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DINAVIANS IN APPEARAN C E.
(Explorers In Canadian Arctic Regions
Visit Tribe Who Have Never Be
fore 8een White Man or
Indian.
New York.— A race of people who
had never before beheld a white man
>r an Indian has been discovered In
:he arctic regions of British Columbia
)y Vllhjmar Stefansson, leader of the
American museum’s scientific expedi
tion which left here In April, 1908.
according to a letter received from
him In Brooklyn. In his letter, which
Is dated "Mouth of the Dease River,
October 18, 1910,” and Is the first In
telligence received from the party
Within a year. Stefansson says:
“ W e have discovered people In a
gton supposed to be uninhabited,
nd have lived a few months among
eople who had never seen a white
an or an Indian (though they had
eard oi both), and did not even know
was not an Eskimo— so little were
hey Informed on what white men
re like. W e have discovered Eski-
,os (in spech and habits) who are
(Scandinavians In appearance.
“ This find Is the beginning of the
olutlon of one of two problems:
“ What became of some of Frank-
llln’s men?
"W hat became of the 3,000 Scandl-
avians who disappeared from Green
land In the fifteenth century?
“ Or. If neither of these questions Is
Ito be answered, then we have Intro
duced a new problem of scientific In
terest.
Why do some of the people of Vic
toria Land dlfTer markedly from the
rest of their race?
“ Why are they so European In
type?
"W e have discovered the non-exist
ence of a stream which the maps
make the size of the Hudson river.
When the River La Ronclere disap
pears from the map I shall feel I have
|done some housecleaning
"W e have found a certain cape to
be a cape; we know the source of
Rae river, of which only the mouth
and lowest ten miles were seen by
Doctor Rae. And a few other things
we have done that are In the nature
of discovery. But, o f course, If we
deserve any credit It will be more for
our routine work than for any discov
eries properly so-called.”
Stefansson left New York on the
present expedition In April, 1908. His
principal purpose was to study the
different tribes of Eskimos In the
northwest, and more especially an un
known tribe living In Victoria Land.
The explorer Is about thirty-three
years old. and a graduate of Harvard
university. Stefansson was accom
panied by Dr. R. M. Anderson of
Harvard. During the long, dreary
Journey to the land of the midnight
sun the party met with many a hard
ship, the explorer writes. Once, when
the food supplies ran out and no relief
was In sight, he says, they ate the
skins from their fur clothing. In mid
winter In 1909 Doctor Anderson fell
111 of pneumonia and lay for a month
too 111 to be moved.
"Had It not been that we had a
small cache of flour, etc., at Cape
Perry we should not have been able
to pull him through," the explorer
writes.
Courtship °£
M iles Standish
With Illustrations by - v
How ard Chandler Christy
( C opyright. Ths B obht-M m rriU Com pany)
Month after month passed away, and
In autumn the ships of the
merchants
Came with kindred and friends, with
cattle and corn for the Pilgrims.
A ll In the village was peace; the men
were Intent on their labors.
Busy with hewing and building, with
garden-plot and with mereetead.
Busy with breaking the glebe, and
mowing the grass In the meadows,
Searching the sea for Its fish, and
hunting the deer In the forest.
A ll In the village was peace; but at
times the rumor of warfare
Filled the air with alarm, and the ap
prehension of danger.
Bravely the stalwart Miles Standish
was scouring the land with his
forces.
Waxing valiant In fight and defeating
the alien armies.
T ill his name had become a sound of
fear to the nations.
Anger was still In his heart, but at
times the remorse and contrition
Which In all noble natures succeed
the passionate outbreak.
Came like a rising tide, that encount
ers the rush of a river.
Staying Its current a while, but mak
ing It bitter and brackish.
Meanwhile Alden at home had built
him a new habitation,
Solid, substantial, of timber rough-
hewn from the firs of the forest.
Wooden-barred was the door, and the
roof was covered with rushes;
Latticed the windows were, and the
window-panes were of paper,
Oiled to admit the light, while wind
and rain were excluded.
There, too, he dug a well, and around
It planted an orchard:
Still may be seen to this day some
trace of the well and the orchard.
Close to the house was the stall,
where, safe and secure from an
noyance,
Raghorn, the snow-white steer, that
had fallen to Alden’s allotment
in the division of cattle, might rumin
ate In the night-time
Over the pastures he cropped, made
fragrant by sweet pennyroyal
Oft when bis labor was finished,
with eager feet would the dreamer
Follow the pathway that ran through
the woods to the house of Pris
cilla,
Led by Illusions romantic and subtile
deceptions of fancy.
Pleasure disguised as duty, and love
In the semblance of friendship.
Ever of her he thought, when he fash
ioned the walls of his dwelling;
Ever of her he thought, when he
delved In the soil of his garden;
Ever of her he thought, when he read
In his Bible on Sunday
Praise of the virtuous woman, as she
Is described In the Proverbs,—
How the heart of her husband doth
safely trust In her always.
How all the days of her life she will
do him good, and not evil,
How she seeketh the wool and the
flax and worketh with gladness.
How she layeth her hand to the spin
dle and holdeth the distaff.
How she Is not afraid of the boow for
herself or her household.
Knowing her household are clothed
with the scarlet cloth of her
weaving!
So, as she sat at her wheel one aft
ernoon In the autumn,
Alden, who opposite sat, and was
watching her dexterous fingers.
As If the thread she was spinning
were that of his life and his for
tune,
After a pause In their talk, thus spake
to the sound of the spindle.
“ Truly, Priscilla,” he said, “ when I
see you spinning and spinning,
N ever Idle a moment, but thrifty and
thoughtful of others.
Suddenly you are transformed, are
visibly changed In a moment;
You are no longer Priscilla, but
Bertha, the Beautiful Spinner.”
Here the light foot on the treadle
grew switter and swifter; the
spindle
•
Uttered an angry snarl, and the thread
snapped short In her fingers;
W hile the impetuous speaker, not
heeding the mischief, continued:
“ You are the beautiful Bertha, the
spinner, the queen of Helvetia;
She whose story I read at a stall In
the streets of Southampton,
Who, as she rode on her palfrey, o’er
valley and meadow and moun
tain.
Ever was spinning her thread from
a distaff fixed to her saddle.
She was so thrifty and good, that her
named passed Into a proverb.
So shall It be with your own, when
the spinning-wheel shall no longer
Hum In the house of the farmer, and
fill Its chambers with music.
Then shall the mothers, reproving, re
late how It was in their child
hood.
Praising the good old times, and the
days of Priscilla, the spinner!”
Straight uprose from her wheel the
beautiful Puritan maiden.
Pleased with the praise of her thrift
from him whose praise was the
sweetest,
Drew from the reel on the table a
snowy skein of her spinning,
Thus making answer, meanwhile, to
tbe flattering phrases of Alden:
“ Come, you must not be Idle; If I am
a pattern for housewives.
Show yourself equally worthy of be
ing the model of husbands.
Hold this skein on your hands, while
I wind It, ready for knitting;
Then who knows but hereafter, when
Still at the face of. the speaker, her
arms uplifted in horror;
But John Alden, upstarting, as if the
barb of the arrow
Piercing the heart of his friend had
struck hts own, and had sundered
Once and forever the bonds that held
him bound as a captive.
Wild with excess of sensation, the
awful delight of his freedom.
Mingled with pain and regret, uncon
scious of what he was doing.
Clasped, almost with a groan, tbe
motionless form of Priscilla,
Pressing her close to his heart, as for
ever his own. arid exclaiming:
“ Those whom the Lord hath united,
let no man put them asunder!”
L o! In the midst of this scene, a
breathless messenger entered,
Bringing In hurry and heat the ter
Even as rivulets twain, from distant
and separate sources.
Seeing each other afar, as they leap
Pressing Her Close to Hie Heart.
rlble news from the village.
from the rocka, and pursuing
Yes; Miles Standish was dead!—an Each one Its devious path, but draw
Indian had brought them the tid
ing nearer and nearer.
ings,—
Rush together at last, at their tryst-
Slain by a poisoned arrow, shot down
Ing place in the forest;
In the front of the battle,
So these lives that bad run thus far
Into an ambush beguiled, cut off with
In separate channels,
the whole of his forces;
All the town would be burned, and all Coming In sight of each other, th o »
swerving and flowing asunder.
the people be murdered!
Such were the tidings of evil that Parted by barriers strong, but draw
ing nearer and nearer.
burst on the hearts of the hear
ers.
Rushed together at last, and one wae
Silent and statue-like stood Priscilla,
lost In the other.
her face looking backward
(TO B E C O N T IN U E D .»
Artist Who Had No Arms
Miss Sarah Blffen, de Mentholon and
H ilei Held Brushes In Their
Teeth or Toes.
Miss Sarah Blffen was a conspicu
ous example of the skill which arm
less people sometimes acquire In
spite of their affliction. She was min
iature painter to Queen Victoria and
her work was widely known for Its
beauty and delicacy.
She was bom without arms, but as
a girl, having a great wish to become
an artist, she worked earnestly for
years until she could paint by holding
the brush In her teeth. In 1821. ac
cording to the Raja Yoga Messenger,
the Judges, without any knowledge of
the means she was compelled to use,
awarded her the gold medal of the
Society of Arts, a prize sought by
hundreds of others.
M. de Mentholon and Bertram
Hlles other artists who were
de
prived of the use of tbelr arms. The
former had only one foot, which be
used to paint with.
Mr. Hlles lost both hie arms In an
accident, being run over by a atreet
car when he was only 8 years old
and when be was Just beginning to
acquire skill In drawing.
He spent
two years In patient toll learning to
draw by bolding tne pencil In hla
teeth, at tbe end of which time be
won a flrst class certificate from a
local art school.
VOW CAUSES GIRL’S ILLNESS
W illful Girl Took to Her Bed Ten
Years Ago and Can’t Leave
It Now.
Alton, 111.— When Miss Alice Mundy,
disappointed and heart sore because
her mother forbade her communicat
ing with her fiance, took to her bed,
vowing that she would never arise
until all objections had become re
moved. Mrs. Mundy thought It was a
girlish whim and that In the course of
very short while the attachment
would be broken.
Tne years have elapsed since then,
and not once has Miss Mundy placed
her foot to the floor. Now she Is un
able to arise, even If she would. Total
ack of exercise has so weakened her
physically that she has practically lost
the use of her hands or feet, and the
muscles have become so weak that
they now refuse to obey the command
her brain, even were she Inclined to
mgaand them.
The nervous system has now be
come affected, and a physician makes
ly visits to the Mundy home, and
oes what he can to relieve the most
markable case of nervous proetra-
on that has ever come under his ob-
lon. It Is feared now that the
la hopelessly UL
Babe Smothers Under Pltlowa.
Port H ’lron. Mich.— Because WU-
m, 7 weeks old son of Mr. and Mrs
Tllam H. Marleton. cited too much
.he father put a pillow over the child's
to stop him. He claims be left
e pillow there but a few momenta
at any rate when tbe parents look-
at their babe. It was dead.
^
fashions have changed and the
manners.
Fathers may talk to their sons of the
good old times of John A lden !”
Thus, with a Jest and a laugh, the
skein on his hands she adjusted.
He sitting awkwardly there, with hts
his arms extended before him.
She standing graceful, erect, and wind
ing the thread from his Angers,
Sometimes chiding a little his clumsy
manner of. holding.
Sometimes touching his hands, as she
disentangled expertly
Twist or knot In the yarn, unawares
— for how could she help It?—
Sending electrical thrills through
every nerve in his body.
The L lotit Feet ea the h i
Where David Copperfield Wae Wrltten
"Bleak House” at Broadstalrs, Eng-
land, whlch bas falled to flnd a pur
ebaser, U of Inter est to the Dickens
lover beeauae the greater part of
“ David Copperfield” waa wrltten thera
But It la not the “ Bleak House” of
the novel, whlch la deflnltely looated
in Hertfordshlre
The aovellst aad
bis famlly appear to bave been tom e
wbat tlgbtly packed la thetr Broad
stairs home, Whea Lord CarUale oeo
templated paying a visit to “ Our wa
tering place" In 1851, Dickens wrote
promising him tbe North Foreland
Lighthouse for a night light In hla
bedroom, and be continues: “ Aa wa
think of putting mignonette boxes out
side the windows for the younger chil
dren to sleep In by and by, 1 am
afraid we should give your servant
the cramp If we hardily undertook to
lodge him.” During the last few years
the house has been transformed out
of all recognition.
Lu ke 19:3,
Deacon— “ I fear It’s the Sunday pa
per we must blame for our small
morning congregations, pastor.” Pae-
tor— “ Yes, many of our people are
like Zaccheus, pretented from getting
near our Lord by the press.”— Boston
Transcript
Slurring 't Over.
T m a poor conversations.^!
at
these highbrow dinner parties.
I'm
always afraid of mtrpronouncing some
word.” ‘T a k e a mouthful of spinach
before attempting a word that yoa
are uncertain about”
He Had One Fseeetial.
Mr. Leo— “ Why did yon let your
daughter marry that little
band/-
Iegged sport?” Mr. Monk— “Why, he’s
the best climber !n the Jungle, and
that's quite Important when food le
so high.”
Eternal Feminine.
Lady— Why are you all so worriedT
Captain—Tbe fact Is, madam, we have
broken our rudder. Lady—Is that alL
Well, tbe rudder Is under water and
It won't show. Let'a go o n —Toledo
What do we Hve for If not to make
the world leas difflcult for each other?