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- BANDON RECORDER ■-------- » tacb W««k BANDON........................... ORBGON Castro finds bUDMlf reduced to tn* grade of International nuisance. Now the price of liberty is quoted at the market rate of a sufficient sup ply of Dreadnoughts. Nmperor William has had himself photographed in an ordinary business suit, which cost only >300. This would be a beautiful, great and glorious world if college professors could only be made to think so. In navigating the air, as in navigat ing the water, there is a whole lot in the sort of landing that you make. Russia has the cholera, which is a little worse than having the grand dukes with which that country has been afflicted. Women may not be saveges, as Pro fessor Starr insists, but did you ever tell one of them that her baby didn’t know anything? The Persian shah says he has zeal ously worked for constitutional gov ernment all the time. How he has dissembled his love, then! The man who invented wireless telegraphy accomplished a great deal more than had he put in his time play ing checkers at the country store. An English official in India has killed 130 tigers, but don't be sorry for the big cats. They kill several times that number of human victims •very year. Baseball follows the American flag One of the most recent Instances of this curious phenomenon is the report that Yankee sailors have Introduced their national sport into Liberian Monrovia. Travelers who never have seen the Salton sea will be Interested In know ing that it Is scheduled to disappear by evaporation In 1925, and they •hould not put off visiting it until It la too late. A young Brooklyn bride on her home-coming Invited to the celebra tion six young men to whom she had previously been engaged. They got •ven with the bride by coming and celebrating their narrow escape. The abandoned farms of the East will not remain abandoned. Many of them can now be bought at $10 per acre. Some of them have good houses and barns When the wild West la all bought up land buyers will start east ward. It Is stated that the War Depart ment can find no warrant for dropping Captain Peter Hains from the rolls. If present regulations compel the car rylng of a felon serving sentence for manslaughter on the military list of “officers and gentlemen,” Congress should be appealed to to provide a remedy. European art collections cannot es cape the Americans. The British news papers have lately been excited over the danger of Holbein's portrait of the Duchess of Milan might be bought by an American and brought to this country. It has been saved for Eng land by the generosity of the Ameri can wife of an English duke. So Amer ican gold gets the painting, but Eng- lang keeps ft, and Is satisfied. There were more young women this year among the graduates of our uni versities, colleges, training schools and high schools than ever before. Each year the number, as compared with that of male students in the Institu tions of advanced education, has grown larger and larger, until now it is said they constitute fully one-fourth. It is not at all unlikely that before many years have passed they will make up onehalf, although such a possibility was little dreamed of a generation ago. While the Dutch prince consort was looking out of the window at his little daughter, who was having an airing in the palace garden at The Hague, he •aw the sentinel at the garden gate hesitate a moment as the sleeping princess was wheeled toward him In her carriage, then come to attention and present arms in salute. It was the first military salute the baby had •ver received In her own presence The father was delighted, and sent for the •oldler, and gave him a bank note with which to buy a souvenir of the occa sion. They are telling this In Holland with full appreciation of the fathers pride and of the mother's delight when •he beard of it. The biggest thing about an airship is th« quantity of superheated air that Inflates it, and much of the talk of th« day about airships is of the •am« stuff The mighty dirigible. In vulnerable, lightning proof ami wind- defiant, loaded with Its mortars and paraphernalia for raining down death dealing bombs, is still a rainbow which all the world can see. but may never reach Perhaps it will some day be come a practical means of transporta tion; without doubt It may be used as a spy, a lookout to give noth e of the approach of an enemy; doubtless as well. It may be used as a messenger I* aarry a few men fiom - amp to <a.up •r frfim sMp «her*. Fut ft ?• not going t« accomplish all th« horrors now being claimed for ft. The w. nder of the hen grow« win. contemplation Here Is a creature, not a native of the country, but an immigrant at that, who is producing more wealth than all the mines of the country, and as much as all but the first three or four of the great agri cultural staples. Yet how little she is known and how little appreciated! We laugh at her awkward walk and her still more awkward run; at her per sistent habit of crossing the road in front of a carriage, and then crossing hack again; and her serlous-mlnded- ness over what seem to us small con cerns has given a new descriptive term to the language. But the United States government does appreciate the hen. It has produced many books about her. the latest of which, just issued, concerns the egg trade of the country. There is much in the little monograph that will prove useful both to those who keep hens and to those who eat eggs. In spite of the great Increase In the poultry Industry dur ing the last quarter-century, the sup ply has not kept pace with the de mand, as is shown by the fact that the price of eggs has been rising for the past ten or twelve years. Fresh ness, the quality most desired In eggs. Is. as thq Department of Agriculture points out. not a definite term. Its only real meaning must apply to the condi tion of the contents, and this may b« better In one egg that has been prop erly kept for eight months than in an other that Is only forty-eight hours old and not properly kept. The meth ods of marketing eggs now tn use ar« severely criticised as wasteful and in efficient, entailing unnecessary losses to the producer and needlessly high prices to the consumer. The elimina tion of the "country general store” as the first market, the encouragement of quality-buying. Instead of the pres ent case-count method, more prompt collections by the farmer, better stor age by the farmer’s wife, and co-opera tion among the egg-raisers of a com munity are some of the changes rec ommended. THE AGE OF ANNIE. She Uni a Patient Girl Who Put In Many Sticliea. “It must be one of their chief citi zens.” said Elinor Weeks, as she stood with her mother In the prow of the steamer anchored at the dock, and watched a long funeral procession file slowly down the one business street of the Island resort. "Every one in the village seems to be going "There’s that young fellow we had to drive us about when we stopped here last summer,” Mrs. Weeks an- sw’ered. "I'm going to ask him.” The young man on the dock below heard the signal, and lifted a pair of eyes red with weeping. Then, touch ing his cap respectfully, he left his work and came on board. "It's Annie Burdan,” he told them, solemnly. “And we won't know how to get along without Annie. She was a dressmaker, you know, but that don't tell it. If anybody was sick and need ed a nurse—Annie was there. If there was a dance—it wasn't worth having without Annie could come. Bhe was the life of everything—just the life.” He wiped his eyes. "She must have been a sweet girl," said Mrs. Weeks, kindly. “Annie was more than that, ma'am. I can't express what she was. A little mite of a body, and yet every house on this island is empty to-day. Why, Annie—ever since I can remember, Annie's been going from house to house, helping make the baby clothes, and the wedding dresses—and the shrouds. My mother was showing me this morning the white dress I was christened In and all the little tucks and trimmings that Annie would put In. She made it.” Hfs voice choked, and again his eyes filled with tears. "Your christening dress? 8he was older than I thought, then. She wasn’t a girl?” He met the question in blank sur prise. "I never gave it a thought," he said, simply. "No; Annie couldn't rightly be called a girl, I suppose. But old—I can't say, ma'am. All is, no matter what happened, Annie was al ways just the right age.”—Youth’r Companion. Th» Man Shopper. The man who goes a-shopplng hasn’t any chance at all— He gets slammed against the counters and gets smashed against the wall; In their element fair shoppers give him jolts and elbow pecks And in other ways apprise him they are of the gentler sex; The floorwalker's directions make his head begin to swim And the clerks are patronizing and su perior to him — Oh, their glances, how they quell him, Oh, the fairy tales they tell him. Oh. the kind of Junk they sell him— Yes. Indeed, his chance is slim. —Kansas City Times. Strange. "We men down at the factory can't understand it at all.” “What?" "The old man put fils son in charge of one of the departments today, and the young fellow really acts as though he knows something"—Detroit Fr«« Pre». Ill < hltHgo, “I want to get a collar suitable for a dinner party.". ' This one is the correct thing, air.” “It's too tight. I'd never be able t* tuck a napkin in that!”—Youk«f» St*4«»saan Old Favorites The PAINTING'S APPEAL TO THE DILETTANT. By Marcel Prevost. Painting, I believe, is getting to be the most tempting art for the dilettant, more tempting even than music. There are more painters than there are musicians, writers, than everything else, almost. There are in finite numbers of them. The mo»t modest banquet of painters reunites hundreds of guests. At every exposition modern paint ings cover a large area of space. And what does honor to these volunteers of art Is the fact that no financial bait Induces the greater part of these paint era to follow this vocation. In justice to these dilettanti of the brush it must be •aid that many of them do not pretend that they will gain either glory or fortune by their paintings Less presumptuous than poets, less chimerical than must clans, many men of talent who hang up their pictures in salons from time to time admit that they paint for the pleasure of painting only. The pleasure of painting Is complex. While giving an occupation for the painter's fingers, painting Is not exactly a thing to 6tlr the soul of the amateur. The amateur is not required to undertake a number of com positions and to pick out the most difficult. A faithful reproduction of a house at the edge of a stream, and the amateur has gained the name of an artist. Painting within the limits In which the dilettant exercises It Is one of those arts where Invention and originality have been greatly reduced. A successful copy of a picture of a great master with them passes for a work of art. The most mediocre painting has a thousand times more of a chance to be seen than a literary masterpiece has the chance to be read. It Is for these reasons that can vas and brush stand in no danger of remaining Idle But will art gain by It? That Is another question. / “OLD MAN” PROBLEM FOR YOUNG MAN. By John A. Howland. Young men. middle aged men and old men have been Interested alike in the problem of the "old man” !n business That specific com plaint of the old man Is that he Is not want ed. Modern business admits the fact. But young men and men in the prime of their lives must grow old. What are the young men and the men of middle age going to do about It? It is not likely that in any near future the methods of modern business will so change that the old man, per se, will be more In demand than he Is now. Economic philosophies are to the effect that In general the man who has grown old ought to have a competence upon which to retire. Cold, hard facts that are Indisputable show how impossible this is Probably in the vast majority of cases where earnest, honest men have worked at a chosen work that old age problem is met if, until the end, the worker is privileged to work. To die in the harness Is by thou sands considered an ideal ending of an ideal life. Ac cumulated money and Idle ease have shortened thou sands of lives at the expense of contentment. For this Fever, A clinical thermometer Is probably as matter-of-course a household con venience in most families as Is a step ladder or a broom; and It Is well that its use and the general significance of its disclosures should be under stood by those in authority; but fussi ness and constant resort to it and con tinual discussion of temperatures are to be deplored. The old-fashioned way of placing the hand upon the child's body and an nouncing that it "felt feverish” or “had a fever,” without any regard to mathematical accuracy as to degrees and fractions, worked just as well and perhaps better than the new-fashioned way, carried to a nervous extreme. At the same time a rise of tempera ture always means something, and it most decidedly means the calling In of a physician if It does not go down of Itself or yield to simple remedies. When the temperature is taken by the mouth the thermometer should register about ninety-eight and seven tenths degrees, although this may vary at different times during the day in perfectly well people. When it reg isters ninety-nine degrees, or ninety- nine and five-tenths degrees, the per son Is said to be feverish. Anything below ninety-eight degrees Is subnor mal, and anything over one hundred and five degrees Is called hyperpy rexia, or high fever. In many cases a fever Is a sort of blessing In disguise. These are the fevers caused by the toxins of bac teria, of which typhoid Is a type. The whole system Is then engaged In a fight against the germs, and the battle Is waged to more advantage, apparent ly, when "the blood is fighting hot." This Is why, although the fever can be beaten down by the application of cold and the administration of drugs, it Is often poor practice to suppress it In this way. Getting the fever down may be a momentary satisfaction, but It does nothing to help cure the un derlying cause. It is as if a general should insist upon silencing his own guns. At the same time the fever must be watched and kept In check, because this sort of fight Is calling for an im mense outlay from the system, and a raging fever not only burns up bac teria, but it feeds upon tissue and blood and all it can find, as any one con testify who has watched or lived • tin ©ugh a cenvalew ea • fn>m one. type of man ft Is a certainty that ability and oppor tunity to work until the end must satisfy What. then, shall the young man choos«—if he can—promising him that longest independent usefulness? Every day in the great cities no keen observer is needed to see thousands of young men risking their whole future in actions that can be only ruinous to them. Not all these actions are positive. The negative stand may be as menacing in a hundred ways This working capital is working capital, not idling, careless, timeserving routine, with dissipation sandwiched be tween in the off hours from duty. But even work it self may be blind work. It may be honest work, with only the next pay day In the mind of the worker Or it may b« cleareyed, conscientious work that Involves a future more than it contemplates the results of yester day or of last year. “Am I a better worker than I was last year?" is the specific question. "Why am I not better?" is the fur ther question which may need following up and forcing a definite answer. Your working capital has been lm paired if you are forced to answer this second query. What has done the mischief? Your employer, making such a discovery as to his working capital, probably would employ an expert accountant firm to show him the source of such damage. What are you going to do about your own case? MAN’S MIND PART OF UNIVERSAL MIND. By E. E. Fournier d'Albe. We are gradually and inevitably drawn to the conclusion that mind Is everything and matter but an expression of the universal mind. A table, a house or a machine Is th« embodiment of some human mind. A stone Is the embodiment of some mind at present Inaccessible to us, of some will at present Inscrutable. Of one thing we may be certain—no uni verse exists which is entirely unconnected with this of ours. We know that the fruit of our slightest act goes thuudering down the ages, that nothing Is ever effaced, that everything is of Infinite and eternal consequence. And If it leaves a permanent mark on the material universe It will affect also all Invisible universes This reflection may give a new zest to our present form of existence. To pierce Into the Innermost recesses of nature, to mold natural forces to our will, to make life happy and glorious for ourselves and our kind, to as sert our supremacy over disease and death, to conquer and rule this universe In virtue of the Infinite power within us, such Is our task here and now. The Individual is withdrawn towards that center of sentient life where all souls are one with the great over soul. What th!« future fate may be we need not now inquire. Should it ever become necessary to enter upon and pursue such Inquiry we may be sure that a full acquaintance with the laws of our preBent visible uni verse will form the best preparation for It. And these laws we shall apply with the greater confidence when we know that they suffice to Interpret not only our own universe, but the other worlds just discernible on th« horizon of our present faculties. What Is true of the fever of a germ disease Is false altogether In the fever of sunstroke. In this case the fever Is the disease. It Is not a regiment of Infantry, but a conflagration, and It must be put out as quickly as pos sible, and by all the means at one's disposal—cold baths, Ice-packs, ice water, anything that will beat It down. The character of a fever Is a great 1 assistance to diagnosis in many cases, and this Is why a physician should always be asked to sit in judgment on It. n»»lr»atrd Water, Some years ago the water In Phila delphia used to become unfit to bathe In, let alone to drink, after even the mildest kind of storm. Everybody com plained. says a writer In the Washing ton Star. One gentleman complained to Peter Burness, an Incorrigible op timist. But he received little encour agement. “Actually,” I said to Peter one morning after a storm, "1 couldn't take a bath to-day on account of the muddy water. It was like brown paste.” "Oh, I took a good long bath,” said Peter. "When the Schuylkill water is like that it is the best thing in the world to bathe in. So medicinal, you know. Better than Homburg or Ma- rlenbad or any of those places.” "But it's so muddy,” says I. "That's just the point," said Peter. “It's medicinal mud, full of all sorts of phosphates and things. To-night when you get home fill your bath, Jump In and splash about; but afterward don't use any towels.” "No towels?" I objected. "There's a much better way than towels,” said Peter. "Stand before the radiator and let the water dry on your body. Then brush It off with a whisk broom.” Th» Kullng BULL CHARGES AN AUTO. Piatioa, HIs clothes said he was a tramp, but his brow was high and his man ner grand. “Madam, may I request the favor of a pair of your husband's cast off trousers? These are some what passe.” This, with a sweep of a tattered hat, brought results In the shape of a pair of hubby's oldest, which were just about two degrees better than those the tramp was wear ing. After a critical survey of hfs ac quisition. Instead of the polite words of thanks the good woman was wait ing for. the tramp volunteered, with a deep, longdrawn sigh of regret: “Madam, I see your husband discards from weakness."—Puck. The Can«« of the Fend. First Fair One—Let me see. Who Is the oldest person In the Bible? Second Fair One—You’re down In your family Bible, aren’t you?—Brook lyn Citizen. After all, is there any one in the world more stupid than the man who comes la at the wrong timet An automobile running along the turnpike near Mill City, Pa., was charged and damaged by a plucky Guernsey bull which had broken from his pasture and was browsing by the roadside. In the machine were Dis trict Attorney O. Smith Kinner of Wyoming County, James Dershelmer of Tunkhannock, William Skinner of Washington. N. J., and Leon I). Deck er of Binghamton. N. Y. They saw the bull, but never suspected its bel ligerent Intentions. It watched the motor car curiously as It approached and when it was thirty or forty feet away the bull bellowed, lowered Its head and charged. The driver put on the brakes, but the bull and the ma chine met with a shock. The bull was sent sprawling backward. He picked himself up with a surprised air, limp ed to one side and gave the car un disputed right of way. The front of the radiator was somewhat damaged but the machine was not put out ol commission. Monkey and Goat. Fatal Wedding. The wedding bells were ringing on a moonlight winter’s night, The church was decorated, all within waa gay and bright; A mother with her lab} came and saw the lights aglow, Sh« thought of how those same bells chimed for her three years ago. "I’d like to t>e admitted, sir,” she told the sexton old, “Just for the sake of baby, to protect him from the cold.” He told her that the wedding there was for the righ and grand. And with the eager, watching crowd, outside she must stand. Chorus— While the wedding bells were ringing, while the bride and groom were there. Marching down the nlsle together, as the organ pealed an air— Telling tales of fond affection, vowing never more to part, Just another fatal wedding, just anoth er broken heart. She begged the sexton once again to let her pass inside, "For baby's sake you may step in,” the gray-haired man replied. "If any one knows reason why this couple should not wed, Speak now or hold your peace forever more," the preacher said. “I must object." the woman said, with voice so meek and mild. “The bridegroom is my husband, and this is our little child." “What proof have you?” the preacher asked. "My Infant,” she replied. She raised her babe, then km lt to pray, the little one had died. Chorus—■ The parents of the bride then took th« outcast by the arm, "We’ll care for you through life," they said, "you’ve saved our child from harm.” The outcast wife, the bride and par ents quickly drove away, The husband died by his own hand be fore the break of day. No wedding feast was spread that night, two graves were made next day—• One for the little baby, and In one th« father lay. The story has been often told, by fire sides warm and bright, Of bride and groom, of outcast, and the fatal wedding night. RECORDS OF OLD KASKASKIA Oiliest nnd Most Authentic Docu menta Vow nt M. I.outs I nlvemlty. The members of the Mississippi Val ley Historical Society visited the St. Louis University en masse recently and inspected the old historic trove, of which the university has lately be come the custodian—a set of docu ments concerning the history of this vicinity which are among the oldest and most authentic records of the past in America, the St. Louis Republic says. They .are the Kaskaskia records in which the first entry is dated 1695. They continue, with but a few gaps, down to the present time. Few rec ords in the east antedate these and none in the west. They were begun in Illinois, near Peoria, before some of the thirteen original colonies were planned. The records have been a gold mine to historians for years, but their rich es will never be exhausted. John Gil- mary Shea came west to see them thirty years ago; Edward G. Mason wrote a minute description of them, which is one of the publications of the Chicago Historical Society. Prof. C. W. Alvord, piesident of the Mississippi Valley Historical Associa tion, wrote of them in a work which has just been published by the United States government. At the time he wrote he could not locate them. They were then at Fort Gage; but the bish op of Belleville, in older to better pre serve them, has placed them in the archives of the St. Louis University. They are kept in a great iron, fire proof. combination safe. The records are those of the bap tisms, marriages and burials of the people of old Kaskaskia, near Peoria; and of the later Kaskaskia, sixty miles down the river from St. Louis. IlridKe llnlhler'a Cureer. Anybody standing on the Brooklyn bridge and looking northward up the East River will see three striking ex amples of the genius and ability of Gustavus Lindenthal, who, a matter of thirty years ago, was a mason and carpenter doing journeyman's work in Philadelphia, the Bookkeeper says. The three examples of his later de velopment are the Manhattan bridge, which Is nearing completion and is about 1,500 feet north of the Brooklyn bridge; the Williamsburg bridge, and, finally, the enormous Queensborough bridge, that was opened to traffic re cently. But this is not all. Far to the north of these three huge spans between Manhattan and Long Island there is another creation of Mr. Lin- denthal's brain—the Hell Gate bridge, designed to carry the heaviest loads of any bridge in the world, connect ing the mainland lines of the New York, New Haven & Hartford Rail road with the Long Island Railroad, and thus, by way of the tubes under the North River, bringing about a direct rail route from New England into the west. Monkeys are more renowned for mischief than for kindness, but even monkeys can be benevolent M. Mou ton records the doings of one In Guade loupe that surely seemed to merit that reputation. The monkey had a friend In a goat that went dally to the pas ture. Every night the monkey would pick out the burs and thorns, some times to the number of 2,000 or 3.000, from that goat’s fleece, In order that the animal might lie down In peace. On coming In from the pasture the goat regularly went In search of his light handed friend and submitted himself to the operation. Strange to say, the tricky Instincts of the mon key reasserted themselves after the pricks were removed. He would tease th« poor goat unmercifully, plucking his beard, poking him in the eyes and pulling out his hairs. The goat bore it all with patience, perhaps regarding Ilreakln* It Gently. It as only a fair price to be paid for Jack — Perhaps you don’t like my the removal of the thorns.—London style of dancing. Standard. Orme (In distress)—Well, there Is No man ever fell in love with a rather too much sameness about It. suffragist; when you find a man mar- Jack—Er—how may I vary it? rled to a suffragist, he fell in lov* Orme—Suppose you tread on my left • life h«r before she became on«. toot once in a while.