Evening Star Newspaper, September 18, 1897, Page 23

THE EVENING STAR, WELCOME HAWAII Senator John T. Morgan Urges An- nexation. MID-OCEAN BEAUTIES AND RESOURCES Commercial Prosperity and Na- tional Defense Coincide. SOLIDARITY oe TERRITORIAL Senator John T. Morgan in the New Time. No description or this group of tslands can convey to any mind a true picture of the peculiar grandeur of these ranges of mourtains in the midst of the vast Pacific ocean, broken into nine great islands. Its tropical climate is cooled by the un- failing trade winds amd by the snowy sum- mits of the mountains, until there is no en- ervating heat and no excessive moisture, such as are common to other tropical coun- tries. The southwestern coasts of these is- lands are seldom visited by rainfalls, while those to the east and north are supplied With periodical rains that are seldom ex- cessive. These climatic conditions exempt the is- lands from diseases of malarial type and give the people unusual vitality and vigor. The native population, where they are not infected with di: Ported into Hawaii, which linger in the blood when they are ence contracted, are a strong and athietic people of good size, and of graceful and comely persons. The food supply is abundant and varied and all the conditions of life are easy and agree- able. Coffee, sugar cane, rice, taro, the cocoanut, bread fruit, yams, bananas and ajl the citrous fruits are grown with s cess, whiie the higher lands produce wheat, eats and rye, Irish poiatoes and Indian corn, and ali varieties of garden stuff and excellent grasses in abundance for the pas- turage of cattle and hors Hogs and pouitry are raised, almost without feedirg, on the products of the forests. This abund- ance and variety of articles cf foed is due to the volcanic soil, which is inexhaustibie in fertility, and the differing temperature of the various elevations from the sea level to the coasts of the high mountains covered with The ons are sufficiently regular to enable all classes of agriculturists to make definite calculations as to their recurrence. Coffee, Rice and Sugar. The excelient health of the islands makes this a region that is very attractive to the classes who value homes in the country, and the rare splendor of scenery and the wonderful beauty of the flowers and groves give a charm to home life in Hawaii that is seldom found in any couniry. Under the government of our republic, Hawaii will soon gain a strong and dense Population of Americans. in the breadth, amplitude and wealth of our continental essions we need no more territory to e for the welfare of our people, even when our population shall exceed that of but our c mmercial independence— thata egion and an increase of x jands shail be And it seems fit- ting that the great republic, that is the «del ef the liberties of men and the ex! elite : > true liberty of nations, should its limits the means of producing s comfort and of meeting ever; With such res individmal we e but we must ie. ople that they s levelopm wher n be jusiiy obtained wi tile invasions, no small country offers such pleasing or remunerat oppor- re to be found in Haw. $ not permissible, when the in- under which we are born and such as to qualify our people for duties of hfe an to make them adition to the p»pulation of any uable sa in the world? Are we forced by any peculiarity of race or cdueation to abstain from going abroad to find homes or profitable fields for our i y? If Canada were a free and independent republic. our people who arg without homes and who now search in n for good lands in our public domain d flock to that country in great num- As it is, however, there is very hittle to Canada from the United By Peacefol Means. Wherever the laws of the United States are in force, our people occupy the vacant places and very soon convert even the des- erts into productive fields. The inducements offered by the climate and soil of Hawaii will very soon fill those islands with industrious and enterprising cans, and this “Paradise of the Pa- as it is called, will furnish happy for many prosperous families, with- out driving out or degrading any of the na- tive population. These are material considerations that address themselves to the desire of our peo- ple, now very anxious to better their condi- tion in life, without expatriating them- s€ives from the great republic they love h sincere devotion. That is a terrible ordeal to an honest American. Unless there is some specific objection to permitting our people to enjoy these -ad- van s in Hawaii, as a part of the terri- tory of the U s, that outweighs the benefits they w ain there, it is our duty to aid them in ting homes there. The idea that the people of the United States and their grand institution of gov- ernment are to be confined to the body of ses that have been im-; the American continent, and that they are j to give up all the surrounding islands as picket pests into the hands of European powers, has no justification in reason, and it contradicts the experience of the race to which we belong. The expansion of the sphere of American influence beyond the borders of the United States has not been and will not be by force of arms, except as an incident or re- sult of defensive warfare. if our influence draws other peeple to us, shall we deny the strength of the re- public by confessing that it is not equal to the duty of providing for them good gov- ernment? If either of our political parties knew to a@ certainty that the annexation of Hawall as a state would add to its strength in the houses of Congress, all racial objections and all objections based on the “solidarity” nation and as to the question of the expan- sion of our borders would disappear, so far as that party would be concerned.’ As we cannot forecast the political results, and as the Hawalian population on the average is much above the standards of European immigration, there can be no harm in their being admitted to citizenship in the United States. Anglo-Saxon Rule. Can it be said that the English-speaking people, who have planted colonies and states around the globe, have made a grave mistake in their rapid expansion or that their form of government is. better adapted to the genius of the Anglo-Saxon race then ours? These thoughts are not entertained by any thoughtful people, yet much is said that leads up to such con- clusions. The phase of Anglo-Saxon civ- ilization, including its preservation of the cardinal liberties of the people, that is best and strongest, is that which has been developed and adjusted in the United Statec. It is proven to be the best by the earnest endeavor of men in the middle classes to emigrate from the fatheriands in Europe and Asia to the United States. Its strength is found in the best affections of the human heart,ewhich, in the matter of allegiance, grows rapidly and firmly into the great virtue of genuine patriotism. Much of the same sentiment exists in the British colonies, where the part of the population is white, but, among the colored races In British cojpnies this feel- ing“is not very strong. A man. who is vigorods and powerful, well tra'ned in morals, weli educated and greatly skilled ia arts and in science, with the blessings. of prosperity in abundance around him, must agsuine toward others the responsibilities of bis splendid success. Jf ne fails in this, his Hfe is wasted and his example besomes a curse to society. The case is even stronger if this republic, the first and greatest of its kind, with all the vast tide of blessings it has bestowed upen men and nations, should now adopt the narrow policy of confining the field of its influence to the limite of this part of the continent that we Tow occupy. This nation is made respectable alone by the dignity of its advocates, and they should remember that it was as forceful before we annexed Florida, and the Louisi- ana territory, and Texas, and more than half of Mexico, and all of Alaska, as it ean be nows In the annexation of Alaska we not only abandoned the idea that the solidarity of our territory was a matter of any real benefit to our strength as a republic or to the prosperity of our people, but we established the outpost of our frontier 1,000 miles to the westward of Honolulu. Strategic Value. That objection is no longer tenable and the suggestior. of it is only a sentimental cause of embarrassment to us. The Asiatic races in Hawall, after an unsuccessful ef- fort to asphyxiate the native Kanakas by causing « relapse into their former pagan- ism, will, in a short time, return to their native land, to w®ich, while claiming righta in Hawaii that belong only to the relation of citizenship, they maintain sincere and unbroken -allegiance. ‘The natives of Hawall have manifested a deeper interest in Christian civilization than any pagen people have ever shown, and they have made a marvelous progress in the century that has elapsed since the dis- covery of the {islands by Captain Cook. They are a valuable addition to civilized society and a crown of glory to the faith- ful American missionaries who have le: them out of bondage into the light of Chris- tianity. They offer us an organized re- public, founded upon their right of self- government, an educated race of peopie and a larger ratic of white population than inhabited any country we have acquircd at the pericd of annexation. Our people own $50,000,000 of property in Hawaii, and our trade with the islands 1s more than $20,000,000 annually. In that view, the annexation would be of great commercial benefit to the country. But ail these corsiderations, important as they are, are elmost insignificant when com- pared with the strategic value of the isl- ards in the control of the commerce of the North Pacific ocean, and for the defense of our Pacific coasts. Either of these feat- ures of the situation is a subject of great magnitude and of almost incalculable im- pertance. For many years our greatest navigators, merchants and military strate- gists have studied these problems with Profound research, and few, if any of them, have arrived at conclusions adverse to the proposition that they are indispensable to our commercial prosperity and our na- ticnal defense. ++ -__- — DOOLEY ON THE TRIAL. He Would Have Denit Decisively With Lactgert. From the Chicago Post. “Annything new?" said Mr. Hennessy, who ‘had been waiting patiently foy Mr. Dooley to put down his newspaper. “I've been r-readin’ th’ tistimony iv th’ Lootgert case,” said Mr. Dooley. “What d'ye think iv it?’ “I think so,""sald Mr. Dooley. “Think what? “How do I know?” said Mr. Dooley. “How do I krow what I think? I'm no combi-nation iy chemist, doctor, osteolo- ist, polisman an’ sausage-maker that I can give ye an opinion right off th’ bat. A man needs to be all iv thim things to de- tarmine annything about a murdher trile iv these days. This shows how intilligent our methods is, as Dorsey says. A large German man is charged with puttin’ his wife away into a breakfas' dish an’ he says he didn’t do it. Th’ on'y question thin is: Did or did not Alphonse Lootgert stick Mrs. L. into a vai an’ rayjooce her to a coort ought to ‘ve done was to call him up an’ ‘Lootgert, where's ye’er good woman?’ ootgert cu: il he ought to be on jes, f'r a man keep his wife in she isn’t the provider. But if know where me wife is,’ the coort sh'd say, “Go an’ find h If ye.can’t projooce her in a week lil fix ye.’ An’ let that be ind iv it. hat do they do? They get Loot- and stand him up befure aporthers an’ the likes iv to make pitchers iv him. Thin they stmmon a jury composed poor, i PY expressmen an’ tailors an’ they call in a profisser fr'm “‘Profissor,” says th’ lawyer f'r ‘I put it to ye, if a wooden vat long, twent: ht feet deep an’ sivinty-five feet wide, an’ if three hundhred pounds ja boiled, an’ if the leg iv a guinea p'g an’ yousaid yestherday about bi arbonate iv soda, an’ if it washes up an’ washes over an’ the slimy, slippery stuff, an’ if a false tooth or a lock iv hair or a jawbone or a golf ball across the cel- jes—that is two ‘I lar eleven feet nine inc inches this way an’ five gallons that?’ agree with ye entirely,’ says the profiss ‘I made lab’ratory experiments in an ir'n basin with bicoloride iv goold, which I will call soup stock, an’ coal tar, which I will call ir’n filings. I mixed th’ two over a hot fire an’ left in a cool place to harden. I thin packed it in ice, which I will call glue, an’ rock salt, which I will call fried eggs, an’ obtained a dark, queer solution that is a cure fr freckles, which I will call anti- many or doughnuts or annything I blamed please. But,’ says th’ lawyer f'r th’ state, ‘measuring th’ vat with gas—an’ I lave it to ye whether this is not th’ on’y fair test —an’ supposing that two feet acrost is akel to tin feet sideways, an’ supposing that a thick green an’ hard substance, an’ 1 daresay it wud, an’ supposing you may, takin’ into account th’ measurements, twelve be eight, th’ vat bein’ wound with twine six inches fr’m th’ handle and a rub of th’ green, thin ar’re not human teeth often found in counthry sausage? ‘In th’ winter,” says th’ profissor. ‘But th’ sisy- moid bone is sometimes seen in th’ foot, sometimes worn as a watch charm. I took two sisymoid bones, which I will call poker dice, an’ shook thim together in a cyclin- ser, which I will call Fido, poored in a can of milk, which 1 will call gum arabic, took two pounds iv rough-on-rats, which I ray- fuse to cail, but th’ raysult is th’ same.’ Question be th’ coort: ‘Different?’ An- swer: ‘Yis." Th’ coort: ‘Th’ same? Be Misther McEwen: ‘Whose bones?’ Answer: ‘Yis.’ Be Misther Vincent: ‘Will ye go to th’ divvle?” Answer: ‘It dissolves th’ hair.’ “Now, what 1 want to know is where ti’ jury gets off? What has that colliction iv pure-minded pathrites to larn frm this here polite discussion where no wan is so crool as to ask what annywan else means? Thank th’ Lord, whin th’ case is all over th’ jury’ll pitch th’ testimony out iv th’ window an’ consider three questions: ‘Did Lootgert look as though he’d kill his wife? Did his wife look as though she ought to be kilt? Isn’t it time we wint to supper? An’, howiver they answer, they'll be right, an’ it'll make little diff'rence wan way or th’ other. Th’ German vote is too large ‘an’ ignorant, annyhow.” —__+e-+—_____ A Note In the Flowers, From Tid-Bits, A young gentleman whose gallantry was largely in excess of his pecuniary means sought to remedy this defect and save the money required for the purchase of ex- pensive flowers by arranging with a gar- dener to let him have a bouquet from time to time in return for his cast-off clothes. It thus happened one day that he received a bunch of the most beautiful roses, which he at once sent off to his lady love. In sure anticipation of a friendly welcome, he called at the house of the lady the same evening, and was not a little surprised at the frosty reception he met with. “You sent me a note today,” the young lady remarked, after a pause, in the most frigid tones, _ “I—a note?” he inquired, in blank aston- ishment. x “Certainly, along with a nosegay.” “To be sure, I sent you a nosegay. ‘And there was a note inside—do you still mean ‘to deny it?” the following words were written: “Don't chp the Fo et you me ——+o+—___ It matters little what it is that whether a situation or a ad. in The Star who can fill your need. FROZEN TO AN ICEBERG The Body of a Man Seen High Up On the Ice, 4 Cannon Shot Dislodges It and Rends the Huge Mass in 2 Twain. From the St. Louis Globe-Democrat. While the Peary expedition ‘steamer Hope was lying in Boston harbor recently the writer had a lorg chat with a young Newfoundiand sciertist, who had already made saveral trips to the northern re- sions. Among cther interesting experi- ences ho related to me the following: “Off the ccast of Labrador, two years ago, we sighted one of the largest icebergs I kad ever seen. It was, in fact, a perfect iglund of ice, with bays ard promontories, tremendously high cliffs «nd caves end grottoes innumerable. The ice island was divided into almost equal parts by a great valley running through its center,.and this valley was half filled with snow. Near the top of the berg—it must have becn 400 feet up—there was a vast, smooth, glassy plane, inclining rather steeply toward the sea and termirfating abruptly in a great over- hanging precipice. As we gazed at the Plane we observed upon its surface a small black sput. The captain turned his tele- scope to the object and presently exclaim- ed: “Good heavens, it is a man! “Instantly all was excitement. Orders were given tc approach the iceberg as near as possible, and all eyes were strain- ed te catch any motion that might be made by the solitary figure. Going as near as we could to the iceberg without having our view of the plateau shut off by the over- hanging cliff, we hove to. The man was new plainly visible. He lay on his back, with one arm folded in an unusual man- rer under his head, his attitude being one of easy repose. Except for the marbly look on his face and hands, as seen through the telescope, we could have fancied he was simply taking a quiet nap. He was dress- ed like one of the better class of seamen, in rough blue pilot cloth, with large korn buttons. He had no hat, and by his side lay a small boathook, to which was tied a strip of red woolen stuff, apparently a piece of the same that he wore cround his neck. This, ro doubt, he had intended to plant on the hetghts as a signal. In the thin, clear atmosphere, the glass showed the man’s features distinctly, and we could even see his iron-gray hair moving in the wind. Our second mate stoutly declared that he recognized the man as an old chum and shipmate of his. He was quite sure of it, he said, because of the pecul‘ar manner in which the dead man’s arm was stowed away under his head—his shipmate always siept so, even ‘In his hammock. “We turned our eyes to the base of the iceberg, looking for u Iending place, but quickly saw that the idea of landing was cut of the question. The thing would have keen difficult enough in a calm; in a heavy sea, which was now on, it was impossible. We saw no sign of boat cr spar or wreck of any kind. It was a picture of utter desolation. ‘Turning our gaze once move to the soli- tary figure we esked ourselve: Who and what is he? How long has he been there, and hew did he get there? The general conclusion was that he was one of the crew of some yessel which had dashed invo the iceberg in the dark and gone down like a stone. “*Pernaps,’ suggested one, ‘he was aloft when she struck and got pitcned up where he is now.’ “"As li to be pitched into the moon,’ rejoined another contemptuously. ‘Why, that precipicé is three tin as high as loftiest mast ever rigged. = ‘Maybe, new,” said a third. ‘i awful ervel skipper, who's been Hi-using bis crew till they couidn’t stand it no jonger, and was drove to mutiny, and put him ashore all alone to die.’ : “But the speaker whose opinion com- manded the most respect was the old boat- swal He szid: ‘I'll teli ye! That there ice island warn't launched yesterday, nor yet last year, nor the year before, ver- haps, and by the looks of him, he’s been for a pretty long cruise in warm latitudes —last summer, maybe—and tien come baci home for the winter. If you look away Ss some yonder—there—just this side of that high point down, like a church steeple, only lower e's a place looks darker than the , it’s just there I expect that a plece has broken off and drified and I calculate ‘twas lower and n elving off—not so steep and rocky- like as ft Is now. ‘Twas there that poor chap was cast ashore from ship or boat. He was trying to mak> his way up to the heights to look around and hoist a signal, when he jay down and went and rever woke up again; only, where he is now, you sec, must have with snow then, or he couldn’t have kept his footing.” “Having said this the old walked forward. “There was no earthly use in lingering round, and yet the captain seemed loath to start away- ‘If the poor fellow had a spark of iife in him I suppose he would have moved before this,’ he said, ‘but sup- posing he did move, it would only be to slide down over the precipice, unless his clothes are frozen fast to the ice. I don't see any more of 'em, and we couldn't get "em off if we did.” Then a thought struck him, and he gave orders to get the forward gtn ready. When it was loaded he said, ‘Fire!’ and in a few seconds a_loud echo resounded from the icy wall. For an in- stant. afterward ell was still, and then came a noise like a rattling of loud thun- der, proceeding from the center of the berg. “The danger of our proximity to this vast object now became more and more ap- parent, and the captain put on full speed fer a good offing. We had barely proceeded a quarter of a mile when the same noise was heard agzin, only louder, more pro- longed, and accompanied by a rending, crushing sound, The huge ice island was parting in the middle, down the course of the deep valley I have already mentioned, Slowly and majestically the eastern half rolled ever into the sea, upheaving what had been its base, in which were imbedded great mdsses of rock covered with sea- weed. The other part of the berg still re- main erect, but was swaying to and fro as if it also must capsize. ‘The convulsion caused less, foam and tossing than might have been supposed, but raised a wave of such tremendous magnitude that when it reachei our steamer she seemed about to be overwhelmed by a rolling mountain of water. But our good ship rose upon its crest, and before again sinking into the hellow we saw the man upon the iceberg— still in the same posture—glide swiftly down the slippery incline, shoot over the edge of the precipice and plunge into the ragtng surf. “A sensation of ineXpressible relief was experienced by all of us. It had seemed so dreadful to steam away and leave him there unburied and alone, but now, at any rate, the poor sailor had been given a grave In the sea, the sepulcher of so many of his fellows. ——_-o+—___ .. * Petrified Terrapin. From the Lewisburg, Ky., News. On the farm of J. W. Wilson 1s a strip of hill land ten or fifteen feet wide and about 1,700 feet long, which is so stony that nothing will ‘grow on it, and every stone is a petrified terrapin, many of them with their heads out, many with protruding tails and some showing their feet. There are many kinds of stone on this “fault,” among which is,a limestone that will “dress” itself by the application of fire. On this stone a line can be drawn and a fire can be made along it and the rock will break with a perfect, smooth surface on both sides along the line drawn. Near boatswain this,~in many places, in inexhaustible ane ntiieny is building sand of the finest quality. ay —_—_-e-_______ A Good Bee Dog. From the Lexington, Ky., Herald. Mr. Dan W. Scott of Pine Grove has a wonder In the way of a bee dog. Any one who has ever lived or visited in the coun- try knows what a nest of bumble bees that would attack a bear, could not always stand ground when to the fire of walle been covered | lf ie a 5 ES F ; ' HEF a ite Hl 4 pr! ar kt BE is H a The Hussar's Song. James E. Farmer in Horne Scholasticae. “To horse! to horse, away!” To horse! to horse, ‘Then up we sprang while the trumpet’s clang Was sounding deep and clear. ‘The month was May; the world was gay; We rode with Turjeantivre. “Come, ll up a stirrup-cup, We'll quaft it with a tear: Farewell, fair maids of Chenonceaux, Our hearts stay with you here; Farewell, best loved of Chenonceaur, We ride with Tarjeantirre!” A roving, roaring, rollicking blade was the Captain Ti ntirre, with is waxed mustache aud his suber-tache, Aod hbs laughing, black eyes clear; With his handsome face and his martial grace, And his heart that knew no fear. The beau sibreur of the grund arimce was the Captain Tarjeantirre. “To horse! to horse, away! away: Our squadrons came, ete of flame, With thund'ring rash and iar; Caravineer, and cuirassier, and gleaming-gold hus- bres’ clang And proud wei that day, to be Behind our leader dear, Yes, proud were we, that day, to be ‘The train of TarJeantirre. To horse! to horse, sar. sThe bridles rang, the Was music (9 our A roving, roaring, rollicking blade was the Cap- tain Ta tirre, With his waxed mustache and his saber-tac! And his laughinz, black eyes clear. You wonder why We louged to die, And faced death with d cheer? We knew our captain loved his men, and we loved ‘Tarjeantirre. “To horse! to horse, away! To horse! to horse, away! Ah! ne'er again shall sound that‘strain (pon my eager ear; I've bad my day, the world is gray; Alas, for Turjeantirre! In Jenna's dell he fighting fell. But still I hear itis cheer; "Twas, “En Avant! Vive FEmpereurl plume is here!”” vas, “En Avant! Vive I'Empereur! Who dies with Tarjeantizre?” roaring. rollicking blade was the Cap- untirrs he and his saber-tache, eyes clear; and his martial grace, no fear, grand armee was the ——— Love’s Progress, From Life. When_first I kissed sweet Margaret She blushed rose-red, And sternly sid “Neu musn’t! Stop!” Last night 1 kissed sweet Margaret; She blushed. rose-red, But only suid “You musn’t stop!’* +o+ The Whitechapel View of Klondike. From the London Chronicle, Come ter the jiltce white they're got it right, “come, wheft the treawire’s "ld, Where a ‘at-fuil of mud’ is a fit the clod on ‘ver ‘eel jis a qui Where yer serttthes the soll aad it tumbles art, h yer "ands ean ‘old, 1 3 Where the ‘illy above aud the plines beneath is bulgin’ and cfackis’ with gold. un note, and miike! Kicndfket Libel rer luggage’ Klondike! whee ir the ‘street ter-lye, K down Storediteh wyey Pack up Sour traps an’ be orf, T te n’ orf an’ awye ter Klondike Lots 0° chaps they ‘as” stawted small, and awter- wuds steuek it rich, Barght their kerrldges, think's too evo Awmies 6’ servants, land, toppieal art, Bran-noo paliss to knock Park-line, whart was I thinkin’ abart? . siled their yachts—nut- far sich— miles 0° cuttin’ the then * * © Klondike! Klondike! chinge the subjic’ ter Klon- dike! in the sireet ter-dye, Shoreditch wye, “he orf, or bet: stawyed ter death, or shot in yer tr: r'll lie, Fur one "ull an’ come ‘ome agen, but twenty "Ml pick an’ die, Klondike! Klondike! It sticks ter its own, docs Klondike! Theer’s no chawnce in the street ter-lye, Theer’s no luck dewn Shoreditch wye, Ao’ fur all ver eats yer ‘as ter pye, And yer'll find it the sime in Klondik: eS eee One of the Home Guard. Frank L. Stanton, in the Chicago Times-Ierald. Never much on movin’; one flowers as sweet to me As any other flower in a garden's green could be; May be gold in Klondike, but it’s far away ‘to roam; Ruther risk the riches in the yalleys here at home. Money’s mighty temptin'—summer, spring or fall; “Tuin’t all we have to live. tor, ‘but it's mighty close to all! For all the world is brighter when the hones"s in the comb, But somehow my heart beats lighter in the valleys here at home. I try to be contented; I dou't make po complaint; An’'I hold a feller'y ‘happy if he never knows he git rich Iu Klondike, an’ build a shinin’ e, ist he'd come a-creepin’ to the valleys here at home! ‘There's gold that earth don’t give us, nn’ when a feller's eyes Can fiud a twinklin’ star or two in old, familiar skies, An’ one true heart to love him—he never wants to roam ‘There way be gold in Klondike, but he’s struck it rich at home! ——_+-e-+—____. Going Back to School. + A merry tramp of Httle fect, Just hear the sweet vibration; The children over all the land jaces, measure out the days by rule, With fair, unsbadowed faces. ‘They troop along the city streets, Grave eyes grow young that see them, And wistfal hearts from every blight Amaze the thrush The ‘wrens and the crioles, Housekeeping in the bushes, We older; to watch ‘Our tte is an lasses, As sturdily they set, to work ONLY THE MILKING All Else on the Farm is Done in Some New Way. The Infinite Varicty and Capability of Modcrm Machinery for Ficla and Farm House Work. From the Chicago Besord. “We who live -n the cities never know about the country. We imagine that we are the only ones who get the advantages of modern inventions, and that the farmer plays around in the mud the same as he did when we were boys. . “Why, I learned more during those two days on the farm than I ever expected to know about farming. Now, you helped to thrash when you were a boy. I did, I know. I can’t date back to the time when the men used to cradle the grain and then beat it out with flails, but I happened along in the time of the reaping machines. The self-binder hadn’t come in yet. We used to thrash the grain with one of those horse-power separators it you could hear two miles away when it got to grinding. You know the kind, I suppose—five or six teams of horses going around on the power and a man up on the big cog wheel plat- form in the center cracking a whip over them. That kind of a machine was a horse-killer and no mistake. It took about five minutes of digging to get started and it was hard pulling all the time. Then if the feeder happened to Jet a wet sheaf gei in crosswise the cylinder would stick and every horse would go up in the air. You probably remember that when the traction engine came in every one said that It was the final improvement. It. knocked out so much grain that the separator had to be fed from both sides—twe hand cutters, two men to put the grain into the wagons and three or four men to stack the straw, Did you ever work at the ‘tail end of the macltine,” as they used to call it? Had to Wear goggles, you know. Chaff flying so thick that it got in your ears, nose and mouth, down your back, sticking to you and tickling wherever you were wet with perspiration, which was everywhere; straw piling up around you and threatening to bury you.unless you worked your way out; stun about 98 and no shade! And yet the agricultural papers used to wonder why boys left the arm! “Well, when I was at Ezra’s I went over with him to look at an improved thrasher. I wouldn’t have believed it. They don’t need any one at the ‘tail end of the ma- chine’ any more. Instead of the old-fash- ioned straw carrier, with its belts and slats, the improved separator is provided with a ‘blower,’ shaped just jike a big smoke- stack, and all the straw and chaff is forced through this by powerful fans. This ‘blow- er’ carries all the dust and chaff away from the machine. In the old days you couldn’t see the machine for a cloud of dust surrounding it. But, as I started to tell you, ther> are no men on the straw- stack any more. That big ‘blower’ swings around and distributes the straw, making a good semi-circular stack. There are no men at the other end of the machine, either. The twine bands are cut by a pat- ent cutter, and the sheaves are carrie] to the cylinder by an automatic feeder. All the men have to do is to pitch the sheaves up on the platform and the ma- chine .does the rest. After the oats are thrashed out they are carried to the top of the machine, weighed and measured and dumped into the wagon. All that the man at the wagon has to do is to keep the grain scooped away. “The way that grain comes out is a cau- ticn. It takes a very few minutes to fill a wagon. As a matter of fact, about the only labor in thrashing nowadays is the hauling to and fronf the machine. You can probably remember the time. Miller, 1,000 bushels was cons’ thrashing; but I unde days they can knock out els. 590 to 4,000 bush- If they could eniy invent some device to keep grain at a yood price they'd be all right, wouldn't the “It's remarkable, said Miller. “I didn’t know that the machinery had been im- proved ey i to that extent.” the same with most kinds of farm said Goodwin. “Ezra was showing his haystacker. It seems that t isn’t much pitching any more. know how they plant corn now, don't you? I don't, but I understand you’ don’t have to pull’a lever to drop the corn. The! got everything now except a corn husker, but Ezra says that a man wants to sell him one for this fall, so if I go back next year Ezra will probably be sitting in the house reading a paper, while the machine is out husking his corn. Yes, everything’s different. Ezra’s wife did her cooking on a gasoline stove. The wind pump draws the water, and I believe it works the churn tco. They milk the cows in the old-fash- joned way, but that was about the only thing I recognized.” + o+___. THE MONITOR AND THE MERRIMAC, A New Version of the Famous Duel of the Ironclads. From the Charleston News and Courler. A favorite fiction with northern writers for the newspapers and school books is that the Virginia, which they call the Mer- rimac, was defeated by the Monitor in the famous fight in Hampton Roads, and kept out of her way afterward. Corrections of this persistent delusion appear to make no impression. ‘The critical correspondent, “W. W. R. replies to this statement as follows: “Now, Tatnall did destroy the Merrimac, as she drew too much water to be brought to Richmond, but that he was eager to engage the Monitor was shown by his actions on April 9, just one month after the engagement between the two vessels. On that day, with a new smokestack and with iron port shutters (she had none in her engagement with the Monitor), the Merrimac steamed down within a few miles of Fortress Monroe, under whose guns the Monitor lay, fired shots at her, blew her whistle, and in every way possible defied her to come out from under the guns of that impregnable fort and give battle. This defiant conduct was continued for several days, in full view of several French and English men-of-war, whose yardarms and rigging were manned in expectation of a great fight. Finally, Tatnall, taking post- tion with the Merrimac so as to head the Monitor off in case she came to the rescue, sent the gunboat Jamestown to the village of Hampton, a few miles from Fortress Monroe, and, in full sight of the Monitor, captured two vessels loaded with hay for the United States army and towed them off. I mean no reflection on the gallant officer who commanded the Monitor when I make this statement, for, could he have had his way, the Monitor would have met her adversary half way. I heard from an officer some years after the war that strict orders had come from Washington for the Monitor to remain under the guns of the fort. And the authorities were wise. In twelve Rionths the United States govern- ment had a dozen monitors.” The correspondent might have added that there were other federal war vessels in the Roads besides the Monitor, and that they hastily weighed anchor and put 4o sea, or retired under the guns of the “impregnable fort” when the Virginia moved out to chal- lenge them and the Monitor to another combat. What he says, however, is suffi- cient. It was not the confederate ship that avoided a renewal of the fight, and it is to be presumed the federal authorities at Washington would scarcely have been sure polka: ‘We'll fire right into the brown of ’em, and goes. of “Tt's the lady. “Done. So iene, “eave thé gentleman, "ite strolls off, | bumming a Oscar is the pezce monarch of Europe. His — Will be twenty-five years of dura- ion time next month and that period oj has been one of growth, cevelopmes pri applied to every- day life. The king is the most learn=d monarch slivirg, an eloquent speaker. a most entértaining conversationalist, a poet of note, but also a diplomat and astute bresinees man. But he is comething more. He is the rearest and dearest friend of his people. It seems that he has not an enemy in Sweden. No nihilists in that Lutheran and educated country. The king’s ear is open to everybody,” that is the reason Reforms and and development by Peaceful means cre the order of the cay. Yes, some wanted matters to move faster, but sure is better than fast. There he stands, “every inch a kin Oscar II is six feet three tall, is in good flesh, sixty-eight years old, but his gait is that of a young man. He wears a full gray beard, trimmed quite short, and looks very much lixe his its. He was dressed in dark color sack coat, a white vest, and carried his white tourist and sailor cap in his hand. No soldier, no body guard, no detectives around that king. His majesty walked about in the hall, spoke with everybody, it scemed, sat down a minute here and a minute there, was «ll joy and sunshine to his friends and sub- jects, and looked for all the world like one of our own most popular Presidents, only more democratic, more friendly than any public man of note. that I have met in America. The king has been busy with cabinet Meetings these days, but was gracious enough anyway to allow me a brief aud!- cuee, which I appreciated very much. He weil remembered Bethany College. His rajesty has been the friend of that west- ‘rn institution for many years, and our gratitude, which I personally expressed, is deep and sincere. Oh, how King Osvar jJoves dear old Sweden. He asked ma’ iv questions in a hurry concerning my im- pression of the conditions obtaining in his kingdom in general, and about the great eaposition at Stockholm; an expression of his majesty 1 will never forget. It characteristic of him and his reign. I live tn peace and joy with my peopl There stands the King. the peace mon- arch on the shore, as our steamer leaves nd, ve to his three cabi- board, and to all and passengers in general. Oscar, and many well py relkn and kingdom. ‘yone of the Long tive wishes for IN COLOR, ———— see. PHOTOGRAPHS Simple Method of Securing Very Pleasing Effects. From the Pbitadelputa Record. Tourists returning from abroad are bring- ing with them samples of finely colored photographs of various points of interest in the old world. This coi ring of photo- graphs has usually been a very complicated process and requires an artist in order to bring about the best results. A recent American invention, however, promises to make the coloring of photographs a very simple matter, even for the amateur, and no great artistic talent is necessary. By this process, known as ihe “Kalos art,” ordinary prints may be made considerably more atiractive at small cost and with :0 great expenditure of ti All that is necessary is a box of “Kalos colors, dish of clean er and a camel’s- brush and sponge. Th parent, and the shades and lights of the photographs show through. Any desired tints may be secured by mixing or dilut- ing with water. To color any print apply the shades with the brush and wash the surface ef the picture with a wet sponge so that all superfluous color may be re moved. This prevents running and insure: a more even distribution of the colors. Rinse the brush or the sponge in clean » after using each color, sponge the whole picture after the coloring is finish. It is better to make the colors a tri! stronger than is desired in order to allow for a slizht fading in the mounting process. The picture should then be allowed to dry thoroughly, so that the colors may become firmly fixed before mounting. These col- ints may be mounted on cards or transferred to glass, in imitation of pot lain paintings. The miniature may in pearl or gold for lockets, brooches, sk buttons, watch charms, &c. This proces: Warranted to work on photographs of a gelatinous nature, and gives excellent re- sults on platinum prints. Collodion prints may be colored by first giving them a selatinous surface. This may be done by adding one-quarter ounce of water to one ounce of sheet gelatine, and the mixture heated until the gelatine is thoroughly dis- d . with a le, soft brush, apply gelatine to the film side ef the print, giving it a smooth, even surfs-e. Heat it gently over a lighted lamp until air ese colors are trans- dry. The advanta of the “Kalos” pro- cess is that it ma: d by an amateur photographer or 2 artist, and the result is certainly pleasing. The finer the blending of shade, of course, the more artistic the result. ———— Emperor Wilhelm’s Wenith, Berlin Letter to Chicago Record. There’ are 1,500 people upon the empe- rcr’s list of employes, including 350 female who are engaged in looking after the twenty-two royal palaces and castles that belcng to the crown. Their wages are small. The women receive not more than $12 a month and the men servants, who number over 500, from $15 to month. Most of the palaces and castles are in a sad state of decay. The emperor him- self seldom vses more than three or four of them. The rest are occupied by his re- lations and dependents, who number a hundred or more, and are nearly all sup- ported from the royal purse. His private fortune is estimated at $25,000,000, the greater part of which is represented by landed estates. He has forty-eight farms, fourteen forests, eight vineyards and owns the sroyal porcelain factory near Berlin, but his revenues from this property do noi amount to more than $1,000,000 a year. The income from several of the estates goes directly to his brothers and sisters, Prince Leopold, a second cousin, is much richer than the emperor. His wealth was inher- ited from his grandfather, Prince Carl, a brether of the old Emperor William, who wes a.miser and 4 keen business man and amassed an enormous fortune. In addition io this income the kaiser draws full pay and allowances for all the titles he assumes, both civil and military. He can add to his income at any time by creating himself a duke or a baron or by appointing himself general an army corps or colonel of a regiment. He is: al- re9dy the colonel of several German regi- ments, and holds honorary commissions in the armies of England, Austria, Russia and Belgium. He is also an admiral of the German flect and has just been made an admiral in the Russian navy, for which he draws full pay and allowances. Modern Manners, From the Glasgow Herald. > -A recent writer Geplores the bad manners of the dancing people of today. The gentle- man of the old style asks: “May I have the exquisite delight of being your lady- ship’s humble cavalier in the coming coun- try dance?” “Oh, sir, you are vastly polite, and I am overwhelmed by your request,” says the lady. “Then I do not make too bold?” “Oh, sir, I would rot have you mis- construe my words.” “I then polka ‘That's my form. have a the boy afterwards, eh?” popular 5 [MADAME RECAMIER She Charmed Three Generations of Paris, RECOLLECTIONS OF HER CHARMS Her Famous Salon in the Abbaye Aux Bois. CHATEAUBRIAND'’S FRIEND Paris Letter to the Courier des Tiats Unis. There has been sold recently at the Hotel Drouot in Paris a Louis XVI mantelpiece in white marble ornamented with gilded bronzes, the memcry of which awakens in the mind a whole epoch. This relic came frcm the salon of Mme. Recamier, the beautiful woman who gathered around her the elite of three generations of Parisians, and at the recent sale was purchased by an amateur for five thoveand francs. Mme. Recamier, the divine Juliet, had jest married M. Recamier, an opulent barker of twice her age, who looked upon her rather as his daughter than his wife. Her intelligence and her beauty rn her doubly celebrated. it the honor 9f being presented to her. Her salon was “crowded by the aristocracy of birth and of talent. M. Recamier, who had realized enormous sums through his financial operations, had just acquired the hotel of M. Necker, sit- uated in the Rue Mont Blanc. He had this property so enlarged and embellished as to make it a dwelling worthy of her who was to inhabit it. All the furnitu: last arm-chair, was designed and exe expressly for ‘this purpose. The Ho the Rue Mont Blane soon became the ter of fashion and intelligence. ceeded fete. Mme. spring morning, received her friends gvests with incomparable grac wes @ kind of neutral ground whe all parties met, mingled in the miration. There were the Prince Bonaparte, Gen. Bernadotte Mathew de Montmorency, t c Balanche, and Camiile Jordan, who, like meny others, paid assiduous court to Mme. amier, and to whom she sald: * lanche pieases me by drawing out all the Bcod there is in me, and you piease me for just the opposite reason.” Her Friends. There were also to be seen Mme. de Stael, the Princess Caroline Bonaparte, after- ward the Queen of Naples; Alexander von Humboldt, David d’Angers, Eugene Dela- creix, Gen. Mereau, etc. This epoch of splendor, however, was not of long duration. unfortunate spe Fete » Recamier, radiant as @ and Her sation whole of his fortune. J obliged to sell her hotel, her hcrses, even her silver. She took artment in the Ive where, as in the past, her admirers ed about her. Jt was at this time became acquainted with the man upon whom she excrted her greatest influence— that is to Chateaubriand, whom she met for the first time at the deathbed of Mme. de Stael. Fresh financial disasters having aken her husband, Mme. Re refuge in the Abba, du Re ver= mier sought e aux Bois, where her became more celebrated than ever. The Abbaye aux as the home of a religious ated in the Rue de Sevres, at the angle of the Rue de la Chaise. During the somber days of the revolution this property had served as a prison. Under the restoration the nuns of the community had made of it a refuge for wemen of the world, who withgrewe there to taste of the pleasures of solitude with- cut at the same time renouncing those of society. It was while paying a visit to an old friend, the Baroness of Bourgoing, whose and had been ambas: king up her residence in this peac habitation. She was then in all the radi- ance of her beauty. When she presented herself at the abbaye, there was noth ng vacant but a little apartment in the fourth stcry, inconveniently d, and accesst- ble only by a roux: She did not hesitate, howe he author of ty,” who came there every day, has fololwing description of it: Was ornamented with seRsion of ft. s harp and a view of Coppet by mvonlight. Upon the windowsill were pots of Bowers. When, quite out of breath after having climbed the three flights of si cell toward evening, I iS el A Restful Retreat. “The windows looked out upon the gar- dens of the abbaye, where the nuns and their pupils wandered at pleasure. The highest branches of an acacia were on a line with the eye; pointed bell-towers cut the sky, and on the horizon were seen the hills of Sevres. The setting sun gilded the piewure and entered at the open windows, Silence and solitude reigned in the distance above the noise and tumult of a sreat city.” The Abbaye aux Bois was little known at that time. As soon as Mme. Recamier was installed there, however, the way to her retreat was quickly learned. Upon the death of the Marquise of Montmairail, who occupied the large apartment of the first story, the latter was taken possession of by Mme. Recamier. The nuns of the ab- baye ceded to her for life the right to this apartment. There she was more commodi- ously lodged, and it was possible for her to surround herself with objects that would recall her princely existence of other days. The friends of former times rushed to see ber and others joined them. All the most noted Parisians defiled through the saluns of the Abbaye aux Bois. There were to be seen Sainte Beuve, Jules Ampere, Merimee, Lamartine, Victor Hugo, the Duc de No- ailles, the poet Lebrun, etc. It was there that Lamartine read, before publishing them, his “Meditation Victor Huge,who had just left college, was there consecrated poet by Chateaubriand himself. “She never held such a place in the world,” says Sainté Beuve, “as when she lived in this humble retreat at one end of Paris. It was there that her gentle genius, Gisengaged from too vehement complica- tions, made itself more and felt. It may be said that she pe! the art of friendship and caused it to fake on new charms. This lovely woman was gracious and captivating, even in her old age. The day she comprehended that her beauty was waning, because the little chimney sweeps no longer turned to look upon her when she passed, she determined to consecrate the remaining years of her life to the du- tes of religion and to the cultivation of friendship.” tered her It is one of the curious facts that many of the brightest writers spell atrociously,