The Athena press., July 12, 1907, Image 2

' TH.K WEATHER PSOPHETS. 1
When tby My a bllziard't bio win'.
An' they're prophesyln' snowin'
That the country will be freexla,.tal
a man,
Jeat git yerself tergether
Prepare fer Bummer weather
Git a lengthy linen duster am' a (an I
Fer weather this weather ivf-r-
la fickle aa a feather,
It's built upon a mighty curloua plan ;
An' when they talk o' blizzards.
Look out fer spring an lizards
Git a lengthy linen duster an' a fan !
When you hear the watchman callln't
"Thermometers air fallln',
An' they're freezia' up from Beersheba
ter Dan,
.An the pipes In which you trusted,
'Fore tha mornin' will be busUd"
Jest buy a linen duster an' a fan I
Fer weather this weather
Is fickle as a feather,
It'a built upon a mighty curloua plan ;
80, never ml a' the blizzards,
But look fer spring and lizards,
An' keep yer linen duster an' ycr fan I
PINK CHIFFON
AND TEARS
"1 love him I do, and I will love
fclml"
, Lady Peggy stood by her mirror,
thinking about a cabinet minister.
Then she brushed back the strands
of curly brown balr that never long
kept the decorous temple waves Into
which her maid trained them, and add
ed, In her thoughts :
"Other girls marry boys, or ordinary
menfolk, and are happy enough, I sup
pose; I've forfeited all that sort of
prospect by caring for Lord Montlel
thon; but I'm glad, and proud not
sorry 1"
The last two mental words were ac
companied by a stamp of a small right
foot; then Lady Peggy tripped down
stair Into the hall, a triumph of sweet
ness, complexion and pink chiffon.
She patted her mother's knee as they
sat In the hired motor-brougham.
"Aren't l nice, mumnile? It's mar
velous bow I found such a new un
crushed bargain as this frock. Messrs.
Oakley & Lemercler have never before
offered anything so good!"
There were hundreds of minute ruch
Ings, with lace insertions, and the wild
rose shade was quite rapturous.
"I wish I could make a great success
to please you, mums, but If I can't,
AN ANGEL 07 GOODNESS,
why I can't. You know It mustn't be
for position only."
"No, little daughter."
"Though It 1b bard to be so poor, es
pecially for the descendants of kings.
If, In future years, I should take Jack
after all, because I don't love blm, you
must not be unhappy about me. A
secondary sort of liking would please
him well enough, poor boy; we should
Just be married cousins, not cousins
who wanted to marry. I don't think
I've the leastest, weeulest hope of any-
thing beautlfuler."
Lady Melrose sighed.
Directly they entered the ballroom
Peggy saw Lord Montlelthon; he was
bending over cynical Mrs. Groombrldge
and the expression on his clear-cut
features was, as usual, enigmatic.
The mlnlBter, looking up, saw the en
try of the girl In pink chiffon. For a
second his gaze lingered well pleased,
then he f row ml. Nevertheless, he came
to talk to her later.
A frank smile greeted hlni.
"You are wonderful. How can you
spare time for scenes of this sort?"
"I have a boy's liking for pretty pic
tures."
Then the mtuute ruchlngs on her
sleeve puffs caught his eye, banishing
bis Indulgent smile.
"Sometimes my favorite crusade my
craze, as my colleagues call It can be
furthered even In a ballroom. Let me
ask you are you a sympathizer?"
"With poor working women?"
"Yes."
"I would be. If I knew what to do;
mere sentiments are not real sympathy,
I only play with children some Satur
day afternoons and make woolly aul
tnals for hospitals. Oh, It's so difficult
to be philanthropic, when one Is poor.
Lord Montlelthon!"
He placed her hand on his arm, and
led her out into the dimly lighted cor-
tidor.
It was a lace-edged frill he touched.
"No. not at all ; It was a bargain."
"My afternoon has been spent In get
ting up facts for the commission down
In Lambeth slums, face to face with the
results of bargains. Yet, but for worn
an's carelessness, woman's luxury In
dree might be gloriously helpful."
Bis voice, that could thrill Parlla-
METHOD OP CTJSXSTO FKVKU AJttONQ BEDOUINS.
y . - rf . . v '
?' V. S iK XV'-
SAND AS A SUBSTITUTE FOR ICE.
Bedouins that wander In the desert have many rough and uncouth ways,
but perhaps the most unique of these Is the way they doctor fever patients.
They have a rough and ready method of attempting to cure fever caused by
the wounds they have Inflicted on those they have captured for sale as slaves.
Ice baths being out of the question, the patients are burled up to their necks
in sand in the hope that the cool soil will allay the raging fever. The victims
remain burled for several days until, Indeed, It Is said they are either killed
or cured. Statistics obtained by those who have Investigated the matter say
that fully 80 per cent of the prisoners succumb to the treatment The use
of medicines Is almost unknown among the tribesmen who Inhabit the deserts.
ment even In the calm upper chamber,
went deep Into the soul of Peggy.
"Teach me," she pleaded.
"I found a woman HI. probably dy
ing, of low fever merely a nerve col
lapse, brought on by worry acting upon
an emaciated body and brain ; her baby
girls were playing on her mattress with
old tins snatched from some gutter.
She told me she had dropped down
suddenly, after finishing the last of
half a dozen chiffon robes. A message
had come for them, but she could not
go for payment"
Peggy gasped.
"The wage would represent not a
farthing a score of tucks, yet some of
this was to be deducted, since, her baby
having died, she had let tears fall upon
a frill of chiffon."
Peggy caught his arm with both her
bands.
"Who were her employers?"
"Messrs. Oakley & Lemercler."
She gave a cry, and the minister un
derstood.
Breaking away from him she leaned
against a pillar, beneath a bust of Jus
tice, and there she sobbed, m school-
glrl-llke abandon.
The minister did not forget the wear
er of the pink chiffon ; her sweet, tear
ful face came between his thoughts
and all statistics. Once, Indeed, he con
temptuously thrust away the profound
fleure proofs that were to convince his
colleagues of the necessity for legis
lation.
"It is woman's soul that must win
this cause or crush It,' was his re
flection.
When he next visited the woman of
whose case he bad spoken there was a
Are In the room, the baby girls played
with dolls, the mother sat up In bed,
supported by the strong, young arms
of a girl, the descendant of kings, who
had nursed her back to Ufa.
"Lady Peggy 1"
"Oh, my lord, she be an angel of
goodness 1"
The srlrl and man came out of the
house toeether Into the squalid alley.
Lord Montlelthon had a cab waiting,
and helped her In without a word. In
deed, the scene had changed to Bond
street before he asked:
"Wa Broke of tears and misery, but
you have created smiles within that
home Is there the remotest nope mat
you will smile for me. In mine, Peggy r
"Do you truly wish so?"
It did not seem to him so unnatural
a desire.
"I am an awful number of years
your eldei: a serious enthusiast but I
love vou. dear."
"How beautiful for I lost my heart
to you, oh, long ago I"
Tcggy Malcolm's wedding gown cost
a big sum, but never before had such
wondrous needlecraft been shown by
any frock. Gratitude had guided every
stitch, and blessings, not tears, had
been shed over the chiffon. Manches
ter Chronicle.
II air StatUttoa.
Mrs. Bacon I see some statistician
has discovered that the average woman
carries forty to sixty miles of hair on
her head.
Mrs. Bacon He ought to have gone
a little further and stated that about
a quarter of a mile of It la her own.
Yonkers Statesman.
If a boy earns ten cents, he wants
It; he isnt willing to trust tha best
man aUra.
BIT OF SWITZERLAND IN IOWA.
Rnarared Beantr of a Rome oa the
Blnffa of the Mlaaiaalppt.
One of the most picturesque spots In
the vicinity of Burlington, and proba
bly in all Iowa and the Mississippi val
ley, Is the Scholer home, says the Bur
lington Correspondent of the Des
Moines Register. It Is known far and
wide as the "Swiss chalet" and Is In
fact a perfectly constructed Swiss
dwelling place. In every detail the
idea Is carried out In the unique dwell
ing, not only on the exterior, but with
in, where those who have visited Swit
zerland and been entertained In the
homes of that country may see that
same arrangement of rooms and conve
niences as In the original structures
among the Alps.
Mr. Scholer, who was born In Swit
zerland, and received a good education
In the Institutions of that country, came
to Burlington fifty-three years ago, and
bringing with him an Intense affection
for the rugged fatherland sought to
maintain the inspiration In bis sur
roundings. He selected one of the most
rugged portions of land Just south of
Burlington at that time, and on the
steep side, overlooking" the broad ex
panse of the Mississippi River, he erect
ed the Swiss home. He did not dis
turb the wild surroundings of the place
except to tidy It up In the good old
Swiss way, and to train some vines
around the house.
To-day it presents the same rugged
and natural beauty that attracted the
eye of the mountain climber fifty-three
years ago, and Is one of the pleasantest
views to be obtained from the brow of
Crapo Park. Indeed, from the most
frequented spots In the park this beau
tiful old home appears like a picture
of Switzerland, with the sweep of the
river beyond appearing as one of the
beautiful Swiss lakes. Mr. Scholer died
the other day full of years and good
works and possessing the regard of all
those who knew him. He left his pic-
turesque home to his sons, and It will
long remain as one of the attractive
features of this locality.
' A Fine Dtaorlmlnatton.
A Chicago lawyer tells how the most
popular man In a Nevada town got Into
difficulty with a disreputable tough
for a long time the terror of the place
and proceeded to "do him up" In a
manner entirely satisfactory to the
community at large. It becoming nec
essary, however, to vindicate the ma
jesty of the law, the offender was
brought up for trial on the charge of
assault with Intent to kill. The case
soon went to the Jury. When they had
been out about two minutes they re
turned. "Well, gentlemen of the Jury," asked
the Judge In a familiar, off-hand way,
"what have you to say?"
"If It please the court," responded
the foreman, "we, the Jury, find that
the prisoner Is not guilty of strlkln'
with lutent to kill, but simply to par
alyze, an' he done It"
So the prisoner was acquitted amid
applause, Llpplncott'a,
Cam pal Km B'a aad V'a.
"Is It true," asked tha Interviewer,
"that you hare the political be la
your hat?"
"No," said the prominent maa sage
ly ; "but I have tha campaign V In my
pocket"
For the prominent man knew wail
that tha fond hopes of his friends were
at nothing to tha fund dopes of bla
party juaga,
favorites
j St. Peter at the Gate.
( St Peter stood guard at the golden gate,
j With a solemn mien and air sedate,
I When up to the top of the golden stair
A man and a woman ascending there,
I Applied for admission. They came and
I stood '
Before St Peter, so great and good,
In hope the City of Peace to win,
And asked St Peter to let them in.
j
The woman was tall and lank and thin,
With a scraggy beardlet upon the chin.
The maa was short and thick and stout
His stomach was built so it rounded out ;
His face was pleasant and all the while
He wore a kindly and genial smile.
The choirs in the distance the echoes
woke.
And the man kept still while the woman
spoke.
"Oh, thou who guardest the gate," said
1 she, . , - -
"We two come hither, beseeching thee
;To let us enter the heavenly land,
1 And play our harps with the angel band.
Of me, St. Peter, there Is no doubt ;
There's nothing from heaven to bar me
out. '
I've been to meeting three times a week,
And almost always I'd rise and speak.
"I've told the sinners about the day
When they'd repent of their evil way;
I've told my neighbors I've told 'em all
'Bout Adam and Eve, and the primal fall,
I've shown them what they'd have to do
If they'd pass in with the chosen few;
I've marked their path of duty clear ;
Laid out the plan for their whole career.
"I've talked and talked to 'em loud and
long,
For my lungs are good and my voice is
strong.
So, good St. Peter, you'll clearly see
The gate of heaven Is open for me,
But my old man, I regret to say,
Hasn't walked in exactly the narrow
way ;
He smokes and he swears, and grave
faults he's got
And I don't know whether he'll pass or
"not
"He never would pray with an earnest
vim,
Or go to revival, or Join in a hymn.
So I had to leave him In sorrow there.
While I, with the chosen, united in
prayer.
He ate what the pantry chanced to af
ford, While I, In my purity, sang to the Lord.
And If cucumbers were all he got,
It's a chance if he merited them or not
"But oh, St. Peter, I love him so,
To the pleasures of heaven please let him
go. .
I've done enough a saint I've been.
Won't that atone? Can't you let him in?
By my grim gospel I know 'tis so
That the unrepentant fry below.
But isn't there some way you can see
That he may enter who's dear to me?
"It's a narrow gospel which I pray,
But the chosen expect to find some way
Of coaxing or fooling or bribing you,
So that their relation can amble through.
And say, St. Peter, it seems to me
That gate isn't kept as It ought to be.
You ought to stand right by the opening
there,
And never sit down in that easy chair.
"And say, St. Peter, my sight is dimmed.
But I don't like the way your whiskers
are trimmed.
They're cut too wide, and outward toss;
They'd look better narrow, cut straight
across.
Well, we must be going, our crown to
win. .
So open, St. Peter, and we'll pass In."
- .
St. Peter sat quiet and stroked his staff;
But BPite of his office, .he had to laugh.
Then said, with a fiery gleam In his eye :
"Who's tending this gate, you or I?"
And then he arose, in his stature tall,
And pressed a button upon the wall.
And said to the imp who answered the
bell:
"Escort this female around to hell I"
'
The man stood still as a piece of stone
Stood sadly, gloomily, there alone.
A lifelong, settled Idea he had
I That his wife was good and he was bad,
He thought if the woman went down be
low
That he would surely have to go;
That if she went to the regions dim,
There wasn't a ghost of a show for blm.
Slowly he turned, by habit bent -To
follow wherever the woman went -;
St. Peter, standing on duty there,
Observed that the top of his head was
bare.
He called the gentleman back and said :
"Friend, how long hast thou been wed?"
"Thirty years" (with a weary sigh)
And then he thoughtfully added, "Why?"
St Peter was silent With head bent
down
He raised bis hand and scratched his
crown.
Then, seeming a different thought to take,
Slowly, half to himself, he spake :
"Thirty years with that woman there?
No wonder the man hasn't got any hair t
! Swearing is wicked. Smoke's not good ;
lie smu&eu auu ,nvio & ouvuiu tutua ue
would 1
Thirty years with that tongue sd sharp I
Ho I Angel Gabriel ! Give him a harp 1
A Jeweled harp, with a golden string t
Good sir, pass In where the angels sing I
Gabriel, give him a seat alone .
One with the cushion up near the
throne!
Call up some angels to play their best ;
Let him enjoy the music, and rest ;
See that on finest ambrosia he feeds ;
He's had about all the hell he needs.
It lsnt just hardly the thing to do
To roast him on earth and the furore.
too.
xbey him a harp with golden
j strings
A glittering robe and a pair of wings. '
And he said as he entered the Realm of
Day: '
"Well, this beats cucumbers, anyway !"
And so the Scriptures had come to pass,
"The last shall be first and the first shall
be last" .
Joseph Bert Smiley.
HISTORY OF POTATO PLANT. ;
Native of Sooth America Natural"
lied in Europe.
: The chronicle of one of the old Span
ish travelers, published In 1553, says:
'The people of Peru eat a tuberous
root which they call papas." The Span
lards took this root to Spain, where It
was grown as "the truffle root" The
Italians very quickly adopted It Into
their gardens and soon the Dutch were
cultivating it with much the same zeal
that they displayed for tulips. Of Its
Introduction Into England, all that we
are sure of Is that in 1580 Sir Walter
Raleigh was growing potatoes In his
Irish garden.
Thomas Harlot In his account of Vir
ginia names potatoes among the roots
that were found growing there, saying
that some of them were as big as a
walnut and others considerably larger.
This Virginia potato seems to have
been that which Is now known as the
Irish while, that grown In Peru is more
likely to have been a sweet potato. An
other writer, describing the esculents
of Virginia, says that the potato root
Is thick, fat and tuberous, not differ
ing much In shape from the sweet po
tato, except that the roots are not so
great or long, while some, of them are
round as a ball jind others are oval, In
the egg fashion.
Early In the seventeenth century Ra
leigh's plantation of potatoes had been
repeated all over Ireland, but the farm
ers of England, moved by stubbord
prejudice and possibly in part by Jeal
ousy, decided that they would have
nothing to do with the tuber. It was
as late as the time of Charles II, cer
tainly It was after the Cromwelllan ep
isode, before the potato got any fair
hold in English soil. '
Gilbert White, writing In 1178, says
that potatoes had prevailed In his dis
trict for about twenty years and that
this had been brought about "only by
means of premiums," hut that potatoes
were then much esteemed by the poor
er people, who would scarcely have
ventured to taste them In the previous
reign.
Another writer speaks of them as a'
rather questionable product possibly
to become human food, "although rath
er flatulent and acid for the human
stomach." He recommends boiling them
with dates and thinks that such a com
bination would keep soul and body to
gether for those who are loo poor to
get anything better.
The story of the Introduction of the
pota'to Into France has been often told.
The country people were so conylnced
of the poisonous nature of the tuber
that they would not give It a trial. Its
friends were actually mobbed for try
ing to Introduce a food that would
poison the people. The story goes in
two ways. One of these tells us that
King Louis XVI. wore potato blossoms
In his buttonhole and had potatoes on
his royal table until they became pop
ular with the aristocratic classes.
Another story recounts how a cele
brated physician and philanthropist
planted a field of potatoes, about which
he placed a guard, with Instructions
to allow Just as much thieving as possi
ble. The poorer people, believing a veg- J
etable that deserved such watchful care
must be of great value, 6tole nearly ;
the whole of them. In this way their
prejudices were. overcome and a valua
ble esculent added to their dietary.
Independent
Hlarh Back Wolf a Caller.
Our esteemed fellow citizen. HIsrh
Back Wolf, was seen on our streets
recently. Mr. Wolf was accompanied
by his two wives. High is a good-na.-tured
Indian, with bow legs, hooked
nose and humplsh back, which latter
physical peculiarity In connection with
his aggravated appetite for raw dog
suggested his name to his compatriots
on the banks of the Washita.
Mr. Wolf was caught In the lurch
when the government enacted the one
wife law for the Indians and found
himself surrounded with two wives and
twenty-four children. High grinned
good naturedly and consulted a lawyer
to devise ways and means of reducing
the wife surplus, but as there were no
annals among the Indians to tell which
wife was first attached to High Back
and neither of them was willing , to
jar loose from his tepee without legal
process High said : "Ugh, heap much
wife; heap lucky Injln," and began to
bustle for extra dead wohaw and
canlnea -
Mrs. Wolf, Jr., Is some four feet
across the breast with height to match ;
has dreamy black eyes and a cultured
way of hlstlng her moccasins over mud
dy places on the Washita when wet
weather comes on. We have never
met the other Mrs. Wolf, but she Is
described as being a dark complex
loned, ,black haired, red face, high
cheekbone sister, who neither chews
tobacco nor drinks. The Wolf family
are well thought of by their neigh
bors. Arapahoe Bee.
Comprehensive.
"I don't know how to describe thla
society leader. Her figure is nonde
script" .
"Call her stately."
"I will. That means anything from
Rhode Island to Texas." Louisville
Courier-Journal.
When a man is telling of a quarrel
be has had, and says: "I said to the
other fellow," be nearly always makes
what he says a good deal worse than
U was,
, iOClai WAT . 07 ? WOMAJT. ;
Different Valaatlon ' la Hade Im
Enrope Tha la Ameriea.
"Male ascendency Is as real and at
least as strong la America as In any
European country short of Turley. Xbe
social sway of woman is due to ft dif
ferent valuation of society by the Amer
ican man from that of European coun
tries. What Henry James and other
critics affirm, that the American maa
is a business man, a political and a
clubman, but leaves society largely to
uts wife and daughter, Is quite true,,
but what apparently they fail to recog
ulze is the characteristic mental atti
tude of the male American toward thla
social life," says a writer In London.
"Ills extravagant wife and daugh
ters, with their receptions, diamonds,
trips to Europe and sprightly talks on
books and art are to him primarily a
big entertainment an expensive, elab
orate show, which he can afford to keep
up and likes to pay for. The average
successful male American would no
more think of competing with his wife
In the., display of social arts and graces
than the Londoner who visits Maske
lyne & Devant's would think of vying
with the mystery men there, but -his
real control of the social order Is not
less deeply rooted on that account
ICa ..m na A4-fAn knIJn .1. 1
yj iui uiiiuu uuiun lilt; Hi ii lur
. t i l. n. 1 1
ill lij n f il I 1 1 -i il niiLiiit. il xiiiiiiin iiuiii
a significant paucity of sex emotion
in its more spontaneous, mastering
flow. Possibly the conquering Ameri
can woman owes much of her triumph
In circles where self-possession counts
for so much to this touch of' Inner
chill. That she owes anything to In
tellectual superiority over the male of
her kind cannot be conceded, for no
such superiority exists.
"She reads more and talks more, be
cause that belongs to her decorative
function. The thought of America
owes little to her, though she has long
enjoyed more ample opportunities for
education than the other sex. Her
contribution toward serious literature,
art and science is small, almost negli
gible. Almost all the best brain work-,
in America, even In fields where wom
en are most occupied, Is done by men."
m
$ LARRY'S PROMOTION. $
"Idle, Is it?" said Mrs. Flaherty.,
bridling. "If annybody had said that
same but yersilf, Mrs. O'Rourke, that's
been the good friend to us all, and fish
ed the bye himself out o' the ould cis
tern oncet wld yer blessed good grip
on the little breeches of him ah, well,
you may call him Idle If ye like. Tia
but a careless way of spaklng, and n
rale dlscompliment
"Tubbe sure, Larry's nlver one to
howld a job beyant the toime the job
one yls; if he wasn't whativer'd be
come of him?. Tis not himself could
drop a job in the middle, and take bis
bit of a rist, and thin get another job
anny toime, annyhow, annywhere, the
minute. he was ready for it But Larry,
that has the way wld him, and the
shmile on him There's a quare thing,
about the bye's ears,' 'twas his grand
mother used to be saying. They nlver
hear No whin 'tis said to him the first
toime ; and whin 'tis repated, 'tis Yls !"
And that's so.. '
"Ah, now, Mrs. O'Rourke, ye know
betthert Partial? Me? Me that lovea
the pair of thlm as ayqull as me two
eyes? Ah, thin, nlver I But I know
what I know.
"Whin ye say that Mike's a folne
stiddy worker, and shares his wage
wld his mother like the good son he Is,
saints forbid I shud deny it But mo
youngest me Larry 'twas him wlnt
flghtln' to Cuby, a picture In his sodger
cioes anu renuy 10 oe kih use a nayro- .
Anil fintt' ha'a nmmntMl tn ha a vatapon
- " . " " , - w ....... vw vu U V. UU.
Sure, 'twas years afther the big war
befure Patrick was that; but here's
Larry, nlver shtopping like his father
to be a corporil and a sergeant on the
way, but just making the one grand
lape of it and a veteran at twlnty
sivin. "Mike Is a good bye; but me Larry,
praise hivln I Is the pride of his coun
thry, and an honor to the Flahertys,
and the Joy of me ould heart Tla
the impartial judgment of a mother."
No Glovea Big Enough.
A large motherly-looking woman In a
department store said to a shop girl:
"I want a pair of gloves for my Jim.
He's going to a ball." "Yes, madam,"'
said the girl, ' producing white kid
gloves. "This is the kind, I suppose."
'Them!" cried the woman. "Goodness,
no ! They'd be too good. My Jim's got
a hand like a shoulder of muttom. Be
sides, they're too dear. Haven't yoa
got something like the policemen wear
at about 15 cents?" The clerk smiling
ly regretted that they did not keep that
kind. "Oh, very well," said the old
lady. "There's no help for it Jlm'U
have to wash his hands, after all."
Dreaa in Old Maaaachnaette.
There was an ancient law In Massa
chusetts that ladies' dresses should bo
made long enough to hide their shoe
buckles. In 16G0 an act of the gen
eral court prohibited short sleeves and
required garments to bo lengthened so
na to cover the arms to the wrlsta nnrt
gowns to the shoe buckles; "immoder
ate great breeches, knots of ribbon,
(broad shoulder bands, and they be, silk
roses, double ruffs and cuffs" were for
bidden. In the same colony, in 1653, L
Fairbanks was tried for wearing great
boots, but was acquitted.
When a man's first baby arrives be
wants to treat all his friends; when
the seventh comes along he expects all
bis friends to treat blm.