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during the morning. Other conditions being the same, she
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for users of this machine. The mechanical reason for the Monarch light
touch is found in the action of the Monarch Typebar, an exclusive and
patented feature which gives this remarkably light action.
We would remind the business man that “Monarch Light Touch"'
means more work and better work, because less physical strength
is expended by the operator. Therefore, cost per folio is re¬
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Tiffany & Co.
Moderate prices as well
as the highest standard of
quality are characteristic
of Tiffany & Co/s en¬
tire stock of jewelry, sil¬
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artistic merchandise
Correspondence invited. The Tiffany
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Fifth Avenue & 37th Street New York
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This Mark Identifies May hew Furniture
The May hew Idea
in advertising is not, primarily, to
sell you furniture, but to inform
you — and enable you to inform
yourself — about furniture. Your
purchase of
May hew Furniture
— or at least your desire for it—is
expected to follow your own in¬
vestigation of furniture realities.
The Mayhew case is rested, finally, not upon
Mayhew salesmanship or upon Mayhew
advertising, good as we want these to be—
but upon Mayhew Furniture —the product of
two generations of fidelity to definite ideals
and specific standards in the design, manu¬
facture and marketing of furniture.
See Mayhew Furniture at your Dealer's
Thit Mark Identifies Mayhew Furniture
The Mayhew Name
Some manufacturers “ guarantee ”
their products vociferously. The
mere name of other manufacturers
is such an obvious guaranty of excellence in
material, integrity in manufacture and
straightforwardness in presentation, that the
public accepts their product as a standard.
Such a name in the mercantile world is more
to be desired than much fine gold.
It is such a name that two generations of
Mayhews have sought to deserve by the
simple method of putting genuine worth into
Mayhew Furniture
The name adds nothing to the furniture except
convenience of identification, but the character of
the furniture has made the name worth looking for.
See Mayhew Furniture at your Dealer's
This Mark Identifies Mayhew Furniture
The Mayhew Business
has been built from its foundation upon those
ideals which have only begun to affect
generally the structure of American busi¬
ness— ideals which generally are referred to
as “old-fashioned,” but which are quite new-
fashioned in their practical application to the
largest modern industries.
Artistic Fidelity and Material Integrity
are not abstractions in the building of May¬
hew furniture nor catchwords in Mayhew
advertising.
Mayhew Furniture
is built to meet the cultured needs of an
ever increasing public which demands and
is willing to pay for furniture realities .
See Mayhew Furniture at your Dealer's
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This Mark Identifies Mayhew Furniture
The Mayhew Method
of presenting its lines for your inspection is as
superior as Mayhew furniture. Leading dealers in
the important American cities have examples of
Mayhew furniture on their floors. They under¬
stand it — and will show it to you intelligently.
They have also the Mayhenjo Carbon Prints —11x14
inches in size — by which to show you the various
styles they do not carry in stock.
Every Mayhew dealer, therefore, is able to show
you the entire Mayhenjj line of more than a thousand
patterns — representative examples on the floor, and
supplementary pieces by photograph. It is a satis¬
fying way of securing the w idest choice.
The Mayhew’ line includes a w ide range of perfect
examples in the Adams, Chippendale, Sheraton,
Hepplew'hite, Elizabethan — all the important
English periods — also American Colonial and luxu¬
rious upholstered furniture in Morocco and fabric
coverings.
We do not distribute any conventional *' booklets," be¬
cause the best of conventional illustrations are widely used
to advertise inferior furniture. We ask, in your interest
as well as our own, that you
See Mayhew Furniture at your Dealer's
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Contents for February, 1910
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Alph onso XIII., King of Spain .
Alphonso XIII.
After Sorolla. Frontispiece
Xavier Paoli 357
ILLUSTRATED WITH PHOTOGRAPHS
In Snowtide. A Poem ....
A Perverted Punishment. A Story
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The Train. A Poem ....
Reminiscences of an Editor .
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The Lighted Lamp. A Poem .
In Vaudeville. A Story .
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Departure. A Poem ....
Finding a Life Work ....
Canada’s Work for Her Farmers
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Sea-Lavender. A Poem .
What the Public Wants. A Play
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The Brennan Mono-Rail Car
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The Cannibal King ....
ILLUSTRATIONS BY C. D. WILLIAMS
The Doves. A Poem ....
Confessions of a Moderate Drinker
The Man Higher Up. A Story .
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When Morning Leaps. A Poem .
The Evolution of Ishmael. A Story
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William H. Rideing 380
Florence Wilkinson 391
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Automobiles and Accessories
A. B. C. Motor Co.44a
Baker Motor Vehicle Co., The . .71
Bartholomew Co., The . 69
Columbus Buggy Co., The ... 94
Elmore Mfg. Co. S7
Fisk Rubber Co.61
Jeffery & Co., Thos. B.44b
Nordyke & Marmon Co.70
Pantasote Co., The.69
Rapid Motor Vehicle Co. ... 68
United Manufacturers .... 68
WlUys-Overland Co. . . . 98-99
Banking and Financial
Kuhn. J. S. & W. S. . . .
Petry & Co.
Rollins & Sons, E. H.76
Trowbridge & Nlver Co. . . . 44a
Bath Room Fixtures
Mott Iron Works, J. L.85
Standard Sanitary Mfg. Co. . . 63
Boats, Motors. Etc.
Fay & Bowen Engine Co. ... 70
Gray Motor Co.44a
King Folding Canvas Boat Co.. . 44d
Mullins Co., W. H.68
Palmer Bros.44d
Racine Boat Co.62
Truscott Boat Mfg. Co.68
Tuttle Co.. D. M.70
Wright Engine Co.. C. T. . . 72
Building and Construction
Adams & Eltlng Co.84
Atlas Portland Cement Co. ... 50
Barrett Mfg. Co. . . . ; . .31
Cabot, Samuel ...... 43
Caldwell Co.. W. E.41
Carter White Lead Co.30
Chicago House Wrecking Co. . . 47
General Electric Co.89
Keith Co.50
Mershon & Morley.68
National Lead Co.93
Petersen, Jens C.48
Power Specialty Co.70
Rider-Ericsson Engine Co. ... 36
Sargent & Co.30
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Trussed Concrete Steel . . . . 44d
Ward Fence Co.88
Cameras, Etc.
Eastman Kodak Co.76
Cigars, Tobacco, Etc.
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Detroit School of Lettering
Dodge’s Institute ....
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Fine Arts Institute ....
Illinois College ot Photography .
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X. W. School of Taxidermy
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School of Applied Art
Sprague Correa. School of Law
St. Louis Trades School.
Tome School for Boys .
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Food Products
Atwood Grape Fruit Co.. The
Bauer Chemical Co.. The
Blooker’s Cocoa .
Campbell's Soups
Chiclets.
Corn Products Refining Co.
Crystal Domino Sugar .
Farwell A Rhlnes
Genesee Pure Food Co. (Jell
Holstein-Friesian Asso.
Horllck’s Malted Milk
Knox Gelatine
Lea A Perrin’s Sauce
National Biscuit Co. (Nabisco)
National Starch Co. .
New England Confectionary
Peter's Chocolate
Postuin Cereal Co.
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Whitman A Son. Stephen F
Wilbur A Sons. H. O. .
Foot Wear
Best A Co.
Stetson Shoe Co., The
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Hartshorn Shade Rollers
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Piedmont Red Cedar Chest Co.
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Simplex Electric Heating Co.
1900 Washer Co.
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Come-Packt Furniture Co. .
Gunn Furniture Co. .
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Stafford Mfg. Co., E. H.
heating and Lighting Syst
American Radiator Co. .
Best Light Co., The .
Canchester Light Co.
Lindsay Light Co.
Noel, John S. ...
Peck-Williamson Co.
Standard-Glllett Light
U. S. A. Lighting Co.
Walker A Pratt Mfg. Co.
Welsbach Co.
Household Supplies
Old Dutch Cleanser ....
Pearline.
Insurance
Equitable Life Assurance Society
Jewelry and Silverware
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Howard Watch Co., E. .
Loft Is Bros. & Co.
Marshall, Geo. E.
Meriden Britannia Co. .
Tiffany A Co.
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American Telephone A Telegraph Co,
Amusement Supply Co. .
Arlington St. Church
Barnes. W. F. A Jno.
Berkshire Hills Sanatorium
Bowker Insecticide Co. .
Buffalo Lithia Water
Burell Syndicate
Burrowes, E. T. Co. .
Chesebrough Mfg. Co.
Cocroft. Susanna
Collette Mfg. Co.
Evans A Co., Victor J. .
Grelder, B. H. ...
Herschell-Splllman Co. .
Horton Mfg. Co., The
Keep-Shape Co. .
Londonderry Lithia Spring Water Co. 80
Lotz, Henry M.
Mason. Fenwick A Lawrence
McAllister Mfg. Opt..
Mead Cycle Co.
Munter, Prof. Charles
National Casket Co. .
National Resources Security Co.
Oakland Chemical Co. .
Ohio Electric Works
Pine Forest Inn .
San Antonlo'PubllcIty League
Sure Hatch Incubator Co. .
Thayer A Chandler .
Thleler, E. R. (Mettlach Ware)
Trans-Continental Freight Co.
LL S. Playing Card Co.
Vapo-Cresolene Co., The
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Wanamaker, John
Worthington Co.
Musical Instruments. Etc.
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Holeproof Hosiery Co. .
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Knothe Bros.
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D OWN with the rosemary and bays,
Down with the mistletoe;
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The greener box, for show.
The holly hitherto did sway;
Let box now domineer
Until the dancing Easter day
Or Easter’s eve appear.
Then youthful box which now hath grace
Your houses to renew,
Grown old, surrender must his place
Unto the crisped yew.
When yew is out, then birch comes in,
And many flowers beside;
Both of a fresh and fragrant kin
To honour Whitsuntide.
Green rushes, then, and sweetest bents,
With cooler oaken boughs,
Come in for comely ornaments
To re-adorn the house.
Thus times do shift: each thing his turn does hold:
New things succeed , as former things grow old.
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ALPHONSO Mil.. KING OF SPAIN
FROM THE FAINTING BY JOAQUIN SOROLl.A Y BASTIDA
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VOL. XXXIV FEBRUARY, 1910 No. 4
RECOLLECTIONS
OE THE KINGS AND QUEENS
OF EUROPE
BY XAVIER PAOLI
Special Commissioner of ihe Sitreie Generate, Detailed to Accompany Royal Visitors to France
" T OU wanted me to complete your
/ collection, didn’t you, M. Paoli?”
The presidential train had left
ji Hendaye; the distant echoes of
A the Spanish national anthem still
reached our ears through the silence and the
darkness. Leaning from the window of thesleep-
ing-car, I was watching the last lights of the
little frontier town disappear, one by one. . . .
I turned round briskly at the sound of that
gay and bright voice. A tall, slim young man
stood at the door of the compartment, with a
Translated by Alexander Teixeira de Mattos.
cigarette between his lips and a soft felt hat
on his head, and gave me a friendly little wave
of the hand. His long, slender figure looked
very smart and supple in a pale-gray traveling
suit; and a broad smile lit up his bronzed face,
his smooth, boyish face, adorned with a large
Bourbon hooked nose, planted like an eagle's
beak between two very black eyes, full of fire
and humor.
"Yes, yes, M. Paoli, I know you, though
perhaps you don’t yet know me. My mother
has often spoken to me of you, and when she
heard that you had been appointed to watch
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AND THE PRINCESS ENA TOOK PLACE
A PHOTOGRAPH OF THE KING OF SPAIN GIVEN
BY HIM TO M. PAOLI
358
over my safety, she said, ‘With Paoli, I
feel quite at ease.'"
" I am infinitely touched and flattered, Sir, ’
I replied, “by that gracious mark of confi¬
dence. . . . It is true that my collection
was incomplete without your Majesty/'
That is how I became acquainted with
Alphonso XIII. in the spring of 1905, at the
time of his first official visit to France.
"The Little King," as he was still called,
had lately completed his nineteenth year.
He had attained his majority a bare twelve-
month before, and was just entering upon
his career as a monarch, if 1 may so ex¬
press myself. The watchful eyes of Europe
were beginning to observe with sympathetic
interest the first actions of this young ruler,
who, with the exuberant grace of his fine
and trustful youth, brought an unexpected
and amusing contrast into the somewhat
constrained formality of the gallery of sov¬
ereigns. I hough he had no history as yet,
plenty of anecdotes were already current
about him, and a plenty of morals were
drawn in consequence.
He has a nature all impulse," said one.
“He is full of character," said people
who had met him.
THE KING OF SPAIN AND THE PRINCESS ENA
Front a photograph taken at Biarrit{
“He is like his father; he would charm the
bird from the tree/' an old Spanish diplomatist
remarked to me.
“At any rate, there is nothing commonplace
about him,” thought I, still perplexed by the un¬
conventional, amusing, jocular way in Which he
had interrupted my nocturnal contemplations.
No, he was certainly not commonplace! The
next morning 1 saw him at early dawn at the
windows of the saloon-carriage, devouring with
a delighted curiosity the sights that met lus
eyes as the train rushed at full speed through
the green plains of the Charente.
“What a lovely country yours is, M. Paoli!”
he cried, when he saw me standing near him.
“1 feel as if I were still at home, as if I knew
everybody—the faces all seem familiar. It’s
'stunning'!”
At the sound of this typically Parisian ex¬
pression (the French word that he employed
359
A PHOTOGRAPH OF KING ALPHONSO, TAKEN
SHORTLY AFTER HIS MARRIAGE
was ipatant) proceeding from the royal lips, it
was my turn to be "stunned.” In my inno¬
cence, I was not yet aware that he knew all our
smart slang phrases and used them freely.
His spirits were as inexhaustible as his
bodily activity, and we were hard put to it to
keep up with him. He wanted to know every¬
thing, though he knew a great deal as it was.
The army and navy excited his interest in the
highest degree; the provinces through which
we were passing, their customs, their past,
360
their administrative organization, their in¬
dustries, supplied him with the subjects of an
exhaustive interrogatory to which we did our
best to reply. Our social laws, our parliament,
our politicians as eagerly aroused his lively
curiosity. . . . And then came the turn
of Paris, which he was at last about to see,
whose splendors and peculiarities he already
knew from reading and hearsay—that Paris
which he looked upon as a fairy-land, a prom¬
ised land; and the thought that he was to be
Till. KING PIGEON-SIlOOTING AT CASSA CAMP
KING ALPHONSO ON HORSEBACK
AN EARLY PHOTOGRAPH OF THE PRINCESS ENA
solemnly welcomed there sent a slight flush of
excitement to his cheeks.
“It must be wonderful!” he said, his eyes
ablaze with pleasurable impatience.
He also insisted upon our giving him full de¬
tails about the persons who were to receive him.
“What is M. Loubet like? And the Prime
Minister? And the Governor of Paris?”
When he was not putting questions he was
telling stories, recalling his impressions of his
recent journeys in Spain.
362
“Confess, M. Paoli,” he said, “that you have
never had to look after a king so young as I.”
His conversation, studded with smart sallies,
with freakish outbursts and unexpected digres¬
sions, revealed a young and keen intelligence,
eager after knowledge, a fresh mind open to
ideas. I remember the surprise of a high
official, to whose explanations the King was
lending an attentive ear, when we crossed a
bridge over the Loire, in which some water-
fowl happened to be disporting themselves.
XAVIF.a PAOl.l
363
"Oh, what a pity!” the King broke in.
"Why haven't I a gun?" And, taking aim with
an imaginary fowling-piece, "What a fine shot!"
Again, 1 remember the spontaneous and
charming way in which, full of admiration for
the beauties of our Touraine, he tapped me on
the shoulder and cried:
"There’s no doubt about it, I love France!
France forever!"
What was not my surprise afterward, at
Orleans, where the first official stop was made,
to see him appear in his full uniform as
captain-general, his featureswearing an expres¬
sion of singular dignity, his gait proud and
lofty, compelling in all of us a respect for
the impressive authority that emanated from
his whole person. He found the right word for
everybody, was careful of the least shades of
etiquette, moved, talked, and smiled amid the
gold-laced uniforms with a sovereign ease,
showing from the first that he knew better
than anybody how to play his part as a king.
There is one action, very simple in appear¬
ance, but in reality more difficult than one
would think, by which one may judge a sov¬
ereign’s bearing in a foreign country. This is
his manner of saluting the colors. Some, as
they pass before the standard surrounded by
its guard of honor, content themselves with
raising the hand to cap or helmet; others
stop and how; others make a wide and
PRINCESS F.NA JUST BEFORE HER MARRIAGE
PRINCESS ENA OF BATTEXBKRG
studied gesture that betrays a certain almost
theatrical affectation. Alphonso XII l.’s salute is
like none of these: in its military stiffness, it is
at once simple and grave, marked by supreme
elegance and profound deference. On the plat¬
form of the Orleans railway station, opposite
the motionless battalion, in the presence of a
number of officers and civil functionaries, this
graceful and respectful salute, which so visibly
paid a delicate homage to the army and the
country, moved and flattered us more than
any number of boasts and speeches. And
when, at last. 1 went home, after witnessing
the young King’s arrival in the capital and ob¬
serving the impression that he had made on
the Government and the people, I recalled the
old Spanish diplomatist’s remark:
“The King would charm the bird from the
tree!"
II
I saw little of King Alphonso during his first
stay in Paris. The protection of sovereigns
who were the official guests of the Government
did not come within the scope of my duties.
I therefore left him at the station, and was not
to resume my place in his suite until the mo¬
ment of his departure. The anarchist-revolu¬
tionary gentry appeared to be unaware of this
detail, for I daily received a fair number of
MARIA CHRISTINA, DOWAGER QUEEN OF SPAIN
anonymous letters, most of which contained
more or less vague threats against the person
of our royal visitor. One of them, which the
post brought me when I was on the point of
proceeding to the gala performance given at
the opera in his honor, struck me more par¬
ticularly because of the plainness of the warn¬
ing that it conveyed, a warning devoid of any
of the insults that usually accompany this sort
of communication.
“In spite of all the precautions that have
been taken," it read, "the King had better be
careful when he leaves the opera to-night."
I his note, written in a rough, disguised
hand, was, of course, unsigned. I at once
364
passed it on to the right quarter. The very
strict supervision that was being exercised no
doubt excluded the possibility of a successful
plot. But there remained the danger of an
individual attempt, the murderous act of a
single person; and I knew by experience that,
to protect one's self against that, one must
rely exclusively upon "the police of Heaven,"
to use the picturesque expression of Senor
Maura, the former Spanish Premier.
Haunted by a baneful presentiment, I never¬
theless decided, on leaving the opera, to re¬
main near the King’s carriage (as a mere
passer-by, of course) until he had stepped into
it with M. Loubet and driven off, surrounded
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KING ALPHONSO LKAD1NC A HUNTING PARTY
by his squadron of cavalry. The attempt on
his life took place at the corner of the Rue de
Rohan and the Rue de Rivoli; and both the
King and M. Loubet had a miraculous escape
from death. My presentiment, therefore, had
not been at fault.
I need not here recall the coolness that the
young monarch displayed in these circum¬
stances, for it is still present in every memory,
nor the magnificent indifference with which he
looked upon the tragic incident.
"I have received my baptism of fire,” he
said to me, a couple of days later, "and, upon
my word, it was much less exciting than 1 ex¬
pected!”
Alphonso XIII., in fact, has a fine contempt
for danger. Like the late King Humbert, he
considers that assassination is one of the little
drawbacks attendant on the trade of king. He
gave a splendid proof of this courage at the
time of the Madrid bomb, of which I shall
speak later; and I witnessed it for myself two
days after the attempted assassination in the
Rue de Rohan.
On leaving Paris, our royal visitor went to
Cherbourg, where I accompanied him, to em¬
bark on board the British royal yacht, which
was to take him to England. As we ap¬
proached the town in the early morning,
the presidential train was shunted on to the
special line that leads direct to the dockyard.
While we were running pretty fast, the train
suddenly stopped short, producing a violent
shock in all the carriages. The reader can
imagine the excitement. The railway officials,
officers, and chamberlains of the court sprang
out of the coaches and rushed to the royal
saloon.
"Another attempt?” asked the King, calmly
smiling, as he put his head out of the
window.
We all thought so at the first moment. For¬
tunately, it was only a slight accident: the rear
luggage-van had left the rails through a mis¬
take in the shunting. 1 hastened to explain
the matter to the King.
"You # ll see." he at once replied; "they will
say, kll the saihe, that it was an attempt on
my life. I must let my mother know quickly,
or she will be frightened.”
The King was right. Some one— we never
discovered who—had already found means to
telegraph to Queen Maria Christina that a
fresh attack had been made on her son.
At I run, the first Spanish station, where I
was to take leave of our guest, a fresh surprise
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VICTORIA, QUEEN OF SPAIN
From the painting by Joaquin Soro/ta y Basin/a
awaited us. There was not a trace of police
protection, not a soldier, not a gendarme. An
immense crowd had freely invaded both plat¬
forms. And what a crowd! Thousands of
men, women, and children shouted, sang,
waved their hands, hustled one another, and
fired guns into the air for joy, while the King,
calm and smiling, elbowed his way from the
presidential to the royal train, patting the
366
children's heads as he passed, paying a compli¬
ment to their mothers, distributing friendly
nods to the men who were noisily cheering him.
But my mission was at an end. Still laugh¬
ing, the King, as he gave me his hand, said:
“Well, M. Paoli, you can no longer say that
you haven't got me in your collection!"
“1 beg your pardon, Sir,” I replied. “It's
not complete yet.”
XAVIER PAOLI
“How do you mean?"
“Why, Sir, I haven't your portrait."
“Oh, that will be all right!" And, turning
to the grand master of his court, “Santo Mauro,
make a note: photo for M. Paoli."
A few days after, I received a photograph,
signed and dated by the royal hand.
Ill
Five months later, Alphonso XIII., returning
from Germany, where he had been to pay his
accession visit to the Berlin Court, stopped to
spend a day incognito in Paris. I found him
as I had left him—gay, enthusiastic, full of
good nature, glad to be alive.
“Here I am again, my dear M. Paoli," he
said, when he perceived me at the frontier,
where, according to custom, I had gone to meet
him. “But this time I shall not cause you
any great worry. I must go home, and I sha'n't
stop for more than twenty-four hours—worse
luck!— in Paris."
On the other hand, he wasted none of his
time while there. Jumping into a motor-car
the moment he was out of the train, he first
drove to the Hotel Bristol, where he remained
just long enough to change his clothes, after
which he managed, during his brief stay, to
hear mass in the Church of St. Roch (for it was
Sunday), to pay a visit to M. Loubet, to make
some purchases in the principal shops, to lunch
with his aunt, the Infanta Eulalie, to take a
motor drive in the pouring rain as far as
Saint-Germain and back, to dine at the Spanish
Embassy, and to wind up the evening at the
Thdlttre des Variates.
“And it's like that every day, when he's
traveling," said one of his suite to me.
The King, I may say, makes up for this daily
expenditure of activity by a tremendous appe¬
tite. I have observed, for that matter, that
the majority of sovereigns are valiant trencher¬
men. Every morning of his life Alphonso XI 11 .
has a good rump-steak and potatoes for his
first breakfast, often preceded by eggs and
sometimes followed by salad and fruit. On
the other hand, the King never drinks wine and
generally confines himself to a tumbler of water
and lucbarillos , the national beverage, com¬
posed of white of egg beaten up with sugar.
In spite of his continual need of movement,
his passionate love of sport in all its forms, and
especially of motoring, his expansive, rather
mad, but very attractive youthfulness, Al¬
phonso XIII., even in his flying trips, never,
as we have seen, loses the occasion to improve
his mind. He is very quick at seizing a point,
possesses a remarkable power of assimilation,
367
and, although he does not read much, for he
has no patience, he is remarkably well informed
regarding the smallest details in matters that
interest him. One day, for instance, he asked
me, point-blank:
“Do you know how many gendarmes there
are in France?"
I confess that I was greatly puzzled what to
reply, for I have never cared much about
statistics. I ventured to say offhand:
“Ten thousand."
“Ten thousand! Come, M. Paoli, what are
you thinking of? That's the number we have
in Spain. It's more like twenty thousand."
This figure, as I afterward learned, was
strictly accurate.
As for business of State, I also noticed that
the King devoted more time to it than his rest¬
less life would lead one to believe. Rising,
winter and summer, at six o'clock, he stays
indoors and works regularly during the early
part of the morning, and often again at night.
In this connection, one of his ministers said
to me:
“He never shows a sign of either weariness
or boredom. The King's 'frivolity' is a popular
fallacy. On the contrary, he is terribly pains¬
taking. Just like the Queen Mother, he insists
upon clear and detailed explanations before he
will sign the least document; and he knows
quite well how to make his will felt. Besides,
he is fond of work, and he can work anywhere —
in a motor-car, in a boat, in a train, as well as
in his study."
But it was on the occasion of the event that
was to mark an indelible date in his life, a fair
and happy date, that I had time really to
observe him and to come to know him better.
The reader will have guessed that I am referring
to his engagement. The duties that 1 have
fulfilled for a quarter of a century have some¬
times involved difficult moments, delicate re¬
sponsibilities, thankless tasks, but they have
also brought me many charming compensa¬
tions; and 1 have no more delightful recollec¬
tion than that of witnessing, at first hand, the
fresh and touching royal idyl, the simple, cloud¬
less romance, which began one fine evening in
London, was continued under the sunny sky of
the Basque coast, and ended by leading to one
of those rare unions that satisfy both public
policy and the heart.
Like his father before him, Alphonso XIII.,
when his ministers began to hint discreetly
about possible “alliances," contented himself
with replying:
“ I shall marry a princess who takes my fancy,
and nobody else. 1 want to love my wife."
Nevertheless, diplomatic intrigues fashioned
ALPHONSO XIII.
368
themselves around the young sovereign. The
Emperor William would like to have seen a
German princess sharing the throne of Spain;
a marriage with an Austrian archduchess would
have continued a time-honored tradition. The
question of a French princess was also mooted,
I believe. But the political rapprochement
between Spain and England had just been ac¬
complished under French auspices; an Anglo-
Spanish marriage seemed to correspond with
the interests of Spain; and it so happened that
the Princess Patricia of Connaught had lately
been seen in Andalusia. Her name was on all
men's lips; already, in the silence of the palace,
official circles were preparing for this union.
Only one detail had been omitted, but it was
a detail of the first importance: that of con¬
sulting the two persons directly interested, who
did not even know each other.
When the King went to England, no one
doubted for a moment that he would return
engaged — and engaged to Patricia of Con¬
naught. As a matter of fact, when the two
young people met, they did not attract each
other. But, at the ball given in the King's
honor at Buckingham Palace, Alphonso never
took his eyes off a fair-haired young princess,
whose radiant beauty shed all the glory of
spring around her.
"Who is that?" asked the King.
" Princess Ena of Battenberg," was the reply.
The two were presented, danced and talked
together, and met again on the next day and
on the following days.
And, when the King returned to Spain, he
left his heart in England.
But he did not breathe a word about it. His
little idyl, which took the form of an inter¬
change of letters and postcards, as well as of
secret negotiations with a view to marriage,—
negotiations conducted with the English royal
family by the King in person,— was pursued
with the greatest mystery. People knew, of
course, that the Princess and the King liked
and admired each other; but they knew nothing
of the young monarch's private plans. More¬
over, he took pleasure in mystifying his entour-
age. He who had once been so expansive now
became suddenly contemplative and reserved.
Soon after his return, he ordered a yacht;
and, when the time came to christen her, he
made the builders paint on the prow in gold
letters:
PRINCESS . . .
The comment aroused by those three little
dots may be easily imagined.
The moment, however, was at hand when the
name of the royal yacht s godmother, and
therefore of the future Queen of Spain, was to
be revealed. One morning in January, 1906,
1 received a letter from Miss Minnie Cochrane,
Princess Henry of Battenberg's faithful lady-
in-waiting, telling me that the Princess and her
daughter. Princess Ena, were leaving shortly
for Biarritz, to stay with their cousin, the
Princess Frederica of Hanover, and inviting
me to accompany them. This kind thought is
explained by the fact that I had known the
Princess and her daughter for many years. 1
had often seen Princess Beatrice with the late
Queen Victoria, to whom she showed the most
tender filial affection; I had also known Princess
Ena as a little girl, when she still wore short
frocks and long, fair curls, and used to play
with her doll under the fond, smiling gaze
of her august grandmother. She was then a
grave and reflective child; she had great, deep,
expressive blue eyes; and she was a little shy,
like her mother.
When, at Calais, I beheld a fresh and beauti¬
ful young girl, unreserved and gay, a real fairy
princess, whose face, radiant with gladness, so
evidently reflected a very sweet, secret hap¬
piness; when, on the day after her arrival
at Biarritz, I saw King Alphonso arrive unex¬
pectedly in a great state of excitement, and
surprised the first glance that they exchanged
at the door of the villa— then I understood.
I was, therefore, not in the least astonished
when Miss Cochrane, whom I had ventured to
ask if it was true that there was a matrimonial
project on foot between the King and the
Princess, answered, with a significant smile:
"I think so; it is not officially settled yet; it
will be decided here."
IV
The Villa Mouriscot, where the princesses
were staying, was a picturesque Basque chalet,
elegantly and comfortably furnished. It stood
on a height, two miles from Biarritz, buried in
luxuriant and fragrant gardens.
The King came every day. Wrapped in a
huge cloak, with a motoring-cap and goggles,
he would arrive at ten o’clock in the morning
from San Sebastian in his double Panhard
phaeton, which he drove himself, except on the
rare occasions when he intrusted the steering-
wheel to his excellent French chauffeur, Anto¬
nin, who accompanied him on all his excursions.
His friends the Marques de Viana, the young
Conde de Villalobar, counselor to the Spanish
Embassy in London, Sefior Quinones de Leon,
the charming attach^ to the Paris Embassy,
and the Conde del Grove, his faithful aide-de-
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369
camp, or the Marques de Pacheco, commanding
the palace halberdiers, formed his usual suite.
As soon as the motor had passed through the
gates and stopped before the door, where Baron
von Pawel-Rammingen, the Princess Frederica's
husband, and Colonel Lord William Cecil,
Princess Henry of Battenberg's comptroller,
awaited him, the King would hurry to the
drawing-room, where the pretty Princess sat
looking out for his arrival, as impatient for the
meeting as the King himself.
After the King had greeted his hosts at the
villa, he and the Princess would walk in the
gardens, exchanging much lively talk as they
strolled about the paths in which, as Gounod's
song says, 'Movers lose their* way/' They
would return in time for the family lunch, a
very simple repast to which the King's tremen¬
dous appetite did full honor. He used often
to send for Fraulein Zinska, the Princess Fred¬
erica's old Hanoverian cook, and congratu¬
late her on her culinary ability, a proceeding
that threw the good woman into an ecstasy of
delight. After lunch, the young people, accom¬
panied by Miss Cochrane as chaperon, went
out in the motor, not returning until nearly
dark. On rainy days, of course, there was no
drive; but in the drawing-room of the villa the
Princess Frederica had thoughtfully contrived
a sort of recess, furnished with a sofa, in which
the engaged couple could pursue their discreet
flirtation at their ease.
In the evening, at dinner, the suite were
present. The King changed into evening
clothes, with the collar of the Golden Fleece.
At half-past ten, he left for the station and re¬
turned to San Sebastian by the Sud Express.
After a few days, although they were not
officially engaged, no one doubted that the
event was near at hand.
"She's nice, isn’t she?" the King asked me,
point-blank.
A significant detail served to show me how
far things had gone. One day the two young
people, accompanied by the Princesses Frederica
and Beatrice and the whole little court, walked
to the end of the grounds, to a spot near the
lake, where two holes had been newly dug. A
gardener stood waiting for them, carrying two
miniature fir-plants in his arms.
"This is mine," said the King.
"And this is mine," said the Princess in
French, for they constantly spoke French to¬
gether.
"We must plant the trees side by side," de¬
clared the King, "so that they may always
f ; remind us of these never-to-be-forgotten days."
No sooner said than done. In accordance
ik* with the old English tradition, the two of them,
each laying hold of a spade, dug up the earth
and heaped it around the shrubs, with shouts
of laughter that rang clear through the silent
wood. Then, when the King, who, in spite of his
strength of arm, is a poor gardener, perceived
that the Princess had finished her task first —
"There is no doubt about it," he said, "I
am very awkward! I must put in a month or
two with the Engineers!"
On returning to the villa, he gave the Princess
her first present— a heart set in brilliants. It
was certainly a day of symbols.
On the following day things took a more
definite turn. The King came in the morn¬
ing to take the princesses to San Sebastian,
where they met Queen Maria Christina.
Nobody knew what happened in the course
of the interview and the subsequent private
luncheon at the Miramar Palace. But it
was, beyond a doubt, a decisive day. At
Fuenterrabia, the first Spanish town through
which they passed on their way to San Sebas¬
tian in the morning, the King said to the
Princess:
"You are now on Spanish soil."
"Oh," she said, "I am so glad!"
"It will soon be for good."
And they smiled at each other.
The frantic cheering that greeted her entry
at San Sebastian, the hail of flowers that fell
at her feet when she passed through the streets,
the motherly kiss with which she was received
at the door of Queen Maria Christina’s
drawing-room, must have made Princess Ena
understand that all Spain had confirmed its
sovereign’s choice and applauded his good
taste.
Twenty-four hours after this visit, the
Queen Mother, in her turn, went to Biarritz
and took tea at the Villa Mouriscot. The
King had gone on before her. Intense happi¬
ness was reflected on every face. When the
Queen, who had very graciously sent for me to
thank me for the care that I was taking of her
son, stepped into her carriage, she said to the
Princess, with a smile:
"We shall soon see you in Madrid."
Then, taking a white rose from the bouquet
which the Mayor of Biarritz had presented to
her, she gave it to the Princess, who pressed
it to her lips before pinning it in her bodice.
That same evening, the King, beaming all
over his face, cried to me from a distance, the
moment he saw me:
"It's all right, Paoli; the official demand has
been granted. You see before you the happiest
of men!"
The days that followed upon the betrothal
were days of enchantment for the young
37 °
ALP HON SO XIII.
couple, now freed from all preoccupation and
constraint. One met them daily, motoring
along the picturesque roads of the Basque
country or walking through the streets of
Biarritz, stopping before the shop-windows, at
the photographer’s, or at the pastry-cook’s.
" Do you know, Paoli,” said the King to me,
one day, "I've changed the Princess’ name.
Instead of calling her Ena, which I don’t like,
1 call her Nini. That’s very Parisian, isn't it?”
The royal lover, as I have already said,
prided himself, with justice, on his Parisianism,
as witness the following scrap of dialogue,
which took place one morning in the street at
Biarritz:
"M. Paoli.”
" Sir?”
" Do you know the tune of the MascbicbV*
"Upon my word, 1 can’t say 1 do, Sir!”
"Or of Viens Poupoule ?”
"No, Sir.”
"Why, then you know nothing. Paoli —
you're a disgrace!”
Thereupon, half opening the door of the
confectioner’s shop where Princess Ena was
making a leisurely selection of cakes, he began
to hum the famous air of Viens Poupoule.
It will readily be imagined that the protec¬
tion of the King was not always an easy mat¬
ter. The most amusing adventure was that
which he had at Dax. One morning, he took
it into his head to motor away to the parched
and desolate country of the Landes, which
stretches from Bayonne to Bordeaux. After a
long and wearing drive, he decided to take the
train back from Dax. Accompanied by his
friend Senor Quinones de Leon, he made for
the station, where the two young men, tired
out and soaked in perspiration, sat down in the
refreshment-room.
"Give us some lunch, please,” said the King,
who was ravenously hungry, to the lady at
the bar.
The refreshment-room, unfortunately, was
very meagerly supplied. When the two travel-
ng companions had eaten up the sorry fare
represented by a few eggs and sandwiches,
which had probably been waiting more than a
month for a traveler to arrive, the King, whose
appetite was far from being satisfied, called the
barmaid, a fat and matronly B^amaise with an
upper lip adorned with a pair of thick mus-
tachios.
" Have you nothing else togive us?" heasked.
"I have a phte de foie gras, but— it’s very
expensive,' said the decent creature, who did
not see a serious customer in this famished and
dusty young man.
"Never mind; let’s have it," said the King.
The woman brought her p&le, which was
none too fresh; but how great was her amaze¬
ment when she saw the two travelers devour
not only the liver, but the fat as well! The
pot was emptied and scraped clean in the
twinkling of an eye.
Pleased with her successful morning’s trade,
and encouraged by the King’s ebullient good
humor, the barmaid sat down at the royal
table and began to tell the King her family
affairs, questioning him with maternal so¬
licitude. When, at last, the hour of departure
struck, they shook hands with each other
warmly.
Some time afterward, the King was passing
through Dax by rail, and, as the train steamed
into the station, he said to me:
"I have an acquaintance at Dax. I’ll show
her to you. She is charming.”
The plump B£arnaise was there, more mus¬
tachioed than ever. I will not attempt to de¬
scribe her comic bewilderment at recognizing
her former customer in the person of the King.
He was delighted, and, giving her his hand —
"You won't refuse to say how-do-you-do to
me, I hope?” he asked, laughing.
The thing turned her head; what was bound
to happen happened: she became indiscreet.
From that time onward, she looked into every
train that stopped at Dax, to see if "her
friend” the King were among the passengers;
and when, instead of stepping out on the plat¬
form, he satisfied himself with giving her a
friendly nod from behind the pane, she felt im¬
mensely disappointed; in fact, she was even a
little offended.
It is not difficult to picture how this playful
simplicity, combined with a delicacy of feeling
and a knightly grace to which, in our age of
brutal realism, we are no longer accustomed,
made an utter conquest of the pretty English
Princess. When, after several days of familiar
and daily intimacy, it became necessary to say
good-by,— the Princess was returning to Eng¬
land to busy herself with preparations for her
marriage, Alphonso to Madrid for the same
reason,— when the moment of separation had
come, there was a pang at the heart on both
sides. As I was leaving with the Princess for
Paris —
"You’re a lucky man, M. Paoli, to be going
with the Princess,” said the King sadly, as I
was stepping into the railway carriage. ‘Td
give anything to be in your place!”
While the Court of Spain was employed in
settling, down to the smallest particular, the
ceremonial for the King’s approaching wed¬
ding, Princess Ena was absorbed in the charm¬
ing details of her trousseau and in the more
XAVIER PAOLI
37*
austere preparations for her conversion to
Catholicism. This conversion, as I have al¬
ready said, was a sine qua non to the consent
of Spain to her marriage.
The Princess and her mother, accompanied
by Miss Cochrane and Lord William Cecil,
stayed at a hotel in Versailles for the period of
religious instruction that precedes the admis¬
sion of a neophyte within the pale of the Ro¬
man Catholic Church; and it was at Versailles,
on a cold February morning, that she abjured
her Protestantism in a sequestered chapel of
the cathedral. Why did she select the town
of Louis XIV. in which to accomplish this im¬
portant and solemn act of her life? Doubtless
because of the peaceful silence that surrounded
it, and of the past, filled with melancholy
grandeur, that it conjured up; perhaps, also,
because of the association of ideas suggested to
her mind by the city of the great King and the
origins of the family of the Spanish Bourbons
of which it was the cradle. The heart of
woman sometimes provides instances of this
delicacy of thought.
The last months of the winter of 1906 were
spent by the engaged pair in eager expectation
of the great event that was to unite them for
good and all and in the manifold occupations
that it involved. The date of the wedding was
fixed for the 31st of May. A few days before
that 1 went to Calais to meet the Princess. It
was as though nature, in her awakening, was
smiling upon the royal bride and had hastily
decked herself in her best to greet the young
Princess, as she passed, with all her youthful
gladness. But the Princess saw nothing: she
had bidden a last farewell to her country, her
family, and her home; and, despite the happi¬
ness that called her, the fond memory of all
that she was quitting oppressed her heart.
"It is nothing, M. Paoli," she said, when I
asked the cause of her sadness. "It is nothing.
I cannot help feeling moved when 1 think that
I am leaving the country where I have spent
so many happy days to go toward the un¬
known."
She did not sleep that night. At three
o’clock in the morning she was up and dressed,
ready to appear before her future husband, be¬
fore the nation that was waiting to welcome
her, while the King, at the same hour, was
striding up and down the platform at I run, in
a fever of excitement, peering 'into the night
so as to be the first to see the yellow gleams of
the train, and nervously lighting cigarette upon
cigarette to calm his impatience.
Then came the whirlwind of festivities at
which the King invited me to be present, and
the sumptuous magnificence of the marriage
ceremony in the ancient Church of Los Geroni-
mos. It was as though the old Court of Spain
had regained its pomp of the days of long ago.
Once more the streets, all dressed with flags,
were filled with antiquated chariots, with her¬
aldic costumes, with glittering uniforms; from
the balconies, draped with precious stuffs,
flowers fell in torrents; cheers rose from the
serried ranks of the crowd; an intense, noisy,
mad gaiety reigned on all men’s lips, while,
from behind the windows of the state coach
that carried her to the church, the surprised
and delighted Princess, forgetting her fleeting
melancholy, now smiled her acknowledgments
of this mighty welcome.
A tragic incident was fated brutally to in¬
terrupt her fair young dream. Finding no seat
in the Church of Los Geronimos, the dimen¬
sions of which are small, I took refuge in one
of the Court stands erected along the route
taken by the sovereigns; and I was watching
the procession pass on its return to the palace,
when my ears were suddenly deafened by a
tremendous explosion. At first no one realized
where it came from; we thought that it was
the report of a cannon-shot, fired to announce
the end of the ceremony. But suddenly loud
yells arose, people hustled one another and
rushed away, madly shouting:
"It’s a murder! The King and Queen are
killed!"
Terrified, I tried to hasten to the street from
which the cries came. A file of soldiers, drawn
up across the roadway, stopped me. I then
ran to the palace, where I arrived at exactly
the same moment as the royal coach, from
which the King and the young Queen alighted.
They were pale, but calm. The King held his
wife's hand tenderly in his own, and stared in
dismay at the long white train of her bridal
dress, stained with great blotches of blood.
Filled with horror, I went up to Alphonso XIII.
"Oh, Sir!" I cried, "at least both of you are
safe and sound!"
"Yes," he replied. Then, lowering his voice,
he added: "But there are some killed. Poor
people! What an infamous thing!"
Under her great white veil, the Queen,
standing between Queen Maria Christina and
Princess Henry of Battenberg, still both trem¬
bling, wept silent tears. Then the King, pro¬
foundly moved, drew nearer to her and kissed
her slowly on the cheek, whispering these
charming words:
" I do hope that you are not angry with me
for the emotion that 1 have involuntarily
caused you?"
What she replied I did not hear: I only saw
a kiss.
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LOUISE IMOGEN GUINE Y
Notwithstanding the warm manifestations
of loyalty which the people of Spain lavished
upon their sovereigns on the following day,
Queen Victoria is said to have been long
haunted by the horrible spectacle that she had
beheld, and to have retained an intense feel¬
ing of terror and sadness from that tragic
hour. But, God be praised, everything passes.
When, later, 1 had the honor of again finding
myself in attendance upon the King and
Queen, at Biarritz and in Paris, I recognized
once more the happy and loving young couple
I had known at the time of their engagement.
Alphonso XIII. had the same gaiety, the same
high spirits as before; and the Queen's mind
seemed to show no trace of painful memories
or gloomy apprehensions.
In the course of the first journey that I took
with them a year after the murderous attempt
in Madrid, the King himself acquainted me
with the real cause of this happy quietude so
promptly recovered. Walking into the com¬
partment where I was sitting, he lifted high
into the air a pink and chubby child, and,
holding it up for me to look at, said, with more
than a touch of pride in his voice;
“There! What do you think of him? Isn't
he splendid?"
[the march instalment of m. paoli’s reminiscences will deal with his recollections
OF THE SHAH OF PERSIA]
IN SNOWTIDE
BY
LOUISE IMOGEN GUINEY
Y E flakes that are most
Like a thistledown host,
Or spume in the van of some infinite wave,
What craft in your mildness,
O multiple Wildness!
Bestows this all-quieting sense of the grave?
For our life is, I know,
But a search in the snow
W here boundaries change and the trail disappears;
W'here blurring, impeding,
Subduing, misleading,
Drive downfall of moments and drift of the years.
From a soft, from a sly
And inscrutable sky,
Time closes man round, let him travel or sleep:
The game to the strongest
An hour at the longest,
And play-fellow powers shall bury him deep.
Vet, flakes floated down,
Moth-light on the town,
To batter the heart with the ultimate dread,
Clean chattels so sent me.
Right well ye content me,
Cool garland, pure shroud, happy innocent bed!
“THREE O'CLOCK ON AN APRIL AFTERNOON, AND THE MAIL TRAIN FROM BOMBAY
STEAMED INTO THE STATION ”
A PERVERTED PUNISHMENT
BY
ALICE PERRIN
ILLUSTRATIONS BY WALTER JACK DUNCAN
HREE o'clock on an April afternoon,
and the mail train from Bombay
steamed into the station of one
of the largest cities of northern
India.
The platform instantly became covered with
a struggling, yelling mass of natives; fat,
half-naked merchants; consequential Bengali
clerks with shiny yellow skins and lank black
locks; swaggering sepoys on leave, with
jaunty caps and fiercely curled beards; keen,
hawk-faced Afghans wrapped in garments sug¬
gestive of the Scriptures; whole parties of ex¬
cited villagers, bound for some pilgrim shrine.
clinging to one another and shouting discord¬
antly; refreshment-sellers screaming their wares,
and coolies bearing luggage on their heads,
vociferating as wildly as if their very lives de¬
pended on penetrating the crowd.
Into this bewildering, deafening babel
stepped Major Kenwithin from a first-class
compartment. His rugged face, tanned and
seared by twenty years of Indian service, wore
anything but an amiable expression, and he
barely responded to the cordial greeting of a
young Englishman who was threading his way
through a bevy of noisy, chattering native
females toward the parcels office.
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374
A PERVERTED PUNISHMENT
“Missis went off all right?' 1 shouted Cart¬
wright over the crowd of draped heads.
Kenwithin only nodded, and turned his
attention to his luggage and orderly.
“ Poor old chap— how he feels it!" muttered
the other, as he proceeded to claim the parcel
he had come to the station to fetch, while Ken¬
within drove to his bungalow in the native cav¬
alry lines feelingutterly and completely wretched.
The square, thatched house wore a dreary,
deserted appearance. The plants in the ve¬
randa drooped, and the clambering bougain¬
villea and gold-mohur blossoms hung from the
walls in long, neglected trails, waiting in vain
for “the mem-sahib's" careful supervision.
The interior of the building shared the general
dejection inevitable to an Anglo-Indian estab¬
lishment from which a woman’s presence has
been suddenly withdrawn, and the Major's
lonely heart ached as he roamed through the
rooms, missing his wife more and more at every
step. How on earth was he to get through six
long, weary months without her? How had he
ever lived without her at all?
And yet, until the day he met his wife, John
Kenwithin had managed to lead an existence
entirely after his own heart. His regiment first,
and then shooting of every description, had
been all he lived for. With women he had had
little to do, for he hated society and entertained
no very exalted opinion of the opposite sex. He
knew that the ladies of his own family had been
good, loving wives and mothers, with duty as the
key-note of their lives, and he wished all women
were like them; but as, from what he had ob¬
served, this did not appear to be the case, he
avoided the feminine world as much as possible.
However, the time came when his astonished
friends learned that he was engaged to be mar¬
ried, and subsequently discovered that he had
made a very admirable selection. Certainly no
one could have suited his tenacious, truth-lov¬
ing, somewhat harsh temperament better than
the wife he had chosen, for she was a self-deny¬
ing. conscientious soul, past her first girlhood,
with a simple, sterling directness of character,
and a calm, restful beauty of her own in her
steadfast gray eyes and regular features. She
adored the Major with her whole being; she
considered nothing but his comfort and con¬
venience; she bored people to death by making
him her sole topic of conversation; and, in
short, she surpassed even the memory of his
mother and aunts in her capacity for doing her
duty and worshiping her husband. The pair had
led an ideally happy married life for the space
°f two years, and then had come Mrs. Ken-
within's sudden failure of health and the doc¬
tor s urgent advice that she should proceed
“home" without delay to consult a heart
specialist. So the Major had been forced to let
her go alone, with no prospect of following her,
for leave was stopped that season because of
trouble on the frontier.
All that day he wandered aimlessly about the
house, unable to work or to pull himself together.
He felt that he had no heart to go to mess that
night and answer kindly meant inquiries as to
his wife's departure, so he wrote to Cartwright
(who was his first cousin and senior subaltern in
the regiment) and asked him to come and dine
in the bungalow. Cartwright readily assented.
He was fond of Kenwithin and understood him
thoroughly; he knew of the goodness as well as
the narrow sternness that lay in his cousin's na¬
ture— knew that he was as straight and honest
as the day, but also— as is frequently the case
— most suspicious and intolerant of sin and
weakness in others.
The two men ate their dinner more or less in
silence. Carfwright made little attempt to talk,
for he felt that well-intentioned conversation
would be more likely to irritate than soothe; but
afterward, as they sat outside in front of the
bungalow, smoking their cheroots, he racked his
brains for some subtle method of distracting his
cousin's thoughts. One plan he was fairly cer¬
tain would succeed, but he hesitated to adopt it.
Cartwright had never confided his own trouble
to any one, and only his anxiety to rouse Ken¬
within from his moody reflections made him
contemplate the mention of it now.
He took the cheroot from his lips and cleared
his throat nervously. The sudden sound rang
out on the warm, clear stillness of the Indian
night, and subdued rustlings of startled birds
and squirrels shook the creepers and under¬
growth. He glanced around for a moment.
The thatched roof of the bungalow loomed up
dark against the sky, which was already glim¬
mering with the rising moon, and tall plantain
trees, edging the garden, waved and bowed, dis¬
turbed by the puff of warm wind that crept
round the walls of the bungalow, wafting scents
of mango and jasmine blossom in its train.
“1 say, John," began Cartwright shame¬
facedly, feeling glad that the moon had not yet
looked over the thatched roof, “I'm beastly
sorry for you, old man. I know what it is to
part from a woman you'd sell your soul for."
Kenwithin turned quickly toward him.
“You? Why, I thought—you never
said-?"
Cartwright smiled without amusement.
“No, because the less said about it the better.
1 suppose, with your notions, you'd call it a dis¬
graceful affair, but I'm hanged if I can see it in
that light."
** KENWITHIN'S EYES HARDENED AND HIS MOUTH GREW SET"
"A married woman?''
Cartwright nodded, and his memory turned
to the face he loved, keeping him silent. Ken-
within’s eyes hardened and his mouth grew set,
and as the moon rose slowly over the round of
the thatched roof, the silver light showed up his
large, rugged features clearly against the dense
background of the veranda, and touched his
grizzled hair to whiteness.
"She knows you care for her?" he asked.
Cartwright nodded again, and covered his
eyes with his hand, for in the brightness of the
moonlight recollections seemed to start from
every shadow.
"And is her husband a brute to her?"
"No. That is the worst of it."
Kenwithin laughed comprehensively.
"Look here, my dear boy, drop it! The
whole thing is wrong and foolish, and nothing
but harm can come of it. Either a woman is
good or she is bad, and there's no intermediate
stage. No decent married woman would listen
to a word of love from a man not her husband.
1 know the class. Without being actually de¬
praved, they are false to the heart's core — they
can't exist without illicit admiration!"
A dark look of rage swept over Cartwright's
face, but with an effort he controlled the out¬
burst of fierce defense that rose to his lips — for
had he not brought this on himself by opening
the subject to a man of Kenwithin's ideas? He
carefully selected another cheroot, and spoke
in the intervals of lighting it.
" Forgive — [puff] — my saying so — [puff]
— Kenwithin, but I think you’re a bit narrow¬
minded. The woman I shall love till the day of
my death is hardly of that class. No doubt 1
was wrong, and she weak; but there was no real
harm in it. And now she has gone home. The
only thing is that occasionally, to-night for in¬
stance, the future seems somewhat unfaceable."
"Granted that there was no real harm, and
that I am narrow-minded, the thing is still un¬
sound throughout, and you know it! Perhaps
I am behind the times, but my idea of woman as
she should be is that duty comes first with her.
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A PERVERTED PUNISHMENT
376
I would no more have married one who let me
make love to her during her husband’s lifetime
than I would have married — a native."
"You were never tried," remarked Cart¬
wright shortly, and changed the subject, for his
effort to stir kenwithin from his depression had
been successful; and the two men sat on in the
moonlight, chatting casually of every-day mat¬
ters until they parted for the night.
Helen Kenwithin gazed dreamily out over the
dazzling glint of the Red Sea from the deck of
an outward-bound P. and O. steamer. The six
long, weary months of separation were nearly
over, and she was returning to her beloved John,
somewhat better in health, but with serious in¬
junctions from the foremost heart specialist in
London to avoid fatigue and excitement for the
future. The deck was absolutely quiet, save for
the monotonous vibration of the screw and an
occasional flap of the awning in the burning, fit¬
ful wind. Helen’s white eyelids were slowly
drooping, when she was roused by the voice of
a Mrs. Trench (her cabin companion), who, fresh
from a nap below, was settling herself by Mrs.
Kenwithin’s side, relentlessly prepared for con¬
versation.
She was an attractive little person of barely
five-and-twenty, with sparkling brown eyes and
crisp, ruddy hair. She and Mrs. Kenwithin had
struck up a certain reserved friendship which
neither permitted full play, seeing that it was
not likely to be renewed; for, though Mrs.
Trench had spent a few years in India, her hus¬
band's regiment had lately been moved to Aden,
where she was now rejoining him after a sum¬
mer in England.
" Here are the photographs I wanted to show
you," she began, opening a packet in her lap.
"They were in that box in the hold, after all.
The first officer was angelic; he got it up for me,
although it wasn’t a baggage day." This with
a significant air, which Helen ignored. She, like
her husband, had no sympathy with flirtation.
She put out her hand for the photographs
(which consisted chiefly of a collection of good-
looking subalterns in uniform), glancing casu¬
ally at each, until one arrested her attention.
"Oh, that’s Cecil Cartwright — my husband’s
cousin. He’s in our regiment. Fancy your
knowing him! Isn’t he nice?"
Mrs. Trench put the portrait back with a
hasty, nervous movement. "I used to meet
him at Simla," she said shortly.
" Yes, he spent all his leave there the last two
or three years. John used to be furious because
he wouldn't join shooting expeditions to Tibet
or the Terai instead. 1 believe he means to take
furlough next month if he can get it. A nasty
time of year to arrive in England. Don’t you
hate the winter?"
The reply and discussion that followed took
them away from the subject of Cecil Cartwright,
and Helen thought no more of the incident until
the night before they reached Aden, when she
was destined to learn why it was that her hus¬
band’s cousin had spent so much of his leave at
Simla.
According to her custom, Helen had gone
early to bed, leaving on deck Mrs. Trench, who
generally came down long after her cabin com¬
panion was asleep. To-night, however, she ap¬
peared a full hour before her usual time, and
Helen, being still awake, saw with concern that
the pretty face was white and quivering, and
the large eyes shining with tears.
"Is anything the matter?" she asked invol¬
untarily.
"Oh, did I wake you? I'm sorry. I came
down because the moonlight on the water made
me so miserable — anything beautiful makes
me wretched now"; and sitting down on the
edge of her berth, she began to cry hys¬
terically, at the same time undressing with
feverish haste.
That was so unlike the usually light-hearted
little lady that Helen was alarmed, and went to
her side.
"Tell me," she urged sympathetically.
"Mrs. Kenwithin," said the other suddenly,
after a pause, "do you love your husband very
much?"
" He is everything on earth to me!"
"Would you have loved him just the same if
he had been a married man when you first met
him? Supposing you knew that it was wrong
to love him, would that stop you?"
"Oh, don't!” cried Helen chokingly. "What
do you mean? Don’t you care for your hus¬
band? Isn't he good to you?"
"He is more than good to me. But he is
twenty-five years older than I am, and I mar¬
ried him before I knew anything at all about
love. And now, just as you feel about your
John I feel about a man who is not my husband.
Oh, sometimes I wish I had never seen him!
I dread meeting my husband to-morrow. I am
always so frightened" — lowering her voice —
"so frightened of his guessing- "
Mrs. Kenwithin'spity drowned her principles.
"Tell me about it: perhaps I can help you,"
she said, and the kindness and forbearance in
her voice drew forth the ugly, commonplace
little story of the love (innocent though it was
of active wrong) that existed between Daisy
Trench and Cecil Cartwright.
"How horrified you look!" was the defiant
conclusion. " I suppose it sounds awful to you;
ALICE PERRIN
m
but there was no real harm; and I am the better
for loving him— it has done me good.”
"Good heavens!” burst out Helen passion¬
ately, "are you the better for acting a lie every
second of your life to a husband who believes in
you and loves you? Is it doing you good to feel
in perpetual terror of being found out? You
may say you could not help loving Cecil, but
you could help fostering the love, and being
mean, false, deceitful!”
"Oh,” whimpered Mrs. Trench, looking like
"Write to him; write now, at once, and meet
your husband to-morrow with a clear con¬
science."
"But I’ve packed up all my writing things.
And I'm such a coward. I should be afraid of
the letter going astray and coming back, and
then my husband would see it. Such things have
happened. A friend of mine told me once-"
"Let me tell Cecil," interrupted Mrs. Kenwith-
in; "he will not have started when I get back."
The little woman hesitated, and for a moment
‘“HELEN! HELEN!* HE MOANED”
a child who has accidentally broken something
valuable, "I didn’t mean to be so wicked."
Then Helen curbed her righteous anger and
patiently strove to convince Mrs. Trench of the
error of her ways. She pleaded with her, coaxed
her. and frightened her by turns until the night
was well on.
"Yes, I know, I know," she sobbed at last,
in abject penitence. "I must give him up — I
must never see him again. Oh, why couldn't
God have made me happy and good like you?
I am so miserable! And how am I to prevent
his stopping at Aden on his way home?"
Helen feared that the battle would have to be
fought afresh.
" Be brave, dear," she said. " 1 know you
will be glad afterward." And finally she gained
full permission to pronounce Cecil Cartwright’s
sentence irrevocably, and was solemnly in¬
trusted with a heart-shaped locket containing
his picture and a curl of his hair, and a bunch of
faded forget-me-nots in an envelop on which
was written, "With Cecil's love," all of which
Mrs. Trench tearfully explained she had prom¬
ised to return only if she wished everything to
be over between them.
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378
" But/' she insisted, ''you are on no account
to say that 1 don't care for him any more —
only that I mean to try not to because I know I
ought to give him up. And I dare say/' she added
reluctantly, “it will be a relief in the end."
“ 1 will explain/’ said Helen soothingly, and
then she locked the little packet away among
her most private papers.
But Cecil Cartwright never received it from
her hands, because, the day after the ship
left Aden, Mrs. Kenwithin died suddenly and
quietly of failure of the heart, and the husband
who had awaited her arrival so impatiently at
Bombay was obliged to return to the square,
thatched bungalow with only her boxes and
personal belongings.
For him there followed days of bitter, aching
darkness, during which he did his work mechan¬
ically, and wandered about the house and com¬
pound like a man in a dream, his wife’s luggage
piled unopened in her room, and the old ayah
lingering disappointedly in the back premises.
Then at last Cartwright interfered, and offered
to forgo his leave to England if Kenwithin
would accompany him on a shooting tour in
Assam. But the Major absolutely refused to
take advantage of the other’s good nature. So,
finally, Cartwright took his furlough and de¬
parted, and perhaps his intended stoppage at
Aden on his way home had somewhat to do
with his arguing the matter no further.
Therefore it was not until long after Cart¬
wright had gone, and the first agony of his utter
loneliness was abating, that Kenwithin forced
himself to go through his wife’s things; and
then it was that the little packet intrusted to
Helen by Mrs. Trench fell into his hands.
A year later, when the Bombay mail train
steamed into the large, echoing, up-country
station at its accustomed hour, Cecil Cartwright
and his wife were among the passengers who
emerged from it.
The regiment had not been moved during
Cartwright’s furlough, but various changes had
taken place, the most important being the
retirement of Major Kenwithin. He had sent
in his papers some weeks after his wife’s
death, which, it was generally understood, had
changed him completely. Indeed, the few who
had seen his haggard face and wild eyes previ¬
ous to his departure feared that it had also
affected his reason, a theory that was strength¬
ened when it became known that he was not
retiring to England, like other people, but meant
to devote the remainder of his existence to
sport in India.
Cartwright had written to his cousin on hear¬
ing of his retirement, but, receiving no answer.
and being the worst of correspondents, had not
done so again until shortly before his return,
when he announced his approaching marriage
with the widow of Colonel Trench.
“ I believe our marrying so soon after her
husband’s death is considered positively inde¬
cent,” he wrote; “but I have cared for her for
so long. Do you remember my telling you
about it the evening you had returned from
seeing poor Helen off?”
He had expected an answer to his news to
meet him at Bombay, but none was forthcom¬
ing, and therefore his surprise and delight were
unbounded when, among the usual crowd on the
platform, he caught sight of a face which,
though altered so as to be hardly recognizable,
he knew to be Kenwithin’s.
“Great Scott! there’s John!” he exclaimed.
“Wait for me here a minute, Daisy”; and he
shouldered and pushed his way through the
moving throng. “John, my dear old man! Did
you get my letter? Have you come to meet us?
How are you, old chap?”
“Yes,” said Kenwithin inertly, “I got your
letter, and 1 came to meet you to ask you a
question which you can answer here— now”
Cartwright looked anxiously at the altered face,
all his ardor damped in a moment. There was
evidently something more the matter with Ken¬
within than undying grief at the loss of his wife.
“Yes, yes, anything you like, John; only
come with us to the hotel; we shall be there
until our bungalow is straight. Are you stop¬
ping there, or with the regiment?”
“Neither. I wrote to the colonel for the date
of your return, and I came by this morning's
train. I shall go on by this one when you've
told me what I want to know. Get into this
carriage— we have only ten minutes more”—
and he pushed the other into the empty first-
class compartment before which they had been
standing.
“But my wife-”
“Hang your wife! Look here; listen to me!
Until 1 got your last letter I thought that —
that — you and Helen-”
“Helen!"
“Look at that!” and he thrust a crumpled
packet into Cartwright's astonished fingers.
“Look at your infernal picture! Look at your
hair; look at the flowers, 'With Cecil's love/
What does it all mean? Speak, man, explain!"
Cartwright had opened the packet in silence.
“Yes, I can explain,” he said calmly. “These
things were given to Helen for me by my wife.
The two were in the same cabin as far as Aden.
Helen persuaded her to give me up; she told
me when I saw her at Aden on my way home,
and I suppose I ought to have WTitten to you
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379
about it. But I never dreamed — it never even
occurred to me that you would think it was
Helen for one moment. Why didn't you write
and ask me? Good heavens! imagine your
suspecting her like that!"
"Stop!" cried Kenwithin hoarsely. "Do you
think 1 don’t loathe myself? But it is your
fault — yours! You said there was no harm in
that cursed intrigue of yours with another man’s
wife. Well, there was this harm in it, that it
has blasted my life—it made me wrong her
memory! I could kill you! Get out of the car¬
riage— the train’s moving." And before Cart¬
wright could answer he found himself on the
platform. The crowd of natives yelled and
surged, the hot odor of curry and ghee and black
humanity rose around him, and he stood dazed
and apprehensive, seeing as through a mist the
bright figure of his wife waiting patiently for
him by their luggage, while the train sped on
through the warm, quivering, afternoon air,
carrying a man who sat with his face hidden in
his hands, suffering the torture of bitter, hope¬
less regret.
"Helen! Helen!" he moaned, "forgive!
forgive!"
THE TRAIN
BY
RHODA HERO DUNN
I WAKE to feel that rain
Is falling; though no beat
From drops upon the pane
Speaks of it. But so sweet
Have grown the lilac flowers,
I know that drifting showers
Are in my garden bowers.
No sound. Till, clear and plain
As though the dusk would sigh,
The whistle of a train
Brings to me, where I lie,
The old, heart-breaking call
Of distances, and all
Fair fates that elsewhere fall.
Oh, to be in that chain
Of golden-lighted cars!
Through misty field and lane,
Quick stringing lines of stars!
On! Onward! Till the night,
Rimmed by the dawn’s first light.
Finds cities, strange and white.
Yet ail would be in vain!
Some spring night I should wake
To hear the falling rain;
And then my heart would break
To think that drifting showers
Are sweetening lilac flowers
Here in my garden bowers.
REMINISCENCES OF AN EDITOR
JAMES PAYN-CHARLES READE
MRS. OLIPHANT
BY
WILLIAM H. RIDEING
ILLUSTRATED WITH PHOTOGRAPHS
O NLY the other day I was amused
i by a paragraph, the writer of
I which, searching for a figure
f to illustrate something dead,—
very dead,— satisfied himself
with “as dead as yesterday’s novel.” In the
flood of modern fiction, little—minnow or
herring — survives, and what is good is often
swamped by what is merely new.
Thirty years ago James Payn was one of the
“best sellers,” as the word goes. His novels
reappeared, after the first three-volume edition
for the circulating libraries had worn itself out,
in cloth at six shillings, and still later in those
old-fashioned chromatic picture boards at two
shillings or half a crown, which made a gaudy
and eye-catching display on every railway
book-stall in England.
In every colony and in America they were
familiar. One of them, “Lost Sir Massing-
bird,” had an extraordinary vogue, which put
him on a footing not far behind that of Wilkie
Collins and Miss Braddon. It had been issued
serially in a weekly, and had gladdened the
publisher’s heart by doing what every pub¬
lisher hopes for whenever a manuscript is
accepted — hopes for, not with confidence, but
with misgivings that experience too often
corroborates. It sent the circulation of that
periodical up by leaps and bounds, by thousands
of copies. The missing baronet eluded the
reader ingeniously and provokingly until the
author in his denouement chose to reveal him.
It established Payn commercially in the
trade as a money-maker, the only kind of
author publishers welcome: it charmed the
young Duke of Albany, and frequently there¬
after Payn became a guest at Claremont. But
he was more than a knitter of plots. He had
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a fluid and limpid style, akin to that of Mr.
Howells, as airily natural, if less subtle, and,
instead of the gravity of Wilkie Collins, who
was as ponderous as a judge on the bench, he
had an abounding and permeating humor
which was always peeping out and slyly laugh¬
ing round the corner. Perhaps he laughed in
his sleeve at his own melodrama, though he
resented all criticism that imputed a lack of
painstaking in his work.
Humor was his strongest point, and it was
lambent humor, expressed in happy turns of
thought and unexpected inversions, over which
one chuckled rather than guffawed, as one does
over Stockton’s stories.
An example of this humor is an account he
gave me of a paper he edited while he was a
cadet at Woolwich, ostensibly for his fellow
students, but really for his own pleasure in
making known those early writings of his which
had no chance elsewhere. He had one chum
named Raymond who could draw, another
named Jones who could write like print, and a
third named Barker who had a taste for finance.
Payn provided the literary part, which Ray¬
mond illustrated, and Jones made as many
copies as were needed. The circulation of the
paper was left to Barker, who fixed the price
at sixpence a copy. Their schoolfellows did
not appreciate the venture, but Barker was the
treasurer of the school, and held in trust for
the scholars a certain fund out of which he had
to give them two shillings weekly for pocket-
money. Seeing that they would not buy the
paper willingly, he calmly deducted sixpence
from each allowance, and gave a copy of the
paper to make up for it.
“The * masses’ never know what is good for
them,” Payn said, in referring to this, “and
WILLIAM H. RIDEING
our schoolfellows were no exception to the rule;
they called Barker a Jew, and, so to speak,
‘murmured against Moses/ He was tall and
strong, and fought at least half a dozen pitched
battles for the maintenance of his objects. 1
think he persuaded himself, like Charles L, that
he was really in the right, and set down
their opposition to mere ‘impatience of taxa¬
tion/ but in the end they were one too many
for him, and, indeed, much more than one. He
fell fighting, no doubt, in the sacred cause
of literature, but also for his own sixpences,
for we, the workers, never saw one penny of
them/’
What of “Lost Sir Massingbird" now? At
the booksellers 1 you may ask in vain for it, or
for any of the seventy-five or eighty novels he
wrote, and the easiest way to find it would be
to uproot a dog-eared, brownish, smelly, and
bethumbed copy from the shelf of some subur¬
ban or provincial library, whose readers, when
unable to get the newest novel, quietly and
without complaint divert themselves and are
happy with forsaken books for which elsewhere
there is “no call/'*
Payn himself was more interesting than any
of his novels, and more of a “character" than
any of his fictitious personages, though he was,
in his virtues and in his defects, only a typical
Englishman of his class—one of those who
value above all things what is sensible and
what is sincere. Patient and generous with
other faults and impositions, he was militant
against humbug in every shape, and it was the
only thing of which he was suspicious and
against which he was bitter. I write of him
as a friend and as an admirer, but I fear I must
confess that he discredited some things for no
better reason than his inability to understand
or appreciate them. He discredited every
form of the occult, the esoteric, the esthetic,
and the mystical. And in that was he not
sufficiently like thousands of his countrymen
to justify us in speaking of him as a type?
As a publisher's reader he rejected “John
lnglesant," and never recanted his opinion of
it, though he was hard hit by its immediate
acceptance and success through another house.
1 shrink from saying how many conventional
things he did not care for.
Educated at Eton, Woolwich, and Cam¬
bridge, he hated Greek and never acquired a
foreign language, not even a tourist's French
or Italian, as Sir Leslie Stephen has said. Nor
is he alone among Englishmen there, if we are
candid. I repeat that there are thousands of
others like him: Herbert Spencer di<f not
♦ Since this was written a sixpenny reprint of " Lost Sir Mas*
singbird “ has appeared.
38.
swallow all the classics, ancient or modern, but
disparaged Homer, Plato, Dante, Hegel, and
Goethe. A smaller man than the philosopher,
Payn resembled him in courage and frankness,
and probably he did not overestimate the
number of people who admire books they do
not read and praise pictures they do not under¬
stand.
He did not thunder anathemas, like a Law¬
rence Boythom, against the things he chal¬
lenged and opposed. He spoke of them rather
with a plaintive amazement at their existence,
and protested rather than denounced. At the
end of his charge his pale and mild face had the
troubled look of one who sees error only to
grieve over it. He was never boisterous,
though he had a ringing laugh. One day, at
the Reform Club, that laugh disturbed a testy
member, who said in a voice loud enough to
carry, as he meant it should, “That man has
a mouth like a gorilla's." Payn heard it, and
instantly flung over his shoulder the retort,
“Yes, but 1 never could swallow you."
Those of us who have the dubious blessing
of an imagination nearly always anticipate a
meeting with the people we have heard of or
known only through correspondence, and out
of the slenderest material boldly draw imaginary
portraits of them which are curiously and
fantastically wide of the mark. I remember
dining at the House of Commons one night —
one of many nights — with that most genial of
hosts, Justin M'Carthy, and being introduced
to a tall, smiling, hesitating man, who seemed
embarrassed by an inexplicable shyness. His
smile had a womanly softness. From his
appearance it was possible to surmise a sort of
amiable ineffectiveness. 1 gasped and doubted
my ears when 1 caught his name. It was
Charles Stewart Parnell. 1 had always pictured
him as stern, immutable, forbidding, dark in
coloring and rigid in feature. That was the
impression that all his photographs gave, for
in his as in all cases photographs do not preserve
or convey complexions or the full value of
expressions.
It is M'Carthy who tells of a man who, long¬
ing to meet Herbert Spencer, sat next to him
through a long dinner without recognizing him.
“I thought I was to meet Spencer," he mur¬
mured to his host.
“Haven't you met him? This is Herbert
Spencer."
This — this quiet man at his elbow, whose
diffidence had made conversation impossible!
“Yes, 1 am Herbert Spencer," the philoso¬
pher admitted, in the deprecatory voice of a
culprit.
Of course 1 made a guess at Payn when he
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382
invited me to visit him at Folkestone, where,
one summer in the early eighties, he was sharing
a villa near the Lees with Sir John Robinson,
then manager of the Daily News , who was one
of the most devoted and intimate of his friends.
He was by my inference to be a dashing, flaring,
sounding, facetious person, on the evidence of
a string of humorous stories he had gathered
together under the appropriate head of “In
High Spirits.*' I had heard something of his
escapades in the days when he was a cadet at
Woolwich — of how, stranded in London after
a holiday, he had raised the money necessary
to take him and a friend back to the Academy
by playing the part of a street preacher and
passing his hat among the crowd at the end
of the service.
After leaving Woolwich he had been to
Cambridge with the intention of preparing for
the Church — a facile change of course taken
without any change of heart or stability of
purpose. His natural bent toward literature
reasserted its claim, and it was fostered, cau¬
tiously and temperately by a friend and
neighbor of his father's who lived at Swallow-
field, near Maidenhead. This was Mary Russell
Mitford, of “Our Village." She objected to his
making a profession of it, and recommended it
as an avocation, not as a vocation. He lent
me a bundle of her letters to him, all written in
a microscopic hand, more crabbed than his
own became in later life, when it resembled
nothing more than the tracks of a fly escaping
from an inkpot. I have dozens of letters of his
which to this day are partly undeciphered.
Not only was Miss Mitford’s writing small and
angular, but after filling all sides of the sheet
with the closest lines, she economized further
by running postscripts edgewise all along
the margins and even on the flaps of the
envelops.
Miss Mitford's advice, by the way, is as good
for any literary aspirant now as it was for him
when it was given, sixty or seventy years ago,
and it was reechoed long afterward, in verifica¬
tion of her wisdom, by his own words: “There
is no pursuit so doubtful, so full of nsks, so
subject to despondency, so open to despair
itself. Oh, my young friend with 'a turn for
literature,' think twice or thrice before com¬
mitting yourself to it, or you may bitterly
repent, to find yourself where that 'turn*
may take you! The literary calling is an
exceptional one, and even at the best you
will have trials and troubles of which you
dream not, and to which no other calling is
exposed."
1 hrough her he made literary acquaintances.
She introduced him co Harriet Martineau, and
Harriet Martineau in turn introduced him
(among others) to De Quincey. At luncheon
with De Quincey, he was asked what wine he
would take, and he was about to pour out a
glass of what looked like port from a decanter
near him, when the “opium-eater’s" daughter
whispered, “Not that." That was laudanum,
and Payn saw De Quincey himself drink glass
after glass of it.
My guess at his appearance before our first
meeting proved to be wide of the mark. The
door of the cab that met me at the station was
opened by one who had all the marks of a
scholarly country parson or a schoolmaster —
a pale, studious, almost ascetic face, with thin
side-whiskers, spectacled eyes, and a quiet,
entreating sort of manner. And his clothes
were in keeping with the rest— a jacket suit
of rough black woolen cloth, topped by a wide-
brimmed soft felt clerical hat. His appearance,
however, was deceptive. He was neither
ascetic nor bookish, and his pallor came from
the ill health that even then had settled upon
him in the form of gout and deafness. His
spirits were invincible. He made light of his
sufferings, as, for instance, when, speaking of
his deafness, he said that while it shut out
some pleasant sounds, it also protected him
from many bores. He loved a good story,
and had many good stories to tell. It was
almost impossible to bring up any subject
that he would not discuss with whimsical
humor, and his point of view, always origi¬
nal and independent, was untrammeled by
any sense of deference to the opinion of the
majority.
One day the three of us drove over to Canter¬
bury, and with much persuasion Sir John and I
induced him to go with us to the Cathedral.
While the verger showed us the sights, and we
became absorbed in them, Payn dragged be¬
hind. We stood at the foot of the steps worn
deep by the pilgrims to Becket’s shrine. He
was sighing with fatigue and heedless of the
verger's reproving eye. Then we heard him
whisper, “How I’d like to sit on a tomb and
smoke a pipe!"
After the visit to Folkestone l was seldom in
London, during the rest of his life, without
seeing him, either at his home in Warrington
Crescent, with his devoted wife and girls,— one
of whom married Mr. Buckle, the editor of the
Times ,— or at his office in Waterloo Place. He
was then editor of the Cornhill Magazine, and
his room was more like a pleasant study than
a place of business. A fire glowed in the grate
even fin warm days, and in the afternoons
the fragrance of tea sometimes mingled with
that of tobacco. He lived by the clock. His
Copyright by lied crick Hu l Iyer
THOMAS DE QUINCEY
FROM THF. PAINTING BY ARCHER
JAMES PAYN
From a photograph in the possession oj Mr. Rideing
forenoons were given to editorial work; then
came luncheon at the Reform Club, and an in¬
variable game of whist—the same players,
day after day, year in, year out; another hour
or so at the office, and a cab to Warrington
Crescent.
One day an unannounced caller who had
managed to evade the porter downstairs
opened Payn's door. His hair was long, and
his clothes were shabby and untidy. He had a
roll of papers in his hand. Payn, surmising
a poet and an epic several thousand lines long,
looked up.
“Well, sir?"
“ I've brought you something about Sarcoma
and Carcinoma/*
384
“We are overcrowded with poetry — couldn't
accept another line, not if it were by Milton/*
“ Poetry!** the caller flashed. “Do you know
anything about Sarcoma and Carcinoma?**
“Italian lovers, aren't they?'* said Payn im¬
perturbably.
The caller retreated, with a withering glance
at the editor. Under the same roof as the
Cornhill was the office of a medical and surgical
journal, and it was this that the caller sought,
for the disposal of a treatise on those cancerous
growths with the euphonious names which,
with a layman’s ignorance, Payn ascribed to
poetry. Payn was always playful, but it is not
for me to prove his stories, and others will lose
rather than gain by insisting on evidence.
HARRIET MART IN BA U
From a photograph
I I
The publisher complains, often in a strain of
sentiment and pathos, and I have known even
a literary agent to say, that the author expects
everything and objects to everything. “The
only thing that satisfies him is being paid, and,
if possible, being paid twice over.” Undoubt¬
edly he has become more sordid, or it may be
fairer to say more businesslike, under the in¬
fluence and instruction of the agent, who occa¬
sionally finds a once tractable and complaisant
client transformed into a Frankenstein.
I like, however, to see the author have his
turn, for until recent years he has been the
under dog in the struggle for an equitable
division of the money his work has produced.
The publisher has had the cheese and he the
holes—though not always. Tennyson especially,
and Thackeray and Dickens knew how to take
care of themselves. We smile as we recall
Thackeray in his early days making a desperate
effort to dissemble his rejoicing at an offer much
larger than he expected, and the wiles of Gibbon
when he instructed Lord Sheffield as to how
that nobleman should negotiate with Nichols,
the publisher, in his behalf. His lordship was
to speak of the prospective book as if the idea
LOUISA MAY ALCOTT
From a photograph taken when she was about twenty
years of age
came from himself, "as it is most essential that
1 be solicited, and do not solicit." "Then,"
wrote Gibbon, "if he [Nichols] kindles at the
thought and eagerly claims my alliance, you
[Lord Sheffield] will begin to hesitate. ' I am
afraid, Mr. Nichols/ you say, 'that we can
hardly persuade my friend to engage in so great
a work. Gibbon is old, and rich, and lazy.
However, you may make the trial/"
Was the trick ever played more cannily?
Could any salt for a bird’s tail have more effi¬
cacy? Still, I think that among authors in
their business affairs there are and have been
more geese than such foxes as Gibbon was in
this instance. Why should we wonder if, at
the end of a long period of ignorance of or in¬
difference to commercial values, they strain
386
them out of due proportion when they discover
them, and lose sight of all else? The corollary
is inevitable, and equity in suspense.
All this is a roundabout approach to saying
that, in a varied editorial experience of more
years than I can acknowledge with equanimity,
I met only one author who thought that what
we offered him for some of his work was too
much, and, strange to relate, that was Charles
Reade.
He had then lost his pretty house in Knights-
bridge, that "Naboth’s Vineyard," as he called
it, against the loss of which he had fought with
characteristic energy through long years in both
the courts and Parliament, and had moved to
Shepherd’s Bush, a choice that was to me un¬
accountable and incredible. Of all places in
WILLIAM H. RIDEING
the world, one wondered, why Shepherd's
Bush? And why Blomfield Villas, of all places
there? As l sought the house, I thought that
1 must have made some mistake, and that none
of those rows of stucco-fronted, small, vulgar,
undistinguished domiciles, detached and semi¬
detached, in stony, pocket-handkerchief gar¬
dens, could possibly contain the great man I
was looking for. The neighborhood spoke of
city clerks, shopmen, and retired people—not
“nice" retired people, half-pay officers and
such, but retired plumbers, green-grocers,
buttermen, and licensed victualers. Here and
there one of them could be seen pottering,
shirt-sleeved, in his crowded and heterogeneous
garden, with an air of stolid and immitigable
British satisfaction, his old briar fondly held
between his pursy lips, and the fat of plethoric
nourishment oozing on his face, a solid proof
that I was astray.
When 1 came to the number given to me, I
hesitated before ringing the bell, 1 was so con¬
fident of the futility of my inquiry, and the
reply of the maid who answered the bell —
“Yes, this is Mr. Reade’s" — had to be repeated
before it penetrated me.
Yes, this was Mr. Reade's, and I was shown
into a littered and cramped study, correspond¬
ing to the drawing-room
of the other houses, its
shelves loaded with a
series of scrap-books
bursting with clippings
on every subject, from
newspaper articles. Oc¬
casionally, perhaps, he
found inspiration and
suggestions in them,
for it was a point with
him that truth was
stranger than fiction,—
and in that I might
concur, taking Blomfield
Villas as an example,—
but my impression is
that those sallow and
bulging archives had
their chief use in con¬
founding the critics who
ventured to challenge
what seemed to be im¬
possibilities in his works.
Was it in “ Foul Play,"
or another story, that a
white whale appeared?
And did some scribe say
that a white whale could
not have been in the
latitude and longitude
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given? Down came one of the scrap-books,
and down its weight on the head of that critic,
leaving him not a breath for rebuttal, or a leg
to stand on. Within it was a faded extract
from the log of a ship that had reported the
phenomenon in the very spot in which Reade
had placed it. And I believe that in such an
achievement as this he took as much pride as in
one of the best chapters of “The Cloister and
the Hearth." If he could not demolish them,
he loved to confuse those who “called him
down," and the scrap-books were his arsenal.
I thought, in the timidity of my inexperience
at that period, he meant to demolish me as he
burst into the room, seeming to bring with him
a gale that rattled the house and all its doors
and windows. I had written a chaffing article
in the Atlantic Monthly, pointing out some
amusing errors of his in the American scenes of
“The Wandering Heir," or “Singleheart and
Doubleface," and for a moment 1 feared, for¬
getting that it was unsigned, that my sins
were to overtake me there and then. But
the tornado was of sound only, the breath
of an impulsive and impetuous temperament,
which at heart was essentially fine and gentle.
Passing, it left in its place a presence that,
though dogmatic, was far from disagreeable.
Following that visit to
Blomfield Villas, I had a
long letter from him
which seems to me to
be an epitome of the
complex variety of his
qualities, and in print¬
ing it I should explain,
in reference to one of
its passages, that I had
asked him to write a
serial story for a juve¬
nile periodical, whose
editors think an amo¬
rous interest is unwise
in view of the age of
their readers.
Hotel Splendide,
Cannes,
28 Jan’y, '84
Dear Sir: I beg to
thank you for the munifi¬
cent sum you sent me
through Mr. Liston; it
was too much for a
mere dictated article of
which you had not the
monopoly; and shall be
reconsidered if we do
business together.
LOUISA MAY ALCOTT
From a photograph in the collection of
Robert Coster
REMINISCENCES OF AN EDITOR
388
I must now tell you the real reason of my
delaying so long to write to you: Your often
repeated wish to have something from my pen,
and your liberality, had made me desirous to
let you have something good; now I have
observed that it is extremely difficult for any
author to increase the circulation of an estab¬
lished periodical, and, when it is done, fiction
is very seldom the happy instrument. How¬
ever, I have by me, in manuscript, certain true
narratives called " Bible Characters, 0 which 1
think will do a magazine more good than any
number of fictions. The subject, of course, is
old, but it is as good as new and better; because,
up to this date, the treatment of such subjects
by French, German, and English writers has
been all a mistake, and a truly wonderful one.
1 cannot in the compass of a letter explain to
you the many vital blunders in their treatment:
1 must confine myself to saying that it is so;
and that everybody will see it when my manu¬
scripts are printed.
Well, 1 must now* tell you, under the seal of
the most strict and honorable confidence, that
I sent to - a short preliminary discourse
and two Bible characters that pass for small
characters only because the divines who have
handled them have literally no insight into
character whatever. The editor received this
instalment of the subject with open arms, but
HERBERT SPENCER
/ nun a copyright photograph by the London Stereoscopic Company
Copyright by Frederick Holiyer
MARY RUSSELL MITFORD
Front a painting by an unknown artist
he has been shelving my fictitious stories, and
editing me, making unjustifiable and very silly
alterations, so that my text and my English
copyrights seem neither of them to be safe in
that magazine. I therefore requested him to
send me back all my copy without exception,
and I intended to do you a good turn with the
Bible characters, both in your periodical and
in book form; and I thought long before this
my manuscripts would have come home; but
probably my old friends Messrs. - , the
publishers, took alarm, and objected to part with
them; at all events, the manuscripts were re¬
tained, most charming excuses made, and I was
requested to reconsider the matter. 1 was not,
on my part, the least disposed to quarrel,- it
would have been ungrateful; I therefore gave
them the alternative under very stringent con¬
ditions— no editing, no interruption,— when
once I begin,— and, in short, no nonsense of
any kind. Now, if they accept these terms
they will have the works, and if they do not
they will lose them and find their mistake.
If they let them slip, you can have them if
you like; if they retain them I see my way to
write you a strong story, but there must be
love in it: not illicit love, nor passionate love,
but that true affection between the sexes with¬
out which it is impossible to interest readers
for more than a few pages. Pray consider the
subject, thus confined; it cannot be long hidden
from the young that there is an innocent and
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REMINISCENCES OF AN EDITOR
390
natural love between the sexes, and, in plain
truth, successful fiction is somewhat narrow;
love is its turnpike road; you may go off that
road into highways, into byeways, and woods,
and gather here and there choice flowers of
imagination that do not grow at the side of
that road; but you must be quick and get back
again to your turnpike pretty soon, or you will
miss the heart of the reader.
When l return to England and have my books
about me, 1 could write you one good article
about men and animals, their friendships, and
order in the intestines, I am fulfilling an engage¬
ment to write a serial story in-, and I
hope to finish it in a month, but I do not think
I shall ever again undertake to write a story
of that length. After all, condensation is a
fine thing, and perhaps a story long enough
to excite an interest, and paint characters
vividly, a story in which there is no con¬
versation, but only dialogue which rapidly ad¬
vances the progress of the action, is more
likely to be immortal than those more ex¬
panded themes which betray us into diffuseness.
HARRIET BEECHER STOWK
MRS. OUPHANT
From the collection of Frederick
H. \leserce
Copyright photograph by H. L.
Mendelssohn
how the lives of men have been sometimes taken
and saved by quadrupeds, fishes, birds, and even
reptiles, and could wind up with an exquisite
story of how a man's life was once saved by a
ladybird; but one such article, with my habits of
condensation, would exhaust the whole vein,
whereas fiction and biography are unlimited.
Then, as to the remuneration you were kind
enough to offer, 1 do not see how you can afford
$ per page. Publishers will pay for their
whistle, like other people, and will buy a name
for more than it is worth unless it is connected
with work that would be valuable without a
name. In my view of things, nothing is good
that is not durable, and no literary business
can be durable if the author takes all the
profit. . . .
In spite of bronchitis, and some strange dis¬
please make allowances in this letter for any
defects arising from dictation. I am not yet a
good hand at that practice.
Yours faithfully,
Charles Reade.
There we have the man as he was, as he saw
himself, and as he revealed himself: knowing
better what a periodical wanted than its editors,
and more of the Bible than the theologian;
level-headed in such axioms as " nothing is good
that is not durable"; arrogant as to conditions
and fair-minded as to rewards; broad and lib¬
eral here, narrow and prejudiced there; sound
in business; direct in method; and, above all,
imperious and confidently omniscient.
Payn also had his joke at the exclusion of
sexual love and the supernatural from a story
FLORENCE WILKINSON
he attempted for the same periodical. “ Never,"
he wrote, "since the Israelite was requested to
make brcks without straw by his Egyptian
master, was employee so put to it. I am bound
to say that, though amply remunerated, that
story” (his own) “did not turn out a success.
Think of Hamlet with not only the prince left
out but also the ghost! My position seems to
be similar to that of woman in conversation.
Almost everything that is really interesting is
tabooed to her.”
Our women contributors never found any
difficulty in or objection to the restriction, nor
did the interest of their work suffer from it:
Mrs. Macquoid, the author of "Patty,” whom
I used to see at her old house in the King's Road,
Chelsea, where she lived for many years; Mrs.
Harriet Beecher Stowe, frisky as a girl at eighty;
Louisa M. Alcott, retired at Concord, and Mrs.
Oliphant in her lodgings in Ebury Street or at
Windsor or Wimbledon. They never mur¬
mured against Moses, or complained that they
were asked to make bricks without straw,
because passion and superstition were eschewed.
391
Mrs. Oliphant gave us some of her best work,
and that, as I appraise it, came very near to the
best of any woman novelist in English literature.
The little it lacked in the measure of perfection
could be charged to the harassing conditions
of pressure and distraction under which it was
produced. Her characters were never wraiths
or puppets, or like the stamped patterns on
wall-papers: they lived for us; we saw them
back and front, within and without, through
their bodies to their souls; and when they died
they filled us with such a sense of desolation
and of echoing void in the house of mourn¬
ing as we received from that vivid scene of
death in her "Country Gentleman.” The wolf
howled at her door, while her children clung to
her skirts like the daughters of the horse-leech,
crying, "Give, give.” Much of her writing was
done late at night. She told me that this had
become a habit with her since her children’s
infancy, when it was necessary to have them
in bed before she took up her pen, and it per¬
sisted after they grew up. A glass of sherry
sustained her in it.
THE LIGHTED LAMP
B Y
FLORENCE WILKINSON
I T was so great a light you held.
And yet you did not know.
I caught my breath for fear of it,—
You swung it to and fro.
If you had lost it, all the world
Could not have given it back.
You went unconscious as a rose,
With power that emperors lack.
A little laugh might blow it out;
The sacred oil might spill;
A step might shatter it, yet you looked
With eyes as calm and still
As one who had no secret gold,
No treasure under key.
Though what was yours would be, if lost,
Lost irredeemably.
And I, who read this in your face,
Prayed God it might not be.
IN VAUDEVILLE
BY
HELEN GREEN
ILLUSTRATIONS BY W. GLACKENS
Y OU never turned down the Mc-
Guffeys Three before,” argued a
lean young man from the top
step of the theatrical boarding¬
house in East Fourteenth Street.
“This here place was alius open to vodeveel
teams. Ain't you got jest one room left, Mis’
de Shine?”
The buxom landlady shook her tightly
curled blond “front” and gazed sternly at the
pleading faces of the McGuffeys Three.
“In this age yuh gotta progress or be set
down fur a dead one,” said she. “Pers'nally,
1 got nothing against the vodeveel purfession.
But Fm raisin' my standard, an' in future only
players in the legit — man'gers an' act's what’s
lifted 'emselves above the ord’nary level —
will be took. Meanin' no offense to nobuddy
present, Mista McGuffey, fur I do not.”
“Bill, don't stick there to be insulted,” put
in Clara McGuffey excitedly.
“I remember the time when
she was darn glad to git us.
Come on away.”
“ I hope you don’t regret
it,” remarked Clara's brother
Harry threateningly, “but you'll
git yours yet!”
“They ain't no call fur hard
langwitch,” replied Mrs. de Shine
haughtily. “A party has a
right to add more tong to their
own joint, I b’lieve; an’ I'm
doin' it.”
She shut the door upon them
and retired to a rocker in the
parlor. Her meditations were
interrupted bv loud voices.
“Whatever is a-comin' off out
here?” she exclaimed, advancing
into the hall.
The North Platte Quartette,
composed of four men in gar¬
ments of exaggerated cut, set
off by rakish hats and scarfs of
gay hues, were quarreling vio-
392
lently with a blue-uniformed and brass-but¬
toned youth.
“They say they won't be put out, an' I
can't make 'em!” shouted the page, fleeing
toward Mrs. de Shine.
“What’s the ideer of havin' a kid dressed up
like a comedy act an' tellin' us to beat it?” de¬
manded Mr. White, first tenor of the North
Plattes.
“He's lucky we didn't tear all them buttons
off,” observed the stout baritone.
“Mebbe we will yet,” rumbled the basso.
“Will I run to the comer fur a cop. mum?”
the page shrilled tremblingly.
“No, Vernon; I kin handle ’em,” said the
landlady. “The ideer is, ge'lmun, that a raise
from seving to twelve bucks a week fur each
puhson has been made, an' the payin’ guests
gave the refusal of them terms. Yuh said
nothin' doin’, wherefur 1 gotta have yer rooms.
The Garibaldi Dramatic Com-
p'ny is due on a late train, an'
they're the kinda people what ex¬
pects their apartmunts tobeswep’
up and made ready on time.”
“He said I was a impident
puppy,” complained the page.
“Well, he’s a big stiff, he is!”
“Why don't somebody give
the brat a kick?” asked the
second tenor.
“'Cause they betta not, that's
why,” responded Mrs. de Shine.
“Four growed men jumpin' on a
little boy like yuh done is small
credit to yuh. An' now I want
yuh to kin’ly be on yer way.”
The Quartette became humble
and promised to conduct them¬
selves quietly and to refrain from
assaulting Vernon if Mrs. de
Shine would only let them keep
their rooms.
“We're willin' to pay twelve.
Kin a # guy say fairer?” begged
Mr. White.
‘ A PARTY HAS A RIGHT TO
ADD MORE TONG TO THEIR
OWN JOINT ' "
Copyright, 19 tO, by Helen Green. Book and dramatic rights reserved
HELEN GREEN
THE NORTH PLATTE QUARTETTE
“Ge’lmun, I gotta decline/' said the landlady
firmly. “The Garibaldi Comp’ny, comprisin'
nine purformers, has hired them accommoda¬
tions; an’ I'm not the woming to lay down on
my word."
The Quartette mournfully packed their ef¬
fects and left. A “single singing turn" of the
feminine gender was ousted as summarily as
the North Plattes.
“As I'm to be the same as throwed into the
street," said the angry artiste, “all I have to
remark is that, if your old Garibaldis are so
particular, maybe they'll insist on havin' clean
curtains oftener than every six months. The
trouble with me was. I'm too easy, an' I'm
sufferin’ for it.”
“ I bid yuh a p'lite farewell, maddim," re¬
torted the landlady. “ Ef yuh didn't like it, I'm
s’prised at yuh bein' so sore when ast to leave."
“I’m only weedin' out the undesirables,"
she explained to the remaining boarders at
dinner. “Them now in the house is wel¬
come to remain. Beginnin' to-morra, I'll have
finger-bowls an' three extry courses, with fish
an' meat both to each party. It's expensive,
but yuh kinnot give the rull genteel finish
without payin’ high fur it. The Garibaldis is
sutten to tell their frien’s about me. I was
knowed by the hull vodeveel purfession in no
time, an’ I oughta git there jest as rapid with
the legits."
“ I never heard of this troupe," observed
393
Birdie de Wallop, of The De Wallops, the cele¬
brated European acrobats.
“While I myself ain’t met none of 'em," said
the landlady, “I had a lovely letter from
Giovanni Garibaldi, an’ I cud feel a sympathy
with him at onct."
“Them wops are alius shootin' the bunk,"
observed Johnny Trippit, world’s champion
buck dancer.
“Yuh oughta be ashamed to be showin'
jealousy of a ge'lmun placed above yuh in
stage life, Mista Trippit," rebuked the land¬
lady. “ I bettcha he wudn’t knock yuh."
“He won't if he's a wise guy," remarked
Trippit ominously. “No legit that ever got
hissed kin gimme any guff."
“ I s'pose the ladies will consider themselves
superior to us," said Mrs. Spangle, of the
Balancing Spangles, whose billing is “Queen
and King of the Slack Wire."
“Don’t notice 'em," advised Mr. Spangle.
“Let them seek the introduction. We won’t.
Gimme the putatas."
“Ef the Garibaldi Comp’ny's to be received
in sech a hateful spirut, I'll simply set 'em at
a special table," said Mrs. de Shine, “an' I
serve notice to all present that they'll eat when
the comp’ny's through, too. Or else treat 'em
respectful."
A mutinous muttering followed. Vaudeville
was plotting war against the legitimate.
394
IN VAUDEVILLE
It was midnight when a loud ring called the
landlady to the front door.
“This Meesa de Shine? Me, I am Garibaldi/’
began a pleasant-voiced Italian. “My peop’
they are delay bicos that so beega fool rail-
away he maka beega mistak\ You giva me key,
an’ I breenga my peop’ back; mebbe two, mebbe
free ’clock biffor I do thees. Yes, ma’am."
"Ain’t that dretful?" cried the landlady.
"Now, listen. I’ll show yuh the rooms, an’
here's a key. Them railroads is so irritatin’.
When I was in the business myself our show
was alius bein’ late or sumpin’. This way."
Signor Garibaldi bowed impressively after
he had viewed the quarters for his company.
With his hand on his heart, he said that they
were almost too good.
"Yuh folks must feel yuhselves right to
home/* said Mrs. de Shine graciously. "Yuh
got the run of the entire house, an’ my hull de¬
sire is to make my payin’ guests comfortable."
The regular boarders went to breakfast in a
compact body, determined not to give way an
inch before the Garibaldis.
"They ain't et yet?" queried Trippit, anx¬
iously eyeing nine vacant spaces.
"No," replied the landlady, "but they’re
prob’ly in a exhausted state, fur they got in so
late an’— here they come."
The vaudevillians, maintaining a dignified
silence, looked in another direction. They were
startled by a wild scream from Mrs. de Shine.
"Help! Oh, Mista Garibaldi! What’s that
behind yuh?" she shouted.
The boarders sprang to their feet, staring.
“‘HE WONT IF HE'S A WISE GUY * '
Johnny Trippit grasped a pickle-bottle. The
Spangles got behind the table as Birdie de
Wallop disappeared beneath it. George and'
Wilbur Dooley — known as the Daring Dooleys,
Emperors of the Hoop Rolling Art—dashed
for the kitchen door, departing thence to the
seclusion of the back yard.
"I no understanda thees beega fuss," said
Garibaldi. "Signori an’ signoras, here ees
Pietro, Alessandro, Catalina, Giuseppina, Giu¬
seppe, an’ t’ree bambini — the Garibaldi Com-
panee. 1 thanka you — why they run away,
pleesa, ma’am?" •
"Take ’em outa my house this instant, or I’ll
holler fur the police!" shrieked the landlady.
"Mista Trippit, are yuh a man or a mouse,
that yuh don’t aid a woming in distress?"
"Gee, 1 dunno how to go at ’em," protested
the buck dancer weakly. "They’re outer my
line."
"Pietro, Alessandro, pleesa to taka your
seat," said Garibaldi, addressing two of the
company, who paused just inside the door.
"Theesa peop’ maka me seek."
"They—they kinnot," quavered the land¬
lady. "It’s agin the rules! They gotta be
took out immejut!"
"’Scusa me," said Garibaldi mildly, as he
seated his entourage. " I hava your let’,
signora. Board for me an’ my troupe. Eet’s
contract— same as t’eatrical."
"And we was bawled out on account of such
as them," said Birdie de Wallop, whose re¬
appearance was heralded by a thump of her
head against the table-top. "As for me, I cer¬
tainly won’t take my meals with that bunch.”
Garibaldi’s company, careless of the feelings
of others, reached eagerly for various dishes.
Giuseppina, in her haste, upset the fried eggs.
Mrs. de Shine put her hands to her eyes and
burst into hysterical sobs.
"I take back my letter!" she wailed. "No
court’d hold me."
" ’Scusa me once more," said Garibaldi. "So
sav a signora een Peetsaburg. Yet she have
to feeda my peop’.’’
Hunger had driven the Spangles back to
their chairs.
"Here, don’t you shove my plate, you
wretch!" exclaimed Mrs. Spangle indignantly,
as Pietro appropriated a slice of bread that
she had daintily broken.
"The whole outfit’s got the manners of
hawgs," said Mr. Spangle.
Pietro, entirely unmoved by this candid
comment, drew Mrs. Spangle’s cup across the
table and noisily drank her coffee.
"Oh, this is unbearable!"she shrilled. "Let
me out!"
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395
Alessandro, quite forgetting himself,
leaped nimbly upon the table.
11 Cussed if I’ll stay in a house with
these monks!" said Trippit vigorously.
"It’s expectin' too much of a feller!"
"You calla my peop' the monk?" re¬
proached Garibaldi. "'Scusa me, sare!
Chimpanzee —vary different theeng. My
companee are educate. They lady an'
gentlemans."
The younger members of the company
glared at the empty dishes and chattered
agitatedly.
"Whatever they are, we ain't sank
low enough to associate with 'em," said
Mrs. Spangle tearfully, addressing Mrs.
de Shine, "an' you can just git summon
else fur our room."
Pietro, who was clad in a suit of blue-
and-white checks, seized his red waist¬
coat at the waist-line, flapping it up
and down, while he uttered alarmed
cries. The bambini emitted plaintive
wails. Alessandro, throwing off his
little jacket, put up his fists in boxing
attitude and darted upon Mr. Trippit.
The boarders, led by Birdie de Wallop, fled
past Garibaldi and his talented simians and
broke for the upper stories. Mrs. de Shine,
quite overcome, staggered after them, leaving
the Garibaldis in possession. She joined the
conference which was held in the room of the
Balancing Spangles.
" I b'lieve he kin make that letter stick,"
said Mr. Spangle thoughtfully. "Now, leavin'
out how we all feel, here's what you might do.
Make 'em eat in their own rooms — see? And
charge 'em extry for service!"
Mrs. de Shine, considerably calmed, de¬
scended to the kitchen, where the Garibaldis
were ransacking cupboards and ice-box, and
ordered their manager to stand forth.
" But allaways my peop' stay in the eye
publica," remonstrated Garibaldi. "That ees
gooda advertise, signora."
"Mista Garibaldi, I'm only a delikit female,
an' none too strong, even ef I do look so
hearty," began Mrs. de Shine; "but I'm boss
here, an' either them animals remains quiet an'
decent in the third floor back an' seckind floor
front, or out yuh go, letter or not. That's all."
Garibaldi reflected briefly. A suitable lodg¬
ing for select chimpanzees is difficult to find.
He bowed agreement.
" But no one shall see," he said gloomily.
" Beega peety, signora. My peop' they maka
you famous—beega crowd all the time come to
look."
Mrs. de Shine smiled coldly.
ALESSANDRO LEAPED NIMBLY UPON THE TABLE"
Three rooms had been allotted to the com¬
pany. Pietro and Giuseppe were placed in
one; Giuseppina, Catalina, and the "bambini"
in a second; Garibaldi occupied a third, with
the talented Alessandro. Meals were conveyed
to them by Vernon, the page.
The vaudevillians in adjacent rooms com¬
plained bitterly, for the chimpanzees fought
incessantly, smashing chairs and mirrors, and
generally disturbing the hours dedicated to
slumber. Pietro's group amused themselves
by hanging from a window that looked upon
the street.
"Oh, ef this week is ever done, it's all I ast!"
exclaimed the landlady to a visitor, Tuesday.
"He's paid fur bustin' the furniture, but it
ain’t his money I want."
The caller’s vaudeville name was "Princess
Lalla," exponent of the languorous dances of
the Orient. The Princess was not lacking in
intelligence.
"Law, it'd be a cinch to get rid of 'em,"
said she, with a smile. "Put me next door
for to-night. I’ll show you how to do it."
Mrs. de Shine moved Birdie de Wallop to the
fourth floor, and installed the Princess Lalla
within ear-shot of Signor Garibaldi's company.
Late the following afternoon Garibaldi
sought Mrs. de Shine. He was pale and
greatly upset.
" Lasta night my poor Pietro he hear a beega
noise; scare heem so he riff use to do hees treek
at mat’n£e to-day," he complained. "Beega
■ GARIBALDI AND HIS BURDF.N TUMBLED AFTER THEM "
hees! Lika snake, signora. What you theenk
theesa can be?"
“ I rully got no ideer,” answered the landlady.
" Also, I suttenly ain’t int’rusted in no monkeys/'
Garibaldi sighed, gazed at her sadly, and
plodded up to his company.
Princess Lalla entered her temporary abode
at six o'clock. Ten minutes later dinner was
served to the Garibaldi company in Pietro's
room, with Garibaldi present to keep order.
"Leave the door open a foot when you’re
handin' it in," directed the Princess.
Vernon nodded and rapped. Pietro ad¬
mitted him with joyful cries.
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Something long and smooth and blotchy
brown undulated between Vernon’s legs. It
emitted a dreadful hiss as it darted into the
room. Pietro dropped the tray. Catalina
bounded, by way of a wash-stand, to the top
of the wardrobe. Alessandro flung himself
upon Garibaldi, who roared:
"Assassinato! Help! Eet ees a snake!”
"Oh, mercy! Clarence is loose!" called
Princess Lalla from the hall. "Don’t be
scared. He can't bite!"
Garibaldi did not stop to argue. Catalina
leaped from the wardrobe to her masters
shoulders. Pietro, chattering, scrambled w
DEPARTURE
his back. Alessandro and Giuseppina and
Giuseppe caught up the baby chimpanzees and
galloped madly over Vernon. Garibaldi and
his burden tumbled after them.
Birdie de Wallop kindly held open the
front door. As it closed upon the Gar¬
ibaldi Company, Princess Lalla poked her
trained boa constrictor with one foot, saying
sharply:
“Clar-ence! That's enough! You won’t get
none them for supper. C'mere to me!”
With Clarence gracefully twined about her.
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the Princess joined the boarders, who were
massed in the hall below.
“Oh, how kin mere words thank yuh,
dearie?” ejaculated Mrs. de Shine.
“It was a real pleasure,” said the Princess
lightly.
Vernon, the page, approached.
“The McGuffeys Three are here again, mum,
astin’ is they anything vacant.” said he.
“Bring ’em in quick,” ordered the landlady
happily, “fur the Garibaldi Dramatic Com-
p’ny has jest gave up their rooms!”
DEPARTURE
BY
CAMILLA L. KENYON
O LITTLE house, so plain and bare,
My slow feet linger on your stair
For the last time. 1 shall no more
Come hither. When I close the door
Upon you now, I shall be through
With all the dear, sad past, and you.
Dear house! And yet, I did not guess
Before there was this tenderness
Hid in a heart that often swelled
With angry yearning, and rebelled
At your low walls, the humble guise
You wore to careless stranger eyes.
1 chafed so at the meager ways.
The narrow cares, the fretted days,
The life you were the shell of; yet
Now, for your sake, my cheeks are wet.
Oh, wild dark sea of change and chance!
Oh, varying winds of circumstance!
How kind, how sure, this haven seems,
How dear the past — its hopes, its dreams,
The old, old love, the toil, the care.
Forth to the future now I fare.
Yet still with backward gaze that clings
To the old, worn, familiar things;
With backward gaze that seems to see,
Bidding their still farewell to me.
Dim shapes, whose wistful eyes entreat
Remembrance. Ah, unechoing feet,
Ah, unheard voices, sad and kind,
These too, these too, I leave behind!
Here, with the old dead years, alone
I have you safe — you are mine own.
Farewell; my hand has left the door
That opens to me now no more.
FINDING A LIFE WORK
BY
HUGO MUNSTERBERG
I N those colleges where the choice of a
course is left to the student, it is always
interesting to inquire into the motives
that guide the preference. Of the hun¬
dreds who flock to a course in history, or
economics, or chemistry, or literature, certainly
there are many who know that they have
chosen the course that they need and the one
that will be most profitable for their inner de¬
velopment. But there are others, and those
others are far too many. Some students select
a course because their friends are taking it,
others because they have heard that it is a
"soft snap." Sometimes a course is chosen be¬
cause the lecturer is well known for his witty
remarks, sometimes because the lecture hour
conflicts least with the training for athletics,
and again because the lecture room is con¬
veniently located downstairs or because the
books needed for the course are small enough
to be carried in the pocket.
On the whole, this situation also pictures
the methods by which the American youth
chooses his life work. The overwhelming ma¬
jority must enter upon a bread-winning life
when the graded school has been passed. Here
also a large number certainly have an aim
and a goal, and with firm step they enter the
chosen path. But a discouraging number of
boys and girls are drifting here and there from
haphazard motives and most trivial causes. The
hasty advice of an incompetent friend, a chance
advertisement, a superficial liking for some
surface features of a calling without any knowl¬
edge of its real duties, a vague, illusory idea as
to the great financial rewards of a line of work,
push a boy in this or that direction. Not
having been trained for any definite thing, and
having neither a conscious preference nor suffi¬
cient knowledge of the social world with its
openings and its opportunities, he is glad to
slip in anywhere.
All this repeats itself, not very differently
though on a somewhat higher level, with that
smaller part of the population that has passed
through the high schools. To be sure, those
four additional years have given to many a
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boy a wholesome opportunity to find himself
and to discover his aptitudes and interests.
But, if we watch the further development, we
witness the depressing sight of the same hap¬
hazard selection of a practical career, the same
ignorance, the same valuation of petty circum¬
stances, the same drifting. The most impor¬
tant step in life is often taken with hardly
more deliberation than many of those boys
would use in selecting a new suit of clothes.
7he Reckless Choosing of Careers
in ^America
The student who recklessly chooses his lec¬
ture course in college may lose the highest gain,
but the result will not be serious harm. Every
course is planned so as to give him something
of value. But an unsuitable life course may
result in real harm— yes, in failure and wreck.
Surely the divorce mills of the country have
enough to do; but the cases in which a man is
divorced from his profession, or at least ought
to be divorced from it if his life is not to be
misery to him, are even more numerous. Yet,
the cases of failure are not the only ones that
count against the present system. From the
national point of view, the absurd wastefulness
condemns this reckless scheme no less. The
boy who drives a butcher's cart, then becomes
call boy in a hotel, afterward goes to work in a
factory, and a few weeks later tries the next
chance job that offers itself, loses the great ad¬
vantage of systematic trainingfora definite task.
No one can deny that this careless shifting
and unprepared entrance upon a life career is
dangerously favored by certain conditions of
American life. Politics and the whole social
structure of the country have always encour¬
aged the view' that everybody is fit for every¬
thing. The traditional disrespect for the
expert, the old-fashioned spoils system, the
tendency of democracy to put the technical
government of towns into the hands of untrained
men, have too long reinforced the impression
that nothing but the possession of intelligence
and energy are necessary to fill any place. The
absence of social barriers and the predomi-
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399
nance of the money influence, the lack of dis¬
cipline and authority in the education of the
youth, and, perhaps strongest of all, the nat¬
ural wealth of the nation, work in the same
direction. The country could afford the limit¬
less waste of human energies, just as it felt justi¬
fied in wasting the timber resources of the forests.
But in recent years all this has changed.
The more complex conditions of modern life,
the progress of science and economics, of
sanitation and education, have gradually taught
the country a new respect for the services of
the expert; the devastating spoils system has
had to yield, and the national conscience has
forcefully awaked in its protest against the
waste of the national resources. This new
spirit has at last started a growing conviction
among thinking people that something must be
done for the youth who seeks a vocation.
Shall the School Develop Children
into Little Specialists?
To many the most natural way would seem
to be in a reorganization of the schools. In¬
deed, it has often been proposed to give to the
child a greater chance for specialization, even
in the lower schools. In this way the school
might develop little specialists who would be
better prepared than others for certain lines of
work, and who would be more successful
through such early training. Moreover, the
school would have opportunity to adjust such
early specialization to the gifts and predomi¬
nant interests of the individual boy or girl.
But a more thorough study of the functions of
the public school sounds a decided warning
against this tendency. Dangers lurk there on
all sides. The safety of the nation demands a
real common ground for the whole population,
a common education in the fundamentals of
the national life. The more years the youth
of the country can devote to a general educa¬
tion, the more wholesome will be the state of
society and the stronger the inner life of the
individual. The school must give to everybody
that which binds us all in a common social inter¬
course, in an understanding of the public life
and of nature. The school would be hampered
in this its highest mission if its program were
encroached upon by the demands of personal
calling.
But the dangers of a pseudo-professional
work in the schools would result no less from
the intrusion of an element of personal whim
and fancy. The child would follow his per¬
sonal liking at a time when he needs to learn
nothing so much as to overcome his mere likes
and dislikes. In the years that slwuld be de¬
voted to the learning of the highest task, to
doing one's duty, the boys and girls would be
encouraged in the ruinous habit of following
the path of least resistance. The vocational
aspect ought to be excluded absolutely from
the public schools. Even subjects like manual
training, which may become most useful for
certain practical callings, in the school-room
ought to be kept in the position of a formal
discipline. The boy should learn in his manual
training lesson that power of accuracy and ob¬
servation, of attention and energy, that will be
helpful to him in every walk of life; he should
not learn carpentry there in order to become a
carpenter. Truly, they are the youth’s best
friends who insist that this principle ought to
hold even up to the higher stages of school life.
There may be allowed more elasticity in the
high school, and still more in the college work;
but even these will ultimately be the more
helpful the freer they are kept from professional
aspects. Only when the schools have poured
out their floods must the stream be guided into
safe channels.
The ^Advantages and Dangers of the
Vocational School
In the institution of vocational schools
a most important step forward has been
taken. Industrial education and trade schools
have at last won the interest of progressive
countries. By means of these perhaps more
than by anything else, modern Germany has
made its rapid strides forward. The boy of
fourteen who cannot afford to prolong his
general education cannot do better than to get
thorough instruction in a specialized line. The
advantage of these vocational schools would
have to be acknowledged without reservation
if we did not face one serious danger. The
school is excellent for the boy who would other¬
wise spend his time in a desultory bread¬
winning activity; but such a school is harmful
if it draws the boy away from a further pursuit
of liberal education. It would be most regret¬
table if the industrial schools should contribute
still more to the growing depletion of the high
schools. The vocational school is the desirable
solution for those who cannot afford the higher
school, but it is undesirable for those who, for
practical reasons, prefer it to a further liberal
training. Yet, if this danger is kept suffi¬
ciently in view, the blessing of the vocational
school for the youth who is seeking a life work
must be most heartily acknowledged.
Similar in importance is the establishment of
vocation bureaus, a movement that was started
by the late Professor Parsons in Boston, a
true benefactor to the community, and that
has been taken up in various other places. It
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400
represents an innovation of unlimited possi¬
bilities. Parsons* posthumous work on the
choice of a vocation outlines his plans and sug¬
gests vividly the manifold cases that have been
helped by the work of the vocation bureau.
He recognized clearly that the need for guid¬
ance is at no time in life more essential than in
the transition from school to work. He saw
that inefficiency and change of vocation, with
all the waste and cost involved, “are largely
due to the haphazard way in which young men
and women drift into employments, with little
or no regard to adaptability, and without ade¬
quate preparation or any definite aim or well-
considered plan to insure success/'
How the Vocation Bureau Guides Boys
and Girls to a Career
The effort of the vocation bureau is to
remedy these conditions through expert coun¬
sel and guidance. The immediate means con¬
sist, first, in furnishing the young people with
a knowledge of the requirements and condi¬
tions of success, the compensations, opportuni¬
ties, and prospects in different lines of work;
second, in guiding the candidate to a clear
understanding of his own aptitudes, abilities,
interests, resources, and limitations. Moreover,
the officers of the vocation bureau must act as
true counselors, reasoning patiently with the
boy or girl on the practical relations between
their personal qualities and those objective
conditions of the social fabric. Thus the goal
of the bureau is to find for every one the occu¬
pation that is in fullest harmony with his
nature and his ambitions and that will secure
for him the greatest possible permanent in¬
terest and economic value. No doubt much
depends upon the wisdom and judgment, the
sympathy and insight, of the counselor; and not
every manager of such an institute will equal, in
that respect, the founder of the first vocation
bureau. Certainly, for such a task, thorough
preparation is needed, and the equipment of a
pioneer school for the training of vocational coun¬
selors was, therefore, necessarily the next step.
The gathering of objective data that are
needed to furnish all possible information has
been most successfully started, and the little
guide-book already contains unusually rich
material regarding the conditions of efficiency
and success in different industries; a classifica¬
tion of industries; a most suggestive list of
ways of earning money that are open to women
at home and away from home, indoors and out
of doors, skilled and unskilled. The bureau
has also prepared schedules showing the earn¬
ings for each industry, the average wage, sex,
and nativity of persons engaged in various oc¬
cupations, the movement of demand in about
two hundred vocations during the last decades,
and many similar facts that would furnish the
background for the discussion of any industrial
case. All this becomes significant when applied
to the personal qualifications of the candidate.
The Average Man Incapable of True
Self-Analysis
The methods employed to determine these
individual facts are, so far, of a more tentative
character. Here, decidedly, discussion is still
open. And this is the point at which the in¬
terest of the experimental psychologist is at¬
tracted, and it appears his duty to take part
in the discussion. The emphasis of the in¬
quiry lies, as yet, on a self-analysis and on the
impression of the counselor. In order to get
the fullest possible self-analysis, the candidate
is asked to answer, in writing, a large number
of questions that refer to his habits and his
emotions, his likings and his ambitions, his
characteristics and his resources, his experi¬
ences and his capacities. It seems in a high
degree doubtful whether the results obtained
by this method really throw a clear light on
those mental factors that the counselor needs
for his advice. Such self-analysis is very diffi¬
cult and, above all, very easily misleading.
The average man knows his mental functions
as little as he knows the muscles that he uses
in walking or speaking. For instance, the boy
is asked questions like the following:
Compare yourself as to courage with others of
your age.
Is your attitude toward employers cordial and
sympathetic or not?
If you could have your every wish fulfilled, what
would be your first half dozen wishes?
What sort of people do you prefer to live with?
Mention the limitations and defects in yourself.
Do you cultivate smiles and laughter by right
methods?
Do you take care to pronounce your words clearly?
Do you look people frankly in the eye?
Are you a good listener?
Are you thoughtful of the comfort of others?
Can you manage people well?
Are you planning to form further friendships?
Do you talk a good deal about yourself?
Are your inflections natural and cheery?
Such questions, representative of the most
varied fields of inquiry, may yield bits of sug¬
gestion as to character in some cases, but they
may, no less frequently, be answered mislead¬
ingly* To estimate the value of his replies we
should have to know the boy thoroughly; yet
we seek those replies in order to get that
thorough knowledge. Hence we move in a
circle withqut advancing. If w r e desire a care¬
ful, exact analysis of mental functions, we must
HUO 0 MUNSTERBERG
40
not forget that the last decades have brought
the science of the mind to a point where such
an analysis can be performed by means of an
exact experimental science. The modern psy¬
chological laboratory disentangles the mental
functions with a subtlety that surpasses the
mere self-observation of practical life as much
as the search with the microscope surpasses
the viewing of objects with the naked eye.
Discovering a Man's True Calling by
Psychological Experiment
It is true that the modern psychological
laboratory has been interested primarily in the
finding of general laws for the mental life.
But in recent years the attention of experi¬
mental psychologists has turned more and
more to the study of individual differences and
to the development of methods designed to
bring these differences to the clearest percep¬
tion. We now realize that questions as to the
mental capacities and functions and powers of
an individual can no longer be trusted to
impressionistic replies. If we are to have re¬
liable answers, we must make use of the avail¬
able resources of the psychological laboratory.
These resources emancipate us from the illu¬
sions and emotions of the self-observer. The
well-arranged experiment measures the mental
states with the same exactness with which the
chemical or physical examination of the phy¬
sician studies the organism of the individual.
Of course, the psychological experiment does
not enter into such complicated questions as
those quoted. It turns to the elements of
mental life. And just here lies its strength.
As the organs of man are merely combinations
of cells and tissues, so his mental personality
is a complex combination of elementary states.
If we know the simple parts, we can calculate
beforehand the fundamental direction of the
development. On the other hand, we can
analyze every calling and vocation in order to
find there, too, "the essential elements and
fundamental features. We can determine
which particular mental activities are needed
for special lines of life work, and can then com¬
pare these demands with the table of results
from an experimental analysis of the special
mind. Only the application of experimental
tests can give to the advisory work that
subtle adjustment by which discrimination
between similar tasks becomes possible.
To give an illustration, there are mills in
which everything depends on the ability of the
workingman to watch, at the same time, a
large number of moving shuttles, and to react
quickly on a disturbance in any one. The most
industrious workman will be unsuccessful at
such work if his attention is of the type thal
prevents him from such expansion of mental
watchfulness. The same man might be most
excellent as a worker in the next mill, where
the work demanded was dependent upon
strong concentration of attention on one point.
There he would surpass his competitors just
because he lacked expanded attention and had
the focusing type. The young man with an
inclination to mill work does not know these
differences, and his mere self-observation would
never tell him whether his attention was of the
expansive or of the concentrated type.
The psychological laboratory can test these
individual differences of attention by a few
careful experiments. The psychologist, there¬
fore, is in a position to advise the youth at which
type of factory to apply for work and which
to avoid. Under present methods all would
be largely a matter of chance. The man with
the focusing attention might seek work in the
mill where distributed attention is needed, and
would feel sure that his industry and good will
were sufficient to make him successful in his
work. And yet the result would be disappoint¬
ment and failure. Discouragement would en¬
sue. He would soon lose his place, and drift
on. The psychologist would have turned him
in the right direction. The laboratory would
have reproduced the essential characteristics
of those various machines, and would have
measured, perhaps in thousandth parts of a
second, the rapidity, and in millimeters the
accuracy, with which the reacting movements
were performed at the various types of appara¬
tus. These differences of attention are most
important in various callings; and yet, the lay¬
man is inclined to discriminate only between
good and bad attention. He is not aware that
there exist a large variety of types of attention,
each of which may be favorable for certain life
works and very unfavorable for others.
The Psychological Test of a Good
Stenographer
To be sure, all such laboratory tests pre¬
suppose a real knowledge and careful analysis
of the work to be performed. Dilettantism
here would easily lead into blind alleys. I re¬
member a case where the Boston Vocation
Bureau asked me to examine the auditory re¬
action time of a young man who wanted to
become a stenographer. The examination was
to determine whether his response to sound
was quicker or slower than the average. If it
were slower, he was to be warned against the
career of a shorthand-writer.
I refused to undertake the test, because I
considered that the conclusion would be mis-
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leading. Even if the boy reacted slowly, so
that the first word that he heard were written
down by him possibly a fifth of a second later
than his competitor wrote it, would that really
show him to be less efficient? If both were to
write from dictation for a whole hour, the boy
with the slower reaction time would still, at
the end of the hour, be just a fifth of a second
behind the other, which, of course, would be of
no consequence. The quickness of the other
man's sound reaction would not make it at all
certain that he would hold out with his short¬
hand-writing as long as the slower man. In
the imagination of the counselor, it appeared
that the delay of a fifth of a second on the first
word would bring an additional delay on the
next word, and that the time lost would in this
way accumulate. What really needed to be ex¬
amined was the rapidity of successive action and
the retention in memory of the spoken words.
This problem of retention, too, demands very
subtle inquiry. The future stenographer knows
that he needs a good memory, but to him the
word "memory" covers mental functions that
the psychologist must carefully separate. The
young man confidently asserts that he has a
good memory for words, because after a long
interval he remembers what he has learned.
Yet, that is an aspect of memory that is of no
consequence for his shorthand work. The
memory he needs is that of immediate retention.
Experimental analyses demonstrate that this
retention and the later remembering are two
quite independent functions. For instance,
the child has strong power of remembering, but
small power of retention, while in the adult
the power of retention surpasses that of re¬
membering. The child must hear a number of
words or figures more often than the adult
before he can repeat them correctly. But,
once the adult and the child have learned those
figures, the chances are that the child will
remember them after a longer time than the
adult. The laboratory experimenter would
always have to separate the test for such im¬
mediate reproduction from that for the later
recall, and would have to consider carefully
in which vocations the one or the other is an
essential condition of success.
Mental Traits that Fit One to be a Chauf¬
feur, a Secretary, or a Mill-Worker
But if the psychological conditions of different
vocations were scientifically disentangled and
the mental analysis were carried through with
all the discriminations that the progress of
experimental psychology suggests, the vocation
bureau would secure data that would be of the
highest service. The association of ideas and
the apperception of the outer world, the imagi¬
nation and the emotions, the feelings and the
will, the attention and the discrimination, the
accuracy and the effort, the suggestibility and
the judgment, the persistence and the fatigue,
the adaptability and the temperament, the
skill, and even the character, with a hundred
other functions and their interrelations, could
be mapped out by decisive experiments. No
boy ought to become a chauffeur, however his
fancy is excited by motor-cars, if his reaction
times in the laboratory indicate that he would
not be quick enough to stop his automobile if
a child ran in front of the wheels. No one
ought to try for secretarial work who shows in
the laboratory lack of inhibitory power and
therefore a probable inability to be discreet.
The boy who shows no sensitiveness for small
differences ought not to work in a mill or
factory in which his labor would be a con¬
stant repetition of the same activity. He would
be oppressed by the uniformity of the work,
it would soon be drudgery for him, and, with his
interest, he would lose the good will. The
next boy, who is sensitive to small differences,
might find in the same work an inexhaustible
pleasure and stimulus, as no two repetitions
would be alike for him.
The other day I wired from Boston to a
friend in another town that I should expect him
the next day at the Hotel Somerset. The tele¬
gram arrived with the statement that I should
be at the Hotel Touraine. The operator had
substituted one leading hotel of Boston for
another. No good will on his part can help
that young man. He is not in the position of
another Boston operator, whom I recently gave
a cablegram to Berlin, and who, as he looked
up the rate, asked: " Berlin is in France, isn't
it?" The geography of the latter can be cured,
but the mental mechanism of the former, who
under pressure of rapid work substitutes an
associated idea for the given one, is probably
fundamental. The psychological laboratory
would easily have found out such mental un¬
reliability, and would have told the man before¬
hand that, however industrious he might be and
however suited for a hundred other professions,
that of the telegraph operator would not be
one in which he could reach the fullest success.
What Psychological Examination for a
Career Would Cost
The establishment of psychological labora¬
tories as part of municipal vocation bureaus
would by no means demand a very costlv and
elaborate outfit. An intelligent assistant with
thorough psychological training could secure
much of the material with a minimum of
HUGO MUNSTERBERG
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apparatus. There are hundreds of psycho¬
logical experiments that can be carried out with
some cardboard and sheets of paper, strings
and pins and needles, little outline drawings
and printed words, small colored tops and
levers, hairpins and cardboard boxes, balls and
boards, picture-books and smelling-bottles, a
pack of cards and a set of weights and perhaps
a cheap stop-watch. Where ampler funds are
at the disposal of the bureau, an electrical
chronoscope ought to be added, and, if possi¬
ble, a kymograph. But in all cases the ex¬
periments themselves may be relatively simple,
and even the most modest apparatus can
furnish an abundance of insight into psycho¬
logical differences of which the mere self¬
observation of the candidate does not take
any account and for which any gaze of the
outer observer would be insufficient.
The educational psychologists on the one side,
the physicians, and especially the psychiatrists,
on the other, have shown us the way in this
field. The educator may ask a child to strike
out the letter e wherever it occurs in a given
page, and to do it as quickly as possible. He
measures the time it requires and the accuracy
with which it is done by seeing how' often a
wrong letter has been canceled and how often
the right letter has been overlooked. He
knows that even such a rapid test indicates
more with regard to the attention and accuracy
and swiftness of the child than he can find out
by the regular school tests. He knows that only
such elementary inquiries with exactly measur¬
able results can discriminate between the
various factors that are involved in any com¬
plex school work. Or the educator examines
the power of the children to learn or to count
at various hours of the day, and draws from it
pedagogical conclusions as to the best arrange¬
ment of the school program. Of course, the
school work must be adjusted to the average,
since all must have school work at the same
time. Yet, such experiments demonstrate the
great individual differences. The curve of fa¬
tigue is different for almost every individual.
Moreover, the psychological experiment can
analyze the great varieties of fatigue, the fluc¬
tuations. the chances for a restitution of energy
after fatigue; and it is evident that every result
can be translated into advice or warning with
regard to the vocational choice of the boy or
girl. There are machines to which people with
one type of fatigue could never be adapted,
while those with another type might do excel¬
lent work.
Even the natural rhythm of motor functions
is different for every individual. The pace at
which we walk or speak or write is controlled by
organic conditions of our will, and is hardly
open to any complete change. Again, it is clear
that the thousands of technical occupations
demand very- different rhythms of muscle con¬
traction. If a man of one natural rhythmical
type has to work at a machine that demands a
very different rhythmical pace, life will be a
perpetual conflict in which irritation and dis¬
satisfaction with his own work will spoil his
career and will ruin his chances for promotion.
In a similar way, simple experiments might
determine the natural lines of interest in a
boy or girl. We might show pictures of farms
or factories, of ships or railroads, of mines or
banks, of natural scenery or street scenes, of
buildings or theater stages, and so on. How
much is kept in memory and how* much is
correctly apperceived after an exposure of a
few seconds, how they affect the emotional
expressions, and similar observations of objec¬
tive character, may quickly point to mental
traits that must be considered if a harmonious
life work is to be hoped for.
There is no fear that such institutes, with
their psychological laboratories, would play the
guardian in too rigid and mechanical a way,
restricting too much the natural freedom of
the youth. On the contrary, nothing but the
counselor’s advice would be intended, and no
one who did not want to listen to a warning
would be restrained from following his own
inclination.
The young genius will alw r ays find his way
alone, and even his severe disappointments are
a beneficial part of his schooling for higher
service; but the great average masses do not
know this powerful inner energy that magnet¬
ically draws the mind ttnvard the ideal goal.
They do not know r the w'orld and its demands;
they do not know the opportunities and the
rewards, the dangers and the difficulties; and
they do not know’ themselves, their powers and
their limitations. The old Greek legend tells
us that when a man and woman find each other
for life, it is a reuniting of two separate halves
that have been one whole in a previous existence.
This ought to be the way in which a man and
his profession might find each other. But not
every marriage nowadays suggests the Greek
legend, and the unity of vocation and individual
seems still less often predestined. And if fate
has not decided the union in such a previous
life, society ought at least to take care that
in this life the choice be made with open eyes
and w'ith the advice of a counselor who knows
how' to fructify the psychological knowledge
of our age.
CANADA’S WORK FOR HER
FARMERS
BY
L. S. BROWNELL
ILLUSTRATED WITH PHOTOGRAPHS
“ T YERE is the man who has done
I more for Canada than all the poli-
ticians.” In these words a distin¬
guished member of the Canadian
K A Government the other day ex¬
pressed his estimate of the services rendered his
country by Dr. William Saunders. This simple
and unassuming gentleman was the creator, and
has ever since its foundation been the Director,
of Canada's system of Experimental Farms. In
twenty-three years of untiring work he has
scoured the earth for things of service to Can¬
ada; he has increased the potential yield of
every acre of her farms; he has given the cold
north plains fruits for their joy and wheats for
their nourishment: and in all this he is making
of his work a great educational Extension Serv¬
ice for the training of the intelligence of the
Canadian farmer.
Canada's farming problem stretches across
the continent. East of Maine lie the Maritime
Provinces; north of New England is Quebec,
overlapping Ontario as far west as Buffalo;
Ontario reaches on north of all the Great Lakes
and almost all of Minnesota; Manitoba carries
us half across North Dakota; while north and
west of her sweep the great provinces of
Saskatchewan and Alberta, until we come to
British Columbia and the Pacific. The main
activity of this immense region is agriculture,—
nearly half of the whole Canadian population is
agricultural,— and the problems awaiting solu¬
tion are as full of variety as the country itself.
No greater service can be rendered the people
of Canada than aid in solving these agricultural
problems of theirs.
Canada ^Attacks Her ^Agricultural Problems
through the Experimental Farm
So Sir John Carling saw when he was chosen
Minister of Agriculture in 1885, and to him be¬
longs the honor of setting about a systematic
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answer. He inaugurated his coming into office
by sending Dr. Saunders, then a business man
who had long made a hobby of horticulture, on
a mission to study what was being done by
other nations to help their agricultural life.
Returning, Dr. Saunders presented his report
to the House of Commons, and within a few
months found himself the newly created Direc¬
tor of five Farms not yet in existence. This was
in 1886. The following day—the Director
wastes no time! — he set out for three months of
continuous traveling to determine the placing of
his five Farms. In that year he threaded back
and forth across the Dominion, and the autumn
of 1887 found three Farms established, their
heads appointed, and their work begun. The
following two years saw the creation of the
fourth and fifth.
The Central Farm, where the Director was to
live, had to be in the neighborhood of the capi¬
tal, Ottawa. The first Branch Farm, that for
the Maritime Provinces, was set as near as
might be to the boundary line between New
Brunswick and Nova Scotia, in the latter, at
Nappan. The second, for Manitoba, was placed
at Brandon, in full view of the passing trains of
the Canadian Pacific — a typical bit of country,
fertile valley farm-land on the river, sloping up
through bluffs slit by wooded ravines to higher
lands above. The third, for the Northwest Ter¬
ritories, was set at Indian Head, also in full view
of the railroad — more than six hundred acres
of bare prairie-land stretching on and on, neither
tree nor bush in sight.
The Director's object was to place each Farm
where it could be readily seen, readily visited,
yet where it would be under no specially favor¬
ing circumstance, but would have to solve for
itself the average problem of the region it was to
serve. The Indian Head problem is that of the
open prairie. At the last Farm, at Agassiz,
British Columbia, the problem is that of fruit
L. S. BROWNELL
and nut tree growing in a mild climate, and two
thousand kinds of fruits and nuts are now flour¬
ishing on its fertile valley land and mountain¬
side.
At the present time a number of small sup¬
plementary stations are being established. The
most interesting of these is the "farthest north"
— Fort Vermilion, on the Peace River, in north¬
ern Alberta, six hundred miles above the United
States boundary. In the spring of 1907 the first
lot of seeds, trees, and plants was sent there for
experiment, via Edmonton, from the Central
Farm. On the first of May, "as there was no
immediate prospect of the breaking up of the
rivers" — the usual line of travel — these sup¬
plies were driven for seventeen days over four
hundred miles, and ferried on a raft three hun¬
dred miles farther till they reached Fort Ver¬
milion. By the first of June the seeds were in
and the land was fenced. It cannot be said that
the Experimental Farms are not squarely facing
Canada's problems.
The heart of this system is the Central Farm.
Everything that can be done is done here once,
and under one head, the Branch Farms being
left to deal with regional problems only. Here
the distinctively scientific experiments in cross-
fertilization, breeding, soil analysis, and the
like, are carried on. The staff consists of a
Chemist, a Botanist, an Entomologist, and a
Cerealist, who make tests and publish bulletins
applying to the problems of any of the Branch
Farms, or of any farmer w'ho chooses to appeal
to them; and of a Horticulturist, an Agricultur¬
ist, and a Poultry Manager, whose work is
chiefly for eastern Canada.
The Farm itself lies three miles out of Ottawa,
spreading its four hundred and fifty sunlit acres
for all to see — its arboretum, its belts of forest
trees, its lawns and ornamental shrubs and gay
flower beds, its hundred specimen hedges, its
mile-long border of hardy perennial flowers, its
orchards of cross-bred fruits, its test plots of
standard, or new, or hybrid grain. The general
public flock there from Ottawa and the sur¬
rounding country; and from its central offices
and chemical laboratory go forth 340,000 letters
and reports, and eighty tons of special and
priceless seed, every year.
How the Soil is Made to Increase Its Yield
The first object of the Farms is, through im¬
proved methods, to increase the yield of every
acre of Canadian farm-land. By tests extending
over a long series of years, they have shown that
it pays to sow' plump seed of productive varie¬
ties; that there is a loss of more than half the
value of barn-yard manure when it is allowed to
rot; that plowing in clover with grain increases
the grain yield by nearly thirty per cent; that
sowing W'heat only a week after the right mo¬
ment means a loss of nearly one third of the
crop; and these profits and losses can be gaged
with almost mathematical precision. An in¬
crease of one bushel only to the acre in the oat
crop of the Dominion would put an extra
$2,000,000 a year into the pockets of the farm¬
ers; a like increase in wheat would add nearly
double as much. Arithmetic of this sort no
farmer is too dull to follow; and putting its own
lessons into practice where all could see the
results, the Central Farm, in its first ten years,
increased its oats twenty-three, barley twelve,
and wheat four bushels to the acre. In a report
of five years ago the Director notes that Ontario
has increased her yield of oats till she now
averages 42 bushels to New York's 37; but he
shrewdly adds that the yield on the Central
Farm has reached 62 bushels per acre.
One Money Crop the Ruin of the Farmer
But the Farms devote by no means all their
attention to grain. With the lesson of our
cotton-growing South before him,— five States
living and dying by one money crop,— the Di¬
rector has set himself to preaching the lesson of
"mixed farming," and above all of dairying and
pork-raising, from end to end of the great grain
regions of Canada. By this system the farm¬
land profits no less than the farmer—it keeps
itself fertile automatically. Thus, if we sow
grain alone and sell it as raw grain, we must
sooner or later convert a portion of our cash into
fertilizer for the reenrichment of the soil. In
mixed farming the accounts run: grain, hay,
and ensilage; these fed to stock give pork and
butter; pork and butter give cash. But mean¬
while fertility has been restored to the soil by
the stock; at no point does cash have to be
turned in on the land again for fertilizer.
A still greater advantage in this system is the
insurance it secures for the farmer against the
seasons when grain fails— and the farmer who
raises only grain fails too. The 20th of August,
1900, recorded five degrees of frost at Indian
Head. Heavy rains followed, and the grain of
all the surrounding country was spoiled. The
Superintendent at Indian Head reported the
loss, with a plea to the settler almost dramatic
in intensity: "Nothing is so agreeable as the
raising of wheat, yet nothing is doing so much
harm to the country." But Dr. Saunders' com¬
ment is characteristically calm: "This visitation
will be followed by compensating advantages."
It was worth all it cost if the farmer could be
made to think, and to calculate his chances and
his risks.
"Made to think"! Does not the greatest ad-
CANADA'S WORK FOR HER FARMERS
406
vantage of all lie here— an advantage to the
nation beyond even the mighty arithmetic of
crop values? Instead of waiting through a sea¬
son for one crop, harvesting it in bulk, selling it
for cash, and then living on the proceeds till the
next harvest time, the farmer has here the in¬
tellectual stimulus and training of attending to
a variety of things, seeing after a profit here,
practising a small economy or avoiding a loss
there— the same training that turned out from
our stony New England farms so many of our
ablest men. The calculable results of the system
are already impressive. In 1884 Canada ex¬
ported cheese to the value of $7,000,000. Ten
years after the founding of the Farms this had
become $17,000,000. In the same period the
value of exported butter had doubled. Pork
outdid them both with a phenomenal record of
an increase of from less than a million dollars
in 1884 to $8,000,000 in 1898. The Superin¬
tendent at Indian Head reports, with a note of
relief: “Only in a few districts is wheat still
'king/"
Covering the Northwest Prairies with
Tree "Belts
With the founding of the Central Farm, tree¬
planting was begun, and the first year saw it
laid out into hundreds of seed and nursery beds,
bristling with seedling trees. One of its most
interesting exhibits is a hundred specimen
hedges where the visiting farmer may examine
samples of the best thorny protection against
cattle, while his wife has her pick between Jap¬
anese rose and nodding blue Hungarian lilac.
But tree-planting on Eastern farms is almost
a luxury; on the Northwest prairies—miles
and miles with neither tree nor shrub, the winds
rushing over them sometimes at thirty miles an
hour— it becomes a vital necessity. We in the
East have no conception of what such condi¬
tions mean to the farmer. Every attempt to
grow our most hardy fruit was proving utter
failure. The Northwest homestead longed for
shelter from the choking, dust-laden winds of
summer as much as from the winter blizzards at
“thirty below."
On his Northwest Farms, accordingly, the
Director began to develop tree belts; first,
chiefly of the native Manitoba maple and the
native ash; when these were established, of
evergreens, in their shelter. Under this almost
wind-proof protection areas were hedged off in
checkerboard pattern with poplar, maple, lilac
even; and garden planting was begun within
these boxlike squares.
Indian Head started without a tree or a bush.
In four years she reported herself as “practically
provided with shelter belts, forest clumps, ave¬
nues, and hedges." It was apparent soon that
the problem of shelter for the Northwest prairie
farm had been solved. In the snug squares and
garden plots were growing strawberries, rasp¬
berries, currants, table vegetables, and flowers
in phenomenal luxuriance, and a few young
apple trees which had never before been win¬
tered in that region.
One day in the summer of 1890, on his visit
to the Western Farms, Dr. Saunders noticed, as
he drove through the wooded country, that the
native forest trees were heavy with seed. Ow¬
ing to frost, trees of that region do not fruit
oftener than once in two or three years; but
seed ripened in that cold climate develops into
trees especially able to resist the cold, and is
on that account very desirable. The Director
therefore gave orders to the superintendents of
the two Prairie Farms to hire a corps of helpers
to collect tree seeds by the bushel.
Money was scarce on the prairies, and settlers,
Indians, and half-breeds saw their chance for
extra earnings. They did not stop at bushels —
they got seeds by cart-loads. The result was
between two and three tons of seeds. Seven
acres were sown at each of the Branch Farms,
and a ton and a half of seed was forwarded to
Ottawa. From there, one thousand cotton
bags, each containing a pound of seed, went out
at once to settlers in the Northwest; next year
two thousand more. From one pound of seed
the most careful growers got from three to five
thousand seedlings. Even average care would
give eight hundred little trees. In six or seven
years the young tree begins to bear seed on its
own account, in the favorable seasons. With
his interest awakened, there was no limit to
what a settler could do.
In the annals of Canadian tree-growing, the
red-letter year is 1890, for it saw also the begin¬
nings of the distribution of seedling forest trees.
This distribution was advertised through the
newspapers of the Northwest. The farmer who
made application to the Central Farm presently
received through the mails a package done up
in manila paper with a layer of oiled paper
beneath. Within, rolled in moss still damp,
though it had been on the road for possibly four¬
teen days, were a hundred little forest trees from
ten to fifteen inches high, each variety bearing
a wooden label with its name upon it. A note
of directions for planting and cultivating accom¬
panied them, ending:
“You will be expected to take such notes as
will enable you to make a report on the be¬
havior of each variety. Reports will be ex¬
pected, whether favorable or unfavorable."
One hundred thousand little trees thus went
out; the following year twice as many. Ten
CRAB-APPLE BLOSSOMS FROM THE FIRST HARDY CANADIAN FRUIT TREES
years after the starting of the work, the Director
reported that seven tons of hardy tree seed had
been distributed, that one and a quarter million
little seedlings had been sent to “individual
lovers of trees,” and that there were on home¬
steads in almost every part of the Northwest
plantations of forest trees for shelter and beauty.
For beauty as well as serviceableness is an
object with the Farms. Our Director has a way
of going about his professional journeys with
his pockets stuffed with flower seeds, so that the
farmer's wife may have something, as well as
her good man. The Central Farm wears to the
casual visitor much the air of a pleasure park.
The Branch Farms, too, have their arboretums
and perennial borders; they publish reports on
roses that may be grown with some hope of suc¬
cess a few hundred miles, more or less, north of
the Dakotas, and on the geraniums that make
the bravest show in the garden before the advent
of the early autumn frost. The attempt is being
made here, an early report announces proudly,
to grow flowers, as well as to raise No. i Hard
wheat.
The Earth Scoured for Things of Service
to Canada
One great division of the work of the Farms
is the testing of new things from elsewhere, to
ascertain their serviceableness for Canada. If
they stand the test, they are promptly intro¬
duced to the farmer. An illustration of the im¬
mediate usefulness of some of these importations
is the awnless brome-grass (Bromus inermis).
This hardy Russian grass has so exuberant a
vitality that in favorable soils it soon rejoices as
a weed. Where, however, other pasture can
scarcely be grown, or where its season is discour-
agingly short, brome-grass is proving a godsend.
It thrives on drought and bitter cold. It offers
pasture on its young green shoots two weeks
earlier than the native grasses, and bears a
heavier aftermath, holding its head up several
inches, persistently green, through the first
snows. Additional weeks of succulent food
mean additional weeks of rich milk, and brome-
grass is preparing the way for the onward march
of the cattle trade, and of the butter and cheese
industries.
Another important function of the Farms is
the seed distribution. This began in the first
year of their work with the sending out of a
number of small bags of an early-ripening wheat
just imported from Russia to test its behavior
in Canada. For the first object of the distribu¬
tion is to gain information by supplementing the
experience of the Farms with that of other dis¬
tricts throughout the Dominion. The other ob¬
ject is to increase the quality and yield of the
farmer’s crops by introducing to him varieties
better or more productive than his own. A
farmer who wishes a free sample must make
application for it himself direct to the Farm.
He then receives enough grain to sow one twen¬
tieth of an acre. He is expected to grow it in a
plot by itself; to thresh it separately by hand;
and to use the product as seed the next year.
Meanwhile, he is to send a report of it, “favor¬
able or unfavorable,” to the Farm.
At first about two thousand bags of samples
supplied the demand. The fourth year, when
the Farm had become knowm, fifteen thousand
farmers suddenly applied, and got seed. Within
a year or so, some of the grains sent as sam
pies, carefully harvested, propagated, and re¬
harvested, were becoming leading varieties
throughout the Dominion. One report may
serve as a specimen of hundreds that come in:
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DU. WILLIAM SAUNDERS
DIRECTOR OF THE CANADIAN EXPERIMENTAL FARMS
“We got a sample of oats from you six years
ago. The people about here think very highly
of them and there are thousands of bushels of
them grown. The farmers are coming here for
>eed from twenty miles around.”
Each year the interest has steadily grown, and
408
now the number of co-workers in these tests is
over 45,000, and the seed sent them — often of
varieties that money could not buy— amounts
to eighty tons. The reports that come in bear
witness to the recipients’ good faith, ardor, and
appreciation.
L. S. BROWNELL
409
“I didn't have good results
with my plot this year/’ one
recently writes; “my dog killed
a ground-hog in the middle
of it.”
Lamentations that “my
horse ate the heads off my
wheat plot,” or “ the chickens
scratched up my seeds,” only
go to prove that the fault with
many is over-care. Really,
the plot would do better if set
down in the middle of the
grain-field. Still, Dr. Saunders
has full right to allude to the
farmers as his “army of co-ex-
perimenters,” and to boast
that no such gigantic and
practical cooperative work for
the improve¬
ment of the
more impor¬
tant farm
crops has
ever been
undertaken
and success¬
fully carried
out before.
We come
now to the
work of the
Experimen¬
tal Farms,
which is the
most roman¬
tic of all in
the appeal it
makes to the
ROWS OF SPECIMHN HEDGES, AT THE CENTRAL FARM
IN OTTAWA
A FERTILE VALLEY OF THE LAST FARM AT AGASSIZ,
BRITISH COLUMBIA
fore Dr. Saunders began his
imagination,
and to the
possible fu¬
ture develop¬
ment of the
continent —
the creation
of things al¬
together new,
fruits that
will survive
the long win¬
ters of the
Northwest
and grains
will ri-
during
brief
summers.
Long be-
that
pen
i t s
SHELTER BELTS OF TREES FOR PROTECTING GARDEN PLOTS FROM
THE STRONG WINDS OF THE PRAIRIES
public work he had a garden
of his own in which he had
cross-fertilized and experi¬
mented for years; and, com¬
ing to the Central Farm, he
brought with him from his
little trial ground at London,
Ontario, over eight hundred
seedlings, raspberries, goose¬
berries, and currants, the
results of his own crosses. To
receive these he laid out on
the great new Farm a small
private garden with a strong
fence about it, a hedge, now
ten feet high, and a padlocked
gate. Within this he stowed
his precious collection. It
included many sorts that are
ACTUAL SIZE OF GOOSEBERRIES GROWN ON THF. CANADIAN FARMS
of value in the climate of Ontario, but they were
not available for the Northwest Provinces, where
scarcely any fruits were hardy enough to survive,
except the native Manitoba plum and a few wild
berries like the sand-cherrv. Of these fruits as
table delicacies the less said the better — even
so hardened an optimist as the Superintendent
of a Northwest Farm can claim no more for
them than that they are “excellent for can¬
ning/* Yet the people of the Northwest were
no less fruit-hungry than other people.
The fruit a farmer most wants is the apple,
and in the Northwest Provinces the apple would
not grow. Apples were tried by the hundreds
— hardy apples from other parts of Canada;
apples from Russia; seedlings raised from Rus-
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sian seed in Ottawa; crabs of the toughest
sort; apples grown as bushes when the trunks
killed back, and trees wrapped in canvas and
tar-paper till May—all were tried, and all
failed.
The Evolution of the First Apple 0)
the Northwest
The Western Farm Reports took on an un¬
usual, apologetic tone. “ I regret/* and “Unfor¬
tunately/* became the opening phrases of the
sections on Apples. The casualties were dread¬
ful; “died this spring/' or “killed, root and
branch," occur with deplorable persistency, in
more cheerful moments a “List of Survivors"
was penned. Even garden roses were easier to
ACTUAL SIZE OF A FRUITING BRANCH OF CROSS-BRED CRAB-APPLE
raise. Brandon succeeded in growing one
Transcendent crab—by casing up its stem
and filling it about with earth each winter —
which had reports all to itself for several years
under the heading, "Standard Crab-apple"!
But this as a promise for the future of apple-
growing in the Northwest left something to be
desired.
In 1887 there had come to the Farm from the
Imperial Botanic Gardens at St. Petersburg,
among other packets of seeds of hardy shrubs
and trees for trial, a packet of the seed of the
hardy crab-apple of Siberia, Pyrus baccata, the
berried crab. Seedlings raised from this on the
Farm bore tiny fruits the size of a cranberry,
and very astringent; but when they were sent to
the Northwest Farms to be tested, they were
reported in due time as "perfectly hardy."
The excitement they created is tragi-comic.
The Farms could scarcely believe that an apple
tree had wintered in the open and stood hardy
to the tips. But not till 1898 could Indian Head
- the testing ground for the Northwest-— tri¬
umphantly report: "The first crab-apples ever
produced on this Farm were grown this year."
Ten trees, it seems, were covered with blossoms,
till a late May frost culled all but a few, which
ultimately developed into six crabs! "They were
not large," says the report complacently, "but
nevertheless they were perfect apples." (The
largest was the size of a pie-cherrv!)
Three years later, the trees were so heavy with
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CANADA'S WORK
NATURAL-SIZED SPECIMEN OF THE PYRUS BAC-
CATA. A HARDY SIBERIAN CRAB, WHICH WAS
THE FIRST APPLE TO WEATHER A CANA¬
DIAN WINTER IN THE NORTHWEST
fruit that they had to be propped to keep them
from breaking. The Farm then busied itself
with making up samples of jelly and pickles —
“ for either of these commodities nothing better
could be desired."
But far more important than the jelly these
tiny fruits could produce was the promise
they contained in their hardy sap of a possible
FOR HER FARMERS
apple for the Northwest plains. The Director
took immediate advantage of it. He crossed the
berried crab, and also its cousin, Fyms prunifo -
lia, a fruit a little larger and equally hardy, with
a few good eating apples that were absolutely
hardy at Ottawa. Four years after the first
seed was planted, these prompt little cross-breds
began to bear. Their fruit was several times
larger and many times more palatable than that
THE RESULT OF CROSS-BREEDING AN EASTERN
TABLE APPLE ON THE SIBERIAN CRAB SHOWN
IN THE FOREGOING PICTURE
ONE OF THE CRAB-APPLE TREES ON WHICH THE CROSS-BREEDING WAS DONE
A SHELTERING HEDGE OF THE NATIVE MANITOBA MAPLE AT BRANDON
A FIELD OF THE FAMOUS RED FIFE — THE LARGEST YIELDING WHEAT IN CANADA
DISTRIBUTION OF SEEDS FROM THK CENTRAL FARM
of their sour little mother. It was less astrin¬
gent, sweeter, and juicier, ranking very fairly
with our standard crab-apples. They were at
once grafted on to the stock of their tough par¬
ent, the berried crab, and were distributed, as
fast as Nature would permit, to the Northwest
Farms.
Some Experiments in Grafting
Meanwhile, these Farms had been trying their
own experiments. They were grafting on young
trees of the berried crab such table apples and
crabs as had proved most nearly hardy through
the long winters. And they were raising seed¬
lings from them, too, in the hope that such as
survived might prove stronger than the parent
tree. Each of these ventures turned out suc¬
cessfully. Apples not hardy on their own roots
proved to be so on the wood of the tough
crab tree. Seedlings of crabs that had suc¬
cumbed came up and themselves lived. Best of
all, snugly hedged within the little plots that
had been made ready for their reception, the
new cross-breds began to bear. Each of the
Northwest Farms could boast an “orchard.”
The Director was not satisfied yet. As his
new crosses fruited, he continued to work. Of
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some he saved the seed as it stood — there was
likelihood that it might “sport” still farther
from the original tiny grandmother crab, and,
while retaining her hardiness, show nearer ap¬
proach to the size of the other grandparent.
This hope has just been realized. Last Septem¬
ber the first of these seedlings of seedlings
to show an increase in size over its parent
crosses fruited in the “cross-bred orchard.”
From one tree I plucked several, larger around
than a good-sized egg, a handsome, dark red
fruit, slightly astringent still, but making a close
approach to a gpod dessert apple. There is a
very promising group of “second crosses” —
crosses with good Eastern table apples on the first
hardy cross — which are just beginning to show
fruit. The fruit is larger in almost every case
than that of the first cross. Whether the race
will be sufficiently hardy can be determined
only by the ordeal of the winters at I ndian 1 lead.
Still another venture has been made. In the
early years of the Farm there was placed in the
arboretum a specimen tree of the wild Euro¬
pean apple, Pyrns Malus , bearing a tough,
scarcely edible fruit, but hardy, and at least
larger than the berried crab. The Director be¬
thought him of a cross on this too. The crosses
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were made when blooming season came, and a
ten-foot fence was erected in the arboretum
around the little tree. But the arboretum is a
popular resort for the dear public, and, despite
the ten-foot fence, the fruits were stolen before
they were ripe. The Northwest had therefore
to wait for its crosses on Pyrus Mains until a tree
could be grown to bearing size behind a boy-
proof hedge in the Director's own little pad¬
locked garden. There it now stands, but its
crosses have not yet borne fruit.
Of recent years a new enemy to the precious
cross-breds has appeared — the twig blight.
Pyrus baccata and its crosses are specially sub¬
ject to this disease. The trees begin to die at
the tips of their branches, and nothing yet dis¬
covered stays the progress of the mischief. A
very large number of the crosses, established
after so many years of effort, have succumbed
at Brandon and are completely dead. But some
of the best still stand, and our courageous hy¬
bridizers are now turning to the blight-resisting
sorts as the basis of a new strain that shall both
bear good fruit and withstand the blight. One
day the Northwest shall have its apple, hardy,
blight-proof, and good to eat.
The Test of a Wheat's Market Value
Dear as a good eating apple would be to the
settler in the Northwest, his real need is for a
wheat. His ideal wheat must be of the very
highest market value, in order to outweigh the
cost of transportation to the far distant Atlantic
seaboard. Roughly speaking, it is hardness of
kernel and flour strength that determine a
wheat's market value. After a new wheat has
been bred, therefore, its flour strength must at
once be put to the test. By the "strength" of a
flour is meant its ability to take up a large quan¬
tity of water when mixed to a dough, and to pro¬
duce a high loaf of even crust and firm texture.
It can be finally determined only by an actual
baking trial. But from a few kernels of a new
wheat an expert like the Cerealist of the Cen¬
tral Farm can get an idea of the value by the
"chewing test." This consists in chewing the
kernels for four or five minutes and then exam¬
ining the gluten thus obtained. The gluten most
elastic when squeezed between the fingers marks
the wheat that will make the strongest flour.
The work requires patience, the Cerealist ob¬
serves, and a fairly good set of teeth — both
essential to all breeders of wheat!
After a certain amount of a wheat has been
grown, it is subjected to an actual baking test.
Something over a pound of it is passed through
the two pairs of rollers and the twelve sieves of
the experimental mill. The flour is kept for a
month or so, and then baked in tiny pans one
inch high by three inches across — a compro¬
mise between the American bread baked in the
high-sided baking-tin and the English cottage
loaf baked with no support. For the flour is
being tested for use in both England and
America. The resulting loaf looks like a very
tempting "raised breakfast biscuit." Minute
observations on it are recorded, one of the
most important facts to the baker being the
amount of water taken up by the flour (a
large amount gives a dough easier to work)
and the amount of water retained during baking
(a large amount of water sells profitably at
several cents a pound). Nutritive value and
flavor are not important enough to record. A
commercial flour is for the commercial baker,
the consumer, here as elsewhere, takes his
chance.
The strongest flour, therefore, does not
inevitably make the best bread; but it is in
demand throughout the world's markets for
mixing with other sorts too low in strength,
and the supply of it is limited. The No. 1
Hard wheat that produces it, therefore, always
commands the highest price.
How an Accident Produced Canada's
Finest Wheat
For Canada, the chief source of No. i Hard
wheat is the famous "Red Fife," introduced as
long ago as 1842 by a Scotchman, David Fife,
then living in "Canada West," now Ontario.
The Canadian Agriculturist of 1861 gives this
account of its origin: A Glasgow friend sent Mr.
Fife, early one spring, a quantity of wheat that
he had got from a cargo straight from Dantzic.
Mr. Fife sowed it in the spring, but it proved to
be a winter wheat that should have been kept
till the autumn to be put in. None of it ripened
save three ears, sprung, apparently, from a sin¬
gle plant — a plant that was to prove a verita¬
ble Jack's bean-stalk in its growth for Canada.
Mr. Fife wanted a wheat for spring sowing, and
saved the seed from his three precocious ears,
planting it the following spring. He sowed it
too late and in a shady place.— so this fairy tale
of wheat-growing tells us,— yet at the harvest it
stood free from rust when all the wheat in the
neighborhood had rusted. Mr. Fife carefully
preserved the seed again, and from it sprang the
wheat that will perpetuate his name forever in
Canada. The search-light of modern criticism
has recently been turned on this charming story.
A few years ago the Cerealist of the Central Farm
discovered that one of his imported wheats from
Galicia (three hundred miles from Dantzic) was
completely identical with Red Fife: Canada's
greatest wheat came to her as a chance grain or
so in the wrong bundle!
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416
Red Fife, with its variety White Fife, is so
high in quality and so large in yield that it serves
as a standard throughout the Dominion. Car¬
ried by settlers from Ontario to Manitoba and
the Northwest Territories, it seemed only to im¬
prove; and, where it can be grown, it takes the
lead among Canadian wheats. Many millers are
unwilling to buy any other kind.
But Red Fife is slow to ripen. Up to a cer¬
tain latitude it can be depended upon to produce
the much-desired No. 1 Hard. Beyond this, far¬
ther north in the plains, or up in the higher alti¬
tudes with their shorter summers, the settler
was brought up short every year with the ques¬
tion as to whether he could harvest his crop as
No. 1 Hard before the dreaded August frost, or
should have to dispose of it, after freezing, as
"Grade 5," for cattle feed. Farther north still,
he realized that, despite the richness of the un¬
touched soil, the question was taking the form,
Can I raise wheat at all?
Pushing the Wheat Line Northward
The Story of Wheat is one of the romances of
humanity. If Canada was to grow, she must
grow northward; and there her need was for a
wheat of the highest grade, but, above all, of
the earliest ripening. Millions of fertile acres
waited to yield up their holdings to him who had
in his hand a wheat that could mature in that
short summer. Every day that could be saved
by early ripening would push the wheat line
one step farther northward. This was the
challenge of the North to man. How was it
to be met?
Letters from a Moravian missionary "labor¬
ing in the higher altitudes of the Himalayas"
had fallen under the eye of Dr. Saunders, and
he was quick to notice the significance of refer¬
ences in them to native wheats, ripening in the
brief season of those mountain-sides. Lord
Dufferin, then Viceroy of India, had been Gov¬
ernor-General of Canada. His interest was read¬
ily enlisted, and through his cooperation several
bushels of different wheats "collected by the
Government of 1 ndia for the benefit of Canada,"
some of them from an altitude of eleven thou¬
sand feet, came over to try a new climate. The
Himalayan wheats ripened, the earliest of them,
in ninety days. Red Fife takes one hundred and
five days. But they yielded only three and a
half to ten bushels an acre, where Red Fife
yielded twenty-five. It was obvious that they
were not worth considering.
However, early-ripening wheats may be found
in high latitudes as well as at high altitudes.
Russia is a great wheat country, so it was nat¬
ural to turn next in the search to her northern
regions. Upon application, Goegginger, the noted
seed dealer of Riga, recommended to the Farms
a wheat from Lake Ladoga north of St. Peters¬
burg— a latitude six hundred miles farther
north than the city of Winnipeg. This Ladoga
wheat was imported in quantity, part of the
shipment being distributed to farmers through¬
out the Northwest. It did better than the I lima-
layan. It ripened ten days before Red Fife and
gave a large yield; but it produced a yellowish
flour, and though it has already proved a boon
to the settler of the far Northwest for his own
use, its quality is not high enough for an export
wheat.
But if these imported wheats arc not in them¬
selves valuable, why might they not be made
the basis of a new stock? Why should it not
be possible, by cross-breeding them with Red
Fife, to produce a wheat that should combine
the earliness of the foreign parent with the yield
and quality of the home-bred? Work to this
end was begun in 1888 by the Director, with the
able assistance of Mr. W. T. Macoun, Horticul¬
turist of the Central Farm.
The Long Search for an Parly-
Ripening Wheat
The wheat flower is one of those in which both
the stamens and the pistil are found in the same
bloom, so that, left alone, each flower fertilizes
itself, the poljen falling from the anthers upon
the pistil. To cross-fertilize, the covering chaff
must be separated from one of the tiny wheat
flowers that has not yet reached maturity.
With a pair of small forceps the anthers are re¬
moved. This flower is now ready to be fertilized
with pollen brought from the matured flower of
another variety. An anther from such a (lower
is brushed gently over the pistil to be fertilized,
till the latter is covered with pollen. The flower
case is then closed as before. When the opera¬
tion is completed, the head is tied up in a little
paper bag to protect it from foreign wind-borne
pollen, and attached to a bamboo cane to hold
it upright, and so left till harvest time. Each
kernel, when sown the following season, forms
the starting-point of a new variety. With all
the skill trained hands can bring to the work,
the ripened kernels are always few. After six
years of experiment, Dr. Saunders reports seven
hundred kernels produced - half a teacupful -
the result of five thousand flowers carefully
worked.
From these first crosses have sprung several
wheats now widely grown in the Northwest.
The best three are of one parentage Red
or White Fife crossed with Ladoga - and are
named Preston and Stanley and Huron. They
were sent, as early as possible in their existence,
to the Northwest Farms, and from the first made
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a brave showing on the test plots there, side by
side with Red Fife, sometimes outranking it in
productiveness, and always maturing earlier.
They ripened, in favorable seasons, from four to
six days earlier than Red Fife; in a cold and back¬
ward year, when the ripening was slow and there
was need for speed, they seemed to outdo them¬
selves, their advantage in earliness being then
ten or twelve days. In some instances Preston
won by as much as two weeks. As to their qual¬
ity, they were pronounced by experts to be
practically on a par with Red Fife, both for
bread-making and for general selling. The
farmers reported hundreds of acres planted with
the new sorts, particularly Preston, and many
millers paid the same price for it as for Red
Fife.
Records Made by the New Wheats
The new wheats have kept every promise they
made on the test grounds. They not only ripen
from four to twelve days earlier than Red Fife,
but they often give a better yield, even in a good
season; and always, when frost has to be en¬
dured. They have done wonders for wheat¬
growing in the colder districts in the past few'
years. Unfortunately, their flour is of a deeper
yellowish color than that from Red Fife, and,
a more serious defect, it does not possess the
same extraordinary baking strength. Dr.
Charles Saunders, nowCerealist at the Farm, by
the utmost care in re-selection, breeding in each
case from one particularly promising plant, has
already improved these strains. His new Stan¬
ley now' produces flour of a color identical with
that from Red Fife.
A still more precious single plant he spied one
day six years ago when walking through the
trial plots. 11 is such moments as these that lend
dramatic touches to the life of the hybridist.
In a plot of Red Fife, one plant stood ripe four
days before the rest of the plot was ready for
harvest. The seed sprung from that plant now
amounts to several bushels— absolutely price¬
less. Only a Red Fife a few days early; but a
“few' days” in this campaign to the northw'ard
means hundreds of miles and millions of bushels.
One other wheat promises better still— the
best of all, so far. It has been named the
“Marquis,” and was distributed for the first
time last year. Here is a wheat that ripens w ith
Preston and Stanley and Huron, ten to twelve
days before Red Fife. Better still, in color and
flour strength, the few bushels thus far grown
actually surpassed Red Fife of the same year.
Marquis sounds too good to be true; a position
above Red Fife is not finally assured by the
records of only one season. But there is little
question that this variety is the greatest achieve¬
ment in wheat-raising at the Farms. By this
year's returns, w'hich have just come in, Marquis
still holds its lead; Brandon, where a high yield
for Red Fife is forty-five bushels, reports for
Marquis in 1909 a yield of fifty bushels to the
acre.
Hundreds of new r wheats, sprung from his
crosses in the past few years, are now being prop¬
agated by the Cerealist, and other hundreds are
coming forward. ”The work,” he says, “is just
now f reaching the period of greatest interest,
during which the most rapid advances may be
expected”—and this after twenty years! Of
these wheats only a few will be wanted in the
end. The task of crossing, propagating, fixing,
testing, and finally of deciding between them
and throwing out the less worthy, is long and
hard. New strains are not established over¬
night. It is very easy to “create” a large and
miscellaneous collection of hybrid plants; but
the perfect fixing of a type is often the labor
of years. The “sensations” of horticulture look
better on paper than they do in the field. The
real progress is slow' and incredibly silent-footed.
Dr. Saunders and his assistants have been very
careful not as yet to recommend any of their
new varieties to displace Red Fife as a main
crop, w'here early autumn frosts are not feared.
Even in such districts, however, the early
wheats give the settler a chance to make the
best use of his always limited “help.” Where
a w'ide crop is ripe and ready w ithin a few days,
he must cut some of his wheat still unripe in
order to get the rest cut before it shells; with
the same acreage ripening by relays, the har¬
vesting is spread over several weeks, and the
entire crop may be cut w hen at its best.
Millions of Acres Opened to Settlement by
the New Wheats
But the real achievement of the new wheats
is their march north, across the parallels. Offer¬
ing their harvest a week, and in the more unfa¬
vorable seasons even tw'o w eeks, earlier than the
old sorts; making a better pace, too, as the
days lengthen to seventeen or eighteen hours
of sunlight; they are conquering for wheat¬
growing slowly, surely,millions of acres of virgin
land lying north of the present wheat-fields. Dr.
Saunders, says a w'itty observer, has made the
Canadian summer ten days longer.
And the great national result of all this? The
land is of the richest; its price is enticingly low';
the new wheats are ready to grow' on it. Canada
offers land and w'heat, and bids the new settler
welcome by every means in her pow'er. As a
result, there are pouring across her borders and
over her great plains every year, now, tens of
thousands of the best of our farmers from the
4 1B
MILDRED McNEAL-SWEENEY
Dakotas, Minnesota, Iowa — the best in ex¬
perience, in initiative, in equipment of imple¬
ments and money — an exodus comparable only
to the New England exodus of half a century ago
which built up our own great West. The last
fiscal year saw the largest emigration on record
— sixty thousand American citizens, and wealth
estimated at sixty million dollars, gravitating,
almost the whole of it, to the great Canadian
wheat-lands. Canada is solving her immigra¬
tion problem in a way of which she may
well be proud — at the expense of the United
States.
If, of the lands available for wheat-growing,
but still unoccupied, one quarter were under
wheat at the average yield, Dr. Saunders esti¬
mates that the wheat crop of Canada would be
over 850,000,000 bushels annually, and Canada
would be the largest wheat-producing country
in the world. And if these figures seem over-
large, too full of the buoyant hope of the man
whose life has been spent to help them come
true, at least they do not stand alone. Set be¬
side them the utterance this past summer of a
countryman of our own, Mr. W. C. Tiffany, one
of the editors of the Northwestern Miller . He
is speaking of the Province of Saskatchewan
alone: "Ten years ago, Saskatchewan produced
less than 5,000,000 bushels of wheat; last year
she produced over 43,000,000. In ten years
more she promises completely to change the
conditions of the wheat markets of the world."
Saskatchewan's wheat crop for the present
year, estimated at 84,000,000 bushels, shows
that this great prophecy is already on the way
to fulfilment. In helping it come true the Ex¬
perimental Farms will have contributed their
impressive share.
SEA-LAVENDER
BY
MILDRED McNEAL-SWEENEY
H ERE lay the perilous gray sea,
And there the anxious-minded land,
And still the gale at the pebbles and the sand
Was tugging manfully.
And if the fields were green, not we,
Here trudging to the wind, could know;
And deemed far-wandering Spring too wise to sow
Her flowers against the sea.
It seemed a mist the storm had blown
About our feet — so pale it grew.
It glanced and turned; and briefly it was blue,
Then gray as every stone.
Fast rooted where the boulders were,
And breasting out the August gale,
We found our only flower. It was the pale.
The brave sea-lavender.
WHAT THE PUBLIC WANTS
A PLAY IN FOUR ACTS
BY ARNOLD BENNETT
ILLUSTRATIONS BY JAMES MONTGOMERY FLAGG
CHARACTERS
Brothers.
Sir Charles Worgan,
Newspaper Proprietor.
Francis Worgan, Wanderer.
John Worgan, Provincial Doctor.
Saul Kendrick, Manager of Worgans, Ltd.
Holt St. John, Theatrical Manager.
Samuel Cleland, His Stage Manager.
Simon Macquoid, Dramatic Critic.
James Brindley, Earthenware Manufacturer.
Edward Brindley, His Son.
Page-boy.
Emily Vernon, Widow.
Mrs. Cleland (Henrietta Blackwood).
Annie Worgan, Wife of John Worgan.
Mrs. Worgan, Mother of the Worgans.
Mrs. Downes.
Servant at John Worgan's.
TIME: To-day.
SYNOPSIS OF ACT I
The first act opens with a meeting between Sir Charles Worgan, the most powerful newspaper proprietor
in London, and his brother, Francis Worgan, a traveler and dilettante, who has just returned to England
after an absence of nineteen years. Francis Worgan, not having kept in close touch with his family, is sur¬
prised to learn that his brother has become a millionaire and a knight through the vast power that he wields
as the owner of the biggest and most sensational London daily and about forty lesser publications. His
remarkable success as a yellow journalist is, however, somewhat counterbalanced by the fact that "cultured”
people consider his newspapers vulgar and refuse to take him seriously. His brother Francis suggests that
the only way to overcome this prejudice is to marry some charming, intelligent woman, and proposes Emily
Vernon', a former playmate of theirs, who is now a young widow, and has gone on the stage. In the course
of their conversation Emily Vernon enters, having come to ask Sir Charles to give his financial backing to
the Prince's Theatre, an "advanced” theatrical enterprise in which she is involved, and which is tottering
on the verge of ruin owing to the impractical business methods of its manager. Sir Charles promises his
support and consents to see her manager on the following day.
ACT II
Notes on Characters in This Act
Ho€T St. John. — Theatrical manager. A man of the finest artistic taste. Otherwise a brute, espe¬
cially in manner. A biggish man. He cares for nothing and nobody when his artistic ideas are at stake.
Occasionally there is something wistful in his voice. Age about 50.
Henry Cleland. — Stage manager. A little, obsequious man with sharp features. A time-server,
and capable of duplicity. Profound admirer of his wife. Age 46.
Mrs. Cleland (Henrietta Blackwood).— A fine actress. Too good for the public. Wearing out after
a long and arduous career; but she can still play virgins. Disillusioned, naturally. Isn't quite sure whether
she has ever been a genuine "star” or not, in the eyes of the public. Kind-hearted. Great admiration for
St. John. Age unknown.
Same scene. Time: Monday morning. (Disk, blue.) Sir Charles is alone, dictating into the dictaphone.
Sir C. I must have a reply by return, or it is
off. Yours faithfully. . . . Lord Rugby.
My dear Rugby, All my excuses for not coming
round last night to the smoker. I was pre¬
vented by the most urgent business. You
never know in my trade what may turn up.
See you, I suppose, at the Committee —
[Enter Kendrick and Emily Vernon, r.]
4*9
Sir C. [finishing quickly ] — meeting of the
A. C. next Thursday, Yours sincerely. [He
jumps up]
Kendrick. 1 met Mrs. Vernon in the street
and piloted her up.
Sir C. [nervous, shaking hands with Emily].
Good morning. Have this chair, will you?
Emily [questioningly]. No worse for the ad¬
venture?
Sir C. [smiles awkwardly]. Oh, no!
Kendrick [to Sir Charles]. 1 say, have
you had the figures of the Sunday Morning
News?
Sir C. No.
Kendrick. You were right about that
"Crimes of Passion” series, by Jove! Thirty-
six thousand up! Twenty-five thousand up
last week! What about it, eh? 1 came across
a ripping one yesterday. The Halifax murder
in 1886; began with an adultery. I just wanted
to ask you- 7 1 ; ' ]
Sir C. [slightly disturbed ]. All right* All
right! I've got a meeting on here at twelve.
Half a moment! [Hastens to door l. and opens
it] I say, Frank. Oh! you are there! Come
and look after Mrs. Vernon. [To Emily.] Ex¬
cuse me two seconds, will you? Now, Ken¬
drick! [Exeunt Sir Charles and Kendrick,
r. Enter Francis, taking off his gloves]
Francis. Well, Emily. [They shake hands]
Emily. You seem to be quite installed here.
Francis. I'm the darling of the place. My
dramatic criticism is said to be snappy without
being vicious. And now I've been appointed
head of the obituary department, at my own
request. Add this to my chairmanship of the
Prince's Theatre, Limited -
Emily. Why the obituary department?
Francis. It seemed to give the widest scope
for humour. And, you know, humour is just
what this place is short of.
Emily. 1 thought you published lots of
comic papers.
Francis. Have you ever seen one of our
comic papers?
Emily. No.
Francis. Well, have a look at one. . . .
No, that's hardly friendly. Don't have a look
at one.
Emily. And is that your room now? [indi¬
cating door l.]
Francis. That is my. room. I'm on the
very steps of the throne.
Emily. I should never have guessed that
you would settle down here.
Francis [mock-con fidenti ally, in a lower
voice]. I sha'n't. My only rule is never to
settle down. But as an amateur of human
nature I couldn’t miss such a unique oppor¬
tunity of studying the English mind as fed by
the Worgan press, and the English ideal as
mirrored in the British theatre. Could I? I
shall probably give myself a year of this ex¬
citement. More would not be good for me. I
suppose you're here for the meeting?
Emily. Yes. It seems it isn't exactly a for¬
mal meeting.
Francis. Merely a chat, I'm told. Instead
of being chairman I shall be just a plain per¬
son, like you or Charlie or the Chief.
Emily [quietly]. Charlie was talking to me
about it yesterday.
Francis [slightly lifting his eyebrows]. Oh!
Sunday!
Emily [looking away from Francis]. He
called to see me.
Francis. Where?
Emily. The natural place. My rooms. Where
should you have called if you'd wanted to see
me? . . . However, I'll be candid with
you. I was just as startled as you are— more,
even!
Francis. I'm — why should you be startled?
Unless, of course, it’s a nunnery that you in¬
habit.
Emily. Put yourself in the position of the
poor but virtuous actress spending a pleasant
Sunday afternoon washing imitation lace —
when in walks Sir Charles Worgan, millionaire.
Francis. But, after all, Charlie is only
Charlie.
Emily. That's where you're wrong. He’s a
good deal more than Charlie. So 1 concealed
the lace.
Francis. Did he come in the motor?
Emily. He came on his feet. Why? .
Francis. Nothing. Only he started out in
the motor.
Emily. I daresay it broke down.
Francis. And he came back in it.
Emily [impatiently]. Indeed! Well, there's
another mystery of a motor-car, that's all! The
point is that he called to consult me.
Francis. What about?
Emily. About the next production at the
Prince's. You see, I have always read plays
for the Chief. That's really how the Chief
came to take me on, and I suppose that's why
they gave me a share in the company and called
me a director. He seemed to be quite disturbed.
Francis. Who? Charlie?
Emily. Yes. He said he understood that
the next production was to be "The Merchant
of Venice.”
Francis. So it was.
Emily. The Chief appears to be changing his
mind. Just recently he's read "The Lion's
Share”— that Welsh piece by Lloyd Morgan.
Emily [deeply moved]. You aren’t going to throw me over?
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WHAT THE PUBLIC WANTS
Francis. Stage Society?
Emily. Yes. He went to one of the re¬
hearsals, and he's tremendously keen on it.
Francis. Really! [Taking tickets and pro¬
gramme from his pocket.] Yes. That's it. I'm
going to see it this afternoon. They've sent
me a couple of tickets. Care to come?
Emily. You needn’t be so stuck up with
your two tickets. I went last night.
Francis. Why, you informed me not long
since that it was impossible to get tickets for
Sunday night performances of the Stage So¬
ciety. You said even duchesses were glad to
crowd into the gallery, and critics hadn't a
dog’s chance.
Emily. Charles had got tickets somehow.
He left a stall for me and asked me if I'd go.
He told me he might be there himself, but he
wasn’t sure.
Francis. And was he?
Emily. Yes. [With a trace of self-conscious -
ness , after a pause] He had the next stall to
mine.
Francis [nodding his head]. Extraordinary
how shy that youth is about being intellectual!
He told me he was going to a smoking concert.
Was it a success— the Welsh thing?
Emily. Oh, yes. But that’s nothing. Any¬
thing would be a success in London on Sunday
night. People are so grateful.
Francis. Then you didn't like it?
Emily. On the contrary. I adored it.
Francis. Did Charlie?
Emily [shakes her head; a little pause]. He
didn't see it.
Francis. I suppose it's one of those dis¬
agreeable plays, as we say in the Mercury —
the disastrous effect of French influence on the
Nonconformist mind.
Emily. It was so real that I could have-
Francis. You confirm my worst suspicions.
Emily [smiling]. You're bound to enjoy it.
Francis. But Charlie didn't?
Emily. And yet, you know, he is clever —
don’t you think so? Just look at what he’s
done with the Prince's! Don't you think he's
frightfully clever?
Francis. Clever isn't the word.
Emily. What is the word?
Francis. There isn't a word. I've lived
with Charlie now for four months, and I've
looked carefully through the dictionary, and
I've satisfied myself that there isn’t a word.
Charlie baffles.
Emily. Yes, that’s why he's so fascinating.
I was only thinking, as 1 walked back last night
- [stopping; in a different voice] 1 may as well
tell you we walked back together after the the¬
atre to my square. It was such a lovely night.
Francis. It was. [Enter Page-boy with St.
John.]
Page-boy. Mr. St. John. [Exit]
Francis [rising]. Good morning, St. John.
How are you?
St. John. Mondayish. [To Emily.] Hello!
What are you doing here?
Emily [shaking hands with him]. Good morn¬
ing, Chief. Sir Charles asked me to come.
St. John [displeased]. Oh! [Enter Sir
Charles, r., quickly]
Sir C. Morning, St. John. [Shakes hands]
Thanks for being so prompt.
St. John. 1 thought you wanted to have a
chat with me?
Sir C. So I do. But it occurred to me after¬
wards there couldn't be any harm in asking all
the other directors. [He takes record out of
dictaphone]
St. John. Do you mean to say Cleland and
his wife are coming?
Sir C. Well, my dear St. John, surely your
stage manager and your leading lady ought to
be consulted, if any one ought, especially as
they're directors.
St. John. Is this a board meeting, or isn't
it? If it is, why hasn't it been properly sum¬
moned? I don’t set up as a cast-iron devotee
of business rules, but-
Sir C. Not strictly a board meeting.
Francis. Rather, a meeting of the board.
[To Sir Charles.] There’s no “chair," I
take it?
Sir C. No, no; quite unnecessary. Now,
St. John, I jus: want to state a few things
[looking at clock]. Well, of course, if the Cle-
lands are late, we can't help it. Anyhow —
[pause, as if making up his mind] — I’ve been
going into the accounts, and it may be said
that we’ve turned the corner—but not very
far. There's been a profit of about a hundred
pounds on the last three months—since the
company was definitely formed. A hundred
pounds in three months is not much. It will
just pay the interest on the debentures. Of
course it would have been larger but for the
matinees of “The Broken Heart." On the
other hand, it would have been smaller—in
fact, there would have been a loss — if we had
paid proper salaries. The directors get noth¬
ing, as directors. Mr. Cleland and Miss Hen¬
rietta Blackwood accept rather nominal sal¬
aries, partly because they’re together, but no
doubt partly on account of Mrs. Cleland's— er
— advancing age; the other members of the
troupe are equally ill-paid. As for you, St.
John, your remuneration as manager is —
well, inadequate.
St. John. Don’t you worry about that.
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423
You can put it that what I receive is for play¬
ing a small part now and then. For my pro¬
ducing, there's no question of adequate re¬
muneration. Couldn't be! Frohman himself
couldn’t remunerate me adequately for my
producing! I’m the greatest producer on
earth. Every one knows that.
Sir C. Well, there it is! All 1 want to point
out is that we are at a critical period in our
career. We mustn't be too satisfied with our¬
selves. We must consolidate our position.
The future depends on what we do now. Our
present bill will probably run another couple
of months.
St. John. It may, or it mayn’t. I never like
to run a piece out. I want to have something
else ready in three weeks, and I can do it.
Sir C. That's just what I'm anxious to dis¬
cuss. Do you really mean that you can do a
Shakespearean production in three weeks?
St. John. I've decided against “The Mer¬
chant of Venice." I thought you understood
that. I’m going to do “The Lion's Share." I
saw it last night, and 1 practically arranged
with the author — Lloyd Morgan, or Morgan
Lloyd, or whatever his name is. It's a great
thing. Let everybody take notice of what I
say! It's a great thing!
Sir C. I also saw it last night. It may or
may not be a great thing — I don't pretend to
be a judge -
St. John. That's all right, then. I do.
Sir C. But I pretend to be a judge of what
will succeed. And I don't think “The Lion's
Share" would succeed. I’m quite sure it isn’t
i a certainty.
St. John. It’s no part of my scheme to pro¬
duce certainties. As far as that goes, I've
never met one. More money has been lost on
certainties than would pay off the bally Na¬
tional Debt. My scheme is to produce master-
pieces.
Sir C. And if the public won't come to see
If them?
St. John. So much the w'orse for the public!
The loss is theirs!
Sir C. It seems to me the loss will also be
,, ours.
Francis [ soothingly ]. St. John means that
the public and ourselves will share the loss.
But w'hereas we shall know exactly how r much
we have lost, the public will be under the dis¬
advantage of never guessing that it has lost
anything at all.
Sir C. [in a low tone to Francis]. Just let
me speak, will you? [F rancis gives a courteous ,
humorous smile of consent.]
St. John. Besides, who says the public
won’t come?
Sir C. I do. Another thing — “The Lion's
Share" contains no decent part for Miss Black¬
wood.
St. John. I can't help that. At my theatre
the company has got to fit the play. Let the
old girl have a rest. God knows, she's been
working like a camel. [Enter Pace-boy with
Mr. and Mrs. Cleland.]
Sir C. [to Page-boy]. Boy ! [Page-boy comes
round to Sir Charles and waits]
Mrs. C. I do hope we aren’t late. The fact
is, we met my dear old father in the Strand. I
hadn't seen him for months, and it gave me
quite a turn. How d'ye do. Sir Charles?
[greeting him].
Cleland [who has been shaking hands round,
quietly to Sir Charles]. I got your letter this
morning.
Sir C. [nods]. Now, Mrs. Cleland—have
this chair. St. John is thinking of producing
a play with no part for you. What do you say
to that? [Hands dictaphone records to Page¬
boy. Exit Page-boy.]
Mrs. C. [after shaking hands round and kiss¬
ing Emily]. I know what I should have said
twenty years ago. But 1 often say nowadays
that my idea of bliss is a dozen oysters and go
to bed comfortably at ten o'clock. So long as
you pay my salary, I don’t mind. Salaries
have been so very regular lately, 1 wouldn’t
like it disturbed. Would -you, my dear? [to
Emily].
Sir C. The question is, how long we should
be able to keep on paying salaries, w'ith you
out of the bill.
Mrs. C. Now that's very nice of you, Sir
Charles.
Cleland [rubbing his hands]. “ Lion’s Share,"
I suppose you're talking about?
Sir C. What's your view of this wonderful
piece, Cleland?
Cleland [askance at St. John]. Well, I only
saw the dress rehearsal. Of course, it’s
clever, undoubtedly clever. It may please
the Stage Society; but if you ask me my frank
opinion -
St. John. Sam’s opinion is worth nothing at
all, especially if it’s frank. W'hen he tries to
imitate me it isn't always so bad. I didn't
engage Sam as a connoisseur. 1 engaged him
because his wife can act -
Mrs. C. My old father said to me this morn¬
ing, “ Henrietta," 'he says, "you and I are the
only members of the Blackwood family that
can reallv act. I could act a railway engine.
And I believe you could, too," he says. Didn't
he, Sam? Excuse me, Chief.
St. John. And also because he’s the only
stage manager in London who’ll do what you
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WHAT THE PUBLIC WANTS
tell him without any damned improvements of
his own. But as for’his views—they are in¬
variably vulgar. Sam would make a fortune
if he were let alone.
Cleland. I should. Just give me a chance.
St. John. Not much, Sammy! Not if I
know it!
Sir C. What is your opinion of “The Lion's
Share,” Mrs. Cleland?
Mrs. C. [indignant]. Don’t ask me. How
should 1 know? My own nephew's playing in
it, but could he get a seat for me for last night?
No! I've been before the London public for
twenty-six years, but could I get in on my
card? No.
Francis. If you’ll give me the pleasure of
your company this afternoon, Mrs. Cleland,
I've got a couple of stalls.
Mrs. C. Much obliged, Mr. Worgan. But if
I can't go on Sunday I don't go at all. I'm
not proud; but either I'm Henrietta Black¬
wood or I'm not! At least, that's how I look
at it.
Sir C. Mrs. Vernon has seen the play-
Mrs. C. Congratulations, my dear!
Sir C. But I haven't yet asked her views,
formally-
St. John. You needn’t, Sir Charles. I feel
somehow that I can struggle on without 'em.
Sir C. But she was put on the Board simply
because she’d always been used to reading
plays for you! How often have you said what
fine taste she has!
St. John. That's true. I value her opinion
— when I want it. But in this case my mind
is made up. You were sitting together last
night, you two! I saw you.
Sir C. That was a mere accident.
St. John. Agreed! Accidents will happen.
[Hums an air.]
Sir C. [controlling himself]. As I said before,
I don't pretend to be a judge-
St. John. As I said before, I do. That
about settles that, doesn't it?
Sir C. [gravely and obstinately]. No. Speak¬
ing simply as a member of the public, my ob¬
jections to the piece, if only 1 could put them
properly — of course it’s not my line to ex¬
plain—
St. John. Don’t let that trouble you. I
can explain your objections. You've got three
objections. The first is that this play is true
to life, the second is that it's original, and the
third is that it's beautiful. You're a bold
financier, but you’re afraid of beauty; you de¬
test originality; and as for truth, it makes you
hold your nose. Do you think I don't know
all about your confounded objections? I'm
turned fifty. I've spent a quarter of a cen¬
tury in trying to make this damned town ap¬
preciate beauty, and though I've succeeded
once or twice, the broad result is that I can't
look my greengrocer in the face. But I
wouldn’t swap places with you. It would be
like being blind and deaf. [Suddenly to
Francis, as to one who'understands] I wish
you’d seen “The Lion's Share." I know what
you'd say!
Sir C. [quickly]. Come, now, St. John, what¬
ever the private opinions of any of us may be,
I am quite sure we shall all be agreed that this
wonderful play of yours won't please the pub¬
lic. [Looks at Emily as if for confirmation.] It
would be bound to be a frost. . . . You
yourself-
St. John [springing up]. Nothing of the
kind! Nothing of the kind! No one ever
caught me saying that any play on earth
would be a frost. No really new thing ever
yet succeeded but what all the blessed wise¬
acres who know the public best swore it would
be a rank failure. Let me tell you that in the
end you chaps are always wrong. Public taste
is continually changing. Is it you chaps who
change it? Not much, by heaven! It's we
who change it. But, before we can begin to
work, we must get past a pack of infernal rot¬
ters who say they have their finger on the
public pulse. [More quietly .] Well, we do get
past; that's one comfort.
Mrs. C. Oh, Chief! How you carry on, to
be sure! It's worse than a rehearsal. And
this isn't your stage, you know.
Sir C. [smiling]. That's all right, that's all
right. St. John is always enthusiastic. A
month ago he was just as enthusiastic for
Shakespeare.
St. John. Yes, but then I hadn't got my
eye on a good modern piece.
Sir C. I suppose you'll admit that “The
Lion's Share" is not as good a play as
“The Merchant of Venice." I've been read¬
ing “The Merchant of Venice" myself. Amcst
interesting old play! Now, there s beauty, to
use your own word, if you like.
St. John. Sudden discovery of a hitherto
neglected author by the proprietor of the Daily
Mercury.
Sir C. All this is not argument.
St. John. My excellent Sir Charles, any ass
of an actor-manager can produce Shakespeare.
Francis. Excuse me, St. John, I don't wish
to interrupt a duel, but you told me exactly
the contrary not long since. You said there
wasn't an actor-manager in London who
understood Shakespeare enough to make even
a decent call-boy in a Shakespearean pro¬
duction.
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425
St. John. And I was right. Some day I’ll
show ’em. But I’m not going to spend my
time on Shakespeare when I’ve got a first-class
modern production all waiting. It's the
Shakespeares of the future that I’m on.
Sir C. Now, seriously, St. John - [A
pause]
Cleland. The wife is a really tremendous
Portia , Chief. Aren’t you, Henrietta?
Mrs. C. He knows. He saw me at the old
Novelty in ’89.
Sir C. And I was thinking that Jessica was
the very part for Mrs. Vernon — I hope you
won’t deny that it’s about time Mrs. Vernon
had a decent show [half laughing].
St. John [coldly]. Since you've mentioned
it, I may as well tell you, I’ve decided that
Mrs. Vernon must leave the Prince’s com¬
pany.
Emily. Chief — you aren’t - [5fo^5.]
Sir C. [annoyed]. Now what’s this? [ Gen¬
eral surprise]
St. John. I’m not satisfied with her work.
The truth is, I never was. I was taken by her
enthusiasm for a good thing. But what’s that
got to do with acting?
Emily [deeply moved]. You aren't going to
throw me over? I’ve always tried my very
best. What do you think I shall do if you
throw me over?
Sr. John. I don’t know. Whatever you do,
you oughtn't to *ict any more. Because it
ain’t your line. You’re simply painful in “The
Mayor of Casterbridge,” and no one knows it
better than you.
Mrs. C. Don't listen to him, Emily.
St. John [growling]. You needn’t think I’m
not sorry for her. But I won’t have all my
productions messed up for evermore just be¬
cause I’ve been unfortunate enough to engage
an actress who can’t act. I want a fine pro¬
duction, and I mean to have it. I don’t care
twopence for anything else. I’m not a phi¬
lanthropist. I’m a brute. Everybody knows
that. [Emily moves away from the others , and
tries to control herself]
Sir C. You're not going to -
St. John [challenging him with a stiff look].
I’m not going to have any favourites in the
company.
Sir C. Favourites?
St. John. Yes, favourites. I mean nothing
offensive. But I've had this on my mind
some time. You began the subject. Now
you know!
Sir C. But Mrs. Vernon is a director of the
company.
St. John. Who made her a director of the
company? You did; just as you made your
brother the nominal chairman. Not that I
mind that in the least. She can be a director
of forty companies so long as she doesn’t act
on my stage.
Sir C. Your stage?
St. John. My stage.
Sir C. The company’s stage.
St. John. Damn the company!
Sir C. You can’t damn the company. The
company saved you when you never expected
to be saved. The company put you on your
legs, and put the theatre on its legs. The
company gave you two thousand pounds'
worth of shares for a goodwill that was worth
nothing. The company gave shares to Mr.
Cleland and Miss Blackwood for arrears of
salary, and the same to Mrs. Vernon. My
brother and 1 bought shares. On all these
shares the company will pay good interest, if
only a little common sense is shown. Surely
Mrs. Vernon has deserved better of you than
to be dismissed! Without her -
St. John. Without her 1 shouldn’t have had
your help.
Sir C. Exactly, since you care to put it that
way.
St. John. Well, since I care to put it
that way, Sir Charles, I don't know that
I’m so desperately grateful. What have
you done, after all? You insisted on an
orchestra, to keep the audience from think¬
ing; you invented a costume for the pro¬
gramme girls, and made a rule that they
must be under twenty-five and pretty; and
you put up the price of the programmes
from twopence to sixpence. You plastered
the West End all over with coloured posters
that would make a crocodile swoon. And
that's about all.
Sir C. I put order into the concern; and I
gave you the support of all my journals, in¬
cluding the most powerful daily paper in
London.
St. John. Thank you for nothing! The
most powerful daily paper in London has got
me laughed at by all my friends. I’m not
likely to forget the morning after the first per¬
formance of “The Broken Heart,” when the
most powerful daily paper in London talked
for three quarters of a column about the es¬
sential, English, breezy, healthy purity of the
Elizabethan drama.
Mrs. C. I remember they called me Harriet
instead of Henrietta.
Francis. A misprint. [To St. John.] It
was all a misprint.
Sir C. [quietly]. Still, the public comes
now.
St. John. Yes, and what a public!
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426
Sir C. There'S only one sort of public. It's
the sort that pays.
St. John. Let it fork it out, then, and ac¬
cept what 1 choose to give it! I'll choose my
plays, and I'll choose my players. I'm sorry
for Emily, but I can't help it. So long as I'm
the manager, I’ll be the manager. I'll keep a
free hand.
Sir C. [threateningly]. If you wanted to keep
a free hand, you ought not to have accepted
my money.
St. John. Look here, Sir Charles, don't you
try to come the millionaire over me. You
may be a millionaire in your private capacity,
but when you discuss the theatre with me
you're simply a man who doesn't know what
he’s talking about.
Mrs. C. Chief, you're losing your temper.
St. John. Shut up!
Sir C. You are the manager, but I'm the
largest shareholder, and I hold all the
debentures. I can always outvote you. I
won’t consent to Shakespeare being shelved.
Shakespeare was your own idea, not mine.
Why can't you stick to it? Why do you
want to produce a morbid play that must
fail? You may take it from me, I've got
no use for a frost. Every one knows I’m in
the Prince's. I don't choose to be associated
with failures. And, above all, I won't con¬
sent to the dismissal of Mrs. Vernon. Is
that clear?
St. John [approaching him, very quietly].
Do you want to get rid of me?
Sir C. No. I only want you to behave rea¬
sonably.
St. John. Oh! That's all you want, is it?
Will you buy me out?
Sir C. Certainly, if you wish it.
St. John [furiously ]. Well, then, do! I re¬
sign! See? 1 resign. You’ve saved a fine
enterprise, and ruined it at the same time.
Cleland's your man. Put your two wooden
heads together, and you’re bound to make a
howling success of the Prince's. Cleland'll
carry out your theories for you. Cleland’s no¬
tion of realism in art is potted primroses on a
river's brim. Get it at once. In six months
you'll be playing musical comedy at the
Prince’s— [pause] and “House full” over the
portico [scornfully] — a thing that’s never been
seen in my time! ... I resign.
Sir C. You aren't serious.
St. John. Do you take me for a bally clown?
[Solemnly.] I'm always serious. [To Mrs.
Cleland.] Good-bye, old girl! [Exit back,
with a violent banging of the door.]
Mrs. C. [with a passionate outburst, rising I.
St. John!
Cleland [to his wife]. Sit down and be
quiet.
Mrs. C. [half hysterical]. Loose me! St.
John! [She rushes out after him, crying.
Noises in the corridor.]
Sir C. [to Francis]. Just go and quieten
them, will you? There'll be a regular scene
out there in a minute. We can't have the
whole building upset.
Francis. That's all very well-
Sir C. [insisting]. There’s a good fellow.
[Exit Francis.] I say, Cleland.
Cleland. I’ll look after her.
Sir C. [a little anxiously]. She won't throw
us over?
Cleland [confidently]. Leave that to me.
Sir C. [after a glance at Emily]. I'll telephone
you later in the day with an appointment. I
haven't time now.
Cleland. Good! [Shakes hands] Splendid,
Sir Charles. [Exit]
Emily. I must go too [rising].
Sir C. Here! Wait a bit. Sit down half a
minute. You can't go like that.
Emily [ 51 / 5 ]. I don't suppose there ever was
another man as rude as the Chief. What a
brute! But he's always the same—simply
never cares for anything except his own ideas.
There's nothing he wouldn’t sacrifice for them.
Nothing!
Sir C. Well, he'd got me to deal with!
Emily. The thing that surprised me most
was the way you kept your temper.
Sir C. Oh! that's nothing! 1 can generally
keep my temper when I see the other man
is losing his. It was only when he began
talking about favourites that I nearly let my¬
self go.
Emily. Seeing us together last night at the
theatre—that must have made him think
we’d been plotting against him.
Sir C. And yet we hadn't, had we? I don't
know even now what you really think about
that play.
Emily. “The Lion's Share"? I quite agree
with you that it wouldn't have a chance with
the public.
Sir C. But you think it's a fine play?
Emily. Why do you think I think that?
Sir C. Well, from what you said last
night.
Emily. I was careful not to say. We both
rather kept off it, / thought.
Sir C. Then from what you didn’t say.
Emily. Yes, I think it’s fine.
Sir C. Do you? [genuinely pulled] And
you think Francis'll like it too?
Emily. Yes.
Sir C. Queer! I suppose there must be
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something in it. I wish you’d explain it to
me— 1 mean, what you see in it.
Emily. Oh! 1 can't explain. It’s just a
matter of taste.
Sir C. You explained lots of things in "The
Merchant of Venice/' anyway.
Emily. Oh, Charlie, 1 didn't! 1 only just-
Sir C. Yes, you did. In fact, you made me
quite keen on it. That's one reason why I
was determined not to let St. John throw it
over. But if "The Merchant of Venice" were
a great success, I wouldn't mind "The Lion's
Share" being done at matinees.
Emily. That wouldn't satisfy him. He'd
never give way. And, what's more — he'd
never give way about me. [Thoughtfully.]
He’s quite right, you know. I can't act.
[Smiles.] 1 expect it's because I'm too intel¬
lectual.
Sir C. Of course you can act.
Emily. How do you know? You've never
seen me.
Sir C. I'm sure you can.
Emily. And what’s going to happen now?
SirC. Happen? Nothing! The theatre will
go on. Do you think I can’t run a theatre? I
knew there'd be a rumpus. In fact, 1 brought
it on, because things were bound to come to
a crisis between St. John and me sooner or
later, and sooner is always best. So I came
to a clear understanding with Cleland in
advance.
Emily. Did you?
Sir C. Yes. I had to know exactly where I
stood. And Cleland is a very good man.
You’ll see. I'll make that theatre hum.
Emily. It was awfully good of you, sticking
up for me.
Sir C. Not at all. I'll sign you a contract
for three years, if you like.
Emily [nervously]. Well, of course I'm not
in a position to refuse offers of that kind.
But, really, you are awfully kind. I must tell
you— I’d no idea you were so good-natured.
Most people have got an entirely wrong notion
of you. / had at the start.
Sir C. How?
Emily. They think you’re as hard as nails.
And the truth is, you're fearfully good-natured.
Sir C. No, I'm not.
Emily. Well, look how you’ve behaved to
me! I can't thank you, you know. I never
could thank any one for anything— anything
serious, that is.
Sir C. [pleased at this revelation; confiden¬
tially]. That's funny, now! I’m just the same.
Whenever I have to thank people, I always
begin to blush, and I feel awkward.
Emily. 1 know, I know. [After a pause.]
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And yet, I ought to thank you. This makes
twice you've saved me.
Sir C. Saved you? What are you talking
about?
Emily. Well, what do you suppose I should
have done if you and Francis hadn't been in
the affair and St. John had had his way?
Where should I have been? I've got nothing
to fall back on. I’ve been alone for four years
now, and every penny I’ve spent I’ve had to
earn. And till this year I never made a hun¬
dred and twenty pounds in a single year. I
wasn't brought up to earn, that’s why. I'm
very conceited, and, if you ask me, I think I'm
a fairly finished sort of article; but I can’t do
anything that people want doing. You don’t
know what I’ve been through. No one knows
except me. You don’t know what you've
saved me from. No! I couldn't have begun
that frightful struggle over again, I couldn't
have faced it. It’s too disgusting, too humili¬
ating. I should have -
Sir C. [disturbed]. But look here, Emily-
Emily. Yes, I know! One oughtn’t to
speak like that. It makes everybody so un¬
comfortable. Never look back at a danger
that's passed! And yet — the first time I saw
you here, and I managed to joke about altering
frocks - Never shall I forget my relief ; it
was painful how glad I was! I'm always look¬
ing back at that. . . . And then, to-day,
without a moment's warning! Oh, dear! . . .
And now you say a contract for three years!
[Gives a great sigh of relief .] Why, it’s heaven;
it's simply just Paradise!
Sir C. [going to door r. and opening it]. I say,
Kendrick. Just see I’m not disturbed, will
you? Put a boy outside my door.
Kendrick [off]. All right! Meeting still
on!
Sir C. Yes. [He puts red disk up, and then
comes back to Emily]. Now— er— look here,
of course, I'm rather peculiar; I can only do
things in my own way; but look here— there
are one or two things I want to talk to you
about. To begin with, do you know why I've
never been to a performance at the Prince's
when you were in the cast?
Emily. No.
Sir C. Well, it was because 1 didn't want to
see you acting in public. [Walks about]
Emily. But -
Sir C. I'm like that, that's all. 1 knew you
were obliged to earn your living, but 1 couldn t
stand seeing you doing it on the stage. You
may call it sentimental. I don't know. I’m
just telling you. There's another thing. Do
you know why I insisted on you and old woman
Cleland being on the Board of Directors?
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Emily [shakes her head]. I don't think any¬
body quite understood that.
Sir C. Well, it was because I thought if you
were on the board I should have good oppor¬
tunities of seeing you without being forced to
make them. I simply added Mrs. Cleland as a
cover for you, so that you wouldn't look too
conspicuous. What price that for a scheme?
Emily. Now, Charlie, don't go and make me
feel awkward.
Sir C. You've got to feel awkward. And
so have I. I've told you those two things so
that you can't say I'm being sudden. I'm
putting the matter before you in a straight¬
forward way. I want you to marry me.
Emily. Charlie!
Sir C. That's what it is. I know I'm pe¬
culiar, but l can't help it— I can't say what I
want to say. I mean I can't bring myself to
say it. Now, for instance, there's that word
"love." Curious thing— I can't use it! When
I hear of men saying to women, " I love you,"
I always think to myself, "Well, / couldn't say
it." Don't know why! It would be as much
as I could do to say, "I'm awfully fond of
you." And I couldn't say even that without
being as awkward as if I were giving thanks.
And yet, I am.
Emily. You are what?
Sir C. You know what. Of course, if we
hadn't been born in the same town, and almost
in the same street, I expect I shouldn't have
been able to talk like this to you. 1 should
have had to be most rottenly artificial. Un¬
derstand me, don’t you?
Emily. Perfectly. I’m just the same.
Sir C. Are you? That's all right, then. I
suppose everybody from the Five Towns is.
Well, what do you say?
Emily. It's so sudden.
SirC. Oh! damn it all, Emily. That's really
a bit too thick, that is! After what I've told
you! Are you going to sit there and stick me
out that you’d no idea I was above a bit gone
on you?
Emily. I — Charlie, you are awful!
Sir C. Did the idea ever occur to you that
I might ask you to marry me? Or didn't
it?
Emily [after a pause]. As questions are being
put — when you got up this morning, did you
intend to propose to me to-day?
Sir C. No. But every morning I say to
myself, "One of these davs I shall have to
do it."
Emily. When did you make your mind up
to do it to-day?
Sir C. About five minutes ago.
Emily. Why?
Sir C. Because of the way you talked.
How do I know? Because you made me feel
so queer. I couldn’t bear for another minute
the notion of you worrying yourself to death
about a living and the future, while all the
time I — I- There are some things I can
not stand. And one of 'em is your worrying
about starvation. . . . It’s quite true, I
am as hard as nails, but I'm all right. Nobody
else can say it for me, so I must say it myself.
I'm all right -
Emily [leaning forward]. How much are you
worth?
Sir C. About a million and a quarter.
Emily. Well, can’t you see how ridiculous it
is, you marrying me? I haven’t a cent.
Sir C. Now listen here, Emily. If you're
going to talk nonsense we'll chuck it. What
in the name of heaven does it matter to me if
you haven't a cent?
Emily. I — I don't know-
Sir C. No. I should imagine you didn't!
Emily. You could marry—high up [lifting
her arm]. In the peerage. Why, you could
marry practically anybody.
Sir C. I know.
Emily. Well, why don't you?
Sir C. Because I don't. You're the sort of
woman for me. What you said just now is
true.
Emily. What was that?
Sir C. You're a fairly finished sort of article.
You’re an intellectual woman. I know I’m
not so very intellectual, but it’s only intellectual
people that interest me, all the same.
Emily. Charlie, don't call yourself names!
Sir C. You can help me, more than any¬
body. You've done a good bit for me as
it is.
Emily. Why, what have I done?
Sir C. It's thanks to you that I’m in this
theatre affair. And I like that. It's the kind
of thing I’m after. And do you know who
gave me the idea of giving a hundred thousand
to Oxford? You! The first time you were
here!
Emily. Really?
SirC. Certainly.
Emily. I ought to tell Oxford about that.
Sir C. We should have the finest house in
London, you know. I'd back you to do the
hospitality business as well as any duke's
daughter that was ever born. You’d soon get
hold of the right people.
Emily. What do you mean by the right
people? Not what they call "society" people?
Because if you do-!
SirC. [stamping his foot]. No, no! Of course
I don’t. I mean intellectual people, and the
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johnnies that write for the reviews, and two or
three chaps in the Cabinet. I could keep you
off the rotters, because 1 know 'em already.
Emily. It's all too dazzling, Charlie.
Sir C. Not a bit. 1 used to think that mil¬
lionaires must be different from other people.
But I'm a millionaire, and I'm just the same
as 1 always was. As far as dazzle goes, there's
nothing in it; I may as well tell you that.
Well - ?
Emily. I can't give you an answer now.
Sir C. Oh, yes, you can. You must. I’m
not the kind of man that can wait.
Emily [rather coldly ]. I'm afraid you’ll have
to wait.
Sir C. [i crestfallen ]. But you surely must
know what you feel?
Emily. My dear Charles, 1 do not know what
1 feel.
Sir C. [< disappointed ]. When shall you
know?
Emily. I can’t say.
SirC. Honest?
Emily. Of course.
Sir C. But can't you give me an idea?
Emily. Of what?
Sir C. Whether it'll be yes or no.
Emily [with an outraged air]. Certainly
not.
Sir C. Well, I can tell you one thing: if you
throw me over — I—I don’t know what I
shall do. No, I'm damned if I do.
Emily [stiffly]. Good morning, Charlie.
Sir C. Look here. Why are you cross?
Emily. I'm not cross.
Sir C. You look as if you were.
Emily. Well, good morning. [She goes to
door, hack, and opens it. Boy is seen standing
there. Then she shuts the door and returns to
Sir C.]
Emily. I - [Sir C., after gating at her,
suddenly seizes her and kisses her— a long
kiss]
Emily. 1 suppose I did know all the time.
Sir C. What are you crying for?
Emily [inconsequently and. weakly]. This
kind of thing must be awfully bad for the
heart.
Sir C. [reflectively]. Well! So that's done.
I say- [Kisses her again. The telephone
hell rings. They start guiltily]
Sir C. [at instrument]. Hello! Who is it?
Yes. It's me. Oh! [To Emily.] It’s Francis.
Emily [quickly]. You mustn’t tell him.
Sir C. No, no, of course not. [At instru¬
ment] What did you say? Yes. Yes. She’s
— er— still here. All right. I say, he doesn’t
seem like giving way, I hope? . . . Good!
[Rings off]
Sir C. Francis has gone off with St. John to
the Garter-
Emily. The Garter?
Sir C. The restaurant where we generally
lunch. He wanted to warn me to go some¬
where else. He says St. John is quite calmed
down now, but the sight of me might rouse
him again. Like Francis, isn't it?
Emily. I forgot to tell you that no one
must on any account know for at least three
months.
Sir C. All serene. But why?
Emily. I can't do with it seeming too sud¬
den — after the scene this morning, and with
Henrietta here, too! Besides, when it’s known,
we shall have to go down at once to Bursley,
to see your mother. You may depend on
that!
Sir C. Think so? I don’t seem to see my¬
self doing the happy lover in Bursley.
Emily. Neither do I. But it will come to
that. And I must have time to get my breath
first.
Sir C. Let’s go and have lunch somew'here,
eh?
Emily. Where?
Sir C. The Carlton?
Emily [after a sigh]. How r lovely! [Goes to
glass to pat her hair. Sir Charles, looking at
her, gives a little boyish, absurd gesture of tre¬
mendous glee , then rings a bell. Enter Page¬
boy.]
Sir C. [sternly]. Taximeter.
Curtain
(TO BE CONCLUDED IN THE MARCH NUMBER)
THE BRENNAN MONO-RAIL CAR
i
BY
PERCEVAL GIBBON
ILLUSTRATED WITH PHOTOGRAPHS AND DRAWINGS BY A N D R £ CASTAIGNE
I T was November 10, 1909 — a day that
will surely have its place in history beside
that other day, eighty-five years ago,
when George Stephenson drove the first
railway locomotive between Stockton and
Darlington. In the great square of the Brennan
torpedo factory at Gillingham, where the fight¬
ing-tops of battleships in the adjacent dockyard
poise above the stone coping of the wall, there
was a track laid down in a circle of a quarter of
a mile. Switches linked it up with other lengths
of track, a straight stretch down to a muddy
cape of the Medway estuary, and a string of
curves and loops coiling among the stone and
iron factory sheds. The strange thing about it
was that it was single— just one line of rail
on sleepers tamped into the unstable “made’'
ground of the place.
And there was Brennan, his face red with
the chill wind sweeping in from the Nore,
his voice plaintive and Irish, discoursing, at
slow length, of revolutions per minute, of
"precession/’ and the like. The journalists
from London, who had come down at his invi¬
tation, fidgeted and shivered in the bitter morn¬
ing air; the affair did not look in the least like
an epoch in the history of transportation and
civilization, till —
"Now, gentlemen,” said Brennan, and led
the way across the circle of track.
The Trial of the First Practical
Mono-rail Car
And then, from its home behind the low,
powder-magazine-like sheds, there rode forth
a strange car, the like of which was never
seen before. It was painted the businesslike
slatyblue gray of the War Department. It
was merely a flat platform, ten feet wide
by forty feet long, with a steel cab mounted
on its forward end, through the windows of
which one could see a young engineer in
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tweeds standing against a blur of moving
machine-parts.
It ran on the single rail; its four wheels
revolved in a line, one behind another; and
it traveled with the level, flexible equilibrium
of a ship moving across a dock. It swung
over the sharp curves without faltering,
crossed the switch, and floated — floated is
the only word for the serene and equable
quality of its movement—round and round
the quarter-mile circle. A workman boarded it
as it passed him, and sat on the edge with his
legs swinging, and its level was unaltered. It
was wonderful beyond words to see. It seemed
to abolish the very principle of gravitation; it
contradicted calmly one's most familiar in¬
stincts.
Every one knows the sense one gains at
times while watching an ingenious machine at
its work— a sense of being in the presence of
a living and conscious thing, with more than the
industry, the pertinacity, the dexterity, of a
man. There was a moment, while watching
Brennan's car, when one had to summon an
effort of reason to do away with this sense of
life; it answered each movement of the men
on board and each inequality in the make¬
shift track with an adjustment of balance irre¬
sistibly suggestive of consciousness. It was an
illustration of that troublous theorem which
advances that consciousness is no more than
the co-relation of the parts of the brain, and
that a machine adapted to its w r ork is as con¬
scious in its own sphere as a mind is in its
sphere.
The Car Takes Sharp Curves While Un¬
evenly Loaded with Forty Passengers
The car backed round the track, crossed to
the straight line, and halted to take us aboard.
There were about forty of us, yet it took up our
unequally distributed weight without disturb-
Reprinted from McClure's for December . DtV
RAILROAD CROSSING OVER NEW YORK—THE “ BOSTON-WASHINGTON LIMITED
THE FIRST MONO-RAIL CAR ON ITS TRIAL TRIP
SHOWING THE CAR TAKING A CURVE WHILE UNEVENLY LOADED WITH PASSENGERS. THE EQUILIBRIUM
WAS PERFECTLY MAINTAINED BY MEANS OF TWO GYROSCOPES WEIGHING THREE FOURTHS
OF A TON EACH, AND MAKING THREE THOUSAND REVOLUTIONS A MINUTE
ance. The young engineer threw over his lever,
and we ran down the line. The movement was
as “sweet” and equable as the movement of a
powerful automobile running slowly on a smooth
road; there was an utter absence of those jars
and small lateral shocks that are inseparable
from a car running on a double track. We
passed beyond the sheds and slid along a narrow
spit of land thrusting out into the mud-flanked
estuary. Men on lighters and a working-party
of bluejackets turned to stare at the incredible
machine with its load. Then back again, three
times round the circle, and in and out among
the curves, always with that unchanging state¬
liness of gait. As we spun round the circle, she
leaned inw’ard like a cyclist against the centrifu¬
gal pull. She needs no banking of the track
to keep her on the rail. A line of rails to travel
on, and ground that will carry her weight—she
asks no more. With these and a clear road
ahead, she is to abolish distance and revise the
world's schedules of time.
“A hundred and twenty miles an hour,” I
hear Brennan saying, in that sad voice of
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his; “or maybe two hundred. That's a de¬
tail.”
In the back of the cab were broad unglazed
windows, through which one could watch the
tangle of machinery. Dynamos are bolted to
the floor, purring under their shields like com¬
fortable cats; abaft of them a twenty-horse¬
power Wolseley petrol-engine supplies motive
power for everything. And above the dynamos,
cased in studded leather, swinging a little in
their ordered precession, are the two gyroscopes,
the soul of the machine. To them she owes her
equilibrium.
Simplicity of the Car's Mechanism
Of all machines in the world, the gyroscope is
the simplest, for, in its essential form, it is no
more than a wheel revolving. But a wheel re¬
volving is the vehicle of many physical princi¬
ples, and the sum of them is that which is known
as gyroscopic action. It is seen in the ordinary
spinning top, which stands erect in its capacity
of a gyroscope revolving horizontally. The
FRONT VIEW OK THE BRENNAN MONO-RAIL CAR
THH PLATFORM OF THE CAR WAS TEN FEET WIDE BY FORTY FEET LONG. WITH A STEEL CAB
FOR THE ENGINEER ON ITS FORWARD END. DURING THE TRIAL TRIPS
IT CARRIED FORTY PASSENGERS
apparatus that holds Brennan's car upright,
and promises to revolutionize transportation, is
a top adapted to a new purpose. It is a gyro¬
scope revolving in a perpendicular plane, a steel
wheel weighing three quarters of a ton and spin¬
ning at the rate of three thousand revolutions
to the minute.
Now, the effect of gyroscopic action is to re¬
sist any impulse that tends to move the revolv¬
ing wheel out of the plane in which it revolves.
This resistance can be felt in a top; it can be
felt much more strongly in the beautiful little
gyroscopes of brass and steel that are sold for
the scientific demonstration of the laws govern¬
ing revolving bodies. Such a one, only a few
inches in size, will develop a surprising resist¬
ance. This resistance increases with the weight
of the wheel and the speed at which it moves,
till, with Brennan's gyroscopes of three quar¬
ters of a ton each, whirling in a vacuum at three
thousand revolutions per minute, it would need
a weight that would crush the car into the
ground to throw them from their upright plane.
Readers of McClure's Magazine were made
familiar with the working of Brennan's gyro¬
scope by Mr. Cleveland Moffett's article in the
issue of December, 1907. The occasion of that
article was the exhibition of Brennan's model
mono-rail car before the Royal Society and in
the grounds of his residence at Gillingham. For
a clear understanding of the first full-sized car,
it may be well to recapitulate a few of the char¬
acteristics of the gyroscope.
When Brennan made his early models, he
found that, while the little cars would remain
upright and run along a straight rail, they left
the track at the first curve. The gyroscope
governed their direction as well as their equilib¬
rium. It was the first check in the evolution of
the perfect machine. It was over ten years be¬
fore he found the answer to the problem— ten
years of making experimental machines and
scrapping them, of filing useless patents, of
doubt and persistence. But the answer was
found — in the spinning top.
A spinning top set down so that it stands at
an angle to the floor will right itself; it will rise
till it stands upright on the point of equal fric-
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THE TWO BALANCE-WHEELS OF THE CYRO-CAR
The axle-end (C) corresponds to the point of the top. If, in turning a curve, the car-body (F) should com¬
mence to lean to the left, the projecting segment (G) would rise and touch the axle (C) of the right-hand
balance-wheel. The balance-wheel would thereupon tend to rise at right angles with G, just as a top tends
to rise at right angles with the surface on which it spins. This action would counteract the leaning tendency
of the car-body and restore the equilibrium of the car.
tion. Brennan’s resource, therefore, was to
treat his gyroscope as a top. He enclosed it in
a case, through which its axles projected, and
at each side of the car he built stout brackets
reaching forth a few inches below each end of
the axle.
The result is not difficult to deduce. When
the car came to a curve, the centrifugal action
tended to throw it outward; the side of the
car that was on the inside of the curve swung
up and the bracket touched the axle of the
gyroscope. Forthwith, in the manner of its
father, the top, the gyroscope tried to stand up¬
right on the bracket; all the weight of it and all
its wonderful force were pressed on that side of
the car, holding it down against the tendency to
rise and capsize. The thing was done; the spin¬
ning top had come to the rescue of its posterity.
It only remained to fit a double gyroscope, with
the wheels revolving in opposite directions, and,
save for engineering details, the mono-rail car
was evolved.
What Would Happen if One of the
Gyroscopes Broke
Through the window in the back of the cab
I was able to watch them at their work — not
the actual gyroscopes, but their cases, quivering
with the unimaginable velocity of the great
wheels within, turning and tilting accurately to
each shifting weight as the men on board moved
here and there. Above them were the glass oil-
cups, with the opal-green engine-oil flushing
through them to feed the bearings. Lubrica¬
tion is a vital part of the machine. Let that
fail, and the axles, grinding and red-hot.
would eat through the white metal of the
bearings as a knife goes through butter. It is
a thing that has been foreseen by the inventor:
to the lubricating apparatus is affixed a danger
signal that would instantly warn the engineer.
“But,” says Brennan, “if one broke down,
the other gyroscope would hold her up — till ye
could run her to a siding, anyway.”
“ But supposing the electric apparatus
failed?” suggests a reporter — with visions of
headlines,perhaps. “Supposing the motordriv-
ing the gyroscopes broke down; what thenr”
“They’d run for a couple of days, with the
momentum they've got,” answers the inventor.
“And for two or three hours, that 'ud keep her
upright by itself.”
On the short track at Gillingham there are no
gradients to show what the car can do in the
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THE FIVE-FOOT MODEL USED BY MR. BRENNAN TO DEMONSTRATE THE POSSIBILITIES OF
THE MONO-RAIL CAR. WHILE CARRYING A MAN, IT WAS MADE TO CLIMB A STEEP
SLOPE, RUN ALONG A ROPE STRETCHED ABOVE THE GROUND, AND STAND
AT REST WHILE THE ROPE WAS SWUNG TO AND FRO
MR. BRENNAN STANDING IN FRONT OF HIS FIRST LARGE MONO-RAIL CAR, THE
SUCCESSFUL TRIAL OF WHICH MAY MARK AN EPOCH IN
RAILWAY TRANSPORTATION
PERCEVAL G I B BON
437
way of climbing, but here again the inventor is
positive. She will run up a slope as steep as one
in six, he s'ays. There is no reason to doubt him;
the five-foot model that he used to exhibit could
climb much steeper inclines, run along a rope
stretched six feet above the ground, or remain
at rest upon it while the rope was swung to and
fro. It would do all these things while carrying
a man; and, for my part, 1 am willing to take
Brennan’s word.
Louis Brennan himself was by no means the
least interesting feature of the demonstration.
He has none of the look of the visionary, this
man who has gone to war with time and space;
neither had George Stephenson. He is short
and thick-set, with a full face, a heavy mous¬
tache hiding his mouth, and heavy eyebrows.
He is troubled a little with asthma, which
makes him somewhat staccato and breathless
in speech, and perhaps also accentuates the pe¬
culiar plaintive quality of his Irish voice. There
is nothing in his appearance to indicate whether
he is thirty-five or fifty-five. As a matter of
fact, he is two years over the latter age, but a
man ripe in life, with that persistence and belief
in his work which is to engineers what passion
is to a poet.
The technicalities of steel and iron come easily
off his tongue; they are his native speech, in
which he expresses himself most intimately.
All his life he has been concerned with machines.
He is the inventor of the Brennan steerable tor¬
pedo, whose adoption by^he Admiralty made
him rich and rendered possible the long years of
study and experiment that went to the making
of the mono-rail car. He has a touch of the rich
man’s complacency; it does not go ill with his
kindly good humor and his single-hearted pride
in his life work.
It is characteristic, 1 think, of his honesty of
purpose and of the genius that is his driving
force that hitherto he has concerned himself
with scientific invention somewhat to the exclu¬
sion of the commercial aspects of his contriv¬
ance. He has had help in money and men from
the British Government, which likewise placed
the torpedo factory at his disposal; and the
governments of India and—of all places —
Kashmir have granted him subsidies. Railroad
men from all parts of the world have seen his
SIDE VIEW OF THE BRENNAN CAR. SHOWING THE ENGINEER'S CAB AND THE
PLATFORM FOR PASSENGERS
THE BRENNAN MONO-RAIL CAR
438
model; but he has not been ardent in the hunt for
customers. Perhaps that will not be necessary;
the mono-rail car should be its own salesman:
but, in the meantime, it is not amiss that a great
inventor should stand aloof from commerce.
New York to San Francisco between
Dawn and Dawn
But, for all the cheerful matter-of-factness of
the man, he, too, has seen visions. There are
times when he talks of the future as he hopes it
will be, as he means it to be, when " transporta¬
tion is civilization." Men are to travel then on
a single rail, in great cars like halls, two hundred
feet long, thirty to forty feet wide, whirling
across continents at two hundred miles an hour
— from New York to San Francisco between
dawn and dawn.
Travel will no longer be uncomfortable.
These cars, equipped like a hotel, will sweep
along with the motion of an ice-yacht. They
will not jolt over uneven places, or strain to
mount the track at curves; in each one, the
weariless gyroscopes will govern an unchanging
equilibrium. Trustful Kashmir will advance
from its remoteness to a place accessible from
anywhere. Street-car lines will no longer be a
perplexity to paving authorities and anathema
to other traffic; a single rail will be flush with
the ground, out of the way of hoofs and tires.
Automobiles will run on two wheels like a bicy¬
cle. It is to be a mono-rail world, soothed and
assured by the drone of gyroscopes. By that
time the patient ingenuity of inventors and
engineers will have found the means to run
the gyroscopes at a greater speed than is
now possible, thus rendering it feasible to use
a smaller wheel. It is a dream based on good,
solid reasoning, backed by a great inven¬
tor's careful calculations; H. G. Wells has
given a picture of it in the last of his stories
of the future.
The Attitude of Railroad Men Toward
the Gyroscope
Practical railroad men have given to the
mono-rail car a sufficiently warm welcome.
They have been impressed chiefly by its suita¬
bility to the conditions of transportation in the
great new countries, as, for instance, on that
line of railway that is creeping north from the
Zambesi to open up the copper deposits of
northwestern Rhodesia, and on through Central
Africa to its terminus at Cairo. Just such land
as this helped to inspire Brennan. He was a
boy when he first saw the endless plains of Aus¬
tralia, and out of that experience grew his first
speculations about the future of railway travel.
Such lands make positive and clear demands, if
ever they are to be exploited for their full value
to humanity. They need railways quickly laid
and cheaply constructed; lines not too exacting
in point of curves and gradients; and, finally,
fast travel. It is not difficult to see how valu¬
able the mono-rail would have been in such an
emergency as the last Sudan War, when the
army dragged a line of railway with it down
toward Omdurman. Petrol-driven cars to re¬
place the expensive steam locomotives, easy
rapid transit instead of the laborious crawl
through the stifling desert heat—a complete
railway instalation, swiftly and cheaply called
into being, instead of a costly and cumbersome
makeshift.
The car went back to her garage, or engine-
shed, or stable, or whatever the railway man
of the future shall decide to call it. Struts
w'ere pulled into position to hold her up, the
motors were switched off, and the gyroscopes
were left to run themselves dow r n in forty-
eight hours or so. When the mono-rail comes
into general use, explained Brennan, there will
be docks for the cars, with low brick walls
built to slide under the platforms and take
their weight.
While his guests assembled in a store-shed to
drink champagne and eat sandwiches, he pro¬
duced a big flat book, sumptuously bound, and
told us how his patents were being infringed on
in Germany. On that same day there w'as an
exhibition of a mono-rail car on the Brennan
principle taking place at the Zoological Gardens
in Berlin; the book was its catalogue. It was
full of imaginative pictures of trains fifty years
hence, and thereto was appended sanguine
letter-press. While there sounded in our ears
the hum of the gyroscopes from the car housed
in the rear, I translated one paragraph for him.
It was to the effect that one Brennan, an Eng¬
lishman, had conducted experiments w'ith gyro¬
scopes ten years ago, but the matter had gone
no further.
"There, now," said Brennan.
THE CANNIBAL KING
BY
GEORGE K1BBE TURNER
"The Cannibal King loved crocodile stew,
And roasted missionary too.
Which he thought was quite too-too.
The king of the cannibal islands/'
T HE Twin Devils, having been ban¬
ished by their elders from the ball
field, for good and sufficient cause,
came trudging down the lane to the
school grounds, yelling the song at
the top of their lungs.
It was quiet in the yard. Old Mose, the prin¬
cipal, was away in town, the tutors were out
walking or off the grounds somewhere, and all
the boys were up on the ball field on the hill,
from which their distant yells were wafted
faintly down on the intermittent spring
breeze—all, that is, but the Twins and the
King.
The Twins wheeled into the yard, still sing¬
ing their song, and stopped below the windows
of the King in the dormitory. The olive win¬
dow-shades were all down, and there was no
sign of life in the room. The Twins suspected
it to be inhabited.
“Aw, come out here, King/' howled the
Microbes; “come on out. We won’t hurt you.
Come on out and tell us how you got con¬
verted."
No answer.
“Krash Koosha," the Chinee began, in a
monotonous and grotesque voice, repeating the
handbill which the King gave out before his
church lectures. The other Twin joined in:
“ Krash Koosha, the Heir of Zozoland, a real
African Prince, brought from his jungle home
by delated American missionaries, will speak at
the Congregational vestry Wednesday night,
wishing to secure funds to help him complete
his education and return to spread abroad the
glad gospel light in his benighted land. He will
show and explain the strange costumes, wea¬
pons, and utensils of his people. He will pray
and sing 'From Greenland’s Icy Mountains’ in
the Zozo tongue. He will tell how he was con¬
verted. Let all come and hear this worthy
young man. Admission, fifteen cents; children
five cents."
A long pause, but no movement in the cur¬
tained room.
“Aw, what’s the use, Cannie?" yelled the
Chinee. “Come on out, that’s a good feller.
We won’t touch you, honest."
“Nor make fun of you, either."
Still no demonstration of life from the room.
After successive volleys of gravel against the
window, the Twins wearied of their amuse¬
ment.
“He ain’t there," said Pinkie. "Say, I'll
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play you a game of tennis for the sodas before
supper-time."
‘Til go you," said the Chinee.
The two scampered away to the court. As
they turned the corner of the building, the edge
of the olive-green shade was lifted, and one big
white eye showed peerir' furtively out. The
King was inside.
The old Middleton School was a survival.
There are hundreds similar to it in little for¬
gotten corners of New England — the old
academies, remnants of the old-time aristocratic
education, being brought down to desolation
and ruin by the rise of the great democratic
school system.
But, after all, there was nothing just like old
Middleton. Its distinction lay in the character
of its boys. Strangers who drove down the road
when the school-yard was in full cry stopped
and watched and wondered. White boys and
dark boys, big boys and small boys, seethed
and yelled and galloped to and fro together in
one indistinguishable, motley mass. Boys from
all the corners of the earth came up to old
Middleton — rich men’s sons, with soft hands
and hard hearts, under a contract to be man¬
aged; twice motherless children, whose fathers
had married a second time; refugees of the great
fitting schools, sent down for a personally con¬
ducted course in morals; hulking boys
from the far West, where schools were
poor or did not exist; swarthy, vicious,
silent youths from Cuba and South Amer¬
ica; and occasionally some waif picked up
by missionaries in
China or Africa,
and sent to this
fountain-head to
drink in the rudi¬
ments of our great
moral Western
civilization.
In the midst of
this herd of wild
boys, the Cannibal
King — a great,
black, morose,
raw-boned savage
— stalked alone.
He was a guar¬
anteed African
prince, taken in
an excess of zeal
by a returning
missionary en¬
thusiast. The Af¬
rican prince was
much paraded at
missionary gather¬
ings, and soon began to give lectures on his
own account. He was prospered in his work.
In the eyes of the women of a score of sew¬
ing societies he was a heroic figure of almost
Old Testament proportions.
At the other end of the'line of boys were the
Twins. The swarthy, thick-set, moon-faced
Chinee was the son of a Texas cattleman; the
pale, thin-legged, red-headed juvenile eupho¬
niously called Pinkie was the son of a Michigan
lumber dealer. Neither one could show an
inch above five feet. These twain became sol¬
dered together at first sight, and converted
immediately into a dual spirit of evil, known
as the Twin Devils, which became the scourge
of the country-side. The unhappy farmers
came in droves to inquire when their course
of education would come to a close.
The Cannibal King — named by themselves
— became their legitimate prey.
The Twins were soon satiated with tennis.
A close set terminated in favor of Pink, fortu¬
nately without recrimination or bloodshed. It
was still a long time to supper.
"Say, Pink," said the Chinee, "I’ll bet you
money the heathen was in that room all
the time."
"Well, what difference does it make if he w'as?”
•THE CHINEE THREW HIMSELF ON THE FLOOR AND APPLIED HIS EYE
TO THE SLIT**
“THE TWO BOYS THREW THE WEIGHT OF THEIR SMALL BODIES INTO
A REINFORCEMENT OF THE BARRICADE"
"Oh, I'd just like to know. # Come on up to
the conning-tower, Pink. Let's see, anyhow'."
The two started up the stairs of the dor¬
mitory.
"Easy, now, Pink, easy," said the Chinee,
"or he'll get onto us."
They tiptoed into their room, in an agony of
caution. The Chinee immediately threw him¬
self on the floor and applied his eye to the
conning-slit, which, in less technical language,
consisted of a hole in the wall, executed with a
high degree of workmanship by these accom¬
plished youths. On the other side it opened
through an unused register in the side wall into
the King's room. The small aperture in the
room of the Twins was carefully concealed by
a flap of wall-paper.
The Chinee remained prostrate on the floor,
as if paralyzed with what he was seeing. Sud¬
denly he emerged from his contemplation.
"Look here, Pink, quick," he said.
"Oh, Lordy," said Pink, turning back imme¬
diately, "w'hat's he doin'?"
He returned forthwith to his observations
without waiting for a reply.
"What kind of a game's he playing?" he con¬
tinued. "Oh, look at that— look at that! Say,
Chine, he’s gone starin', jumpin' crazy."
"Ain’t he got something there?" said the
Chinee.
"Yes, he has. What is it?"
"I couldn’t make it out; can you?"
"No, I can't. He’s right in front of it. Oh,
say, now he’s takin’ it away. He’s puttin' it
up. Yes, sir, he’s got it under the mattress in
his bed."
After several minutes’ absolute quiet, Pink
carefully replaced the flap over the hole and rose,
dusting his knees.
"Say," said the Chinee, "w'e’U come pretty
near findin' out what that is."
A council of war ensued. It was decided to
make a foray and secure the object during sup¬
per-time. The bell for this soon rang, and the
manoeuver w'as executed with neatness and
precision, by craw'ling over the transom of the
King’s door.
Even before the approach of the relentless
studv hour, the Tw r ins were again established
in their room, engaged in rapt contempla¬
tion of their trophy, laid out on the study table
before them. It was a strangely carved piece
of dull black w'ood set round with gaudy
parrot feathers.
"What do you call it?" said the Chinee.
" I dunno. What do you guess?"
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“Well, it might be one of those things you
carry round for good luck — like a rabbit’s
foot/'
“Yes; or like that leather thing you see
Catholic fellers wearin’ round their necks when
they’re in swininiin’.”
“That's it; it’s something like that/’ said the
Chinee.
They proceeded to divide the spoil, cutting it
into equal parts to the nicety of a hair. Then,
putting out their light, they applied themselves
to observation, hoping to be able to see the
exact moment when the King should discover
his loss.
•Til bet it’ll be exciting when he does,” said
Pink.
“When he finds that’s gone,” said the Chinee
impressively, “he’ll just begin to live.”
The Twins were at last compelled to go to
bed unsatisfied. The King noticed nothing that
evening. But their excitement was not long
delayed. In the early morning, before the dawn
was yet very distinct, they were awakened sud¬
denly by a strange noise.
“What is it?” whispered Pink.
The Chinee was already out of bed, on the
floor.
“Come here,” he said, beckoning energeti¬
cally; “he’s found it.”
“Look at there,” he continued with pride.
“Oh, Lord,” said Pink, looking, “ain’t he just
doing things? Ain’t he, though? And ain’t he
stacked up that room some? There ain’t a thing
left standin’ in it, is there? Oh, look at him now.
Look at him roll his eyes and wave his arms
round and talk to himself. Wouldn’t that give
you the shivers?”
“Ain’t it great?” said the Chinee apprecia¬
tively.
The Twins feasted on their victim’s alternate
periods of paroxysm and quiet until the break¬
fast hour. When they arrived at the meal, the
King was already there, more silent and morose
and dignified than ever.
The two conspirators held conferences all
day, and a long one after hours in the after¬
noon.
“Say, Chine,” suggested Pink, “that thing
must be pretty important to him, mustn’t
it?”
“Yeh.”
“Well, say, what are you goin’ to do with
your half — bury it?”
“You can if you want to; I’m goin’ to wear
mine under my clothes,” said the Chinee, indi¬
cating its present location on his person.
“Well, then, 1 suppose I’ll have to,” said
Pink, rather reluctantly; “but supposin’ he
caught you with it?”
“Oh, what could he do, if he did? You make
me tired.”
The conference proceeded to plans for the
future.
“We’ve only just begun with him,” an¬
nounced the Chinee.
“What’s it goin’ to be now?” asked Pink.
“Oh, I dunno, but we can stir him up some
way.”
“That’s right; there’s more’n one way to do
it. 1 s’pose.”
“There w'as a feller I knew once,” said the
Chinee reminiscently, “told me this story:
Once when his folks w'as away, they had a hired
girl he didn’t like — one of these uglv things
that was never decent to him. So he sw'ore he’d
get even with her.
“So they had one of these speakin’ tubes in
her room, w f hich they hadn’t ever used. And
the girl hadn’t been over a great while, so she
didn’t know r anything about ’em.
“So the first night, after she’d gone to bed.
he sneaks dowmstairs and he goes up to the
speakin’ tube, and groans, and hollers:
" Four days more,—
One. two, three, four.
God have mercy on your soul!
just like that.
“Well, he was goin’ to keep on the next night
countin’ three, and the next night tw f o— like
that. Only the Second night she went looney.
Yes, sir, she went wanderin’ around her room
all night. Then they had to take her to an
asylum.”
“Seems kind o’ hard on the girl,” ventured
Pink.
“Oh, I dunno,” said the carnivorous Chinee.
“ I’d ’a ’ done it, if any girl treated me the way
she did him.”
“Well, what 1 was goin’ to say w r as,” con¬
tinued the Chinee, “why can’t we work the
tick-tack that way on the old King’s window?
Of course, you couldn’t say anything, but he’d
catch on. You can get a good deal of expression
wdth a tick-tack, if you work it right. You take
it one — two — three — four — like that —
just like tollin’ a bell.”
The King being away that afternoon, the
tick-tack was easily established. It worked that
night beyond belief. The Twins retired to bed
highly gratified.
“Say, we’ve struck it rich,” said the Chinee
proudly. “I’ll bet you there ain’t many fellers
of our age ever saw anything like that in a civ¬
ilized country like this before.”
“That’s so,” said Pink. “Only I hope he
w ? on’t catch us at it,” he added a little un¬
easily.
GEORGE KIBBE TURNER
443
The next day at noon recess the Twins re¬
turned to their room for recitation. The place
presented a most unusual scene of disorder.
"Say, who's been pawin’ over my clothes?"
said the Chinee belligerently. "You?"
“No, I ain’t, but somebody has, and mine,
too."
“Well, I’d like to catch the feller that did,"
said the Chinee. “I’d kill him."
Stacking a room was no unusual affair; it
had passed out of the minds of the Twins by
night.
At the first available moment in the evening
the operations with the tick-tack were resumed.
Pink was in command. Suddenly the string
gave way and came back loosely into his
hand.
"Say, look at that. Chine," he said quickly.
“How'd that happen?" said the Chinee.
“It just broke away in my hand. Say, you
don’t s’pose he’s had a tick-tack worked on him
before?" whispered Pink.
The Chinee was already on his stomach be¬
fore the hole.
“There ain’t any light in there," he said.
“ It’s black as your hat.”
"He was in there just a minute ago, wasn’t
he?"
“Uh-huh!"
“Well, that’s funny, ain’t it?"
“I guess he’s gone down to see Mose," said
the Chinee finally, “and the tick-tack just wore
off on the corner there."
“Well, by jiminy. Chine," said Pink, "I’m
glad of that; I was afraid he’d caught onto us
at first."
“Say," he said abruptly, after a little silence,
“it wouldn't be so funny if he got to huntin’us
instead of our huntin’ him, would it?"
The next evening it was discovered that the
King's room was again dark. The Twins put
out their own light, and listened by the hole in
the wall.
"I’ll bet there's somebody in there,” said
Pink. "Seems as if I could hear him breathin’,
and every now and then there's something rub-
bin' up against the wall."
"Oh, he’s in there all right,” said the Chinee.
Both Twins were unusually thoughtful when
they went to bed. Each was discovered by the
other to be awake very early in the morning,
staring at the ceiling.
"Pink?” said the Chinee interrogatively.
"Yeh."
"Have you slept well the last two nights?"
"No."
" Have you heard anything?"
"Well, yes, I have; I keep thinking I hear
somebody singin’."
" Do you hone stly?"
"Yes, I do. Do you?"
"Well, I thought I did. Probably it’s our
imagination."
“Well, if it is true, it’s the worst thing I ever
heard."
The Chinee turned over on his side.
"Say, look at here," he said, “was your
things left like that last night?"
Both Twins stiffened up in bed. "No, they
weren’t."
"This room’s been pawed over again, then.
Say, this thing’s got to stop."
The Twins got up and investigated.
"Come here," said Pink in a strained voice.
"Look at this."
"What is it?"
" I t's a tract — one of those things the King’s
always carryin' round with him."
"Well?"
"Well, you see now who’s pawin’ over our
things. It’s him. He’s been in here and dropped
it while we’ve been asleep. He’s lookin’ for ibis,
and if he finds it -"
"Say," continued Pink, after a period of
thought, "this thing’s gettin’ too much forme."
"Oh, rats!"
"Well, it is. You can’t tell what he might
do to us."
“Well, what could he do?"
“He could do anything; he could murder us,
if he got mad enough."
"Aw, go on!” said the valiant Chinee.
Nevertheless, that night — that long-remem¬
bered night — the Chinee locked and helped to
barricade the door. The bureau and washstand
were set against it, and a chair propped up under
the knob to reinforce the lock.
It was determined that a thorough watch
should be kept. The light went out; perfect
silence was preserved; a constant lookout was
maintained at the hole in the wall; yet’nothing
was accomplished but a strengthening of the
suspicions of the Twins.
It was coal-black in the other room.
"He’s there listenin'," said Pink.
“Well," said the Chinee at last, "let him
listen. 1 'm going to bed."
Pink followed his example. Both were soon
in bed.
Suddenly, in the middle of the night, that
strange noise again — a low, crooning chant and
the sound of metal. Each Twin lay stiff on his
back, his eyes fixed on the ceiling, waiting for
the other.
"Pink, Pink ," whispered the Chinee at last,
“is that you?"
"Did you hear it, too?" answered his bed¬
fellow.
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THE CANNIBAL KING
The Chinee had already left the bed.
“ It's lint” said Pink, following after him.
“He's lighted up," announced the Chinee,
uncovering the hole.
“Oh, cracky, Pink!" he gasped, emerging.
“ Here’s something new. Oh, just look at that !"
“O, Lordy!" shuddered the terrified Pink,
“where do you s'pose he got that? Ain’t that
the biggest knife you ever saw? Ain't that
awful?’' He gave way to the Chinee.
“There it is again," he said. The crooning
song and the sound of metal again floated regu¬
larly and monotonously through the hole in the
wall.
“What's he doin’?”
“ He’s singin’."
"That’s it," said Pink, “that's what we’ve
been listenin’ to. Oh, just listen to that!"
“He’s just sittin' there," stated the Chinee,
“singin' and sharpenin', and sharpenin’ and
singin’. Oh, he’s lavin’ for us all right.”
“ I thought it would come to something like
this," said Pink despondently.
The affair affected the Chinee differently.
“Talk about your excitement,” he said, with
great earnestness.
There was a weakness which had always
handicapped the Chinee in the face of danger.
It was giggling. The stimulus was now too
great. He began to giggle.
“ Shut — up!” pleaded Pink frantically. “ He’ll
hear you. Oh, please!”
“Did you see him hoppin’ round?" said the
Chinee. “Oh, ain’t he a sight?"
He started off again. Pink covered up the
hole and began earnestly to punch him and
kick his shins.
Suddenly there was a new movement in the
other room.
“He’s goin' toward the door," gasped Pink.
“I bet he’s heard you. He has—he has! He’s
coming. Come over to the door and push —
quick.”
“Don’t say anything," said the straining
Chinee, through his teeth; “just push."
The two boys, grasping the carpet with their
bare toes, threw the whole weight of their small
bodies and vigorous young souls into the
reinforcement of the barricade.
The knob turned without a sound, and an
awful, silent strain came suddenly on the door.
For a big, breathless minute it continued.
Then it fell away. The old lock, backed by
the barricade, the chair, and the Twins, had
held. The soft steps in the hallway died away,
and the Twins were safe.
“Is he gone, Chine?” whispered Pink, still
straining.
“ Yeh."
“Sure?"
“Yeh."
“Now what’ll we do?"
“Oh. we’ll figure out something," said the
hopeful Chinee.
Two days and two nights this thing continued.
Two awful days and nights the savage stalked
the terrified Twins, seeking to come upon them
alone. Two awful days the Twins came in
early to prayers and recitations and dinner;
two days they devised and planned and suffered
and herded closely with their kind. Two awful
nights they lay with their eyes glued to the hole
in the wall, and listened, with the barricade
against the door.
“If we’re goin' to do anything, we’d better
get at it pretty quick," said Pink, the second
day. “ If this thing keeps on I'm going to cut
and run home."
“ I wisht I understood just exactly w'hat ailed
him," answered the Chinee thoughtfully.
“I tell you what," said Pink; “let's see what
we can find in Mose's library."
The Tw ; ins were accordingly soon seated in
Mose’s library during study hours, solemnly
looking over the “Encyclopedia of Nations."
The Chinee was reading:
“'Zozo, The. — An extremely savage tribe in
Western Africa, best known from their strange
susceptibility to religious excitement. These
strange people are extreme fetish [that's a
kind of idol] worshipers, and are supposed to be
cannibals. They are said to have a belief that
if they lose their personal fetish in any way they
are destined to meet their death immediately,
and such happenings render them uncontrol¬
lably feiocious. They are exceedingly fierce in
their wars and personal feuds, and have most
peculiar and revolting ways of torturing their
enemies.' That's all."
“I wish it had gone a little further," said
Pink wistfully. “ I should kind of like to know
just what they do."
“Sounds a little fierce, don't it?" said the
Chinee, moistening his lips.
“Well, I guess it does."
“ I tell you w'hat let's do," said the Chinee;
“let's talk to Bill about it."
Bill was the captain of the football team. His
prestige was enormous. He was the ruler of
the school by divine right. His influence
was greater than that of all the teachers
who had labored in the institution since its
foundation.
Bill being persuaded, the trio proceeded up¬
stairs, the Twins galloping in the lead, striking
the front of every stair with the toes of their
shoes, and Bill proceeding behind, with the
stately gravity of a real football captain.
A LOW CROONING CHANT AND THE SOUND OF METAL’’
"I'll tell it to you, Bill, just the way it is,”
said Pink, when they were settled in the room.
He then proceeded with the telling of the tale.
Bill was incredulous.
“Here, you young devils,” said he, “don’t
you try to work any of your fairy tales on me.
What are you givin’ us, anyway?”
“Honest, Bill, it’s true,” said Pink. “So
help me.”
“Cross my heart,” said the Chinee.
The story continued to its end.
“Where is he now?” said Bill.
“ He’s gone in to town with Mose to get a new
Sunday-school quarterly or something. Maybe
he’s getting ready for the lecture to-morrow
night.”
“Why don’t you put it back?”
“ Put it back? How can we put it back when
this wild Texas Indian has cut it in halves and
dared me to wear my piece around my neck as
long as he does.”
“I’ve got the end with the most parrot
feathers,” said the Chinee irrelevantly, dragging
out his section from its hiding-place in his
clothes.
“Why don’t you tell Mose?” said Bill, dis¬
regarding him.
“Tell Mose!” said the aroused Chinee. “What
could Mose do? No, by cracky, I don’t run
to Mose every time 1 fall down and hurt myself.
But I tell you what, Bill, I’ve got a scheme
that’s worth it. If you’ll only help us, we'll
get out of it all right.”
The Chinee then explained his plan. It was
found eminently reasonable, and exhilarating
as well. Even Bill, the aged senior and football
captain, renewed his lost youth and entered
into the spirit of the thing.
“Only,” said the Chinee, in conclusion,
“don’t let him have anything to throw. You
know those spears and things — we'll have to
swipe ’em.”
The rattling wagons of the farmers were gath¬
ering along dark country ways to the little ves¬
try. It was the night of the lecture by the Heir
of the Zozos. The crowd from Middleton
School arrived in their springless farm-wagon,
with boards laid across the top of the box as
seats.
Inside the little bare room, with its dim
bracket-lamps along the wall, was the noise of
heavy boots and the scraping of settees on the
uncarpeted floor. Upon the raised platform,
with its covering of red ingrain carpet, the pastor
and the King satsidebvsideon the old-fashioned
haircloth sofa. The Twins occupied seats to¬
gether in the second row. Before them, a little
to one side, sat Bill, the football captain. The
forces were now drawn up.
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446
At last the noise of getting seated died away,
and the pastor, a mild, weak-featured man with
a grayish beard, arose. The King, though
taught in English before he reached the school,
was still far from fluent. He always needed an
exhibitor.
The pastor began: “ I know we are all glad
to have with us to-night a brother from the
heathen heart of poor, benighted Africa, and
that we shall be still more glad to hear the
message he has to bring to us. A prince by
birth and regal right, he has yet renounced
the honors which are his own, and come here
to obtain that which is beyond all price, and
to take it home with him to his own people.
“ I want to say here that, through some un¬
explained misfortune, the instruments of war
which he usually displays have in some way
been misplaced or lost on his way to the vestry.
But he will show you many other curious things,
and will pray and speak and sing in his own
strange tongue. And I am sure that there is not
one of us present here who will not be delighted
with what he will see and hear to-night. 1 will
first ask our friend to lead with a song in his
own language/'
The Twins were very restive. The King be¬
gan to sing. Somehow, he did not display his
usual enthusiasm. He seemed moody and de¬
jected. His song dragged and droned. Old
Mose noticed it, and glanced up from beneath
his reverent eyebrows. At the close the Twins
could stand it no longer. They gave the signal
to Bill.
The King was to give a native speech next, but
it was never given. As he started up, the Twins
simultaneously dragged to light the ruffled re¬
mains of the idol, and dangled them tauntingly
before his outraged eyes. The Chinee laid his
part tenderly in the hollow of his arm, like a doll,
and began to fondle it; Pink held his portion
upside down, and stealthily waved it back and
forth before him. The eve of the tortured ex¬
savage caught in a moment the bright-colored
objects in their hands.
For a moment the restraint of the place was
heavy upon him. Then the blood of a thousand
howling ancestors cried aloud in his veins. He
stiffened with anger, reached down in his coat,
and brought to light the terrible knife. With a
wild yell he had left the platform to fall upon
the defenseless Twins. But, as he made his
spring, the football captain, closing in on his
flank, caught him in a beautiful tackle about his
waist. They went down together in the most
approved style, the big knife clanking and clat¬
tering on the floor as the negro dropped it.
Half a dozen boys and a couple of big farmers
were upon the prostrate King in an instant, and
the face of Mose was looking sternly and won-
** the blood of a thousand howling ancestors
RUSHED TO HIS BRAIN ”
THE DOVES
deringly down upon him. The Twins, having
concealed the remains of the idol, looked sadly
and innocently down upon the scene from where
they stood upon their settees. Mose appre¬
ciated the situation immediately.
“What have you been doing now?'* he said.
“It must have been this, sir/' said the deep¬
reasoning Chinee, producing his half of the idol.
“What is this?” said Mose, taking it.
“ I dunno, sir. I just saw r it in his room, and I
took it, sir. Maybe it's a kind of an idol. Prob¬
ably you could tell from showin' it to him, sir.”
The principal quickly verified the Texan's
position from the spasms of the King. Nothing
could be done to calm the frenzy of the victim.
He lay on his back and called loudly for the
lives of the Twins. The minister and Mose
failed utterly to pacify him. In the meantime
the men and boys in the foreground wondered,
and the women, huddled together in the rear
of the vestry, feared greatly. The Twins were
the only really calm individuals in the building.
The principal finally gave up the idea of
pacification.
“ I am at least glad to discover w'hat we have
been harboring,” he exclaimed to the minister.
He then assigned to four of the largest
boys the congenial task of holding down the
infuriated King during his conveyance back
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to the school, where he was put into close
confinement.
Mose himself drove back by wav of the
telegraph office, and sent the following mes¬
sage to the missionary sponsor of the King:
“Distressing outbreak of savage nature on
part of your ward. Demands to return to Africa.
Unsafe for him to remain here. Come at once.”
When he returned to the school again, he
sought out the Twins.
“This is pretty serious business, young men,”
he said solemnly, “and you are responsible.
You will have to take the consequences.”
“Didn't you say you were glad he was ex¬
posed, sir?” asked the innocent Chinee.
“When I want to discuss these things with
you, young man,” said Mose savagely, “I'll tell
you so. You come and see me to-morrow in my
study. And you, too, young man. I want you
both.”
“Yes, sir.”
The Twins, covered with a proper sobriety,
marched in silence out of the principal's sight
and up into the dormitory. There, for the first
time since their triumph, they met the football
captain.
“Oh!” said the Twins, in simultaneous
admiration. “Oh, Bill, but that was a dandy
tackle!”
THE DOVES
BY
KATHARINE TYNAN
T HE house where I was born.
Where I w'as young and gay,
Grows old amid its corn,
Amid its scented hay.
Moan of the cushat dove,
In silence rich and deep;
The old head I love
Nods to its quiet sleep.
Where once w r ere nine and ten
Now' tw r o keep house together;
The doves moan and complain
AH day in the still weather.
What wind, bitter and great,
Has swept the country’s face.
Altered, made desolate
The heart-remembered place?
What wind, bitter and w f ild,
Has swept the towering trees
Beneath whose shade a child
Long since gathered heartsease?
Under the golden eaves
The house is still and sad,
As though it grieves and grieves
For many a lass and lad.
The cushat doves complain
All day in the still weather;
Where once were nine or ten
But two keep house together.
CONFESSIONS
OF A MODERATE DRINKER
Note: The following article, by a well-known novelist, is published anonymously. It is
interesting not only as a record of personal experience, but as the observation of a candid and
unprejudiced mind upon a very vital subject. [Editor.]
M Y experience as a user of alco¬
holic beverages is entirely differ¬
ent from that described by most
temperance advocates and some
fiction writers. And yet, in its
essential features, it is, ! believe, far more
typical of the average experience of the great
majority of men who drink.
The attack against alcohol is led by those
who either have had no personal experience in
the matter or else have had such a tragic expe¬
rience that their judgment, naturally, is warped.
The citing of extreme cases, the depiction of
" horrible examples/' with their vivid emotional
appeal, may and frequently do produce more
than a merely temporary effect upon impression¬
able hearers. 1 have no desire to disparage
well-meaning efforts in a sincere and altruistic
cause. Nevertheless, I have seen cases where
just such methods have defeated their own
ends. For instance, every young man in the
actual every-day world of reality cannot help
observing that a great many use alcohol, and
that only a small percentage of these abuse it;
that many drink, and only a few become drunk¬
ards. This comes to him, in some cases, as an
astonishing revelation, in view of what he has
been carefully taught to believe — and it is
only too apt to make him discredit all the well-
intended but sometimes intemperate methods
of temperance advocates. He begins to smile
at their "fanaticism," and becomes cynical and
skeptical with regard to the whole matter, with
results that are sometimes disastrous to himself
and to the cause of temperance.
However that may be, it has often occurred
to me that if a man like myself, representing
the vast majority of drinkers, not the small
minority, were to tell the actual history of his
own personal experience in the use of alcoholic
beverages,— how he began, why he drank,
what came of it, and what he now honestly
thinks about the matter,— such a storv, while
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not sensational, might be of some value at this
time, when so much attention is directed to
the matter.
How I Began to Drink
1 began drinking nearly a quarter of a century
ago, while still a boy at a preparatory school —
if an occasional taste of beverages that had
alcohol in them can be called "drinking/’
When a confession of this sort is made, it is
traditional to lay the blame for one’s first false
step upon "evil associates." I have no such
excuse, and am of the opinion that such excuses
are usually nonsense. A young man is not led
into drinking because his associates want him
to drink; on the contrary, he seeks such asso¬
ciates because he wants to drink. Among
manly American boys it is not so "hard to say
no" as it is fictionally represented to be. As
I recall it, if a boy said it quietly, but as if he
meant it, — neither like a sanctimonious prig
nor a scared weakling, — he was always liked
and respected for it by his associates, even
when they were "evil." My reason for begin¬
ning to drink was that 1 wanted to.
1 wanted to — here again, I fear, I shall
offend temperance workers— because so many
well-meaning older people wanted me not to.
They talked about it so much that they
aroused my curiosity. They wrapped the
whole matter in a glamour of mysterious
interest. At any rate, they thoroughly con¬
vinced me that drinking was delightful and
dangerous. Either quality alone would have
made it interesting. With both together it
was irresistible. They literally made my
young mouth water. So I tried it.
My first drink was a cocktail, and it was an
enormous disappointment. It was almost as
disillusionizing as my first cigar. Cigar smoke
had always smelled so good: the taste was so
different. A cocktail sounded so gay and
delicious: it tasted so flat and nasty. This
CONFESSIONS OF A MODERATE DRINKER
449
thing they all made so much fuss about was
not what it had been cracked up to be, just as
the “gin palaces/’ which had been pictured as
such brilliant and beautiful places, proved
vulgar, garish resorts, whose decorations and
whose boozy, raucous habitues offended my
fastidious young taste, though I examined both
with considerable interest, especially, I will
add, the lascivious pictures.
The fondly imagined delight of drink was
absent, but the danger was left. The chief
danger at that time was the danger of being
caught. The rules of the school were strict;
therefore, we resented and evaded them. 1
can honestly say that the only pleasure of my
early experiments in drinking was the thrill and
zest of adventure. We did not consider it
“smart” to drink, or “manly,” — another tra¬
ditional view, — but we did consider it fun to
evade the masters.
1 do not wish to seem satirical or unfair to
my masters and advisers. They meant well
by me. But that is not the point. I am
merely telling the actual, practical result of
their well-meaning efforts. I shall not venture
to offer any substitute for their methods,
though I do feel that it should be recognized
that drinking is not due to an instinctive desire,
like some other vices. It is quite artificial,
and can be begun only by exterior suggestion —
in some cases, by seeing others drink; in some
cases, by reading of hot punches and mulled ale
in Dickens; in my own case, by precepts and
regulations against drinking.
Reasons Why I Never Drank to Excess
However, my early experiments in drinking
were quite innocent. Owing to a Christian
training by really noble parents in a delightful
home, 1 had a deep-rooted moral objection to
getting drunk, if not to drinking, and also what
must be called, for lack of a better name, a
“class” objection to it, which I really believe
was the more potent influence of the two. To
get “tight” was not in accord with my ideals of
a “gentleman” or a gentleman’s son. To be a
sport was never at any time my ambition.
Besides, I was in training most of the school
year, and during vacations usually in the woods,
fishing and camping.
To be a great athlete was my ambition, and
I had it upon the authority of men 1 really
respected and who talked my own language
that, to attain that sununum bonum , one must
“cutout the booze.” Perhaps the chief bene¬
fit of athletics is that they supply what Presi¬
dent Eliot calls “a new' and effective motive
for resisting all sins which weaken or cripple
the body.” Some of our coaches from the
colleges, however, those worshipful demigods,
offered us strange examples, I used to think;
and 1 said so, too, later, when at college I had
become of some importance in the athletic
world myself, and where, according to my lights,
I endeavored to be a better example to those
who now looked up to me — an example of
how to drink, not how to abstain from drink¬
ing. There were plenty of examples of the
latter; of the former there were few. 1 may
have done a little good, or much harm, or
neither. 1 do not know.
There was still another reason why I drank
seldom and sparingly during this youthful
period. My parents never asked me to make
any promises in the matter of my behavior.
If they had exacted a promise, I cannot say
what would have happened. I like to think I
should have kept it. But I do not know. I
only know that many, if not most, of thosewho
went to worse excesses had made such promises.
A promise of that sort once broken, as it usually
is, though not invariably, has a terrifically de¬
moralizing effect. It is as unfair as it is unwise
to exact it of a child.
There were several reasons why I began
drinking more after finishing the study for my
career. Contrary to the plans and wishes of
my people, I had struck out for myself in a
strange city. I had broken with family tradi¬
tions and was removed from family influences.
I was earning my own living. My income was
small, but my sense of independence great. I
was no longer known as the son of my father.
I was free to do as I pleased, and I gloried in
my freedom, even in the physical discomforts
of a greatly reduced income, with its hall-bed-
room scale of living. 1 could drink, for instance,
when and where I pleased, without the dis¬
quieting sense of misappropriating funds from
home or offering a bad example to younger
men who looked up to me. There was no one
to look up to me. I was no longer a big man
in college, but an infinitesimal one in a very
large world.
I cannot say that 1 soon “drifted into drink¬
ing habits,” for there was no habit about it as
yet. Like many men who drink, sometimes I
took a good deal — though I did not get drunk
— and sometimes I got out of the way of taking
anything at all. But drinking w'ith a congenial
crowd was one of my diversions, and it was a
real satisfaction and pleasure. There were so
few other things to do in the evenings when I
came home, dog-tired. I was never fond of
reading; my cramped quarters were small and
stuffy; I belonged to no clubs; and the few
family friends 1 had were usually engaged in
the evening. I soon got over my prejudice
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CONFESSIONS OF A MODERATE DRINKER
against “gilded gin palaces, 1 ’ and learned to
like cocktails and nearly every other form of
alcohol. But the use of such beverages had
not become habitual with me. It was not a
necessity, merely a luxury, which 1 enjoyed
keenly — for its association more than for
itself— and which I did not abuse. “It is not
the use but the abuse that is evil," I used to
tell myself, quoting a character in one of Dr.
Weir Mitchell's books.
Later, however, while living at clubs and
dining out frequently, I got into the way of
consuming more or less alcohol every day. I
took it as a matter of course, as one partakes
of dessert, coffee, tobacco. I did not give the
matter much thought, except to look upon
dining with people who had nothing to drink
upon their tables as something of a bore, like
being deprived of the pleasure of smoking after
dinner; and usually, when such was to be my
fate, I dropped in at the club, on my way, for a
cocktail or two. I became, in time, rather
wise in wines, learned a good deal about their
vintages, was fastidious about their temperature
and handling. I was considered something of
a connoisseur. To this day, 1 believe, there is
in one of the best-known bars in the country
a certain cocktail that bears my name. I
used to be rather proud of that honor, too.
It is rather curious that one who began by
hating cocktails should end by giving one his
name.
Occasional Intoxication Physically Less
Harmful than Daily Moderate Drinking
To those accustomed to the moral literature
of alcohol it may seem high time to tell how
the thing “grew upon me," how, “gradually,
almost imperceptibly," my daily potations in¬
creased, until at last I found myself in the full
clutches of the demon Rum. But I have no
such story to tell. 1 remained a moderate
drinker, a somewhat more moderate one, in
fact, as I grew older, and certainly a much
wiser one as to indigestible mixtures. No
cause is helped by lying about it. Nine out of
ten moderate drinkers do not fill drunkards'
graves. They remain moderate drinkers, or
stop entirely. I may as well say, once for all,
that I have never been completely under the
influence of alcohol in my life. Such is not the
moral of these confessions.
But I have a moral, or else I would not make
them, which may also be valuable. At any
rate, it is more applicable to the vast majority
who, like me, have been daily moderate drinkers
for years and complacently consider themselves
sensible in this matter.
I do not hesitate to affirm that what I had
been doing all these years was {physically
speaking only) worse than if I had got thor¬
oughly drunk once in a while, like some of my
friends, and the rest of the time remained, like
them, “on the water-wagon." I do not refer,
of course, to the moral or social effects of occa¬
sional drunkenness, or of what it may lead to
in the way of habitual drunkenness, other vices,
and sometimes crimes. Physically speaking,
occasional intoxication may, as certain scien¬
tists declare, have a certain benefit at times;
but daily drinking is almost invariably harmful.
The average liver and nervous system can
assimilate only a certain rather small amount
of alcohol each twenty-four hours. For some
years I had been giving mine just a little more
than was good for them, practically every day,
with none of the complete relaxation, the new
lease of life, sometimes — though not often, I
fancy— produced by intoxication upon the
overworked mentalities.
This view of the matter had never even
occurred to me. 1 knew that the highly colored
charts exhibited to us in school days were mis¬
leading, — as, indeed, they were,— and so I
had assumed that the only real evil of moderate
drinking was the danger of immoderate drink¬
ing. As a matter of fact, in the majority of
cases the great evil of moderate drinking is
moderate drinking. Of course, it is a ques¬
tion of terms. Some men drink so sparingly
that they can and do keep it up all their lives
without incurring the slightest harm. But the
majority of moderate drinkers are hurt by it,
soon or late. Their very strength is their
weakness.
Total Abstention Not Difficult for the
Moderate TDrinker
In my own case I was not permanently in¬
jured. for I woke up, in time, as to what was
the matter with me. Of course, 1 was loath to
admit it. I persisted in calling my gout rheu¬
matism, and, even when obliged to call it gout,
I accused certain ancestors. My nervousness
I attributed to overwork— which to some
extent was also just. But when a famous
physician, a good friend and club-mate of mine,
said with calm authority, “The trouble with
you is that you drink too much," then I saw
at last that I should have to call a halt. Me
knew more about alcohol— and about me, too
— than I did.
I was amused, and I was angry also. A
sensible man of my sort a victim of drink, after
all! It was absurd. But it seemed to be
true.
CONFESSIONS OF A MODERATE DRINKER
1 decided to try the experiment of stopping
entirely. Now, it must be remembered that a
man approaching middle age does not like to
break in upon his regular habits, and that one
of my regular habits for years had been a cock¬
tail or two before dinner, wine or whisky and
water at dinner, and a few more drinks before
bed-time. This was almost as fixed as my
habit of refraining from stimulants to work on.
In fact, I never took anything in business hours
at all, and rarely at luncheon. It was no
wonder that I looked forward to the carrying
out of this decision as something of an
ordeal.
Well, I might now boast a bit of how severe
the struggle was, how bravely I fought, and
how 1 triumphantly conquered, showing what
a strong will I have. But, as a matter of fact
and personal history, that was not the way of
it at all. I stopped drinking. I did not enjoy
the process, but it was not hard. The "terrible
craving" one always hears of was conspicuous
for its absence. The deprivation was incon¬
venient, unpleasant, a great nuisance. I caught
my subconscious self looking forward to a
drink at the end of a hard day just as a woman
looks forward to her cup of afternoon tea. But
I doubt if it were any harder for me to leave off
my form of stimulation than for the average
tea-drinker to leave off his or hers. In my
case, stopping coffee at breakfast would be a
far more formidable undertaking, and giving
up my cigar afterward even worse.
While all this may be disappointing to
fanatics, who are few, it may be encouraging
to moderate drinkers, who are many, and who
may look upon stopping as something too
difficult to attempt.
Nor should it be supposed that I am an excep¬
tion. So many men are waking up to the folly
of alcohol as a daily beverage that every third
or fourth friend I run across nowadays, in the
half dozen clubs I frequent in town and in the
country, is "on the water-wagon." in more
than one of these clubs the falling off in the bar
receipts is becoming a serious financial con-
45 *
sideration. I take pains to question these
friends about it, and almost without exception
the answer is the same: "No, it wasn’t hard
at all after I made up my mind to it." The
exceptions who profess to be having a dreadful
time of it are usually young men— excessively
young. Your average active, useful citizen has
learned to discipline himself in so many ways,
to energize at the top notch of capacity, whether
he "feels like it" or not, to postpone or sacrifice
his pleasure entirely, that when it comes to
foregoing one more, the mere luxury of drink¬
ing, he generally goes ahead and does it, feeling
rather surprised that it is so easy.
Why {Moderate Drinking "Does Not Pay
It should be borne in mind that I am not
dealing with confirmed drunkenness, drinking
that has become an organic necessity. Inebriety
is a disease, as much so as tuberculosis, and
must be so considered and treated. I am deal¬
ing with the custom of drinking as it is practised
by the great majority of men who drink at all.
And, for that very reason, I think that testi¬
mony like mine should be suggestive and val¬
uable. I have absolutely no prejudice against
the custom; and yet, though I never abused
it, socially speaking, and am still a wor¬
shiper of Dionysus (from afar), I do not
hesitate to declare that moderate drinking does
not pay.
I have tried it. I know. No one can tell
me anything about its joys and satisfactions.
I have also tried total abstinence. As a con¬
sequence, I feel better, sleep better, work
better, enjoy life more, and have increased my
usefulness as a citizen.
Drinking is a pleasure that may be innocent,
but must be paid for, like sitting up late to
play bridge or to finish a novel; a recreation
with something to be said for it, like speeding
an automobile, exciting, but dangerous; an
indulgence, like overwork, which sometimes
seems necessary, but is seldom worth the price.
Drinking does not pay.
THE MAN HIGHER UP
BY
EDWARD B. WATERWORTH
ILLUSTRATIONS BY JAY HAMBIDGE
T ONY ME LL 1 N 1 , manager of Casey's,
mechanically polished the shining
bar as he spoke earnestly to a young
policeman who, leaning his elbow
against the rail, stood gazing at the
floor, with a thoughtful scowl.
“You might as well fall in line. There's no
use bucking them people. They’re in too
strong, Connie."
“ 1 know they've got the drag, all right,"
said Policeman Clanahan slowly, “but this is
goin' pretty far, Tony."
“Sure. They wouldn't have let the gang
beat that fellow up so bad if Jim himself had
been behind the bar. But there wasn’t no use
of your pinchin' McGinnis. You'll lose your
case, sure."
And Tony stepped down the bar, condescend¬
ingly to fill a can with beer for a youth who,
serving as Ganymede for some of his ilk gathered
45 2
socially in a near-by alley, had demanded “five
cents' wort'."
“You acted that way at first on the Sunday
closin' law business," continued Tony in a low
tone, after dexterously snapping the nickel into
the register, “an* you couldn't make them cases
stick. Better get in line," he added, with a
keen glance at two young men who entered;
then, stepping before them, he rubbed the bar
with a non-committal towel.
The men spent freely, and Tony thawed,
even gracing their conversation with an occa¬
sional suave remark, adding an invitation to
call again as they departed through the swing¬
ing doors.
“ But this McGinnis beat the young fellow' up
somethin' awful," expostulated the policeman,
when they were once more alone; “might have
killed him. McGinnis is a brute when hes
full."
EDWARD B. WATERWORTH
“That feller was full of booze and out havin'
a good time,” answered Tony contemptuously.
“ Probably holds down a ten-per job in some
dry-goods joint. He’d be so afraid of his place
he wouldn't have made no holler. Did he say
he’d prosecute?"
“No," admitted the patrolman. "He got
to cryin’ in the cell where we put him to sober
up, and said he wanted to go home. The ser¬
geant turned McGinnis loose when 1 brought
him in."
"Of course he did," said Tony confidently;
"that's what I'm telling you. Cheap guys
like this young chap you’re talkin’ about go
around in tough joints just to brag about it
and make out they're sports. When they
get anything like that, it's what’s cornin’ to
them."
With a cordially deferential air, Tony slid
quickly down the bar to greet two ward poli¬
ticians. giving an extra rub to the counter as
he smilingly took their orders, and withdrawing
discreetly as their low tones showed their dis¬
cussion to be of some private matter.
"You see, Connie," he continued, lowering
his voice, even though the visitors had departed,
"you’ve a good thing here. This ain't no ward
protection the district's got; it comes from
higher up."
Again assuming his professional air as a
stream of visitors filtered into the "garden"
behind the saloon, Tony prepared for midnight
business; he glanced at his assistants, who just
then entered and drew on their white jackets
in preparation for the business of the night,
and gave curt orders to the waiters, who be¬
stirred themselves as the after-theater trade
began to grow.
Policeman Clanahan walked slowly to the
street. Of no mean experience, of good record
on the force, which he had entered on the crest
of a party wave by virtue of the friendliness of
his ward leader, he had just been transferred
from the residence district w r here he had lately
been stationed.
In that district, so adept had he proved at
overhauling and subduing a coterie of burglars,
who had profitably established themselves in
the neighborhood before his arrival, that warm
indorsements had come in from prominent
citizens and he had been mentioned in the
press.
The political leaders had promptly trans¬
ferred him to a party ward. With the approval
of these same citizens behind him, the dominat¬
ing faction could point to Clanahan as a good
officer in case conditions in their ward aroused
complaints.
“If there's any racket about the way things
453
happen to go among the boys," remarked
Mr. John Maguire, admittedly the district
power, "or if them West-Enders should make
a noise in church meetin’s, we can show
that we re putting the cops they support on
the beat."
And Stein, his right-hand man, to whom he
spoke in private conclave, nodded approvingly
and said the necessary words to the Police
Board. As for Clanahan, no one expected
trouble from him.
But the policeman, filled with that idea of
doing his duty which is so often characteristic
of and embarrassing in a new officer, caused
perplexity to those in control by trying to en¬
force the Sunday closing law. Moreover, when
contemptuously laughed at in a political
stronghold, he had promptly hustled the bar¬
tender to the nearest patrol-box and summoned
the wagon with a businesslike air that caused a
hurried exodus of patrons from the saloon and
its enforced closing for a couple of hours by an
infuriated proprietor.
True, the sergeant had at once released the
bartender; and Clanahan, smarting under a
rebuke, had noticed later in the day, as he
walked sullenly past the place, that it had re¬
opened. But it was an irritating incident for
his ward-created superiors, and they discussed
it peevishly.
"Here we goes and gets them fellers jobs,
and they always starts in by doing the w'rong
thing," said Mr. Maguire moodily, with a
despondent shake of the head at such in¬
gratitude.
"Sure," added Stein, who, loud of clothes
and nasal of voice, transacted delicate details
for the higher powers when politics demanded;
"couldn’t the fool have seen that the front
door of that place w'as closed? What more
does any one want?"
"Clanahan said somethin' about women
being in the saloon," continued Maguire, still
worried, "an' if them papers gets hold of it,
they'll have somethin' to hang another kick
on."
"I told Clanahan to keep his head shut
about that," retorted Stein. "You've got to
have women in them places; they draw' the
trade."
"Clanahan has some fool idea in his head
about the law," pursued Maguire, W'ith irrita¬
tion.
"Well, did w r e make the law?" cried Stein,
slowly waving upturned palms in expostulation.
"What does he want to hurt us for? Goin'
back on his friends that way!"
And they pondered gloomily on the foolish¬
ness of young members of the force.
454
THE MAN HIGHER UP
•“BETTER GET A NEW GLASS WITH IT/
SAID CLANAHAN SOURLY"
To Clanahan, born in the atmosphere of a
political ward, the doctrine of spoils to the
victors was not an unholy thing. To receive a
visit from the unctuous Stein each month
(always on pay-day), and to part with four
dollars, for which he received a receipt for
one dollar as club dues, was to him natural and
to be expected.
What became of the three dollars not re¬
ceipted for he did not know or expect to know.
That some one got it, and that that some one
was not Stein, was a matter of course. If a
man worked his way to the head of the party,
wasn't it to be expected that he should have
some reward for his labors—for providing
jobs for his henchmen? Moreover, it would
be folly to expect him to collect it in per¬
son. Graft investigations might start at any
moment, even in those halcyon days of ma¬
chine prosperity. So some one must be pre¬
pared to "do time" if a jury of mistaken
impulses should ever take up the
matter. Was not Mike Calhoun do-
ing that very thing now?
"Mike's got an easy thing up at
the pen," chuckled a friend of the
incarcerated worker to Clanahan,
after a little matter of naturaliza¬
tion frauds had been affixed upon
the aforesaid Mr. Calhoun. "He's
got a job in the library, and is
havin' his pay sent to his wife,
so long as he don't squeal. But
think of Mike in the library — him
that can't even read!"
And the political friend wagged
his head approvingly as he thought
of how his party was standing by
its workers.
So the man in power got Clana-
han's dollars, or that portion not
allotted on their high way as per¬
quisites of minor satellites. And
Clanahan paid regularly; for he
knew that charges on trivial ex¬
cuses would follow promptly if he
did not, that complaining hoodlums
and saloon keepers would be prompted
to file affidavits against him, and
that his star and glory would dis¬
appear.
But, with innate honesty that
struggled to break forth, he could
not reconcile himself to "not see¬
ing" things he had sworn not only
to observe but to suppress; and
although he had unwillingly accepted
the inevitable, he failed to take
advantage of his opportunities in a
fashion that caused mild pity among his as¬
sociates.
Now', it is not discreet in political circles
even to hint that a policeman should "get
his" while there is a chance; and as sources
of revenue may be suspected or even known,
but still be kept under cover, the subject
is tabooed. But it is recognized that each
should have a certain perquisite if he has
fairly earned it.
A young policeman in a residence district
can get a reputation and little else; but for the
detectives and sergeants who "stand in" with
the powers above there is a rich harvest if they
operate discreetly. And gambling and women
are the chief sources.
Clanahan recalled how Tom O’Toole had
headed the gambling squad, after years of
zealous work for the party. He remembered
that Tom had suddenly appeared* in fine
clothes, invested in real estate and fast horses,
EDWARD B. WATERWORTH
455
and finally retired in prosperity. He also the faction lists who have some recollection of
knew that, while the newspapers had vainly early scriptural training, are as the sheep,
endeavored actually to connect the spread of honest yet stupid, while their own henchmen
gambling with the man supposed to suppress are not unfavorably compared to the goats,
it, they were still sure enough of their facts to shrewd and alert.
depict him in cartoons with his eyes shut and Yet, when the ever-recurring Nemesiscomes,
a faro layout behind him. in the form of an investigation by an exas-
Yet, no one said directly to Tom that it was perated public and earnest grand juries, manv
a feat of financial magnitude to spend $12,000 of the sheep are victims, while the goats escape,
yearly on a salary of $115 a month, and to save And this causes the " ring” to feel a mild pity
money besides. It was regarded as a shrewd for those who are not "in,” and studiously
move that he had retired from the force before to avoid hints in converse, when orders are
the reform wave, now several years back, had given, as to why such and such a loyal party
arrived. man should be allowed to evade some law.
Clanahan knew that he himself had been Clanahan was "in good.” He felt this,
moved to Maguire's ward as a sort of step up- although no one had ever told him so openly,
ward. His docility after his first outbreak had Yet the tribute he paid in his own mind was not
been recognized by a move to a precinct con- to the masters of the ring. It was rather to
sidered highly desirable by the ambitious of the those grizzled sergeants and sturdy veterans of
inner circle on the force. And now came a the force who had depended upon doing their
transfer for which many had longed. For he duty when ordered or falling back upon the
had been assigned to a beat in the
"Bad Lands,” and it w'as just before
the World’s Fair. Many a disap¬
pointed face was seen in his squad
when the choice became known, and
when the rumor spread, though not
directly, that Clanahan was " playin'
the fool,” a murmur of incredulity
arose in the inner circle.
Now, although corruption may
exist within a police force, it has
never been found that the force, as
a whole, was corrupt. Nine tenths
of the members do their work
earnestly, and would do it fully if
so permitted. But these, once the
"ring” is in command, must rec¬
ognize conditions over which they
have no control. Insistent doing
of one's full duty, with a faction
in power, may mean quick dis¬
missal on a trumped-up charge.
And when a man has spent years
in the Department, w’hen he has
no other calling to fall back upon,
when a family is growing up at
home, and when even the crown
of martyrdom is lacking for pen¬
alties after doing one’s duty, an
honest man has other things be¬
sides his principles to consider.
To keep the number of favored
ones on a force within moderate
limits is the object of the leaders,
for this means a larger proportion
of the spoils for themselves. The
vast majority of patrolmen and
officers, in the opinion of those of
THE MAN HIGHER UP
456
superiors' commands when instructed other¬
wise, and whose sole hope was to quit the
force honorably at their expiration of service
and to draw their benefit from the relief fund.
He knew that it was regarded as kismet that
a patrolman, innocent or guilty, should be the
scapegoat when the higher powers needed to
put the blame somewhere.
So, with a divided mind, he strolled into
the midnight, which was lighted as brilliantly
as day, walking thoughtfully past houses
whence issued hilarious music and laughter,
which nevertheless sounded of deepest despair,
and past glittering establishments where flar¬
ing lights only partly covered the deep gloom
of human souls.
It was a gorgeous resort he was compelled to
enter, the same night, in order to quell a dis¬
turbance that had arisen among the visitors.
These convivialists, after drinking freely of
champagne, insisted that a gilt-framed cheval-
glass was a proper target, and acted upon their
belief, with empty bottles as missiles.
The rooms, elaborately decorated with the
same gaudiness that characterized the painted,
bejeweled, and richly gowned proprietress,
were lighted by shaded electric lamps, over
which red silk draperies were drawn, in keep¬
ing with the hue of the walls. The piano, at
which sat a frightened inmate scarcely out of
her teens, was of the most costly make.
As Clanahan knew, this was one of the
best-known resorts of its kind in the city, and
its “pull" was too well established to be
denied.
The keeper sailed quickly forward as Clana¬
han, attracted by a negro maid frantically
beckoning from the step, entered the hall.
" Better get this fellow out of here, after I
make him pay up," she said, with the easy
authority of one who is sure of support, yet
with the familiarity that recognized the policy
of keeping on good terms with the officer on
the beat. "I'll see if I can’t make him cough
up for the mirror." For a huge crack and a
splintered section of glass on the floor showed
that one man’s aim had been good.
But the patron proved drunkenly obdurate,
and the shattered mirror brought no convic¬
tion to his fuddled brain. Yet, when Clana¬
han, after a short colloquy in which the
man vaguely and profanely expressed his
views, laid a hand upon his shoulder, the
sight of the uniform and the policeman’s star
brought a dim light of understanding to his
eyes.
"All ri\ all ri\ ofT’sher," he hiccuped thickly;
"be good fellah and have drink."
"You’re cornin’ with me," said Clanahan,
lifting him from the chair; and the parlor door
closed behind him as he led his prisoner into
the hall.
The movement aroused some of the man's
sleeping comprehension.
"See here, p’liceman," he commenced,
"lemme out o' this. You don' understan'."
"What'll your family think when they see
this in the paper to-morrow?" asked Clanahan
reprovingly, recognizing a minor politician of
the district. “It’ll be hell on them. Why
don’t you settle up for that glass? I'll have to
run you in, if you don’t."
" Family!" mumbled the man. "Why, tha’s
ri\" he added, with the instinctive thought of
the married man; "I don’ wan' this get out.
Wha's to pay?"
"That glass’ll cost a cool three hundred dol¬
lars," said the proprietress, appearing with a
readiness that showed her ear had been close
to the door.
“I’ll give a check for it,” said the sobered
man; and, after writing out the amount with
some difficulty, he took his departure, a trifle
unsteadily.
The woman turned to Clanahan approv-
ingly.
"You stalled that fellow all right," she said.
"From the way you hustled him into the hall,
I thought you was going to pinch him, and 1
was going to call you back. Here, some of
this belongs to you," and she waved the
check.
" Better get a new glass with it," said Clana¬
han sourly.
"Oh, the glass was insured, all right," she
laughed easily. "This is clear profit. Those
family men always pay up when they're caught
in a place like this. I'm Gwendolyn Case. If
you’re to be on the beat here, drop in once in
a while. We’ll show you a good time. Now,
what do you want?" And she again displayed
the check.
"Well," she continued, with a shrug of her
shoulders and a short laugh, as Clanahan again
refused, "you’re your own boss. But, remem¬
ber, if you don’t want it for yourself there’ll be
others that do."
And Clanahan was forced to remember this
the following week, when, handing his usual
tribute to the oily Stein, he saw the latter’s
face contract sharply.
"Here, what’s this?" he demanded.
"Club and ward dues," said Clanahan
shortly.
"Dues?" repeated Stein defiantly. "Oh,
well, good-by"; and he turned sharply on his
heel.
And in the next few days it was shown
*’ ‘ I’LL BREAK YOU FOR THIS, CLANAHAN!' "
dearly to the policeman, by methods the ring
knew well how to use, that he was not on that
beat for the duty to which he was sworn.
That week the young officer lay awake night
after night, and passed through the mental
struggle that came to many a man of his call¬
ing under the machine domination. On one
side stood preferment and advancement in his
own sphere of life, with apparently slight risk
to himself; on the other stood certain oblivion
in the Department and failure in the career he
had chosen for his own.
The picture of the girl he hoped to marry
came often to him, and as often he would start
and declare vehemently to himself that he
would see all the faction in the depths before
he would do anything to disgrace her. But
glitteringly and alluringly hung the prospect
of what he could do for this same girl by
M standing in” with his party bosses and by
obeying their behests.
And a year later, when the World's Fair
came on, when the “ red-light” region was
thronged nightly, when money flowed freely,
and when the bars of the district waxed fat
and prospered, while crime was as much the
rule as the exception, Clanahan wore the
chevrons of a sergeant and a heavy diamond
ring; his citizen's clothes on off days were of
the finest quality; his once clean-cut face was
slightly reddened and bloated; and he had al¬
ready made several payments on a neat home
that had been his ambition, and in which he
had now installed his bride.
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THE MAN HIGHER UP
458
It was a wild and hysterical year, that
World's Fair season. With politics rampant,
with the ring viciously and openly fighting
the reform element, with money seemingly
plentiful everywhere, Clanahan lived in an
electrically charged and artificial atmos¬
phere, which made the reaction all the greater
when the Fair closed and the reform wave
set in, supported by indignant citizens and a
clean Police Board, from which the redoubt¬
able Maguire, foreseeing the inevitable, had
retired.
Yet, before the season had closed, when
"panel-working” was causing complaints thick
and fast at every station, when Gwendolyn
Case had repeatedly been warned by the police
not to be so open in her operations, the crisis
came.
Shots rang out as Sergeant Clanahan ap¬
proached the house one evening on his nightly
round; and as he dashed through the door, he
saw the Case woman, intoxicated and defiant,
looking at the prostrate form of one of her in¬
mates, a young girl whose face had not become
utterly hardened and whose evening gown was
stained with the blood which flowed from a
wound in the breast.
"Tried to get away without paying what
she owed me,” explained the woman hoarsely;
"tried to get out—” Then, with her face
growing crafty as the noise of other police was
heard at the door:
"Say you saw her try to use the gun on
me and that it went off while 1 was wrestling
with her, trying to get it away. See?” And
she threw a revolver to the floor beside the
dying girl.
But Clanahan, looking at the young face,
which was already growing rigid, drew himself
up with a return of his old instincts.
"I’ll tell the truth,” he said.
The woman stared at him with a long, vin¬
dictive glare as a patrolman and night-watch¬
man hurried in.
"I'll break you for this, Clanahan!” she said
between her teeth.
Until the Case woman’s trial and through
the weeks of argument that it involved, Clana¬
han walked his precinct white and silent, mo¬
mentarily expecting the notice of the Police
Board to answer charges from the woman.
But she seemed to utter no word, merely smil¬
ing hardly at him as her trial progressed and
when he gave his testimony. And when
she accepted her penitentiary sentence on a
homicide charge without appeal, and was
sent away with no hint of disclosures, the
Sergeant believed he had passed through
the crisis.
There were moments, however, when the
thought of utterances she might make caused
him to wake at night in a quiver of terror no
physical fear could have inspired. The mental
picture of his aged father, of his wife, Kitty, of
the baby just passing its sixth month — the
realization of what a disclosure would mean to
his w'ife and relatives to-day and to that tiny
son in years to come — made him shake in a
passion of regret.
"An' if I hadn't taken it I'd have been
rolled!” he reflected bitterly. "Them that's
higher up gets our life blood. All we can do
is to obey, even if the prison's before us!”
But months passed and no word came
from the prison city. And when the election
brought the overthrow of the ring, and the
new Police Board had found only words of
praise for Clanahan, although his work in the
district, as he knew, had been under investi¬
gation, he breathed easier.
"Clanahan was smart to sidestep trouble,"
remarked Stein one day, in a private confab
with another trusted lieutenant. "I thought
Gwendolyn would squeal, sure, before she
went up.”
"Maybe she's stuck on him,” remarked the
other sagaciously. "A lot of 'em will go
up for a man if they think they're fond
of him.”
And Stein, knowing this from experience in
many cases where even womanhood of the
under-world had taken penal sentences to save
some man,— often more degraded than herself,
but seen through the halo of what affection
she still possessed,— nodded his head and de¬
cided that this must be correct.
Slowly the new Police Board proceeded with
its work; little by little, the more turbulent
sections were placed in order; boundaries of dis¬
reputable regions were strictly defined. And,
as slowly, case after case was made against
members of the force who had walked the Bad
Land beat, and man after man was dropped
from the Department or his case turned over
to the grand juries. But no breath of sus¬
picion ever seemed to be directed against
Clanahan.
One day, however, he received a summons
from the Board. Rather uneasily, he seated
himself in the ante-room to await a summons
to enter. He was confident that information
was wanted about wine-rooms—a point on
which he had already testified. But, in some
inexplicable manner, he had an instinct that
something was portending.
Slowly the afternoon waned, and no request
came for him to enter the private office. He
glanced impatiently at the clock, exchanged
occasional words with reporters from the press
room, who strolled leisurely in, glanced at the
closed door of the president's room which
marked an executive session, and then took
their departure.
Finally he rose, in a fit of irritation.
“Nearly six o'clock," he muttered, "and
Kitty’ll be havin' supper ready now. 1 hope
they get through in a hurry."
The door to the private chamber suddenly
opened, and a deputy beckoned to him.
“Would you step in a minute. Sergeant?"
he inquired in a subdued tone.
Clanahan stepped forward with alacrity and
turned quickly into the Board room. Then
his head swam, so that for a moment he had
to steady himself against the wall. For in the
witness chair before the Board and the Circuit
Attorney sat Gwendolyn Case, haggard with
prison pallor, but with the old gleam of de¬
fiance still in her eyes.
She laughed as the Sergeant paused.
"I've had two years of it, Connie," she said,
"and the Circuit Attorney says the Governor
may let me down easy if I talk before the
statute of limitations expires. I didn’t mean
to throw you down at first, but I’m sick of
that place up the river."
Of what ensued the Sergeant had faint idea.
With bowed head he listened as though hear¬
ing from a great distance the recital that fell
from the woman’s lips. The president turned
toward him questioning!)', then paused as he
noticed the man’s white face.
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460
THE MAN HIGHER UP
“The Board is going to give you every op¬
portunity to defend yourself, Sergeant," he
said, not unkindly, “and I think we had better
postpone this until to-morrow."
The Circuit Attorney leaned forward and
whispered something in his ear.
“ I think we can depend on the Sergeant be¬
ing here," said the president confidently. For
he trusted Clanahan, as the Circuit Attorney
knew.
“Report at ten in the morning," he ordered
Clanahan, “and we will tell the captain to re¬
lieve you of duty to-night. Nothing will be
made public until the truth is known."
As though dazed, the Sergeant walked slowly
down the stairs, supporting himself by the rail.
Silently he passed Stein and a friend, who
stood laughing and smoking in the corridor be¬
low. The pair nodded to Clanahan and took
their cigars from their mouths to stare as, all
unheeding, he walked unsteadily past.
“Wonder if he could have got shown up on
anything? He’s cornin’ from the Board room,"
wonderingly asked the friend.
“Maybe," said Stein, in surprise; “but a
fellow what stood in as good as he did ought
to have things fixed for a little income, if he is
sent up."
And, nodding his head sagaciously as he
thought of his own provisions for any unex¬
pected contingency that might arise should in¬
discreet disclosures be made, he resumed his
conversation.
Clanahan walked slowly up the street, star¬
ing about him as though the beat he had
walked so often was entirely strange to him.
He gazed almost wonderingly at the familiar
saloons, at the row of houses now bearing the
“For Rent" sign where previously vice had
held full sway and where he himself had first
tried to remain true to his principles. He
paused at the corner where a saloon he had
often visited in the old days was still endeavor¬
ing to eke out an existence in the deserted
block.
The bartender, strolling idly to the door,
noticed in the glare of the lamps, already
lighted in the early fall twilight, the Sergeant's
pale face.
“Feelin’ sick, Serg?" he called in friendly
tones. “ Better step in a minute and have a
drop."
“ I feel a bit off, Jim," said Clanahan, steady¬
ing himself. “Could I lie down in your room
until roll-call? I don t go on until eleven
o’clock."
Cert, ’ said the bartender hospitably.
"The door's open at the head of the stairs.
Room right over the entrance. I’ll send you
up a drop to drink, if you want it. Well,"—
at Clanahan’s negative shake of the head,^-
“ I’ll see you’re not disturbed until ten-
thirty."
Slowly Clanahan climbed the stairs, as
though aged many years in the last fifteen
minutes. Entering the room, he seated him¬
self in a dazed fashion on the bed. Then, as
an afterthought, he arose softly and locked the
door.
It was in this hotel, he reflected dully, that
he first decided to obey the mandates, un¬
spoken yet peremptory, of those above him.
He' recalled how, before being able to force
himself to the decision, he had drunk whisky
in the bar below, swallowing glassful after glass¬
ful in so fierce a frenzy that the proprietor,
in alarm lest he should suddenly become violent
and bring unpleasant notice to the place, had
soothingly led him to a rear room, where he
had stupefied himself in private.
That had been only two years before. Yet
what a lifetime it had seemed! Before he had
come on that beat he had had two ambitions
— to marry Kitty, and to become a sergeant.
Well, he was a sergeant and he had married
Kitty. He had that home, too, he had so
often wished for, and it was almost {faid for.
But what did it avail him now?
Down the street, which he recalled so well
as the scene of noisy vice, he gazed as the dark
came slowly and the quiet was marked only
by an occasional passing truck—so different
from the nights when the street was never
still, with the vehicles and throngs that
passed and repassed, grinding out the blood-
money for those political powers in the back¬
ground.
Far down the street, the big clock of the
Union Station rang out, hour after hour. Yet
he sat there with his eyes fixed on the glitter¬
ing circle of lights that marked the summit of
a huge brewery in the distance—a brewery
that had once controlled nearly all the estab¬
lishments in the neighborhood, and for which
Mr. James Maguire was now the honored at¬
torney. Only that morning the papers had
described his trip through Europe with the
proprietor. For the owner prudently con¬
sidered that the reform wave could not last
forever and that Maguire must be kept in
touch with his interests until a new election
should hold forth hopes.
Clanahan smiled bitterly as he thought of
the large sum Maguire was said to draw as at¬
torney; of the fine mansion the former presi¬
dent of the Police Board was building near the
brewer's own home; of the entirely impregnable
position he held, so far as legal action against
WHEN MORNING LEAPS
461
him was concerned, no matter what the sus¬
picions of the people or the Circuit Attorney
might be.
Slowly he took a picture of his wife from his
pocketbook, drew the card from the frame,
gazed earnestly at the face, and tore it into
little fragments, which he flung from the
window.
14 1 don’t want that found on me,” he mur¬
mured, "just for her sake. But it’s sore my
heart is for you, wife. An’ to think," he
added, gazing down the squalid street as he
slipped his hand to his hip, "that this is my
share—an’ that," with a final glance at the
brewery, "goes to them!"
And when the bartender and the policeman
on the beat, attracted by the report of the
heavy Colt, kicked in the door a moment later.
Sergeant Clanahan had paid his last toll to the
man higher up.
WHEN MORNING LEAPS
BY
HERMAN DA COSTA
W HEN morning leaps across the hill
And leafing woods with raptures thrill.
Oh, let my feet abroad be found,
Mv eyes to feast on Nature round!
The humble leaves that jewels hold,
The blackbirds in the field that scold,
The baying dog, loud chanticleer,
The bell that sounds now far, now near,
About me weave harmonious spells,
And calm contentment with me dwells.
From human shams I then am tree;
How sweet art thou. Simplicity!
THE EVOLUTION OF 1SHMAEL
BY
MABEL WOOD MARTIN
#
ILLUSTRATIONS BY C. F. PETERS
T HE giant glared down impotently
upon the scrap of womanhood curled
round the rung of the bamboo step.
IshmaeLs father was a mountain
chieftain whose savage unrestriction
his huge son at that moment keenly envied.
Despite the new creed, which forbade violence,
he was strongly tempted to shake the tantalizing
figure so wholly unterrified by his formidable
physique.
The little golden creature, shrouded in a
maze of blackest hair, frowned out at him from
its shadow. She had the racial stamp upon
her face, hereditary vagueness and indecision,
which her eyes, with their absence of Malay
somnolence, startlingly contradicted. They
swept over Ishmael in dissatisfaction, and
settleJ into a moody stare. The movement
appeared to indicate the withdrawal of the last
shreJ of interest from his person.
462
Could anything be more offensive to mascu¬
line pride?— to propose marriage to a W'oman,
and have her gaze over your head as though
you were a bush or a stone? Like all men
whom nature has conspicuously favored, Ish¬
mael had never included in his scope of possi¬
bilities a woman's refusal. He wondered why
he felt himself momentarily diminishing in size.
Since it was impossible to reengage the wan¬
dering attention of the lady of the steps, he
gave himself over to a novel moment of self¬
investigation. He was sound and strong, in¬
dustrious and loyal, and very much more
truthful than Rafaela, the Tagalog maiden,
had reason to expect. What, then, was the
matter with him, and how dared the daughter
of a contemptible little people who lived in
towms spurn his suit? The thing was unprece¬
dented, in his man-pervaded mind.
He had attempted to enlist the authority of
MABEL WOOD MARTIN
her father, but that withered and wine-content
patriarch would not listen. The code of con¬
duct he prescribed for his daughter was amaz¬
ingly simple. It contained only, one supreme
injunction, and, of course, like all parental pro¬
hibitions, the one most obnoxious to her. She
should abstain from all intercourse with the
Americans and the contamination of their ways.
Aside from that, and in such lighter concerns
as marriage, her liberty was unrestrained.
The spirit of progress urged this little brown
woman, thousands of miles away from civili¬
zation. A germ of that immortal mystery that
led Columbus across the unknown was stirring
to awaken her out of the sleep of her life.
A gay procession of carromatos , filled with
chattering school-girls, broke upon her brood¬
ing, reminding her of the offensive limitations.
Even these girls were a part of the great onward
movement that had come to embrace her
people, too, in its caravan.
" Howdy do! How old arr you? Youspikeng-
lis?" chimed a succession of merry black heads.
Rafaela’s bitterness flared into fire. She
returned the taunts with a frightful grimace
that precipitated the sleek heads behind the
carromatos' hoods. Princesses in carriages
could not have been more enviable to her,
or their patronage more difficult to endure.
'‘Remedia Reyes!" she exploded, nodding
toward the first of the vehicles,
whose rickety sides were deco¬
rated with triumphal wreaths.
"She has won the first prize in
the school, and the Americans
in Manila are going to send her
across the ocean to their great
universities." She drew in her
breath sharply. "She can count
in her mind like a flash of light¬
ning. She knows the names of
all the cities of the world, and
the cause, too, that brings about
night and day. This I know to
be true. There is one hole in
the back of the escuela where
the eye fits sufficiently well."
"What foolishness, to envy
Remedia Reyes—ugly one
that she is!" scoffed Ishmael.
"Would you have her flat nose
or poor hair? Look at your
own!"
"Horse-hair!" Rafaela clawed
it viciously. "You should have
seen the hair of the Americana
— bright and fine as the moon¬
beams!"
"The Americana!" Ishmael
463
flung the goading word at her. "She cast a
spell upon you. It is three years since you
served her, and her name is always upon
your lips."
Rafaela threw him a disdainful glance. "The
Americana was no spell-caster!" she retorted.
"You say so because you are a stupid savage.
Do you think, if I were free and not a miserable
woman, 1 would be satisfied to know nothing —
like you?"
"You are better off as you are," Ishmael
argued stubbornly.
"So says my father— that I am as was my
mother, and my mother’s mother, which is well
enough." She turned upon him with sudden
intolerance. "You are one with my father.
Go! 1 am weary of you." She bounded up
the rails of the stairway like a cat, and closed
the bamboo door with noisy significance.
Ishmael, since his introduction to civilization,
had acted in the combined capacity of body¬
guard and companion to the American district
judge, whose jurisdiction extended over a wide
stretch of territory. Legal adjustments were
the motives of considerable travel, taking them
sometimes as far as Manila itself.
The Judge had taken up his official seat in
the remotest town of this inland province. To
it Ishmael returned from his pilgrimage of
sentiment, in a turbulent state of mind.
The stone palacio , built a
century or more ago for Span¬
ish administration, preserved
the quiet of the siesta hour.
The Jne{ had rooms along the
upper galleries, and thither
Ishmael betook himself.
He found his patron in the
hammock on the stone balcony,
a mountain-range of discarded
newspapers about him, musingly
directing a half-audible address
at a great palm whose socia¬
ble finger-tips intermittently
brushed his head. This form
of communion, engendered by
solitude, was a caprice of the
Judge’s.
At no time in its history had
so unique an intelligence per¬
vaded this remote world. Even
nature seemed to operate more
fully, as if conscious of that
one pair of comprehending eyes.
He had a habit of rising in the
mornings, of walking out to his
balcony and surveying the world
as a new creation.
" I am the sole inhabitant of
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464
the earth !” he would declare to the mystified
Ishmael. “Poor little pygmies down in the
under-world, who have never seen over the
mountain-tops, nor beyond the rim of your
little bowl. Your ant-hills are not the earth/'
The Judge had chosen his isolated lot for
reasons forever his own; and howsoever else
this circumstance bore upon fate, it suffices
here that his habit of addressing aloud, perhaps
Ishmael, perhaps some detached invisible men¬
tality, was destined to affect a wide circle of
life. Treasures were quarried out of this mine
of thought, with none but a savage Igorrote
to be enriched.
The literal Spanish words Ishmael generally
understood, and he stored them away in his
memory systematically, as a squirrel stores nuts.
In his curious moments, he took them out for
his wits to bite upon.
“I am creating a mind!” the Judge would
say to his always respectful listener. “It was
‘without form, and void; and darkness was
upon the face of the deep/”
On this day, when he had scanned his charge's
face, he broke into a humorous growl. “Elemen¬
tal again! Down in the little village with your
nose to the ground. Will you never realize
that the altar has been lighted for all time?
Oh, the bane of youth, and the conjuration of
woman! White or brown, l see it is all the
same. Son of the mountains, I lead a solitary
life, and, you’ll observe, a fairly contented one.”
Then the Judge forgot him at once for a
new line of thought. The Igorrote himself
relapsed into gloomy reflection — out of which
he at last ponderously spoke.
“Juez! I should like to go to the American
school,” he announced, “ — at night, when you
do not need me,” he modified.
The Judge’s glance was lost on him; his
answer, too. “So what reason, impersonated in
me, has failed to achieve, sentiment embodied in
apetticoat has brought about ? Go — to the ends
of the earth!” The Judge brushed him aside.
Education had construed itself to Ishmael’s
mind heretofore as a vague mysticism not
generally pertinent to the important concerns
of life. But there was its example in the J udge,
of the miraculous divination and the fluent
tongue! Ishmael enrolled himself, therefore,
under the new cult, believing that he was to
find voice for that dumb inner self.
He took his place in the rows of benches,
tenanted by men and women who were begin¬
ning the lesson at the inverse end of life. That it
was a profoundly serious one, the grizzled aspect
of the aspirants seemed to attest. Old men. he
reflected, did not occupy themselves with sports.
However neutral his ambition or ambiguous
its motives, Ishmael stayed on because no day
seemed dull enough to cause him to stop. This
was duetto the method of the young teacher —
one all her own, of which the precocity called
forth even the Judge's wonder.
The new system presented to Ishmael one
flagrant fault. It placed exorbitant em¬
phasis upon its own superiority, and laid down
the customs of one people as a dogma. The
maestra was good and wise, in her way, but
her own race was the interminable platform
from which she preached. To the impersonal
guidance of learning Ishmael offered little
resistance, but against the conversion of him¬
self he was inflexibly firm. His ethics, he con¬
tended, needed no alteration; nor his habits
any improvement. Moreover, the omnipotent
Judge, and the eminently wise one, had never
interfered along these lines.
He preserved, during the ethological lectures,
a stony stolidity that his preceptress struggled
in vain to lift. What reasonable objection
could there be to squatting on the haunches,
instead of singling out some hideous chair on
which to sit? God had jointed the legs for
this purpose, and He certainly had not under¬
taken the manufacture of chairs. Neither did
he perceive any superior decency in eating
from a plate on a table rather than from one
on the floor. Rather did it discredit the con¬
dition of the Occidental floor. He was even a
little shocked when the decorous young maestra
sat up and soberly instructed him as to how
often he should take a bath.
The most exasperating prescriptions were
laid upon diet. Grasshoppers, a favorite tidbit,
never known to kill any man, were loathingly
tabooed; whereas the Juez himself ate fearful
things—the legs of frogs, and even the feet
of the unspeakable hog.
Ishmael likewise refused to so far misjudge
his Maker as to suspect him of wantonly
poisoning with invisible insects the water in
the river and the fruits on the trees. Even
the Juez, though he laughed heartily over other
embargoes, concurred in these last superstitions,
and was interminably eloquent on the subject.
The antics of his friends emulating the
gallantry of America provoked his grim mirth.
He continued to incite their horror by passing
like a whirlwind through the crowd of girls, and
scattering them like frightened hens to right and
left. He always crushed his hat down over his
ears whenever any of the provoking sex appeared.
He was glad that Rafaela had no such notions
in her head. He remembered with gratification
her temper and her sharp little nails.
The trips to the pueblo in which was her
home were still continued, but in Rafaela
‘‘HE ALWAYS CRUSHED HIS HAT DOWN OVER HIS EARS WHENEVER
ANY OF THE PROVOKINO SEX APPEARED"
there was never any change. He found her and arithmetic elicited for him a new esteem,
under the great nara tree usually, sitting cross- even if they did not, as he saw, turn her to him.
legged like a little brown Buddha— and as in- When other matter began to fail in dramatic
scrutable and inert, interest, he recalled the despised etiquette,
His demonstrations of the new learning were and planned, one day on his way out, to exhibit
the only things capable of stirring her out of it for her derision and amusement,
this coma. Her dumb and hungry little soul As Rafaela shuffled listlessly into the room, he
clung to every marvel. Ishmael’s geography rose, executing an elaborate conception of a bow.
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466
THE EVOLUTION OF ISHMAEL
'*Sientese!” She pointed to the solitary stool.
Instead, he drew it up elaborately before her.
Rafaela's eyes showed an instant's curious
glimmer; but she took the seat, while Ishmaet
stiffly stood.
The rather formal conversation between
them lagged, till Ishmael bethought him of the
lovers usual bribe to affection. “A present for
you!" he announced, extending the parcel that
he had extracted from the breast of his coat.
Opening it, Rafaela discovered a brand-new
iron-handled knife and fork, and a resplendent
tin spoon.
“They cost a peso , media , at the Chino's,"
Ishmael divulged, anxious to assist to a proper
appreciation of their value, yet at the same
time dubious of introducing alien notions.
Rafaela accepted the implements of civiliza¬
tion with an obvious gratification, and tucked
them away admiringly, out of her fathers
possible encounter.
"You never have brought me anything be¬
fore!" she declared; then stopped, reminded
perhaps of the unfavorable effect such casual
information might have upon future generosity.
Ishmael, to relieve the temporary gloom that
had been inspired in him by the hasty compu¬
tation of the number of cigarettes sacrificed
for the wretched instruments, proposed a walk.
He held open the door for Rafaela to pass
grandly out; he assisted her down the steps,
and held her umbrella solicitously several
yards above her head. Instead of scrambling
into the carromato first, and leaving her to
wipe the wheels with her garments,— the usual
procedure,— he helped her in and carefully
adjusted her skirts.
As they jogged off over the country, Rafaela
turned upon him a smile as evasive and reluc¬
tant as the light of a sulky sun. The humor
of it all, he thought, had struck her at last, and
he broke into unrestrained laughter.
An immediate eclipse of the beam on Rafaela's
face. She watched his mirth in fidgeting silence.
“What is it?" she demanded crossly. “What
does it all mean?"
“This that I have been showing you," Ish¬
mael explained, “is the manner of the Ameri¬
cans with their women. Ridiculous, are they
not, these lies and tricks? Isn’t it foolishness
to help her across streets when she has two
good feet?” he demanded. “Does he help her so
quickly out of his purse? The American senora,
in the house where I stayed in Manila, cried a
great deal for money for a new dress, and dared
not tell her husband the true price of things.
“Isn’t it a lie when a man permits a woman
first unto seats and into carriages, believing in
his heart as he does that he is better than she?
Why does he stand uncovered before her, like
an inferior, when he shows her his contempt for
her by never allowing her to share in his govern¬
ment? Is it not better to do as we do, and not
tantalize with such shams?"
“These things, too, then, were part of your
learning?" Rafaela queried in a chilled voice.
“The maestra would have it so!" he exten¬
uated. “ But never would I practise such
follies in earnest myself."
“Then this was all play!" Rafaela shrilled,
rising out of her seat. “None of it was meant?"
“None at all. How could I mean such
things?" retorted Ishmael, annoyed.
For answer, Rafaela seized the reins from the
drowsing cocbcro's hands and pulled the horse
up short. In an instant she had jumped from
the carromato and was retreating up the road.
“Never, never," she screamed, her small face
livid with rage, “come back here again!"
Terrified by the threatening little fury in the
road, the cochero whipped up his miserable
animal, and Ishmael made his dumfounded
final retreat.
The fever of wandering having seized upon
the Judge, he set out for India, after endeavor¬
ing in vain to persuade Ishmael to go with him.
The Igorrote was embittered with civilization
— its paradoxes and inconsistencies. It had
inculcated expectations out of aU proportion
to its fulfilment, and added dissatisfaction to
the burden of the soul. The school, fomented
with vast unrest, its chicanery, he considered,
had deprived him of friends and mate. And
he hated it as, above all things, the savage
hates what he does not understand.
He took leave of his teacher, not, he found,
without a certain regret. It was not commen¬
surate with hers, however. A mist of dis¬
couragement crossed the intrepid eyes. “You
were a central figure in my vision, Ishmael —
an oasis in the desert!" she explained. “I
wonder," meditatively,“is it possible, after all!"
Her glance traveled over the room across
the rows of adult faces, disclosing, most of them,
the apathy and unenlightenment of stone.
“What a sea of incomprehension! Yet, see
how they come— in droves." The walls were
lined with patient aspirants who stood through¬
out the evening, the bench room having long
since been preempted. This vista of faces was
lifted to her in wooden appeal. The maestra
sighed. Away off in the futurity of centuries
lay the realization of this dream.
It. was all of five years since Ishmael, as a
mere boy, had departed his tribe, presumably
forever His return among them, therefore,
was in the nature of a surprise.
His father, execrably dirty and most in-
RAFAELA’S EYES SHOWED AN INSTANT S CURIOUS GLIMMER"
adequately clad, grunted him an astonished wel¬
come. There was much speculation and scratch¬
ing of heads over the wanderer's tale, and great
amazement at the transformation in himself.
Hedged far away in their impregnable moun¬
tains, these aborigines had remained inacces¬
sible, even to the exploration of Spain. Once
among them, Ishmael was beset by a misgiving
— a fear lest the new order, after all, had laid
upon him an irrevocable hold. He angrily
shook off the presentiment. He had returned
to his ow r n people for good, closed the gates of
the forest behind him; yet the breezes, with
their chanting echoes of foregone things, passed
even his great mountains. The clouds, too, were
pictures of walled cities, now far out of reach.
Though Ishmael joyously discarded the stiff
coat and collars, he never reverted to tribal at¬
tire. He kept himself scrupulously covered and
laboriously clean. Failing to persuade his femi¬
nine relatives of the advantage of laundered
clothes, he washed them himself—not, however,
without violent imprecations against a regener¬
ation that made him dissatisfied to go dirty.
Disparaging comparisons between the women
of the tribe and Rafaela, the Tagalog maiden,
arose in his mind. Often he remembered to
have come upon her emerging from the river.
wrapped in a winding cloth and glowing like a
water Naiad in the sun.
Hunting and fighting— always, in his mind,
the serious pursuits of life— again became the
legitimate occupations. He exulted to find
himself no less swift and sure at the chance than
the best of his tribesmen. In hostilities he was
yet more redoubtable. To this frame of oak
and iron there was added now the menace of
an intelligence. Warfare, as practised by this
tribe, has ghastly legends among the people of
the plains. "Head-hunters" is the name by
which they have come to be knowm.
Away back in the dim consciousness of this
savage, the shrine of one tutelary god had been
raised. The Judge, diligently exploring ruined
temples far off in India, had not the faintest
idea in the world that echoes of himself were
being translated into oracles for his ward. In
their long intercourse of mind toman, the Judge
had laid down commandments that Ishmael
found difficult either to violate or to forget.
To the Igorrote, the loss of the old convictions
was like the stripping of his strength. Un¬
certain and without aim, his great force had
ceased suddenly to be a power. He fled almost
in shame to the mountains. Existence seemed
to offer no other shelter for the half savage who
467
THE EVOLUTION OF ISHMAEL
468
could live neither among the civilized nor the
wild.
Neither abjuration was regretted. Against
civilization there was, perhaps, the heavier
score. To its other depredations was added
that last and most acute — of home. He was
a wanderer now, pursued by the demon of
unrest, with nowhere a goal in sight.
Often, by sunset light, he opened the books
that he had brought all the way out of the world
with him. But they were always mute tongues
whose sullenness denied even the crumbs of
consolation to the apostate.
Far in the hills, solitary and wrapped in the
night stillness, he would think — tortuously
and slowly, after the manner of the child mind.
That vision power which it has pleased the
inscrutable to place full-grown in the rude and
in the cultivated alike was at once his solace
and his torment.
The room where the Juez and he had sat at
night would suddenly appear to him — clean
and shining with light. The Juez was there;
the kindly, humorous Juez, who had lived so
widely and so well that he had acquired a
superhuman understanding. Ishmael recalled
that he was a greater chieftain, and over a
wider domain, than was his own father; yet it
was through no physical force.
Annexed to this vision, completing the
smothered instincts of home, rose Rafaela,
crouched in her dream, aJways with the hunger
look, the unsolved riddle of her eyes.
Far below his jungle,- along shining plains to
the sea, the mirage of cities stretched. Down
there, men trod a tranquil way of laughter and
learning. And in the farthest city of them all,
the transitory city of ships, were people who trav¬
eled to far worlds on the errands of the earth.
Here in the mountains, far out of the con¬
sciousness of the world, there was the inviolate
quiet whose law even the serpents and the
beasts of prey had learned—the smothering
stillness without time or change. Even the
lonely spirit of the mountains broke its dumb
agony to echo across canons to a human call.
Something that was half a dream, half an
alarm, came to Ishmael, awakening him out of
sleep. A far-off murmur of voices that seemed
to lift to him from the plains! The ghostly ca¬
dences shook the air alive till he would spring
up, looking out to see the cloistered mountains
peopled with an armed foe.
Night after night it throbbed — hoarse, sup¬
plicating, invoking — what? — till his savage
intuition discerned some awful menace. That
chaos of tongues proclaimed a danger — a wide¬
spread peril to the plains. Fear seized upon
Ishmael — fear for Rafaela and for the people
down there. Blood called to kindred, and
Ishmael set out in answer to it as resolutely as
if a hand beckoned him on.
Stopping one night for food and rest, he
found the pueblo overflowing with panic-
stricken refugees on the way to the hills,
Cholera had broken out over the entire islands,
annihilating by townships. Never in the
memory of the natives had the plague spread
a destruction so complete. The evil breath
traveled with the w'ind. Save himself who
could, they warned; but the Igorrote would
not retrace his way.
The hush of desolation and devastation that
the town wore, even from afar, dejected the
weary and foot-sore Ishmael. Depopulated
and disease-stricken, w r hat life was left in it
seemed paralyzed. All business was throttled,
while the wretched inhabitants prayed in the
church or tramped endlessly through the
streets in tottering propitiatory processions.
Scarcely a shack but had furnished a victim.
In the cemeteries the dead lay exposed, for
none would take the risk of burying them.
After a journey of hundreds of miles, Ishmael
stopped, with a sinking heart, at his destination.
The home of Rafaela was closed and still, as if
everything here were over and done.
Yet it was Rafaela herself who answered his
call — a changed, faltering Rafaela, w r ho shrank
back from the door with a cry. “You must
go,” she warned. “My father dies in there of
the pest!”
But it was Ishmael who went out alone and
buried her father that night.
The spectacle of helplessness all around him
roused the Igorrote's savage courage. To die
without fighting! That was a contemptible
thing, worthy of these weak creatures of the
plains. But the weapons of God are not to be
met with knife or gun.
Baffled though he was, the Igorrote would
not fold his arms, like Rafaela and all the rest,
to wait. Those arms had been too great a
pow'er in life to drop inert.
The sight of Rafaela moving insistently
among the sick, murmuring through chattering
teeth an incessant “ I am afraid — I am afraid"
goaded him to desperate courses.
He had been in Manila when the American
doctors were dealing with a small outbreak of
the scourge. The Judge had been deeply inter¬
ested, and had explained their methods to his
scornful listener. Ishmael’smemory, with savage
perfection, reproduced every detail and precau¬
tion the Judge had adjured. Supplementing
them were the despised counsels of the maestra.
All else had failed, and since a tangible salva¬
tion was nowhere to be found, the doubtful
MABEL WOOD MARTIN
469
theories would be put to trial. Once and for
all, the ways of the Americans must justify or
disprove themselves.
There was no authority left in the town.
None opposed Ishmael, therefore, in his pre¬
posterous undertaking. Even to the wholesale
boiling of water, which he rigidly enforced, and
to the patrol over the river, they submitted
perforce. But against the incessant labor of
house- and street-cleaning, and the all-pervasive
sulphur smoke, they demurred with what spirit
they had left. To little pur¬
pose. Ishmael was twice the
size of any of them, and he had
the will of his own rock-ribbed
mountains. Likewise there was
that reflected influence of the
Judge to be taken into consid¬
eration.
He managed, in some incredi¬
ble fashion, to superintend per¬
sonally every household in the
village. Even the burial of the
dead, a feat almost beyond hu¬
man coercion, he accomplished.
desperately to aid quantities of Aguardiente,
which caused the wretched victim to scream
out that she was on fire. There his science
forsook him, and in the blackness of his despair
he cursed its inadequacy. There remained
now but the watch — never long. The struggle
is at most mercifully one of hours.
In a quiet moment of her sufferings, Rafaela
opened her dry lips and spoke: “You stayed!
There was no use!"
“Am I so poor a thing that I cannot die with
“ WE WILL GO BACK TO THE JUEZ! ’ *
The means were his own, and suited to a sore
necessity. To future generations his name was
to be handed down as a terrorizing divinity.
A steady diminution of the death rate
actually set in. Ishmael, secretly incredulous,
redoubled his efforts. He met with no more
resistance. The converted populace assisted in
a body. The sanitation of the village was
prosecuted to a point that threatened demoli¬
tion.
It was while Ishmael was slowly choking the
enemy out of existence that the grimmest fear
of all was realized. Rafaela dropped down in
an agony, waving him away with the terrible
exhortation, “The pest!“
The one rude remedy he knew was called
you?” he demanded, with the savage's grim
candor before death.
She made an attempt to turn her devastated
little face. A strange fever burned in her eyes
— and suddenly the hunger look was gone.
“Ah,” she cried, satisfied. “The Sarjenio said
I could never understand; but it has come to
me, too —Rafaela, 'the nigger’; it was so he
named me. I, too, wished to be set high, as
the Americans set their women — to be grand
enough to have one die for me, as the soldado
died for the Americana.
“We were shut in the convento. The insur-
rectos were all about — hidden everywhere in
the country; and the Americans were too few.
Therefore they waited behind the strong walls
THE EVOLUTION OF ISHMAEL
470
till other soldados should come to take them
out.
" Me they had taken to wait upon the
Americana—she of whom I have told you —
of the wonderful has'r. Later there was no
water. The river was at a dangerous distance.
The woman could not endure as the soldados
could, and the fever started in her head.
“A soldado —a young soldado who sat
always smoking his pipe— took his water-can
and went out in the dark. I ran to tell him
that the moving shadows were not those of
trees; but he never listened to me.
" After a great while he came back. There was
bright moonlight in the patio, and I alone saw
him crawl in. He set down the water, and put
his face in his arms among the stones — and
died.
"I called the Sarjento, who stood over him
for a long time. 1 asked the Sarjento if the
soldado had loved the woman — to do this
thing. The Sarjento said no; the soldado had
never spoken to the woman in his life.
"What was the meaning of it all, then, I
wished to know? But the Sarjento sent me
away, saying those things were not for such
as I to understand. I know, though—now.” she
crooned secretly to herself. "I understand."
All through the night, life flickered around
that unexplored margin line. At dawn Ishmael
bent down to her to see how far it yet was to
the end.
An incredible thing had transpired in the
mysterious wells of life, whose portent stretched
in the fluttering line of red across her lips.
The Igorrote was not skilled in the magic of
medicine, but he knew that promise at once.
The plague that spares not one in ten had
passed — and Rafaela lived.
A great heaviness fell from his shoulders as
he moved to the window to breathe in the air
of the new day. He looked over the town,
saved and quieted; then his eyes traveled to
an unseen goal.
"We will go back to the Juez!” he said to
the figure on the bed, "when you are so restored
that we can walk. We will go to the great
cities and the schools. There is a new manner
of fighting that I would know— for the ways of
the Americans are miracles, as we have seen."'
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( 88078 ), and that beloved old Scotch song “Bonnie Doon" ( 88150 ), at any Victor
dealer - ^, and note the wonderful improvement in the tone-quality of Victpr
Records. &
To get best results, use only Victor Needles on Victor Records.
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is pre-eminent.
You might be able to build a cabinet
that outwardly would resemble a Victrola.
You might even copy the inside construc¬
tion and details, if they were not pro¬
tected by patents. But there is no copy¬
ing the superior Victrola tone-quality.
That represents years of patient exper¬
iment—with various woods, with differ¬
ent proportions, with numerous vibratory
surfaces—and it is simply astonishing
how slight a variation in size, in shape,
in position, produces discord instead of
harmony.
No, the Victrola tone can’t be equaled!
Even though the eye could take in every
detail of construction, there is still that
same indescribable “something” which
makes the Stradivarius supreme among
violins, which gives to the Victrola such
a wonderfully sweet, clear and mellow
tone as was never known before.
Hear the Victrola today at the nearest
Victor dealer’s. Ask him to play Caruso’s
new "Forza del Destino” solo (88207), and
‘‘Mamma mia”, the beautiful Neapolitan song
(88206). Then you’ll realize the wonderful
advance in quality of tone due to our im¬
proved process of making Victor Records.
Victor Talking Machine Co., Camden, N. J., U. S. A.
Berliner Gramophone Co., Montreal, Canadian Distributors.
To get best results, use only Victor Needles on Victor Records.
Victrola XII
Mahogany
$125
Victrola XVI
Circassian walnut
Mahogany or quartered oak, $200
New Victor Record* are on *ale at all dealer* on the 28th of each month
Tone
That’s where the Victrola
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PEARLINE enables Delicate Women to Easily wash
Coarse things—Strong women to Safely wash Delicate things
Delicate
Women
Demand
Pearline
*
o
FOR FINEST FABRIC OR
COARSEST CARPET
<1 Embroideries — Laces — Linens and
choice*Wash Fabrics of every kind should
be washed with the greatest care.
They should not be subjeded to the
brutally harmful Washing methods of
Bar Soap and Wash Board,
tf PEAR LINE does all Work that Soap
will do—Better—more Quickly—more
Safely than the best soaps can—without
Rubbing—hence without W'ear and Tear.
Choice Fabrics mod need PEARLINE’S
Gentle—Persuasive Washing.
<2 PEARLINE takes the Hard Work
out of Washing and Cleaning so that
Scrubbing—House-cleaning—Dish-wash¬
ing have been robbed of their terrors.
Window-glass lamp-
chimneys are cheap,
as paper-soled shoes
are cheap—cheap to
buy, but dear to use.
My name, Macbeth,
on a lamp-chimney
means it is made of
tough glass, clear as
crystal and that it
won’t break from heat.
Best grocers and lamp stores sell
Macbeth Chimneys.
My lamp-chimney book insures
your getting the right chimney for
any lamp. It is free. Address
M AC B E r H y Pittsburgh.
| THE SIMPLEX BREAKFAST-ROOM
E5 Five good reasons why you should have the Simple* Toaster,
1st. Convenient and Comfortable Operation
2nd. Rapid Toasting with High Economy
3rd. Simplicity and Durability
4th. Accessibility and Cleanliness
5th. Best of finish in Good Form
ji Toast bread a crisp golden brown.
= It also carries with it the Simplex guarantee of satisfaction.
Write for Booklet ** J.”
| SIMPLEX ELECTRIC HEATING CO.
CAMBRIDGE. MASS.
i Monadnock Block, Chicago
= 612 Howard Street, - - • San Francisco
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This Magnificent Style Book Is
Yours For The Asking
In all the History of Fashions this book stands
alone—the most beautiful and interesting Spring Style
Book ever published.
It is the most splendidly illustrated—the all-in¬
clusive book—because in its pages the list of desirable
new Spring styles is completed.
More thought, more time, more money, have been
put into this guide to the New Fashions than ever were
expended on any other style publication ever issued.
Now one copy of this New “ NATIONAL” Style
Book is Fours, Free , and without obligation whatso¬
ever. And more—we have reserved one copy for
YOU, only waiting for you to say it is welcome, for
you to write for it NOW.
Russia Has Given The World The Styles For Spring
For Spring we find Russian Blouses in vogue, and
Russian Turbans worn with Russian Mesh Veils and
Russian Simplicity pervading everything. We find the
coarse Russian Linens and bright new colored Lingerie
and WashDresses in vogue. And StydishDresses, Waists
and Suits are trimmed in the new Russian Side-effect
—but your copy of the “NATIONAL 0 Style Book
beautifully pictures all these new styles for you.
It also tells you of the famous “NATIONAL”
Made-to-Measure Suits, priced from $ 10 to $40. Here
is the story in few words: Any “ NATION AL” Tailored
Suit will be cut to your own measurements from your
own choice of the new styles and made to your order
in your own choice of over 400 materials. Wonder¬
ful, isn't it? Such variety in style and material is
possible only at the “ NATIONAL. 0
And every “NATIONAL” Made-to-Measure Suit, as well as every
other “NATIONAL” garment, is sold under the "NATIONAL”
Policy : Your money refunded If you are not satisfied. Express-
age prepaid to all parts of the world.
NATIONAL" Ready-Made Garments include Waists 98c to
$7.50, Skirts. $3.98 to $15; Lingerie Dresses, Tub Suits, $4 98 to
$30, and "NATIONAL” Silk Dresses and Raincoats — ali the most
desirable styles.
In writing for your Style Book be sure to state whether you wish
samples for a Made-to-Measure Suit and state the colors you prefer.
NATIONAL CLOAK & SUIT CO.
237 West 24th Street : : New York City
MAIL ORDERS ONLY NO AGENTS OR BRANCHES
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SUGAR WAFERS
The study of pleasing effects
becomes almost an obligation when
appetites are to be coaxed into action.
The serving of NABISCO Sugar
Wafers with the dessert is an invariable
rule with the successful hostess.
NABISCO SUGAR WAFERS may be had
Iff ten cent tins
Also in twenty-live cent tins
NATIONAL BISCUIT COMPANY
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I r p'HERE are good reasons why Campbell’s
Tomato Soup is the most delicious you
ever tasted.
The finest tomatoes in the world grow right here in New Jersey
almost at our doors. And we get the pick of the growth—large solid
handsome specimens raised specially for us from seed that matures them
evenly red-ripe.
They are pulled from the vines in the cool early morning—when at
their best; and brought directly to us. And within five hours they are
made into _ ^ _ m
* 1 omato
Soup
Tomato
Vegetable
Ox Tail
Mock Turtle
Chicken
Mulligatawny
Tomato-Okra
Clam Chowder
Clam Bouillon
Mutton Broth
Celery
Beef
Julienne
Asparagus
Consommd
Pea
Bouillon
Printanier
Pepper Pot
Chicken Gumbo (Okra)
Of all good things,
I love just two;
Campbtlfi luscious
Soufis, and you.
Vermicelli-Tomato
Just add hot water , bring to a boil , and serve .
Campbell’s Menu Book describes many inviting ways to
serve Campbell’s Tomato Soup and the other 20 kinds. Shall
we send you a copy— free?
Joseph Campbell Company, Camden N J
Look for the red-and-white label
We wash them in crystal-pure water piped from bed-rock. And we strain out
not only the skin and seeds, but every vestige of the harsh core-fibre that grows in
all tomatoes. We use only the pure meaty part and clear juice with all their
natural flavor. That is why Campbell’s Tomato Soup is so rich and creamy, and
has such a fresh spicy relish and aroma.
No one—not even you—could make such soup without these gardens right at hand;
without our costly apparatus; or without our priceless formula. Money will not produce better.
Prove this by trying it yourself. If you are not entirely pleased with any
of Campbell s Soups we authorize the grocer to return your money . Is there any
better way than that? , _
21 kinds 10c a can
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&c&. 2£. IJ/O.
JHenu
OYSTER COCKTAIL
CELERY
ouves
OCK TURTLE SOUP) CTOMATO SOUj£)\
/CREAMED CHICKEN J
DRESSING
XT i/kjAY DCI icu'l
ROAST TURKEY ^ p0TAT0£S
(r. DAVY") — —.
/ YiVNUa KLLlon)
^CRANBERRY SAUCE) N
^/-(fRUIT SALAD)
(GRAPE SHERBEtT^N.
(cranberry pie)
ASSORTED CAKES
X ^WINE JELLY)
/fFRUtT tCE~CREAM)
CHEESE
COFFEE
(CANDIES^)
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Knox
Gelatine
Pure Plain
Sparkling
garnishes the meats, gives body to the jells, stiffens
the sauces and gravies, thickens the soup, gives
consistency to the ices and the ice cream and is
the basis for
Delicious Desserts
Revised edition of "Dainty Desserts for Dainty People." our illus¬
trated book of new recipes, free on request for your grocers’ name*
Pint sample for 2c. stamp and your grocer’s name.
Charles B. Knox Co.
101 Knox Avenue Johnstown, N. Y.
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If you are steering for good, sound health and ability to
“ do things ” — change from coffee to
POSTUM
Remember directions on package—to boil 15 minutes
after boiling commences —then, you will not only get the full
food value, but a dark rich beverage that changes to golden
brown when cream is added, with a delicious flavour similar
to mild, high-grade coffee.
“There’s a Reason” for Postum
Postum Cereal Co., Ltd., Battle Creek, Mich., U. S. A.
McClure’s—The Marketplace of the World
Finder of Men
An average American knows many
people. But he does not always know
where they are.
He has a thousand friends and ac¬
quaintances. Where are they at this
particular moment ? He can be sure
of some of them—perhaps a dozen.
But he wants to locate one or more of
the others.
The Bell system enables him to reach
them.
If he finds his friend at home, or in
his place of business, he talks with him
at once. If [he learns that his friend
is in some other town the Bell System
will furnish the connection.
Cities are larger than they used to be.
Men know and need to know more
people. Yet the need of keeping in
touch is as great as ever. Without
Bell service there would be hopeless
confusion.
The range of the telephone is not
confined to one town or one commun¬
ity. It is not satisfying simply to learn
that a man is out of town; through the
Long Distance Service of the Bell Sys¬
tem he may be reached, wherever he is.
The Bell Service extends to all com¬
munities. It reaches the millions of
American people. One in twenty is a
Bell subscriber. The other nineteen
can be found because Bell service is
universal service.
The telephone does more work for less money than any other
servant of mankind . There is economy as well as efficiency
in one system, one policy, universal service. Every Bell
Telephone is the Center of the System.
American Telephone and Telegraph Company
And Associated Companies
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THE STANDARD PAPER FOR BUSINESS STATIONERY —** LOOK FOR THE WATER-MARK •*
Business Stationery
r IN’T IT STRANGE how many bond
papers have been born “old”? Just because
of the standard of grade set by
we now find offered by both maker and
printer—“Old This Bond,” “Old That Bond,”
“Old Someother Bond” a:.d many of the titles
sound like or suggest Hampshire.
You know why all this is done and will act’
accordingly.
Buy the real standard to get the best and that
of the best repute.
Let us send you the OLD HAMPSHIRE BOND Book of Speci¬
mens. It contains suggestive specimens of letterheads and
other business forms, printed, lithographed and engraved on
the white and fourteen colors of OLD HAMPSHIRE BOND.
Write for it on your present letterhead.
Hampshire Paper Company
The only paper makers in the world making bond paper exclusively
South Hadley Falls, Massachusetts
MADE " A LITTLE BETTER THAN SEEMS NECESSARY •*—”LOOK FOR THE WATER-MARK ”
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Kt*. V. 9.
TRADE-MARK
I T WILL please others if you listen to what they have to
to please yourself, demand
say, but
ffalf Hose
“ The socks for knocks **
CL Shawknit socks are the pioneer advertised socks of the
country; have been on the market for over 32 years;
are the standard socks of the world; always dependable.
C, Embracing every desirable feature known to scien¬
tific hosiery making. None more durable—are
seamless — none as comfortable. Colors are fast
and harmless. They are knit to fit. Do not drag
over the instep or pull up at the toes.
C, We recommend the styles herewith offered
in three different weights of black cotton
socks with undyed natural cream color
combed Egyptian double soles, to people
objecting to any dyed portion coming in con¬
tact with their feet. If you cannot procure
them from your dealer order from us direct,
mentioning size desired, also weight, by style
number. We will prepay delivery charges
upon receipt of price.
Shaw Stocking Co. Smith St., Lowell, Mass.
25c per pair
or $1.50 for 6 pairs in
a strong, neat box
2SW Heavy weight
„ 19SW Light weight
,, 35SW Extra light weight
Sizes 9 to 11 % inclusive
Our illustrated booklet,showing
our many styles in cotton, me -
rino, worsted and mercerized
lisle, sent free.
Popular with the Boy and hit Father, too, because
(This label on every garment )
Summer Underwear
i* • guarantee of fit and wearing quality—and of dean, cool,
well-ventilated Summer Comfort.
For Boys ^KSs'oo For Men
Made in all standard styles and Union Suits. So soft to the
skin. Easy to wash as a hand kerchief.
CHALMERS KNITTING CO., Amaterdam, N. Y.
The Sign of Quality
WHETHER ON SHOE OR SHOE-SHOP. THE RED
DIAMOND IS THE SIGN OF QUALITY. GIVE
THE SHOE MAN WHO SELLS THE STETSON AN
OPPORTUNITY TO TELL YOU JUST WHAT
STETSON QUALITY STANDS FOR.
STETSONS ARE MADE FOR MEN. THE PRICE
IS $5.50 PER PAIR. AND MORE.
THE STETSON SHOE CO., South Weymouth, Mass.
THE RED DIAMOND TRADE MARK
APPEARS ON EVERY STETSON SHOE
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Are YOU
One of the Hands ?
There are two classes of workers—head workers and hand workers. Are you one
of the hands ? What you get on pay day determines it.
The hands are paid for just so much work done. Come hard times they are laid
off—steady times, they earn so much and no more — sickness, their earnings are sus¬
pended— old age, their earnings cease. Advancement in the true sense ot the word
plays no part. Are you one of the hands ?
Only special training for the line of work you are best fitted for will put you in the
14 heads” class — the class that ever advances in position and salary. And you can
acquire this training through the help of the International Correspondence Schools of
Scranton. To learn how you can do it mark and mail the attached coupon.
Don’t imagine because you’re one of the hands that there is nol.C.S. way to Success
for YOU—for there is. It is for such men as "
you that the I. C. S. was established. On an
average, 300 students, once in exactly your
position, every month VOLUNTARILY
report advancement due to 1. C. S. training.
During November the number was 375.
If you can read and write you can be
helped in like manner. Mark the coupon.
You Can Succeed
There is absolutely no barrier in the
wav, whether of age, occupation, address,
lack of schooling, of means, or of spare
time. Not necessary to leave home or
quit work. Mark the coupon and learn
how easily you can quit the ‘‘hands”
crowd and join the 4 ‘heads’* class. Marking
the coupon costs you nothing and places
you under no obligation.
Assure your success in life by
marking the coupon TO-DAY.
SUCCESS COUPON
International Correspondence Schools,
Box 814. SCRANTON, PA.
Please explain, without further obligation on my part,
bow 1 can qualify for the position before which I have
marked X.
Itook keeper
Mechanical Draftsman
Stenographer
Telephone Engineer
A<Uerii«ern<-nt Writer
Elec. Lighting kupt.
Show Card Writer
Meehan. Engineer
Window Trimmer
Plumber A Steam Utter
Com merelal Low
Stationary Engineer
Illustrator
Civil Engineer
Designer A Craftsman
ltulldlug Contractor
Civil Service
Architer'l Draftsman
Chem lat
Architect
Textile MUISupt.
Structural Engineer
Electrician
Han king
Elec. Engineer
Mining Engineer
Name..
Street and No._
City -
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Hardware Trimmings
That Harmonize
If you are building a home be sure
that you select hardware trimmings
that will be in keeping with the
architectural style. Your architect
will be of assistance in determining
the style — but you should acquaint
yourself with the merits of
Sargent’s
ARTISTIC
Hardware
It is harmonious in its details and can
be had in all designs de¬
manded by any particu-
1 ar style of architecture.
Sargent's Hardware
adds materially to the
refinement of appear¬
ance in any home
and affords satisfac¬
tion as long as the
house endures. <(
Sargent’s Book of
Designs—sent
Will prove of Inval¬
uable assistance in
choosing right hard¬
ware trimmings.
Over 70 patterns are
Illustrated.
The Colonial Rook —
shows cut glass
knobs, door knock¬
ers aud other fit¬
tings In Colonial
styles. This book
also free on re¬
quest Address
SARGENT & COMPANY
159 Leonard St.
Valuable Paint Book
for Property Owners
You have occasion to buy more or
less paint. Are you competent to dis¬
tinguish pure and reliable paint from
the shoddy and adulterated? If not—
you need this book. Send for it to¬
day. It explains how many paints are
adulterated and what causes such
paints to crack and scale.
Tells how to choose a harmonious
color scheme—a set of beautiful color
plates accompany the book. This book¬
let likewise tells why
CARTER
Strictly Pure
White Lead
tl The Lead With the Spread”
is the most reliable, economical and dur¬
able paint you can buy. Why Carter
never cracks or scales—why it forms a
tough, durable film that contracts and
expands with the weather changes.
Explains what makes Carter whiter
than other leads — why this extreme
whiteness assures brighter, more true
and lasting colors. We send this book
free, on request.
For satisfactory and durable painting, engage a good paint¬
er and reauest Kim to use Carter White Lead mixed to order
at lime of painting, to meet the particular needs of your
buildings—then you will have no trouble with cracking and
peeling paint. Your local dealer can supply you with Carter.
Carter White Lead Co.
12066 So. Peoria St., Chicago, Ill.
Factories:
Chicago—Omaha
*To Be Sure IPs Purr,
Look for CARTER
on the Keg”
Ilf
ate.
*
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B ETTER than honey on hot biscuit-
delicious on buckwheat cakes. The
best and purest syrup in the
world for all uses—agrees with
everybody.
K*ro
CORN SYRUP
Eat it on
Griddle Cakes
Hot Biscuit
Waffles
Use it for
Ginger-Bread
Cookies
Candy
*Send your name on a post card
for Karo Cook Book—Fifty
pages including thirty />er-
fect recipes for home candy¬
making.
CORN PRODUCTS REFINING CO.
Dipt. H.
P. 0. Box 161 New York
Holstein Cow’s Milk For
Both Mother and Baby
If you have a new baby, of course you will nurse it, for
" Remember, there is nothing as good for the baby as
mother’s milk."
If you will drink the milk of the large, vigorous Holstein
Cow, you cannot help imparting vitality to baby as well as
gaining strength yourself. This seems a simple way to get
strong. Try it. It costs little and you will find yourself
gaining rapidly, as well as your baby.
If you do not nurse your baby, drink Holstein Cow’s Milk
yourself and get your physician to tell you how to modify
it for baby. If baby is well and strong the milk will prob¬
ably not need modifying. Nearly all milk supply stations,
Hboratories. sanitariums, hospitals, etc., use only Holstein
Cow’s Milk for infant and invalid feeding. Many of them
have their own herds of Holstein Cows.
Our little book, " The Story of Holstein Milk," has a fund
of information in it, and we are pleased to send it upon
request.
HOLSTEIN-FRIESIAN ASSOCIATION
2 F American Building, Brattleboro, Vermont
Blocker^
An American Drink from Holland
Prepare a cup of this delightful beverage. How
tempting the aroma 1 Sip it. How rich, how
delicious, how satisfying I Note the after-effect
—how well you feel for the rest of the day.
Make it a practice to drink it at least once every
day —and see how you*ll gain in health and
strength.
Free Sample Postpaid if you address Dept . ©
46 Hudson Street, New York
Beauty
ROSES
as well as other
Itotet are famous All
I'lan jour Koto t«iirrb*n now.
for a free copy of our
••Roses ol the Garden"
illustrating and describing all the leading
varieties, and showing you how to Mart
rlKbt and avoid failure. Also deter!bet oor
wonderful new Rose, Jcanettelleller.ihc
ideal garden rote, strong and healthy: a
light Iduth pink nod beautifully shaded.
W> pay cj-prcstagt on all orders.
Heller Brothers Company
American Beauty KpecliillaU
American
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I fisffEKESsS
Impure Water
Pure Water
How the PURE and the
IMPURE May Bear the
Same Chemical Symbols
Many people, and even many
druggists, believe that all peroxide
of hydrogen is alike, because it all
bears the same chemical symbols
H2O2. The chemical symbol of
plain water is H2O, and dirty
water can be just as correctly de¬
scribed by this symbol as clean
water; yet no one would want to drink dirty water simply because its chemical symbol is H2O.
The cheap and inferior grades of peroxide of hydrogen, suitable only for bleaching and
similar purposes, can be and are properly described by the
symbol H2O2. It is, however, just as reasonable to use these
bleaching kinds for personal use, because they bear the symbol
H2O2, as to drink dirty water because it has the same chemical
symbol as pure water.
The impurities in dirty water make it dangerous to drink just
as the impurities in bleaching peroxide make it unfit for personal
_ use. Bleaching grades of peroxide do not have to be pure, and,
— possibly because they are less expensive to make, they are some¬
times bottled and sold for toilet use. It is just as improper to do
\ this as it would be to bottle impure water and sell it for pure water.
Exact Size of
Trial Bottle
should be used exclusively for all personal, toilet and medicinal purposes,
just as pure water should be used exclusively for drinking purposes
Worthy druggists everywhere sell Dioxogen, but the safe thing to do is
to always ask for Dioxogen by name. Do not merely ask for “peroxide of
hydrogen,” as this is a general term covering all qualities and kinds, and,
like the general term “water” does not distinguish between the pure and
the impure, the suitable and the unsuitable.
Dioxogen Has Over Twenty Uses in the Home
Some of the most important, described in our new booklet “The
Best Kind of Health Insurance”, are its uses as a Gargle, as a
Mouth Wash, for Wounds and Cuts, for Burns and Scalds,
After Shaving, for Chapped Hands and Face, for the Com¬
plexion, for Manicuring, etc., etc.
WRITE FOR A TRIAL BOTTLE
If vou have never used Dioxogen, or if you have been buying ordinary
peroxide for personal use and want to prove the merits of Dioxogen,
we will gladly send you a 2 oz. trial bottle upon receipt of 10c to cover
postage (He) and mailing case (2c). Use coupon or give informa¬
tion asked for on coupon in a letter mentioning this magazine. ,
THE OAKLAND CHEMICAL CO., 91 Front St., New York
new y f
w/
r )ll' 1 ' Dioxogen
f close 10c for 2
oils AND habm^' 1 ^
ChemicalCo.
_ 91 Front Street,
r New York
Check one of the follow in?:
fir l | I have never used Dioxogen
1_I or any peroxide of hydrogen,
I would like to try Dioxogen and
enclose 10c for 2 oz. trial bottle.
I am using a peroxide, but not Dioxogen,
for personal use. 1 would like to compare
with the kind I am now using and cn-
oz. trial bottle.
Name..
...Druggist’s Namr
H 2 o 2
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KEEP BABY5
SKIN CLEAR
By the Constant Use of
CUT1CURA
SOAP
Assisted, when necessary, by Cuti-
curaOintment. These pure, sweet
and gentle emollients preserve,
purify and beautify the skin, scalp,
hair and hands of infants and
children, prevent minor eruptions
becoming chronic, and soothe and
dispel torturing, disfiguring rash¬
es, itchings, irritations and chaf-
ings. Peace falls on distracted
households when Cuticura enters.
Sold throughout the world. Depots: London. 27.
Charterhouse Sq.; Paris, 10. Rue dc la Chaus.see
d’Antln: Australia. R. Towns <fc Co., Sydney: India,
B. K. Paul, Calcutta: China. Hong Kong Drug Co.:
Japan. Martiya, Ltd.. Toklo; So. Africa, Lennon.
Ltd., Capo Town, etc.: U.S. A., Potter Dnig <fc Chem.
Corp.. Sole Pror8. t 133 Columbus Ave., Boston.
oyCuttcura Book, post-free. 32 paces of valuable
Information on Care of the Skin, Scalp and Hair.
BORATED TALCUM
TOILET POWDER
is the original—the first—talcum pow¬
der, It is the best by test, and is pre¬
ferred by the discriminating because
of its uniformity and purity.
Other Talcum powders
sold because of fancy
boxes. Mermen’s is
sold on its merits
as a toilet
prepara-^^^Sd^g^
tion
Look
for Men-
^ nen’s head on
every box you buy
—it is the sign of the
genuine. Put up in the
“Box that Lox
Sample box for 2c stamp
Guaranteed by Gerhard Mennen Chem.
Co. under the Pure Food and Drug
Act, June 30, 1906. Serial No, 1642.
Gerhard Mennen Co., Newark, N. J.
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$8,000 to $10,000
YEARLY
Make Money Out of Others’ Fun
Pleading the Public Pays Bis: Profits and own¬
ers of our famous attractions frequently make from 18,000
to $10,000 every year. We make everything in the Riding
Gallery line from a hand- power Merry-Go-Round to the
highest grade Carousselles. Bring in hundreds of dollars
daily It is a delightful, attractive, big paying, healthful
business. Just the thing for the man who can’t stand
indoor work, or is not fit for heavy work.
Just the business for the man who has some money
and wants to invest it to the best advantage. Our goods
are the finest appearing, easiest running, and most attrac¬
tive line min jf ictured They are simple in construction
and require no special knowledge to operate. If you want
to get into a money-making business, write to-day lot
catalogue and particulars.
HERSCHELL-SPILLMAN CO.
Park Amusement Outfitters
220 Sweeney Street, N. Tonawanda. N. Y. f U.S. A._
McClure's—The Marketplace of the World
THE ORIGINAL WORCESTERSHIRE
A superior seasoning for all kinds of Fish, Steaks, Roasts, Game, Gravies, Salads, etc. It gives
appetizing relish to an otherwise insipid dish. JoHN Doncan < s SoNS> AgtS)
Beware of Imitations. New York
OftfTpC! STEWS and HASHES are rendered very
^ much more tasty and appetizing by using
LEA & PERRINS
SAUCE
MEDICAL OPINIONS OF
Buffalo
Lithia Swings Water
A. F. A. King, A. M., M. D., Prof. of Obstetrics and Diseases of Women and children in the
Medical Department of Col umbia University, Washington, D. C., and in the University of Vermont;
Ex-President Washington Obstetrical and Gynecological Society; Fellow of the British Gynecological
and of the American Gynecological Societies , etc., etc., in the eighth edition of his Manual
recommends Buffalo Lithia Water Bladder.
T. Griswold Comstock, A. M., M. D., St. Louis, Mo., says: # “I have made use of it in
gynecological practice, in women suffering from acute Uraemic conditions, with results, to say the
least, very favorable .* 9
Dr. Jos. Holt, of New Orleans, Ex-President of the State Board of Health of Louisiana, says:
“I have Ptrriniw * I ,m. n m UFAmno in affections of the kidneys and urinary passages,
prescribedDUFFALO LITEliA IxAl LK particularly in Gouty subjects in Albuminuria, and
in irritable condition of the Bladder and Urethra in females. The results satisfy me of its extraor¬
dinary value in a large class of cases usually most difficult to treat.
Voluminous medical testimony cn request. For sale by the general drug and mineral water trade.
Buffalo Lithia Springs Water
McClure’s — The Marketplace of the World
The Unseen Power
As man’s mechanical skill increases he conceals the means by which
work is done. Compare, for example, the earliest locomotives and
their exposed mechanism w T ith the modern “iron horse,” or the early
walking-beam engine with a modern motor-boat driven by a sub¬
merged propeller and seeming to move as if alive. In your country
home there is no need to insult the landscape with a towering, clat¬
tering, unreliable windmill. Leave windmills to the days of “ New
Amsterdam” and the old flint-lock muskets to lovers of antiques,
and let your water supply be furnished by the little, inconspicuous
Hot-Air Pump, which can be tucked away in a corner of the cellar,
barn, or outhouse, works silently and independently of wind or
weather, and is reliable always. Once installed it is out of sight and
out of mind.
Be sure that the name "BFPMlQinCQ ^ PCCflM appears upon the pump you
purchase. This name HE£>ten iHULII ° r LIlluOOUIl protects you against worth¬
less imitations. When so situated taut you cannot personally inspect the pump before ordering,
write to our nearest office (see list below) for the name of a reputable dealer in your locality, who
will sell you only the genuine pump Over 40,000 are in use throughout the world to-day.
Write for Catalogue G, and ask for reduced price-list
RIDER-ERICSSON ENGINE CO.
35 Warren Street, New York 40 Dearborn Street, Chicago 234 West Craig Street, Montreal. P. Q.
239 Franklin Street, Boston 40 North ?th Street. Philadelphia 22 Pitt Street, Sydney, N. S. W.
(Also builder:* of the new ** Reeco" Electric Pump.)
Peter Henderson & Co.
To secure for our annual catalogue the largest possible circulation, we make the fol¬
lowing unusual offer: To every one who will state where this advertisement was seen, and
who encloses Ten Cent* (in stamps) we will mail the catalogue described below and alto
send free of charge our 44 HENDERSON 99 COLLECTION OF SEEDS, containing
one packet each of Giant Mixed Sweet Peas; Qiant Fancy Pansies, Mixed; Giant Victoria
Asters, Mixed; Henderson's Big Boston Lettuce; Freedom Tomato and Henderson's Blood
Turnip Beet in a coupon envelope, which when emptied and returned will be accepted
as a 25-cent cash payment on any order amounting to $1.00 and upward,
EVERYTHING FOR THE GARDEN
Is the title of our 1910 catalogue. It is a book of 200 pages with 700 photo engravings direct from
nature, 8 superb colored and duotone plates of vegetables and flowers. Complete and thorough
in every respect, it embodies the results of sixty years practical experience. We believe it is tbe
best we have ever issued, and the premier horticultural publication of tbe year.
In addition, ,.11 ordering from this advertisement will receive a copy of our Garden Guide
Kecord, which we consider one of our most valuable publications. A handbook of condensed
cultural information of which one of our customers, who has had an advance copy, says: "It is the
most complete, concise and comprehensive hook of its kind."
very Empty Envelope Counts As Cash
H0RL CK Salted milk
I erf* | BBt I mm I rn Nutritious Food-Drink-All Age*
Keep St on your side-board at homem
Served at Restaurants, Hotels, Fountains, Druggists .
Delicious, invigorating and sustaining.
Easily digested by the most delicate.
Mc Clure’s— The Marketplace of the World
LUTHER BURBANK’S GREATEST CREATION
The Sunberrv Improved Wonder berry
y A Luscious Berry Ripening in 3 Months from Seed
Seed 20c. per pkt.; 3 pkts. for 50c.; postpaid
This is positively the GREATEST new Fruit and the best NOVELTY of modern times. These are facts
which no one can get away from. The proofs are overwhelming in number and conclusive in character.
Fruit blue-black like an enormous rich blueberry in
looks and taste. Unsurpassed for eating raw, cooked, can¬
ned or preserved in any form. This great garden fruit is
equally valuable in hot, dry, cold or wet climates. Easiest
plant in the world to grow, succeeding anywhere and
yielding great masses of rich fruit all summer and fall.
The greatest boon to the family garden ever known.
Leaves and branches are also used for greens aud are
superb Everybody can and will grow it.
Luther Burbank of California, the world famous plant
wizard, originated this new fruit and turned it over to me
to introduce. He says of it: “This absolutely new berry
plant is of great interest and value, as it bears the most
delicious, wholesome and healthful berries in utmost pro¬
fusion and always comes true from seed.”
THE SUNBERRY is an improved form of the Wonder-
berry which I introduced exclusively last year and which
proved so satisfactory. It is greatly superior to the origi¬
nal type, and I alone have genuine seed.
SEED 20c. per pkt.; 3 pkts. for 50c. ;
7 for $1.00.
With every packet of seed I send a book giving 99 Re¬
ceipt* for using the fruit, raw, cooked, canned, preserved,
jellied, spiced, pickled, jams, syrup, wine, greens, etc. It
is superior for any of these uses.
Also a copy of my 152 -page Catalogue with every order
—which leils all about, my
' $12,000 IN CASH PRIZES AND OFFERS.
AGENTS WANTED.
MY GREAT CATALOGUE of Flowers and Vegetable
Seed, Bull's, Pla-tts and Rare and New Fruits FREE to all
who apply. 152 pages, 500 illustrations, and colored plates.
I hiive been in business 35 years and have half a million
customers all over the country. Complete satisfaction
guaranteed to everyone. Do not fail to see the many great
Novelties I am offering this year, of which the SUNBERRY
is the greatest ever known.*
READ MY CATALOGUE, pages 2 and 3. for full de-
scnpti *n, culture, uses, etc. (Also Colored Plate.)
READ scores of testimonials from well-known and re¬
putable people all over the country, pages 137,138, 139, 140.
READ the “Crime of the Wonderberry,” page 136
Address JOHN LEWIS CHILDS, Floral Park, N. Y.
p S.—This offer will not appear .igain. Write for Sunberrv seed, and Catalogue at once. Do not neglect or delay.
GROWN LAST YEAR BY 350,000 PEOPLE
What some of the growers say:
M- (well-known author).West Park,
lYIr. JObn Dlirrougns, N.Y., says: “My visit to you was
well worth while* if only to see that wonderful Wonderberry.
I could hardly credit my eyes when you led me in the midst
of those vines, each one spreading three or four feet over
the ground and loaded with fruit. As you lifted up the under
branches they were literally black with berries, and the marvel
was that much of the fruit had been hanging there since July
(nearly 3 months) and tvas sound and sweet. And that pie
we had for dessert at dinner. Surely, I never ate a more
delicious pie in my life.”
K C r _L„ writing to the** Tribune,” Hammond. La.,
• O. Lnocns, Aug. 5th, says:*' I have handled the Won¬
derberry this year. Planted in the open ground in March. Began
gathering berries in June. The plants nere will easily produce
$250 per acre before Aug. 1st. The plants bear enormously
and the fruit is delicious and sells readily in the markets.”
C C Director of the New York State
mr. Ei« J. miner, Agricultural Experimental Station,
says: “The Wonderberry appears to be a very good thing,
particularly on poor soil. 1 have seen it growing and fruiting
abundantly in pure sand. Another great quality is the long
keeping of the fruit, after it is picked. 1 have some that were
picked and shipped to me four weeks ago that are still good.”
D Q 14oil Wicbita, Kans., says: *'l sold seed of the
• J, flail, Wonderberries to thirty different parties last
spring, and twenty-nine of them are well satisfied with it and
recommend it. The other one planted it in soil too heavily
fertilized. 1 think I can sell lots next spring. I know of
no fruit or vegetable of easier culture. 1 find it extremely
prolific and of long season in bearing. Its rich color and fine
flavor make it one of the very best berries for jelly; and made
into pies—well, it has got them all beat to a frazzle.”
D L_ l D.,,*. Chef of the Union League Club,
Kobert Dreunmg, Brooklyn, N. Y., says: “Having
tried the new betry called the Wonderberry, I wish to say that
it is indeed a most delicious berry, and as a berry for culinary
use in making pies, etc., it is unsurpassed and cannot be rec¬
ommended too highly, the berries having a delightful flavor.”
rk _ r D* (Publishing Co.), Chicago, 111.: ” A
USCal L. Dinner few weeks ago our grocer notified
Mrs. Binner that he had a fine lot of Burbank’s Wonder-
berries. We bought some and made a pie ot same, and must
confess that though lam very fond of good pus I never ate
such n delictrus pie before My I but it was good.”
SUNBERRY
Th. e Improved
•' Wonders^.
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McCure’s—The marketplace of the World
1
That Croupy Cough
— the dread of every mother —
soon loses its dangerous symp¬
toms by the internal application of
WHITE
VASELINE
IN CONVENIENT, SANITARY
PURE TIN TUBES
(Contain No Lead)
Warm a little in a tea-spoon. Let the
child swallow this quantity at intervals
till the congestion is relieved. So taste¬
less, it is readily taken. So pure, it is
safest, most effective and best.
This is but one of the twelve Vaseline preparations
that together form a safe and convenient medicine
chest for the treatment of all the little accidents
and ailments prevalent in every family.
WRITE for our FREE VASELINE BOOK
it tells you of the special uses for
Capsicum Vaseline
Pure V aseline
Carbolatcd Vaseline
Mentholated Vaseline
Vaseline Oxide of Zinc
Vaseline Cold Cream
Pomade Vaseline
White Vaseline
Camphorated Vaseline
Borated Vaseline
Perfumed White Vaseline
Vaseline Camphor Ice
CHESEBROUGH MFC. CO.
Proprietor* of Every “Vaseline” Product
Dept. C, State St., New York
Brass-Craft
OUTFIT FREE
Brass-Craft is the most pop¬
ular and valuable Art of tha
time, and with our stamped
articles and simple instruc¬
tions, materials costing only
a trifle can quickly be worked
up into articles worth many
dollar*.
Let us send you this Complete outfit consisting of 1 Stip.
pling and VeiningTool. 1 package Polishing Powder, 1 pack¬
age Coloring Powder, 1 Fine Sandpaper, 1 piece Polithin*
Plush, and complete material for Handsome Brass-Craft
Calendar (see illustration) as follows: 1 Brass Panel, 1
Wood Panel, 50 Round-Head Brass Tacks, 1 Brass Hanger.
1 Calendar Pad. Furnished with stamped design and full
directions for making Calendar worth $1.00— all in neat box,
FREE and prepaid, to anyone sending na 26 cents to pay
cost of packing, shipping, etc.
Ask for FREE CATALOG M 2
Illustrates hundreds of articles in Brass-Craft for use, orna¬
ment or profit. The above outfit offer is made for a limited
time only to quickly introduce our splendid line of Brass-
Craft good* and distribute our New Catalog. Write today.
THAYER & CHANDLER
737-739 Jackson Bird. CHICAGO. ILL
See The
Point!
A pen that
will make a mark from
a fine hair-line to heavy shad¬
ing lias a wide range of possibili¬
ties. ^ All pens will not do this. They
haven't the Spencerian elasticity.
SPENCERIAN
Steel Pens
do this aud don’t lose their elasticity doing
individual pen is carefully
nntsned, tempered and polished. All
styles—one quality.
Sample card of 12 , all different,
sent for 6c postage.
SPENCERIAN PEN CO..
349 Broadway
N. Y.
McClure’s—The Marketplace of the World
Every Higgin Screen
sees a dozen ordinary
screens come and go
T HE ordinary kind can’t stand the weather. The wooden frames soon
warp , split, siuell and rot. The netting eventually rusts , pulls loose ,
breaks. In a few years you need a new set or must worry along with
the unsightly, stick-fast, weather-beaten old ones.
last as long as the house and always look
like new. The frames are enameled steel
or dull finished copper. Sun and rain can t
hurt them. The channels are metal, too, so
that the screens always fit perfectly — always
slide easily. Nothing to shrink, swell,
warp, or rot.
The netting is solid bronze wire—
the same all the way through—therefore
absolutely rust-proof. It needs no paint
and never has to be painted. It is held by
a patented inside round frame. This presses
against the outside moldings—holds the
wire uniformly tight but does not bend it
sharply anywhere. Allows for expansion
and contraction due to changes in tempera¬
ture. Can't pull away from the frame.
Their superior wear makes Higgin Screens
the cheapest without considering the extra
value of their superior appearance .
Screen once for all. Get Higgin Screens now
and save money later
Branch offices in all principal cities. Local representatives fur¬
nish estimates without charge or obligation. But if we have none in
.vour city we. will take measurements, deliver and fit screens; satis¬
faction guaranteed. Wherever you live you need not take a substitute
for Higgin Screens.
Free Catalog shows Higgin Screens for various styles of windows
and doors adapted to either old or new buildings and tells what
users think of them. Write today.
THE HIGGIN MFG. CO.
303-323 Woshiodton Ave. NEWPORT, KY.
Higgin All-Metal Weather Strip —Zinc and bronze. Always air-tight. Window never sticks. Circular free.
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McClure’s—The Marketplace of the World
A piano is maker and materials. The maker who thinks right will use best
materials and most skill—that’s an Estey.
A tone-trained ear is worth a fortune to a think-right piano-maker. * Estey
makers have men many years tone-trained.
We make a good piano and guarantee it with a good name, and we don’t charge
for the name. All you need to pay for is the piano. Think of that.
THE “POCKET ESTEY ” IS A BOOKLET of eleven small pages. You
can read it in five minutes. It is a guide to right thinking about pianos generally
and you should not buy a piano until you have
read it. Sent free on request. Address Dept. “ E. M
Estey Piano Company
New York City
Sixty years of honor in musical instrument making.
creme
__
A
Sour
Mouth
is an unclean mouth. A
sweet mouth is a clean
mouth. Sourness is caused
by germs, turning food
(starch and sugar) into
Lactic Acid—which also
decays teeth. Dr. Shef¬
field's Creme Dentifrice
produces a clean mouth
(aseptically and hygieni-
cally clean), sweet breath
and white polished teeth.
It is perfectly smooth
without an atom of grit.
It has a delicious flavor,
pleasing to everyone.
Sold everywhere on both sides
of the Atlantic (or by mail 25c ).
Every pickaxe has ATTACH¬
ABLE ECONOMY KEY.
The Sheffield Dentifrice Co.,
Box 5, New London, Conn., U. S. A.
for Whooping Cough
Croup, Sore Throat
Coughs, Bronchitis
Colds, Diphtheria
“Used while you sleep” Catarrh.
Vaporized Cresolene stops the paroxysms of
Whooping Cough. Ever dreaded Croup cannot
exist where Cresolene is used.
It acts directly on the nose and throat making
breathing easy in the case of colds; soothes the
sore throat and stops the cough.
Cresolene is a powerful germicide acting both
as a curative and preventive in contagious diseases.
It is a boon to sufferers from Asthma.
Cresolene’s best recommendation is its 30
years of successful use.
For Sale By All Druggists.
Send Postal for Descriptive Booklet.
Cresolene Antiseptic Throat Tablets for the irrita¬
ted throat, of your druggist or from us. 10 c. in stamps.
THE VAPO-CRESOLENE CO., 180 Fulton St., New York
Leemlng-Mlles Building, Montreal, Canada.
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McClure 1 s —The Marketplace of the World
''“TANKS WITH
CALDWELL
Tanks and Towers
TANKS of Steel or " Ever-
Listing’* Louisiana Red Cy¬
press with hoops of guaran¬
teed strength. No leaks; no
danger of bursting; no trouble
from freezing. , , .
TOWERS of Steel of the
famous Tubular-Col urnn de¬
sign or of Structural Steel.
Both of such heavy and rigid
construction that they will
withstand cyclones.
Eastman Kodak Co., Roch-
cstcr.N. Y.,write us Sept. 7 / 06 :
" The 2 5,000 Gallon Cypress
Tank and 75 foot Tubular
Column Steel Tower which
you installed at our plant some
eight years ago have given us
entire satisfaction, and are in
good condition to-day.'*
Outfits for WATER SUP¬
PLY and FIRE PROTEC¬
TION for Factories and Mills,
Country' Homes, Small Vil¬
lage Water Works, Asylums,
Railways, Parks and every
other purpose. We erect any¬
where in the United States,
Canada or Mexico
25 YEAR9* EXPERIENCE
Ask for references in your
section Send for illustrated
catalogue "L" and delivered
prices.
W. E. CALDWELL CO.
A REPUTATION”^
INCORPORATED
^ Louisville, Ky„ U.S.A.
Erected for
LIBBEY GLASS CO..
Toledo. Ohio.
/
/^OME to San Antonio!
^ Away from winter—
the land of flowers—to
the city of Romance.
Golf, Polo, Tennis, Riding
to Hounds, New Million
Dollar Hotels.
See the quaint Mexican Quar¬
ter, the Ancient Missions
and — the Alamo I
Our tourist book ^ (edi
tion de luxe) " Saa
Antonio the Beauti¬
ful 1 *— on request.
JOHN B CARRINGTON
Secretary
4 CHAMBER OF
COMMERCE
San Antonio Texas
a
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Three Generations
of American Women
Have Been Guided
in Their Selection of
Silken Fabrics by
the Sterling Worth
and Reliability of
CHENEY
SILKS
And this is more than
ever true to-day. Leading
stores everywhere have
made CHENEY SILKS
their standard. All other
silks, imported or not, are
judged by the Cheney
Standard.
Fashions for Spring
and Summer indicate a
widespread preference for
Foulards. Among the
wide variety of Cheney
Silks to be had in every
leading store may be found
the only “Shower-proof”
Foulards. In all the latest
patterns and designs,
smaller figures, polka-dots
and modish shades.
CHENEY SILKS include
every fabric made of silk, every
weave, every finish, for every pur¬
pose. Ask for Cheney Silks and
be sure you get them. Look for
the name “Cheney Silks ” on the
label.
At Leading Stores
Everywhere
CHENEY BROTHERS.
511k Manufacturers
4*
McClure’s—The marketplace of the World
The Berkshire Hills Sanatorium
For the Scientific and Effective Treatment of
CANCER.
Without Resorting to Surgical Procedure
The only private institution of magnitude in the United
States for the exclusive treatment of Cancer and other
malignant and benign new growths. Conducted by a
physician of standing. Established thirty-two years.
Far complete information address
BERKSHIRE HILLS SANATORIUM
North Adams • • • • Massachusetts
COMPLEXION INSURANCE
a^alnut harmful exposure to mow and
wind—Used daily by women every¬
where who wish to preserve their
beauty and keep their youthful ap¬
pearance, is La biache. It prevents
chaps, rough net's and rednesn and
keeps the skin smooth and velvety.
It Is pure and harmless.
Refuse substitutes. They may be
dangerous. Flesh, White,Pink or
Cream, AOc. a box, of druggists or by
moil. Send\f)c. for sample box.
BEN. LEVY CO.. French Perfumers
Dept. IS) 12o Kingston St., Boston. Hass,
i
THE KEEP-SHAPE
Cuts Pressing Bills in Half
This adjustable garment hanger is adaptable to
hanging lull suits, either Ladies or Gentleiren.
It is like putting yourself into your clothes
when you hang them up in your wardrobe.
Satisfaction guaranteed or money refunded.
Price ?1 each, 6 for $5.50or 12 for^lOdelivercd.
Booklet Free .
KEEP-SIIAPE CO., Dept. H, 132 Kaainu 8L, T«rk
GREIDER’S FINE CATALOGUE
of pure bred roultry, for 1010 , 200 pages, hand¬
somely illustrated, 150 engravings, photos, 30
line colored plates, describes 65 leading varie¬
ties of land and waterfowls, gives low prices of
s’oek, eggs, incubators, poultry supplies, etc.
Calendar for each month. How toearc for poul-
t y and all details. Only 10 cents. Send to-day.
It. H. GRLIDER, Box 90, Rhcem*. Pa.
E VEN Sister Bess can
make good desserts—
leustards, creams, pud-
dings—if she goes by the
book and uses
Kingsf ord s Corn Starch
C, Successful housewives from nearly every
State in the Union tell us how they use
Kingsford’s to improve their cooking.
C You’ll find the recipes in our re¬
markable little Cook bookH —“What
a Cook Ought to Know about Corn
Starch 99 with 168 of the best recipes
you ever tried.
C. Mail a post card today.
C. We’ll send the book free.
T. KINGSFORD & SON
Oswego, N. Y.
NATIONAL STARCH CO.. Successors
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McClure’s—The Marketplace of the World
EPICURES AND PHYSICIANS
alike draw a distinct line between the ordinary market variety and
ATWOOD GRAPE FRUIT
Epicures, because they have learned that
ATWOOD Grape Fruit is invariably thin-
skinned, solid and juice-laden, with a flavor
and appetizing influence never to be had in
the ordinary.
Physicians, because they have found that only
ATWOOD Grape Fruit can be depended
upon to impart to an effective degree the
grape fruit properties so beneficial to persons
of acid natures, especially sufferers from
rheumatism and gout.
ATWOOD Grape Fruit morning
and evening to correct the most
obdurate acid system.
Only in one place in the world has grape
fruit culture been developed to its highest
state and that is in the ATWOOD Grove,
at Manavista, Florida, where 250 acres
are devoted to its scientific cultivation, at an
initial expenditure of over a quarter million
dollars.
According to the Bureau of Chemistry of the Department of Agriculture, citric acid, as found in grape fruit,
** combines with certain bases and the resulting combinations in turn are transformed into
carbonates, thus rendering an unduly acid urine alkaline
NO OTHER FRUIT IS THE EQUAL OF GRAPE FRUI1
NO OTHER GRAPE FRUIT IS THE EQUAL OF THE ATWOOD
AH genuine ATWOOD grape fruit is wrapped in the ATWOOD trade
mark wrapper. Standard box of 54 or 64 or 80, according to size, six dollars.
We do not fill retail orders. Buy it by the Box—it keeps for weeks and grows better.
THE ATWOOD GRAPE FRUIT COMPANY
Kimball C. Atwood, Pres. 290 BROADWAY, NEW YORK
(AvfeM
(grape ERUIT COMPANY.]
MANAVISTA.
>, FLA.
V*. *>
Moss Greens, Bark Browns,
Old Weathered Grays
and many other beautiful shades are found in
Cabot’s Shingle St ains
They are not only artistic and harmonious,
but they are also cheap, easy to apply and
the Creosote thoroughly preserves the wood.
Send for samples on wood, and circulars.
SAMUEL CABOT, Inc., 139 Milk St., Boston, Mass.
Agents at all Central Points.
Stained with Cabot's Shingfc Stains.
Ay mar Embury //, Architect, Englewood, N. jf.
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McClure’s—The mametpiace of the World
PIERS
iiARDINIJOOK
Best Aid to
Successful
Gardening
256 pages of practical gar¬
dening information. 8 beauti¬
ful color and duotone plates.
Special cultural notes on How
to Grow Flowers from Seed;
How to Grow Asters, Sweet-
peas, Dahlias, Gladioli, Palms,
Ferns, Roses, etc. Tells clearly
how to grow fine vegetables.
Lists 1.200 varieties of flower
seeds, 2,COO kinds of plants,
and 600 varieties of vegetables,
besides numerous hardy
shrubs, climbing plants, small
fruits, water-lilies, etc., etc.
Mailed ftce to anyone mentioning this publication .
GIANT ORCHID-FLOWERED SWEET PEAS
These are the aristocrats of the Sweet Pea family and are just
as easy to prow as the common kinds. Flowers of extraordi¬
nary size, with wavy petals and usually borne four to a spray.
AH colors mixed, 10 ct*. per pkt., 15 eta. per os.
•• Garden Rook " free with each order.
HENRY A. DREER
714 Chestnut Street, Philadelphia
Send postal and see how larger and
Better Fruit,
Larger and
Better Vegetables and
Freedom from Insects
are secured by using
Bowker’s
“Pyrox”
It kills all leaf-eating in¬
sects, caterpillars, etc., pre¬
vents unsightly blemishes;
also improves color of apples,
pears, peaches, etc. It in¬
creases yield of potatoes and
vegetables. Enough to make
50 gals, solution $ 1.75. Book¬
let free. No experiment.
Introduced 1898.
Insecticide Co.,
DU VV ALIY Boston, Mass.
Also Specialties for Scale Insects,
etc. Bring all your outdoor "Bug”
troubles to us.
SURBRUG’S
ARCADIA
MIXTURE
In each pound there ore three to four hundred
pipe fulls—it costs $2.00 per pound—three quarters
01 a cent a pipe.
If you smoke five pipes a day it’s less than four
cents—five hours of pleasure for four cents—cer¬
tainly, ARCADIA is cheap enough for you to smoke.
Send 1ft CFNTS for a sample of the most
IV I O perfect tobacco known
THE SURBRUG COMPANY
81 Dey Street, New York
SffeJ Fishing Roi
Won their fame years ago and became "The ad
mired of all anglers." They are made by the most
expert workmen. They have the best guides, bar
none. They do not warp. They have no perishable
windings to break. Perfect for casting, trolling or still
fishing. Unequaled for hooking nlbblers and playing
tender-mouthed fish. Stand the severest strain of
rough work. Suitable for every kind of fishing.
Guaranteed three years. Sold by the best dealers
In all parts of the world. Look for the name
"BRISTOL" always on the reel seat of the
genuine. Write for catalog mailed free
with useful fish hook disgorger if you
state the name of your dealer.
On receipt of 25c, we will mail the season's
most artistic fishing calendar (19x30), a repro¬
duction in full colors of PI. C. Wyeth' s beauti¬
ful oil painting entitled “ The Enthusiast."
THE HORTON MFG. CO..
25 Horton St., Bristol, Conn. ;
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McClure’s—The Marketplace of the World
Speed the Work
on Washday!
Farm Land
Save Money-Keep Servants Happy
The 1900 Motor Washer does both the washing and wring¬
ing. It rushes the work to completion hours ahead of the
old way Washes a tubful
of dirty garments spotlessly
clean in six minutes / Then
wrings them out with equal
rapidity— ready for the line!
Costs 2 cents a week to run it
—by electric or water power.
No trouble keeping servants
when the washer does the work.
1900 MOTOR
WASHER
Free on 30 Days’ Trial
We welcome requests for
tests and gladly ship freight
prepaid, on 30 days’ free trial.
A fine wringer free with every
outfit. Do four big washings
with it. See it in actual opera¬
tion! You will be amazed by
the ease and speed and per¬
fection with which it handles
everything, from heavy blunketn to Ince*. If the washer wins your
favor, you may keep it unit nny monthly out of what it anvrs. Other¬
wise. we cheerfully take it back at no expense to you. Write today
for fn»cinnting Free Book and full particulars. 1900 Washer
Co., S45» Henry St., Birurhamton, N. Y. If you live in Canada,
address Canadian 1900 Washer Co., 356 Yonge St.. Toronto. Canada.
BRANCH HOUSES: W T e maintain branches At 1947 Broadway,
New York City: and 1113Flotbush Ave., Brooklyn: and in all prin¬
cipal cities. We also make shipments from our warehouses in
Kumuui City, San Francisco anil beuttle. i26>
IT PAYS BIG
To Amuse The
Public With
Motion Pictures
NO EXPERIENCE NECESSARY as our In¬
struction Book and' ’Business Guide' ’tells all.
iWe furnish Complete Outfit with Big Adver
tiling Posters, etc. Humorous dramas brimful
of fun. travel, history, religion, temperance
work and songs illustrated. One man can do it.
Astonishing Opportunity in any locality for
a nmn with a little mono* to show in churches,
school houses, lodge halls, theaters, etc. and
onemte Five Cent Theatres
Motion Picture Films and Song Slides rented.
Profits $10 to over $100 per night. Others
Catalog
dolt, why not yont It's easy; writo to us. we’ll tell you how
l free.
AMUSEMENT SUPPLY CO., 826 Illinois Bank Bldg., Chicane. III.
$650 A. B.C. Automobile $650
The biggest Automo¬
bile bargain in America.
2 or 4 Cylinders Sur¬
reys, Runabouts, and
Delivery Wagons, 18
or 30 H. P.. Solid or
Pneumatic Tires. Write for FREE. Catalog.
A. B. G. Motor Vehicle Mfg. Co., soii Morgan, St. Louis
kHORSE POWER COMPLETE i |1 /I Ci»r..ite,|
f 1,243 Cylinders, 3 1, 30H P. |;„ c * c ”*“ >on ‘* bJ *I
r^rltt fn r complete catalog today-tolls all about bow these high grade motors are built tb |
I •!>• I ARC.EST PLANT IN THE WORLD devoted eicluslvely to the manufacture of I
T-cyels motors. CRAY MOTOR CO , 32 Lal b St., Detroit, Mich. ]
the Basis of
Value
In making investments the first consideration
should always he the character of the security.
Every investor to whom income is important
should learn the facts about Irrigation bonds.
They form, in our estimation, the safest way to
earn 6 per cent.
Secured by a Thousand Farms
Irrigation bonds are secured by first liens on good
farm land—sometimes a thousand farms. The farms
are worth usually at least four times the loan.
The farms are exceedingly fertile, and are not
subject to crop failures. Any one season’s earnings
are general}* sufficient to repay the whole loan.
The bonds are additionally secured by a first
mortgage on an irrigation system, in which the
^investment is often twice the bond issue.
Some Irrigation bonds are n unicipal securities,
which form — as do school bonds — a tax lien on the
district. Some are issued under the “Carey Act,”
where the State supervises the project.
They are issued in denominations of $100, $500 and
$1,000, so one may invest either little or much. All
are serial bonds, part of which are paid annually, so
one may make long-time or short-time investments.
78 Issues Sold
In the past 16 years we have sold 78 separate
issues of Reclamation bonds, all based on farm liens.
Not a dollar of loss has resulted to any investor.
Our dominant place now gives us the pick of these
projects. They are passed on by our own engineers
and attorneys. And an officer of our Company con¬
stantly resides in the irrigated sections, watching
the projects we finance.
We have issued a book based on all this experience
— a book which every investor should read. Please
rut out this coupon as a reminder to send for it. (16)
First National Bank Building. Chicago III Broadway, New York
50 Congress St.. Boston First National Bank Bldg., San Fninciso
Please send your ficc book on Irrigation Bonds
Name .
City ...
State .... .Ba i
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McClure’s—The Marketplace of the World
NEW
T HE new Rambler, because of its quiet ease of
motion, reserve power, and dignity of comfort,
affords to the busy man pleasing relaxation and
healthful recreation with family or friends at the
end of the day. For satisfactory operation in crowded
city traffic, on boulevard, or country road the new
Rambler, because of the offset crank-shaft, is capable
of three or sixty miles an hour, on high speed, climb¬
ing any hill with gratifying ease.
The Spare Wheel obviates tire trouble. With
straight-line drive, big wheels and tires, and new ex¬
panding clutch the new Rambler is superior to all in
efficiency and better than any in quality, silence, and
comfort.
Rambler automobiles, $1,800 to $2,500
Thomas B. Jeffery & Company
Main Office and Factory: Kenosha, Wis.
Branches: Chicago, Milwaukee, Boston, Cleveland and San Francisco
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r HE Sherwin-Williams Pah
Sherwin-Williams
PAINTS & VARNISHES
Address all inquiries to
003 Canal Road. Cleveland, O.
In Canada, to
6.W Center Street, Montreal
London Address
7 Well Court, Queen Street, E. (
McClure’s—The Marketplace of the World
Sherwin-Williams
Paint. PREPA RED
E VERY formula from which we make paint
has a number. That number identifies the
paint. It makes it possible to prepare at
any time a paint which is identically the same
under the same conditions. No guess-work is
required. Each number stands for a particular
shade of a particular kind of paint, which will
always be the same.
Sherwin-Williams Paint (S W P) is always
the one high standard of quality, the result of
ver forty years conscientious paint making.
There is a Sherwin-Williams agent in every
town, who sells S W P
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McClure’s—The Marketplace of the World
Is KAHN SYSTEM written in your plans
If not, stop your building until you have had
time to personally investigate the advantages of
the Kahn System.
Learn how over 3,000 important buildings in all
parts of the country have been built Kahn System,
and why the^very largest industrial concerns adopt
Kahn System exclusively.
Kahn System of Reinforced Concrete
means four things — Fireproofness, Permanence,
Beauty and Economy. It means that by saving in¬
surance, increased life, and better sanitary conditions,
you actually save money over con¬
structions that burn, rot and rust,
hr Kahn System Service —counsel
d suggestion of our Engineers
before and during construc¬
tion, backs up the intelligent
use of Kahn System Products.
Ltlibjr, McNeil * Llbhy Hid*.. Chlrago, I*. Lannen, 4wihl
Kahn S.mem Reinforced Concrete
Kahn Trussed Bars for beams and girders—f/y-/?i6, a self centering
reinforcement for floors, roofs, walls and partitions — Rib Metal for
slabs — Spiral Hooping and Cup Bars for columns — Rib Lath and Rib
Studs for plaster and stucco work— Trus-Con Chemical Products for
waterproofing and finishing concrete.
Detailed suggestions and catalogs free. Write us about your building.
Trussed Concrete Steel Co.,
504 Trussed
Concrete Bid?.,
Detroit, Mich.
OFFICES • IM PRINCIPAL CITIES
Palmer Motors and Launches
Two and Four Cycle. One, Two and Four Cylinder.
Stationary anti Marine. One to l wenty H P.
Catalogue FKICK.
PALMhR BROS., Cos Cob, Conn.
New Y'ork: 31 E. 21st St. Philadelphia: The Bourse.
Ikrctmi* 85 Union St. Providence. K l.s 242 Kiiriy St.
Portland. Me. ; Portland
Pier. Seattle, Wash.:
6 First Avenue So.
Vancouver. B. C-: 1600
Powell St.
Ten Days 9 Free Trial
allowed on every bicycle we sell. We Ship on Approval
and trial to anyone inttieU.S. and prepay the freight. If
you are not satisfied with the bicycle after using it ten
days, ship it back and don't pay a rent.
PAPTHRY DRIPPC ZtomtfAwjrsblcyols ora
I AO I Un V rniUCO pair nr tiros from anyone
at any price until you receive our latest Art Cataioga
of high grade bicycles and sundries and learn our
heard of prices and marvelous new special offer /.
IT A ill V PACTC a cent to write a postal and
II UWLV IfUd I 0 everything will be sent you
FREE by return mail. You will get much valuable in-
formation. Oo Not Walt; write it Now t
TIRES, Coaster-Brako rear whaala, lamps,
parts, repairs nnd sundries of all kinds at half usual prices.
MEAD CYCLE CO. Dept. L 32, CHICAGO
Don't Throw it Awa;
Old Appliance LAME PEOPLE Our Appliance
The Perfection Exlension Shoe for any
person with one short liinb. Worn with
any style of ready-made shoes with per¬
fect ease and comfort. Shipped on trial.
Write for booktet.
HENRY M. 1OTZ
313 Third Avenue. New York
TYPEWRITERS makes
All the Standard Machines SOLD or RENTED AJY
WIIEI1K at tft oA H’F’U’g Pit I CBS, allowing
TO APPLY ON PRICK. Shipped with prod»•«• *
examination. CfT Write for Illustrated Catalog H.
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ALTHOUSE’S Select Forei f" T —
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Spain nnd the French Chateaux. Norway. Sweden.
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They mend all leaks in all utensils, tin. brass.
p copper, graniteware, hot water bags. etc. No
id solder. Lrtnent or rivet Anv one can use them :
fit anv surface; three million in use. Semi for
sample package, 10 cents. f’oniplrt* purine*
aborted vices 2i rent* postpaid. Agent* wanted
COLLETTE MFU. CO.. HOX 15b AWSTFKIHM. S. Y.
TT
©ncc UponaCtmc
If you are interested in adver¬
tising I would like to send
you this booklet. Address
JOSIAH J. HAZEN
44 East 23d Street, New York
PUNCTURE PROOF FOLDING BOATS
Light, racy lo handle, no hoathonae, leaks or repairs. Safe anywhere, always ready. c ^ cc ! t ^' ' "“L*
by hand. Safe for family, or bait casting standing. All sixes Ribbed longitudinally and diagonal f-
Sinkahle. Stronger than wood or steel. Usrd in the U. S. Navy and Army, and Canadian and r *" ’ .
eminent* Awarded Flrct Prlie, at Chicago and Si. Louis World's Fairs Catalogue 100 engravings °
KING FOLDING CANVAS BOAT CO., 680 Harrison St., Kalamazoo, Mien.
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McClure’s—The Marketplace of the World
will
Breathe Yourself Back to Health—
Nulife Compels Deep Breathing
— Prof. Charles Munter
Nulifo straightens round shoulders Instantly, expands
the chest from two to six inches, reduces the abdomen to proper
proportions, holds you upright and makes you walk, stand
and sit erect.
The larger the lungs the greater tne vitality of the
body. Nulife expands the lungs to their fullest capacity
and holds them open to receive all the air that con
tinued deep breathing draws into them. You may
realize the importance of deep breathing, but without
Nulife you forget to breathe deeply when your mind
becomes absorbed in other matters. With Nulife you
unconsciously breathedeeply and regularly all the time;
that is the secret of the great success of Nulife. It acts like a
watchman over your breathing organs.
Nulife makes vou use all of your lungs all the time, and this
continued internal massage with Nature’s tonic, fresh air. is a positive
preventive of all throat, lung, nasal and many internal disorders arising
from improper breathing.
Prof. Charles Munter’s
Nulife
For Man, Woman and Child
Trade PATENTED Mark
Old fashioned braces have been displaced by the
modern scientific body support. Nulife, which compels
deep breathing by straightening round shoulders.
Nulife is not a brace, made of steel, buckles and
rubber, but a light weight, washable garment that is
pleasant to wear, and so simple that any child can put it
on without assistance. Nulife cultivates and permanently
maintains a strong, vigorous body, and the natural effect of
wearing it is to become buoyant in spirit, muscular in body,
active in brain, pleasant in manners, with the step of youth,
the figure of health, the curves of beauty, and everything that
goes with health and makes for happiness.
Nulife 19 not a cure-all, or a secret of eternal youth or miracle, but it is a
scientific aid to nature, compelling you to breathe as you were born to breathe and as
you should breathe every moment you live. Nulife has no equal or substitute for
results, for health, for security or bodily support. For athlete or invalid Nulife is
equally good, it stores up energy.
Women cannot have physical beauty without physical perfection of form.
Nulife instantly corrects all defects of the body and gives every graceful curved line of
beauty demanded by health and fashion; producing without a corset, the grace symmetry
and poise which no steels can give, allowing the body to be flexible and comfortable, and
not restrained in the vise of metal supports which most corsets contain.
Nulife Is an invaluable aid to growing boys and girls, acting like a guardian
ov»t their bodies, protecting them from sudden changes of weather. Nulife holds children erect, making them grow
straight, strong and vigorous. As the twig is bent the tree is inclined. By starting straight they will grow straight.
Many children are born frail, delicate and deformed, and with the least assistance during their
childhood become strong and healthy afterward. Children in their youth may have no visible
defect, but are continually ailing from some unknown cause. Thisis eradicated and prevented
by wearing Nulifo. which compels deep breathing, the vital force of life.
defe
by
This Guarantee Goes With Every Nulife
I guarantee that Nulife will straighten round shoulders, expand your chest two to
six inches, increase your height and compel free, regular deep breathing as Nature wants
you to do. The price of Nulife is now $3.00, for which it will be sent prepaid to your
address, and I know you will be well pleased and recommend Nulife to your friends after
you receive and wear it. To order correctly give Chest Measure (close up under arm
pits and completely around the body), with your Height, Weight and Waist Measure,
and state whether for male or female.
Send F Y o°rMy Name Illustrated Book £>"&
I will send you free the Nulife booklet which tells you all about Nulife. what it
has done for others and will do for you. This booklet is filled with illustrations and
reading matter that clearly describe the efficiency and benefits of this wonderful garment.
You ought to know these facts whether you ever expect to purchase Nulife or not. bend
your name and address, plainly written to
Prof. Chas. Munter,
No. 5 Nulife Building,
13-15 W. 34th St. (near Fifth Ave.)
New York
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McClure’s—The Marketplace of the World
Which Will You Choose?
Will it be “J ust a Common Job”
at small pay or one of the well
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School of Correspondence can
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Many poorly paid but ambitious men
have over-come greater obstacles than
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It is easy to acquire training. Choose
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and mailing the coupon below. Let us
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problem.
The American School is the greatest practical
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no matter where you live and train you in your
spare time-—in your own home.
Make your choice today by filling in and mailing
the coupon. There is no obligation. The Ameri¬
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and promptly by mail—not by an agent to bother
you in your home or at your work. We will tell
you frankly and honestly just how we can help
you. Mail the free information coupon today .
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ON EVERY BRUSH
DUPONT
V BRUSHES
Made of the best Bristles andt|
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in a clean and sanitary fac¬
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DUPONT BRUSHES
outlast several ordi¬
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cost no more.
Hundreds of
styles in natural
Woods . real
Ebony, Bone,
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the Hair ,
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fj not at your
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we will see
that you
_ are sup-
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to clean and properly care
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Men York Ofllcr, 43-17 WentThirty-thirdSt.
What One
Woman Did
Chicago.til. Aug.20.1909.
"Jan. 1st I had ‘.’7 hen*. Since then
I huve hatched over &UU chick*.
Sold $108.00 worth of broiler# and
eirsr.s and have at leant 350 chick¬
ens left. I have tried three other
incubator* hut I consider the
Sure Hatch bent and eaeiesl, to
run." MISS L. A. POPE.
Mifi« Pope did this on a city lot. You can have as great
Bucreas if you use a Sure Hatch Incubator. give
a positive guarantee, backed by the Bankers’ Surety Company,
of Cleveland, Ohio, with its $1,000,000 capital Sure Hatch
Incubators are shipped freight prepaid on 60
days' Free trial. Order one to-day. You take
' absolutely no risk.
Sure Hatch Incubator Co.
[ Box 58 Fremont, Neb.
Pull the Chain and Turn On the Sunlight!
Hclioi Light is better than Electricity
or City Gas, Cheaper than Kerosene or
Candles. Steady, white, brilliant;
coat* l-4c per hour. Burns 97 per cent air.
Lighted or extinguished l>y pull of chain. No
smoke, no soot, no odor, no irrease. no wick*
to trim. Absolutely safe. For homes, store *,
halls, factories, shops, churches, hotel*, pub¬
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install. Any one can do it. Write now for
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numerous artistic styles.
Exclusive Territory and Big Money
Tor Good Agents. We Help You Sell.
Tie STANDARD CILlEn LIGHT COMPANY
222 Michigan Sired, Chicago, U. S. A.
McClure's —The Marketplace of the World
$710
JJuys the Material Needed
to Build This Home!
Price Includes Blue Prints; Architect’s
Specifications; Full Details; Working
Plans and Itemized List of Material.
OUR HOUSE DESIGN No. 133
This house appeals to persons who love out
door life. It is of moderate size, having 7
rooms, bath and pantry arranged with a
view to comfort and convenience. Its distin¬
guishing featu re Is its large porch wh Ich extends
across the front and half way to the rear on
one side.
Thlshouse will fit well In any locality, whether
country, town or city. Build this bouse for
your family. It Is cheap at the price we are
offering it. It will make you a home you wUL
always be proud of.
We Save You Big Money on Lumber & Building Material.
The Chicago House Wrecking Co. is the largest concern in the world devoted to the sale of Lurrber and
Building Material direct to the consumer. No one else can make you an offer like the one show n above.
We propose to furnish you everything needed for the construction of this building except Flurrbing, Heating
and Masonry Material. Write us for exact details of what we furnish. It will be in accordance with our
specifications, and gives you the opportunity to save money on your purchase.
How Wc Operate:
We purchase at Sheriffs’ Sales, Receivers’ Sales and
Manufacturers’ Siles. besides owning outright sawmills
and lumber yards. If you buy this very same building
material else vnere it will surely cost you a great deal
more money. By our "direct to you" methods we
eliminite s?/?ril middlemen’s profits. We can prove
this to you.
What Our Stock Consists of:
We have everything needed in Building Material for a
building of any sort. Lumber, Sash. Doors, Mill work,
Structural Iron, Steel and Prepared Roofing. We also
have Machinery. Hardware. Furniture. Household
Goods. Office Fixtures. Wire Fencing — -in fact, anything
required to build or equip. Everything lor the Home,
the Office, the Factory or the Field. Send us your car¬
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prove our abitity to save you money. WRITE US TO¬
DAY, giving us a complete list of everything you need.
Our Guarantee.
This company has a capital stock and surplus of over
$1,000,000.00. We guarantee absolute satisfaction in
every detail. If you buy any material from us not as
represented, we will take it bc.ck at our freight ex¬
pense and return your money. We recognize the vir¬
tue of a satisfied customer. We will in every instance
‘‘Make Good." Thousands of satisfied customers prove
this. We refer you to any bank or banker anywhere.
Look us up in the Mercantile Agencies. Ask any
Express Company. Our responsibility is unquestioned.
Free Book of Plans.
We publish a handsome, illustrated book containing de¬
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can furnish the material complete for any of these de¬
signs. This book is mailed free to those who correctly fill
in the coupon below. Even if you have no immediate
intention of building, we advise that you obtain a copy
of our FREE BOOK OF PLANS. It’s a valuable book.
$2.00 Buys a Complete Set o! Blue Prints, Plans, Speci¬
fications and List of Materials.
We send you a set of plans for the house described above, including the necessary specifications and com¬
plete list of materials, transportation charges prepaid, for the low price of $2.00. This is only a deposit,
a guarantee of good faith, and the proposition to you is that after receiving these blue prints, specifications
and list of materials, if you place an order with us for complete bill of materials, we will credit your account
in full for the S2.00 received, or we will allow’ you to return these plans, specifications and list of materials
to us and we will refund Si .50, thereby making the total cost to you 50 cents.
Free Publications.
Fill in the coupon to the right and we will
send you such lit;nture as best suits your
needs. We publish a 500-page mammoth
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ness history and showing all the vast lines
of merchandise that we have for sale. We
buy our goods at Sheriffs’. Receivers' and
Manufacturers’ Sales. Ask for catalog
No. 910. Our free *’ Book of Plans" is de¬
scribed elsewhere in this advertisement.
SEND US THIS COUPON
CHICAGO HOUSE WRECKING COMPANY
I saw your advertisement in McClure’s Magazine. I am interested in
Name.
Chicago House Wrecking Co.
Town,
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County.
State.
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McClure’s—The Marketplace of the World
Among the
Worthiest of All
Tributes
is the selection of a casket of adequate
quality and character.
That those who are called upon for funeral
arrangements may more readily obtain the highest
possible quality that means permit, examples of
NATIONAL Caskets are illustrated and described.
The African Mahogany Casket here shown, is of the
most substantial making possible to attain. For simple,
but impressive beauty, no design surpasses it. It is not ex¬
travagant in cost, yet fully befitting burials of highest circumstance.
NATIONAL CASKET COMPANY
Twenty-three showrooms are maintained in principal
cities, where caskets suitable to any burial are shown,
for the convenience of purchasers and funeral directors.
We Sell Only Through Funeral Directors
Write for booklet *' THE
NATIONAL BRONZE
descriptive of the indestructible,
ever-enduring National Bronze
Casket, with a most interesting his*
tory of this wonderful, eternal metal.
Address to J. West 29th Street, New York
“The Cream of a
Thousand Plans
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Don’t limit the beauty and
convenience of your home to
the ability of your local archi¬
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Proht by the experience of the
most satisfied home owners in
the world. My new Portfolio
•'The Cream of a Thousand
Plana,** shows perspectives,
floor plans, full descriptions and
.. . . , estimated cost of the very best
j? thousands of homes which 1 have built for clients all
r over the world. I Supply Itlue Print Plans, working de-
and spec incut ions of all these homes at less than one-
fifth the regular price. I save you humlredsof dollars by turn¬
ing waste space into act ual room, and objectionable features into
real conveniences. \our sending for the Portfolio places you
under no obligation to order your plans from me. A few copies
of the -Itlx edition left, bend for yours today. (2)
J<n» C. Petersen, Architect, 402 Stale Bank Bldg., Traverse City, Mich.
FERRY'S
To grow
the finest flowers and
I most luscious vegeta¬
bles, plant the best
r seeds. Ferry’s seeds are best because
they never fail in yield or quality.
The best gardeners and farmers
everywhere know Ferry’s seeds to
be the highest standard of quality
yet attained. For sale everywhere.
FERRY’S 1910 Seed Annual
Free on request
D.M. FERRY & CO.,
Detroit. Mich.
A GENUINE OLD-FASHIONED
Red Cedar Colonial Chest
Beautifully polished, velvety hand-rubbed finish,
heavily bound witli wide copper bands, studded
with old-fashioned copper rivets; fitted with a
strong lock, brass casters, cedar handles and
brass lid stays; shipped direct from manufacturers
to your home on
FIFTEEN DAYS’ APPROVAL-CHARGES PREPAID
If after using it fifteen days, and it is not all we claim for it, return it to us at our
chests are excellently suited for birthday, wedding or any anniversary gift, being both
m design and made from start to finish by skilled workmen. We ‘
PROOF. They will save many times their cost in furrier's bills am
This cut represents only onr of our many designs and styles.
tariff for illustrate,1 catalog showing our entire fine.
expense. We pay charges both ways. Ihesc
>mamental and serviceable. They are handsome
uarantce every one of them MOTH, OUST A> L> DAM!
moth-eaten clothing.
PIEDMONT RED CEDAR CHEST CO., DepL 6, Statesville. N. C
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HE thoroughness of National quality and construc¬
tion is as well demonstrated in the Cloth Covered
Caskets as in those of Hardwood finish.
TRADE MARK
The partial illustration here, is of the Orient
Casket, a notable and famous design by this Com¬
pany. The structure is of the finest Mahogany,
covered with the richest broadcloth. Almost
severe in design, it is yet wonderfully expres¬
sive and idealistic. Though costing well
within the means of most, its character
has led to its selection for the burials
of many famous men and women.
National Casket Company
Executive Offices, 3 W. 29th St., New Yor£
Albany; Allegheny; Baltimore; Boston; Brooklyn;
Buffalo; Chicago; East Cambridge; Harlem;
Hoboken; Indianapolis; Louisville; New Haven;
Nashville; New York City; Oneida; Philadelphia;
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Washington; Williamsburg.
MONEY TALKS
But if you wish to keep it talking,
You must invest in SAFE SECURITIES or it may
become speechless.
The First Mortgage 5%,
BONDS of GAS, ELECTRIC & WATER
COMPANIES
Will keep up the conversation, as they are working all the
time DAY and NIGHT to supply necessities such as Water,
Heat, Light and Power.
o
Income.
Petry & Company
BANKERS
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The
ATL
CEMENT
LI B R A R Y
is a set of books intended to be read by everyone
who intends building:. It makes no difference
what you are going to build, you cannot afford to
consider building without considering concrete
as a building material. You cannot afford to
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ATLAS
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These books cover both subjects. “Concrete
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home. “Concrete Construction about the Home
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place. These books will convince any fair-
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concrete is made with Atlas Portland Cement.
Book* in the Atlas Cement Library:
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Concrete in Highway Construction.1.00
Reinforced Concrete in Factory Construction
Delivery charge .10
Concrete in Railroad Construction.1.00
Concrete Cottages .Free
Concrete Country Residences (out of print) - 2.00
Concrete Garages - Free
Write for any or all of them to
the ATLAS PORTLAND CEMENT co.
Dept. 56 30 Broad Street, New York
Largest output of any cement company in the world.
Over 50,000 barrels per day.
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[UVINC
Fit Every Man in
Every Occupation
Wear
SHIRLEY
PRESIDENT
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three days
and if you arc not con¬
vinced that they are the
most comfortable and sat¬
isfactory suspenders you
ever wore, you get your mon¬
ey back.
Supreme in comfort and
wearing qualities—.with the
manufacturers* unconditional guar¬
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Light, medium and heavy
weights. Extra lengths for tall men.
also youth's size. At dealers, or
mailed direct for 50 c.
IIIIC C. A. EDGARTON MEG. CO.
702 Main Street,
SHIRLEY. MASS.
r*i
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'SXg? HOUSE PLANS
Have
Originality
This plan for a N. Y. C. client Is but one of hundreds In our
books of plans, giving views, etc „
100 Small Cot . and Bung. .60 226 Cstg. S2000 to $2300. $1 On
98 Cstff. $800 to $1200 .30 191 ** $2500 to $3000. L'»U
136 •• $1200 to $1600 $1.00 207 *' $3000 to $4000. 1.0“
186 " $1600 to $2000 • 1.00 172 " $4000 and upd 1.00
86 Duplexes. Double Houses. Flats, etc. .... 1.00
THE KEITH CO.. Architects, ^
These trade
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and ills an ^
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fro
excess
Ask
UUt/,
LATHES
For Electrical and Exi>rri
mental Works. ForGunsndths
and Tool Makers. For Gen
oral Machine Shop Work, For
Bicycle Repairing,
r “ Send for Lathe Catalogue
and Prices.
W. F. k JOHN BARNES CO.
200 Rnh v Street. RocMord.Jjj,
iery packago
HET FOR
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leumatism, Obesity
Uric Acid
Leading grocer*
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4*iOiM llic Lotul.iii Sketch.
These Hands to Play for You
Above is the reproduction of the hands of the
great Piano artists.
These hands earned in the aggregate mil¬
lions of dollars.
They charmed hundreds of thousands of
people by their matchless wizardy at the Piano
—their astounding mastery of almost impossible
difficulties of technique.
Yet they charmed but few times — not many
of us can carry a golden recollection of their
playing—some of us heard them not at all.
* * *
Wouldn’t you like to sit down tonight after
the stress of a strenuous day, just when you want
relaxation—when you want to be mentally re¬
vived and refreshed — and listen to the velvety
purring ele¬
gance of
Leschitiszky
—the thunder¬
ing majesty of
Liszt — the fire of
Carreno—the
passionate ro¬
manticism of
Rubenstein ?
Wouldn’t you
like to create these
sounds for your¬
self—easily — with
little or no mental
or physical effort ?
You, Mr. Business Man — you, Mr. Mer¬
chant —
Wouldn’t you like to have your little child
play the things these artists play or some dear
old song or hymn?
You can have them all at your command by
means of a Cecilian Player Piano,—all as
they’re written, for the Cecilian Player Piano
plays the entire keyboard of 88 notes, not
merely 65 as does the ordinary player piano.
You, your wife, daughter, or child can easily
play the Cecilian—no matter how indifferent
may have been your or their musical education.
For the Cecilian is at once the most simple,
the freest from useless "gimcracks”—unneces¬
sary devices —confusing levers—of any player
piano manufactured.
And at the same time the Cecilian is the
surest, most durable and most easily controlled
player piano made, for the reason that its in¬
terior mechanism is metal, not wood unaffect-
able by heat or cold, moisture or dryness.
Let us send you our (free) Art
Brochure .
* * * *
We have a most interesting booklet on Plaver Pianos. giving vital
advice as to the selection ol the right Player Piano and why. Your
name and address on a Postal Card entitles you to one of these hand¬
some Brochures. Just say on it—“Send me Art Brochure B“ —
and write us today.
CECILIAN PLAYER PIANOS
THE FARRAND COMPANY,
DETROIT, MICH.
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Madam |
TVasThe
Postman a
WANAMAKE
Catalog
For YOU?
If he hasn’t, it
must be because you
haven’t asked us for it. We
shall be glad to mail you one, free and postpaid
A postal request will
Our General Catalog for the Spring and Summer is now ready,
bring it to you Ask for samples also, if you wish them.
Ever notice what a wide difference there is in catalogs? The Wanamaker-Kind is
something more than a mere list of goods, with prices. The Best Ideas from New
York, Philadelphia and Paris are brought to your very door. Each page is full of style-
suggestions which in themselves will be valuable to
you—and the goods are all dependable. There is an en¬
tire absence of catch-penny devices. Every offering is
on honor.”
The contents of this catalog are not confined to wearing ap¬
parel for Women and Children, but include also full lines of
Men’s goods, Hats, Shoes, Gloves, Underwear, etc The
catalog also includes Bedding, Beds, Carpets, Furniture,
Glassware, China, Japanese Goods, Sporting Goods, Lamps,
Sewing Machines, General House Furnishings, etc., etc
If you have been our customer you know we can serve
you well by mail; if you haven’t been, send us a test order,
large or small. We shall handle it promptly and accurate¬
ly, and it makes no difference where you live. We ship
goods all over the world, and each shipment must arrive
safely, and must prove satisfactory—or else we want it
back, at our expense.
Just write us, “Please send Catalog No. 2.”
JOHN WANAMAKER, New York
M
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To Keep Your Floors Beautiful
Every woman knows how annoying it is to have unsightly
spots, water stains, dirt stains and foot-tracks spoil the beauty of
her floors, stairs and woodwork. They ruin the beauty of her
entire home.
Will you test, at our expense,
Johnson’*
*UenFloo*
Johnson’s Kleen Floor
the only preparation for immediately removing all these discolorations? With Johnson’s KIcen
Floor any woman can keep her floors bright and clean like new.
Simply dampen a cloth with Kleen Floor and rub it over the floor. Instantly, all spots,
stains and discolorations disappear—without the slightest injury to the finish.
Johnson’s Kleen Floor rejuvenates the finish—brings back its original beauty—greatly im- f
proves the appearance of all floors, whether finished with Shellac. Varnish or other preparations, f
Johnson’s Kleen Floor is quickly applied—two hours is ample time in which to *
thoroughly clean the floor, wax it and replace the rugs. f
We want to send you, free, sample bottle of Johnson's Kleen Floor and /
a package of Prepared Wax to be used after the Kleen Floor is applied t
Johnson’s Prepared Wax gives the floors that soft, lustrous, artistic polish
s. c.
_____ o ___ Johnson
which does not show heel-marks or scratches and to which dust and dirt do / & Son
not adhere. > Racine Wisconsin
It is ideal for polishing woodwork, furniture, pianos, etc. All that is r T:
necessary is to occasionally apply it with a cloth, and then bring to a / o|!cr J 'j £Vpl« of Jolim
polish with a dry cloth. , _ > son s Kleen Floor and P*e-
Your floors receive harder wear than any other part or your * pared Wax. also booklet edi-
woodwork, hence require special treatment. Kleen V tlon K. J. on Home tteauti-
Floor will keep them always in perfect condition. ^ 1 , ., Ust !-' c
1 , , r f samples: ami. if * i n i them s.r>s-
We want to semi you. free, prepaid, samples of our f f act0 rv will ask mj dc.der to s
Kleen Floor and Prepared Wax. together with the latest . ‘
edition of our handsomely illustrated book on tl <• / * J
*■ Proper Treatment of Floors. Woodwork and Furni- *
lure. * * We attach a coupon for your convenience, f
S. C. Johnson & Son / ><*”'■ .. .
Racine, Wis.
“The Wood Finishing Authorities ”
f Address
McClure's — The Marketplace of the World
Every genuine Chocolate Bud has the
J
name WILBUR stamped on its base.
V w*.
V woeewas-
v V w
You may be easily de¬
ceived in the form , but
never in the substance of
WlLBVR’S
CHOCOLATE
Bvds
TRADK MARK
Beg. iu U. S. l*at. OH
There is skill enough anywhere to mould
chocolate to iook like Wilbur's Chocolate Buds;
but no other manufacturer has matched the taste
that can never be forgotten.
At dealer’s — or we will send a pound box prepaid, for $1.00,
or a quarter pound box for 30c and your dealer's address.
H. O. WILBUR & SONS, Inc., 231 N. 3rd St., Philadelphia
There are as many grades of cocoa as of coffee. Each one will
suit somebody. You should use nothing but the best—WILBUR'S.
Discounts!
On Highest Grade
Diamonds-i
Write for special discount sheet
and price list (together with the
. complete Marshall catalog). Our spec-
lal discounts on rarest values may indeed surprise you.
Marshall’s “F” Grade
F"irst and finest grade —dia¬
monds are gems of rarest beauty.
For Instance, this perfect diamond,
perfect In cut, perfect in color, of rare
scintillating beauty— $ 46.00 — $ 4.00
a month or 0 per cent off for all cash.
SU.pped ou approval—not a cent down.
Catalog on Request
Price List and Special Discount Sheit
Now be Buretoget this catalog and discount sheet and our
approval shipment offer before you buy a diamond <
jewelry. Send name and address on coupon.
GEO. E. MARSHALL, (Inc.)
tV. S. Hyde, Jr.. Pres.
A. S. True, Secretary.
103 STATE STREET
Dept. 102*’,
CHICAGO, ILL.
Sign and Mail
the Coupon
PAPER
FASTENERS
75,000,000 “0. K.”
SOLD the past YEAR should
, convince YOU of their
iSUPERIORITY .
. The p Add TONE to You,
I Stationery in the OFFICE,BANK,
SCHOOL or HOME.
There is genuine pleasure in
I their use as well as Perfect Se¬
curity Eanly put on or taken
off wilh the thumb and finger.
Can be used repeatedly and
_ ‘ they always work. " Made of brass in 3 sizes. Put up in brass
I boxes of 100 Fasteners each. _
I Handsome. Compact. Strong. No Slipping, NEVER !
All stationers. Send 10c frr fample box e f 50. assorte J.
I Illustrated booklet free. Liberal discoun i fo the trade .
The 0. K. Mf*. Co., Syracuse, N. Y., U. S. A. T&iS
LEARN PIANO TUNING AT HOME by the aid of the TUNE
A-PHONE. A Profession that can be converted into money at any
time or place in the civilized worfd at an hour’s notice. Earn
05.00 to $15.00 per day. Valuable illustrated book FREE. Write
MLBS DRY AST SCHOOL OF HASP T t SISG, 4 4 Music Hall.Battle Creek. Hick
WRITERS ARTISTS
■\\ e sell Stories. .Token. Poems. Illustrations,
tuul nil PuhliHtmhle Material—o#f Commission.
We know who pays best prices and can
save you lime and money in the disposal
of vmir productions.
CASH RETURNS, explaining our system,
sent mi request. Mention your line when writing.
THE BUREIX SYNDICATE
Suite 708, 118 East 28th St, New York
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Welch’s Grape Juice
Did you think that Welch’s Grape
Juice was merely a summer drink?
Not at all. It is a healthful, invigorating
leverage at all times and in the Winter when
fresh fruit is scarce its freshness and fine grape
flavor are all the more appreciated.
Drink it when you are thirsty, or when
you are tired. Try a glassful just before re¬
tiring. Serve it as a punch or in any of the
forty dainty and delicious ways explained in
our free Book of Recipes.
Welch’s Grape Juice is a food drink. It
'contains all of the nutritive value of ripe Con¬
cord grapes. It is pure, free from all preserv¬
atives or coloring matter and is non-alcoholic.
Only the choicest Concord grapes are used in
making it and only the most modern methods
employed in preparing it for your table.
If your dealer doesn’t keep
Welch’s, send $3.00 for trial
dozen pints, express pre¬
paid east of Omaha. Sam¬
ple 3 oz. bottle by mail. 10
cents.
The Welch Grape Juice
Company
Westfield, N. Y.
Ivers & Pond Pianos
are unequaled for their refinement of tone, beauty of case de¬
sign and wonderful durability. Used in over 350 prominent
Educational Institutions and 46,000 discriminating homes. Our
1910 models are the most artistic musically and the handsomest
in case design we have ever turned out. Our new catalogue,
showing the exquisite and refined designs of our latest models,
sent free upon request.
Where wc have no dealer , we quote special prices for cash or Easy Payments—make
personal selection of piano ordered and snipped subject to approval. w rite us.
IVERS & POND PIANO CO., 161 Boylston St., BOSTON, MASS.
55
McClure’s—The Marketplace of the World
Sest Sc Co.
Remedial Shoes for Children
T HE awkward habit of Toeing in.” a common fault with children, is effectively overcome with the “BEST”
“TOE-IN” SHOE, which is so constructed that this tendency is checked naturally. The last is built into a
regular shoe, and does not make the child’s feet conspicuous. Another frequent defect in children is “Bow-
leggedncss,” which is relieved by our specially designed shoe, without recourse to brace or bandage.
We also offer “Best” Instep and Arch Supporting Shoe. “Best” Ankle and Arch Supporting Shoe, “Best”
Orthopedic Shoe. “Best” Arch Prop Shoe.
Complete illustrated catalogue of all children's wear containing full information about both remedial and regular
shoes, sent free upon request. Please address Department 5.
60-62 West 23d Street, New York City
Tor Every Clime
cxivcl evil tKe Time
Be sare^ou get this Box
At your dealer's or sample direct upon receipt of price.
A. STEIN & CO.. 516 Center Ave„ CHICAGO
NO METAL
CAN TOUCH YOU
Price
$12.00
AT FACTORY
Quality
ftcdlent
SAVE ROOM
Most convenient and practical low-priced
Typewriter Stand on the market. Made
of selected Oak. fine golden finish.
44 in. lone, 24 in. wide: Pedestal
30 In. high; 3 drawers and exten¬
sion slide; Paper Cabinet with
shelves 14x8x1/* in.; Cabinet has
roll curtain front and copy bolder.
Order from dealer if he has it or
w ill get it; otherwise from us. Do
not accept a substitute; no other
Typew riter Stand is “just as good.”
stvtr for Catalog by Number Only
No. *225 — Office Desks. Chairs. Files. Book
Cases, etc. No. 425— Upholstered Furn.
Rockers, Davenports. Couches. Settees.
E. H. STAFFORD MFG. CO.. 242 Adams St.. Chicago. 111.
r ii run m e
cles for Cripples
and
Chairs for
Invalids
Complete catalog sent
on request. Write for It to-day.
WORTHINGTON CO., 308 Cedar St., Elyria, Ohio
Certain coins, stamps and paper money of recent
A New York collector
| $10,000
paid i10,000 each for cer-
tain coins of 1877. and
others brought $100 to
$6,200. Mr. Castle paid
*4,400 for ast amp, and 51 r.
Aver got *2.*i0.000 for his
collection. If interested
in large legitimate profits
FOR A COIN]
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McClure’s—The Marketplace of the World
“I only wish
I had another^ Face
to shave **—
COLGATE'S
ANTISEPTIC
RAPID-SHAVE POWDER
Just sprinkle a little powder on your
wet brush and lather your face¬
ts Quick .
You don’t rub in the lather with your
fingers, nor make it in a dusty cup —
It’s Clean .
(Ij The quickest and
cleanest way of mak¬
ing as lasting and de¬
lightful a lather as that
of our famous Shaving
Stick.
You do make the lather on your face .
Where your brush both works up the lather and
works it in, while the lather softens your beard
from the start. No skin-irritating finger-friction.
Just lather-luxury and a soft, smooth shave,
It’s Comfortable.
Chemists’ analyses prove its antiseptic effect.
Analytical Chemist and Bacteriologist, Hathaway Bldg., Boston, Mast.
“I have examined Colgate’s Rapid-Shave Powder, purchased
on the open market, and find it to be notably free from uncom¬
bined alkali. . .
“ It is aseptic, and as used for shaving, it is germicidal,
luly 10. 1909. (Signed) FRANK B. GALUVAN. Ph.D.
(Reports of other eminent chemists sent on request)
Trial Box Sent for 4c.
Enough for a month's shaving
Colgate & Co., Dept. G
55 John St., New York
Makers of
Cashmere Bouquet Soap
57
McClure’s—The Marketplace of the World
A Myriad of Attractions and
Allurements for the Tourist
WESTWARD FROM SAN FRANCISCO
VIA PALATIAL (27.000 TONS) STEAMSHIPS OF
Pacific Mail S.S. Co. ToyoKisenKaisha
TOUCHING AT
HONOLULU, YOKOHAMA, KOBE, NAGASAKI,
SHANGHAI, MANILA, HONGKONG.
FOR THE TRANSCONTINENTAL TRIP USE
Southern Pacific Sunset Route
NEW ORLEANS TO SAN FRANCISCO
SUPERIOR SERVICE ALL THB WAY.
L. H. NUTTING, General Eastern Patrenger Agent
366-1158 or 1 Broadway New York
Where the Wear
is Heaviest
94 FLOOR VARNISH
Easy to apply, but hard to wear off. “61” resists the
worn path by the door. It’s mar-proof and water proof.
You way dent the wood hut you can't crack the vat tush.
Drag furniture over it —stamp on it— hit it with a ham¬
mer—it "Shows Only the Reflection.”
Send for Free Sample Panel
fini'hfd with “61" and tost it yourself. Ask your
dealer for “61.” Send for Booklet on floors and
learn how to use “61.” Address
PRATT & LAMBERT VARNISHES
Buffalo ,•
N. Y.
' Established 61 Years stZ*
cn Cities
Bennett Portable Typewriter
$18
GUARANTEED ONE YEAR—SOLD ON APPROVAL
This wondvful new typewriter, at one-sixth the cost, with
onc-tpnth the number of parts, does the same work as ex¬
pensive machines with quickness, neatness and ease.
The BENNETT Is a portable, visible-writing, ink-ribbon type¬
writer: standard keyboard; light, simple, speedy, compact, stron*.
In neat case, size only 2xSxll inches, weight only 4 h pounds.
Made from best materials by experts.
SEND NAME AND ADDRESS
for free illustrated catalog and sample of writing. . »
Don't pay more than fl8 for a typewriter until you know the BENNfcl I- l>on *
pay less than flOO unless you buy a BENNETT
Agents wanted for a few unfilled territories.
C. B. BENNETT TYPEWRITER COMPANY 366 Broadway. New York. U. S. A.
58
McClure's—The Marketplace of the World
We Own and Offer, Subject to Prior Sale and Advance in Price,
$2,000,000 First Mortgage 6% Gold Bonds
of the
Sacramento Valley Irrigation Company
Guaranteed by the American Water Works and Guarantee Co.
Dated June 1, 1909. Due Serially.
Denominations $100, $500 and $1,000, Interchangeable.
Interest payable June 1st and December 1st at The Trust Company of America,
New York City, Trustee. Principal may be Registered.
PRINCIPAL FEATURES OF THIS ISSUE.
(r) The property lies in the Sacramento Valley, California, and has a
remarkably high productive value.
(2) The company owns in fee and controls by option at this time over
100,000 acres of land.
(.0 The company possesses an unusual water right, granted by the State
and confirmed by special Act of Congress, giving it more than enough
water from the Sacramento River to irrigate 250,000 acres.
(4) The bond holders are amply protected by purchase money mortgages
and bonds can be issued only as these purchase money mortgages are
deposited with and assigned to the trustee at a ratio of 125$ of mort¬
gages deposited to 100% of bonds issued.
The success of the same interests in the Twin Falls
Country, Idaho, is well known and a matter of record.
Prompt Payment Guaranteed
The prompt payment of both principal and interest
f »n the bonds of this issue is unconditionally guar¬
anteed by the American Water Works and Guaran-
ice Company, of Pittsburgh, Pa., capital and surplus
S 4 , 500,000. This company’s net earnings exceed
Shoo,000 annually.
It guarantees only the securities of properties it
investigates and constructs with its own engineers,
and controls and operates with its own organization.
Since its organization, twenty-eight years ago, there
l*as never been a single day’s delay in the payment of
either principal or interest on any bond it has guaran¬
teed. The strength of its guarantee continually
in leases as its business extends. With each new issue
additional assets acquired by this constructing,
operating and guaranteeing Company are always
greater than the contingent liability assumed.
Investigation, Construction and Operation
The most important requisite to a successful irri¬
gation enterprise is the constructing and operating
experience which insures intelligent discrimination in
the selection of properties, accurate engineering, care¬
ful construction and successful operation. The uni¬
form success of the American Water Works and Guar¬
antee Company in the selection, construction and
operation of over forty water works properties and
three irrigation projects in different parts of the
United States, amply protects the investor in this
issue of bonds.
Send to our Department G, for “The New
California,” an illustrated descriptive booklet; a
text book entitled “Irrigation;” and for circulars
and printed matter describing this issue.
J. S. & W. S. KUHN, Inc.
Investment Bankers,
Bank for Savings Building, PITTSBURGH, PA.
CHICAGO, First National Bank Bldg. BHIL^^^)ELPHI^A, Real Estate Trust Bldg.
NEW YORK, 37 Wall Street BOSTON, John Hancock Bldg.
Guaranteed Irrigation Bonds Guaranteed Water Works Bonds
Public Utility Bonds Municipal Bonds
59
McClure's — The Marketplace of the World
i
THE
SMOOTHEST
TOBACCO
Thousands are smoking
Velvet. Thousands like
it. And justly, too. They
like it because it’s mild
and tasty. Because it
does not burn the tongue
or dry the throat.
It is made of fine Bur¬
ley. Only the lower
leaves are used. Care¬
fully mellowed and
cured, they make an ex¬
tremely pleasant smoke.
One that you will enjoy.
Full Flavored and Mild.
For Pipe and Cigarette.
At all Dealers
1 O Cents
In a neat metal case that keeps it in
the best of condition .
SPAULDING & MERRICK
Chicago, III.
\
EASTER GIFTS
Of utility, grace and beauty—Mettlach Vases, Jardinieres and Fern¬
eries. Original shapes and designs. At the better retail shops. Ask
for Mettlach. Look for the trade-marks.
The decorations on Mettlach Inlaid Stoneware arc NOT
PAINTED— they are executed with plastic colored days laid out in
interstices. This Mettlach secret has baffled ceramists for nearly a cen¬
tury. 7 he booklet
“Making Steins in an Old Monastery"
is a most interesting story of Mettlach Abbey. A.D. 589, now the
Mettlach factory. Handsomely illustrated. Wrile for it.
E. R. THIELER, Div. E, 66 Park Place, N. Y.
Represent lug- VILlTROY A DOCH In U. S. & Canada
Government Reports show that
STRAWBERRIES
yield more dollars per acre and give
quicker returns than any other crop.
Our Strawberry text look teaches
Kellogg’s way to grow big crops of
big red berries. 17'’S FREE.
R. M. KELLOGG CO.
Box 600, Three Rivers, Micb.
JQ Garden
0 and Floral
This is the 6ist annual p
edition of Vick’s Guide P AD
the book you need no I Uli
matter how small or how large a garden you have. Con¬
tains more helpful garden advice than ever. Write for
a free copy. JAMES VICK'S SONS, 426 Main St., ROCHESTER, H. r.
Wm
DAYLIGHT AT NIGHT
jS , irMT
J.ME CANCMESTER KEROSENE INCANDESCENT LIGHT
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BURNS 95% AIR AND ONLY 5% KEROSENE
Six times brighter than electricity, gas. ascetylene. ru£>iu>"
or cominnnnil lamps at 1-IOcost Burner fits any lamp
with or without mantle. Wo trimming wicks Safe, f&S.’
odorless. Physicians strongly recommend 1 CancMIlw •
Saves jonr eyes. Burner complete $2.50. Lp-lo-da *
lamps Burner included. $3.45 up. Every lamp warranted.
Sn^n pays for itself Agents wanted Act -juick. .
ESTtfr LIG M T &CS. tJC P' .
Largest kerosene mantle lamp mfgra, in the icorld.
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SPEED-SAFETY-ECONOMY
No loss of speed—no possible chance of losing
a tire. Punctures cease to be a bugbear as only
two minutes are required to make a change when
FISK
Removable Rims
With the Fisk Bolted-On Tires
are used. What more can you ask of a tire? Experienced
motorists specify FISK Tires because they find their depend¬
ability, durability and convenience unequalled by others.
Write for Booklet and full information.
McClure’s—The Marketplace of the World
( Trade Marfa)
IP
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The Roof—The Chimney—The
r Pompeiian Bronze Screens—
AH Permanent Investments About the House
Can you class any other screening this way?
If you want a screening that cannot rust—that retains its color—
that is not affected by the salty mists of the seashore, in fact a screen that
is element-proof—that permits you to forget your screens from the time
you take them off in the fall until you put them on again in the spring,
BUY POMPEIIAN BRONZE SCREEN CLOTH
Specify it to your architect. Insist upon your dealer supplying you and then
bear the name in your mind when you call upon your house-otvning friends
—“POMPEIIAN BRONZE^—and tell them of ils wonderful qualities,
yet reasonable price.
All sizes of mesh, all weights. Most Hardware Dealers have it. If yours
hasn’t, dont tafae any other . Write our nearest branch. We’ll supply you
direct and guarantee a satisfactory purchase.
CLINTON WIRE CLOTH COMPANY
BOSTON NEW YORK
Factory, CLINTON, MASS.
CHICAGO SAN FRANCISCO
AX/ill Yf\ii CmO On? Will you go on in 1910 posting your ledger in the
old, unsatisfactory way and labor far into the night
hunting for the errors you made last week or the
week before, when there is a better and shorter way—a way that makes the last day
of the month as care free as any other day — a way that makes Trial Balances un¬
necessary—the way that proves the work mechanically as you go along?
Will you go on in the old way just because you did it that way last year and the year before, when
Elliott-Fisher, the Standard Writing-Adding machine writes, adds, suhstracts, manifolds and tabu¬
lates and proves mechanically, its own work as it goes along — and with it the posting goes along
more legibly, easier and faster than it did in the old, unsatisfactory hunting for the trial balance
way — full information and handsome catalog for the asking.
Thousands of good business concerns now “make toil
good" with Ell toll-Fisher , why not join the multitude?
ELLIOTT-FISHER COMPANY, 221 Cedar Street, Harrisburg, Pa.
WHEN BUYING A BOAT
Be sure you are getting a boat and motor that you can depend upon. We are
offering this year some exceptional bargains in motor boats. They are re¬
liable and will always “Bring You Home." Our line is very complete and
includes a great variety of sizes and types of watercraft. It is better to buy
one of our boats than to wish you had Send for Motor Boat and Cruiser
Catalog No. 7. or Row Boat and Canoe Catalog No. 6. v
RACINE BOAT COMPANY, 1600 Racine St., Racine, Wis.
THE ALLEN HEALTH TENT
SOLVES THE PROBLEM OF
BEDROOM VENTILATION
It receives fresh air from both top and bottom of the window and allows regulation
of ventilation, storms, etc. It permits a warm sleeping room and folds up neatly
when not in use. May be used on any American window in connection with any
ordinary bed. Take out this insurance against the “ Great White Plague.” Fortify
the body against disease. Health Conservation pays big divi¬
dends. Write for Free booklet giving fullest description, prices, etc.
INDOOR WINDOW TENT CO. 1307 So. Adams St., Peoria, IF.
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McClure’s—The Marketplace of the World
In In¬
stalling the
Genuine Guar¬
anteed ^tattdatd”
Plumbing Fixtures,
you insure the life
of your Bathroom.
Make the first cost of your
bathroom the first and
last cost. Look for the
”<$ tawdatuf' Guarantee
Label on the
Bath you
buy.
Standard”
GUARANTEED BATHS
The cost of a good bathtub is insignificant when com-
f fared with its health and comfort value to the home,
ts first cost should be its last. You should plan that
your children and your children’s children will enjoy
the bathroom equipment you install this year, in as good
and serviceable condition as the day you pul it in.
There is practically little difference in cost between a
bathtub properly made and the undependable, unre¬
liable kind — between the ^tandaKT' Guaranteed
bathtub that’s built to last, to retain its smooth, cleanly
surface, and the tub made of inferior material, which
may look well when first bought but when once in¬
stalled, is not dependable.
There is but one way only to make certain that your
bathroom equipment is all that it ought to be. And
that is — look for the “&tendard* Guarantee label.
Assure yourself that it is on the bathtub you buy. The
u $tavdard* Guaranteed label is insurance on the low
cost of bathroom up-keep. It protects you against the
necessity of tearing out a cheaply constructed, inferior
equipment. It is the certificate that means bathtub
satisfaction for all time.
There are two classes of “^Standard* Guaranteed
baths. The “-Standard* Green and Gold label bath
is triple enameled. It carries the five-year guarantee .
The Standard" Red and Black label bath is double
enameled. It carries the two-year guarantee. And
each at its price is the best and most thoroughly depend¬
able bathtub it is possible to purchase.
When you buy your bathroom fixtures let the
‘Standard*' Guarantee label be your guide. And,
to avoid unscrupulous substitution make sure that every
fixture bears the label both before and ajter its installa¬
tion in your home.
Send for your copy of “Modern Bathrooms/ 9 It will prove of invaluable assistance in the planning of your
bathroom. Many model rooms are illustrated. This valuable 100 - page book is aent for six cents postage.
Standard cSanitarg TDfc), Co: - Dept. E
Office* and
Showroom*
New York: 35-37 W.31«tSt.
Chicago: 415 Ashland Block.
Philadelphia: 1128 Walnut St.
Toronto, Can.: 59 Richmond St. E.
ittsburgh : 949 Penn Ave.
t. Loui*: 100-102 N. Fourth St.
lew Orleans: Cor. Baronne & St. Joseph Sts.
lontreal. Can. : 215 Coristine Bldg.
Pittsburgh, Pa.
Boston : 712 Paddock Building.
Louisville: 319-323 W. Main St.
Cleveland: 648-652 Huron Road.S. E.
London E. C : 59 Holboro Viaduct
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McClure’s—The Marketplace of the World
Arrow Collars
Fashion endorses the close front folded collar. It is the
notch in the “Belmont’ ’ and ‘ ‘Chester’ ’ that makes them
sit close in front. No folded collar with a buttonhole
meets in front and stays that way. They are the easiest
collars to put on and take off.
15 cents, 2 for 25 cents. In Canada 20 cents, 3 for 50 cents. Send for the Ara-Notch Folder
CLUETT, PEABODY & CO., Makers, 449 River Street, Troy, N. Y.
ARROW CUFFS, 25 CENTS. In Canada. 35c.
Ara-Notch, patented Aug:. 3, 1909
McClure’s—ihe Marketplace of the World
Q&idb shirts
In the neat Whitby
BLACK and WHITE
STRIPES in long or short
pleated bosoms. Most suit¬
able for business wear.
$1.50. In Canada, $l.f5
Send for booklet "Proper Dress"
Cluett. Peabody & Co. 449 River Street. Troy, N. Y
McClure’s—The Marketplace of the World
EDISON
mberola
combines all the tonal beauty of the other types of the Edison
Phonograph, with the added richness, simplicity and charm of a
masterpiece of cabinet work. The Amberola plays both Edison
Standard and Edison Amberol records. It is made in several
finishes of Mahogany and Oak to harmonize with its surround¬
ings in y«ur home. Has drawers for holding 100 Records.
Standard Records, 35c. Amberol Records (play twice as long), 50c. Grand Opera Records, 75c. and $1.00
m
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$ 200 .
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In Oak and
Mahogany
finish
Other Types of Edison Phonographs $1 2.^9 to $ 125.
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McClure’s—The Marketplace of the World
Slezak
The prince of all Grand Opera tenors, sings the great Italian
arias that have made him the sensation of the Grand Opera
Season in New York, exclusively for the Edison Phonograph,
and they are rendered only on
Edison Amberol Records, the longest playing Records made
i !ierc are Edison dealers everywhere. Go to the nearest and hear the Edison Phonograph (day
U>lh Edison Standard and Amberol Records and get complete catalogs from your dealer or from us
NATIONAL PHONOGRAPH COMPANY. 20 Lake.ide Avenue, Orange, N. J.
67
McClure’s—The Marketplace of the World
M & M PORTABLE
HOUSES and GARAGES
Substantial, beautiful summer and winter Cottages and Bun¬
galows. Inexpensive, complete in every detail. Save labor,
worry and material. Wind and weatherproof. Built on Unit
Plan, no nails, no carpenter. Everything fits. Anyone can set up.
We are the pioneer reliable portable house builders. Have
longest experience, most skillful labor, latest facilities, keep con¬
stantly on our docks, and in our yards and dry kilns,
50 Million Feet Seasoned White Pine
The Original, Reliable and Largest Manufacturers of Portable Houses
We Pay the Freight and Deliver our Houses to any R. R, Station in U. S.
MERSHON &MORLEYCO., 810 MainSt.,Sa g iiaw,Mich. N .
best weather-rcsiating timber known—enabling us to make
quickest shipments and lowest prices.
Enclose 4 cents for our handsome book of Plans
and Designs which also gives names and addresses of (hose
who have owned and occupied our houses for years. Don’t buy a
Portable House till you know what the largest.oldestmakersoffcr.
Windshield ®25.
‘‘BUILT FOR BUSINESS"
You can make from Sioo
to S500 a week with one
of these cars. Fac ts and
figures mailed free.
Rapid Motor Vehicle Co.
202 Saginaw St.
PONTIAC, MICH.
Up or Down with One Hand
Without Slackening Speed
Perfect protection in all kinds of weather from
wind, dust, and cold.
Polished French plate-glass,set in bronze felt-lined
channels, positively free from vibration.
Name, Mezger Automatic: is on every Auto¬
matic Windshield. Made in three types.
Prices, 525 to 517.50, according to type and
size. At your dealers. If he hasn’t it, send us
the money and we will supply you through him.
Illustrated Descriptive Booklet Mailed on request
C. A. Mezger, Dept.
UNITED MANUFACTURERS Broadway and 76th St. New York
PI rATDIP GOODS for EVERYBODY
/ 'll I Kill World’s headquarters for Dynamos. Motors.
™ w ■ ■ ■ ■ w Fans. Toys. Batteries. Belts. Bells. Pocket
I.amps. Toy Railways. Books. Xmas Tree Lights, etc. We undersell All.
Fortune for Agents. If it’s electric we have it. Big catalogue, 1 Cents.
ohto F.i.r.CTiiic wobk<. n,rv kl \xn, owio
liillHlilg
Start Like An Automobile. b d
equal pnee or horsepower. Made of pressed steel plates, with air chambers in
each end like a life-boat, and driven by the New Mullins Engine —the only two-cycle
manne motor that is absolutely guaranteed against backfiring. The lightest and
most efficient engine built. Will not stall at any speed. Mullins Boats with this new
engine, and with the Mullins Silent Underwater exhaust, outside gasoline intake,
one-man control, rear starting device, mechanical oiler, etc., are the greatest launch
values ever offered. The steel hulls cannot warp, crack, split, dry out or become
waterlogged, hence you get a “new boat every season for the price of a coat of paint”
when you buy a Mullins. Ideal for summer resorts and boat liveries as well as for
all-round use. Write for literature regarding Motor Boats, Launches, Row Boats,
Hunting and Fishing Boats and Marine Engines.
THE W. H. MULLINS COMPANY. 101 Franklin St., Salem, Ohio
THE LARGEST BOAT BUILDERS IN THE WORLD
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Glide Special, 7-Passenger, 45-H. P. Touring Car, $2500
Clide Scout, 40 x 4 tires, 45-H. P., $2500 Special 45 Roadster, 36 x 4 tires, 45-H. P., $2400
Forget Price
I T’S no longer even fashionable to pay more for
an automobile than it's worth. Take the four
highest-priced cars that suggest themselves
to you. Then put the Glide up against these cars.
Forgive it nothing. Concede it no point it doesn't
prove. Forget price and just compare. Wher¬
ever Glide Special 45 ’s have not a better con¬
struction, they've the self-same features found
in the highest-priced cars.
The same type Motor—a better oiling: system—constant
level, self-contained; automatic. Same Eisemann Magneto.
A Multiple Disc Clutch—more gripping surface —takes
hold and lets go easier—in a bath of oil.
One Universal Joint—not 3 or 4. It’s between motor and
transmission—receives and transmits on/y first power of
llie engine. In an oil-tight, dust-proof, metal housing.
Extra big and efficient Brakes—with equalizing bars.
The same Timken roller bearings. The same wheels—
front and back wheels equal size — you don’t need to carry
two tires.
Double ignition—8 spark plugs, two separate sets.
This year’s body lines are handsomer than ever; weight
reduced: extra big steering wheel of Circassian walnut;
frame is lower; road clearance the same—and a dozen other
real improvements. Glides are licensed under Selden Patent.
We will send the new Glide catalogue on request, Mail
this coupon: _ __
The Bartholomew Company
607 Glide St., Peoria, Illinois
Kindly mail your 1910 Glide Automobile Catalogue to
Name
Town.
State
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No Other Covering
Material Equals It
The “ Top ** of an Automobile is an important
part of its equipment. For this purpose
nothing equals the genuine PANTASOTE
Leather,—used exclusively by leading auto¬
mobile manufacturers. It is absolutely water¬
proof, keeps its color, is easily cleaned and
wears well. Don’t allow unscrupulous
dealers to sell you the M just as good " which
will increase their profit at your loss. Get
the genuine, and satisfaction. Avoid cloth-
on-both-sides materials "mohairs, etc.,** which
fade, will not clean, and the interlining rubber
of which disintegrates with exposure to sun¬
light and grease, causing leaks.
Send postal for booklet on top materials
and sample with which to compare when
buying, and prevent substitution .
BURROWES BILLIARD
AND POOL TABLES
®1— DOWN
Puts into your home any Table worth from $6 to $15. %i
a month pays balance. Higher priced Tables on cor¬
respondingly easy terms. We supply all cues, balls, etc., free.
Become an Expert at Home
The BURROWES HOME BILLIARD AND POOL
TABLE is a scientifically built Combination Table, adapted
for the most expert play. It may be set on your dining¬
room or library table, or mounted on legs or stand.
When not in use it may be set aside out of the way.
NO RED TAPE—On receipt of first Installment
we will ship Table. Play on It one week. U
unsatisfactory return It. and we will refund money.
Write to-day for catalogue.
E.T. BurrowesCo., 85SpringSt., Portland, Maine
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McClure’s — The Marketplace of the World
1
The success of the Marmon “ Thirty-
two ” stock cars in the big race events of
the year is still the talk of motordom.
In the Vanderbilt, won the Wheatley
Hills Trophy—190 miles in 190 minutes
—without a stop . Won the Atlanta
Speedway Trophy, 120 miles in 109 min¬
utes, without a stop and without a
mechanician . At New Orleans, won the
20, 50, and 100-mile events at practically
a mile a minute on a one mile track— all
without a stop . In Indianapolis Speed¬
way Races, made mile-a-minute runs of
100 and 225 miles zvithout a stop .
No other car has ever shown such
stability under the merciless strain of
long continued high speed\
The Marmon is manufactured (not
merely assembled) by a company known
to buyers of high-grade machinery, the
world over, for more than fifty years.
It is pre-eminently the safe choice for
the buyer who seeks absolute certainty
of service, style, comfort and value.
One chassis only—the “Thirty-two.”
32-40 H. P. Option of body. ^
Weight 2300 lbs. Complete $2650
high-class equipment.
Nordyke & Marmon Co.
(Estab. 1851) Indianapolis, Ind.
THE marmon
" The Easiest Riding Car In The World “
Mile-a-Minute Reliability
THE SAXONIA BURNER light* like
any lamp and produces a perfect white gas
light from the top of the wick. Burn* 1-3
the oil and gives 3 times the light of ordi¬
nary lamp. 1-5 cost of gas, 1-10 cost of
electricity. Pays for itself. Chimney and
mantle of extra strength, with complete
burner for |3, express paid, U.S. Money
W back if not a9 represented. Booklet free.
^ AGENTS WANTED
m t\ 8. A. LIGHTING CO.
^ lliTajlor St., Springfield, Bass.
RUNNING WATER
When and Where You Want It
No attention, no expense. Water pumped from stream,
pond or spring. Reliable, economical, self-updating.
Satisfaction assured with every
FOSTER 8K?RAM
Low in cwt; bijh in effclrnej. Require# ihi at cen¬
tum or cipence to main Inin. Write ui for race
book of helpful tuggeetii-iu.
Power SpwiaRy Co., 2150 Trinity Bldg., New Yorl
We have dore away with the old-
tin e method of distributing
Tuttle Marine Engines
and have adopted an up-to-date sell¬
ing plan which enables us to name the
vst rs of g£sc.line engines a very attrac¬
tive price. V rite for full particulars.
It will pay you.
1>.U. Tuttle Co„ 12 State St., Carnietota, K.Y.
Boston Office. ;n I.ring Wharf.
Reliability born of good design, workmanship and
construction tested lor years, gives a feeling of
security and confidence to owners of
_
Staunch, speedy, graceful, seaworthy hulls. Reliable, efficient motors —cost a trifle more, but live longer and keep
a-going in any weather. We Prove our claims. Send for Our Catalogue whether you want a
fully equipped boat or just an engine—they are both known the world over.
FAY Si BOWEN ENGINE CO., 92 Lake Street, Geneva , N. Y., U. S. A.
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THE “FIRST
AND FOREMOST” ELECTRIC
T HE BAKER was the first elec¬
tric ever built, and it is still the
foremost electric. Its builders
have had twice the experience of most
makers; and the experience shows
in every detail of every Baker model.
No other electric embodies so many
fine points of mechanical superiority as
the Baker; no other is so graceful in
design—so supremely luxurious in finish
and appointments. Here are some of the reasons why
Baker electrics
have remained, in spite of all competition, the acknowledged Standard of the World.
THE ONLY COMPLETE LINE —We make more types of cars than any other manufacturer,
and every car is the best of its type. The line for 1910 includes Victorias, Coupes, Brough¬
ams, Landaulets, Runabouts, Roadsters, etc.
THE HANDSOMEST DESIGNS —The title “Aristocrats of Motordom” was bestowed on
Baker Electrics because of their graceful lines, sumptuous appointments and superb finish. No
other electric can be compared with the Baker in attractiveness of appearance.
THE SAFEST CONTROL —The continuous torque drum type controller is absolutely proof
against sparking and “freezing.” The only perfectly safe controller.
THE GREATEST MILEAGE —Baker Electrics will go farther on a single charge than any
other make. One Baker Electric made 160 miles on a single charge, the world’s record.
THE MOST SPEED —Baker Electrics are not built for speeding or for “stunts,” but be¬
cause of refinements in construction that eliminate friction, they are the fastest of all electrics.
THE BEST TRANSMISSION— All new models have our improved bevel gear shaft drive trans¬
mission—the greatest improvement ever made in electric motor car construction. It requires
no adjustment, and its constant lubrication gives practically unlimited life, increasing the effici¬
ency of the car the longer it is operated. This new drive entirely eliminates all chain troubles
and puts the Baker so far in advance of all other electrics that comparison is no longer possible.
The public’s appreciation of Baker quality and mechanical efficiency is shown
by the fact that the demand for Baker Electrics exceeds the demand for all
other electrics combined. The Baker is the car that sells because it satisfies.
Write for our handsome catalog , which describes the new models and their many exclusive improvements
The Baker Motor Vehicle Company CLEVELAND, OHIO, U. S. A.
THE OLDEST AND LARGEST MANUFACTURERS OF ELECTRIC MOTOR CARS IN THE WORLD
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How did Christopher Columbus
keep his trousers up?
Columbus solved many difficult problems.
Do you know how he solved the problem of keeping his trousers up f
You can find out if you will by going to the leading Men’s Furnishers
in your city and ask for the booklet prepared by the makers of
Plexo
Suspenders
For the Man of Action
or write to us for it. It is a mighty interesting little pamphlet.
It tells how the Great Men of Action from Homer to Robert Fulton
kept their trousers up, facts of which men in general know but little.
Keep your trousers up with PLEXO SUSPENDERS — The lightest,
comeliest, most comfortable suspenders ever made.
Every bit of tension is taken up by a stout bit of cord running in a little
pulley. You are not aware, with PLEXO SUSPENDERS on, that you
are wearing suspenders at all. [^A
At all leading Haberdashers or of the makers - KNOTHE BROS., 128 Fifth Avenue, New York O wC
Pat. April 30. 1907
Send for our Handsome Boat and Engine Book, Mailed FREE
Just like a 30-Footer
only
•mailer.
Do not think of Buying a Launch or Engine until you see our Handsome Book
WHICH EXPLAINS FOUR WONDERFUL LAUNCH BARGAINS
Only $121 for this complete 16-ft. Launch
—3 H. P., guaranteed self-starting Engine,
weed less and Wheel Rudder. Result of 30
years’ experience. Money back if not as
represented. Write for free catalog today.
Special proposition to agents for a limited time only.
C. T. Wright Engine Co., 1200 Canal Street, Greenville, Mich*
Special Bargains in WECO
reversible, self-starting en¬
gines to thosebuildingor buy¬
ing their own Hulls. En¬
gine controlled by one lever
STEREOPTICONS
With approved equipment for the Lec¬
ture Hall, School. Church and Lodge
Views covering all subjects for instruc¬
tion and amusement. Profits assured
in giving public entertainments.
WRITE FOR CATALOGUE
MeALI.ISTER HKG. OPTICIANS, Drpt. 10. 19 Na-nu St.. New York
Established 1783
REBu VVtWRITERS
ALL
MAKES.
ALL PRICES. QUALITY UNSURPASSED.
Send for booklet.
AMERICAN WRITING MACHINE CO., 845 Broadway, New Tork
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OUR GREAT NEW YEAR DIAMOND SPECIALS
Diamonds Win Hearts
No. 86?2-#20. No. 8G79-H25. No. 8685-#85. No. 8688-*50. No. 8696-*TG.
These Rings were among our greatest sellers during the Holidays. Thousands upon thousands were sold over the counter In our three
large Chicago, Pittsburg and 8t. Louis stores, and our mall order sales were never so large. BEGIN THE NEW * EAR Kiu***
by saving a Diamond. No better investment In the world. They increase in value 10 to 20% a year. Todo suo-
■ ^est'ful, look successful; wear one of these tine, brilliant Diamonds, mounted In 14k solid gold. We Bendlton
■ Bp ■ ■ approval, all charges prepaid. If you are perfectly satisfied, keep It, and pay one-fifth down (j balance^in
Ivl I la# The
Hi BROS.I CO.
Old R.llibl. Original Diamond and Watch Cradll House I \v f KITli U £^R 0 CA!?A < r^>ru I 1 coiit*iniofr < o..r 1600
it. B- 32 , 92 to 98 State Street. Chicago. III. graphic Illustrations of Diamonds, fine Watches
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is good.
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IBROS.&CO • Branch Stores: 1'itrUburg, Pa., dt 8t. Louis, Ho.
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artistic Jewelry. Mailed FREE. Write today. Don't delay.
McClure’s—The Marketplace of the World
You May As Well Wear All-Wool
Made-to-Measure Clothes
Y OU may as well—because all-
wool made-to-measure clothes
cost no more than cotton-mixed
or ready-made—if you order Mayer-
Cincinnati tailoring.
to the Mayer representa-
your town. If you don’t
Co
tive in
know him, ask us his name. He
has ready to show you our entire
immense line of new and beautiful
Spring and Summer woolens—hun¬
dreds of them—and every one all-pure-
wool.
The prices for suit or overcoat, made to
your own individual measurements, are $17.50
to $35.00. The making is done at our great
tailor-shops here in Cincinnati. Perfect satis¬
faction is guaranteed, of course.
We Make a Specialty of
Tailoring for Young Men
VVe make a tremendous feature of styles especially
designed for college men and others who demand
the more extreme effects. These young men’s styles of
ours are refreshingly different — they haven't that crude
freakishness found in ready-made clothing.
A postal card request will bring you our interesting
booklet, “ Made-to-Measure and All-Wool and the
name of our representative in your town.
Clarence Mayer & Co.
Dept. D, Cincinnati, Ohio
MAYER-CINCIWATI
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McClure’s—The Marketplace of the World
NX
look
for the
1“ Fussy
Seal," the
"Green Box "
and the "Silver
Braid." '
I
INE store everywhere—usually the
leading drug store—is the agency
for Whitman’s famous Chocolates
and Confections.
Every package marked “Whitman’s”
comes direct from Whitman headquarters
and is never handled by jobbers or
middlemen.
If your choice is chocolates having hard
and nut centers ask for
A Fussy Package
Vi
•OR&STIDIOUSfOlKS
A real innovation; it contains no cream center chocolates.
Contains only
Chocolate-Covered Nougat. Molasses Chips. Al¬
monds. Walnuts. Marshmallows. Cocoanettes.
Pecans. Molasses Blocks. Neapolitans. Cream
Nuts. Caramels and Blossoms of Solid Chocolate
Sold by all Whitman agents; guaranteed fresh, pure and
perfect. Half, one. two, three and five pound boxes. One
dollar a pound everywhere. Sent postpaid on receipt of price
if no Whitman agent is convenient
Write for booklet '*Suggestions . 11
STEPHEN F. WHITMAN A SON. lac. (Established 1842), PHILADELPHIA. U. S. A.
^^^^^^Maker^o^hfhitman^^nmtanlaneou^Wiocolate^^^^
Wood Rollers
Tin Rollers
See that the label on each Roller bears this script
signature for your protection.
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Bright, sparkling, beautiful. They are re¬
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One twentieth the expense. Sent free with
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prices, etc., address
Till: It. GREGG MFG. & IMPT. CO.
tlrpl. I-. .'>17 Jackson Uoul. _^ChicH£o^IL_
OVINC WEST?
Don't sell your Household Goods. Ship them at
Reduced Rates in Through Cars, avoiding transfer,
to and from all Western States. Write today for col¬
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TRANS-CONTINENTAL FREIGHT COMPANY
SOS Bedford Bldg., Chicago.
012. 20 Broadway, Now York . j
Seeds That Grow!
W* shall be pleased to mail you, upon
If you want the Best it is possible to Grow,
such as you can rely upon to produce the
Choicest Vegetables and Most Beautiful
Flowers, you should try Burpee’s Seeds!
W. ATLEE BURPEE & CO., Seed Growers, Philadelphia, Pa.
application, Burpee’s New Annual
for 1910, —long known as “The
Leading American Seed Catalog. ” The
first edition is more than four hundred
thousand copies and yet it is too expensive
a book of 178 pages to mail unsolicited
except to our regular customers. With
elegant colored plates and hundreds of
illustrations from nature it tells plain
truth and is a Safe Guide to success
in the garden. Do you want a copy?
If so, send your address to-day to
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The Howard Watch
T he great Railroads of
the country have
spent millions of dollars
for automatic signal sys¬
tems to safeguard life and
property.
The signal-man by means of auto¬
matic levers works all the switches in
the yard and prepares for the arrival
and departure of every train.
Time is a factor in all traffic mat¬
ters and the signal system, perfect as
it may be, depends after all upon the
man who works the levers and the
trainmen who observe the signals.
Back of the signal system is the time
inspection service to insure the accuracy
of employees’ watches.
The time inspectors of 180 leading
Railroads of America have officially
approved the Howard watch for Rail¬
road service.
A Howard is always worth what you pay
for it. The price of each watch—from the 17-
jewel in a Boss or Crescent gold-filled case at
$35.00; to the 23-jewel in a 14k. solid-gold
case at $150.00 — is fixed at the factory, and
a printed ticket attached.
Not every jeweler can »ell you a HOWARD Watch. Find the HOWARD Jeweler in
your town and talk to him. He is a good man to know. , . * .
Drop us a postal card. Dept. B, and we will send you a HOWARD book of value to
the watch buyer.
E. HOWARD WATCH COMPANY
BOSTON, MASS.
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How Can I
Increase My Income?
We are a saving people. The average
American is constantly putting some¬
thing away for a rainy day. These sav¬
ings are apt to be deposited where they
pay from 3^2% to 4 %, or invested in
government or municipal bonds, where
they net from 2% to Wi %.
In days gone by the income from
such investments was satisfactory, but
within a few years the cost of living has
enormously increased and people who
considered themselves comfortably well
off are finding it hard to pay their bills.
The natural tendency of such people is
to look about to see how they can
increase their income. As a rule they
cannot increase their salaries and must
look to their invested funds for an in¬
crease in income and many of them are
turning to first mortgage public utility
bonds w r hich net a higher rate of in¬
terest and, if carefully selected, are
among the safest investments for this
purpose. We believe these bonds rank
next to municipal bonds as safe invest¬
ments, and it is possible to buy well
secured public utility bonds to-day net¬
ting from 5% to 5^2%* The additional
income produced from such an invest¬
ment goes a long way in taking care of
the increased cost of living.
We have bonds of this character
which we have thoroughly investigated
and which we can place the intending
investor in a way to investigate himself.
We should be very glad to forward
upon application, free of cost, our book¬
let describing such bonds in general, and
also circulars making special offerings.
Write for our Public Utility book,
also for circular No. 55-F.
E. H. ROLLINS & SONS
21 Milk Street, Boston, Mass.
CHICAGO SAN FRANCISCO DENVER
If it
isn’t an
Eastman
it isn’t
a
Kodak
KODAK
means photography with the
bother left out. It means more
than that. It means depend¬
ability in camera and him.
Experiment with no experiments. Start
right—with a Kodak and Kodak film.
EASTMAN KODAK CO.,
Catalogue free at the ROCHESTER, N.Y.,
dealers or by mail . The Kodak City.
LAST GREAT METROPOLIS
starting on main line of Grand Trunk Pacific Transcontinental
Railway. Fort George terminus, or on line of all railways
building and projected in Central British Columbia, the land
of last great opportunities. Fort George at junction of great
waterways on which steamers ply hundreds of miles North.
South. East, West. Tens of millions of acres best agricul¬
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strategic commercial center of greater Inland Empire of
Western Canada. Write quick for maps, plans, official data
and information of fortune-making opportunities for invest¬
ment—small or large sums.
NATURAL RESOURCES SECURITY CO. Ltd., Vancouver, B.C.
"It comes in SECTIONS, not in pieces
Quartered Oak Davenport, ""T"’ $42
Don’t pay profits to dealers and middlemen—it only adds to the cost, not
the VALUE of furniture. If you buy ’ Come-packt” Sectional Furniture,
direct from our factory, you pay but one profit and EVERY DOLLAR
brings you a dollar's worth of ACTUAL FURNITURE VALUE.
If Oar Goods Do Not Convince Yoa
that wo savo you half to two-thirds, then "your money back " You do not
riskapenny under our new*'Come-Packt'‘ plan. 1VKITR TODAY for our
free catalog of handsome Morris Chairs. Rockers, Dining Room Furniture,
etc., all Quarter-Sawed WHITE Oak throu B hout. Over 100 Piece*
COME-PACKT FURNITURE CO.
205 Edwin St.. Ann Arbor, Mich.
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from birth. He has never been sick
a day and is always bright and smiling
^ as a healthy child should be.
^ ^ 0Ur * S n °* * s not
Something is wrong—in most cases it is the food.
Try fresh cow’s milk modified with ESKAY’S. It makes a food as digestible
as mother’s milk, containing everything needful for baby’s perfect development.
Ten feedings of ESKA and our helpful book f or mothers .
"f/on> to Care for the Baby, " sent free on request.
SMITH, KLINE & FRENCH CO., 443 Arch Street, Philadelphia
Necco Sweets
Let the occasion be what it may—simple or other¬
wise— it’s bound to “ leave a good taste ” if one of the
500 varieties of NECCO SWEETS be passed around—
LENOX Chocolates, for instance.
Crown the Feast
Produced in the most up-to-date confectionery factory
le country. Every piece sold under the NECCO
On sale at the best dealer’s in your locality.
NEW ENGLAND CONFECTIONERY CO., Boston, Mass
’THIS finely developed,
1 sturdy boy was
raised on
ESKAY’S
FOOD
1847 ROGERS BROS
For sale by leading dealers everywhere
Send for Catalogue “ P -33 ” showing all designs.
X s
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Copy 100 letters with
single sheet ol MultiKopy
Save your carbon paper expense by using the paper that will
last the longest and give the best results. One sheet of
JPY Carbon
Paper
For Rapid Adding and Figuring the Comp¬
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typewriter is to a correspondent. With very little practice any
bookkeeper can add 100 items a minute more easily than he can
write 30 items without adding.
It makes figuring a real pleasure. Takes care of all drudgery.
Does all thinking for you. It gives you that peace of mind, com¬
fort and satisfaction in feeling certain your figures are always correct.
It assures a trial balance on time. Prevents errors in pay roll and bill extending.
It is the only machine rapid enough for bill extending and checking, chain discounting,
estimating, extending and denominating pay roll.
It does not take many minutes saved or errors prevented during the week to make the
Comptometer a profitable investment.
Let us send you a book about it, free? Or, let us send you a Comptometer on free trial,
prepaid, U. S. or Canada?
Felt & Tarrant Mfg. Co., 1732 No. Paulina St. f Chicago, III.
if you were
callj
onj
will write one hundred letters, and the hundredth copy will be clear enough for every usage.
No other carbon paper gives like results. You can make 20 copies at one writing with
Multi Kopy. Will your present carbon paper do that?
Multi Kopy Is made either In hard or regular finish, In black, blue, purple, green and red,
and In six varieties to suit all purposes. The following list gives the number of copies each
will make:
Regular Finish: Multi Kopy Lightweight, 20; Medium. 8; Billing, 6
Hard Finish : Multi Kopy Lightweight, 16; Medium, 6; Billing, 4
Send for Sample Sheets, FREE, use them for the last of any number of carbons and com¬
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supply dealer’s. Multi Kopy Carbon paper is sold by most dealers; any can get It for you.
Star Brand Typewriter Ribbons ^ooo a imp«s d s io 0 ns
the letter a or e without filling so as to show* on the paper. The original non-filling.
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OUMN Sec " onal
Bookcases
have many features that will interest you. Handsome
and solid in appearance with no disfiguring iron bands
to hold the sections together; glass doors (roller bearing,
nop-binding) easily removable for cleaning without
taking down the entire stack.
The prices are lower than others
Our free catalogue N proves this and will please you. It quotes
our attractive low prices, shows latest Sanitary Clawfoot, Mission
and Standard styles—all high-grade Grand Rapids quality in finish
and workmanship. Sold by dealers or direct.
Gunn Furniture Co.
13 Victoria St., Grand Rapids. Mich.
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Get This Handsome
Lindsay Light FREE
Made of Colonial brass finish, orna¬
mented. Beautifully etched globe, re¬
flecting the maximum of light. Gives a
pleasant illumination, yet burns only one-
fourth the gas of an open-tip burner. Com¬
plete with high-grade mantle and an ornament to any gas
fixture. Simply save the lid whenever you buy a
Lindsay Tungsten
Gas-Mantle
The Lindsay Tungsten Mantle is the sensation of the gaslight world.
In hundreds of thousands of homes it is recognized as the one gas-
mantle that meets every requirement—length of service, quality of
light, all around satisfaction.
It is made of a special weave, specially treated.
It gives a powerful light of great candle-power. Yet the light
is not garish or oppressive, but soft and pleasant.
It will not shrink up with use. Many ordinary mantles shrink
considerably after a very short time, reducing the incandescent
surface and diminishing the light.
It is woven with two thicknesses of specially tough fiber, insur¬
ing extra wear.
None of the annoyances—the poor light, the strained eyesight,
the short service—which vex the user of the ordinary cheap
mantle are found in the Lindsay Tungsten.
Yet when you consider the quality and quantity of light and
length of service, the Lindsay Tungsten at thirty cents is cheaper
than the cheapest mantle made.
If you haven’t already done so, try one now for your own
comfort's sake. Then you’ll know why they have become the
most popular mantle made. They are for sale by all dealers
and gas companies.
The beautiful Lindsay Light illustrated above will be sent by
us to any address, free, on receipt of the lids from twelve
Lindsay Tungsten Mantle Boxes and ten cents to cover packing
and expressage,
Why not get a dozen mantles now so as to get this handsome
Lindsay Light at once? Lindsay mantles fit any gas burner.
Lindsay Light Company
New York Dept. O Chicago
Note — Like every other successful article of merit, the Lindsay Tungsten Mantle is
being imitated freelv. Be sure to look for the name Lindsay
and the lavender-colored mantle. ( 5 )
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The Winning Table Water
everybody
Wins
because it’s so good
— so healthful.
Have it on the table at the
family meal —keep it handy as
a refresher between meals— serve
it in the evening when friends call,
and also on the more formal occasions.
The one verdict will be — “It’s a winner.’
The sparkling ( effervescent) in the usual three sizes.
The still (plain) in half-gallon bottles.
LONDONDERRY LITHIA SPRING WATER CO., Nashua, N. H.
EASTER GIFT
and most appropriate to the Season, for your
Cal.
Catholic
is the
friend or employee,
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Manual
e f
Prayers
Cardinal Gibbons
Mays:
“I urge upon all
Catholics the use of
the ‘Manual of Pray¬
ers.’ 99 It comprises
every practice, rite, %/ . fZ^t***
ritual, precept, faith,
hymn and psalm, Epistles and Gos¬
pels, with complete index for ready
reference. Convenient size, beautifully
bound in Turkey morocco, limp back.
See that the name
JOHN MURPHY CO.
is on the title.
Sold by all booksellers.
.. MAIL US THIS COUPON .
JOHN MURPHY CO., Dept. M, Baltimore, Md.:
Picas* send me the “Manual of Prayers." for which I en¬
close $ 2 . 00 . You to refund money if I do not like book and return
it within five days at your expense.
Name .......
Address . . ... ..
With name stamped on cover, $2.25.
THE BEST LIGHTi
Makes and burns Sts own gas. Costs 2c. per
week. Gives 500 candle power light and
casts no shadow. No dirt, grea.se, nor
o<lor. Unequalled for Homes, Stores.Hotels,
Churches. Public Halls, etc. Over200styles.
Every lump warranted. Agents wanted.
Write for catalog.
THE BEST LIGHT CO.
829 E. SUi St., Canton, O.
lets
Really Delightful
DINGEE Roses
Din gee Roses are positively tho best
grown. Hold on their own /
roots and warranted to
grow. Plants sent to any
point In United States and
Canada. Safe arrival guar¬
anteed. Write for the
“DINGEE GUIDE
TO ROHE CULTURE**^
fur 1910—the lending rose catalogue of
America. 120 pages, beautifully Illustrated. On thocovpr
la a true picture of the marvelous new BLUE HOSE.
Mailed free. Describes over 1.000 varieties. Tells how
to grow them and all other desirable flowers. Wcalso J
sell the beat flower and vegetable seeds. Estab¬
lished 1K50. 70 greenhouses ; large acreage of
the beat Rose land In the country.
THE DINGEE Si CONARD CO., i
Box I ft,Weal Grove, Pa. 1
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Keeps the scalp and hair healthy-Prevents baldness
Your Money Back if it Doesn’t
Sold and guaranteed by Only One Druggist in a place. Look for TA#
They are in over 2500 towns and cities in the United States
UNITED DRUG COMPANY, 86 LEON STREET, BOSTON, MASS
Stores
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McClure’s—The Marketplace of the World
Be Well Without Drugs
/ will help you to
Vibrant Health and Rested Nerves
After my university course, I concluded I could be of
greater help to my sex by assisting Nature to regain and
retain the strength of every vital organ, by bringing to
it a good circulation of pure blood; by strengthening the
nerves, and by teaching deep breathing, than I could by
correcting bodily ailments with medicine. It is to my
thorough knowledge of anatomy, physiology and health
principles that I attribute my marvelous success.
I have helped over 44,000 women. I can help you to
Arise To Your Best
I have given to each woman that satisfaction with self which comes
through the knowledge that she is developing that sweet, personal
loveliness which health and a wholesome, graceful body gives—a cul¬
tured, self-reliant woman with a definite purpose, which makes her
the greatest help to family and friends. She is a Better Wife, a
Rested Mother, a Sweeter Sweetheart. She adds to the beauty of
the world, thus contributing to its refinement, cultivation and educa¬
tion. I can help you to make every vital organ and nerve do efficient
work, thus clearing the complexion and correcting such ailments as
Constipation Irritability Indigestion Weak Nerves
Colds Dullness Rheumatism Nervousness
Weaknesses Sleeplessness Torpid Liver Catarrh
This work is done by following simple directions a few minutes each day
in the privacy of your own room. In delicate cases I cooperate with the
physician.
A Good Figure
is Economy and
Meant More Than a Pretty Face
I have corrected thousands of figures as illustrated be¬
low. The gown in Fig. 1 cost $250; the one in Fig 2
cost $6.00. Fig. 2 is the same woman as Fig. 1, developed
and in correct poise. Figs. 3, 4, 5 and 6 show* actual
photographs of pupils before taking up my work. (They
They all stand, now 9 as correctly and appear as well as Fig. 2. ^
Style is in the Figure and Poise
and not in the Gown
have given me permission to use them.)
Too Fleshy
or
Too Thin
When every organ of the body is doing efficient work, there will be no superfluous flesh and
no bony angular bodies. I have reduced thousands of women 80 lbs., and have built up thou¬
sands of others 25 lbs. What I have done for others I can do for you. It would do your
heart good to read the daily reports from my pupils. Here are some of them:
“ My weight has increased 30 pounds.”
" My eyes are much stronger and I have taken off my
glasses.”
*' My kidneys are much better.”
“ 1 have not had a sign of indigestion or gall stones since
I began with you.”
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I am delighted with the effect upon my catarrh.”
Have grown from a nervous wreck to a state of steady,
quiet nerves.”
' The relief from backache alone is worth many times
the money, and I haven’t had a cold since 1 began
with you.”
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strength. I never get out of breath, the rheumatic
twinges have all gone, and I look and feel IS years
younger.”
" J»»»t think of it! To be relieved from constipation. En-
y tirely free after having it for 30 years.”
I rejprd medicine for reduction as dangerous, and bandages and reducing appliances do not remove the
canse, hence only give temporary results. In correcting faulty habits of digestion and assimilation, I
build up the strength while I am reducing, or developing you.
This is practical common sense. Think it over and write me today, telling your
faults of health and figure. If I cannot help you, I will tell you so. I study your
case just as a physician, giving you the individual treatment which your case demands.
I never violate a pupil’s confidence. I will send you an instructive booklet, showing
correct lines of a woman’s figure in standing and walking, free.
SUSANNA C0CR0FT, Dept. 95, Removed to 246 Michigan Ave., Chicago
_ A*Oior_of^ % Stlf Sufficiency.” "The Vital Organs, Their Use and Abute % " Etc.
Miss Cocrofl's name stands for progress in the scientific care of the health and figure of woman.
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. . Gentlemen:
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want to send you with our compliments. It tells some surpris- ^ a JreC copy oj Dr.
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obtainable from him t write s Druggist
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NEW
^ The improved model of the world’s
safest revolver is nowon sale at every ■ [HflR
f^p 7 progressive firearms dealer's.
\ J This revolver combines the “Hammer the Hammer” fea- ’
ture of past Iver Johnson models with improvements in
action never before found in any revolver at any price.
In this model, springs of drawn, tempered piano ware replace all flat springs. t Tension is main¬
tained throughout the entire length of a coil spring. The old flat or “kick” spring exerts greatest
tension at its weakest point, where the metal in time gives out. A revolver wdth old style springs
may fail you in a moment of life or death. This can never happen with the new’ Iver Johnson. 1 n
accuracy the New Iver Johnson Revolver is unexcelled. The barrel is of finest quality
forged steel, bored and rifled wuth an accuracy unexcelled in any other revolver.
THE I
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PEOPLE
Get “Home Decorator” Free
OTTLE, what every woman wants is afforded In
Hygienic Kalsomlne— the sanitary wall finish-
endorsed by physicians Is germ-proof, econom¬
ical and prepared 1 n many beautiful colors. Write
today for the Home Decorator— showing in ac¬
tual Kalsomlne tints decorative schemes for every
room. A great help In planning. It’s free.
Dept. 8 ADAMS & ELTING CO. Chicaco
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c/’HOWER BATH/"
Shower with Receptor
Needle Bath in Recess With Glass Door
MONG the well-inform¬
ed, the use of shower and
needle baths is no longer
considered a matter of
mere Summer comfort. The
tonic effect of this form of bath¬
ing is now recognized as necessary
to all-year-round healthfulness.
We make every necessary fixture
from the simplest hand-spray to
complete combinations for spe¬
cial shower rooms. We are also
prepared to furnish complete
hydrotherapeutic equipments
for residences or hospitals.
MODERN PLUMBING
When planning bathroom equipment,
send for our booklet, “Modern Plumb¬
ing,” which shows the most advanced
fixtures in Imperial and Vitreous Porce¬
lain and Porcelain Enameled Iron Ware.
There are 24 illustrations of model bath¬
rooms ranging in cost from $85 to $3,000.
Full description of each fixture is given,
with general information regarding deco¬
ration and tiling. Sent on receipt of four
cents to cover postage.
THE J. L. MOTT IRON WORKS
W8 OVER EIGHTY YEARS OF SUPREMACY 1910
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new YORK city
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Boston, Chicago. Philadelphia, Pittsburgh,
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TO MAKE SURE THAT YOU ARE GETTING GENUINE MOTT IjOfQffl
WARE, LOOK FOR THE MOTT LABEL ON EACH PIECE IMOHI
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Patented in United States.
Canada, Grrat Britain, France,
Germany, Austria and 14 other
Foreign Countries.
TURN UP THE COLLAR
THAT'S ALL”
The Presto Collar for men, women and children is
on the best overcoats and raincoats of makers with
national reputations. The Presto label is on all Presto
Collar coats. Look for the label and find it before
you buy your new overcoat or raincoat.
Ask your clothier for a Presto Collar coat. If he hasn’t
it send his name and address on a postal and say:
“ Send the free Prestoscope ”—this little device shows
by moving pictures just how the Presto Collar works,
and why you will like it. Write today .
Please be sure to give your dealer's name.
THE PRESTO COMPANY
699 Broadway
Desk 8
New York
Two Overcoats
for Price of One
The Presto Collar gives you two dis¬
tinctive styles in one overcoat or rain¬
coat. Changes coat styles in a second,
with the greatest ease.
Turned up :—The Presto Collar con¬
verts your overcoat into the classy mil¬
itary effect; protecting your neck, right
to thechin, against cold and rainorsnow.
Turned down :—The Presto Collar is
smooth and neat and snug-fitting; the
same in style and character as the
regular fashionable dress collar.
Same Collar You’ve Always
Worn-Only WATERPROOFED
I ITHOLIN Waterproofed Linen Collars and Cuffs are increasing in
popularity every day, for no matter what the weather may be, or
the conditions, they hold their shape, do not wilt or fray, and, if soiled,
can be wiped white as new with a damp cloth, in a minute. That cuts
out the expense of the laundering—a weekly item which counts heavily
in the long run. So, you get style, and save, and have real satisfaction.
The dull linen finish. Turn downs have a “slip easy” space for the tie.
COLLARS 25c CUFFS 50c
Look for Litholin Trade-Mark. Avoid imitations and substitutes
If not at your dealer's, send, giving style, size, monber wanted, with
remittance, and we will mail, postpaid. Booklet of styles free on request.
KEEP THIS ADVERTISEMENT FOR FUTURE REFERENCE
YALE
PENN.
BARNARD
COLUMBIA
THET1BERL0ID COMPANY
7 WAVERLY PLACE
NEW ^YORK
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TWO DISQUIETING THOUGHTS WHICH
SHOULD IMPEL YOU TO INVESTIGATE THE
Model 36—36 H.P., 4 cylinder, 4 passenger Demi-Tonneau—$1750
Model 36 also supplied as five passenger Touring Car, Landaulet and Doctors’ Coupe.
Model 46—46 H. P., 4 cylinder, 7 passenger Touring Car, $2,500. Also supplied as Limousine
Has it occurred to you that it is entirely possible to know all about four cycle cars and
still be depriving yourself of comforts, advantages and economies, which are foreign
to the four cycle and peculiar to the Elmore valveless two cycle?
For instance:
(1) Supposing that you drive a car which is admitted to be the most perfect example of four cycle
manufacture produced on either side of the ocean — you still do not secure the superb and utterly different
running qualities which every Elmore owner enjoys; because these qualities result directly from the
continuous torque of the valveless two cycle engine. You can prove this conclusively in an hour’s
demonstration of the Elmore side by side with your own car—stepping from one to the other
for purposes of comparison.
(2) Supposing that you have ma*Je a scientific study of economical upkeep; and have reduced the
cost of maintenance to a four cycle minimum — your car still costs you more than the Elmore costs to
maintain; because the Elmore valveless two cycle engine either eliminates entirely or reduces greatly
the chief causes of expense.
This refers to repairs, ignition, gasoline and tires. You can satisfy yourself that this is true by
merely investigating the nature of the two contrasting types.
Unless extrinsic considerations intervene, you will discard your fine four cycle car for
an ELMORE if you secure an adequate demonstration. At any rate, you owe
yourself a knowledge of the differences between the two tvoes — the four cycle and
the Elmore valveless two cycle. The
prove a revelation.
Member Association of Licensed Automobile
Licensed under the Selden Patent No.
Exhibit at Chicago Show — February 5-12
ELMORE MANUFACTUR
404 Amanda Street, C
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The first Derby made in America was a
c & K
NAPP-FELT hats have an
individuality which ap¬
peals to the discriminating—
those for whom the best is
none too good.
They are made in a variety
of smart shapes, affording an
opportunity for the exercise
of individual taste in the selec¬
tion of a properly becoming
style. Their trim lines are
shaped by C & K handwork
and their distinctive character
cannot be imitated by the me¬
chanical methods common to
other makes. The superb qual¬
ity of Knapp-Felt and the ex¬
pert workmanship insure the
greatest possible satisfaction.
Knapp-Felt Derbies and
Soft Hats are made in two
grades, $ 6 and $4.
Your newspaper probably has
the announcement of a hat¬
ter who sells Knapp-Felts.
The Crofut & Knapp Co.
Broadway, cor. Thirteenth St., New York
G ET the benefit of all a aweeper ought to be when you
buy— ask for the Sweeper lxilh fifteen special points
that make it better than anu other.
The National Roller-bearing Carpet Sweeper has won two
gold medals and a grand prize on those special points. In com¬
petition with the best sweepers of other makes, the National
always comes off with, the honors.
It’s a real one. You’ll see the difference when you look it over.
The National
Roller-Bearing Carpet Sweeper
Picks up all the dirt—every scrap. The brush is imported
Hankow Chinese bristles. It is released for cleaning in a second
by a pressure of thumb and finger. Its dust pans can’t dump
contents till you want them to. They open one at a time,
so the dirt can’t spill. The handle is ferruled with steel rings—
can’t wear loose, slip out nor split. The only sweeper with
successful roller bearings—much easier running than any other.
Your dealer sells National if he’s a live one.
" How to Double the Life of
Your Carpet* and Rug* ”
Here’s a free book that tells you how to
make your rugs and carpets wear twice
as long and look fresh and bright all the
time. Write for it and enclose your
dealer's name. Address nearest office.
NATIONAL SWEEPER COMPANY
Department N-7
Newark, N. J. Chicago, III.
Build no fence till
yon have seen the
Ward 1910 Free
Illustrated Cata¬
logue on good
Ornamental Metal
Fence and Gates
We can save you money on metal fences and gates,
ranging from the cheaper-than-wood kind to the
finest ornamental styles. Hundreds of designs, low
factory prices. Send postal for
Free Catalogue NOW. Save
cash; get better-than-usual fence.
WARD FENCE CO.,
Box 1 62, Decatur, Ind.
ALLEN’S FOOT EASE
The Antiseptic Powder for the Feet.
When rubbers become necessary anti
your shoes pinch, shake into your shoes
Allen’s Foot-Ease, the antiseptic powder
for the feet. It cures painful, swollen,
smarting, sweating feet, and takes the
sting out of corns and bunions. Just
the thing for patent leather shoes, danc¬
ing parties and for Breaking in New
shoes. Many people cannot wear heavy
stockings comfortably without shak¬
ing Allen’s Foot-Ease into the shoes.
TRY IT TO-DAY. Sold everywhere,
25c. Don’t accept any substitute.
TRIAL PACKAGE
sent by mail. Address.
ALLEN S. OLMSTED,Le Roy.N.Y.
’’In a pinch,
use Allen’s
Foot-Ease.”
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L-
-.—
By leaps and bounds that
have amazed the commercial
world, electric lighting has
forged to the front. Introduced
only thirty years ago, today one thousand millions of dollars are de¬
voted to lighting this country by electricity. The latest electric lamp
doubles the light efficiency of man’s most useful servant—Electricity.
Electric
MAZDA LAMPS
The Latest Development in Metal Filament (Tungsten)
Lamps give Double the Light for Equal Cost
You should now have electric light in
your store because more people buy
more in the pure-air bright-light
store. You should have electric light
in your home because now GE
MAZDA lamps make it a low-cost
luxury. You should have electric light
in your factory because workers work
better in pure air under ample and
steady light. You should have elec-
general electri
trie light in your office because prog¬
ress, health and economy all now
demand it.
Ask Your Electric Light
Man or Dealer
He will tell you the merits of GE
MAZDA lamps. Call him up today
for detailed information of cost and
saving — or, write direct to us.
C COMPANY
The Largest Manufacturer of Electric Apparatus in the World
DEPARTMENT 22 SCHENECTADY, N. Y.
100 WATTS 2S WATTS 60 WATTS «#0 WATTS 250 WATTS
McClure's—The Marketplace of the World
Sound Teeth—
Odorless Breath
Readers of this publication are
invited to write us (a postal will
do) for Ten-Day Trial Tube of
Pebeco Tooth Paste, the dentifrice
which prevents decay of the teeth,
impure breath, soft gums and many
other troubles of the oral cavity by
overcoming “acid mouth”—that is,
too much Lactic Acid. This acid,
if unchecked, gradually eats through
the enamel, and decay and its at¬
tendant troubles surely follow.
This is by far the most frequent
cause of decay.
PCBCCO
Actual Size
Free Trial Tube
TOOTH
PASTE
cleans, polishes and
whitens the teeth;
even restoring dis¬
colored teeth to nor¬
mal whiteness. It
leaves an extremely
pleasant, “clean”
taste in the mouth.
To show you how
Pebeco overcomes
“acid mouth” a pack¬
age of Test Papers is
sent with each trial
tube with full direc¬
tions for performing an interesting,
scientific experiment.
Pebeco originated in the Hygienic Labora¬
tories of P. Beiersdorf & Co., Hamburg,
Germany, and is sold everywhere in large 50c
tubes. Only a small quantity is used at a time—
it is very economical.
For Trial Tube and Test Papers , Address
Lehn & Fink, 117 William St., New York
Burns a mantle
_ ga«, making gos
. „_ t from kerosene. Odor-
ness.noiaeless.absolutely safe.
“0 candle power, 16 hours on
_j quart of kerosene. Best and
^easiest light on the eyes. Gives pure,
rwhitelight. Requiresnogenerating.
Light it as any lamp, and have a per¬
fect light instantly. Burner fits
_ any lamp, including the Rayo.
Nothing cumbersomo or unsightly.
Handsome in appearance. Different
stales for homes, stores, factories.
rooms, churches, halls.^
' * ‘ >st people.
etc. Used everywhere by best pcop
Satisfaction guaranteed or money back,
All Good Dealers, or Direct.
Send today for free catalog.
JOHN S. NOEL, 116 Dlv., Grand Rapids, Mich.
SEEDS, PLANTS, ROSES,
Bulbs, Vines, Slirubs, etc. Hun¬
dreds of car lots of FRUIT and
ORNAMENTAL TREKS. 1201)
acres, 50 in hardy Roses, none
better grown. 44 greenhouses of
Palms, P'erns, Ficus, Gerani¬
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to mention. Seeds, Plants, Bulbs.
Roses, Small Trees, etc., by mail
postpaid. Safe arrival and satis¬
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of SUPERB CANNAS. the queen of bedding plants. 50
choice collections cheap in Seeds, Plants. Roses, etc. Ele¬
gant 168-page Catalog FREE. Send for it today and see
what values we give for your money. Direct deal will
insure you the best at first cost. 56 years. |5J
THESTORRS & HARRISON CO., Box 24,Painesville,Ohio
90
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r r Any tootn^
brush will 1
merel y brush
the surface
The Pro-phy-lac-tic is
made in one shape
only, because that is
the only shape ,
that will do i
perfect &
| M work. Jfll
Only ONE
tooth brush really
k cleans between A
Vibe teeth
The Pro-phy-lac-tic | H 9M m
is a scientific product \B J
made to be right and
to clean between the I
teeth as well as their H
surfaces, on the as- H.
sumption that there
are sufficient thoughtful people whc
when they know, will use no other.
Result—more Pro-phy-lac-tic
Tooth Brushes are sold to-day than
of any other known make in the
world. No well-informed per¬
son will question this statement.
[CSV / THE CURVED HANDLE
/ # makes it easy to reach and thoroughly
gjJMgtm g clean the back teeth and the back of
/ r y g all the teeth.
gf** g the shaped bristles
y Jf q g As shown in illustration, the bristles of
/ *** <£ ^ t the Pro-phy-lac-tic Tooth Brush are shaped
[ > $ g and arranged in separate, pointed tufts, so
[ tu ft g as to fit every part of each individual tooth
I ^ ? g and penetrate all crevices and depressions in
/ fog g and between the teeth. The extra high tufts
I ° T 7 at the end are also designed for the efficient
j g cleansing of the back teeth.
J/ THE BEVELED TAPERED end
r/ ^T^e enc ^ ^o-phy-hc-ilc Tooth Brush is tapered,
* gf beveled and rounded so that there are no edges or comers
g /to injure the gums or the delicate membrane of the mouth.
J The Yellow Box is Your Protection
Each Pro-phy-lac-tic is packed in an individual yellow box. which
protects it against handling from the time it is sterilized in the factory
until it reaches your own toilet stand. This also affords a positive
means of identification which enables you to avoid all substitutes.
The Styles Are:
Pro-phy-lac-tic— this is the orig- Pro-phy-lac-tic Special— new flex-
inal Pro-phy-lac-tic rigid handle. ible handle. Three sizes: Adult’s
To Dentisti and Physicians
Much of the prestige of
the Pro-phy-lac-tic is due j
to the endorsement and /
recommendation of the /
brush by the profession. /
On receipt of profes- /
sional card or letter- / tc
head, it would be a /
pleasure to send / ^
anydentistorphy- /
sician a compli- j
mentary pack- /
age. the con- /
tents of which /
are so useful /
thathewillbe /
more than /
repaid for /
writing us. /
Dolfou mere!
or do you re
our
clean them?
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C ITIES earnestly fighting a national nuisance agree that smoke is not only injurious to
health, but is expensive. Smoke represents wasted coal. The UNDERFEED
coal-burning way consumes smoke and turns this waste into clean, even heat. This
modern UNDERFEED method, which has earned government and municipal recog¬
nition, reduces cost of heat.
peck-Williamson Underfeed
HEATING SVSTEMS
Furnaces “ HOT A WATE g Boilers
Save Vs to a /3 of Coal Bills
A Canadian Tribute
THE PECK-WILLIAMSON COMPANY
426 West Fifth Street, Cincinnati, O.
Furoucf Denier*. Hardware Men and Plumbers are invited to Write TODAY for our 1910 Proposition.
Adam
Here's a Canadian tribute lo Underfeed efficiency.
Rutherford, of Grimsley, Can., writes:
*7 am delighted with the Underfeed. It enables the user
to utilize smoke and gas, which ordinarily go oat of the
chimney, as fuel, thus reducing cost of heat fully one-half.
We burn slack direct from American mines, laid down here,
freight and duty paid, for $2.79 a ton. Twelve tons heated
our big, old-fashioned stone house, built III years ago, so
thoroughly last season we did not put on our storm sash.
The UNDERFEED is easily operated and very
economical. ” ,
is send you—FREE- many facsimile testimo-
likc this with our Underfeed Booklet of Fur¬
naces or Special Catalog of Steam and Hot Water
Boilers. Heating plans and services of our Engi¬
neering Corps FREE. Write TODAY-giving
name of local dealer with whom you'd prefer to deal.
A child can prove this. Pea sizes of hard and soft coal, and cheapest slack which would smother a fire in
Ordinary Furnaces and Boilers, yield in the UNDERFEED as much clean, even heat as the highest priced coal.
Ask for prices on the two kinds. YOU save the difference. Coal in the UN¬
DERFEED is fed from below. The fire burns on
top. Smoke and gases must pass through the
flames, are consumed and make more heat.
Here’s where the WASTE in other heaters comes
in. Ashes are few and are removed by shaking
the grate bar as inordinary furnaces and heaters.
This illustration shows
the Underfeed Boiler.
Illustration shows furnace
without casing , cut away to
show how coal is forced up
underfire , which hums on top.
9 2
McClure's—The Marketplace of che World
An Authority
on Decoration
O a property-owner who expects to spend this
spring from $40 to $1,000 on a piece of home
decorating, exterior or interior, our “Dutch
Boy Paint Adviser No. D,” though free, is
worth at least an expert adviser’s fee—say
five per cent, of the expected expenditure.
C[We have one reserved, free, for every
property-owner who wants practical, authori¬
tative directions and suggestions on the selec¬
tions of harmonious colors, shrubbery
arrangement for outside, drapery and rugs for
interior, and the proper mixing and use of
white lead and linseed oil for painting various
surfaces.
<1 No property owner can afford to permit the
use of anything but the best in building or
decorating his home. Arguments for inferior
substitutes sometimes seem plausible, but in
practice the genuine—the standard—thing is the cheapest in
the end. Paint made of pure white lead and pure linseed oil
remains the reliable paint. Ask your painter if this isn’t so.
<1 Old patrons as well as new are requested to note that our
white lead is now packed in steel kegs, dark gun-metal finish,
instead of oak kegs as heretofore. The Dutch Boy Painter
trade mark is on the side of these new kegs, as of the old,
and is your guaranty that you are getting our pure white lead.
The Dutch Boy Paint Adviser No, D is free to anyone
contemplating painting or decorating of any kind. Address
NATIONAL LEAD COMPANY
An office in each of the following cities :
New York Boston Buffalo Cincinnati Cleveland Chicago St. Louii
(John T. Lewis & Bros. Co., Philadelphia)
(National Lead and Oil Company, Pittsburgh)
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Simplicity of Operation and Ease of Control
are some of the distinguishing features of the
(DLVMBV5
V £LE(TRIC
which make it possible for a woman or even a
child of twelve to travel about without appreciable
effort and in perfect safety.
“THE CAR SUPREME”
The Triumph of Forty Years’ Honest Effort
Write today for Catalog No. 7
THE COLUMBUS BUGGY COMPANY, 507 Dublin Ave., Columbus, Ohio
BUILDERS OF THE FAMOUS FIRESTONE-COLUMBUS GASOLINE CARS.
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An Advertisement by Elbert Hubbard
Business Ballast
HEN Henry Selfridge, of Chicago, was starting that great
American store in London, he found that he was flying a trifle
light, and needed a little business ballast—in other words a
little financial accommodation was required. On applying
to his bankers they asked to see Mr. Selfridge s life insurance
policies. 4M. When he sent his secretary over with the docu¬
ments, aggregating an even million dollars, the monied men winked, blinked and
gasped for breath. One of the policies was in the Equitable for an even
three hundred thousand dollars. Now, be it known that the Equitable never
writes a policy like that without not only examining the man physically, but
looking up his moral record with a fine tooth-comb. The dope fiend, the boozer,
the rounder, the bounder, and the gent who follows the ponies, cannot pass.
Your record must be clean and you must be engaged in a business that serves
society. You must be benefitting your fellow men, not exploiting them. The
safe man is the useful man. So when our Threadneedle Street friends saw
those Selfridge policies, they suddenly awoke to the fact that they were dealing
with a man who knew exactly what he was doing. The life insurance policies,
were his certificates of character. The bankers sent back the policies, with
word that Mr. Selfridge could have anything he wanted, on his own terms.
►2^ But in the two days delay the wind had veered; the buyers were mobbing the
store with £. s. d., and Selfridge found himself in funds; and then he had the
joy of thanking the money-bags and informing them that he wanted nothing.
All wise men who can get life insurance nowadays, do. It stiffens the
vertebrae, sweetens the love of wife and kiddyeens, commands the confidence
of your colleagues and enables you to look trouble squarely in the eye and
cause it to beat it for the bush. Life insurance is a privilege. If it is within
your reach today, secure it today. Tomorrow may be too late.
The Equitable Life Assurance Society
OF THE UNITED STATES
“Strongest in the World”
The Company which pays its death claims on the day it receives them .
Paul morton, president 120 Broadway, new york city
AGENCIES EVERYWHERE! None in your town? Then
why not recommend some good man—or woman—to us to represent us
there. Great opportunities today in Life Insurance work for the Equitable.
McClure's—The Marketplace of the World
The Mark That Means
Seventy-Cent Yam
When you buy Holeproof Hose — the genuine “Holeproof,” bearing the mark
below on the toe—you get hose that are knit with yarn that now costs us an average
of 70c a pound—a three ply, “soft-as-down, strong-as-silk-cord” yarn, knit into the hose
by the “Holeproof” process.
We could save 30c a pound by using a two-ply yarn. We could knit in the common
way. But that would mean simply to waste 32 years of hose-making experience.
It would be a death blow to our pride—a pride that compels us to
spend for inspection, now, $33,000 a year. We incur this expense
simply to know that each pair that’s sent out is perfection. This is
more for our sake than for yours—but you get the benefit.
These are things you don’t see in the hose
when you buy them. But they count in the
wear at the end of six months.
To be sure you are getting
them look for this mark. Other
marks look something like it.
So please memorize ours.
The genuine “Hole-
proof” is sold in your
town. Dealers’ names
given on request.
mark doesn’t
appear on the toe
it isn’t GENUINE
Holeproomosiera
FOR MEN WOMEN* AND CHILDREN^
The Original Guaranteed Hose.
Holeproof Sox — 6 pairs. $1.50. Medium and
light weight. Black, black with white feet, light and
dark tan. navy blue, pearl gray, lavender, light blue,
green, gun-metal and mode. Sizes, 9 to 12. Six pairs
of a size and weight in a box. All one color or as¬
sorted, as desired.
Holeproof Sox (extra llgrlit weight)—6
pairs, $2.00. Mercerized. Same colors as above.
Holeproof L.us( re-Sox— 6 pairs. $3.00. Fin¬
ished likesilk. Extra light weight. Black, navy blue,
liiiht and dark tan. pearl gray, lavender, light blue,
green, gun-metal, flesh color and modo. Sizes. 9 to 12.
Holeproof Full-Fashioned Sox— 6 pairs,
$3 (10. Same colors and sizes as Lustre-Sox.
Holt*proof Silk Sox—3 pairs, $2.00. Guaran¬
teed for.thrcc monlhs—warranted pure silk.
Write for
Holeproof Stockings — 0 pairs. $2.00. Me¬
dium weight. Black, tan. black with white feet, pearl
gray, lavender, light blue and uavy bluo. Size*. 8
to 11.
Holeproof L-ustre - Stocking* — 6 pairs.
$3 00. Finished lik 3 silk. Extra light weight. Tan,
black, pearl gray, lavender, light blue and navy blue.
Sizes. 8 to 11.
Boys* Holeproof Stocklnsrs— C pairs. $2.00.
Black and tan. Specially reinforced knee, heel and
toe. Sizes. 5 to 11.
MtateB* Holeproof Stocking — 6 pairs,
$2.00 Black and tan. Specially reinforced knee, heel
and toe. Size9. 5 to These are the best children’s
hose made today.
free book, “How to Make Your Feet Happy.'
We’II ship direct where
we have no dealer —
charges prepaid—on re¬
ceipt of remittance.
( 32 )
HOLEPROOF HOSIERY CO., 403 Fourth Street, MILWAUKEE, WIS.
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The Good-Night Lunch.
It is not always an easy task for the woman who has no help to get
up a suitable lunch for the friends who have spent the evening with her.
Very often her enjoyment is marred by the fuss and expense and
worry which she is obliged to undergo.
Here is a special use for
The daintiest and most delicious JELL-O lunch can be prepared in advance, and
with a minute’s work. Serve with whipped cream. Wafers and tea,
coffee or cocoa complete a lunch that is delightful in every respect.
The beautiful recipe hook, 44 DESSERTS OF THE WORLD,’*
tells how fo make all sorts of delicacies. Sent for two stamps
to all who write for it.
There are seven flavors of JELL-O: Strawberry, Raspberry,
Lemon, Orange, Cherry, Peach, Chocolate.
Each flavor in a separate package . 1 Oc. at all grocers •
THE GENESEE PURE FOOD CO.,
Le Roy, N. Y., and Bridgeburg, Can.
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A Wonderful Business Story
We have told in a book—which we ask you to send for—one of the
greatest business stories ever told. A story of how John N. Willys
stepped in two years to the topmost place in motordom. Of how
Overland automobiles rose in 24 months to this year’s sale of $24,000,000.
How a factory has grown like magic to a payroll of 4,000 men—to a
daily output of 30 carloads of automobiles. And how a large part of
the demand of the country has been centered around one remarkable car.
The Discovery
Here is an outline of the story—just enough to
make you want it all.
Two years ago, Mr. John N. Willys was a
dealer in automobiles. There came to him one
day a remarkable car—evidently the creation of
a mechanical genius. The simplest, sturdiest,
smoothest-running car that anyone around there
had seen.
The name of the car was the Overland. And
the price — then, $1,250 — was as amazing as the
car itself.
The sale of this car spread like wildfire. Each
car sold brought a call for twenty others like it.
Old and new motor car owners came by the score
to deposit advance money— attracted by the Over¬
land’ s matchless simplicity.
But the cars did not come. And when Mr.
Willys went to the makers he found them on the
verge of receivership.
The genius which had created this marvelous
car could not finance the making in the face of
the 1907 panic.
The New Start
Mr. Willys in some way met the overdue pay¬
roll—took over the plant—and contrived to fill
his customers’ orders.
Then the cry came for more cars from every
place where an Overland had been sold. As
the new cars went out the demand became over¬
whelming. The factory capacity was outgrown
in short order. Then tents were erected.
Another factory was acquired, then another;
but the demand soon outgrew all three.
During the next fiscal year these factories sent
out 4,075 Overland cars. Yet the demand was
not half supplied.
Dealers fairly fought for preference. Buy¬
ers paid premiums. None could be content
with a lesser car when he once saw the Over¬
land.
All this without advertising. About the only
advertising the car ever had w r as w r hat users
told others.
Overland Model 38 — Price, $1,000. 25 h. p.— 102-inch
wheel base. Made also with single rumble seat, double
rumble seat and Toy Tonneau at slightly additional cost.
Overland Model 40-Price $1,250
40 h. p.-112-inch Wheel Base
All Prices Include Magneto
Members of Association Licensed Automobile Manufacturers.
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The Pope-Toledo Plant
Mr. Willys’ next step was to buy the Pope-
Tuledo factory —one of the greatest automobile
plants in the country. This gave him four
well-equipped factories—just 16 months from his
start.
But the Toledo plant wasn’t sufficient. So he
gave his builders just 40 days to complete an
addition larger than the original factory.
Then he equipped these buildings with the
most modern machinery—with every conceivable
help and convenience—so that cars could be
built here for less than anywhere else.
Now 4,000 men work on Overland cars. The
output is valued at $140,000 per day. The con¬
tracts from dealers for this season’s delivery call
for 20,000 cars.
Now this man has acquired 23 acres around
his Toledo plant. And his purpose is to see—
from this time on—that those who want Over¬
lands get them.
Marvelous Sales
because the tremendous production has cut the
cost 20 per cent.
A 25 horsepower car, capable of 50 miles an
hour, for Si, 000, complete with lamps and
magneto. Never did a maker give nearly so
much for the money.
There are higher-powered Overlands for $1,250
— SI,400—$1,500. They are just as cheap in
comparison as the $1,000 model.
The Overlands are unique in simplicity. They
operate by pedal control. A ten-year-old child
can master the car in a moment.
They are made in the same factory, and by
the same men as made the Pope-Toledo—a
$4,250 car. The reason for the price lies in the
production of 125 cars per day.
Get the Whole Story
Send me this coupon to get the whole story,
told in a fascinating book. Learn about the
car which in two years captured so large a part
of the whole trade of the country. See what has
done this—what there is in the Overland to
make it the most desired car in existence.
Please cut out this coupon now.
Dealers had ordered 16,000 of the 1910 Over¬
land models before the first car was. delivered.
That means that each Overland sold the pre¬
vious year had sold four others like it.
And without any advertising.
This year’s Overland sales will exceed $24,-
000,000. Yet the Overland is but two years
old.
The $1,000 Overland
F. A. Barker, Sales Manager, 4
The Willys-Overland Company
Toledo, Ohio
Please send me the book.
Overland Model 41 — Price, $1,400
40 h. p. — 112-inch Wheel Base—5 passenger*
and Full Lamp Equipment
Licensed Under Seldcn Patent
Overland Model 42 —Price, $1,500
Either Touring Car or Close-Coupled Body
Top, Glass Front and Gas Tank are Extras
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McClure’s—The Marketplace of the World
The greatest home charm
Make your home-coming
as late as you please from
party, ball, or theatre and
you will find your boudoir
or bed-chamber delightfully
warm and “comfy’’ to talk
things over with your guest
if the home is Steam or
Hot-Water heated and
ventilated by
Common hospitality demands a warm home.
Heart confidences—‘‘the pearls of friendship”—are bom only where
there is warmth and coziness. IDEAL Boilers and AMERICAN
Radiators help so greatly to give a home its greatest charm—perfect
freedom day and night to enjoy every nook and comer of it, no matter
how blizzardy the weather. IDEAL Boilers circulate their soft
warmth for hours after the fire in the boiler has been banked for the
night, and the house is kept cozy for the rising time and breakfast hour
on the single charge of coal put in the evening before.
ADVANTAGE 10: Burning coal liberates certain gases which burn readily and
make intense heat if permitted to ‘‘take fire.” The chambers (and the flues opening
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A No. ** 9 -W IDEAL Boiler and *n
ft. of 18 -in. AMERICAN Radia¬
tors. costing the owner Si 95 . were
used to Hot-Water heat this cottage.
At this price the goods can be bought
of any reputable, competent Fitter.
This did not include cost of labor,
pipe,valves, freight, etc., which In¬
stallation is extra and varies accord¬
ing to climatic and other conditions.
out of these spaces) are so arranged in IDEAL Boilers that
they bring in the exact amount of air required
for completely burning these gases as fast as
freed from the coal. There can be no “undi¬
gested” coal — every ounce of fuel is made to
yield its utmost heat — none of its heat-making
power is wasted up the chimney.
Don't delay investigating this well-paying permanent
investment with its marked fuel, labor, and repair savings,
besides the greater comfort, health protection, cleanli¬
ness, safety, and durability. Prices are now most favorable.
The booklet “ Ideal Heating: Investments" is the biggest
thing in money-saving facts that any property-owner can read.
Free. Send for it NOW.
Amer ican R adiator C ompany
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LIGHT
Bums 5 Hours for l cents worth of Gas
It takes 3 standard carbon filament lamps to
give a 50-candlepower light. With electricity
at 10 cents per thousand watts,
they burn 5 hours for 7/4
cents. In one month the cost is
$2.25
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It takes 2 open flame gas tips to give a 50-
candlepower light. With gas at $1.00 per thou¬
sand feet, they burn 5 hours for ^ ^ ^
6 cents. In one month’s time Si 1 St (I
the cost is. sfl>±.OV/
Almost unbelievable, isn’t it ? Yet the proof of it is easy. Buy
one Welsbach Junior Light and test every claim made for it. Then
equip your entire home. You’ll save tremendously on your light¬
ing bills, and have a cheerful, soft, mellow and perfect light.
Don’t Economize on Light—
Economize on Lighting Bills
The Welsbach Junior Light consists
of burner, mantle and chimney, is
5 inches high and can be attached to
any gas fixture.
Completely hidden from view. Can
be used with any style globe—gas or
electric. No change of glassware
necessary.
Price, complete, in a box ... 35 cents
Sold Everyivhere by Gas Companies and Dealers
Manufactured by the
Welsbach Company
—the original and largest manufacturers of
incandescent gas lights and mantles in the world.
Beware of imitations All genuino Welsbach goods have
our trademark—tho Shield of Quality—ou the box. It i9
our guarantee and your protection.
Onr illustrated booklet—“The History of Light**—mailed
free on request. Address J)epL G* Welsbach Company,
Philadelphia. Pa.
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^ It takes 1 Welsbach Junior to give a 50-candlepower |
_ , light. With gas at $1.00 per thou- _ _
I sand feet, it burns 5 hours for 1 cent. ^ f I fs'f'O
In one month’s time the cost is vlC3»
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C. The proprietors take pleasure in ann<
they have concluded arrang
FRANCAISE which will ^enable their Englisl
American patrons traveling or residing in France to
procure these famous cigarettes at all the principal
Hotels, Cafes, etc., the General Agency for France being
situated at
60, Avenue Montaigne, Paris, 8"
(Rond-Point des Champs-Ely sees)
This is but another acknowledgment of the superior
excellence of PALL MALL FAMOUS CIGARETTES,
for La Regie Francaise (being the French Government
Monopoly, and having its own favored brands) accorded
this splendid compliment only in deference to a most
insistent demand.
Especially convenient for our patrons automobiling
in France are the boxes of fifty. Also packed in the
usual attractive boxes of ten.
“A Shilling in London
A Quarter Here’*
In France—1 franc, 30 centimes
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