Evening Star Newspaper, January 1, 1898, Page 23

THE EVENING STAR, SATURDAY, JANUARY 1, 1898-24 PAGES, REAL NO MAN’S LAND Woman's Island, Peopled Only With Amazenz. ae ABLE 10 DEFEND THEIR LAND They Till the Soil and Sail Their Canoes. -TIBLE TO BEADS Falward r in Christeburch, New Zealand, Press. My ntion was first drawn to the sub- modern Amazons by means of a picture book. It had been ex- in a native shop at Toklo eted the attention of a visitor, brovght the curiosity to me simply as a specimen of artistic work. The book asisted of a series of pictures delineating ontures of the crew of a shipwreck- The boat containing the sur- arrived on the shores of an island only by women. The arttst had cepicted, with barbaric fidelity to nature avd with grim humor, how the attentions of the numerous fair ones became embar- rissing to the small party of visitors, until last the sailors bad to fly to their boat to the dangers of the deep rath- jure the overwhelming atten- of hostesses too fair and kind. The sk and its subject would have passed m my memory as a mere pleasantr: lad I not soon after found what one may of the illust nd in the Friendly stance s® remarkable as this coincidence of ideas in peoples 5 tar rT ved both in point of distance s the Tongans and the Japane fail to strike one deeply tnterest- anthropology of Oceania. Tillers of the Soil. gan legend was heard by Mar- beginning of the century, long white colonists resided in the ands, and although I have not to get the story direct from Fiji I have not the slightest doubt . so hardy as Japanese and re famous for having been in £ must nave had some foun- fact on which to build so strange nfirmation we have in the re- yf the celebrated missionary. Dr. Chalmers of New Guinea. Here is ,iern account of the Woman's Is- -peene Se t for wh ed v vivors tenented han 1 + Moresby I had heard of a wo- a lana where only women— ons—lived and ruled. These ried to be excellent tillers id canoeists in sailing or ble to hold thelr own of the sterner sex, who es tried to invade their coun 1 sting a community w no part of the y us, We were certain to crass the Amazonian settlement. rd that Mailiukolo (Teulon) women were more nemerou y large ones with women ly and soon ready we met two morning we were off the to and. oes, one with men 1 one with women. We sigyed to them to go to tie vessel, while we pulled up to 1 village on the north side. Warned Away. he heat touched the fine, hard sandy the only being in sight, ran in front. I went forward hore, but he said I must not. knew the Daunai dial I said I must land; that I was a friend, a man, stor ad him to save him my name, which he already m the east. 1 gave him a strip and stepped ashore, when he to the bush rst approach cn, but now I I could oniv si rv parts nerves th: It required more i try stronger six » keep away eness than I pe d to proceed. few paces, warning the boat's » a good lookout, and end of the vi I invited the dusky da visit- if they ob d to my >I as enough. and you » my beads and red cloth, but, ‘ay, they seemed to have no ef- feet that strange crowd. I never saw so many women together. How were we to meet? v the question; to be balked by them would never do. I threw on the piece of red cloth and a few beads; quite carel ly and appar- icing what was taking place. Is from out the crowd, stops, = fixed on me; sses her hands, pressing her breast. »r thing, not courage enough; so, light- speed, ck. It is evident the old la- object to the younger ones attempt- nd they are themselves too fright- Another young damsel about nine or old comes out, runs, halts, walks lest the touch of her feet on the should waken me from my reverie; ‘ther halt, holds her chest, lest the spirit i take its flight, or the pattering art jump right out. I fear it was be nd the slight patter then, and had reached the stentoerian thump of serious times. On; a ih, well done! She picks cloth and 5 up. Left a Quarrel Behind. ‘ve gained my point and will soon - the crowds—no need to wait so long lyr sirl ns. « to have the baits picked up now, and after ® few more such temptings ft is done. I am besieged by the nolsiest crowd I have er t, and am truly glad to escape on the boat. We went to the vessel, ht her round to the west side, anchored, and I again landed. Crowds met me on the beach, but no men. JZ save my beads indiscriminately, and soon th Was a quarrel between the old ladies d the young ones. The latter were or- der ff, and because they would not go, I ard must co. The old ladies insisted on my ketting Into the boat, and, being now as- sisted by the few men we met in the canoe, I thought it better to comply. Long after beach we heard those old bbed vi anathematising that community. ed that this is the and can easily account lled so by stray canoes from soe - ARMY DISCIPLINE. Where Officers Often’ Find Them- selven. Feom the Army and Navy Journal. Officers often find themselves between the devil and the deep sea. ‘They must tinaintain discipline, they must secure yrompt and unquestioning obedience to erders, or otherwise we shall have no army, Hew they to do it? By reporting the case to headquarters and asking for Hetructicns? In such case a self-respect- ing and efficient officer would feel called Upon to accompany his request for help “ith a letter of resignation. He muat al with the difficulty promptly and tn a way as to convince the insubor- hat In the proper discharge of his nis will is law and his orders not open discussion. He must never lose his temper, of course, and in the calm se- clusion of a bureau office, with nothing More exciting before him than an tn- dorsed paper, he might escape the tempta- tion to do so. That he is wrong when he does yteld to personal feeling no one will question. What is in doubt Is the measure of his offense when nothing worse Fesults from the rough handling of an intractable subject. it is natural that there should be a dif- ference ¢f opinion on this subject between the War Department and those whose sim- ilarity of experience make them sympa. thetic with a brother officer. Each should corsider the difficulties of the other. The officer on his part should not forget that these who legislate for the army and those who ask for legislation must consider pub- Ne opinion, and the necessity of finding some way to reconcile the demands of dis- cipline with American conceptions of the Cignity of the individual man. The meth- ods of peremptory punishment for minor offenses, said to prevail in. the German army, cannot be permitted here, or any “pproach to them. Ofticers must reckon with public opinion, whetker they will or not, and now that the army is under the searchlight of yellow journalism they may be sure that the slightest departure from the straight and narrow path of regula- tion and restricted authority will raise a tempest about their ears. The situation is one that can be met only by the wise and prudent management which tests the quality of an officer. ——e PROSPERITY AND MARRIAGE, Weddings Increase With the Export Trade. From the British Medical Journal. In his annual report on the health of Manchester during 1896 Dr. Niven had an interesting discussion on the connection be- tween the marriage rate of urban communi- ties and prosperity. It will be remembered that the register general's annual reports have for many years embodied a table stat- ing the marriage rate in comparison with the value per head of population of the ex- ports of British produce, the imports and the average price of wheat per quarter. Since 1860, when the table commences, the marriage rate for England and Wales reached its lowest ebb in 1879 (14.4), and in 1886-88, when it was 14.2 to 144 In 1895 it was 15 per 1,000 of population. The general rule has been that the marriage rate has gone up and down with the value of British exports and with the average price of wheat. It would require some ingenuity to explain why these ratios vary in the same direction year by year, a3 with few exceptions they have done dur- ing the last thirty-five years. The inge- nuity was supplied by Dr. Ogle, in a paper real before the Royal Statistical Society in March, 18W. His explanation was that marriages increased when the export trade Was active, and that this activity caused a rise in freights, which in its turn sent up the price of wheat. If this ts not the correct explznation— and ft has been stated that when the ex- port trade is active only the freights out- ward rise, while the freights homeward are nsiderably lowered because of the num- ber of empty ships wanting to return home —then the correct explanation of the un- doubted fact emphasized by Dr. Ogte still remains to be given. * * * Among other points, it will require to bé remembered that as countries fill up there must come a natural check upon any such relationship between the marriage rates and birth rates and the price of wheat, as exists at pres- ent. Without committing ourselves to the views of Malthus, it is obvious that the world is being rapidly colonized. Ere many decades are past, America, especially th United States, will not be able to exgort corn, as it will consume all that it pro- and the same remark will avply, ugh at a remoter period, to tina nd Australla. Sir R. Giffen has asserted that in the middle of the next century th pressure of population will be so great as to show itself very cle this is so, we may have already re: the minimum price of wheat, a crease in prices per quarter realized during If rly in prices. the present year may in part, at least, be inmore than tempora —---—- eee SPEED OF THE HORSE. A Claim That He Can Outrun the Deer. From the Chicago Times-Herald. A man on a horse is twice a man, He feels more secure, is braver, is In every way more formidable. European officers know this. In clearing the streets of Paris only cavalry are used. We call out the infantry of the militia and have to shoot people. In Europe they use the flat of a sword held a mounted man. No unarmed body of humanity will stand the impact of They melt before the charge like It is the uncontrollable instinct to horses. snow. get out of the way, and to do it as soon as possible, this Som of t day we will grow wiser on Atlantic. Just now we fifty infantry companies of militia to » of cavalry. Many of our militiamen » to pay for the keep of a horse, ive, even if a man does the nd bedding with his own hands. Many others of them would not know what to do with a horse if they had one. This is bad, but with the trolley and the bicycle crowding the st of our fathers closer and closer to th 1 there is not much chance that it will be bettered. Five hun- dred ye: from now, unle: all signs fail, ‘ors, with piano- side Jeg calves and lecturing upon an extinct animal and re- constructing him for the benefit of stu- dents from a piece of stifle and a front tooth. I believe that the horse is the swiftest animal in the world. One hears strange tales of the speed of the antelope, the white-tailed fawn, the springbok, the ele- phant, the jack-rabbit id the wolf. The fastest of these is the American antelope, and I have never scen one that a good pony could not best. As for the rabbit or any kind of deer, the horse will simply run over him. Taking into consideration the fact that the horse generally carries more than 1 pounds of rider, saddle and gun, one gets an id of how much su- perior he is. A speedy pony will outrun a greyhound. I have seen this tried. It is customary among men who use them to give the dogs all the law possible in order to avoid riding over them. In hunting with a brace of very good coursing hounds five ars ago it was found that there were five ponies in the party which would out- foot the dogs, and one of them, a gray of undoubted mustang ancestry, if given the bit. would do his best to run over them and killed them. He did not like them. They belonged to his owner and he was jealous. ——_+e-— Clothes. From the Cornhill Magozine. I have always liked the story of the old fellow, who at home dressed badly, because every one knew him, and badly when he traveled because no one knew him. He was one of the few men who have had courage to dress to please themselves. Most of us dress to please other persons, and even then, it must be added, rarely succeed. The late Prof. Fawcett objected on principle to make himself uncomfort- able by dressing for dinner, but he had a very charming way of disarming criticism and propitiating his hostess. He had up- stairs, he would assure her, an excellent dress suit, for which he had paid a high price, and if it would be any satisfaction to the company his secretary would bring it down and display it. But one has to be a Prof. Fawcett to carry off such an idio- syncrasy as this. At many dinner parties the guests have been asked as much on account of their clothes as their wit—the man without a wedding garment in the parabl parently had no compensating distinction of intellect. A good dinner story tells how Dean Stan- ley once arrived at table with one side of his collar flapping in the air. During the meal his hostess asked him if he was aware of its condition, and if he would like any assistance in rectifyiug It. “Oh, no.,” he replied, genially, “it broke while I was dressing. I don't mind. Do you?’ These are the men one envies. seo Up With the Emperor. From London Sketch. I heard the other morning in a raiiway carriage an amusing story with regard to English and German jack-tars that was new to me. It was told of the members of the crews of two ships engaged in the re- cent blockade of Crete. These tars were engaged in a festal gathering ashore, and one of the Germans proposed the health of his omniscient emperor, which was duly drunk in rum by the assembled party of both nationalities. Presently the English boatswain suggested that the name of her most gracious majesty should be toasted with similar honors, but the tars of the fatherland received the proposal with a chilling silence. “Ain't you a-goin’ to drink the queen's health?" came the English in- quiry. “Nein, nein,” was the Germanic re- sponse. ‘‘Now, then, boys,” exclaimed the boatswain; don’t want no unpleasant- ness, but we can’t have this, you know: ‘taint fair. Take yer time from me; two fingers down yer throats and comes the bloomin’ emperor." 7 2 te THRONES A-BEGGING Sons of Royalty That Have “Refused Crowns, Gladstone or Lord Derby Might Have Been King of Greece ani Bulgaria Wanted Prince Napoleon. From Tit-Bits. It is no mean distinction to have refused a crown. There is probably not one man in a million who would decline a kingdom .f it were offered him, in spite of the restless nights and fearful days that are commonly supposed to be the lot of a king. Even Cromwell is said to have refused the crown of England more from. fear of others than from any other motive. But there have been many men since Croniwell who have refused to wear a mon- arch’s crown. Thirty-five years ago, when the throne of Greece was Vacant, more than one great English statesman might have ruled over the destinies of that classic cctntry, but the difficulties in the way vere formidable. Mr. Gladstone's name was freely mentioned in connection with the crown of Greece, though, as Mr. Glad- stcne was a member of the government at the time, the proposal never took definite shape, “ The late Lord Derby, however, who had strong sympathies with Greece, was of- fered the crown and refused it, throwing away £50,000 a year and a kingdom. It was not the first time a man had declined to sit on the throne of Greece, Prince Leo- pold, the father of the present King ot the Belgians, having refused the crown when Greece was declared a kingdom, in 1830. Prince Leopold's reason for refusing the crown was that the proposed bounda- ries of the country were insufficient, the exclusion of Crete especially influencing his decision. One of Queen Victoria's sons, the Duke ot Edinburgh, has also been offered the Gre- clan crown. He was appealed to in the sixdes, at the time Lord Derby declined the crown, but was compelled to refuse the of- fer, owing to the attitude of the powers, who strongly declared their opposition to Prince Alfred being crowned King of the Greeks. The throne was then offered to the present king, on whose bebalf it was ac- cepted by his father, the King of Denmark. The crown of Austria-Hungary was re- fused in the middle of the century by the Archduke Franz Karl, the father of the present emperor. King Ferdinand I abdi- cated in December, 1848, the throne then descending in the ordinary course to Arch- duke Franz Karl. The archduke, however, declined the crown, which he handed over to his son, who still wears It. Another crown which has been more than once refused is the crown of Roumania. When Roumania was d red a kingdom, it was settled that the throne should de- scend to Prince Leopold, the eldest brother of the then reigning kin, The prince, however, voluntarily yielded his rights to the crown in favor of his son, Prince Wil- helm, the renunciation being registered in the senate in October, 1880. Prince Wil- helm remained heir ‘apparent for eight years, but toward the end of 1888 he fe mally refused to accept the crown, and his brother became heir apparent, being now Prince of Roumania. The prince has since married Princess Marie, a granddaughter of Queen Victoria. Plon-P1 Not many years ago a nephew of the great Napoleon died in extle, after refusing a crown. Prince Napoleon, nicknamed “Plon-Plon,” son of a brother of Napoleon Bonaparte, was invited to sit on the throne of Roumania as the first king of that country, but he declined the offer, be- Neving at the time that he might ascend the throne of France. So the bird in the hand flew away, and the bird in the bush was never caught. The man who had hoped to be crowned King of France died out of that country in solitary exile. He had sacrificed one crown in the hope of re- ceiving another, and lost both. Early in the present century Ferdinand VII renounced the crown of Spain in favor of his father, who, again, refused it in favor of Napoleon.’ The great conqueror had to face a nation in arms, however, and never took the throne. The story of Lord Beaconsfield's golden crown provides us with another instance, though there was no throne with this strange crown. The man in whose brain the idea of crowning Lord Beaconsfield riginated is now d lived he never reco’ ad, but as long as he ered from the blow of Lord Beaconsfield’s refus: of his tribute. Mr. Tracy Turnerelli received subscriptions from 50,000 people toward his gold laurel wreath, but in June, 1879, when he formal- ly offered the crown to his idol, it was fused. oe A WOMAN GAME WARDEN. She Isn't Afraid of Indians, but is Shaky as to Cows. From the St. Louis Republic. Miss Annie Metcalf of Denver, has just been appointed as warden on the staff of Game Commissioner Swan of Colorado. Miss Metcalf is well qualified for the practi- cal duties of the position. She is an expert rifle and revolver shot and can handle most Weapons as dexterously as any man. She {is also a clever horsewoman and as a dar- ing, dashing rider is without an equal among her sex in the state. She has broken vicious broncos, and nothing delights her more than to tackle a “bucker” that has been pronounced unbreakable. While guns ard revolvers, red Indians, vicious bronchos and wild beasts have no terrors for the young woman, the sight of a cow is enough to give her nervous prostration. “Yes,” she sald, “I cannot deny it; I am deathly afraid of a cow and would ride ferther to get out of the road of one than I would from a band of redskins. I do not fear mice in the least, like some women, but a cow is my worst enemy. If I should be sent out to Routt county to fight In- dians or run down game violators, Mr. Swan would have to give me a guarantee that there were no cows in the vicinity or I would hesitate about going. I was chased by a cow about two weeks ago and had a hideous experience. I ran an awful ways and had to climb a telegraph pole.” There is only one other woman game warden in the United States. Her name is Mrs. Warren Neal, and she serves on the staff of the game commissioner of Michi- gan. * a The Lily and the Ancients. From the Pittsburg Dispatch. Most everybody has observed the strange characteristic of the water Hly bud open- ing its petals at sunrise and closing them again at sunset. It was for this reason mainly that the ancients held the water lily sacred to the sun. Pliny says: “It is reported that in the Euphrates the flower of the lotus plunges into the water at night, remaining there till midnight, and to such a depth that it cannot be reached with the hand. After midnight it begins grad- ually to rise, and as the sun rises above the horizon the flower also rises above the water, expands and raises itself some dis- tance above the element in which it grows.” It was also through this pecu- arity that Hancarville proved that the Egyptians considered the lily an emblem of the world as it rose from the wi Sneceeens aters of ————-e-+____ To One He Writes Legibly. From the Chicago Dally News. A well-known musician, who writes a very illegible hand, once sent an unusually hopeless scrawl to a friend. The latter studied It a minute, gave {t up in despair, and then sat down and wrote in reply: “I shall be most happy to dine with you to- morrow at 6 Kindest regards to your wife, etc.” In less than half an hour his {friend appeared breathless at his door. “There’s some misunderstanding,” he said anxiously. “I wrote you a note asking you if you could play the plano part of the. trio at Brown's recital, and here you've sent me an acceptance of a dinner invita- tion, but J didn’t invite you to dinner.” “Well,” returned the other blandly, “I didn’t suppose you'd really sent me an in- vitation to dinner, but I couldn’t read a word of your note, and in that case here- after I mean always to take it for granted Upeclone of Ris toorremponitentse at least, RANDOM VERSE. 4D New Year. Written for The Evening Star, New Year, tholf att yo fair, So filled with unborn hopes ‘That await thelr ewm fair spring, As the lillies ithe ynileyn And the viole{p onthe slopes. Beneath the frezen ground Sleep the germs ofplants and flowers ‘That are waltiif fot’ the spring, Like this faith ‘for something better Beyond the usborn-hours! 2 0 Come not too sdbm, fair hopes, Lest ye should’ all be lost; Wait for thy time to come! Bloom not too soon, sweet flowers, Lest ye be killed with frost! When God doth call to thee— When the birds are all awing, And life's pulses deepest bent— Sleeping hopes and sleeping flowers Keep thy promise to the Spring! ~ANNIE LANDRETH PERKINS. —————__ The Wanderer, William Cranston Lawton im the Century. . At droway dawn I left the Gate—so very long ago, Whether’ that home be memory or dream 1 hardly know. Tue cloud-hmug visions of the morn were far more real Tlian now are thronging city streets and cries of eager men. The hours ere yet the sun was high were lke eternities, Bat now how swift the shadows run, how near the darkness Is! és Ah, well! "Tis aye the happlest day comes swift to eyensong; With metrier comrades never yet did pilgrim pass along. ‘The paths that widest’seém to part, still winding turn and meet; Perchance they do but homeward lead again our wandering feet. Familiar faces vanish, but the voices vibrate still, And nothing now seems far away, at the ending of the iil, To one warm hand alone I cling, as fast the night grows late, And crave that’ we may come at last together at the Gat ———_—cee____ The Happiest Heart. Who drives the horses of the sun Shall lord it but a day; Better the lowly deed Were done, And kept the bumble way. ‘The rust will find the xword of fame, ‘The dust will hide the crown; Ay, none shall nail so high his name Time will not tear it down. The happtest heart that ever beat War in some quiet breast That found the common daylight swect, And left to Hea rest. VANCE CHENEY. The Walls of Wrong. Vhen n work of good is tndertaken In faith and love, Nmely the walls of wrong are shaken And ‘the base thereof. “It Is ol it is strong. It was reared for aye!" ‘Thus they said and belleyed most surely, But it fell one day. © gediike love! © faith most glorious, ‘That did this thing, Ye have nmde the feeblé folk victorious, aid folk sing! ; — WILDS FE. Dav! o+ Love ayit ‘Time, Beatrix Demorest Loyd? ¢hap-Book. Across the gurdens of Life they go, A strange ill-mated patr; By paths where naught bet blessoms blow, By paths neglected w eds grow, But band in hand, throygh joy and care, Across the gurdens of Life they go. it shall stand securely, PORT, The one is old, and grim, and gray; His eves stare off [ike awe in dreams, Across his breast the white locks stray, The sands in his glass fall day by day, Over his shoulder the syythe-blade gleams,— And he Is old, and grim, and gray. md ne fa soung. nod bright. and fate; he ge en curls al it bis head Tutte: tke ed Miyae dare hg knows no care, Joy in his heart he never dead, Te lives to love and eh tir, ‘Tinie was never young: on extth can ne‘er grow old; yet since first to that hand he clung, Since first his te hE, ¢ had told, strung, ugh ways of joy and woe, 1d and one is fair, ought but blossoms blow, J where geunt weeds grow, nge, i-mated pati of Life they ge ogether—a st Across the garde She stood breast IMgh amid the coro, Clasp'd by the golden Hght of morn, Like the sweetheart of the sau, Who many a glowing kiss had won, On her cheek an autumn flush Deeply ripen’d—such a blush In the midst of brown was born, Like red popples grown with corn, Ronnd her eyes her tresses fell, Which were the blackest none could tell, But long lashes velled a light ‘That had else been all too bright. And her hat, with shady brim, Made her tressy forehead dim— ‘Thus she stood amid the stooks, Praising God with sweetest looks. Sure, I said, Heav'n did not mean Where I reap thou shouldst but glean; Lay thy sheaf adown and come Share my harvest and my home! —THOMAS MOORE. ——_ e+ The Wind. I saw you toss the kites on high And blow the birds about the sky; And all around 1 heard you paxs, Like ladies’ skirts ncrosé the grass— © wind, a-blowing sil day long, O wind, that sings so loud a song! I saw the different things you did, But always you yourself you hid. felt you push, i heard you call, IT could not see yourself at all— O mind, a-blowing all day long, © wind, that sings so loud a song! © you that are so strong and cold, © blower, are you youug or old? Are you a beast of field and tree, Or fast a strovger child than me? wind, a-blowing all day long, © wind, that sings so loud a song! ~KOBERT LOUIS STEVENSON, —_——_- ++ Rent. Mary F. Butts in the Independent. The night fs wild and weird and chill— Rest, little one, rest; Our heartn ts bright beneath the hill Rest, little one, rest. Thy father’s earned thy bread today— Rest, little one, rest; ‘The moon shines on his homeward way— Rest, Ittle one, rest. Stout and brave in the winter storm— Rest, little one, reat; * The firewood grows to keep thee warm— Rest, little end rest. Down from the bin¢'hbo¥e thy head— Rest, little'une,' rest; A wild grose came 36 make thy bed— Rest, little: ont; rest. A sheep’: fleece gave thy gown to thee— Rest, little! rest; ‘Thy cradle was cut ‘The dun cow's milk»te 4# thy cap— Rest, littl#one, rest; a ee drink" " the morning star ts Rest, Uteleome} rest. Wake not, tho’ thy motiier go away— rar ee eT "ea rin, for Resi Utes" one, Feats ‘hierog'yphic signs, which, ceasing at certain WESTERN RABBIT COURSING How Mr. Jack Leads a Merry Spurt Across the Prairi The Exhilnration of Hunting With Dogs and Horses in a Plain Compnrison of Speed. HL. 8. Canfield in the Chicago Times-Herald. It is early morning. The air, light and ccol, blows from the east. The prairie is starred with flowers. Far in the distance rises e lonely butte, blue and ominous hke a cloud. A line of trees stands almost vpon the horizon’s edge, showing that thelr roots are washed by a shallow stream that becomes a deadly torrent m the rain- time. The yellow-breasted field lark car- ols keenly from the grass. The sparrow hawk cuts the air with zigzag wing. Seven are in the party—tive men and two women, They are well mounted. The torses are the small, nervous, ciozely built product of the prairie, They do not stride so far as the big horse of the cities, but they pick it up faster—with marveious swiftness, In fact. Tey are haray, too. They shall carry you at top speed until they drop and be noth- ing the worse for it in 4 day or two, They Set little corn, which is heating, but all iney can eat of the most nutritious grasses in_the worid. Tne dogs are coupled — sleek, graceful, beautiful creatures—and their owner hoids them py a stout cord whicn Passes around his worst. Their stender limps ate quiver- ing and thetr eyes biaze with excitement. ‘tue greyhound as provably the teast in- teliigent of our canine friends, but ae knows when he ts wanted for the chase. It is his chief dissipauon, A hunared and nity yards anead ava sughtly to the rigut a jack-rabbit springs from a clump of weeds. As he bounds away in long, slow leaps at haif-speed be looks not unlike a fawn. His tremendcus ears point straight upward. He is traveling upon three teet, holding the other ciear of the ground, The dogs are unleashed aud are off Like @ bolt trom a cvosshow. Simuitaneous- ly the rabbit lengthens his stride anu be- gins to get down to business. With a back- ward glance of his prominent dark eye he has seen them and Knows that the race of his lite is on. ‘The pursuers are futy yards away and going like the wind when | the word 1s given ana the reins are loosed. | the turf is sprngy and level as a tivor, The rusuing alr sings in the ear. One feels the ck ueaps of the h rse, but the eyes are fastened upon the chase. It fs all in plain view. It could be seen two miles away. The dogs do not give tongue. They run wholly by sight. ‘Their chase is as silect as » Brave aud as reientiess as death. ‘They have put a half-mile beh.nd them and are warmed to iheir work. The quarry leads them by seventy-five yar They can hear the roll of the twent: -eight hoofs behind. Wild halloos come to them, varied by the shrill call of a woman. These girls of the west are sitting well back, with the knee firmly crooked and the hands low. One of them has lost her hat and her tawny hair streams behind her like a flag. Another quarter mile and the jack begins to feel that the game is worth his undi- vided attention, His ears come straight back upon his long brown body and he puts dcwn the other leg. He is going now for all that there is ix him, and there is a great deal. He lengthens the gap by fiv ard the chaze steadies itself. At thi he is just holding the dogs. The light weight on the gray has gripped him hard, because he is ten yards behind logs and wants to move up and do some trampling. Four hundred yards in twenty seconds ard the pace {s telling upon the doomed ore. His white belly is closer to the ground and he js desperately striving, but he makes less speed. The hounds are gaining fast. They are within ten yards of him—fi three. Suddenly he whirls at right angle One of his foemen overruns, but the other, ar. older dog, whjrls with him and is hot after him. Ten more spasmodic leaps, each shorter than the last, an accurate bcund by the dog, a pitiful squeak and all is over. Well done, Maida! The other dog ccmes up feeling cshamed and wants to take it out on the corpse. The girl who has Icst her hat drops the reins to twist up the tawny hair. The other, with flushed face, is laughing wildly at a very small joke. Killed in a mile and a quarter. ‘The girths are loosened and the men light cigarettes. Everybody talks dog and talks at once. A half-dozen chases make the morning's sport, but there is an appetite for luncheon in one such ride as that. tee TREASURE SEEKING IN PARIS. it Great Treas- den im the City. From Chambers’ Journal. Some Pari: iS are actually kept from wandering by conviction that there is hid- den treasure behind the walls, or beneath the flooring, or in the chimney nook, or under the roof. You are told that during the numberless sieges to which Paris has been subjected, and the internal revolutions it has under- gone, there exists not a cellar or a garret but has become the receptacle of some part of the immense riches accumulated in re- ligious houses and old families. There is, perhaps, nothing irrational in the supposi- tion that in the good old times when con- vents were made the depositories not only of the secrets of the aristocracy, but of the family jewels likewise, instances must have cceu.red wre e 4 those deposi:s were buried and remain undiscovered, together with the treasure of the confraternity. But human folly has of late years exalted this rational possibility into dazzling certainty. Every means is now resorted to, and more gold and precious time expended than the most valuable treasure could repay, in order to selze the secret which still resists discovery. “While you of the matter-of-fact, plodding Anglo-Saxon race are toiling and broiling in Australia and California searching for gold, we.gold seekers of Paris tind it here beneath our feet in the old quarters of the city round Notre Dame and the Hotel de Ville, where gold is teeming in greater plenty than amid the rocky bowlders of California, or beneath the soil of Ballarat,” eaid Ducasse, the great treasure seeker. As if to mock this feverish and never- ceasing chase, not one of the great tradi- tional treasures—of which four are believed to exist—has been yet brought to light, al- though now and then some token fs vouch- safed of their real existence. From time to time, for instance, the tradition of the famous treasure buried by Napoleon’s order, on his hurried departure from the Tuileries before Waterloo, is justified by the turning up in all parts of the palace garden of gold pieces and silver crowns. The boles of the elm trees down the middle alley of the garden were all marked with points, began again on the lime trees of the Terrace of the Feuilians. But the elm tree where these signs began and the lime treo on which they have ended have been up- rooted and the soil all about them turned over without avail. Then, during the lay- ing out of the Bois de Boulogne, great in- terest was excited by the fencing off of a rtion of the wood close to the Pre Cate- , and ransacking of this small spot for a@ month, under the superintendence of a government officer, while crowds waited anxiously outside the line to see une of the forty workmen strike upon the golden de- Posit confidently believed to have been buried there by Fouche, Duke of Otranto. The hoard is actually calculated as part of the family wealth. —- -— 220 A HUNDRED YEARS AGO. When Philadelphia Was Our Metro- politan City. Senator Lodge in Scribner’ In 1774 Philadelphia was the largest town in the American colonies. Estimates of the population, which are all we have, ¢iffer widely, but it was probably not far from 30,000. A single city now has a larger population than all the colonics pessesved. in 1774, and there are in the United States today 104 cities and towns of over 30,000 inhabitants. -Figures alone, however, cannot express the difference be- jcealed a Lorraine lin, Philadelphia “was paved, lighted, ani ordered in a way almost unknown in any other town of that lod. It was weil aeed 5 was active were thrifty and prosperous and it een, Yet, despite all these good qualities we must make an effort of the imagination to realize how quietly and slcwly life moved then in comparison to the Pace of today. There in Philadelphia was the center of the postal system of the con- Unent, and the recently established mail ecach called the “Flying Machine,” not ‘n Jest, but in praise, performed the journey to New York in the hitherto unequaled time of two days. Another mail at longer intervals crept more slowly to the south. Vessels-of the coastwise traffic, or from beyond seas, came into port at uncertain times, and after long and still more uncer- tain voyages. The daily round of life was so regular and so quict that any tncident or any novelty drew interest and attention in a way which would now be impossible. ———_ +04 __ — THE MAN IN THE IRON MASK. Proof That There Never W Personage. From the St. Lonis Glote-Democrat. Since the invention of printing it has be- come increasingly difficult to transmit a story subject to the laws of growth, be- cause the original statement is permanent and easily accessible. One story, however, has seized on the imagination of the peo- ple and flourished since the eighteenth tury precisely as the old stories grew. The story of the “Man in the Iron Mask” is al- most entirely destitute of foundation. Voltaire first gave the story currency about 1750. In the supplement to his Siecle de Louis XIV he sets down some bits of gossip about the court. Among these he hints that a very important person was detained at the Bastile whose identity was carefully concealed and his features always covered by a mask. Afterward the idea of &4n unknown prisoner behind an “iron mask” took possession of the imagination of the French people, and in this century. Dumas the elder and DuBoisgobey have cecnstructed ingenious romances on the story. M. Yung has spent much time and labor to prove that the “iron mask" con- adventurer hired to poison the king. Various serious writers have amused themselves with conjecture: as to the identity ef the prisoner, the fa- vorite theory being that he was a twin brother of Louis XIV, whose appearance might raise embarrassing questions of primogeniture. The notion that he was serv- ed in great state by the governor ef the prison only was a favorite fiction, Examination proves that all the prisoners committed to the prison are accounted for Such a by death or discharge; that “the plate thrown out with a message scratched on it” was not thrown from the Hastile but from another prison by a Huguenot, « that a number of prisoners were to walk on the ramparts for exerc ing not iron masks but hoods covering the neck and shoulders and obscuring the fac for fear that if they were recognized from below excitement might be caused amon the populace who were favorable to th But a few years ago in prisons in Frenc ccuntry towns this favor of walking on the walls in disguise was allowed to female prisoners. In brief, there never was a “Man in t Iron Mask,” there was not even an iro mask for a man to be put in, yet so great is the power of the imagination that this man who “never had a local habitation or a name” is as real to the people of France as Joan of Arc, as real as King Arthur ts to the peasants of Wales, where it is dan- gerous to express a doubt that he once reigned over Britain. Some Frenchmen be- lieve that the mysterious prisoner was son of Anne of Austria and Cardinal Ma in; others that he was Monmouth, the illegitimate son of Charles IT of Engi others that he was a son of Oliver Ci well. The story suits the French imagina- tion so well that the French people refuse to give it up. It has a wider acceptance than it would receive if it were true. At the same time, the French are not an im- aginative nor a credulous people. ———_+ e+ —____ SCIENCE AMONG SAVAGES, Sem{-Barbarous Thibetans | Knew Something About Compressed Air. From the San Feancisco Chrenicle, ~ It has been less than 100 years since civ- ilized humanity used many odd devices fer the purpose of obtaining fire. In this country, then claiming to be “enligh' ed,” the tinder box, with steel and flint, was the appsratus most generally used. However, if there was no tinder box im the hou: the old flint-lock musket, with to- of pow in the pan, few shreds of paper or gre ed rags, Ww considered a hourehold neces sity. Rubbing sticks together until they were fired by friction was the method use by the savages of that time in nearl the lands of the globe. There was one si gular excepticn, however, to all of the above, as well as many other of the more common methods of “striking light,” and that method was practiced by a rude tribe ages inhabiting Eastern Thibet seem, rude say- ages obtained fire in strictly scientific prin- ciples, which involved a wonderful know!l- edge of compressed air. E The apparatus used consisted of a wood- en cylinder two and one-half inches long by three-quarters of an inch in diame’ vhich was closed at one end. Into this c: linder (which tapered off ac one end until it was not larger than a common lead pen- cil) was fitted an air-tight piston, which had a large flat knob at the top; the other end of the piston was slightly hollowed out, the indentation being intended for the re- ception of a small piece of tinder or “punk.” When this apparatus was in use it was held in one hand, the piston being inserted with the other and pushed about half way down. A very sharp blow was then given with the palm on the piston. At the same instant the fingers were closed around the knob and the piston instantly withdrawn If everything had worked to perfection the scientific savage was usually rewarded by finding that the tinder had been lighted and a fire assured. Sir William Gill, the En- glish scientist, who investigated this queer mode of striking a light, says that “it r quires skill to use this fire-producing ap- paratus, as well as science to invent it. The English Woman Journalist. From the Fortnightly Review. The really successful women journalists— successful, that is to say, from a mascu- line and not a merely feminine standpoint— can be counted on the fingers of one hand. Nor, as far as one can see, is this likely ever to be different. The supposed free- dom of a journalist’s life, with its possible literary introductions, fs at least as attrac- tive to young men as it is to young wome: and which sex will in the long run prove best able to withstand the inevitable strain and unwholesome conditions of the journalist's life? If a woman cannot do night work, and regular night work, the prizes of Fleet street are not for her, 1 do not say that she may not make a living, but she will have to content herself with a kind of journalism far enough removed from literature—with the chatty article, or the women’s papers, with the Forget-Me- nots, the Home Notes, the Nursery Chats and the hundred-and-one scrappy periodi- cals which have so successfully hit off the taste of the rising generation that they bid fair to reduce England once again to a con- dition of illiteracy. Indeed, there is a deep- er depth still. What shall be said of the journalistic tout, unconnected with even the most ephemeral of newspapers, who lives by pouncing upon Uttle scraps of information, and hawking them round the different newspaper offices, eking out, heaven knows how, the precari existence doled out to her in shillings and half crowns by the shrewd business manager? Is that a life which commends itself to an educated wo- man? Quite Another Thing. From the Chicago Record. “Say, Horace,” said One of them, “do you know this trampin’ around the streets with an advertisin’ banner is a regular dog’s life?” “No it ain't, either.” “You don’t mean to say you like it?” “No, Gerald, I don’t like it, but what I say is that it ain’t no dog’s life.” “It ain't? “No, sir, it ain't. I led a dog’s life one winter, ae = what. oe is.” “Well, a.dog’s life is where THE KING OF SIAM —— He Ascended the Throne at Fif- teen. HAREM CONTAINS MANY WIVES -_--— The Ruler's Elaborate and Palatial Summer Home. BELIEVER IN OMEN epee C.D. H. Braine in the Lady's Realm, Prabat Somdetch Pra Paranin. Maha Chulalongkorn Patindr Tepa Maha Mongk=:t Pra Chula Chom Klao Chow Y Hua, King of Siam,was born on September 21, IN, and succeeded to the throne on Octobe and, although only a youth of sift 5 Was already the father of two childr His majesty reads, writes and speaks Eng lish with ease, and all conversaton between aim and the Tsarewitch—the present Tsar —who Visited Siam in 1801, was carried o: in that language. His earliest lessons w from an English governess, vad the continued later in life under an American resident, who acted as tutor. In addition to other Asiatic languages, he possesses a knowledge of Pali, and his admirers claim that he ts also a good Sanscrit scholar. The king's private life is passed in utter seclu- sion within the Khang Nai, cr Inside, as the harem is known among the Siamese. This Inner Palace is forbidden ground to any man, "an or nalive, except very special cireumstan when accompanied by servants. It ts saf has ever be in a remote of the inmates, he under and then only guard of trusted assert that no man n personally acquainted, ev ree, with the life or histor Female Potice. ‘The king is the only representative of his sex who lives in this community of wome one amidst thousands! There is a for: cf female police for preserving order and punishing any unruly membcrs. Flogging with a rattan is resorted to for certain of- fenses, and only these wives who are of royal birth enjoy immunity from such treatment. A few favored Huropean ladies have been admitted to parts of this Inner Palac and on the authority of one of them I can state that the “ * wnder- stands = little Eng’ ss sur- prising from the fact that the king had for some years an English tutor for the princes —iour of whom are now being privately nd and one at Harrow an could fully educated in Eng the position of the ladies of the Even if the Siamese tnemsclve they do not im t the information in fact, among them it is contrary is to € allusion to the sub, known as the quette to make One of the wiv any y and takes official precedence the others. Another is often as the ‘ond, and sometim: mentioned. ‘Th all ne the king, and, with the other w blood, e precedence of be regarded as commoners. Numberless Wi There is no limit to the number « women that.the king m take to wife, and al- though they may be dismissed at will, to have been admitted as a member of the Khang Nai, far from being in any w derogator: garded as an honor. All their children are legitimate. for fear ting possible rivalry for the thro: neither do his daughters, who remain all their lives im the harem; but perchance some future king may offer them a po » that held by their mothe: are these ladies guarded from co} with the world, that in S79 an elde of the firs was allows: drown in the pre number of spec- lators, not one of whom was permitted to put a hand on her, even to save her from nmon with mos king is a firm believer ing of importance is done to the Brahmin se of the Siamese, the omens, and noth hout reference thsayers and astre re attached to the palace. As 9 it may be mentioned that on Jur his “maj return from Koh- his seaside residence; but as the was considered unpropitious by the trologers, the vessel shored near the mouth of the Meinam until the next day. A uniry Home. The country palace of the King of Siam called Bang-pa-in, About forty miles n of Bangkok, on the m, are two is- lands, separated by narrow channel, not 150 feet wide On the s Mer of these is 1 it a Buddhist temple and c and on the other is the country resi of the King of Si of three building the the private and the Chines: palaces. ch is by canals, with which the sected, and which, in pla are enlarged into small artificial lakes. Sluice gates provided between the canal and rive serve to maintain the level of the water i the former, and also for flushing; for, al- though some seventy-two miles from. th sea, the tide rises and falls betwen thre and four feet. Through these gates pass the boats containing the ladies household, who, to escape public notice, landed a few feet from their apartments. The Ko-pra, or landing stage, is a wooden gangway, hinged at both ends, and on a_ pontoon anchored in water dee enough to allow large launches to moc alongside. At the top of the bank is band stand, close against a portico of ¢ ical design, which forms the entrance to the down a narrow haded by mango and tamarind trees. On the occasion of a grand fete, this was the site of an enor- mous device that was used for an electric light illumination. othe sland ts j WHAT IS TRIP EXTRACT? The Process by Which the Odor Flowers is Obtained, From the Philadelphia Times. Flowers that are to be used in the manu- facture of perfumes are always gathered at nightfall or quite early in the morning when the dew is upon them. Before they are gathered, however, receptacles are pre- pared for them in the shape of large frames, over which are stretched cotton cloths well saturated with olive oil or al- mond oil. The cut flowers are brought in, and are thickly spread on a frame; then erother frame is fitted over it, and that in turn is well spread with flowers; then a third frame is fitted over the second spread of fiowers, and thus the work goes on until a huge pile of flowers is prepared. This flower heap is left for two days, at the end of which time the flowers are re- moved from the frames and replaced by fresh ones. The frames are filled and emptied every two days until two weeks have passed. Then the cloths are detached from the frames and placed under great pressure, and all the oll is pressed out of them. The oil thus obtained is heavily charged with the fragrance of the flowers, and it is mixed with double its weight of very pure recfified spirit and put in a vessel called a “digester,” which is simply a porcelain or block-tin kettle that fits in another kettle. When in use the outer ves- sel is filled with boiling water. In this vessel the mixture of ofl and spir- its “digests” for three or four days; then, after having cooled, the spirit ts decanted ot ® i ¢ q | H j F