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LIGHTS OF SHINAGAWA BAY
Physical Phenomena in Japanese Wa-
ters Said to Have Been Caused by
Countless Animalculi.
Strange lights hover over the waters
of Japan at various places. The burp-
ing spring that appears at intervals
of several years in one of the land
locked bays is a natural phenomenon
that has attracted the attention of the
scientific worl® A new and curious
spectacle made its appearance in Shi-
nagawa bay recently, when a myriad
of pale green lights shone in the placid
waters and attracted thousands of spec-
tators to the shore, East and West
News states.
The savants of Japan are giving
much attention to this curious freak
of nature. One college professor
likened the exhibition to the innum-
erable lights off the coast of Chikusen
and Chikugo in Kyushu. The latter
lights, however, are: of a yellow-red, !
orange color, whereas those in Shinag- |
awa bay were pale green. :
Doctor Kishigami of the college of !
agriculture in the Tokyo imperial uni- |
versity collected a quantity of water '
from the bay. He has declared that
the light is caused by countless ani-
malculi. He describes these iusects |
as gymnogyniums, belonging to the |
class Flagellata. Each measures one |
twelve-hundredth of an inch and has |
an alimentary canal. These insects |
must have been always present in the
waters of that bay, but an excess of
vegetable matter in the water so fat- |
tened and stimulated the animalculi
that they became unusually luminous.
The learned professor cites the appear-
ance of the same phenomena at Ham-
burg in 1830, since which time nc'
rocord exists of its recurrence unti!
lately. The insects live at the bot-
tom of the sea and come to the surface
on rare occasions for oxyger.
‘GOOD OF COMPANY MANNERS
:Obviates Arguments, Harsh Language,
Criticisms and Other Features
in Ordinary Home Life.
There isn’t any trouble in the home
when there is company in the house.
Everything runs smoothly, as a rule,
avers the Columbus Dispatch. The
children are better behaved, regard-
less of what mother says about it;
father is more patient. There is no
quarreling among the children—when
there is company. Everything is clean-
.er, and more orderly, and voices are
‘lowered, and correct language is used.
.. Which is to say. wouldn't it be a
blessed good thing to have “company
manners” in the home all the time? To
have the breakfast pass off as quietly;
to have as little harsh language; to do
away with the usual family criticisms
—wouldn’t it be glorious if we used
“company manners” whether there is
company present or not? |
It would be an awful strain for a!
while, to be sure. The whole family is!
under a strain when there's company
in the house. But the general effect!
‘would justify the strain. There would |
come a time when it wouldn't be any
‘strain at all; it would become a habit.
Table manners would be improved,
conversation would be more rational,
criticism would be less bitter, dispo-
sitions would mature with the sweet-
ness of ripened fruit that has grown
in the sunlight.
When Nobel Cut His Finger.
The great war-might be traced back
to Nobel's cut finger, E. E. Slosson
writes in the New York Independent. |
Alfred Nobel was a Swedish chemist
—and a pacifist. One day while work-
ing in the laboratory he cut his finger,
as chemists are apt to do, and again!
as chemists are apt to do, he dissolved |
some guncotton in ether alcohol and
swabbed it on the wound. At this
point, however, his conduct diverges
from the ordinary, for instead of stand-
ing idle, impatiently waving his hand
th the air to dry the film as most peo-
ple, including chemists, are apt to do,
he put his mind on it and it occurred
to him that this sticky stuff, slowly
hardening to an elastic mass, might
be just the thing he was hunting as
an absorbent and solidifier of nitro-
glycerin. So instead of throwing away
the extra collodion that he had made.
he mixed it with nitroglycerin and
found that it set to a jelly. The “blast-
ing gelatin” thus discovered proved to
be so insensitive to shock that it could
be safely transported or fired from a
cannon. This was the first of the
high explosives that have been the
chief factor in the great war.
To Remodel Japanese Army.
The return of distinguished Japan-
ese officers who have been in Europe
studying the latest military tactics on
the battlefronts will be followed by
army reorganization, reports the To-
kyo Jiji. Under the new system one
division will consist of three regi-
ments instead of four, as now, and a
force composed of two reorganized di-
visions will become the fighting unit
of the Japanese army. Increase in |
the number of regiments is not con- |
templated, but the number of divi-
sions will be necessarily augmented.
Whether or not the new formation
will be seen in the forthcoming an-
nual maneuvers is unannounced. The
military arsenal at Tokyo is preparing |
to build airplanes for army use, and
an appropriation of $3.750,000 will be
asked from the diet. The exact type
of airship has not been decided.
| IDEAS ABOUT AGE ARE WRONG
Writer Complains That World Thinks
of All Men As If They
Were Young.
It is the fashion nowadays to speak
of a youth of eighteen as if he were a
child, and of a man of thirty-five as
if he were yet growing. The ancients
had no such ideas, and it has taken
the lack of seriousness of the past
three or four generations to spread
them as they are. I often remember
with pleasure a reference of Guy Pa-
tin—the charming literary physician
of the seventeenth century—to a M.
Lenglet, a man of twenty-six, pro-
fessor of rhetoric at the College d'Har-
court, rector of the Paris university.
Guy Patin says a man of twenty-six,
as he might have said a man of forty-
six; there is not the least intention of
contrasting this man’s years with his
high position.
supposed either, to be a crude youth,
and the French revolutionists—most
of them men between twenty-five and
thirty-ive—were never taxed with
immaturity.
We think of all men who are not
elderly as if they were young men,
liable, to the mistakes of young men,
and this not infrequently leads them
to act as if they really were very
young men. But most lads of seven-
teen are clear about their ethical code,
and who is there who has gathered
some experience, and has not found
that the possibility of foregoing the
cleanliness of their souls is more un-
pleasant to them than to most of their
seniors ?—Ernest Dimmet, in Atlantic
Monthly.
JUST PART OF DAILY GRIND
Wounds and Death Mere Incidents to
American Soldiers When Duty
Sounds Its Call.
There were four of them, and their
mission was to transport a machine
gun to a wooded hilltop commanding
the enemy lines. It was not very far
‘to look at. But they had to crawl the
entire distahce under fire. All night
iong they crawled, except when they
frcze into stillness under the light of
the star shells. Before they were half-
way there, two of them were wounded
snd had to work their way back to the
i lines over the same perilous ground.
The other two kept on. The danger
increased as they approached the top
of the hill. Both of them were bleed-
ing from flesh wounds. Both were
spent with the exertion of the long as-
cent dragging their gun. But their
only thought was to do what they had
come to do. Just at dawn they round-
ed the top of the hill. The first thing
they saw were two German officers
standing with binoculars sweeping the
American lines. Quick as thought,
without waiting to place their gun, one
“Yank held it while the other firea. |
The officers went down, and the enemy !
guns woke up. The two boys made
rover with their gun and answered the
fire. Before the day had fairly broken,
they had “cleaned out” the nest or
enemy guns and had their own gun
advantageously placed.
This is just an ordinary episode of
daily life at the front.—From a Red
Cross Scrap Book.
Aerial Postal Service.
Negotiations for aerial postal serv-
lce have been completed between the
British and Dutch governments, and
Holland is very busy making final ar-
rangements. The journey from Amn-
sterdam to London would take but ome
and one-half or two hours. The Dutch
military airmen, who have been in
training since the beginning of the
war, are to act as pilots and the min- ;
istry of war is lending full co-opera-
tion to the scheme. On the same lines
an air service between Amsterdam and
Groigen is also being arranged. Ground
for large airdromes is being prepared
hear the Dutch metropolis.—Scientific |
American,
Austrian Child-Slaves.
The report of a parliamentary com-
mittee appointed to investigate condi-
tions surrounding child labor in Aus-
tria discovered a most deplorable con-
dition, according to the Arbeiter Zei-
tung of Vienna. More than one-third
of all schoolchildren are engaged in
some kind of work. In some districts
all the children of school age are work- |
ing. Out of every 100 schoolchildren
between six and eight years, 18 are at
work; between nine and ten, 35; be- |
tween eleven and twelve, 50, and be-
tween thirteen and fourteen, 52. Two-
fifths of these children have been
working from the time they were five
or six years old.
Accurate Shooting.
In France a German plane, Swoop- |
ing around a farmhouse, was startled
and soon driven away by very accurate
rifle fire. At least the firing was ac-
curate enough to convince Fritz that
he was in no safe neighborhood.
But he didn’t know that the rifle
was being handled by a lieutenant col-
onel in the American army, who, en-
raged at the audacity of the hostile
| birdman, grabbed the weapon and soon
had the “supremacy of the air” in that
particular locality well under control.
One Way Out.
Two bluejackets were in the.wash-
room washing clothes, preparatory to
the weekly inspection. They were both
regulars and had enlisted for four
years. One of them had been in the
service one year, and was rather tired
of being on the station so long, and
expressed his sentiments to that effect.
The other, looking up at his discon
teated “hbuddie,” said, “Well, if you
don't like it, give three years’ notice
and quit the navy.”
William Pitt was not |
“Too Old”
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By VICTOR REDCLIFFE
GNI INNING
[4 OPPDPIINIIIIINIAI
(Copyright, 1918, Western
Newspaper Union.)
“You see the big entrance to the
factory. Beyond, a great broad stair-
way leading to the offices. After that
the draughting rooms. Then building
after building, pattern lofts, machine
rooms, molding floors. © Well, thirty
years, boy and man, I’ve gone up those
stairs. kept going till I mounted high-
er and higher, and became superintend-
ent, then—follow me a bit, and ™
ture:”
Thus Gabriel Purcell, sturdy old dis-
ciplinarian of fifty. He did net look
it, he did not feel it. His voice was
clear as a clarion note, his eye was
full of fire and power. Just a wee
ter.
He carried a magnificent gold-head-
ed cane under his arm, disdaining its
use as a support and only taking it
with him for company because it was
the cherished gift of some cheap
shovel men in the factory, who loved
Gabriel Purcell led his companion, an
S——
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show you the other side of the pic-
stoop of the shoulders threw the stal- |
wart figure out of direct plumb line, '
and the silvering hair was touched |
with the first frost of time and win-
him and his just, helpful way as if |
he had been an own father to them. |
| old-time friend. making a brief visit .
' to the town, around the great stone
. wall inclosing the plant, and then
| swung his cane to where a long steep | ?
| could. He was surprised, pleased and
| gratified to note the glad, sincere wel-
chute ran from the upper floor of the
, tin specialty shops to the barren rear
vard. Down it was now pouring the
“The dump head—see it, Farleigh?”
questioned the old man bitterly.
“That's me—in at the front, rushed
through, worked out and thrown on
the dump head!” :
At that same hour Thomas Wynne,
head of the great Wynne company, sat
facing his attorney in his private of-
fice.
Purcell is Oslerized,” submitted the
latter.
| “Don’t use the word jauntily, Ran-
scraps. refuse. waste of the factory. .
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furnaces. The entire property be
longed to Purcell, but was of little
apparent value. He greeted Mr. Ran-
dall civilly.
“I've come from your best friend,”
spoke the lawyer. “He wants you to
accept a pension, a free and clear
town residence, an automobile and—"
Gabriel Purcell burst out into a
hearty laugh. He held in his hand a
letter he had just received from his
son. He was strangely changed from
the wandering misanthrope of the
early morning.
“Stop right there, Mr. Randall,” he
said heartily. “I understand Mr.
Wynne and he understands me. The
new experiment is forced on him, and
no hard feelings. It won't go through.
Remember what I say, that before a
year is out I'll be back and the old sys-
tem resumed. And say,” and the old
man’s eyes glowed, “I'll be able to help
him out if he finds he’s cramped for
capital.”
The lawyer eyed Purcell as though
he was getting rid of his senses.
“Oh, I'm not talking wild,” chuckled
the old man. He waved the letter in
his hand towards the old quarry pit. “I
own that, you know.”
“That hole in the ground,
mean?’
you
“Exactly, and it's going to be a gold |
mine.”
“T can’t make out Pureell,” reported
the lawyer to Mr. Wynne. “He talks
millions. He's got some dream of
wealth and he seems happy as a lark.
He says he'll be back in a year.”
“I honestly hope it,” groaned Mr.
Wynne. “Already some of the mod-
ern efficiency tactics of the new su-
perintendent have set the older work- |
ing gangs by the ears, and they are |
”
quitting by the score.
Mr. Wynne put himself out of the
way to meet Purcell
come of the discarded faithful old fel-
low worker. Purcell was more than
friendly, he was cheerful, loquacious,
i and referred constantly to his “vaca-
i tion,” and blinked jocularly at the
founder and referred to “the good old
times coming back all new.”
Then came a period of care and
: trouble for the plant. A good many of
fields of labor.
“The fact is, Wynne, isn't it that ;
the old expert workmen sought new
The new superintend-
ent took a large contract at a loss.
' In rushing a special order they for-
. feited the trade of one of their old-
| dall.” returned the founder, “but that
i about covers it. You don’t know how
it jars on me to face the merest im-
i cell. Fle has been my right hand since
| | started in here with a little twenty
by forty shed of a shop, and has help-
ed build the business up to its pres-
ent up-to-date proportions. You know
how fifteen years ago my wife inherit-
ed a large estate and supplied one
' hundred and fifty thousand dollars
recently a younger brother of hers,
what you may call a mechanical the-
‘orist and ultra-system man, got the
' {dea in his head that he could come
{in here and double up profits in 2a
vear.”
“But what interest has he in the
business?”
| of my wife and some relatives who are
"also stockholders. Of course I can’t
gainsay her. Her estate owns con-
siderable of the company stock. She
helped build me up. I can’t afford to
quibble with her. I had to super-
cede Purcell. My brother-in-law is
now in charge of the mechanical de-
! partments. Younger men, stricter
{ rules, more business, higher profits, his
‘aim. We shall see how it works out.”
| Mr. Wynne sighed.
“We shall, indeed,”
i lawyer cynically.
muttered the
| “Yes, that isn’t all, Randall,” re-
i sumed the manufacturer. “I am ap-
| proaching a delicate subject. You
know that Purcell has a son who is
the pride of his soul and the apple of
| his eye, Arnold Purcell.”
“Yes,” nodded the lawyer, and it was
palpably apparent that the mention
aroused pleasant sentiments. “A fine
young man, an exceptional one, they
say. Capable, ambitious, high grade.
I hear that he has won quite some
eminence as an advanced sanitary en-
1 gineer.”
i “Very well, by some strange freak
. of destiny he and my daughter, Elsi-
nore, met at a social function in the
city. Plainly, they are in love with
each other. 1 am no aristocrat, I
| sprung from nothing, as did Gabriel
; Purcell.
| know, draws the line at social dis-
! tinctions. or rather those of wealth.
| She has flatly told voung Purcell that
Elsinore must never marry a man who
has not as large a fortune as her
| own.”
| “And Arnold Purcell?”
«Asks time to make good ithe condi-
tion.”
“Great for him! He'll make it,”
declared the lawyer with confidence.
“The young man has not advised his
father or others of his love affairs,”
said Wynne. “He and Elsinore seem
to have settled down to sensible, dig-
nified patience and mutual fidelity. He
does not intrude himself upon her
company. He is pursuing the even
tener of his way, and she is content.
It is the father I worry about. I
want vou to go and see him, and here
is the memoranda of what T want to
do for him.”
Mr. Randall departed with his in-
structions. He found Purcell at his
home. The latter had been a wid-
ower for many years and lived in a
comfortable, but smali house at the
| edge of the town. It overlooked a
deep pit nearly a quarter of a mile
in extent, to which a spur of the rail-
road ran. [or ten years a soft lime-
store quarry had been mined here to
supply slag mixture for the big blast
capital to expand the enterprise. Well.
My wife. however, as you |
| old quarry.
| putation of injustice regarding Pur- |
est and most substantial clients.
Meanwhile, something that puzzled
the townspeople was going on at the
Near the edge of the big
a large
pit new tracks were laid,
i ‘weighing scale put in, derricks erect-
| ‘alarmed at the reports of fast shrink-
“None, except through the courtesy :
i
| tioned Purcell.
|
ed, and scoops, elevating and lower-
ing machinery. Purcell bustled about,
.the busiest, cheeriest being ever was,
and his son Arnold made frequent in-
‘spection visits to the old home at the
‘quarry pit.
One day, like a thunderclap, came
“{fie mews that the big plant was shut
down pending a reorganization. The
new superintendent had
Some outside stockholders had become
ing profits, and had thrown their hold-
ings on the market at a ruinous de-
cline.
That very morning a train of 50
‘gondola dump cars gracefully wound
round from the main railroad tracks
‘and half encircled the quarry pit. Each
car was weighed, the contents dumped,
and the train returned to the city.
.Ashes, huilding debris, all the daily
accumulated rubbish and waste of a
‘great city was represented in this first
dumping into that useless, valueless.
‘almost fathomless quarry pit.
Thomas Wynne looked up from his
desk in the office of the deserted plant
‘as Gabriel Purcell entered. The found-
er's face was worn and drawn.
“Is it as bad as they say?’ ques-
“Worse. Outside of my wife's cap-
‘ital IT have no resources. I must have
two hundred thousand dollars to get
‘back where we were before this
‘ghastly experiment was made, or go
‘into bankruptey.”
“Good!” cried Purcell animatedly.
“Pll provide the deficit amount for a
like amount of stock.”
«you? cried. Wynne incredulously.
“Myself and my son, yes. You see,
old friend. the quarry pit. Arnold Is
‘the head expert in recovery and dis-
posal work for the city. We are only
12 miles away. and the nearest avail-
able dumping pit. They have been
carrying the refuse out into the lake,
‘but the barge rates have become pro-
hibitive. In fact, we have a ten vears’
contract for disposing of the rubbish
at forty cents a cubic vard. Fifty
cars a day and all profit. but the
weighing. Figure it up, and don’t won-
‘der that we are able to anticipate a
million in payment any time we want
1i®t”
“And you propose—"
“Po go back to my old job and run
the plant on the old safe, sensible ba-
gis. Old friend,” suggested Purcell,
with twinkling eyes, ‘‘did it happen to
occur to you that in Oslerizing the
plant you forgot that you were ten
years older than myself?”
And then when affairs had been
readjusted and Arnold Purcell quali-
fied fully as a meet suitor for pretty,
patient Elsinore, and the old cheerful
hum of industry cheered the content-
ed workmen at the plant, Thomas
Wyrne and Gabriel Purcell, again in
the right groove, felt as though they
had stepped back into the magic en-
thusiasm of their earlier years.
Modes of Progress.
“You need exercise. You ought to
walk te work.”
“It ean't be done from our suburb,
You esy snow-plow your way to work.
You may slide or you may come pretty
nes¥ swimming to work. But you
never actually walk.”
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