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so THE SUNDAY ORFGOMAX, PORTLAND. JANUARY 20, 1007. In an Authorized Interview He DecSares the Dollar Vampire Is Our Curse. Warns the Workingman Against Being Fascinated by the Display of Riches. ILK 1 ' 1 'All 0 BT i- , . -3 BT FREDERICK MITRES BERNARD. (Copyright, 100T. by Central News & Press Exchange.) "J"HB5 liar Is the mo dangerous I form of criminal." said Maxim ' Gorky, "tut a lie cannot 11 pe no lie can live." And as ho fpoke the Rlfomy Russian liberator paced from cornr to corner of the poorly lighted room In his little Italian hotel, swinging ad turning from time to time liko a. lion tor the flrst time caired. It was the dy followtns the svrpprcwlon or Gorky's new play, "The lincmios,'' by th. Italian authorities, who forbade the performance on the ground that it would tond to .disrupt the public jeace ana was dangerous to tho general welfare. "T do not care that the play lias been , forbWden." continued tjie author; 'it Is not that; it Is not tht; It Is the lie, the brainless lie, the reason they give.' The sonorous intensity of his voice In dicated plainly bow daaply the writer had been wounded. He halted for a moment In front of the window: he looked through the faded curtains us to the sky: then he resumed lite steady measured tramp from side to side of the room. His Vow was contracted, his face was sullen. He was movnj by a dozen con flicting emotions, and one could not tell whether sadness or triljmatlon held the balance of power. Ills' presence made you feel as if you were -on the edge of a volcano, yet be seemed to throw out a conviction that nothing- but gentleness would be found if onfe- looked below the surface or this strangely fascinating; man. I had heard much or? Gorky, for though i,n5iand1 with Its jog trot quiet and Its content with the conditions that are, pays little attention to radicals and reformers, either national or international, still the fame of Gorky had penetrated even Into the smaller towns and! villages of the old country. To some atntd Britishers he has loomed up for yeans In the mind as a typical anarchist, wltlt long hair, scowl ing face and the dark; roving eye of 81- berian fiction. Other: have thought of him as an alert arTlle plotter against dynasties and g-oven iment, a masterly and Intellectual foe ,o all that stands for stability and respectability. But what of the veal man? 1 1 ns doubtful even If America knows hlra, lor If his story he true lie has been rnalJirned In a (literal) "drastic and unthinkable" manner in the XTnlted States becaue, as he said, "they do not know they do not understand but they wlll-a lie cannot live." Quite av Srramgre Man. My first impresBjon jof Gorky was diB- tlnctly disappointing. He seemed more like a farmer than an author. His brow Is low and wrinkled. His hair stands upright, like bristles. His skin is brown and tough and his grent sort eyes have a far-away expression of surprise which Is accentuated by a halbit he has or ele vating his eyebrows while speaking. When he talks to you jou wonder If he knows -you are present- He speaks, and not unnaturally so. wtfth the Air 'of a man whose life has bsen saddened by long years of privation and suffering The Making of a Successful Wife BY C. S. .VOST.. Y DEAR LITTI.B GIRL: I have ' Just received yoer delightful letter felling me all about the nrcnara- tlons for your weddtagr. It carries me tack to the time, me years ago ""hen. your dear mother was making similar arrangement nd 1 wa8 dolng a little stunt in the earoe line myself In those days the fashions in joyous p- Prej for men were not so rigidly nxed S HOW. All your William will have to lo Is to raise the p,ace. In my day It was different. To bo . sure, the cut or a man's coat and trousep a and hat for SUCtl ocef sion didn't admit, of much variation. tut he bad more laijludo In the matter or color and goods, find as to waistcoats. fhlrts and ties he cfuld go as rar as he pleased without fracturing any rules bad enough to shock society. I vividly re member what a dexce of & time I had trying- to decide between a bright yellow waistcoat covered tplth little blue Bower. avnd a white one -frith black dots on lt. 2 finally tiad to aalc your mother's advice about it, and she favored the white one. Of, course her preference settled the busi ness, but my menorj still lingers fondly on that yellow -r5sL. I wore a ruffled shirt that it took vny old colored mammy a whole day to luon. and a blue necktie that made the little attars twinkle, it was so brilliant. Ah. mr little girl, you can't Imagine what a cwoll your daddy was wheu he was a youngster. Did I ever tell you about the troe I had getting my bridal suit? I 00 ret believe I ever did. and this Is a moot appropriate time to reveal to you one of the dark chapters of my. life. There was only osie tailor In our town and he wasn't much of a tailor. Besides he had a habit of- looking on the wine, or its Missouri equivalent, when It was most inconvenient for bjs customers. His name was Johnson, but It wasn't Andy. He re sembled Andy in Tils affection for certain brands of corn j-Oice. but that was as far s the likeness went. Well, I had given Johnson pretty free range and oodles of time In the mailer of my outfit and I made it a point o call on htm every day and give him a anild lecture on the evils of 'Intemperance, particularly when wed ding1 clothes wr Involved. I held him up pretty well and he was getting along fine with the jgb until the day before the great one, -when an old pal of his from Kentucky htew Into town. Then Johnson fell. acid, so did my hopes. I was going home that night, with my feet in the tall grass and my head up In the solar system somewhere, 'fcs happy as a boney bee In June, when I met the tailor and the 3FCenitucklan coming up the road. They were arm In arm and the Appian'way wouldn't have been wide enough for tbem to navigate without tuittin' into tb fences. Thflv war. His voice is deep very deep. But his poise, his self-control, his gentleness are wonderfully marked. Even when he is most agitated he never raises the tone of his voice. There Is nothing save a quick flash of fire In the eye that might In dicate the volcano of passion that sleeps under the calm exterior of the man. When I entered his apartment he did not seem to notice me. He kept up his march, seemingly unconscious of my presence. Not until he ' had paced the room three or four times did his eye meet mine. And then he did not Indi cate any astonishment. He looked at me indifferently, as though I were a piano he had not noticed before. Then with a half nod and a saddened smile he indi cated that I might be seated. He was discussing his business affairs with a sec retary alTairs of great moment to him. But he did not stop. Nor did the pres ence of a stranger seem to embarrass him. He talked of the details of his con tracts, of the moves he expected to make and of his Immediate plans without the slightest freserve. there was nothing secretive about him. Full ten minutes passed before he sat by tbe table and offered me his hand. And this done, he began to talk at once. A Statement or America. - "You would Interview, me," he said. "Very well. But I must see the manu script In Russian or French. And after wards I must see the manuscript in B2ng- llsh. I wish to have It examined. And as I correct It. so It must be. For Eng land I do not mind. America is different. They have printed so many things 1 have not said, so many things I have not done; This must be correct, or not at all." Having signified my willingness to this arrangement, I asked Gorky if he would be willing to speak of America. "Yes." he said. "I will give you a state ment: and it shall be exact I have been made to traduce America the army of intellectual translators have joined with others to make America my enemy. To some extent they have succeeded. X3ut It Is only" temporary; It is only with the shallow pates. They have not grasped my meaning, or they h .v not expressed It.. I have ibaen criticised for Buying the Americans are dollar hunters. But it does not matter. When they understand they will look at things differently. The American millionaire Is money erased. I gay that because Jt Ib the truth, He is drunk with riches. He is not satisfied with a. million, he want two, ten. TO. 50 millions, and still lie grovels m-nd schemes and hunts lor more. He leasts and fattens on the agonies of the poor, the tinkle of the dollar is the only music he Knows; he eats, sleeps, thinks, talks and dreams of dollars and nothing but dollars; he Is the golden glut ton of the world today. He Is suave, polished, shrewd, clever, but his mind Is warped, his soul Is seared. At the art gallerly he see a master what did It cost; at the opera what a large audience; at the seashore what a wonderful real estate Investment it is all dollar, dollar. NO. 2. STARTING RIGHT vainly endeavoring to sing "We won't go borne 'till morninK." and T knew John son well enough to be satisfied that they wouldn't, nor the next Cay either, un- less I ffot a move on myself. I changed my mind about goina home. Instead I rounded up my best man elect and to- gather we started out on the trail. We found them still undecided as to whether the north or the south side of the road was the better for traveling: and we per- 8uaded them to keep In the middle of It. It might shock you if I told you how we did It, but you must remember, my dear, that we were young; and hot blooded and the situation warranted extreme meas ures. At any rate we thought so ahd we carried Johnson home on the soft side f a pine board. lord, what a heavy man he vas! My arms? ache yet vhen I think of It. We left him to the willing and active ministrations of his wife, and before he could get out of bed the next morning we were with hlra again. Maybe we didn't stay with him that day and maybe we didn't watch every stitch that his nervous fingers put Into that suit! Two or three times he tried to break loose, but every time we forced him back to work. Even at that it was dark and one sleeve of my coat was only basted in when I rushed frantically to my room to dress. I got to your mother's home lO minutes late and all durinrr the ceremony I was In mortal terror of that coat sleeve pulling out , But that was a long time ago, sweet heart, a long time ago. and It doesn't in terest you much, no doubt, because your dear little head is so full of your own happiness that your dady'a bygones pass you by like the Summer winds, unheard. Besides that wasn't what Untended to write to you about when I eat down at this far away desk. There are a great many things I want to say to you. I've learned a heap, little girl, since I bad that tussle with Johnson, 40 years ago, and maytm some of the things I've learned may help you to find happiness when you have crossed over the line that separates the girl from the matron. May be It will and maybe it won't. It is hard for youth to see with the eyes of age and all tbe wisdom of all the agfis won't alter the fact that most of us learn by hard experience tbe lessons others would have taught us. Nevertheless us old fellows will keep on handing down advice to the end of the chapter, Just hoping that perhaps a little of It will atlck and do some good. Now, my dear, you are going to get married to William Jackson Rollins with all the frills that I can afford to throw around the ceremony. - That's right. That's what I like. Then you are going away on a bridal "tower," as they used to oay down where I was raised, and after you've ripped around the country a few waka and aouaiutead ran re money dollar. There is no humanity, no soul, no trnttlfulness, no patriotism, but of a superficial kirfd; there Is nothing except that which stands ar a warning, loom ing up high over the American horizon a warning to the straightforward plain working American, But the workingman Is blinded. -He does not see the grovel ling after wealth; he sees only the ease, the comfort, the luxury, the ostentatious display of riches. And he Is becoming than Cllliam can make back In six months, you will come back home to set tle down and "live happy ever after." That, I am pretty cure, it as far Into the future as you've got. and I guess It's far enough, but I wish you'd take a, little time from laces and ruffles and such en- trancing fixings and give a little consid eration, you and William together, to that business of settling down.. Did you ever notice, when I've taken you to see a horse race, how much trouble and time Is taken to get the horses lined up for a right start? That's the most Important part of the business, getting a right start. and It's a good deal more Important for young folks Just starting In married life. I want to see you got a right start, little, girl, one that, will land you and Bill, at the post safe winners, and you'd better not have any mistaken notions about that "happy ever after" business. It's there, all right. You Just bet it is. I've had ) years of It, and I know I know: but It don't come of Itself, little girl, it don't come just as a matter of course. Happiness is . a manufactured product and every couple have to. make. their own stock. I want you to get that stuck deep Into your little noggin the very first thing. Happiness Isn't found; It's made. .And sometimes there's a whole lot of toll and a whole lot of trou ble in the making. but as a rule the more toll and the more the trouble the letter and sweeter the product. That's another point that's worth remembering. You've got to get rid of a lot of fool notions before you can get started right. It takes meat peo ple years to get rid of them, but I'd like to have you go Into this business with your eyes wide open, with the full knowl edge that you are not going to drift down the stream In an open boat with silken and perfumed sails and nothing to do but watch the landscape. There's something to do, my dear, something for you as well as for William. Married life isn't a sim ple speed trial on a straightaway course It's a hurdle race with handicaps, and you stand a better chance In the running If you know what the weights are and something about the hurdles. So If your old daddy bothers you with information about the track don't get out of patience. He only wants to put you wise and save you as much, of life's worries and tears as possible. He can't tell you everything; he can't know all that the future has in store for you. nor warn you against the unknown. but what the years . have taught him he wants to give to.' you; and Just remember that be does it not be cause he is Just old and garrulous, but because he loves you better than any thing else on earth except your mother, and wants above all things to Bee you happy. I don't take much stock In this bridal tour business. I wouldn't advise you lo WSISWSWaSJKPlfVsj . . 1 r ? , .v.1. . .'.WAV.' ,....,.1 ... vi f v ( v , t . LATEST rORTOATI OF yAiy OOBKT. fascinated, too. He does not understand that the dollar fever a disease as deadly as the craze for opium. He does not know Its blasting effect upon a man and upon a nation. He does not know that he may seek wealth In reason. that he may work for comfort his model is the man who is never satisfied, the in satiable dollar vampire who Is sucking the blood of the Nation with the eagjer- nessNjf a hungry wolf. ' This Is the really cut It out. It's the fashion and folks will say mean things if you don't do what everybody else does. But don't overdo it; don't, splurge too much; don't let William feed his money to the dickey birds that will 1 hang around you going and coming. Too many young couples put their future in pawn In order to cut a wide swath on their wedding Jour ney. They cone back bankrupt in spirit and In purse; worn out bodily by the rushing here and yonder, trying to cover as much ground in a given period as their legs will stand, and getting peevish, bad tempered and broke In th$ process. It's a bad way to start, my dear. It stocks a weigrht on you tliat it may take years to unload, and too often It la the basis of bickerings that lead to permanent un- happiness. I don't !o-w whethPr you re member Nellie Anderson or not, but she was a mighty fine girl, and when she married Tom everybody said it was an ideal match, whatever that may he. They went off on a bridal trip with the an nounced Intention of making things hum. And they did. Tom had to send home for more money to get back on, and when they did strike the town again they were so. knocked out by- worry and fa- tlgue and Indigestion that they were spat ting at each other like a couple of cats on the back yard fence. And the worst of It Is that they never got over It, for the last time I heard of them they were fighting yet. No. little girl, dont try to break any - records on your bridal trip. Don't try to see how many different Kinds of pasters you can get on your suit cases. Just pick out some nice, quiet spot, where you can stay for a few weeks at a cost that will come within the limits that your husband can afford, and there pass the time together as Sweetly and happily as you may. forgetting for the moment that there is anybody else on the face of this green earth, or any other time but the present. That's the way to spend a honeymoon. That's what a honeymoon Is for to get away from the world for a spell, not to get into the thick of it. Then you may understand me, I say may, not will come back at peace in mind and heart, knowing one another better and loving one another better; ready to get down to the serlons business ot married life In the proper spirit. That kind of a wedding trip Is pretty near as good as none at all. When your mother and I were . married her horse was saddled after the ceremony and to gether we rode through the green bor dered lanes to the little home I had pre pared for her. That was all there was to It. It's the beet way, I think, and yet I can't advise you to do the same. Times change and customs change with. them. and what was strictly proper 40 years ago won't do now. The trouble with even the kind of wedding trip I have sug gested is that'too much sweetness la likely to pall. I ' remember once that you got' mighty sick on chocolate drops, and you wouldn't look at chocolate drops for a year. Yet It was the finest kind of candy. There's an old saying that you can't get too much of a good thing, but Its wrong, very wrong. There's nothing finer on earth than the society of husband and wife, but neither at the beginning of married life nor afterward Is It best to t lltt'.. M'Vii. V. - it t$ f w v six ; . - - dangerous element of America, the ele ment of dollar tr&mptres. "They have criticized me because I have shown little patience with the American working man. Do they know what I mean? Do they not see the American man is like a ibaby spoiled in his swaddling cloths because of too much luxury having been cast Into his lap? I do not mean the luxury of wealth, for the American man Is not rich, despite have too much of it. It's got to be modified by the diversions of everyday occupation before it will keep well. So I say don't string out your trip too long, even if you spend it in some sequestered nook. And, short as you may make It, my dear, don't put in all of it billing and cooing. It's a good time for a little preliminary stock taking, a little flsrur- ing- on joint assets, mental as weii as fi nancial: a little pondering over plana. Don't get too all-tired material; don't take yourselves nor your future too seriously not Just yet. Just build air castles for the moment, and get yourselves in shape to start life right when you get back home; to start it as partners wholly de- voted to each other's good; to start it with no fool notions in your heads about each other's perfections; to start it with the firm determination to take each other as you are and to build on that founda tion a castle, not of air, but of love, of labor, of mutual Joys and mutual troubles that shall last till death do part. This isn't nil I started out to say, but I guess It's about all you'll want to digest this trip. I can Imagine Bill Is walking up and down the next room, with his hands In his pockets, wondering why In the world it takes a woman "so long to dress. That's one of the things he'n never find out. but when you go down you can tell him it was Just a love letter from your next best fellow that you were reading. 'That will relieve his mind about the toilet and at the same time give Mm something else to worry about. Bill's all right, but I can't help but feel a little sore at him still for stealing my little girl's heart away from me. So I'll leave him and you to your devotions until I go 'iiome again to play a little part in the great drama of your lives. Goodby, little girl, until then. Your affectionate father, JOHN SNBBD. The Specialists. 'F'lorlda Tlmei-Democrat. Z met a specialist one day. He would not pass ma br, But said In a peculiar way; "You have an eye!" Too bad. too bad. too bad 1 1 felt, by Jove, I had! He took my case In cliarre. Now I must go around Three tinvts a week until I fear, the trump shall sound I Another day by chance ' I came a verson near. He said, with eagle k lance. 'Tou have an ear!" I clapped my hand to head. 'Twaa there, upon the dead: He took my case In chcrge. And now at 2 P. M. On every otner day 1 naaa an hour with him ! Twas oo a Friday eve ' Unlucky day. In aooth JL man remarked: "Believs You have a tooth!" There wasn't e'en a doubt. The secret dark was out! Ue took my caso in charge. And when he Isn't busy He drills for fun on me Until I'm fairly dlsayl But worst, oh, worst; oh, worst! A widow full ot art I met! She said at first: "You have a heart!" Too bad, too bad, too had! I found, in fact, I had I She took my case In charge. And now, unlucky man, X always so around As often as I can. all the empty boasts of those wrro float on the wings of a spread eagle. No, the American man has been spoiled by the luxury of power. He has grown used to it. and he does not value it. Here is a country rich beyond the wildest dreams of averlce. rich by the gift of nature. A people who cannot prosper In this en vironment when they have the luxury of freedom, deserves the whip as an in centive. It scoundrels fill their govern-' mental offices, they can turn them out. IX laws are unjust, they can sweep them aside,- the whole of the power Is In the pcoplo but it will bo there no longer when the eye Is fixed solely upon the coinage of tho land. Only patriotism can save a country, and patriotism stifles and chokes and dlfs in the mire of self- Interest, and becomes prostituted, at the altar of gold. The American working man has no one but himself to blame for his condition. He has fostered a monster, and it turns to rend him. In stead of crushing It. he turns aside to listen to the clinking of the money bags. He is one of a free people. Tet he en- slaves himself: he is fooled. cajoled, threatened And persuaded toy turn. He is beaten -with, the lash of poverty, and coaxed with charity until amid the noise he loses sight of the power he holds in his right to vote and his riht to count his vote. The world has scoffed at the dullness of the Russian peasantry, and wondered at the soddened minds of the Russian factory hands. How long would these b-s truths had the Russians the power of the Americans? Concerning American Kdltors. "You have been Quoted as saying you will never return to America," I ventured, "Yes." replied Gorkv. "T h quoted as sayingr many things I have not said. The American press bas mls- reprcsented me many tlmes-nearly all the time. Words have been put Into my mouth that I have never spoken, thoughts have been fathered on me that were In turn pure and impure imagina tion. And they have been plastered be fore the public. I do not - blame the American editors. In some Instances the editors have been malicious, but In to main they have been imposed upon. They have relied on what was written for them by their rep-qrters. nowhere In tne world is there bo vivid an Imagination as in the mind ot the American reporter. Xt is abnormal. There, the newspaper concerns itself very little with news it Is an Interesting magazine. It Is wonder- ful, but not a newspaper. And the re porter, ho. too, is wonderful, but he Is not a reporter. He does not report. He Imagines. He listens, then he quotes. And he forgets some things and creates others between the time he bears and the time he writes. If it is "good read ing" it 13 accepted. The editor Is not to blame, because he is managing a business Institution, and he knows the wild craving for excitement runs through the veins of the people. It thrives on what It feeds on, and the mad race of fiction and fact goes on apace with fact far behind. I do not believe the average How to Detect Imitation Pearls Artificial Gems Were Made 3000 Years Ago; Modern Method of Their Manufacture THE Imitation of gems has always existed, but in recent years this work nas been brought to a state of perfection rarely dreamed oC ly tho workers of ancient times, and the manufacture of Imitation gems of spe cially prepared irtasa, paste, etc., has become quite an Important Industry. The means o. ascertaining the gen- ulneness of pearls, which are frequent ly Imitated with marvelous skill, is es pecially important to the layman, even though the jaweler may quickly de tect them. Bays the Jewelers Circular Weekly? Imitations are usually lighter than real pearls, and generally are brittle (although some are made solid of fish scales, and do not. break so easily), while the holes, which In the real pearl are drilled very small and iiave a sharp edge, are In the false larger and have a blunt edge. As a rule, the Imitation pearls are like hol low spheres of fgiass colored Internally i with a coating- imitating' the orient of natural pearl. The manufacture of these articles em braces two series of operations, the pro duction of the sphere and the introduc tion of coating:. The spheres are produced by the glassblower, who tjy aid of an enameller's lamp solders the extremity of a tube when the substance is of the right consistency. In this way are ob tained very regular little spheres that serve for the composition of the ordi nary quality of false pearls. In -the more heautiful imitations the tube employed Is slightly opalescent, and the slass blower, besides, gives to the little spheres while they are yet malleable certain slight per- ceptihle inequalities of surface by gently tapplnsr them with a small Iron bar. This gives them a still greater resemblance to natural pearls, which are very seldom absolutely regular. Imitations Made by Egyptians. Imitation pearls wero manufactured in Egypt at least 15 centuries before our era, say authorities, and the manufac ture seems to have remained stationary there f or a long- time. The manufacture of a false pearl at Rome goes back to the period when the taste for fine pearls be came general, and Pliny Indicates this in the most precise manner. The silence of other ancient authors on imitation pearls allows us -simply to conjecture what must Jiave been their use among the inferior "classes, which in all ages have considered themselves obliged to Imitate cheaply the luxuries of the higher circles, so we must abandon those remote times and come directly to "Venice, where we shall find, if not the origin, at least the mention of this Industry, the first productions of which are lost in the night of time. The first authentic mention of imita tion pearls dates from the year 13X8, when the manufacturers, called by the name of paternoster makers and pearl makers, were established either at Venice or at Murano. At first the arlass balls were filled with various ma terials, generally with abase of mer cury, but in the year 1680 a rosary maker named Tacquln conceived the Idea of using In the place of this mer curial mixture a harmless substance American editor would misinterpret me. They are very fair men when you meet them. And they have a sense of the proprieties. But when you are viewed from a distance, you become an Inani mate object, a vehicle with which to make the world laugh or cry as the wish dictates. They know their public', and they must throw out their sops to fill the bellies of tlm sensation mongers, the hypocrites, tho grovellers, and the sleek haired jurists who ruin homes and violate the moral la.w of Ood and man while they sing the Twelfth Psalm on Sunday, put their nickel coinft in the church collection boxes, and set forth essuyH on moral and social ethics. These people hide themselves from the truth. 'Mother' Tells the Story. "They art shrouded In the foul-smelV- lng vapor of bheir hypocritical personal!.- ties. But the truth will shine on." . "Arid Russia will be free?' "Yes, Russia will be free." "When?" VI am not a prophet. But she will be free. The truth will make her free." "Do you think, the American influence has helped toward reform In Russia? "No,- Kot at all. The American newa- papers-r-or some of them have done more to hold back the cause of freedom than to help it. They have published all sorts of absurd and silly articles,, they hava described conditions that men of prestige and of Influence who miffht be of reat use to the cause, know to be false and Billy. They have not been satisfied with the truth that has not been bad enough. They have published articles statins that millions of men and women are at the very point of frenzy trom hunger. Ana this every three or four weeks. It Is not enough that millions of men and wo men are sodden . degraded. povert y- gtrlrken, cold, and wanting the decencies of life, and that many are really starv ing:. Mo. This must be exaggerated. And the sheep are Blaughtcrcd because of the cry or the wolf. The Ensiisn-speaK- Ing world never has had a proper under standing of the true conditions of the Russian people. I , havo told them in my novel, "Mother," but that work naa been suppressed In Italy. I could not have "Mother" published In Russia. Jt would not be allowed. But It will be published. in Germany, it will be published in France, and Russia will ring with It. For it Is not fiction, save in plot. It Is the flrst true picture of conditions as they are, it ls the nrst true explanation of the causes that have brouglit them about that has been published. The novel ot RuHslan life has Tor the most twi-rt been a tiresome and silly pieces of imagina tion. The burning facta win stand out like a diamond in the sunlight. In this publication America will help the caut of Russian freedom, for I predict that "Mother" will have an influence that will be far reaching. Women will weep for Russia when they know -the truth: men's hearts will bleed for her. and when the majority of th'e people of the world un derstand, the evolution will be rapid, it was my mission to America. It i3 ac- complished." "You wrote the work m America?" "Yes, In the mountains." that produced an Infinitely more per- feet color. This substance, tho enense of orient. Is formed from tho -h.1-h of the t - lette, a little wliltc tjsii which abounds In the Snine. tho Marne and the Lorret. The fishes are rubbed rather roughly in pure water in a large basin, and trie water Is then strained through a linen cloth and the residue Is left for several daya to settle. The sediment thus ob tained forms the essence of orient. It requlrei from 17,000 to 18,000 fishes for 500 grammes (a little more than a pound) of this substance. Tha scaly substance is HKely to decompose quickly and numerous chemical agents are employed by different manufactur es to preserve it. These means are kept secret, but It is known that liqul't ammonia or the volatile alkali is one of the substances most commonly used. Preserving Fish Scales, The discovery of a method of pre serving the brilliancy of fish scales has'led to their export from Restov-on-Don, Russia, for the last five or sir years. The fish used are so small that nets of 5,000,000 to 8.000,000 strands In the mesh are used. fc'eventy-two pounds of fish yield 14 ounces of scales, -which are powdered with some preservative, packed in ten-pound tins. hermetically sealed and sent by parcel post to Berlin, Stettin and Pari?. More than eight tons have already been ex ported. The scales are thought to be used for tho making; of artificial pearls and similar articles. The trade Is (crowing, and St. Petersburg, Warsaw, Vlteslk and Astrakhan liave bea-un to export. The process of coloring the pearl is commenced by lining the Interior of the ball with a delicate layer of perfectly Umpid and colorless parchment Klue. and before it ! quite dry the essence of orient is Introduced by means ot a slender blowpipe. It Is allowed to dry, the pearl Is filled with wax and if intended for av necklace Is pierced. Artificial pearls are also made( from beads of opalescent glass filled with gum, the polish of the class beln? reduced by the vapor of hydrofluoric acid. Very itood imitations of the genuine pearl are made from mother 'of pearl also. This material Is cut to required shape and polished! beautifully, when it has an appearance very similar to that of the genuine article, though an expert can readily dis tinguish the Imitation from the genuine gem. There are at present on the market Imitations of pearls consisting of a cen tral sphere of china, stone or mother of pearl, with an outside coating resem bling' celluloid In structure, but having a color and lustre that closely simulate those of fcenuine pearls. Some of these ' are made in spheres and pear shapes too perfect In detail by far, but others show defects In form such as are met with In natural pearls. A simple and quick way to detect these imitations Is to touch them to the tongue, upon which they appear warm, as does celluloid, and not cold, as do natural pearls. The outer coating; may be scraped, wltb a sharp knife. I i