CH ..DHOOD'S I OST WISDOM.
all the birds tY.it nnw
;, .mJ iu our on-hird trees:
-y fliiurr 1 had naoge
r .-n,i were woodchttiks. toads
: ! hees;
lint thrived in yonder glen;
nnf
And
t
kte
w'taa
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th. 1 v
.Unts would aootbe a stone--.sed
toe
f verv learned then
But :l -t win v"y ioug as
knew the spot uwn the hill
Vk'bere tin1 chr. lii'-iiorries could lie
f.vimi-
tnrn tin' ruslii-s near the mill
Where pickerel lay that weighed a
pound!
! knew tiii' wood the very tree
Where lived the poacmng. saucy cro.
Knii Hi' wooii sou mi i.tiew me
RlU V " v,'r' ong ago.
ni p fur the joys of youth,
1 tn-.'. :he nd familiar spot
ln.T ' varn this solemn truth:
I hi? otten. am forgot.
Vet ' - s :ne youngster at my Knee
. - the things I used to know.
Tn ; . 1 once was wise as nes
rm ' t wus very long ago.
Inrmr folly to complain
Of whatsoe'er the fates decree,
t were not wishes all in vain
I till yon what my wish would be.
J wish to be a buy again.
Back with the friends I used to know;
"nr I was. oh! so happy then
But that was very long ago.
Kugene Field.
H-j-H-M'V'l 1 1 'M -1 '! 1 'I"l
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; How led managed.
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X-H-H-i-i-t 1 ! 1 ' ' I 1 1 ! I 1
Al'I, why do you refuse to
go? Due moment you look
and act 'ike an angel aud
the next well," bitterly, "you are a
conundrum that I can't understand, so
must give til)."
Neither of them saw the boyish fig
ure wuli the mischievous face peeping
between the portieres, or heard Uiiu as
he turned away chuckling: "Like an
angel! Juniper! He did not pet the
whack I did this morning, or he'd
never call lier an angel. Now, if he'd
said that to you. Nell," apostrophizing
a nut-brown maiden seated on the
couch iu the back parlor.
"Said what?" queried Nell.
"Oh. uuthin'; sunithiu' I hear," la
conically, aud Ted glanced demurely
around.
Just then the street door opened and
closed and Maud swept like a whirl
wind into the room.
"See here, inamina, these actions of
Ted's must be stopped. I'll not endure
bin vulgar tricks any longer; I'll pun
ish him myself If you don't." aud
Maude's figure quivered with sup
pressed rage, as she darted a fiery
glance in the direction of the culprit.
"Vnu duu't say so." drawled Irrepres
sible Ted. "Now, mamma," mimicking
her, ' I hope vou will no longer neg
lect "
"Shut up. you Impudent little mon
key," and Maude vented her auger in
a resounding slap on Ted's ear.
"Why, children," broke in Mr. Mon
terey's calm voice, "what is all this
about?"
"What about, indeed! Why, last
night when Lawyer Avery called, the
diuir iu which he Invariably sits had
the rod go arranged that when he lean
ed back over he went. And not only
that, but the Batteuburg tidy on the
cushion had a sheet of sticky fly paper
under it, and when he got up fly paper
and all was fastened securely to his
Wat Oh. I thought I should die! I
know he'll never call again. Then
o-night when Eugene called that same
fiiair was literally covered with tacks
and he sat on them," finished Maude,
chokingly.
"Oh, gee!" came from the corner; "I
thought it was old Avery again."
"Oid Avery! do you bear that, pnpa?
Are you never going to teach the boy
anything?" shrieked Maude, as a titter
fell on her ears. She turned wrath
fully, but Ted wag gone.
"Well, Maude, don't excite yourself;
111 attend to the boy," and Mr. Mon
terey walked from the room with
grave face, but a suspicious twitch',;g
around his mouth and a twinkle In Us
eye.
Calming herself, Maude utnk down
bide Lienor and remarkd: "Oue
could not picture a more fcbarnjing
night for the carnival. Are yau go'ng,
Neil?"
"I was not Intending to. I thought
jou and Eugene were going."
"I did promise to go," returned
Maude complacently, "but Eugene Is so
terribly attentive he bores me at
times, he is so painfully in love "
"Oh. Maude, bow can you 7" burst
from Nell.
"I really prefer Mr. Avery." Maude
mused calmly, 'if it were not for bis
thousands being lu the minority."
"Shame on you, Maude," and Ele
nor's dusky eyes flashed dangerously,
"to compare that old dotard wirb Eu
gene, who is all that is handsome and
aoble."
"Vou silly child." And Maude raised
her perfect eyebrows scornfully. "One
would think you were In love with him
jourself. But to come to the point.
Eugene was angry at my obstinacy
nd ig going alone. You see," confi
dently, "I have the finest suspicion
that in my absence he flirts with Beat
rice Lee. So, wear my costume, go to
night and," knowingly, "use your eyes.
He'll never notice you more than once
f twice."
Accordingly Nell went and evidently
used her eyes to some purpose, for late
la the evening as Maude sat by the
window two figures sauntered slowly
down the street. "Ah," thought
Maude triumphantly, "he has a fine
excuse for returning." But Instead
f turning In at the gate tucy kept
CURIOUS AMERICAN STRICTURE.
Probably the oldest owemngs iu our country are those curious bark wigwams
occupied by the Indians of the Northwest. The picture shows a typical dwell
ing house iraonf the Ojibway or Chippewa tribe. It is built of mud, covered
with pieces of birch bark, the whole supported by braces made of stout wood and
fastened together with leather thongs. A bright Indian blanket serves for a
door, and a hole in the roof lets out the smoke. These dwellings consist of
one room! occupied in common by families of ten or twelve. The Indian brave
is gone most of the day. and the i-quaw either sits complacently smoking a pipe
or is besy with the household duties. Frequently the air inside is Stirling, out
sickness is almost unknown. These odd wigwams are considered much more
elegant than the tepee, and rank snong the Indians much as a brownstone pal
ace would with a one-story cottage. It is rarely one can get a photograph of
these queer dwellings, for. according to an old Indian legend which has taken deep
hold on the various tribes, if a wigwam or Indian is photographed death will
fall upon some member of the family within the ensuing year.
straight on iu the crisp moonlight, j
smicu a time ei::pseu neiore mey again
appeared, and then raising his hat Eu
gene walked slowly on.
Maude was furious. Ted. always
around when not wanted and knowing
Maude's tantrums of old, darted out
muttering. "Now I'll pay her back for
dad's lecture." Lowu the street he
flew breathlessly. "Come back a min
ute, Mr. Latutner, Maude wants to see
you." The wonderment In Eugene's
eyes changed to consternation at the
scene that met his gaze.
"There's your angel," came from
Ted.
Nell's brown eyes were large and
bright, while her form was fairly con
vulsed with laughter. Maude stood like
an accusing angel (or demon), hurling
epithets at her.
"You wicked, deceitful, little vixen.
I always knew you were In love with
him. Well, anyway, I never could en
dure him. Young men are always
idiots."
"Easy, Maude," and Ted with a
grimace slid into the room. There was
no escape; Eugene comprehended the
situation, but lu spite of himself had
to smile at the ridiculous cause of it
ail. Maude stood transfixed for a sec
ond, then, speechless with rage, swept
out with the air of a tragedy queen.
Foor Nell, the laughter fled from her
face, aud deep concern took Its place
as she turned her eyes toward Eu
gene. "Oh, I shall die! Believe me, I never
dreamed Maude would act like that"
"Poor little girl," and Eugene strok
ed the brown curls; "it was all my
fault, too but then," teasingly, "what
can oue expect of an Idiot? At any
rate I have your sister's candid opin
ion at last."
"Oh, Mr. Lattlmer," in a shocked
voice, "how could Ehe!"
"Well," roguishly. "I believe ehe is
half right My actions in the past
merit such an opinion."
"Your behavior Is quite natural;
when one Is in love " Nell paused
abruptly, blushing rosy red. "One is
not accountable," finished Eugene.
"But Is It possible to rise from the
depths to the surface so easily? In
stead of being miserable I never felt
happier In my life."
Nell with averted eyes, remained si
lent "Tell me, Nellie, may I hope your
sister was rlgnt, and that you would
not treat me so?"
Still no answer. Eugene drew near
er and peered into the downcast face.
"I know it's taking an unfair ad
vantage, but" persistently, "answer
me, Nellie."
"Not to-night," unsteadily; "think
w hat you are saying and ask me again
some other time."
Next evening Eugene received his
answer. Great was Mr. Monteroy'a
astonishment when Eleanor and Eu
gene presented themselves for bis
blessing, but bis "God bless yon, my
children," was none the less fervently
given.
DOING UP STORE BUNDLES.
An Old-Time Fine Art that Has Very
Nearly Disappeared.
Somewhere and somehow the world
of trade has lost the art of tying up
h.inHi in crocery stores, dry goods
houses, hardware stores and even n
the drug stores.
The paper bag seems to have been
the beginning of it. Before its coming
even a crossroads grocer could lay a
double thickness of brown paper on the
counter, empty a dollar's worth of
"Coffee A" sugar upon it out of a brass
scoop and tie the package up as smooth
and tight as a block of planed wood.
How many clerks In a Chicago corner
grocery could do it now?
In the old days in some of the small
er town the purchaser carried his
sugar home on bis arm. and In consid
eration of this the brown parcel would
ue rewrapped in a thinner, lighter
sheet of paper, which was supposed to
make a more comely package.
It was remarkable what a neat-looking
bundle a grocer br hardware dealer
1,1 moke of several odd-shaped bun
dles or packages. In some of the "gen
! erai" gtores a coffee mid. a bag of salt
1 and a tin dipper could be tied Into a
paper so skillfully that a neighbor
, across the street seeing the head of the
house come In with It would be left in
deep wonderment ns to whether It was
a new suit of clothes or a bolt of "do
mestic." With the perfecting of the paper bag,
however, slovenliness began to mark
ihe wrappiug in stores. 'At first a bag
was filled, the top folded into place
neatly, and tied as If It were open pa
per. The grocer, especially, compro
mised by twisting up the mouth of the
bag and rolling It down onto the con
tents, using no string whatever.
To-day wrapping up bundles Is a lost
art. Nobody carries neat bundles any
where. An ordinary package of some
solid object Is laid down on a piece of
paper, and as It Is rolled up the ends
of the paper are tucked Into the bun
dle, leaving the wrapper to tie a string
around the center of the roll. With
many small objects no string is used,
and a person with several of these
bundles, starting home from down
town. Is not likely to get there.
In many things the druggist still
does neat wrapping, ns In the case of
bottles, packages, and even powders.
But to buy from his general stock of
toilet articles and kindred goods be
makes as ugly a bundle as the grocer.
In most eases, too. he uses some hide
ously colored wrapping paper which
simply flares with the "intelligence"
to the public that you or some of your
family is sick.
The ordinary bundle to-day Is neither
neat nor pretty which may be a rea
son why more than ever before people i
insist on having all goods "delivered
In the rear." Chicago Tribune.
Where the Trouble Wan.
Modern children, whose education Is
I" the hands of "advanced' experimen
talists, are the victims of every kinder
garten fad and new-fangled method
that pedagogy can devise. A boy who
had been the patient of some school
teacher's nouseuse was brought by his
mother to consult au oculist. The phy
sician, says a New York paper, went
about In the usual way to discover de
fects of vision.
He placed a chart before the boy. The
first word was "hat."
"Now read this word," said the doc
tor.
"Hhhuh-ah-tuhhh." gurgled the boy.
"Then try this." said the doctor,
pointing to "big."
"Buh-lh-guhhh." wag the sputtering
attempt
"Madam," said the physician, "there
is some trouble here that has nothing
to do with the vision. The vocal or
gans seem to be affected."
"Oh, no." answered the mother, "he
pronounced those words correctly !"
"Pronounced them correctly?"
"Yes; that was all light. That Is the
phonetic method he la taught In school.
He used to speak and see as other peo
ple do before he began to learn this
method."
"Madam," said the doctor, gravely,
"send him to a good school or take him
out of school and put him to reading
good books in clear type. Then there'll
be nothing the matter with his sight or
his education, and be won't talk like
bullfrog." Youth's Companion.
Where Women Knle.
In several villages of Finland the
woman has authority, for a religious
sect exists there whose disciples are
forced to marry and to take a tow to
submit to the wife In all things. The
women choose one of their number for
governing head, whose duty It Is to
see that the men behave themselves,
and to punish them If they transgress.
Similar are the "Purlficanta" of Libe
ria, who also recognize the supremacy
of women.
A Little Kqnirrel in Amber.
Flies are not the ouly thing found In
amber. In a big mass of clear amber,
dredged up out of the Baltic Sea re
cently, there was distinctly visible In
Its luterior a small squirrel fur, teeth
aud claws Intact.
Hemp Use. I a Anaesthetic
A simple decoction of hemp was used
In China 1.700 years ago as an anaes
thetic In surgical opera ions, according
to a newly discovered Chinese manu
script In a Paris library.
Germanr Imports Apples.
Germany has Imported as much as
$10,000,000 worth of apples In one year,
and I2.&O0.00O worth of pears.
GIVEN QUEER NAM 8.
APPELLATIONS SOME CHILDREN
MUST STRUGGLE UNDER.
Caprice of Parents Has Saddled Very
Odd Cognomens ITpon Innocent Off
springA ChiM Named "Airs and
Graces" Only Kecently Christened.
The nnvst curious name perhaps ever
ln-stowed upon a girl Is that of Airs
and tiraces. She is now about four
years old, her name leing registered at
Somerset House. London, in 1S!S.
when she was baptized. What she
will think of these cognmens wheu she
arrives at maturity Is dillicult to Im
agine. Her sister's name is equally
uniqueNun Nicer. Wheu Airs and
Graces and Nun Nicer arrive at the
ase of maturity at least one of them
should marry a youth whose Christian,
name compares favorably for exam
ple. Acts of the Apostles. This Is a
name found on an English parish reg
ister: Actsapostle, son of Thomas and
Elizalieth lVgden. was baptized Aug.
2, 17i1. Ag.iin this name figures In
records in is:;;, when Acts of the
Apostles, son of Kichard and Phebe
Kennett, was luptized. This name,
curious as it is. is preferable to What,
or lMitn Splro Spero names with
which children have beeu handicapped.
It was a patriotic American who bo
stowed upon her young hopeful the
name of declaration of Independence.
The most warlike name on record is
that of Kobert Alma Balaclava Inker
man Seiiastopol I clhl Pugdalc, who
is au English innkeeper's son; a sim
ilar uniiie is Richard Coeur de Lion
Tyler Walter Hill.
About liNI years ago a snowstorm In
Western Pennsylvania set In the 1st
of March; there wore many weeks of
sleighing, traditional for years for the
length of time it lasted. What did a
Mr. Smith do, who happened to have
a boy born about this time but name
him Seven Weeks Sleighing in March,
lie usually went by the inline of
Weeks. His initials were all written
out S. W. S. L M. Smith.
Parents of large families need no
assurance that the advent of another
child is not always as welcome in fact
as In theory, but It Is scarcely kind to
make the child bear a token of dis
approval all Its life. It must be rather
terrible to go through life, for example
as Not Wanted James, What Another,
Only Fancy William Brown, or even
as Last of 'Em Harper, or Still An
other Hewitt. Aud yet all these are
names which the foolish caprice of
parents has imposed on innocent chil
dren. About f00 years ago, it Is said, more
than half the men were named either
John or William. In the thirteenth
century William was the commonest
name; in the next century John took
the lead, while Thomas, Kichard and
Kobert the next most common names.
Among old surnames are Jumps,
April, Marriage, Every Iuk, Pink Ink,
Hogsett and Cheese. Any one of these,
however. Is a more cheerful nume than
Pine Coffin, w hich is English, and very
proud (lie Pine Coffins are said to be of
their name. An American lady spend
ing some time in Devonshire, England,
met at an afieruoon ten Mr. Pine Cof
fin. Mr. Delth (pronounced death), and
Miss Graves. Mr. Ieith could have
twisted his name In some way, but ho
did not and was much offended if It
were given any other pronunciation
than Death. St Louis Globe-Democrat
ABOUT THE JAPAN CURRENT.
Kuro SI wo Piles Great Quantities of
Driftwood on Alaska's Hhorea.
In one sense, the kuro siwo, or Japan
current, is the most Interesting lu the
world, because many oceauographers
believe It was the direct means of
peopling America. This much, at least.
Is certain: If a boat were to be set
adrift on parts of the Asiatic coast and
survived all storms, the Japan current
could be depended upon to cany It
across the Pacific and deposit it on the
American shore. Such a thing hap
pened almost within the memory of
man. In 1832 uluo Japanese Usher
men were left derelict and unable to
find their way back to the shore. They
went with the current, and after a
drift lasting several months they were
carried to Hawaii.
Trees, torn by storms from the banks
of Asiatic rivers, frequently float
across the Pacific on the American
coast Between Kakatag aud Kyak
Islands, about 1,2J0 miles northwest
of Seattle, enormous piles of this drift
wood cover the beaches. There can be
no question of the Asiatic origin of the
timber. They are the trunks of the
camphor tree, the mango and the ma
hogany. Ixjgs 150 feet long and eight
feet in diameter are frequently found.
Many of them are seen flouting shore
ward, with fantastic roots standing
high above tlio waves. In places the
logs are piled twenty feet high. They
are generally without bark, which has
been peeled off by the waves, and most
of them have become white aud heavy
from Impregnation with salt water. As
they pile up, the sands drift over them
and gradually they sink out of sight,
and new beaches are formed. This
process has been going on for ages,
aud the shore line Is being steadily ex
tended. Excavations along the beach
show that the texture of the buried
timber gets harder and harder the fur
ther In you go, until in some Instances
petrifaction has taken place. Other
excavations show logs . that have
turned to coal.
The presence of Siberian driftwood
on the shores of Greenland, says a
writer In Alnslle's, convinced Kansen
that bis idea of drifting across the
Pdar sea lu the Era in was logical.
Great quantities of the wood are an
nually cast ou the coasts of Spitiber
gen and Novsya Zcmhlya. ami there
are tribes of Greenland Eskimos who
depend for sledge runners ami other
wooden Implements on the drift from
Sllierliiu forests. For years they de
pended for Iron Implements on the
hoops of casks which came to them
over seas.
THE OTHER SIDE.
Snap Judittnrnts Do Not Always Do
Justice to Character.
We often comment on the act of gen
erosity that was not done; but we may
not know the act of greater generosity
that was done; the greater sacrifice
that forbade the lesser, in his ''Ktsayt
of an Optimist," John William Kayf
tells of uu Incident which happened
when lie was a boy at school, and Il
lustrates well the advisability of not
judging too quickly as lo geuerosity ot
the lack of It.
Our senior usher-It was n large pri
vate school was a UU'ral. opeii liaitd
ed fellow; he dressed well, and sub
scribed handsomely to the cricket dub.
Hut the second usher was an Intoler
able screw. His conduct appeared a
shabby as his coat. Of course our no
tion was that he was by nature a skin
Hint, and that he bad hoards of gold.
He was a tnnn otherwise of a kindly
nature and a harmless way of life, so
we despised rather t tin il hated him
Hut it came out afterward that he had
au aged mother and two sisters, rely
ing solely for their maintenance on his
scanty earnings.
The saddest thing of nil was -I know
nothing sadder lu history that con
templating, at the end of one-half year,
a pleasant surprise for these poor peo
ple, he walked home, a hundred miles,
under a June sun, and npMared unex
pectedly among them one sultry even
lug, only to find that all three wcru
hopelessly druuk.
Next half we had u new usher, and
for a little space there was n belie!
among us that the poor fellow had
saved money enough to start a school
of his own; but the truth as 1 have told
it oozed out, with this pathetic addi
tion, that he had gone hopelessly mad
We were then very much grieved at
the rash Judgments that we had pass
ed, aud got up a subscription, the Inrg
est ever known iu tho school, which
kept him In comfort until he died. In
this Instance it was a point of honoi
and conscience with us all to make
sacrifice of self and deny ourselves for
the benefit of the man we hud wronged;
and I am sure, let alone the satisfaction
of such an atonement, that the lesson
we had all learned was worth the mon
ey ten times told.
THE WRONG LETTER.
A Note of Introduction that Went
Sadly Astray.
Letters of Introduction are not Invari
ably serviceable. For one reason, they
may be too frank. Harry Furtilss, iu
his "Confessions of a Caricaturist,"
says that wheu a brother artist was
setting forth ou his travels In foreign
climes, he was provided with n letter of
introduction to a certain ISrltlsb consul.
The writer of the letter enclosed It In
oue to the artist, saying that he would
find the consul a in out arrant snob, a
bumptious, arrogant humbug, a cad to
the backbone. Still, he would probably
offer some courtesies to any one who
had a good social standing, and thus
compensate the traveler for having to
come In contact with such an Insuffer
able vulgarian.
On the return of the artist to Eng
land, the writer of' the letters asked
how he hod fared with the consnl.
"Well, my dear fellow," drawled the
artist, "be did not receive me very
warmly, and he did not ask me to din
ner. In fact, he struck me as bring
rather cool."
"Well, you do surprise me," rejoined
bis friend, "lie's a cad, as I told you
In my letter, but he's very hospitable,
and I really can't understand this stuto
of things. You gave him my letter of
Introduction?"
"Why, I thought so; but, do you
know, ou my Journey home I discov
ered It tn my pockctbnok. So I mum
have handed to him instead your note
to me about him!"
The explanation was quite adequate
A Itolateil Discovery.
Mrs. Norton came home from a enll
oue day In such a disturbed condition
that It was evident that tears were not
far In the background. She lost no
time in beginning her explanation.
"John," she said to her husband. "1
am so mortified I don't know whut to
do!"
"What Is the matter, Joanna?" usked
Mr. Norton.
"I have just been calling on Mrs. Per-
erlll. You know her husband. Major
Peverlll?"
"Yea."
"Well, I Just learned to-day that 'M
Jor" Isn't his title at all. 'Major1 Is hu
first name.
"Why, certainly. Pre always known
that. What Is there so mortifying
about Iff"
"Nothing," said Mrs. Norton, with a
groan, "only that I've been calling htm
'Major' every time I've met blui for
the lust ten years!"
Presence of Blind.
"I think It was the most touching
play I ever saw, yet there sot Maud
Garlinghorn as dry-eyed as could be."
"because she knew she would have
to be dry-cheeked when she came out
under the glare of the electric light"
Chicago Tribune.
Judging Her Motive.
"Did you notice how Mrs. Floppei
dresses to kill lately?"
"Well, no wonder. Her husband re
cently bad bis life Insured for 10,00a"
-Philadelphia Bulletin.
WAS OPPOSED TO BRUTALITY.'
lie Protrsted Against Football, bat
Spread Himself on the Car Seat.
The car was crowded. A sharp-farnl
man sat sidewlse, with his legs spread
wide on the seat A short man, who
bud no seat, swung by a strap near
him.
"1 protest against this maiming and
smashing the heads and creaking Ihe
boues of so ninny people on the football
field!"' said the sharp-faced man. "I
protest against It!"
"Who's btH'n doing It?" said the short
man. sharply.
"Why, they bnve!" exclaimed tho
sharp faced man, spreading himself a
little wider.
"Who have?" dmnmled the snort
man, changing hands on the strap anil
glaring at the sharp fin ed man.
"The football players! That's who!"
was the response.
"Who have they been doing It to, I'd
like to know?" cried the short man, as
the car rounded a curve and swung bins
with a bump against the protester.
"Who have they been doing It to?"
"To or nh why, er-r-r to them
selves," replied the sharp faced man.
drawing In his legs a little.
"Oh, they have, eh?" sneered the
short man, with both hands on th
strap. "They did It to themselves, eb?
Well. If they wnnt to do It to them
selves, who's got a belter right?"
The sharp-faced man drew In bis legs
a little more and said nothing.
"And If you wnnt to protest against
It," continued the short iiiiin, talking
quite loud, "why don't you go hunt up
a football game somewhere and protest
to the doers of It? If you want to kick
about It get right off of this car mid
go kick to the ball kickers! And wheu
they get through with you I'll beta hum
there won't be enough of you to take
up the room a 2-year-old kid would Mil
In n car. let alone spreading over
enough of it lo seat a dime museum fat
woma n !"
The suggestion must have appealed
to the sharp-faced man, says the New
lorn nines, tor ne nuirieii pit or the
car at the next street us If thero was
a game of football going on there
abouts, and he was afraid It would be
over before he got there. And the
short mail and two other passengers
took his seat.
HATS IN HALLS AND ELEVATORS.
Why Should They He Removed In Out
l'luceaud Not in Another?
The etiquette of gentlemen removing
(heir hats while riding In u public ele
vator with ladles has long been a sub
ject of discussion, and an agreement
as to the proper thing to do appears as
fur off as ever. A woman sharply re
proved her young son the other day for
remaining uncovered while ascending.
"Take olT your hut," said the matron;
"don't you know that there uru women
lu the elevator? I have told you about
that luuuy times."
The mail who had an ol'leo on the
fourteenth floor turned round to look
at the woman, but he didn't take off
his hat.
"Itut I didn't have to take off my hat
In the hall and there were women
there," protested the boy. "1 don't see
any difference between the hull and the
elevator."
"You take off your hat," she cried,
and the hat came off.
"That kid has more sense than a
great many men 1 know," said the man
from floor 14 to his neighbor of the
door above. "This elevator lint lifting
habit Is the worst kind of a farce."
"I think It Is a nice little courtewy to
show lo the women," Mild the other
man, "especially when you are oat of
the business district."
"Take olT your hut as much as yoa
pleuse," said the man who started ths
discussion. "I have nothing against
that, but for heaven's sake be consist
ent about It You walk through a lone
hall with a woman and keep your hat
ou. The minute you get Into the ele
vator cage It comes off. You get out
with her on some upper floor und on
goes the hat Now, If you should take
off your bat In an elevator you should
not wear it when walking In the halls.
As for me, I find some other way of
showing women that I appreciate their
presence -some wny that doesn't In
volve a cold in the head.
The men who run elevators In hotels
and upnrtiiifiit houses say that the
practice of lint lifting Is Increasing.
They have noticed, though, t hut la
most esses the hut only remains off the
hcHd when Ihe men are actually In tho
car. In the business district very few
men pay attention lo the elevutor hut
llfling ceremony.
Why Ono IliHik Aent (Jult.
Be vein I senators were discussing In
the cloukroom yt-sterduy their experi
ences lu getting rid of objectionable
visitors. The tulk recalled au episode
In the life of the lute Justice Field of
the Supreme Court, whoso temper was
of the most Irascible kind. He hud
given Instructions to his servant on a
certain morulng that he was not to be
disturbed. Presently there came a
ring at the door bell and an aggressive
book agent apiwared.
"1 want to see Justice Field," be said.
"You cannot see him," was the re
ply. "I must see him."
"Impossible."
The conversation grew more em
phatic, until Dually the persistent book
agent's demands echoed through the
bouse. At that moment Justice Field,
who bad beeu attracted by the alterca
tion, appeared at the bead of the
Stairs.
"William," he said, In a fiercely an
gry tone, "show the brasen, Infcrnnl
scoundrel up to me; If you cannot
handle him. I will."
The bonk agent made no further ef
fort to break Into the Justice's pres
ence. Washington Post