The San Francisco Call. Newspaper, November 22, 1896, Page 25

THE SAN FRANCISCO CALL, SUNDAY, NOVEMBER 22, 1896. 5 2 Two littie girls have arrived in this port irom the Arctic, after passing two most gorous winters above the seventieth par- allel, and they are as hale and hearty as .any two children who have been spending the same time in comfortable homes in San Francisco. One of them is at the St. Nicholas Ho- tel with her sunt, Mrs, Green, and Cap- -tain Green of the steam whaling bark Alexander, and in the course of an even- i.n;: she can entertain visitors with inter- esting stories of the cheerless, dreary wastes of snow and ice. “I'was homesick and tired of the Arctic; I did not like it all,” she exclaimed, with something suggesting a sigh of relief, in - answer to a request for her impressions of the frozen north. *And I would not play with the Mazinkas,”’ she added after 2 pause; ‘‘they are repulsive. There was nothing but snow and ice, angAt was so cold you could not stay out for an hour. Still, I had lots of fun. I learned to read and write and crochet and sew, and the -officers taught me to cance, and I learned the Mazinkas’ ianguage.” & What appeared funniest of allin that queer regior was the persistent tendency of icecream to become as hard as iron 1f not eaten quickly. It was no trouble to make icecream, but keeping it soft was another matter, especially when chafing dishes were not plentiful. By watching the Indians hunt and fish she grew ex- pert in ocatching salmon trout through holes cut in the ice, and could hold her seat on a sled flying over hummocky snow with any little barbarian. (he two childrén met at Herschel Is- i, where whaling ships make their ater quarters. One was from Honolulu, JMiss Lucie McGuire, the other from Ala~ meda, Miss Dorotay Porter, daughter of Captain Porter of the whaling steamer Jessie Freeman. Lucic and Dorothy were for all the world like two little Esquimaux when they were introduced to each other and told to be playmates—an instruction which was wholly unnecessary, consider- ing the fuct that within the whole Arctic circle there was possibly not another white girl. Lucie was then about eight years and her compazion & year or two younger. They were soon fast friends and together maneged to make the hours pass pleas- ntly in their winter prisons. ved dolls for them and played Esqui- The sailors | u- dogs by hauling them on sledges | lady gave me books, and auntie then JJALE OF MIDWINTER JOY over the snow, or helping them fish; and then when the frigid air compelled every- body to stay aboard ship the tots were amused in various ways. Every lm_!e kindness from the kardy seaman is still remembered, so that the children look back to Herschel Island in midwinter with many pleasurable recollections. There were fifteen vessels in winter quarters at the island, and as six or seven captains were accompanied by their wives, the season was not sodreary as might be expected. Among the cfficers of the ships were musicians, accomplished periormers on the violin, guitar and mandolin, and some Hawaiians and Mexicans, who sang sweetly. Besides, there was more or less talent 1n the way of comedy. The ladies entertained quite liberally, and one ship had a steward, a Japanese, who had filled a similar position on a man-of-war. The ladies made good use of him when they found that he took especial pride in preparing surprises for every | dinner. And so with music, song, comedy, receptions, card parties, private theatricals 'nud banquets, varied on fine days with sled rides, the long northern night and the twilight days were pearable. “But I was tired bf it,” protested little Lucie, “and I often wished to be home again. There was no one to play with but Dorothy, and we had to stay on board ship nearly all the time. It was so cold we could not stay out over an hour, and when the sou’westers blew’the air was full of snow and the mercury dropped to 40 below zero. Then we were like prison- ers for a week at a time. That was not nice."” “Not quite so nice as the sunshine of Honolulu?” “Indeed, no; and I often longed to be there.” The bright Jittle girl was reminiscent by this time and began to relate her ex- periences during two winters in the frozen regions. “I had to wear heavy woclens and my ordinary clothes, and outside them alla dearskin coat to my feet. It was lined with flannel. I had a hood lined with flannel and trimmed with wolverine, also Esquimau boots and dearskin mittens over woolen stockings and gloves, They kept me warm, still I could not stay out long or I would be frozen. When the ship put in at Unalaska for coal and provisions a i taught me to read and write. Idid not pooks and counld write. Was the Mazinka language hard to learn? I don’t know. First I understood what the Mazinkas said and then I spoke their language; it was easy.” Lucy told how the Alexander had sailed through a pass in the Fox Islands of the Aleutian group and through the Bering Sea into the Arctic Ocean, past Point Bar- | know my -alphabet on going into the | row, and cruised as far as Cape Bathurst | Arctic, but on coming out I read ail the | before getting back to Herschel Island for the winter. ‘At Herschel Island,” she continued, | “we settled in a cove for the winter, TWO LITTLE GIRLS IN THE LAND OF | When the sea began to ifreeze the anchor was pulled up and then the steamer was fast. The men built a house over the deck and soon the snow fell and covered the ship and house together. I did not like the short days and twilight, but we had lots of fun all the same. The funniest thing used to be the dogs, acting like pack-mules. The sailors trained the dogs to carry little bags, one on each side, just like saddle-bags, and when the men would ICE. go out fishing they would take the dogs along. Each dog would carry ten fish in the bags, five on each side, and follow one after another the same as mules, When they got tired they would lie down care- fully so that the fish would not be turned out of the bags. After a rest they would start off again and trot home to the ships. I learned to fish lixe the men when the mate eut holes in the ice for me, but that was after the Mazinkas showed me how to catch fish. “The sallors used togo out for deer gen- erally with an officer and a native, and they would nearly always return with a deer on their sled. Then we would have venison for a long time with salmon trout. That was all we wanted for the table with the stores. “Indian traders used to come from 200 miles in the interior with deer meat and skins, and it was lots of fun to see them give everything for matches, tobacco and knives. or whatever they wanted. Some- times they used to ask for soap. I think some of them have learned how to wash and to use soap, but the little Mazinkas | don’t. | *‘Captain Sherman of the Belugza had a sled made for me, but Captain Tilton of the Newport copiea off mine and made one for Dorothy before I got mine, and I was mad. The men used to haul us about | and hitch up dogs for us, and we used to 80 coasting downhill on the island. Once | the sailors hauled us to the fresh water | pond where they got ice about four miles | from the cove. It was fun to see them | Wwith harness over their shoulders run- | ningtwo by two and pulling a long rope with a sled at the end. Mr, Whittaker, a missionary, came from 200 miles in the interior to see us. He had a sled and three dogs, and he used to take Dorothy and me on long rides, He tied us down 50 we wouldn’t fall out. When he left everything was lonely again, though we soon grew to be satisfied with rides around the ships and toboggans down the snow hills. “Killing bears is great fun, too, but I was terribly frightened when I saw the first one. They are all big white fellows, and look like the ice or snow till you see them more. They come out when they smell blubber and have a good feed. We saw one from the ship. He was on the ice rolling over and over and havinga good time after feeding on blubber. My | uncle saw him and went off with men in 2 boat. He crawled over the ice, and when he got near the bear he fired his rifle. The bear rolled over and seemed to be dead, but the rext thing they knew he was in the water and swimming for the boat. "THE PHENOMENON OF LIFE ‘'What of Dreams, in Which Time and Place Pass for Naught It is the enunciated doctrine of our zschools that life is best defined as *a pe- -culidgr-mode of activity, the life of the com- | our marvelous skill in microscopy, vet the | ism called man being the ag- | most powerful microscope at our com- gregate of the vital activity of all its com- | mand is useless in determining whether that each of these compo- | independent ca- | pacity for development and maintenance; | of action of all| plex org ponent parts; nent parts possesses an the harmonious unity * forming the normal life—bealtk.” Such is the explanation of the phenomenon of life given by the schaols. It is further taught that *‘the his- tory of this complex organism is one of incessant change. The man of to-day is + net the man of yesterday, nor will he be ; the man of to-morrow. Physicaland chem- -ical Agencies are at work creating and de- stroying—there is no rest.” An incident occurring during my col- lege daysdid much toward stimulating inguiry, into the phenomenon of life. ~Saturdays were often spent in the search for objects of natural history among the hills and woods. In one of these expedi- tions during an early spring day my com- panior and myself founda cave. The en among the brambles, up a rocky hill. The cave was not un extensive one; simply a crevice in the loose rock formed by tbe interspacing having been washed out by the perco- ter of rains. cavity. We were about leaving Geo~ge, my companion, found a ark object, like a bundle, in a remote C of the cavern. The object proved +to be a small female b and carried our trophy home suspended 4rom a pole carried on ourshoulders. The bear lived for several years, being adopted as the pet of the college. The incident gave rise to much reading upon the subject of hibernation. The curious phenomenon wes made the sub- ject of a lecture by one of the college pro- fessors, who explained it as being ‘‘a sus- pension of certain of the animal func- tions.” The explanation may have proved sat- :efactory to some of the students; to me the- matter was one for the deepest thought. What was it? Why was it that 2 human being could not undergo a like ondition? The bear is a warm-blooded animal; so is the man. How were “cer- tain of the physical functionssuspended” ? 1f the bear, why not the man? The study r . of the evolution of the higher types of | organization, both animal and vegetable, discloses the fact that both are governed by the same *‘mode of activity.”” The primordial cell multiplies itself by du- -plicate subdivision into aggregations of cells, each one the repetition of the other, until, shaped by some power " (not defined in the teachings of any' of the schools), a limit is renched, beyond which a structural dif- ferentiation occurs that, growing more de- cided with development, gives distinction to the type. As between the animal and -the vegetable, orthodox science is silent regarding the similarity or dissimilarity " of their vital force—both have life. . "In the museum at Sutro Park is a vase which contains seeds taken from an Egyp- tian mummy’s case. It was the custom of the Egyptians to place some wheat in the mummy case, €0 that the tenant of the Casket might not want for food. From -one of these mummy cases some wheat - was taken, and placed in the hands of the chief gardener at the Royal Gardens at Kew, in England, who planted the kernels and succeeded in raising from them a crop ‘of strange wheat. What was that con- dition of the seed during the long cen- taries of its repose within the coffin of the kzyptian? Was it life? Of a certaintv \"as not performing any vital function. jher was it dead, for disintegration had "no¥iaken place, Its capacity for living Wwas not impaired, for although it had slumbered during a period marking 3000 seed times, vet its vital force dwelt in it; and under the skillful nursing of an Eng- lish gardener thegrain of wheat harvested by Pharaoh blossomed and bore fruit of its kind for Victoria. What was the shape lngi form of the vitality? ‘I'ne answer re- Quires a keener perception of the subtle | certain component parts of the organism? ns, and we had soon explored the | ear in a state of tor- | por. We secured her bearship with a cord | l forces of nature than attains in-this pres- | ent age. We pride ourselves justly upon | or not a seed of wheat has parted with its vitality, ‘What is that peculiar “mode of activity” known assleep? Is it a suspension of | some of the independent activities by | So far as external phenomena are con- cerned, complete unconsciousness attains in profound sleep. Whbat is this condition, that, virtually suspending o portion of the physical manifestations of life, yet bestows | enhanced power and capability of exercise upon the mental organism? Orthodox science, with all its boasted knowledge, does not explain the dream- life. Thought flows on apparently auto- matically, and often in coherent sequence, uniformity and order. Sometimes the sequence is strangely incongruous, but because it is so, can we say that the means of averting a fantastic dream shall never be known? The process of reasoning may be, and often is, carried on during sleep with more vigor and success than daring and circumstance pass for naught? In dreams the dead are with us alive and well. The oldest of earth’s inhabitants greet us with the familiarity of friends of to-day. Though the languages of the veriod when these ghostly visitors existed as mortal are so deeply buried in antiquity as to be beyond our waking understand- ing, yet in dreamland we hold inteliizent converse with them; space is annihilated; | we are with friends at the very antipodes; we visit strange lands, strange planets even, and with the dream-life vision see much that has no counterpart upon the broad face of the globe. Shut out by sleep from the consciousness of earth-life we see beings unknown to the waking | senses and that have no place in the loug catalogue of earthly species. We cer- tainly see in dream-life things that cannot under any circumstances be said to be borrowed from our wakeful perceptions. We see new and glorious forms of beauty; we hear strains of music sarpassing in di- vine harmony all that ever our waking senses comprehend; we look upon me- chanical forms and devices of which not the slightest conception could by any pos- sibility have occurred to our waking hours. thodox science say they are not? The positive philosophers who refuse to concern themselves with anything save 1phenomenn immediately cognizable by the senses may be, and undoubtedly are, | able to satisfy their spirit of inquiry by | dismissing the “dream” subject asa *‘mani- | festation of energy exhibited by an auto- matic and undirectea development of latent impressions of the cerebrum.” I AS HE SPOKE A CHILD the waking hours. Condorcet in his dream-life solved the difficult mathemati- cal calculations that his wide-awake mind utterly failed to grasp. Condill when engaged in bis *Cours d’Etud quently developed and finished a subject in bis dreams that he had conceived and abandoned in the waking hours from sheer lack of mental capability to con- struct fitting imagery. Coleridge states that bis “Kubla Khan” (pronounced by competent critics to be one of the finest poems known) was composed by him during sleep. ‘What is this condition, this phase, this state, this dream-life, in which time, place TUGGED AT HIS KNEE. quote the language of a distinguished philosopher (?). ‘What is electricity? A manifestation of energy. Are dreams, then, electrical ? These questions are linked with the sim- ple matter I have before alluded to—the sleeping bear—a matter so simple that tke seli-appointea oracles of science look upon itas not worth the consideration. During the siege of Vicksburg, in 1863, Are such things real? Can or- | A S IN THE FRIGID LAND OF THE AURORA Before the men could get away he had one paw upon the boat, and then uncle shot him dead: They tied a rope round the bear's neck and hauled him to the sbip. I'thinkthose bears are very cute. ‘‘But Idid not like to see the men hunt baby walrus, because it was so sad to see the mother catch the young one in her fins and sit up and beg. The mother wal- rus wou'd know when the men with rifles were going to kill the young ones, and they would make the most pitiful moans. Yon would think they could speak, and they’d hold the babies up against their breasts, g0 I could not look at the sailors kill them. ‘‘We had a grand time a year ago last April, when little Helen Herschel Sher- man was born on board the Beluga. Her father is captain of the Beluga. All fifteen ships at the island had their flags flying, and Helen was born under the Americau flag. They calléd her Herschel after the island. She was christened on Sunday, when four days old, by a minister visiting there on his rounds to see the natives. Then we had a party and lots of fun, We also had birthday parties and fancy dress balls. s the Beiuga had the largest deck, l parties and theatricals were given aboard her, ana her big deckhouse was decorated with flags, bunting aad Chinese lanterns. The men would make gouvenirs for each banquet—this is one,” and the interesting child showed a minia- ture slea painted white and containing a yellow satin bag which had been filled with salted almounds. ‘‘These amusements were always in the evenings, though it was hard to tell one part of the day from another. There was so little light I often longed for the sun. In the morning I studied my lessons and needlework and afterward I used togo out coasting or playing, but in the even- ings there was nothing to do, becaunse all the old pecple played cards. “In the summer it was nice enough. I wore a short deerskin coat and a felt nat and woolens trimmed with minx. Her- schel Island is covered with all kinds of pretty flowers — forget-me-nots, poppies and other kinds—and Mr. Warren, who was killed by a whale, used to take me and Dorothy up the hills to gather flowers.” Adfter the excitement attending the kili- ing of the first whale wore off Lucie de- clared she took no interest in whaling, but only longea to be home again- scalp, which quickly healed; but, strange to relate, he totally forgot himself. He did not know his own identity. All mem- ory of his former existence faded. He had no recollection whatever of home or family. For iwenty years this man lived on, with all his former life that occurred pre- vious to his wound a blank. O:herwise he was mentally sound. Then after a lapse of twenty yeurs he was again wounded in the head, this time by a railroad accident He was then operated on by surgeons and* his skull trepanned, when it was found that a sliver of iron was imbedded in his brain (the fragment of a shell). The piece of iron was removed, and then—he utterly forgot evervthing connected with his life of the last twenty years and memory took up the thread at the point where it was broken by the explosion of the shell at Vicksturg. Where had the soldier been during these twenty years? Who was it that occupied his physical cerement dur- ing that time? Was it the same ego? C uld John Smith be held responsible during the twenty years between 1863 and’ 1883 for what John Bmith did prior to 18637 The soul is the essential part of the | human being. Its individuality is a very recent fact in the history of our globe, | and but few souls are really conscious of their individuality. Psychic force has just | begun to assert itself among the higher spheres of terrestrial humanity. The soul | is beyond ail conditions of time and space, | Its human manifestations are shaped by | environments, just as the character of the grain is governed by the conditions of soil and cultivation. In sleep the physical conditions that are molded in waking hours by habit and custom are no longer dominant, and thus the soul! unloosed from the chains of matter roams, or rather drifis—hither, thither—in so-called dreams, Everything in nature has its comple- ment. The magnet has its positive and negative poles. Only in the lower forms are found the possessors of a half of the whole. Many years ago a great teacher said, “There are no marriages in heaven.”” There could not be. The soul is androgy- nous. Itisa complete entity; what, were we to define it according to our physical conception, we should term a hiendea duality. F. M. Crosg, D.Sc. A CHILD'S PLEA It Turned the Scales and Elected Storms to Office The Speaker of the Evening sat in front of the Giobe Hotel, smoking his cigar. The committee, much to his relief, had left bim alone for a minute, as they went to see that everything was arranged at the hall. It was late in the fall and the cam- peign was nearing its close. The crisp night air sent a chill to the bone, and as the Speaker of the Evening drew his warm coat about him his attention was attracted by a child who stood near to his chair, timidly hesitating upon a closer approach. “‘Are you the speaker?”’ piped 'a tremb- ling little child as she drew a step nearer. As a cheerful and reassuring response came in the affirmative, the little one without further hesitancy stepped close to his chair, and just above a whispersaid: “When you make a speech to-night will you say something for my papa? No one has said apything for him, and he is home, sick. My mamma says if some one would only say a word for him, when taey are speaking for all the rest, he might be elected; and mamma says if he isn’t elected she don’t know what we'll do,” “Who is your papa?'’ “Martin Storms.” “What is he running for?” & “I don’t know, but whatever it is, if yon will say something for him, mamma says be will be elected.’” “You sit here a moment,” said the Speaker of the Evening, taking the little, irail flower and placing her in his chair. As he turned around he met the chairman of the County Commitee, who had come to notify him that the band were to tender & soldier was wounded by the explosion of | him a serenade after the meeting. With a shell, a small spicula of the iron missile penetrating the man’s skull. Tne soldier was sent to the hospital and became a puzzle to the surgeons.+ He was thought 10 have received only an abrasion of the litile heed to what was said, he asked: “Who js Martin Storms?” *Oh, he’s a worthiess fellow we nomi- nated for Township Justice as a sort of | embarked joke'? | “His nomination a joke?” votes.” the chair where the child was waiting. “You may tell your mamma that I will speak for your papa to-night.” As be said this, the child sobbed with | joy and, throwing her little, bony arms around his neck, kissed him again and again, The dim light on the porch prevented tear or two that night, and if he had he may not have asked the question or received the reply which followed. “Who was that?” “The child upon whom you have played a joke,” answered the Speaker of the Evening, as he turned abruptly ana went to his room in the hotel. The meeting opened that night with its usual preliminaries, and as the Speaker of the Evening advanced there was not one in the audience who did not feel that something out of the usual run of political speeches was coming. It was out of the usual run. It was a speech of a lifetime—a speech which left impressions of a lifetime. 1f poor Martin Storms could have heara what was said about him that night he would have felt that the compensation for all his troubles in life had been complete. When the Speaker of the Evening closed there was not a dry eye in the house or a heart that had not made some resolution concerning the candidacy of Martin Storms. There was no serenade that night, and Careless -Driving. as the Speaker of the Evening climbed the stairs to his room he found a httle bunch of colorless flowers at his door, that was all; but the day after the election he re- ceived word that Martin Storms had run ahead of his ticket. Jupsox Brusie. The funeral of a workman in Japan costs from 3s6d to5s. The coffin is sup- plied for 1s; for cremation, 3s is paid, and the mourners cheer themselyes with refreshments which cost about &d, and sometimes go as high as a shilling. = I G = Clive was only a little over 20 when he on his career of conquest of India, ‘‘Of course, why? He won't get adozen “We will see about that,'' said the Speaker of the Evening, as he returned to the County Committeeman from seeing a | ON GENTILITY AND HORSES Some Pertinent Suggestions About the Way of a Driver With His Horse ‘We hear 2 gopd deal nowadays of the thoughtlessnesd and rudeness of wheel- men, who, more than almost any other class of people it sometimes seems, appear to look upon the thoroughfares of city and country alike as existing for their ex- clusive use. I am inclined to think, how- ever, that the wheelman, and when I say wheelman I mean regardless of sex a rider of the bicycle, is only a greater nuisance than the horseman because he is just now more numerous. It almost seeras as if there is something in the possession of a horse that has a ten- dency to make us forget the rights not only of less favored individuals on foot, but of other riders and drivers besides ourselves. Some time ago I was one of a small party of riders who were cantering along | a country road. Suddenly one restive | horse broke into a run, and in an instant the others had followed suit, and we were rushing along, pell-mell, helter-skelter around a slight bend in the rosd. When this was reached we saw before us a hand- some phaeton, drawn by a big, fat, well- groomed horse. A lady was driving and she peered out anxiously, as she heard the clattering hoofs of our party. The horse heard the clatter as well, and was prancing and rearing with excitement. ‘We were so close that pulling up was out of the question, so we did the next best thing and got by as quickly as possible. But when our animals were once more under control and without a thought but that my companions would do the same I rode back to apologize for what had been our unavoidable discourtesy. I was sur- prised to find that no one else in the party seemed to consider this necessary. ‘‘Peo- ple should not drive animals that are likely to be rattled by the approach of a galloping horse and we couldn’t have stopped, anyway,” said one. The obvious reply to this that people should not ride horses that they cannot stop seemed to be regarded as a non sequitur. The riders in this case were all women, bat I have seen men do things equally outrageous with no apparent idea that the rights of others should be respected. Only a day or two ago I saw a rider bear down at full gallop upon a younggirl who was pushing a baby carriage across the sireet. He had nearly a block in which to pull up, but he never drew rein, so the girl drew back. The horse’s flying feet missed the carriage by a line and senta sbower of mud into the baby’s face. Cer- tainly no bicycle-rider ever perpetrated a greater outrage. There is alaw in England requiring an- equestrian to pull up and pass an unat- tended lady at a walk. This'even if she is berself on horseback. Some such law we should have in this country for the pro- tection of women and children, if not ail pedestrians, from the carelessness of rid- ers and drivers. To be sure thereis un- doubted truth in the argument that pe- destrians should be on the lookout. The man on foot has the advantage over the one who is riding or driving a horse, that he has only his own movements to control | and can siop, turn back or hasten much more promptly than the horseman can niake his charge do any of these things; but whether the pedestrian does this or not the horseman should never fail to rec- ognize his own responsibilitylin the matter. Inparticular does the average horseman, if he suspects that he has done any dam- dge by careless driving, deem his one duty to be to get out of sight. Itisseldom that one turns back to render assistance when he has been the cause of an accident. The driver who goes alonga “main tray- eled road” reading is the bete noir of the highway. Such an act ought to render a man liable to summary arrest. It would seem as if the commonest regard for pub- Iic safety would show any man the improe priety of reading while driving, yet when= ever I take my drive abroad I am almost sure to encounter at least one such of- fender. Indeed, I was recently obliged to turn to the left, across an electric track, to avoid a driver who, perched upon the seat of a huge wagon, was busily improving his mind, oblivious of the fact that his team of great driught horses had strayed to the wrong side of the road and were entirely out of their right of way, while his whole attention was engrossed by the newspaper spread upon his leather-aproned knees, The woman who takes a friend out for a drive and becomes engrossed in conversa- tion, to the forzetfulness of her horse, is another offender against the equities, but not more so than are the irresponsible lads who drive our milk and grocery wagons. Two such I saw, some time since, cut in across the way of a lady whe was driving, turn their vehicles in sucha way that she could neither drive forward nor back out, and then stop. She was obliged to rein up and wait until the two friends had finished the conversation for which they had halted. Then they drove on and allowed her to do the same. . The two men who halt their horses and, with their wagons side by side, proceed to discuss the political situation are known to every driver. They are as ubiquitous a nuisance as the man who goes througha crowd with his umbrella under his arm. Then there is the driver who turns ont to pass you, and having got his horse’s head past your animal’s, immediately turns back into the road, to the imminent peril of your horse’s legs. There is noth- ing discourteous in going ahead of an- other driver when the road 1s wide enough to admit of the maneuver, but whoever does it should bear in mind that the horse which he is passing is not standing still, but moving forward, and that allowance should be made, in coming back to the middle of the road, not only for having passed the slower equipage but'for the distance which the horse has probably traveled while you were passing it. If you turn back into your track too gquickly your hind wheels are likely to graze this horse’s forelegs. i Then, too, some drivers havea way of whipping ‘up as soon as they realize that they are passed and there is a chance that you may not hold your vantage after all, but will, instead, come into unexpected collision with your neighbor’s wheels. Now that the rains are with us again th°re are mud puddles to encounter every now and again, and the woman who de- sires to shine in the eyes of her fellows as possessing some lingering ideas of cour- tesy, even although she rides or drive: horse, will never let hersteed go splashing through one of these, sending a disagree- able shower of soiling drops up into the faces of passers-by. Certainly there isno time when a gen- tleman may so appropriately offer his- services or a lady so frankly accept them as when the latter is haying difficulty with a horse, and no pride in equestrienne skill or hesitation on the score of eti- quette need preven . her from dceepting them. ' On the other hand, however, a lady will never presume upon the general opinion in which women drivers'are held, in claiming more than is her due in right of way. I have seen feminine drivers hold calmly on their way, up the wrong side of a thoroughfare, making heavy teams and light rigs alike make way for them, know- ing perfectly well that they were in the wrong, but sure in the knowledge that the average man will always turn out for them. I should hate to see any accident, but it sometimes seems to me that it might be well could such drivers have one or two galutary lessons, Miss RUSSELL, ~