The Sunday Oregonian. (Portland, Ore.) 1881-current, May 13, 1906, PART FOUR, Page 40, Image 40

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THE ST75DAY OREGOXIAX. PORTLAND, MAT 134 1900.
H. C. Breeden. of Portland, Records
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B- YOTO, Japan. April 18. Special
ff Correspondence of The Sunday Ore
' gonian.) Mrs. Breeden. and I left
San Francisco on the large ana comfort
able steamer Manchuria, March 8, and
after a comparatively pleasant voyage
of about 18 days, landed at Yokohama,
Japan, where we found a very good ho
tel, the Grand, formerly kept by Louis
Bpplnger, an old-time Portlander. As
soon as we were- settled in our rooms
we mounted Jinrlkishas and started out
to see the sights. Weil, we saw them,
and have continued to see and be amazed
and amused. Yokohama, being the chief
port of Japan, has quite a few European
mercantile establishments, but such were
of little Interest to us. We were looking
for purely Japanese sights. Our human
steeds pulled us first iup one narrow
street and then .another, and we saw ajl
kinds, conditions, shapes and sizes of
natives. Children to the right of us, chil
dren to the left of us, and children, all
around us; babies everywhere, in such
numbers as would make our President's
heart glad, but to one of a sympathetic
nature a feeling of pity comes. Poorly
clad shivering with cold, their little bare
lxs and feet, their wooden shoes or grass
piuirials furnishing no warmth where do
they all sleep and how do they all ex-'
1st? is a question. We visited the Tem
ples and shrines and such places- until
we grew tired, and then turned to the
shops and factories.
Business Without Order.
The shops all face the little streets
(there being no sidewalks) with entrances
about such as we would have in a chicken-house
or stable, a glass front being
the exception! Upon entering you will
find goods and wares displayed on poor
ly constructed shelves and counters,
without any apparent system. The ex
ceptions are the art, curio and silk shops.
Here you will find the wares very well
displayed, and you wonder that such
works of real art and beauty should or
iginate from such a source as they do.
We visited the factories and, can you
imagine, the beautiful cloisonne, Darrias
olne, Satsuma and in- fact all other ar
tistic and really beautlfut productions of
the Japanese, being made In ramshackle,
tumble-down, flnnrless (In many In
stances) shops. This is true. The work
men sit on the floor or ground and with
the. crudest of tools fashion, shape and
mako them. The work Is all done by
hand, time apparently being of no con
sequence. We visited a furniture fac
tory where more than 160 hands were em
ployed. There was not a bench or piece
of machinery or a modern tool to be
seen. The men, women and children sat
or knelt while .they slowly shaped the
unwieldy pieces of timber-, holding
with their feet and hands, when planing,
smoothing and carving. The finishers,
women and children, sat tailor-fashion,
and with little sticks- and poor excuse
for brushes, put on the finishing touches.
1 saw four sets of hands working on on
small piece. The furniture is practically
for, export, as the. better class of Jap
anese use. but very little, and the poorer
class not any.
la the Imperial Park.
At Tokio we saw the government build
ings. They are apparently modern In
architecture, being: two and three stories
high, built of red brick, with stone trim
mings. The Emperor's palace is of the
Japanese character of architecture and
consists of a number of tiled-roofed struc
tures, scarcely visible from the outside
of the stone wall which surrounds the pal
ace grounds. Visitors are not admitted
to the palace.
We saw the wonderful Sbogun Temples
and tombs, in Ueno Park, which Is the
must popular resort In the. metropolis
during the month of April, when the
cherry blossoms are at the height of their
perfection. All Tokio and surrounding
country assemble to view them. The trees
My lear Nell:
loao thta day- loitering 'twill be 4he same
story
Tomorrow, and the next more dilatory.
Thus indecision hrlnni Its own delays.
And days are lost for waiting over days.
ISN'T this a forceful warning, and
one well worthy of a place beside
the Do It Now motto? More than
once these portentous lines have influ
enced me when disposed to postpone an
Impending duty. And so It happened
this evening, as I stood washing tha
'supper dishes, thinking I ought "yes,
and I will write to Nell this very
night" but unfortunately. Just as this
dutiful decision was reached "The
House) of the Seven Gables," which I
am now re-reading, suddenly arose
with alluring distinctness before my
mental vision, whereupon I at once dis
covered I was hardly in a writing
mood. "Shall probably feel more like
it tomorrow night ; we'll have an early
supper, and " Right here came flash
ing through my. brain the aame old,
solemn admonition:
Lose this day loitering 'twill be the same
atory
Tomorrow, ajid the. next more' dilatory.
Convicted of my sin. caught red
handed, as U were, I penitently- re
solved to quit shamming, hung up my
dlshpan and walked straightway to my
desk, once again forced Into action by
the compelling ; wisdom of Johann
Wolfgang Goethe.
JCow that I am here. I find I am still
umler bondage to the mysterious
ctuirm of Hawthorne. The shadow of
a Beven-gabled house . Ilea across -this
pnjre, and I can't help seeing a low
studded, cross-beamed, oaken-paneled
parlor, where stands an ancient table
wlih slender, graceful .legs adorned
with snowy damask and the quaint
gorgeousness ef old ehina, crested
spoons and a porrtnger-shaped silver
cream Jug flanked by a glass pitcher
hokllng Phebe's reuses, sweet and dewy,
fresh from the garden.
My duties called -me from the old
I'yncheon-House at a most engaging
time, as breakfast was being prepared
for the brother who had but Just re
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are cultivated aDd trained for the blos
som, and not the fruit. In many places
the trees' are planted oa either side of an
avenue, forming an arbor, where, during
the festival period, no wheeled vehicles
are permitted. The sight Is truly beau
tiful. We saw the bronze image of "Buddha.
21 feet 8 inches high, while in a sitting
position. We thought it a wonderful pro
duction until we saw the one at Nara
which Is over 60 feet high, about 50 feet
in diameter at the base. It 13 all the
more remarkable when we stop to con
sider it is made of bronze, and was erect
ed over 1200 years ago. We looked at the
relics captured in the late war, at the
National Museum, took a peep at the Zoo
and temples galore. One might spend
Entertains Herself With Hawthorne, and Then With
Hornets Nests as Persona! Adornment.
turned to his home after his long im
prisonment. In the kitchen all was bustle and ex
citement. Poor gaunt Hepzibah, with
the scowl of a fury and the heart of
a saint, I left bending over a bed of
freshly raked coals broiling a fat
mackerel. Her face blazing with heat
and hurry, she watched it as solicitous
ly as if her own heart were on the.
gridiron and tier immortal happiness
were involved in its being done pre
cisely to a turn; Phebe fresh, from the
country Phebe, sweetest, cheeriest,
wlnsomest maid ever born of litera
tureeagerly assisting by deftly stir
ring up .an Indian cake of marvelous
richness and delicacy to be served with
golden butter made by her own hands
In the rural home.
Do you remember, Nell, that butter?
"smelling ef clover blossoms, diffusing
the charm ot pastoral scenery." '
In the air the fragrance of Mocha,
"from the broiling fish a vapor rose
like Incense from, the shrine of a bar
barian Idol." while the ghosts of de
parted cook-maids looked wonderingly
on, and even the rats stole from their
hldlngplaces to sniff the, savory- at
mosphere. You will realize, Nell, that It was
something ef a trial to leave so prom
ising a breakfast and so lively a- kltch-
en, to go into my own dull one, with
the rain beating on its roof, and there
In solitude begin the evening meal.
As the supper progressed and the "In
cense" of frying potatoes slightly burned
floated skyward, I cast an occasional
glance toward the dark corners to see if
perchance a ghostly cook-maidf or two,
might . not be standing there, dazed by
my culinary achievements.
Nothing to be seen, though once me
thought the roller-towel seemed suspi
ciously agitated, but nothing came of it.
Not even a rat appeared to compliment
me by an appreciative sniff, though there
are scores of them about.
A mouse stole out from behind the
wood-box. Nothing unusual in that. I
see him many times each day. or one of
his kinsmen; all mice look alike to me.
If this particular one noted the savory
atmosphere of my kitchen he made no
sign. Peeping from behind the fire-
MR. AND MRS." H. C. BREEDEN RETUKN1NU
months In Tokio and see but compara
: tively few of the many sights,
j Only stop and think that this great city
' covers more than 100 square miles, and
contains between 2,000,000 and 3,000.(100
souls. Osaka is next in size, having be
tween 1.300.000 and 2,003.000 inhabitants.
Kyoto is the next largest city- in the em
pire and contains between 400.000. and 500.
000. All the cities are very much alike in
Japan in their general character, and the
appearance of the inhabitants, but this
city, Kyoto, is more strikingly Japanese
than any other of the large cities. It has
lost none of the characteristics, as hove
the cities that are ports, where they come
in contact with the foreigners. This is a
great manufacturing place, and wares of
all kinds are made here in great variety.
shovel, he plainly asked: "Is all quiet
along the Potomac?"
"All quiet here, my friend; no sound
here save the lone cook's tread."-
Reassured by this, he scampered across
the floor to the dust-pan, ran around it
repeatedly; standing on hla hind feet,
examined it back and front as intently
as if he were thinking of buying a dust
pan if ever he could find one exactly suit
ing him. He next scurried over to the
coal scuttle. Such a tiny creature he
looked at its base! Its black, bulging
sides towering like a man-of-war above
him. I wondered what he thought of it?
I shall never know, lor just then Sheila,
seeking admittance, scratched on the door.
Instantly my little gray visitor became
alert.
"Ah, ha!" he thought. . 'Tla the mov
ing finger of the angei of the darker
drink. If she gets in here before I get
out, I'm a goner."
Sheila has the mousing instinct of a cat,
and though the "wee, tlra'roua beastte"
had vanished before the door was opened,
she walked straight to the woodbex, poked
an investigating nose behind it, anifted,
listened, tilting her head, listened again;
results being satisfactory, she stretched
out there still as death, her little pointed
head resting on two white feet, her eyea
glued to the trail. Believing the stage to
be set for a one-act tragedy I hurriedly
decamped. v
Nell.. -there's a sort of -lonesome feel In
the air tonight up here among these
black, towerlnff hills. with the rain drear
ily falling, and Just now an owl In a
cedar tree near the door Is adding his note
to the general dolefulness, as if no longer
able to bear alone the dark secrets of his
cloistered life, he had come a wandering
bard through rain and darkness to tell
us the whole sad story.
Now I lore thesemelancholy birds, and
to me his yearning cry seems a plaintive
appeal for huniari sympathy. Tom, how
ever, who for the last half hour baa been
wandering about the room with the rest
lessness of a caged panther, seems quite
unmoved by the woes of my poor, un
happy Tsar, having Just exclaimed fierce
ly: "If that mournful moke outside feels
as bad as he pretends why doesn't he go
off up the canyon and hang himself?"
"Why, Tom, I thought you liked his
monotonous miserere V
"I do. at a decent distance, but I can't
say I enjoy having It shrieked into my
very-ear!"
"Thomas, what's the matter of you to
night?" "I'm suffering, Elizabeth, from a pro
nounced attack of boredom."
PROM A TRIT. EACH BORNE BY FOUR
1 think it One of -the-most . Interesting
places in Japan. From here- you make,
the trip, to the Hoazugawa Rapids, which
are about 15 miles long, and you shoot
them. In small . boats. Lake Biwa, - at
Otsu you also reach from here. Nara,
the old. capital, which was in Its glory
from the year 709 to 784 A. D. is. only one
and a half hours from here. This -old
place is full" of Interest to the sight
seer with its temples, pagodas, etc. Osaka,
is also easily , reached from this point,
and Kobe is about 2 and-a half hours
distant. -
Human Beasts of Burden.
In all the cities and in fact In alt
Japan, the human being Is the beast
of burden'. They use a kind of two-
"Why not try books as a panacea?"
"I have a dozen of 'em. flat, stale
and unprofitable."
"As I am writing tonight or trying to
you may have the 'Seven Gables,' If you
like."
"Yes: how I would dote on spending
such an evening as this in that misty,
mouldy old Pyncheon house with that
angular, scowling old maid, and her
wraith of a 'brother,' with all their grim,
glassy-eyed Puritan ancestors, glaring
down upon me from the wall! No, I thank
you! I prefer a rereading of my weekly
papers," unfurling one-as he spoke.
Continued rain so late In the Spring
is depressing. Still, when my mood
Is a gloomy one I like a sombre story.
Men, it seems, are different. Just now
this one came ostentatiously tiptoeing
across the room, saying: "Beg par
don, ma'am, sorry to disturb your
muse, but do tell me what is - that
monstrous thing on this creature's
shoulder?" pointing to an elaborately
gowned lady on the fashion page of
his paper.
"It's a rosette of chiffon."
"A rosette! Well, I'll be switched
if I didn't think It a hornet's nest, and
it occurred to me If they were in
vogue now I could get you one for
each shoulder; I know where there are
two."
"They'd be decidedly chic, Tom, but
I fear overdressy for home wear.'
"Well, then how would yeu like one
for . turban, to be worn when you
walk abroad? Writh the thing well
pulled down over your ears, I do be
lieve, Elizabeth, you'd look beautiful.'"
'Tis a consummation devoutly to
be wished, my lord! Bring on your
hornet's nest; if it prove the miracle
worker you predict, I'll wear it day
and night, with the hornets in it."
"All right! Tomorrow I'll pluck
from the bough of a Ben Davis your
new Spring hat. You'll have only to
tack a rubber to it, and there you
are!"'
"A bare elastic under the chin
seems plain even for the simpler life;
wouldn't ear-muffs heighten the ef
fect V
"An inspiration, Elizabeth! Make
em of rabbits' skin and you'll have a
symphony in gray, a real de luxe af
fair." "I honestly believe, Tom, even head
gear so fantastic would be enthusias
tically received by the smart set. if
you were well say a duke, worth
several millions. I might then wear
it to the opera, and the society scribes
COOLlESj GVIDE ON PONY, AT THE RIGHT.
wheeled cart to haul their heavy loads,
and it is simply wonderful- to see what
leads they, do haul. Occasionally ypu
will see a black bullock hitched to the
same - vehicle, and man and beast tug
away at their heavy load, seemingly
uncomplaining. The jinrikisha takes
the place of our carriage, and you see
them by the thousand everywhere. The
coolie who draws it can easily make
from 25 to 30 miles a day. It Is cer
tainly a great convenience, in cities
such as Japan tias to be able to avail
one's, self, of such means of transporta
tion. You will see street-cars in the
larger cities, but they are always
crowded, and a very slow means of nav
igation; consequently used but little by
Europeans. I see but little evidence of
would rave over Hs rare "and cunning
workmanship, dwelling with emotion
upon the beauty of its pendant medal
lions of cilver-gray fur; would prob
ably add though, of exceeding rich
ness its chaste simplicity would have
proved hazardous to many worn by
the Duchess of Dear Leap,: it seemed
but to accentuate her sculpturesque
beauty. Near her sat the duke, who,
though a very plain man "
"Not at all. You mistake the Duke,
Elizabeth. I'll attend to his write-up."
A hum of admiration rose as the Duke
entered his box; a man of distinguished
GAMBLING
Continued From
father hastened to his rescue promptly,
so that the young man waa saved the
humiliation Of being entirely wiped out
and spared to shine subsequently before
the world, first in the somewhat mysteri
ous "power" corporation. In which Jo
seph Hoadley was also a prominent fac
tor, and later In the famous and pictur
esque coal mining operations at Ziegler,
11L, which are still in progress,
A spectacular feature of the Leiter cor
ner came in December, 1SS7. when Phil
Armour, who had sold millions of bushels
to Leiter- in the attempt to break him
down, undertook to deliver the goods.
Aratour- didn't start his deliveries early;
when he did begin ice was forming on the
lakes and snow waa filling the railroad
cuts. Yet he kept his delivery trains
and boats in motion, though at immense
cost, until he had unloaded 6.000,000 bush
els, scooped up in all parts of the West.
Armour apparently had Leiter beaten, but
Ivl Z. Leiter, the father, made a hur
ried trip, from Washington to Chicago
and saw Armour, and, a truce being con
cluded with Armour, Leiter the son wa&
able to fight his other opponents to a
standstill.
Although bread consumers, as well as
many wheat speculators, had a right to
a grouch against Leiter, there was one
class whose members should have been
grateful to hlm-rthe wheat Tarmers. Be
cause of Letter's corner 500,000 jjnQ bushels
of wheat were marketed lit 1&7 and 1&&
by them at an average advance of 30
eents a bUBhel over previous years' prices
and they were net gainers to the tune
of $150,000,000.
The trouble with all attempts at cor
nering wheat, corn or any product of the
sanitary arrangements, although tha
surface of the streets is kept clean, it
being the duty of each occupant to keep
the street clean In front of his prem
ises, the same being sprinkled by hand
with water from a bucket, distributed
by a wooden or tin cup. Sewerage is
comparatively unknown, but few of the
larger cities have waterworks.
Protection from tire simply amounts
to nothing. We witnessed from our
hotel veranda a few days ago a very
destructive conflagration, when an area
equal to about four blocks in Portland
was burned. The sight would have
been ludicrous had It not been for the
feeling of pity for the poor helpless
creatures. After a lapse of precious
time, men came running along carrying
presence,
of more than sculpturesque
beauty.
"I'm sculpturesque, if you please!"
"I don't care; so am I". handing to his
man-in-waitlng his opera hat of crushed
cougar, he gracefully tossed aside his
mantle of Gobelin tapestry (which we
learn from a reliable source, coat J10,O00
a square inch, 60 men working on It for
25 years; when completed the designs
were at once destroyed and the corps of
artists promptly beheaded) disclosing a
sumptuous, Jersey-fitting blue jumper, its
left lapel adorned by a small salmon
tinted carrot. .
"No, Tom; even our adoring public
would turn at that!"
"Don't you think; it! I'm an eccentric
sort of nobleman, and what I do goes.
Orchids would at once become a drug on
the market. Soon all the society swells
would be seen "hanging over vegetable
stalls eagerly pricing carrots. I tell you,
Elizabeth, a little innovation like that
would prove a big help to. the farmers on
this Coast; would be the means of bring
ing in annually"
Good-by, Nell. As His Grace won't
read and will talk, I may as well lay
my pen aside and learn through the
lightning calculator about how soon
this carrot-strewn path is likely to
lead us to the castle of our dreams.
Yours ever, ELIZABETH.
IN WHEAT
Page Thirty-Nine.
soil Is that "the corpse is mighty incon
venient.!' If you start out to corner rail
road or any other stock you can figure
out your task before you begin, but you
never can tell how much wheat or- corn or
lard or pork will be offered, and, to get
the price up you may have to accumulate
such an enormous line of the product
you are operating in that when the break
comes it's hard work to dispose of it at
a profit. ' ' '
James R. Keene found this out 20 years
before Leiter had .-occasion to learn it.
Keene had made a fortune- on the Ooast
handling mining stocks, and- he hankered
for a taste of Wall street speculation.
After making afew millions in the street
he turned to lard and made money in it.
Then he went into wheat, accumulated a
vast line which he coul not sell without
breaking the price. Then Jay Gould, who,
had reason to hate Keene, used his West
ern Union telegraph lines freely to pro
duce a general slump, and nearl? all of
Keene's fortune' promptly disappeared.
Keene is still very much- on earth, but he
lias never taken a second hand in the
wheat game. - . .
Phil Armour himself went into the cor
nering business in 1&82, but mainly to help
his old business partner and associate,
John Plankinton, the great Milwaukee
pork packer. Armour and Plankinton
won, but couldn't have done so save -for
Armour's vast resources, which enabled
him to put the price to J1.30 before allow
ing it to sag. After the break which fol
lowed they saved themselves by tactics
much like those adopted by John W. Gates
last year.
Much litigation followed; it lasted years,
and the result was the adoption of the
on their shoulders a kind of a fore
pump, slo arter placing it In position
others came with buckets of water to
fill the receptacle, from which the pump
took Us suclion. and then, as men ran
the old-style handcar, the pumpers be
gan their work.- A stream about like
that from a garden hose was the result.
Some men were running here and there
waving a sort of scepter, which was
said to appease the wratji of the god of
fire. Throngs of chattering men, worn
en and children filled the narrow street
and vacant ground around the doomed
district, and the Are practically burned
Itself out.
I have been surprised at not seeins;
more goods from America. I have-seen
only a few Singer sewing maohines, an
occasional bottle of California wine and
a bottle or two of cocktails, wulle from
England and Germany goods are fre
quently in evidence. Imagine orange
marmalade and strawberry Jam from
London. Americans ought to push their
machinery, hardware, mechanical and,
farming tools and Implements, wag
onsIn fact, I think a careful investi
gation would develop many things that
could be handled to the mutual advan
tage of tha American producer and the)
the Beautltal Country.
Without dwelling longer on a subject
that is practically Intermidable, I
would like to say a few, words about
the landscape- 14 ' picturesque and
truly beautiful "beyond the power of
words to describe; it is Indeed In strik
ing contrast to the conditions of the
wretchedly overcrowded oitiea and
towns. Every foot of ground tultable
for cultivation is UDder the highest
state of cultivation, tne mountainsides
are -terraced, and the bills and dales,
the swamps and marshes, are all made
to yield something that will sustain
life. Thus the whole face ot the coun
try presents to view one vast garden,
with its blossoming trees, the thatched
roofs of the houses, the rippling stream
studded here and there with a quaint -old
rice mill, and the waterwheel, the
stone walls, the temples, gateways and
shrines, together with the peasants In
the fields, make one continuous pan
orama never to be forgotten.
Traveling by rail In Japan is In great
contrast with that of America. The road
bed la good, but the rolling stock Is very
poor. The locomotives are small and are
of English manufacture. The average
passenger car is about the size of our
largest street car. and in most instances
has only four- wheels under it. It la
divided into two, and sometimes three,
parts, being designated first, second and;
thlrd-olass. The principal difference is
the -price of the fare, and consequently
tha class of passengers. . You enter the
side of the car, tha seats run length
wise, and the aisles are always tilled
with" luggage, and with the metal tanks
that are filled at stations with hot water
and placed on the floor for foot warmers,
covered with a dirty old rug, makes it
rather a difficult piece of work for tha
passengera to climb over and land safely
in a seat. - Then everyone is allowed to .
smoke and over some portions of the
road there are many tunnels, and ; the
cars are lighted with oil lamps, poorly
trimmed, so you can Imagine that the
air la uo filled with the perfume ot
roses, nor U it as soft and balmy as a
beautiful Summer morn in Oregon.
There is. however, a strange fascina
tion about this country and Its people.
We have found them polite, obliging,
anxious to please and to learn. Have
heard many words of praise for Presi
dent Roosevelt, and I think his action in
arranging the peace conference has
caused the Japanese to feel kindly toward
the American people. We go from here
to Kobe and then Nagasaki. Manila, P.
I., and then Hongkong, Shanghai, Can
ton, and other places in China.
H. CLAY BREEDEN.
roles regarding "short" selling that are)
now observed on every grain exchange in
the country. The McGeoch corner fol
lowed in 1883 it spelled ruin for many
besides McGeoch and led to ten years of
lawsuit. McGeoch belonged to the firm of
MoGeoch, Everingham & Co., and the
firm was Jooularly spoken of as My Gosh,
Everything & Co.
There were no further notable attempts)
at corner-working till 18S7, when A. E.
Harper, president of the Fidelity Bank of
Cincinnati, tried, his hand. He made a
frightful mess of it. He lost all he had;
his bank failed, and there were more re
sultant Chicago Board of Trade failure
than have followed any other corner
Harper was accused of using the funds of
his bank illegally, tried, convicted and
sent to the penitentiary, from which- he
was pardoned only a year or two before)
young Leiter began his big wheat deaL
Harper, died not long ago.
The various corn corners of the '80s and
Jack Cudahy's pork corner of 1898, that
failure of which was helped on Immensely
by the bad financial conditions of that
year, convinced Phil Armour that "no
one man can .control the provision or?
wheat market once tie ' general publla
takes a hand."
The oddest wheat cornerer who eveP
lived was "B. P. Hutchinson, who- in 1883
engineered successfully the famous wheat
corner that put the price up to 2 and net,
ted him some millions. ''Old Hutch," as
ha was called, lasted about 20 years, but
finally went to eternal smash, and all
through his later life was supported by
his son and died poor.
"Old Hutch" appears to have depended
almost altogether upon chance and nerve
in his famous campaign. It is often told
in Chicago that It was a favorite scheme
of his to pass his card around a lot of
brokers asking each to write thereon
how he wished to bet on the market'
course either way and agreeing to take
the other side.
-In some of these deals he was found to
be betting on both sides at the same mo
ment, but. as the Chicago old-timers tell
it. Tie would come out ahead, almost In
variably, through sheer bullheaded luck,
in every one of these queer ventures. "Old
Hutch" was as illiterate as he was lucky,
and as uncouth as they make 'em, but
many who remember him say that he was
by no means without his good points.
The longest wheat corner on record was
carried on by two of- the famous bonanza
kings Mackay and Flood. Beginning in
April ' 1890 (t lasted tUl October, 1892. High
mark in that cprner was J1.G8VV: low
mark. 694 cents. Nine million bushels
were ' involved, and Mackay and ' flood -lost
2,00O,O0O in the deal.
. DEXTER MARSHALL.
N , iip Dream,
Jamoe 8. Boyd in Llpplncott's.
I waa smoking and dreaming, my darling.
Alone by my fire today, .
When, through the soft smoke clouds. X aaw
you - . -
Smiling at roe. tar away.
You were smiting so sweetly, my loved one,
As I gased in your dear eyes ef blue.
It aeemed that you surely could see 'ttie.
And 1 blew a kiss ov.er-to you. - -
Along with the klee want a smoke flog,
And nearer, and nearer it rolled,
Til. at last, it slipped over your finger.
And turned to a circlet of gold.