The Sunday Oregonian., July 12, 1908, Magazine Section, Page 4, Image 50

BT JOHN ELFRETH WATKINS.
THAT Americans hankering for ti
tles of nobility can now tfbtaln
them without braving the perils
of international marriage, and even
without renouncing their citizenship
here, appears not to be fully realized
by the public. While the Constitution
forbids any Federal officeholder's re
ceiving a title from any "King, Prince
or foreign state" without the consent
of Congress which never in the world
would be given in the case of a title
of nobility citizens in private life can
become Courtis, Countesses, Marquises,
Marchionesses and what not, ad libi
tum, provided they possess the eclat or
the money, particularly the latter.
Our Latest Marchioness.
Mrs. Hugh McLaughlin, the Brooklyn
woman made a Marchioness the other
day by the Pope, is the fifth American
to have recently received a title of no
bility from the Vatican; The title of
Marquis would have been conferred
probably at the same time upon her
husband, the late Hugh McLaughlin,
who for many years was Democratic
leader of Brooklyn. The fact that he
began life as a ropemaker and later
was & fishmonger would have had no
effect with the present democratic
Pope, whose brother is a lettercarrier
and whose sister is the wife of a wine
shop keeper. Mr. McLaughlin became a
rich promoter and was one of those
who pushed through the scheme for
the Brooklyn bridge. He was also one
of the founders of St. Mary's Hospital
In Brooklyn, where he aided the news
boys' home and subscribed generously
. toward the building of St. James' Pro
Catheural, which ho also presented
with a marble altar costing 10,000.
The new Marchioness married him
Just after he left his position as mas
ter mechanic in the Brooklyn Navy
Yard to become Register of Kings
County. She was Ellen Keyes, of New
ton, N. J., and before her. conversion
to Catholicism was a member of the
Putch Reformed Church. Since her hus
band's death she htta carried out . his
frenerous charities and recently when
Bishop McDonnell led a pilgrimage of
Brooklynltes to Rome he reported her
generosity to the Pope, with the re
sult that now, at the age of 78, she
becomes a Marchioness and a member
of the Papal Court.
American Marquis Former Plumber.
Another American Marchioness Is the
wife of Martin Maloney, the Philadel
phia gas magnate, who is himself a
Marquis, both of their titles having
been conferred by tho present Pope
In reward for generous Catholic chari
ties: and in this ease also his Holiness
.showed his drmocracy, for Martin Ma
loney, who was born in Ireland, began
life as a plumber and gasfitter. But In
Amerirs a plumber is an autocrat of
autocrats a much more formidable
personage than ever a Marquis and
Mr. Maloney has not allowed his new
title to turn his head. He does not
publish it In the biographical gazettes
which make note of him. When a young
man he came to Scranton, Pa., where,
after looking about him. he saw a.
chance to get rich, and not being the
kind of man who lets the Ice melt at
his door before he gets up In the morn-
,lng, hs made himself a captain of in
dustry. Besides their home on Logan
Square. Philadelphia, the Marquis and
Marchioness Maloney maintain at
Spring Lake Beach, N. J., a white mar
ble palace modeled after the town hall
rof Dublin, and which they call Bal
langarry, after the Marquis' birthplace
In the Emerald Isle.
Coumrss Leary a Settlement Worker
The title of countess was conferred upon
Miss Annie Learv. of New Vnrir k t-
.Leo XIII shortly before his death. This
Investiture was also in recognition of
generous Catholic charities. Countess
ieary is 10 iew York's "Little Italy
wiim jnne AaoaiM, or Hull House, Is to
the poor of Chicago. Appalled by the
poverty of the U.000 Italians congested
In this neighborhood, she purchased for
J.T5.000 a six-story bulldlnr richt In tha
heart of It, renovated this property, later
added some neighboring structures, and
openea up classes m painting, in music
as well, as a kindergarten. She is taking
' In hand the Italians of the second gen
eration, ana arter sne has worked them
through her kindergarten and primary
courses she Is going to Institute a high
school, and later a university, where
degrees will be given In solence, medi
cine, law and other branches of learning.
Pope Leo also made a count of Reginald
Henshaw Ward, form rely of New York,
' tho great-great-grandson, at ArteiBUaJfjUhar as president of the Louis villa ft
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Ward, who was First Major General of
the continental army during the Revolu
tion. When Reginald Ward was still in
his twenties he was a prosperous broker
In Wall street, and his first foreign con
nection was when he became acting Rou
manian consul in New York. Later he
gave up his American Interests and went
to London, soon afterward receiving the
title, of count from the Vatican. In 1889
he had married Miss Edyth, daughter of
Horatio Victor Newcomb, a New York
capitalist, formerly of Louisville. In
London Count Ward and his young wife
were intimates of Mrs. Ronalds, the
Countess Romney, Lady Randolph
Churchill and Mrs. Arthur Paget. Soon
the count had heaped upon him decora
tions from many of the crowned heads of
Europe. The King of Portugal decorated
him with the grand cross of tho Royal
Order of Villa Vicasa and made him
knight commander of the Order of
Chrlsto, while the King of Spain made
htm knight commander of the Royal
and Distinguished Order of Carlos III,
and he also got a coronation medal from
Alfonzo XIII. The Shah of Persia consti
tuted him grand officer of the Imperial
Order of the Lion and the Bun. and the
King of Servla Invested him with the
titles of grand officer of tho Order of St.
Bava and knight commander of the Order
of Takavo. He also received a coronation
medal from the King of Ronmanla. who
now has him under commission in Lon
don as consul general. Besides all of these
titles he is a member of our Order of the
Cincinnati, the Military Order of Foreign
Wars and the Society of Mayflower De
scendants. Calls Himself "i,ord of tho Manor."
In the British "Who's Who" he calU
himself "Lord of th Manor of North
Scarle, Lincolnshire." Ha belongs to the
Wellington Club, of Bath, and the Travel
ers' Club, of Paris; Is an enthusiastic
motorist, and maintains quite a fashion
able establishment In Fulwell Park.
Twickenham, London, in which city he
conducts a brokerage business.
His wife, who divorced him In 1903,
shared generously in a strange ill-fate
which overhung her family for several
generations. Her paternal grandfather
married a Miss Reed on what wu sup
posed to be her deathbed, but she re
gained her health and bora him several
children. ' While she was suffering from
a nt of insanity she threw her thre little
sons out of a window, and while two of
them were thus killed, the third. Mrs.
Ward's father, lived to eucceed his
THE SUNDAY
Not RichlGirlslWho Married Them
But iRich .Yankees Who Acquired Them
By CharityJand Direct Purchase
Nashville railroad. Before his death,
however, his wife sued to have him de
clared Incompetent to manage his estate,
and after she lost her suit she lived
abroad. The daughter, four months after
divorcing Count Ward, married Nathaniel
Gibbs Ingraham, who in a little more
than a year sued her for failure to carry
out an alleged anti-nuptial agreement to
pay him J1500 a year. This suit Is said
to have been settled out of court, and two
years ago this unhappy lady died of con
sumption in Scotland.
Young 'Westinghousa a Count.
It was lately reported that Mrs. George
Westlnghouse, wife of the airbrake mag
note, had bought for their only son the
Italian title of Count, under which he Is
presented at the courts of Europe, al
though not making use of It in this, coun
try. All of this Is not at all improbable,
since Italian nobles are of two kinds
those of ancient lineage, and others, who
having bought estates, take the titles be
longing to them.
Overshadowing all of theso cases, how
ever. Is that of Albert Kirby Fairfax, for
merly of Prince George County, Mary
land, who calls himself "twelfth Baron
Fairfax of Cameron, in the peerage of
Scotland." and who is spoken of as "Lord
Fairfax" by his associates in ths New
York brokerage firm of which be is a
partner. Indeed, this peerage is his by
right of blood, he has for some years
been received In English society as a
lord and he Is included in Wnlttaker's
list of the peerage. Although his claims
have never 'been questioned in England,
ths King, complying with a formality
necessary for the legal use of the title, re
ferred to the House of Lords a few weeks
ago the petition "of Albert Kirby Fair
fax, claiming to be Lord Fairfax of Cam
eron, in the peerage of Scotland, that
His Majesty might cause his right to the
title and dignity of Lord Fairfax of Canv
eron to be declared and established."
Maryland May Sit in Lords.
But Baron Fairfax of Cameron, and
likewise of Maryland, will not upon this
confirmation of his -title have a tight to a
seat in. the House of Lords until he can be
elected from Scoltand In the same way
that Lord Curzon was recently elected
from Ireland.
This young man, who celebrated bis
88th birthday on ths 23d of last month.
Is the son of Dr. John Contee Fairfax,
a Maryland County doctor, who wore his
beard Uncle Sam style, and who was no
table (or him democoraUo ways cad abhor
OREGOXEAN, PORTLAND,
am
rence of titles. This, unpretentious Amer
ican, who died In 1900, Is referred to In his
son's biography as the "eleventh B'aron,"
while the wife and mother, who was the
daughter of Colonel Edmund Kirby, UV
S. A., is listed at "Mary. Baroness Fair
fax." All Americans are familiar with the
story of tho old Lord Fairfax. George
Wrashlngton's friend and employer, who
nearly broke his heart over Washington's
disloyalty to King George, and who died
upon his vast Virginia estate a few years
after the revolution. This lord being a
bachelor, his title went to his brother
Robert, who had returned to England,
and upon the tatter's death It fell upon
Bryan Fairfax, rector of Christ Church,
Alexandria, Vs., another brother. The
house of lords recognized this clergyman's
claim in 0800, but he never used It, nor
has any of his descendants until the
present time, although they were repeat
edly Invited, as peers, to attend important
court functions, such as coronations and
Jubilees. But when Albert Kirby Fairfax,
after his father's death, was Invited to
attend King Edward's coronation as a
Scotch peer he got measured for his
peer's robes and went. Being the first
Fairfax who In recent generations has
developed, any great genius for making
money, perhaps hs considered particularly
the business side of this honor, for since
entering the British nobility he has built
up a large and powerful European clien
tele for his firm. At any rate, he con
ducts himself as a modest, unpretentious
American citizen while to New York, and
says he values ths title because it is a
family heirloom. Like the first Lord
Fairfax who lived In America, he Is a
bachelor, and once the house of lords has
put the pure peerage label on his six
pearled coronet gossip will be telling us
whether the future Lady Fairfax Is to be
an American or an English glrL
His elevation to the peerage will not va
cate his American citizenship as long as
be retains his brokerage office in Wall
street sr spends a reasonable part of his
time loa the United States. Domicile is the
basis of tho State Department's ruling In
such cases, affecting native-born Amer
icans, whose remaining continuously
abroad beyond a reasonable time creates
tho presumption of expatriation. In the
casa of a naturalized American, however,
the question is not one of policy, but of
law, there being a definite statute, under
which allegiance to an- alien's native rules
and state must be renounced before nat
uralization can bo granted. Thus, this
young Marylander can continue to enjoy
his dual personality as Lord of Cameron
and Mr. Fairfax so long as he can raise
JULY 12, 1908.
sufficient steamship fares to make fre
quent visits to America.
"Lord Astor" tho Xext.
William Waldorf Astor has pulled every
wire which might possibly lead him to the
peerage, this since he expatriated himself
here by becoming naturalized as a British
citizen In 1S99. He made good headway at
first by managing to gain an entree into
the most exclusive circles of both the
nobility and royalty, but had hardly en
Joyed a year of his cherished British cit
izenship when he lost his temper, dis
missed Sir Berkeley-Milne from his house,
whither, he claimed, the lafler had come
uninvited. Sir Berkley happened to be a
chum of the King, who was then Prince
of Wales, and thence arose the latter's
quarrel with Mr. Astor, which was not
patched up until within the past year.
Then things began to look brighter again
for Mr. Astor's coveted peerage and he
got his son In the exclusive Life Guards
Regiment, besides continuing, as all ths
while, to lavish his money upon British
charities, and the coronet was said to be
almost within his grasp, when this Spring
he made the further blunder of present
ing to an English museum the flag of our
frigate Chesapeake, which was surren
dered to the British during the war of
1812. . Mr. Astor bought this flag, and his
giving it to England has so angered
Americans that the King Is said to now
withhold the former New Yorker's peer
age for diplomatic reasons.
Some hold that even if the King be will
ing Mr. Astor cannot become a peer be
cause of a law passed during the reign of
William III which deprives the crown of
power to confer peerages upon natural
ized aliens, a law enacted because that
monarch was conferring too many Eng
lish peerages upon Dutch republicans. Mr.
Astor would not be thus disqualified, how
ever, from becoming a baronet or a
knight. British peerages were granted
quite freely In exchange for campaign
contributions during Queen Victoria's
reign, and some of them cost their hold
ers more than a million dollars, but King
Edward has been reported to be averse to
their being marketed in this way, and
hence they have been somewhat scarce
during his reign.
Washington. D. C, July 4.
Cleanlnsr the Howe.
Ntw Torlc Sun.
When mother starts to clean the bouse.
So full each moment files.
The week's best seller all uncut
Upon the table 11m.
She ssts she can't afford the time
For storing of her mind;
6he cannot at the classics glance
Or she would fall behind.
She know not how the world wags on
Or what the changing views;
6he cannot waste the precious hours
To read the morning news.
Hut when she cleans the closets out
In the morning's early gloam.
She reads the papers on the shelves
Until ths cows come home, .
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Subtle Cloud Pictures in June
OH, glorious pageant of Summer, ex
ceeding beauty of flower, sweet song
of bird, bright radiance of June
sunshine! Now is ths flood tide of na
ture, her brief, but perfect hour. The
year has dropped the swaddling bands
of Spring and revels in the maturity of
full-grown delight. There is a sound
in the air, a peculiar murmur heard only
In June In that day "so rare," so praised
by painter and poet. The music of
Summer Is everywhere, in the passing
breeze, In the green hedgerow, in the
broad-branching trees, In the grass
blades, swinging merrily, in every little
atom, all the myriad particles that to
gether make the season perfect. 1
It is not the August hum, the midsum
mer music which will soon be 'heard over
the hay harvest In the valley, or the
berry gathering on the hillside. It is not
loud enough for that, not so full of ma
tronly pride, and does but tremble on the
extreme edge of hearing. The branches
wave and rustle, the flies buzz, the bees
hum, the sap moves incessantly upward
In tree or plant, the pollen drops from
flower, the grass waves in acres and
acres, all . combining - to make a vague
but delightful undertone of nature's own
pure music.
The Earth and the Sky.
The earth itself, rained on. and warmed
over and over again, sends up a faint
resonance from under our passing foot
steps, the fervor of the sunlight, de
scending in a tidal flood, falls on the
strung harp of the moving sphere and
over it all hangs the beautiful blue dome,
gleaming with silvery clouds, like a great
ear, "trying to find If it be in tune."
It is this exquisite undertone, heard and
yet unheard, which brings the heart into
sweet accord with Itself, and all creation
besides.
The sky has often been called a dome,
and no other word seems so fitly asso-.
elated with Its blue mystery, and In
these June days it comes down very
close to earth and melts into the far
horizon. Even when we see no clouds
there is something magical, a changing
pulsating mass of color, infinitely subtle
In Its expressions, and when closely
scrutinized, as baffling, as troubling to
the eye as the ever-changing play of the
aurora. With its covering of cloud, so
varying In form and color, the June sky
is the most notable object in nature. And'
It is surprising to remember that of all
visible things. It is the commonest.
"Beauty the Fundamental Law.
The great vault covers sea and land,
but of the three elements, sky Is the
Only universal one. Ruskln says, some
where, that the purposes of nature might
have been served Just as well If an ugly
black rain cloud had now and then cov
ered" the heavens and discharged Its con
tents upon the earth; but as if beauty
were a primary matter, the wjiole scenery
of the sky obeys a law of exquisite and
perpetual change. This ceaseless va
riety of sky-forms Is one reason why so
little Is known about them. It takes a
remarkable display of color - and outline
to fix a place In memory. The most re
markable storms are soon forgotten and
very few of us can display a half dozen
sky scenes on the walls of our mental
picture gallery.
Changing of the Clouds.
Nothing In nature Is so Immaterial, so
delicately changing, as the clouds. On
warm Summer days they steal up from
the horizon and melt away Into the
azure. It Is Impossible to tell where the
tints begin or end. At other times the
clouds are visibly suspended In great
misty curtains between earth and heaven.
The little child has the feeling in that
old country ballad.
"I long to He, dear mother.
On the cool and fragrant grae,
With calm blue sky above my bead
And the shadowy clouds that pass."
On these still June days, when great
masses of soft vapor fill the awful dome,
the procession of figures is like a scene
of enchantment. Stately animals stride
past, broad-winged birds sail into the
West, great chariots move slowly by,
and turn into mighty giants as they near
the horizon. Sometimes we see flocks
of white Bheep troop leisurely along into
other pastures; tail towers and cas
tles that rise out of shapelessness into
graceful symmetry, only to dissolve like
visions: nameless forms that rise, glide
past and vanish into space, until change
seems the law of the world, and perma
nence only a myth. When the sun has
set, and this dissolving view of the va
pors becomes a painted spectacle, the
eye Is feasted with color, as the fancy
has been with form. The dull gray
cloud banks are strangely tinted, then
grow into a warm suffusion, then fads
away until only a golden glow lingers
on the horizon. The effect stays la
memory long after the details of the pic
ture are forgottten, Uko the haunting
rhythm of some favorite poem, or the
symphony of some grand old master,
whose song comes from the heart.
Messenger of Loveliness.
The most delicate of the cloud coloring
is seen in the morning. The pearl of the
seashell and the iris of the dove's wing
love to tint the dawn skies, while peop!..
are yet asleep. It is a wise thing, now
and then, to rise before the sun. and1
see what messengers of loveliness he
sends on in advance. The first gray
streaks are full of prophecy. The faint
amber, lllao and opaline hues that ting.
the clouds mock all effort at description.
When the car of Aurora, the dawn
maiden, has moved further on, a yellow
flame burns In the East, scattering fire
brands along the Northern and Southern .
horizons, and casts a lurid flood upon the '
opposite heights. Sometimes there is a !
wonderful conflict between the light and j
shade, the darkness battles with the on- j
coming dawn, and lingers In Its strong- j
hold even when the lances of yellow '
light bristle thickly In the East.
Flay of Light and Color.
Certain localities furnish finer cloud
pictures than others, certain seasons di
vide the glory of eart'a with the glory of
the skies; atmosphere, mountain and sea
afford different conditions for the play
of light and color. In the month of June
the deep blue of the sky reflects the rain
bow colors of flower and forest, and each
fair day shows some new vision of beauty
In the heavenly picture gallery. The popt
sings the meaning of the clouds. They
are the daughters of earth and water
and nursling of the sky. After the soft
rains of these long June days, when the
pavilion of heaven Is bare, the winds and
sunbeams call them again to All up the
blue dome, and these laughing daughter:
of the mist come In their shining, fleecy
garments. They pass through the pores
of oceans and shores. They change, but
they cannot die. And the June skies
linger forever in memory a gracious amt
unfading vision of light and shade K
A. Matthews in the St. Louis Globe
Democrat. USING MACHINERY TO
INDDSE SLEEP
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manufacturer, as he led the way to
his huge plant.
He opened a door into a long room
where two rows of girls were boxing in
struments like eiectrio fans, the wings of
the fans being studded with small round
mirrors.
"Many Insomniacs," he said, "can sleep
at the window of an express train. The
sight of the landscape rushing by them
invariably brings on a refreshing nap.
Well, this machine, with Its whirl and
glitter of revolving mirrors, acts on the
eye and brain in the same soothing man
ner, and the Insomniac whom a train ride
helps, is Invariably helped by tills.
"Here," he said, entering a smaller
room, "we turn our slumber balls."
A number of young men were rounding
and polishing balls of bright metal, and
he took one In his hand.
"Fixed high above the head," he said,
"so that it strains the eye to stare at it,
this ball frequently brings sleep to In
somniacs of a melancholic type.
"In the next room we make a small
machine for clamping the arteries leading
to the brain. It is easy to adjust and It
very considerably diminishes the flow of
blood to the brain centers. To certain
nervous, feverish insomniacs authors,
actors and so on the clamp often brings
sleep In a few minutes.
"And here we make a very simple
battery that while the patient lies in bed
sends a mild current up and down his
spine. The battery treatment usually
succeeds best with female Insomniacs.
"We employ," he concluded, "500 hands
here. It is a tribute, isn't it, to the
hectic activity of our 20th century civili
zation, a great mill like this, devoted to
the production of sleep for those who are
too tired and nervous to rest naturally?"
Treason and Reason.
Cleveland Leader.
Archbishop Ryan once concluded a bril
liant defence of the Irish cause when a
listener shouted:
"But the Irish are guilty of treason."
"Perhaps." replied the Archbishop, "but
please remember that what is treason
elsewhere becomes reason In Ireland be
cause of the absentee,"