that famous room
may give us inspiration." .r
With Brown and Samuel Adams lead
ing the way we strolled down the long
corridors and entered unchallenged into
the sacred gloom and quiet of the de
serted Senate chamber.
"This," said tho unabashed Brown.
"Is said to bo tlx hon.lnnurters of tho
most wealthy and exclusive club In tha
world. Membership here costs all tha
way from $10,000 to $100,000, and tha
wnltlng list Is enormous."
brisk half-hour's walk across town wilt
bisect practically all of them, while it
would take much longer to get a similar
variety walking In the other direction.
Earlier in his career, when Boston In
stead of New York was his headquarters,
he cultivated a garden for recreation. It
contained many splendid beds of flowers,
and he used to work In them personally
several hours every day.
FAMOUS M7WQR, MILLION
AIRE SENATOR
JOHN WEAVER, of Philadelphia, whose
life as Mayor in that City of Graft
nnd Brotherly Love has been strenuous
enough the past few years to fill his brain
with all sorts of cobwebs, has half a
dozen ways of sweeping them out.
Ono of them Is teaching a class In Sun-
day school every week. Before he becamo
Mayor and began to draw $12,000 a year
he used to take long walks. Somo tlma
after his election he bought a saddla
horse, and. down to tho big row about
tho gas, ho rode regularly with David J.
Smyth, the Director of Public Safety, who
was bounced out of office In the midst 02
the row. Smyth dotailed one of his mount
ed policemen to teach the Mayor to ride,
and once the latter gave the local news
papers an interesting Itcni and nearly loss
his life by getting his foot caught In tho
stirrup jumping from his horse, and be
ing rescued from his perilous position by
the mounted policeman.
Of late the Mayor has found grea,t ana
regular relaxation In his new automobile,
with which he drove as many miles as h
could find time to, daily, in the parks ana
suburbs, while the gas war was In prog
ress. His vacation relaxation Is yacht
ing. He is an ardent menAcr of tho Sea
side Park Yacht Club, whose boats aro
sailed on Bnrnegat Bay. and his yacht
Fanroy Is one of the fastest in the fleet.
The Mayor sails Fanroy himself, and Is
counted an exceptionally skillful skipper.
Senator Clark, of Montana, is as fond
of automobillng as Is Mayor Weaver. Aim
ing to take at least one spin every day.
he also finds forgetfulness from the cares
of legislation and the worries of th.- big
business affairs to which he devotes seri
ous attention in looking carefully after
his household expenses and the study of
costly paintings.
No one acquainted with the Senator
would term him close or niggardly, but ho
know? to a cent each month how much
hl3 household costs him and why; ha
Inspects his stables almost dally, nnd
notes carefully any deterioration In tha
harness and lack of attention to hl3
horses, as shown by mane or fetlock, and
keeps close watch of the price of oats
and hay. When In Washington, during
the session, he often does his own mar
keting. He Is as good a Judge of a steak
or turkey as the next one. and. his friends
say. Is able completely to forget the big
affairs of life In attending to tho little
details mentioned here.
DEXTER MARSHALL.
The Heaviest Battalion, Etc.
Pittsburg Despatch.
The Kaiser chose for the text of . his
latest sermon "The Lord of Hosts Is With
Us." But that is just what the Russians
thought about 17 months ago.