2 OREGON BUILDING AT WORLD'S FA*R.
The building that Oregon is erecting for the Panaifia-Pacific exposition at San Francisco will be a rustic copy
of the famous Parthenon. Its columns, however, instead of being of marble, are of huge logs cut from the Oregon
forests. The building is 150 by 250 feet.
Typnord and Cocoanut Milk.
An English writer tells of a colored
woman in Trinidad who was dying, be
yond all hope, of typhoid, and pleaded
to be allowed to drink of cocoanut
juice. She was beyond the reach of
good or harm, so she had her cocoanuts
and drank the juice, not of one but of
eight in succession—perhaps a gallon
of liquid, and the orgie indisputably
6aved her life.
Hearing Heart Beats.
If you hear your heart beat in one
ear, as many persons do. it is no proof
of anything wrong with the heart. It
is much more likely to be a local defect
such as chronic catarrh of the middle
ear or stiffness and retraction of the
drum. This on the authority of Dr.
Robert H Bnbcock of Chicago.
Thanks For His Money.
Weekle-So Slippsv is a defaulter
eh? Deckle So they say Weeuie
By George. I always wondered win n
said "Thank von so pleasantly everv
time 1 made a deposit!
Leave It In the Inkstand
When one is tempted to write a clev
er but harsh thing, though it may be
difficult to restrain it. it is always bet
ter to leave it in the inkstand.
We shall not find it so dttticilt to
love our enemies if we begin by pity
tng tbetn.
RUSSIA'S IMPERIAL INFANTRY.
Photo by American Press Association.
This is a picture of the czar's troops made in Galicia.
A Hard One.
"When,"' he demanded, "will you pay
this bill?"
Smiling, we waved him toward our
confrere.
"You must ask." we said, "the puz
zle editor."—Exchange.
Lithium.
Fure lithium, which is the lightest
metal known, has at present no practi
cal use.
PRINCIPAL STREET OF LOUVAIN, BELGIUM.
Photo by American Press Association.
This shows La Rue des Cordes after the destruction of Louvain by German artillery.
MEN OF STONE.
Queer Figures Dot the Crest of the
Superstitious Mountains.
Among the natural wonders of the
south western portion of this country
are the Superstitious mountaius. which
loom up from the arid desert to the
east of the Salt river valley.
These mountains are so curious that
the Indians will have notli'ug to do
with them. In consequence they are
full of deer, bear and other big game.
The Superstitious mountains rise out
of the level surface of the desert like
the pyramids of Egypt.
On the crest of this unique range and
in full view of the rarefied atmosphere
for an immense distance from the plain
are hundreds of queer figures, repre
senting men in all attitudes. When
you look fi"t you are sure they are
men. and when you turn your gaze
again to theui von are as absolutely
certain of it as you i„ of anything.
They represent ball throwers, out
looks, mere viewers of the country
roundabout, men recumbent and con
templative. others starting a foot race
and in every conceivable posture and
position. They are not real flesh and
blood men. however—nothing but stone
syenite —yet nothing can convince the
Indians that they are not genuine.
They say they a-Je real mortals turned
to stone, petrified by the peculhr con
dlflpn of tbo nir in the mountsi
Murder Comparisons.
In Italy there are about 2.500 mur
ders annually. Russia about 2,400 and
Spain about 1.000.
Finesse.
"What did you tell your wife when
you got home from the club last
night r
"I told her she was the sweetest
t
woman in the world." Spokane
Spokesman Review.
MADE THE REPORTER BLUSH.
When the House of Lords Adjourned
at His Suggestion.
There is a good Fleet street story,
says a writer in the London Daily Citi
zen, of how a reporter ouce adjourned
the house of lords. He had worked in
the gallery of the house of lords for
about a quarter of a century, and It
may be that familiarity had dimmed
bis sense of reverence. One day there
had been a stodgy little debate with a
dozen members in tbe house, and the
reporter, with his colleagues perched
in the gallery, was thoroughly sick of
the whole business. His feelings found
outlet in a muttered remark as some
noble lord on the cross benches rose to
continue the debate.
"Why don't you move the adjourn
ment?" said the reporter to himselt.
He said it louder than he Intended,
and the words reached the noble lord
who had just risen. He on his part
believed the words to be a private hint
addressed to him from the lord chan
cellor, and, feeling that he could not
disregard the suggestion, he said. "My
lords, I move the adjournment of the
debate."
Instantly the lord chancellor was on
his feet from the woolsack, and their
lordships' house rose for the day.
Hardened as was the reporter, it is
stated that as be went out he was
blushing at his achievement.
Cheerful.
A certain philosopher used to thank
his lucky stars when he had the gout
that it was not the toothache, and
when he had the toothache he gave
thanks because he had not both com
plaints at once.
Our Language.
"Hello. Kitty! Anything going on
here now?" "Yes—a lot of things cbm
ing off this wpek."—Boston Transcript
A WATER
RESCUE
By LOUISE B. CUMMINGS
George MaeElroy spent his summers
on the Atlantic coast and always own
ed some sort of boat. The first he
owned was a skiff with a leg-o'-mutton
sail; the second was a dory, rigged in
the same way; the third a twenty foot
single sticker, and when he reached
the age of twenty his father gave him
a yacht, capable of sleeping haifa
dozen persons comfortably.
George found it ali he could do to
run his yacht on his limited income.
Indeed, he could not have done so at
all had he not been his own captain,
quartermaster, cabin boy and cook for
the greater part of the time. Once
while laying up near New York he was
attacked and robbed by river pirates.
He at once provided himself with
arms, Including a couple of small can
non for'ard and a single gun of great
er caliber astern, which he called
Long Tom. After getting aboard this
armament he felt easier. Unless sur
prised he felt that he could stand off
any ordinary gang. But to avoid lone-
liness he took into his service Cyrus
Barker, a boy of fifteen, who was at
home on the water and ill at ease on
land.
One hot July day, when there was
no wind, George was moving under the
power of his motor engine, making to
ward Portland, Me., from the south.
He had the lighthouses on his port
quarter standing out white in the sun.
but he was rather interested in a
yacht to the westward of him. She
was some seventy tons burden and
very trim. No one but a rich person
could have afforded to run her. While
MacElroy was looking at her the flag
flying from her stern was lowered and
raised again, union down, which is a
signal of distress. It remained flying
for about a minute, when it was hauled
down and replaced as it had been be
fore.
George was puzzled. The yacht was
moving along at a steady rate of about
eight knots and did not seem in any
way crippled. There was no likelihood
of illness aboard or want of supplies
for Portland was within MI hours s.ti;
The signal seemed to be for the llopi
—George's yacht—for lie was much
nearer than any other vessel t<> tin
boat that had signaled. Somethin.
must be wrong aboard of her.
George pointed the Hope to incline
toward the signaling yacht. When the
flag was righted it had been done in a
hurry, as though some one was offend
ed that it had been put up union down.
Perhaps persons were aboard who
needed assistance. If so it behooved
the skipper of the Hope to keep a
sharp lookout and be on his guard at
the same time.
In the course of an hour the Hope
was sailing directly astern of the yacht
and about a mile distant. Cy Barker
was on the forecastle and sang out
that there was a woman's sunshade
floating on the water ahead. George
put the Hope on a line with it, and on
reaching it Cy picked it up. It had
been used to buoy a bottle containing
a note written in a woman's hand:
Help! I am kidnaped by my guardian,
who is taking me to an insane asylum.
EMMA BORLAND.
"Here's an adventure and no mis
take." said George to Cy. "I've count
ed three men on the yacht, and we
don't know how many more there
are, but we've got guns and ammuni
tion enough to sink her, and we must
effect a rescue. She's evidently not
going into Portland; she'll probably
lose herself among the islands to the
eastward—that is, if she's trying to
throw any one off the track. We must
catch her before dark or lose her. Get
up the ammunition for the two fore
ward barkers and load them."
George put on all his power and
gained rapidly on the yacht, whose
name —the Swallow—now appeared on
her stern. She did not seem to fear
the Hope till George sent a shot after
her, which he aimed to go a cable's
length to the starboard, and then so
great was the surprise of her crew
that they didn't seem to know what
to do. But presently another shot,
still nearer, caused them to shut off
their power. George when he came
within hailing distance did the same.
"What do you want?" was called
from the Swallow.
"The person of Emma Borland."
"On what authority?"
"On the authority of myself. Send
her to me in a boat or I'll rake you
fore and aft I've three big guns
aboard."
There was evidently a prolonged con
sultation on the Swallow. What was
said, whatever their reasons for as
senting to his demand, George did not
know, but presently a boat pot out
and was pulled for the Hope. George
and Cy kept it covered with rifles.
When it came alongside there sat a
rery pretty girl and her maid. George
helped them aboard, the boat pulled
back to the Swallow, and she sailed
away.
Miss Borland had got one of the
crew, who was at the wheel, on her
side, and he permitted her to hoist a
distress signal.
George took the women to Portland
and engaged a lawyer for Miss Bor
land, who bad no difficulty in estab
lishing her sanity. Her guardian left
for pajts unknown and has not been
since heard from.
George now runs a much finer yacht
than the Hope, but it required the
fortune of Emma Borland to buy and
run it She gave it to him with her
self for the inestimable service he
had done her.
VIVID STORIES OF
SUBMARINE ONSET
Told by Survivors of Los!
British Cruisers.
SPLENDID HEROISM SHOW'E!
Men Fighting For Their Lives In
Sea After Torpedoes' Deadly V\
Shouted Cheering Messages to
Another —"Germans Came Right
Under Noses of Cur Guns."
Survivors tells graphic stories of t
destruction of the British armor*
cruisers Aboukir, llogue and Cre.-s.
Describing the sinking of the Cress
Chief Gunner Dougherty said:
"Suddenly I heard a great crash an
saw the Aboukir heeling over and gi
iug down rapidly. We came to th
conclusion that she had been struci
by a torpedo, and kept a sharp loot
out for these craft while steaming t>
the assistance of the Aboukir.
"The Hogue was also closing up t<
ward the sinking ship with the objec
of assisting the crew, who were drop
ping into the water, when we heart
a second crash. As the llogue bega i
to settle we knew that she also ha
been torpedoed.
"As wo drew near, some one shoute
to me, 'Look out, sir. there's a sut
marine on our port beam!'
"She was about 400 yards away, i
took careful aim at her and she dis
appeared. l T p she came again so
fired my third shot and smashed l>
the top of the conning tower.
Let Out a Great Shout of Joy.
"The standing by shouted, 'She*'
hit, sir!' and then they let out agree
cheer as the submarine sank, ant
while she was going down two Germ.:
sailors floated up from her, both swim
ming hard.
"After that we shot at a trawl,
which was 1,000 yards away and e*
dentl.v a German boat in disguise, <1
recting operations. We hit her wit
the first* shot and sot her on tire.
"By this time we already had beei
struck by one torpedo, but the dam
age was not in a vital spot and vr i
should have kept afloat all light. Wt
saw another submarine on our star
board side and made a desperate effort
to get her, but failed, and her to?
pedo got home in our engine room.
"Then the Cressy began to turn
over, and this I will say for the men.'
said Mr. Dougherty proudly, "they act
ed like British sailors, and those win
died died as a Briton should.
"Our captain was on the bridge, and
in these critical minutes he spoke some
words of advice to the crew. 'Keep
cool, my lads, keep cool.' he said in it
steady voice. 'Pick up a spar, ray
lads, and put it under your arm. That'll
help you to keep afloat until the de
stroyers pick you up.'
Water Thick With Drowning Men.
"They were discharging torpedoes at
us while the water was thick with
drowning men. When 1 dropped into
the sea. clinging to a bit of wood,
there were men all around me. We
shouted cheery messages to one an
other. I was afloat for four hours."
Says a Muiden, Holland, dispatch to
the London Daily Chronicle:
"The men of the Aboukir afloat in the
water hoped for everything from the
arrival of her sister cruisers, and all
survivors agree that when these also
sank many gave up the struggle for
life and went down. An officer told
me that when swimming, after having
lost his jacket in the grip of a drown
ing man, his chief thought was that
the Germans had succeeded in sinking
only three comparatively obsolete
cruisers which shortly would have
been scrapped anyway.
"Twenty-four men were saved on a
target which floated off the Hogue's
deck. The men were gathered on it
for four hours waist deep in water.
"The daring of Germans was
amazing. They must have seen us a
long way off. We could not see them,
and they came right up under the noses
of onr guns."
SUGGESTS WARTIME DIET.
Macaroni and Cheese an Ideal Meat
Substitute, Says Health Board.
A New York health department bul
letin urges people to depend on maca
roni and cbeese instead of meat as tbe
Idea! "wartime diet."
Dr. Marion B. McMillan, chief of the
food inspection bureau of the board of
health, says that, for many persous
who are unable to buy sufficient quan
tities of meats to sustain their fami
lies, macaroni and cheese would be an
ideal food.
"Let the American housewife take
a lesson from her Italian cousin and
learn the many palatable dishes to be
made from macaroni and spaghetti."
says the bulletin. "Very few realize
the amount of nourishment contained
in an average helping (two heaping ta
blespoon fuls) of macaroni baked with
cheese. Such a helping contains three
times as much nourishment as a slice
of lean roast beef and is practically
equal t> the latter in building up mus
cle, bone and siu-w. Study the follow
: ing comparison •
"Roast beef (lean). A helping (100
grams) contains 150 calories, of which
00 calories are protein.
"Macaroni baked with cheese. A
helping (150 gramsi contains 450 calo
ries, of which 80 calories are protein.
"Smash the high cost of living. Meat
ever? day is unnecessary.**
AN OPTICAL ENIGMA.
Why Is It the Human Eye Sees Things
Right Side Up?
Just why we are able to see things
right side up Is a mystery whieb
science has not yet been able to ex
plain.
We know that the human eye in
volves the same optical principles as a
camera. Owing to the fact that light
always travels in a straight line and
never in a curve, the rays which em
anate from any object within our
range of vision have to descend and
ascend in order to travel into the nar
row opening in the eye which corre
sponds to the camera's lens.
These rays tinaily reach a point
where they intersect. Continuing on in
straight lines, their relative position be
comes just the reverse of what they
.vere when they left the object seen.
Thus the image register on the retina
of your eye is topsyturvy. just as it is
on the photographic plate in a camera.
If you are looking at a house, for in
stance. the image your eye gets will
show tiie chimneys down below, the
foundation walls up above, and so on.
Hut the impression your brain gets
reveals the house right side up unless
you happen to be afflicted with a rare
disorder, which results in everything
always appearing topsyturvy.
During the infiuitesimally short pe
riod required to tlash the image seen
from the eye's retina to the brain all
the light rays which created the image
are reassembled and put back in their
proper places, so that the brain sees
the object as it really is and not in the
topsyturvy form it was registered on
the retina, .lust how this miracle is
performed is what science would like
to And out—New York American.
GRAVESTONE LUNCHEONS.
One of the Curious Sights of New
York's Financial District.
In old Trinity churchyard, where
Robert Fulton and Alexander Hamil
ton lie buried, dozens of girls can be
seen through the pickets of the bronze
fences every day enjoying their noon
day lunches amid the tombs of the
old time New Yorkers. All about are
high skyscraping otliee buildings. The
elevated trains clatter and bang over
head. and on Broadway the trolley's
gongs add tumult to the roar of the
city. Within the old churchyard all
is peace and quiet. It is here that the
girls from these big otliee buildings
come of a noontime to eat their lunch,
"far from the madding crowd," yet
within a hand's reach of the hustle of
i roadway.
It was only a few years ago that.
Imie girl, a typewriter in a nearby
office building, chanced to let her eyes
fall over the gravestones of old Trinity.
They did not bring thoughts of ghosts
to her mind—they only made her think
that it would be lovely if she could eat
her lunch among such peaceful scenes.
The next day she and a girl friend
brought their lunches. They entered
the churchyard and. seeking a secluded
spot behind the old church, sat down
on an old tomb and began to eat their
sandwiches. Nobody objected. The
next day they came again. Other girls,
emerging from stuffy restaurants, saw
them and resolved to imitate them.
The next day there were half a dozen
j there, and nowadays, when the noon
hour is bright and sunny, the number
has increased to sometimes seventy
five.—New York Cor. Pittsburgh Dis
patch.
Equality of Sex.
There Is a little girl in Springfield.
Mass., who. like many of her sex, re
sents the imputation that the feminine
mind is not so strong as the masculine.
One day her mother remarked on the
apparent luck of intelligence in a hen.
"You can't teach a hen anything."
she said. "They have done more harm
to the garden than a drove of cattle
would. You can teach a cat. a dog or a
pig something, but a hen—never!"
"H'm!" exclaimed the child indig
nantly. "1 think they know just as
much as the roosters!"— Youth's Com
panion.
Mystery of the Stomach.
"Why does not the stomach digest it
self?" is a question often asked. The
Journal of the American Medical As
sociation confesses that the reason has
not yet been found. There are many
theories, but not one of them is entirely
satisfactory, and we are still unable
to say more than Hunter said moic
than a century ago. "that these living
cells remaia intact under such circum
stances 'becaUao they are alive.'
New York World.
Honesty the Best Policy.
Doubtless *he sorest man In the
United States today is the fellow who
dropped his purse, containing $9O.
while he was robbing a chicken coop,
and who is afraid to claim his prop
erty. Verily, honesty is the best pol
icy.—Pittsburgh Chronicle-Telegraph.
Something Learned.
Farmer Clapole—Has that city feller
who bought Stone's farm learned any
thin' yit7 Farmer Sands—Wall, he's
Jarnt it don't do no good ter try ter
make apple butter in a churn.—Judge.
A Missing Man.
"What has become of the old fash
ioned man," asks tlie Cincinnati En
quirer, "who used to wear a yard of
rrape on his hat?" Perhaps he's mar
ried again.—Toledo Blade.
Both Bad.
"Is there anything worse than owing
money you can't pay?"
"Yes; being owed money you can't
collect."—Boston Transcript
No one of us may do that which if
lone by all would ruin society.