Evening Star Newspaper, April 24, 1897, Page 14

THE. EVENING STAR, SATURDAY, APRIL: 24, 1897-24. PAGES. Written Exclusively for The Evening Star. “One of the first settlements in this sec- tion,” says an old book worm, “was at the confluence of the Eastern branch and the Potomac, still known by its original name of Giesborough. The tract was en- tered in 1682 by Thos. Dent, who, it is said, came from North Yorkshire, Eng- land, and he named it after the town of Gisborough on the River Tees, where some of his family had lived. The tract then included the site of St. Elizabeth's Insane Asylum, and a portion of it retains to this day the original name, now spelled with an “e.” This Thomas Dent was the progeni- tor of the numerous Dent family of south- ern Maryland and the District, who ar- rived in Lord Baltimore's colony nearly two and a half centuries ago. Among his descendants were General Dennis Dent, Frederick F. Dent, whose daughter married General Grant, and General F. T. Dent, who served in the Mexican, Indian and civil wars, 2nd many others who made the name noted in law and the commercial world.” te + + “An obliging disposition is a good thing to be afflicted with,” said a department clerk the other day, “but occasionally an obliging disposition is made to feel itself imposed upon. I would do most anything in reason to assist a friend, but I want to know that my efforts are appreciated. “The first of a series of entertainments was to be given at one of our places of amusement not a great while ago, and season tickets were to be placed on sale at the box office on Monday morning at ® o'clock. One of our lady clerks was anx- ious to secure two reserved seats for the season, and came to me with an inquiry as to the best way to get them. “There will be a crowd there very early in the morning. I can't get down town much before 9, and mother Is unable to come down and stand in the line. What shall I do? “After considerable talk on the subject and offers to help on my side, it was final- ly decided that I was to come down as early as I could in the morning, take my place in the line and hold it until sne came to relieve me; then she would stay until She got her tickets. “At 7 o'clock on that Monday morning I was in front of the door, with perhaps two dozen ahead of me, men snd mes- senger boys. At about a quarter of 9 I saw the lady come tripping along the walk with a bright, spring-morning smile on her face, and as she reached the spot where I stood she greeted me with: “Good morning. How good of you; how long have you been here? “I told her I had been holding the fort for about two hours, and was ready to re- sign in her favor. “You are awfully kind, but mother and I talked the matter over last night and came to the conclusion that we wouldn't get the tickets!” +6 es “The easy-going habit of some of the old families of Washington,” remarked a gen- old tleman who possesses some rare beok: made plain to me by the ex- perience I had in lending a book. Do you know old ? When he and I lived near the city hall, forty years ago, I loaned him a book. I moved away, and during the war I did not see him. Some time after, we accidentally met, and he apologized for having kept the book so long, and prom- ised that next time he came up in my nelghborhocd he would bring it. Several Years passed—about fifteen—before I again met him, and then he chided himself for forgetting to bring the volume. I did rot ask for it, for I thought he might desire to give it another reading, but when twenty- eight years had passed, I was surprised by the berrower handing it to me with the re- mark that if he had kept it much longer he feared :hat he would forget the story. I invited him in to look over my stock of books and he examined some, but did not ask a further loan.” ** &£ * * “The birds enjoyed their Easter celebra- tion even more than usual,” remarked one of the White House gardeners to a Star reporter, “and they are still enjoying it. They had a good treat. It is way inside of bounds when I tell you that there were more than 10,000 cooked eggs scattered about the White House grounds on Mon- day last. Besides this there were pieces of cookies, cakes, peanuts, candies and other things in the grass in great pro-| fusion. Of course, there were such crowds of children in the grounds from early | morning until nearly sundown that the birds were frightened off on Monday, but on Tuesday morning they had everything their own way, and had it until the grounds were cleaned up. The birds which nest about the grounds did not seem to be the least bit jealous about their treat, and in less than a half day birds from all sec- tions of the city were advised of it by other birds, and they came in swarms. On Wed- nesday the number of birds was very large. All had as much as they could eat that day and for the remaining days of the week. Many like myself thought, by the way 3 were being thrown around on Mond there that there was a great amount of waste, but it is not waste in any sense. I think from the number of birds which have visited the grounds this week that thousands and thousands of birds from all sections of the city were furnished with a royal banquet. The little ones—the children, 1 mean—who enjoyed themselves so much in their Easter egg rolling can have the satisfaction of knowing that, be- sides having their fun, they gave the birds the first great time they have had this spring. I want to add another thing also, and that is that the crowd we had on Mon- day was the best behaved and most order- ly that I have ever witnessed in the White House grounds on ary Easter Monday egg rolling celebration.” se * % * “Cigars sell today,” observed a well-known dealer to a Star reporter, “as cheap in the Matter of price as they ever did in the his- tery of this country. Besides this they are better made than ever before. There are, of course, some high-priced cigars sold, but they are very few, I assure you. In the re- tail way nine-tenths of the cigars now sold in the city stores sell for 5 cents, where ten or fifteen years ago a 10-cent cigar was the rule. Hand-made cigars are very,very rare. This is because smokers wili not buy them n get a machine-made cigar. Machines have cheapened the price of all grades of cigars. The tendency now ts to- ward a still greater reduction in price, and already a number of dealers are introducing stogies and cigars that retail as low as three for 5 cents. It is surprising how many of these cheaper grades of cigars are sold. Plenty of men who, ten years ago, smoked nothing less than cigars that re- tailed three for a quarter, now satisfy themselves with cigars that retail ten for a quarter. There are a number of really good cigars put up in packets of three which sell for 5 cents. For a street smoke they serve many of the purposes of the higher priced goods. They are not as well flavored as the better goods, but, as I say, for street smok- ing they are used in good quantities. I sold cigars in this city before the war, and sold to many of the best classes of cus- tomers. The price ran all the way from 5 to 12% cents. There was a cigar for the grocery store trade made before the war which sold as'low as two for 5 cents, but it did not equal in tobacco or make the cigar sells today for three for 5 cents. It not look as well, either, for, like all of lower priced hand-made cigars, there * eRe were no two of them the same size or shape, when they were examined closely. ** eK KOK “The new Secretary of War, Gen. Alger, made himself very solid with the clerks of his department,” remarked an old War Department clerk to a Star reporter, “by his order on Monday afternoon last, Easter Monday, allowing all clerks who wanted to to close up work at 3 o'clock, so that they could take their children to the egg rolling. All of them did not take advantage of the hour holiday, but they appreciated the act as much as if they did. Those clerks who did go over to the White House grounds were equally appreciative. It was a smalt thing, but such small things are in reality large things in the life of a government clerk. The War Department clerks ar¢ cularly proud, for the reason that they were the only ones so fortunate. By this act Gen. Alger showed that he takes an interest in the clerks under him, and 1 am sure he will find out before his career as head of the War Department is over that his kindness will not be forgotten.” * ek OK KOK “The story of the telepathic girl in The Star of last Saturday, and of her success in untangling the mysteries that now and then cluster around crime,” said a detec- tive officer, “brought to my mind ‘the dreamer,’ as he was called, who had sim: ilar good luck in Baltimore some years ago. The dreamer was an officer connected with the police force. His specialty was, after hearing the facts in a case and look- ing over the locality in which it occurred, to go to a police station and take a short sleep. In many cases—now, mind you, I do not say in every case—he solved the mystery in a dream, and remembered the dream well enough on coming out of it to furnish a description of the party who committed the crime. I know of a dozen or more cases where he was successful. There was a detective officer here, Billy Kelly, who knew him well and was much interested in him. On one occasion Kelly had a case on hand which gave him con- siderable trouble. He went over to Balti- more and told all the facts that he had ascertained of the case to the dreamer, and requested that he should do some hard dreaming about it. The dreamer told him he would impress his mind as fufty as he could in connection with the matter, and would advise him of the result by mail the following day. Strange as it may appear, the mail the next day brought Kelly a full solution of the case. John Clarvoe, who was also on the detective force, told me afterward that the dreamer gave them the clue on which he and Kelly worked out successfully one of the most import- ant cases which had occurred in this city for some years. I knew of a sensitive or telepathic woman myself, who very fre- quently took interest in criminal matters, though she was rather a hardened crim- inal herself. It was upon information from her that Henry Young was arrested, convicted and executed in the District jafl for the murder of Hahn, a drover, who was robbed and murdered near the old Agmory building, now used by the fish commission.” xk eK OK “It is well that we keep the history of our local matters as correct as we can, and it is only for that reason that I give you the facts of the introduction and pass- age of the bill which provided for the purchase of the square on which our new post office building is being slowly erect- ed,” explained an ex-official of the Senate. “I noticed in a newspaper, in referring to the death of the late Representative Mil- liken, that he was given the credit of that measure. That is far from being correct. ‘The credit belongs to Senator Morrill pri- marily, and to Senator Vest. Mr. Milliken introduced and had passed bythe House of Representatives a bill providing for the purchase of the property at the southwest corner of 9th street and Pennsylvania ave- nue, and the erection of the post office thereon. ‘he biil came over to the Senate and was referred in the usual way to the committee on public buildings and grounds, of which Senator Stanford of California was chairman. Senator Stanford called a meetirg of his committee for that after- noon, and turned the bill over to a sub- committee, consisting of Senators Morrill and Vest, with a statement that as there had been eleven years’ agitation on the subject, he thought there should be some- thing dcre, and done promptly. Senat Morrill thought the same thing, and sug- gested that Senator Vest go out and se- lect a site that afternoon, and insist on its adoption. A carriage was ordered, and in less than an hour the two senators re- turned and directed the clerk of the com- mittee to prepare a bill for the condemna- tion and purchase of the square where the post office Is to be at some distant time. ‘The following day the bill was offered as a substitute for the Milliken bill, and after having been printed, the House committee on public buildings and grounds was in- vited to meet the Senate committee and confer on the subject. Although the build- ings and grounds committee, under the rules of the bodies, is a joint committee, it had not m before as a joint committee for over twenty-five years. Senator Mor- rill, ably seconded by Senator Vest, ex- plained the proposition with such earnest- ness and force that Mr. Milliken, who was chairman of the House committee, con- sented to withdraw his bill and to urge the House to accept the Stanford substitute, as it was called, for Senator Morrill preferred that the chairman of the Senate committee should have all the credit for calling a joint meeting of the committee. The Sen- ate that afternoon passed the substitute, and Mr. Milliken, true to his promise, car- ried it through the House, though, as the Congressional Record will show, he pre- ferred his own bill, not believing that the purchase of an entire square was neces- sary. I give no credit to the late Mr. Mil- liken simply for the reason that he claimed none for himself in this connection. All the legislative credit for the post office building belongs to Senators Morrill ané Vest.” Se Point Not Well Taken. From the Chicago Tribune. She—“John, you are a perfect kear about the house." He—‘Maria, that assertion won't stand the test of science a single moment. A bear sleeps all winter. He doesn’t have to get out of bed before daylight every morn- ing to stir up the fire and cafl the hired girl. Try some other metaphor, Maria.” Se ee Sending-im Day at the R. A, Pbil May in Punch. “But it is impossible for you to see the president. What do you want to see him for?” “I want to show him exactly where I want my picture hi ——_+e2+—___ “Want” ads. in The Star because they bring answers. sea DID NOT PAN OUT. 4 Feb One Ohio Idea That Failed of Suc- ~—eens. “The renewal of the talk of flying mi chines remfnds ni@,*said a patent office of- ficial to a Star reporter, “of the flying ma- chine fever which prevailed very extensive- ly during President Grant’s administration, when Gen.,d-eggejt of Ohio was commis- sioner of patents. Many inventors, or at least persoh& whé‘supposed that they were inventors, jad it, very bad, and there was scarcely a week that some flying machine fellow did not turn up or write the patent office. The great majority of them never even went so far as to make a model, but contented themsefves with crude drawings explaining their faeas of aerial locomotion. All of thein were poor and wanted the patent officé to fiirnish the money to build their machines, I remember one fellow in particular. He was well known to Gen. Leggett and served under him in an Ohio regiment during the war. He telegraphed Gen. Leggett from Urbanna, Ohio: ‘Hold patent on flying machine until I arrive; re- fuse all applications until you have seen mine.’ The general answered him, by mail, however, that the office would consider anything he had to offer, or words to that effect. Then there came from the inventor a daily letter for a couple. of weeks de- scribing the invention with great detail. To cut off the supply of letters, the general wrote him a personal letter, with the idea of cooling him down, but it had the oppo- site effect, for it was followed bygthe an- nouncement ‘that the inventor wouff arrive here in a few daysand would give un exhi- bition of the machine. The man did come, and with him came his machine. In shape it was like a sugar ‘hogshead, with the cus- tomary wings of nearly all flying machines. It was light, and was made of white cotton cevering a spiral steel frame. Nothing would suit the inventor except that the patent office should také a short recess, while every one connected with it could go out and see the machine fly from the F street porch of the building. ‘The general finally persuaded him that the first exhibi- tion should not be so publicly given, and that he and a few others would examine the machine that afternoon after office hours. About 4 o'clock a half dozen or more repaired to the F street porch, and the inventor, after screwing up a half doz- en or so springs and counterbalances, an- neunced that he was ready to fly the won- der. It was supposed that he intended to go up in it, but he soon dispelled that idea by saying that the machine he had was but @ miniature model of what he intended to make, but that it was sufficient to show what could be done. Finally he let her go, ard to the surprise of every one, the ma- chine fiew nicely up in the air and across F street. By a miscalculation it struck the corner of the Post. Office Department build- ing very hard and fell in the area a mass of broken metal, smashing itself into a doz-, en pieces. The inventor ran across to look’ at the remnants, and by the time he had returned to explain the cause of the dis- aster, the portico was deserted. ‘It was an Ohio idea,” Gen. Leggett remarked, ‘and it was one of the very few Ohto ideas that did not paa out.’” A CRAZY COMPROMISE “As a rule,” remarked the physician at the foot of the dinner table, when it came his turn to prescribe a story for the list- eners at the feast, “I do not minister to minds diseased, though there are times when I may have a patient for a short sea- son whose mind needs healing. When such a case does come into my hands I get it into the care of a specialist just as soon as I can, and so far there has been only one patient whom I could not get rid of until I had effected a permanent cure.” The listeners looked their surprise, for the talker had no reputation whatever in that line nor did he seek it. “In this case,’ he continued without im- mediate explanation, “I presume I would have done as usual had it not been for the very unexpected development of the dis- ease. The patient was a friend of mine, a man of about fifty years, whose strength was much more muscular than mental, and when he broke from over exertion he broke in the mind. At first there was only the merest sign, and I felt that it would be cruel to throw him into an asylum for the insane until I had given him a fair chance to show that my judgment might be at fault, so I concluded to wait a week or two. “Two days after this conclusion I called on him and found him unusually bright and cheerful, albeit it was rather a ner- vous than a natural cheerfulness, though t paid ro particular attention to that. 1 talked along with him as I always did and when I was about to go he quietly asked me to come with him to an annex of his house, where he had recently fitted up @ handsome new billiard room, which he wished me to see. The room was quite re- mote from the living parts of the house, and when we had entered and I had admirea it for a few moments he locked the door and began acting in a manner which made me feel any and all ways except comfortable, seeing that I was absolutely in his power physically. I felt that at once, and I think it must have strengthened my mental power, for I seemed to feel that if a con- flict arose between us I would come off conqueror, unless he killed me at once and before I had an opportunity to use my in- fluence upon him. “As with insane people under such cir- cumstances the first feeling he displayed when he found he had me in his power was delight, and it was his laugh which first startled me. Then he began talking wildly of what he had been studying in the way of thought transference and how he was sure that the brains of two or more persons could be connected by a wire and become as one brain with the combined force of them all if the connection were thoroughly made by direct contact with each brain. He continued his argument, very learredly, and at last informed me that he had hoped to make his first experi- ment on r.cre than two persons, but that cireumstances over which he had no con- trol kad prevented that, and in lieu of it he would take himself and myself and by those two prove his point without question. “As he reached this part of the program he took a revolver from his pocket, and, holding it so ¥ could rot get it from him, he showed me how he had fastened a wire at one end to a bullet in the revolver and had twisted the other end (the wire was about three feet long) around a wooden handle a foot long, presumably to prevent the wire from following the bullet. The plan, as he explained very carefully to me, was to shoot the bullet through the heads of the two persons on whom the test was to be made, and when the conne tion was fully made the two were to hav thcught transference or transmittance to the desired end. in other words, it was a cold-blooded Killing by a maniac, and I was to be a party to it by being part of it. He was fer carrying out the experiment at once, and actually caught hold of me with a ciutch that I was powerless to resist, an-1 dragged me up to one side of him. Putting head alongside of mine, with mine to the right of his, and the revolver in his right hand, he was about to pull the trij ser, when I got my wits together sufficient- ly to ask some kind of a question that stopped him for a moment. You sce, I had been talking with him all along as if I quite agreed with his ideas, and that he would soon have a discovery mad+ which culd astonish the world. Now, when I joke, he listened, though his eyes were dancing and he was evidenly gettin crazier every minute. Dropping the 1 volver and releasing me, he asked me what suggestion I had to make, and I at once urged upon him the greatest carcfulness to insure the highest success in his first experiment. I showed him that as he was about to perform it, to wit, with my he between the revolver and his head, thete was danger that his hand, held so far fro his body, would be less steady, and that the bullet might be deflected and fall to enter the brain at the proper point and at the proper angle, whereas, if he let me put my head to the left side of his nead, so that he could hold the revolver firmly against the right side of his own, it was absolutely impossible to make a mistake. Thus the bullet would pass tnrough both brains on @ perfect line, carrying the wire with it ard establishing the grand transmittal con- nection, y “He was enormously pleased with my brilliant suggestion, and at once reversed the original order, and after at least five minutes of changing my head so it would fit to his just as he thought it should, he ronounced ell to be in readiness, and then, with especial care, he placed the revolver to his temple and fired before I really felt that he was going to do it. The sensation to me was most peculiar, and I distinctly felt the jar of the shot.’ So distinctly, in fact was the bump of his head against mine at the shock of the shot that mine bounced away far enough to escape a vio- lent concussion, which would have been produced by the bullet, which for some Treason only came half way through the bone of the skull on the left side. I had calculated on it coming clear through, ana had thought I would be able to escape it, but if it had come through as I had expect - ed I am afraid, after all my valuable sug- gestions to my patient and experimenter, I would have had a case of bullet on the brain almost as permanent in its results as his through the brain was. “It killed him, of course, and I aided and abetted the killing, but I explained th entire thing to the family, and nothin: was ever done about it, as it was very evidently a case of self-defense, and the police haven't found it out yet, though that was a dozen years or more ago. —— The Bostonese of It. _——— Railway Hospital Cars. From the Baltimore Sun. The latest novelty in foreign rallroading is the hospital car, designed to serve a double purposg. In the event of 2 scrious accident, these cars can be run to the place of the disaster, where the injured may be picked up and carried to the nearest large city for treatment, instead ef being left to pass long hoursi at some wayside station while awaiting surgical attendance. It also erables the railway companies at certain seasons or upon special occasions to trans- port large.mumbers of invalids to health resorts or places of pilgrimaxe. The interjor of the car is divided into a main compaytmenf, a corridor to one side and two small.rooms at the cnd. The largest compartment is the hospital proper; it contains twenty-four isoiated heds. Each patient lies;in freat ef two little windows, which may. be clos2d or opened at will. Each bed ig provided with a little movable table, and a.cord serves to hold all the var- fous small objects which the patient may requil The corridors en the outside lead to the linep closet and the doctor's apart- ment. 1 1 Various trap ¢ors, in the floor, opened, disclose fo view an ive > compartment for the disinfection of linen, and a prowivion cellar. If, necessary, a portion of the-hospital chamber may be transfermed into an operating. room for urgent ,; cases, Finally, customary abroad,.a smali-ehapel for religious wor- ship is provided. ‘This car will be put in charge of a surgeon and nurses, and will be chiefly used to carry invalids from Bel- gium direct to the health re: a Pictures While You Wait. From Life. Here is the lightning sketcher. he going to sketch? What is Halt a dozen or more department clerks, who for the sake of exclusiveness and other advantages reside in one of the beautiful suburbs adjacent to the most beautiful capital on the globe, were seated around the piazza of the home of one of them last Sunday in the pleasant sunshine, conversing. After a discussion of the Graeco-Turkish wrestling match, the House-Senate wrestle with the tariff bill, and a few other stir- ring questions of that kind, they got down to plain, every-day domestic doings. “By George,” said one, “I’ve been mai ried seven years, and I think my wife is the finest woman on earth. Anyhow, she is for me.” “That's what I think of mine,” said an- other, “but I wish incidentally to add that I have a mental reservation as to her dear mother.” Several of the men smiled, but no one ventured any farther. “Well, my wife is a daisy,” added a third; “but I must say that when she loses her temper occasionally I wish she would lose’ it permanently and never find it again. “Aw,” said a fourth, “they can’t help that, you know. A womah has got to have some snap, or she ain’t worth shucks. Now, my wife—”" \ “So's mine,” interrupted a sympathizer; and everybody understood and laughed. “The only objection I have to my wife, proceeded a man who looked strong and healthy, “1s that she will insist on my making the fire of a morning. I've tried to break her, but regularly every morning I'm awakened with the as, thing: ‘John, John, get up and build the fire!” Every man looked at every other man, as if those words were the exact echo of what was throbbing fn his own bosom. At least every one except one. * Mine never says that to me,” he said, with mofé or less while the others gazed at him as if to say: “Would that heaven had made us such a wife.” “You know, or if you don’t P’'ll tell you now, that my wife is a Boston woman, and she always says: ‘Henry, Henry, arise and erect a conflagration!’ ¥ However, this explanation did not pre- vent — resolution from passing unani- mous! On! It’s going to be a marine, with the rising sun. i making a winter sunset, In the foreground. Why, no! He with a little ¥ " JOHNSON.” Written Exclusively for The Evening Star. A Horrible Example. A small Wasbington girl is very ingenious and shares the aversion peculiar to her years to being made presentable for the afternoon. She had, with great reluctance, relinquished her play and gone with her nurse from the room. In a few minutes her voice was heard outside the door beg- ging the nurse to return for and accom- pany her back to her mother’s presence. “It won't take a minut: she said, “and I know my mother won’t be angry, be- cause it is something you ought to know about.” e x “What is wanted?” inquired the mother, cpening the door. “If you please,” said the nurse. “She wouldn’t have it any other way than that I should ccme back and see you.” ; “What for?” “To have you tell me a story.” “I don’t understand.” “I didn’t want her to take my word for it,” interrupted the little girl. “I want you to tell her the story father read out of the paper about an intoxicated gentleman who wouldn't listen to the advice of his friends and who was finally drowned in his bath tub. Nurse won't believe that there is any danger in my being washed and dressed so much. * x * A Poser. The man with a valise and en umbrella had bought one or two cheap volumes of fiction, whei a more pretentious publica- tion on a counter near the door caught his attention. ‘It contained a number of elaborate pictures of mythological char- acters, and he was glancing rapidly through it when one of the pages attract- ed his especial inter- est. He lingered over it, turned over sev- eral leaves and then went back. After he had started away and gotten as far us the door, the fascina- tien again proved tr- vesistible, and he Was soon gazing thoughtfully at the same Page. Can we do something more for you?” asked the clerk. “You learn a great deal about what's in these books, don’t you?” he asked. “We nattrally become familiar with the contents in the course of time,” was the answer. “Well, it will probably be exposing my ignorance for me to ask it, but I wish you would tell me what that is,” and he turned the book around so that the salesman could see. “I never had much chance to study up on natural history,” he added, apolo- getically. “That, swer. His curiosity was not yet satisfied. He dropped his head over on his shoulder and looked at the picture with one eye. “I suppose,” he resumed, “that this thing wouldn’t bother me so mach if I hadn't recently gone on the road for a patent med- icine firm. That has given me an interest in anatomy and physiology and the like that I never had before. And you know when- ever a man has just taken up a subject, it’s hard for him to get it off his mind. I don’t betleve that I ever will get over being puz- zled about that centaur.” “In what way?” “Supposing he got sick?” “Well?” . “Whom would they send for, a regular physician or a veterinary surgeon?” * sir, is a centaur,” was the an- A Consistent Career. “One o’ these days”—'tis the gentle phrase That the “old folks" would oft employ To curb and quiet the restless ways Of a moody, impatient boy. And many an hour would he doze and dream, Where the minnows flashed in the shallow stream, With the sunlight lost in a leafy maze, Wishing and waiting for “one o' these days.” And the big square patch that they’ failed to match With the rest of the clothes he wore Would vanish quite as he raised the lateh Of the Wishing Castle’s door. And Pe knew the things that he had to earn, And friends would greet him where'er he'a turn, And the future was golden and sweet with praise As he wished and waited for “one o’ these days.’ No longer the leaves where the shade tree weaves A bower, exclude the Nght. But the dust on the window pane relieves His eyes, should the day be bright. And his garments are scarcely better than ‘They were when a bare-foot boy he ran; Yet he often smiles with a far-off gaze, Still — ig and waiting for “one o’ these ays * 7 x * Easily Gratified. Two men were watching the news from the race course. “I haven't been out to the track yet,” said one of them. “Neither have I,” was the reply. ‘You used to be a frequent visitor. “Yes. I still take a great deal of interest in the sport. But I don’t see any use of my going out to the track.” ‘But think of the excitement, the exhila- ration, you feel as you see horse and rider straining every nerve and muscle to get in first under the wire. Think of the cheers of exultation which ring out so loud as to wholly smother the far more numerous sighs of disappointment the finish.” can imagine them all.” t like the real sensation.” ‘Yes, it is. Circumstances happen to be such that I can hardly perceive the differ- “You may have a very vivid imagination; but you can’t make it take the place of the Teal sensation.” “Well, maybe not; but it’s near enough. Anyway, I have saved a great deal of time. “And perhaps some money.” “No. That’s what makes me feel so thor- oughly as if I had been out to the track. I never before suspected how much inno- cent enjoyment I could get out of the dis- covery that I don’t happen to have a dollar in my pocket. I feel exactly as if I had just gotten back from the betting ring.” * x* Mr. Dolan Evolves a Ti®ory. Mr. Dolan was so busy with his paper that he did not observe the arrival of Mr. musht say OI t’ink it's a warnin’ t!ll thim as hov been shoutin’ fur women’s roights. If they eep an clamorin’ fur their own way about the work they’ll do an’ the clothes they'll wear, it’s to be ixpec thot sooner or later they hov ty take their chances an-bein’ dhrafted in the army. An’ thot’s what’s happened, fur unless my yes desave me wan o’ the illusthrations — ved a whole rigimint ev bearded ta- weedy “No, Rafferty; thot’s what we call, in scointific language, an optical illusion. It tekes noine tailors to make a man, an’ be the same token it takes more nor wan dressmaker ty make a lady. They shtart- ed in ty dress themselves thot way years ago, before they knew what the fashions wor goin’ ty be, an’ they’re thot determined an’ proud nobody kin make ‘em change their moinds.” “Who d’yez t’ink’ll get the besht av the incounter?” inquired Mr. Rafferty. ‘Wull, Oi musht confess thot up till the prisint toime the advantage do seem ty be wid the Turks. But thim Greeks is ter'ble shrewd an’ shifty, an’ they may hov it planned it all cut so’s ty git the best a at the conclusion. Turkey's the bigge but Greece hov a charackter fur ginera! ship thot leads me ty hope. Me daughter wor tellin’ me somethin’ they done wanst thot gives me gre’t confidence in their ability. They had a disagreement about a leddy named Helen, who left home wid the desoire av takin’ vp a risidince where the divorce laws wor aisier. Owin’ till the fact that both av ‘em had influential fr'inds, an’ the police bein’ less attintive ty what's goin’ an than they are at prisint. there was s!uggin’ an’ shindyin’ iviry day, cntil the fr’inds av the lady’s husband gev it out thot they wor goin’ home. They ieft behoind ‘em a large horse full o” min. howiver, an’ the inimy, suspectin’ nothin’, tuck it insoide the gates, an’ wor woiped out av the game in consequince. Which,” Mr. Dolan added, with the gravity becom- ing a philologist, “‘doos be the origin av the phrase at prisint se common, ‘thot do be a horse an you.’”” “Do yez b’lave,” said Mr. Rafferty, “thot they hov somethin’ av the same koind in readiness fur the Turks?” ‘Oi can’t say fur sure. But Oi hov me suspicions. Ye see, befoor the war shstart- ed the King av Greece wor not so popular wid the b'ys as ud come in handy at an election, Oi take notice thot the Turks has crossed the border an’ kapes a-comin’ forruder an’ forruder.” “So long as the Greek gineral hov ‘em an his own ground, why don’t he call in his gang an’ lick "em ty wance?” “Mebbe he don’t want to. King George kapes a-ladin’ ‘em an, an’ a-ladin’ ’em an; an’ the firsht t'ing they know it'll be elec- tion day, an’ he'll have ivery lasht wan 0° the ignorant mob up ty the polls duly registhered an’ votin’ his ticket, ty the overwhelmin’ consternation av the oppo- sition party. Moind yez, Oi say nothin’ positive; but Oi can’t help t'inkin’ Oi've made a foine guegs.” * is Time for Action. There was an expression of great stern- ness in the old colored man’s face as he stepped into the hovse of one of his neigh- bors, who, lives just off the main road in the country. “I has come,” he said slowly, “ter ex- ise ma inquisitive- hess on a_ subject which am li'ble ter affeck yoh interests an’ ostentatiousness | in dis community wi: great consternation. “Wh-whu'’s been goin’ on?” stammer- ed the man to whom he had thus deliver- ed himself. “Yoh is H'ble ter lose yoh_ standin’ *mongst yoh fellow- man, an’ I come hyuh ter wahn yer in time. Does yer reeo’nize dishere?” he went on, holding up a button between his thumb and forefinger. “How's I gwinter reco'’nize dat? Dah's millions an* dozens ob dem made ev'ry week. I kain’t keep count ob all dat gits tu’ned out, kin I?” “Disher ain’ no common button. Ef yoh'll look tlas yoh’ll see dat de place wah de thread goes th’ough is done broke clah out. Foh practical purposes, dat button ain’ no mo’ good dan a las’ ya’h’s almanac.” “Looky yere, man; whut mak yoh come ‘roun’ tellin’ me ’bout yoh troubles?” “Lemme tell yer de history er de case. Bein’ a pvsson ob experience an ‘sponsibil. ity in sech matters, I wah entrusted las’ Sunday wif de honorable an’ impohtant privilege o’ passin’ de collection plate.” “Yassuh. “As is my practice, I kep’ notice ob eb’ryt’ing dat drapped, an’ hit am a sig- nificant fack dat jes’ befo’ I come ter yoh dah warn’t no button in de plate, an’ jes’ aftuh I lef’ you disher wah discuvuhed to my contemplacious gaze.” “Well; I reckon it’s done pas’ and gone, ain’t it?” “Yassuh. But de incident am not closed. “Whut does yer want me ter do?” “I doesn’ kyah whut yoh does. I's hyuh ter let yoh take yoh choice. Ez de case now stan’s, disher button ain’t no good ter no- body. Hit am wuss dan # counterfeit 10- cent piece, care dar ain’t no chance ob ac- cidentally passin’ it, an’ so habbin’ it re’- lize de ’riginal intention. Yoh kin eithuh take back yoh damaged goods an’ supply an efficacious substitute, or yoh kin look fohwubd wif confidence ter immediate an’ fohmal puhceedin’s foh yoh dismember- ment f'um our organization. We has been bery liberal in our.dealin’s wif de congre- gation, an’ as a result hab collected two tin cupfuls o’ clipped an’ battered coins. But when it comes ter ringin’ in er mu‘! lated button, it am time ter take puhsonal aie gees ob de habit an’ nip it in de ud. * Two Songs. One woman’s voice with a clear, true note Moved the whole world at will; In golden letters her name they wrote As nations extolled her skill. But worshiped by all the impatient crowd, Her smile had a tinge of care, And her glance was cold as they called aloud . For the song and the singer fair, Another melody, soft and low, A simple, old-fashioned lay, Was Shag in a cot where the lamp’s dull Ww Kept the shadows scarce at bay. And tie joy that is truest and the best, Fate gave for the toiler's part, When the baby smiled as it sank to rest, ‘To the song from its mother’s heart. ——_>——_ _ The Thing Compromis€d, ~ From the Chicago Tribure. Ore report from Athens deciares there is “compromise”in the air. That is prob- ably so, and the honor of Ei is “compromised.” eee — GRIDDLE CAKES, By Maria Parloa. IX together one pint of flour, one teaspoonful of salt, one table- spoonful of sugar and two tea- spoonfuls of Cleveland's baking powder. Rub this mixture through a sieve, let- ting it fall into a bowl. Add three gen- erous gills of milk, three tablespoonfuls of melted butter and one well-beaten egg. Fry in small cakes on a griddie, and serve at once. rounded spoonfuls are required, of % leveland’s BAKING PowDER. Don’t blame the cake-box if your cake dries up quickly. It will keep moist and fresh if you use Cleveland’s Baking P. 5 THE PATH OF D. Notwithstanding the arduous labors p formed in Washington by our national leg- islators uf the lower branch of Congress, they manage by almost superhuman ef- fort, as it were, to snatch a few moments between efforts to dally along the primrose path, so to speak. In other words, they dally with society and the dallying thrives luxuriantly am.ong those bachelor members who are in the soctal swim, as some of them are—clear up tc their chins. Not long ago one of the most zealous devot- ees in the entire society contingent received a perfumed missive from some point in the Dupont Circle neighborhood, delivere his desk in the House. He dropped th gantic affairs of state which were engaging his no less gigantic intellect at the time, read the note, wrote a reply in a hurry and took it out in the lobby with his own fair hancs to deliver to the messenger boy. The boy was sharp as old cider, and as the representative gave him the precious decument he winked slily, as if he knew the Goddess of Liberty was not in it a minute with the party in the northwest who was to sign the ticket when he got it there I want you to deliver this note at the same place you got the one you brought to said the representative, “and the answer here.” es, sir,” replied the boy, starting off. called the representative, “do to take it to the office first or gd “I'll take it right where it's addressed.” “Very good; and, by the way,” continued the representative, feeling like having some fun with the boy, “I know what people Say about the speed of messenger boys, and while I'm not particular whether you get back before next week cr not, I hope you will return before Congr. adjourns. Then the representative had his little laugh all to himself and the boy looked at him as solemn as the Supreme Court of the United States in full benen. “Don't you stay wake of nights worryin’ about me,” said the messenger, after ond’s contemplation of the re niative, “If I was as slow movin’ as Congress is about a’journin’, I'd quit the mesenger besiness ‘an’ chase myself right into poll- tics. See?” And before the representative ad time to fully comprehend whether he W or not the boy was scudding dow: Capitol steps. babar ee ES UNEXPECTED CORROBORATION. A Very Unlikely Story That Received Verification. There are three young men in the War Departmert who have an understanding that they will do their bicycling in eom- puny, and they are to be seen frequently together, and particularly on Sunday. Ag it happens, two of them have been { Washington for several years, while third has only been here eighteen months. Scme of the bicycle adventures he telle are simply so appalling that the two men are devising ways and means to reform him, In order not to destroy an ozherwise most agreeable combination. Last Sunday they hit him so hard that he has not told another in the last six days, day, as they resting not far from Falls Churca, making a tour ‘pf the state, and aftck traveling about 1,500 miles my tire began to show signs of wear and tear to such an extent I@etermined to get a new one at the very next town I struck. However, before I got there I snagged myself, and had to lay by for repairs. As you may know, when a tire is punctured a very excellent Gope to put into it is milk, whic’ in some way acts on the tre’s insides and braces up things in fine shape. I got my puncture near a farm house, and at once I went in and bought a quart of milk, which was as rich as cream, for the far- mer-lady was just going to churn it. I filled the tire with this and started ahead, after letting it soak a while, and after go- ing abovt four or five miles over a pretiy rough piere of road I struck the pleasant little town of Galion, where I proceed- ed at once to a bicycle place to get my- self a new tire. I had noticed that my wheel ran very peculiarly the last mile or so, and I asked the man to see if the bear- irgs were all right after he got the tire off. In about three or four minutes he was asking me what was the matter, and waa trying to get something out of the tira that filled it up as if the last air that had been pumped into it was loaded with some thing besides the usual combination know to chemists. I tcok a hand, and it wasn’t long till we had peeled the tire of, and they the whole thing was plain to me. I had simply churned the m/tk I had put into the tire to butter, and that was all there was to it.” ‘Come off,” exclaimed one of his com- panions, “you don’t expect us to believe that, do you?” “But it's true,” put in the other com- panion, and the first cne nearly rolled off the log. “What do you mesn?” asked the first’ ore, while the narrator fairly beamed with pride at this unexpected corroboration. “Of course, it’s true,” asserted the teller. ‘Of course, it is,” chimed the companion, “and we had some of the same butter at ycur boarding houre when I took dinner With you zhere yesterday.” Municipal From the Pall Mall Gazette. ~ A bishop's coachman must not swear, especially when he is on the box and the bishop Inside. There is a certain place in Spain called Corrales; and it is in the prov- ince and diocese of Zamora, and the bishop of Zamora recently went in his coach and four (but they were mules) to hold a con- firmation at Corrales. When the children of the diocese were duly confirmed, the mules being confirmed already in stubborn- man is reported to have uttered one of Se ae eee anes ae eee perior to the language of France, which even a bishop must feel has dignity of