THE COLUMBIAN. BLOOMSBOW3L
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Ring the
Curtain Down
By M. CARUTHERS
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Ring up the curtain!
A little room on the top floor of a
bonne h tall, llrt-begrlmed, many
windowed house In a dingy street ly
ing between Holborn and the Strand.
A bed, a table, two chairs, a fire
place and a battered-looking ward
robe. On the mantelpiece a second
hand revolver. My the bed, divesting
himself of bis overcoat, a young man
of perhaps 30 yeara of age. So much
for the scene.
The actor? the young man by tho
bed. Tempest Klchard Tempest
jne time "Dicky," thong'.: he had long
since forgotten the fact.
"I think I'll clear up everything
first," ho inuttorr-d. standing Irreso
lute In the middle of the room.
"I wouldn't bring this final dis
grace on my highly respectable rela
tions," he laughed bitterly, "for the
world! If I burn all my papers and
things no one will know who I am
ir was; and no one will be 'downed'
Tor my funeral 'X's.' Heaven knows
I shall be uncommon glad to be quit
of this!"
He lit the fire, watched it achieve
1 vigorous blaze, and then deliberate
'y, methodically and with no Bort of
?ompunctlon commenced throwing
nto It letters photographs, the title
oages of one or two books every
thing, in fact, that might In any way
ead to his Identification after death
or to the fool who Is not only a fool
iut a wer-k fool there Is but one es
cape from the fierce-biting trouble,
md Richard Tempest had elected for
t
"That's done," said Richard, as ho
emptied the last drawer, "and I con
sider It uncommon thoughtful of me.
Nothing more, 1 think."
He looked around. .
"May be something on top of that
cupboard," he thought
He brought forward a chair, and,
mounting It, pushed hla arm forward
nto a pile of dusty newspapers.
"There Is something," he said, and
rtepped down with a small tin case
n hla hands.
"Mother's dispatch box." he said
lioarsely. "It's mother's letter case!"
There was a reverence, a softness
n hla tones, which had been foreign
o them for years since he had been
Timed out from hla mother's home
y a stepfather, aggravated to des
eratlon by his continual shortcom
ig and failures since he had brok
n her heart since she had died.
Practically he had stolen the box.
Vhen he was packing his few posses
ions on the night of the last wild
. eene with his stepfather he had no
Iced the box in his mother's room; It
'aa full, he knew, of her children's
Jtters, collected w ith all a mother's
; stored up and treasured with
II a mother's devotion to that time
hen her little ones were her little
-nes not yet grown to self-govern-.
ent, and self-will, and distaste for
' Dme. It came to him, as he recalled
ese things, that he would take her
"ox with him.
Ten years had elapsed, and he had
nocked about an over the world, and
Md Idled, and failed, and gambled;
- t. In some Inexplicable way, the lit
'9 case had accompanied him, and
'. Te It was.
It fastened, he remembered, with a
'ring lock, a wonderful patent catch,
e "sesame" of which mother always
Tgot or said she forgot, and so had
ways to call the assistance of her
iur little boys and girls when she
-Ished to open It.
Richard saw the picture again.
Something fell with a little thud on
ie tin lid.
"A tear! '.Vuat on earth am I d
g?" said Richard, and fumbled Bav
;ely with the lock. "There! That
is it! You put your little finger
ere and your thumb here how dim
ilt It was to stretch the distance In
ose days! Then you pressed sharp-
there!" It was open. He had not
rgotten.
The box was full of old letters, yel
w, torn, barely legible. Some tied
bundles with faded blue ribbjii,
- hers scattered loose; he must burn
' em all.
He ran his fingers through the heap,
hat was this? Something soft,
'rapped in tissue paper. Curiosity
- ompted him to open It.- A lock of
!den hair, soft as down. He fin-
red It wonderingly. Some writing?
hat was It? Mother's hand, he
uld s3. He tok it to the lamp and
ered closely.
"Dicky's. Five years old."
The tears came with a blinding
ah. He pullet himself together with
i effort, and hurled the little flaxen
ndle to the flames.
This was terrible, be thought. He
' 4 never suffered like this before.
, must not read;' if be valued hla
f-control, if be had any desire to
ire himself, be must not read
ist not must not. . .
Vverting his eyes,-therefore, he
oped and felt for a tfundle, found
ana tossed it across to the Are,
e rough usage caused the ribbon
break. The majority of the letters
lened the greedy flames, a few flut
ed to the floor.
Witt, an Impatient exclamation
;ha4 stoopeu tu gather them. His
es tell, on, a tittle piece; ot pink fan.
tic paper, such as chlldjn Jove to
s. "Your Utile son, Dicky." be saw
nuge, sprawling letters,
He felt he must read it throurh
ire was a paucity of capital let-
?a and An disregard for steps.
"Dear Mother (the letter ran) we do
you so coma back rery soon
pie kls jonn wltn your hilling I
boiif.-hicl a gun ana 3 buns and a : .p
and 4 buns for J:iekey and marjorie
I have broken the gun good-by mother
your little son Dlcl.r these crosses
are klBses for you p. s. I have been
a good boy to-day ellza says.
Ho remembered the occasions now.
His mother had taken Joan to Scot
land, leaving him and Jack and Mar
jorie In charge o.' Eliza, their old
nurse. His father his own father
was In India tnen.
Richard Tempest reached out for
another letter and read It, and an
other, and yet another. Something
impelled him thereto. Some were
from himself, some fro.n his brothers
and sisters, and tbese often contained
references to hlin.
For the moment Richard was Dicky
once more living In that Joyous past
when he was a child. Every little
sentence recalled some memory which
wa3 at once sweet and bitter which
soothed him, and which burned him
like hot irons.
"Dicky choose! plum Jam this week,
we wish he wouldn't, we don't like
it. Please may we have another pot,
mother?"
He remembered that choice quite
well. That was one of his mother's
rules. Each child in turn might
choose the Jam for the coming week.
Something semen to grip him by
the throat. He felt suffocated, chok
ed; he must stop the perusal of thoBe
letters. They were torturing blm,
burning him. He must stop one.
One more one.
"I have spent all my money, moth
er, but don't think me xtravagant
cause I pade the man whot took your
box this was a kindness from me
mother so don't send me bak It"
Another savage fit of passion swept
over him.
"Hateful bog!" be cried wildly, and,
leaping to his feet he snatched the
contents haphazard with both hands
and thruBt them on the fire. There
was nothing iclt now; the box was
empty. f But, yes! There was one
letter in a huge round fist from Joan
to him.
Joan's sprawling hand occupied
three sides of the sheet; on the fourth
were some lines In another hand
his mother's.
He read the words half aloud,
-oarsely, tremulously, with every
nerve and emotion in his frame tense
to breaking point A kind of laugh
escaped him tender, broken laughter,
at his mother's little idiosyncrasies
then he sobbed aloud.
"I am vexed, Dicky, dear," the note
ran. "to see that you are not writing
on lines. I left a lot of paper, ready
ruled for you, you know, and you
must use it for you are ruining your
hand. Also, dear Dicky, you tell me
you have been bathing a lot with the
Vanes. You must never go Into the
water until two hours after a meal,
at least, becauso it Is very dangerous.
Thank you so very much for the rose.
You mustn't spend your pennies on
met It Is such a pretty one. Mother
will always keep it Don't forget to
wrte on my lines."
Richard Tempest leaned over the
box, the letter pressed to his Hps and
his face burled in his bands.
"Mother! Mother! If I bad only
always kept on your lines," he groan
ed. "Mother, I would to Heaven I
had died when I was your little
Dicky."
He rose to his feet and staggered
to where the revolver lay on the
mantelshelf. But the man who stretch
ed out his hand for the weapon was
a different being to the man who had
laid it there an hour before.
"I must," Richard cried. "I must. I
can't go on. I can't go on any long
er." "And is this your sorrow?" whis
pered Dicky. "Is this your love? This
your repentance? There was that of
fer from your uncle to assist you to
emigrate and to start fresh in a new
land. Jan you say there Is no other
course open to you?"
The voice stayed him. It would be
hard, cruelly hard, to start afresh,
burdened as he was by the past, but
at that moment It was as If his moth
er stood in tho room by his side;
could he do this thing in her pres
ence? He drew his hand slowly from the
weapon. Again he presed the letter
to his lips then he slipped it tenderly
into his breast pocket
"With this te help me," he said
Bimply.
A fitting moment surely to ring the
curtain down.
The Mysterious School.
"You describe your hero." comment-
ed the editor, "as being porphyro
gene." "Well," demanded the poet "what's
the matter with that?"
"I must confess that I don't know
what porphyrogeno means."
"Nor will any one else." retorted tha
bard triumphantly, "without digging
up a dictionary. I didn't expect this
from you. I thought you understood
me requirements of modern magazine
verse."
Not a Snake.
A letter carrier in Washington, D.
C, bad Just opened a letter-box, when
be started back la affright, scream
ing, "A snake! a snake!" A police
man cams to bis aid, and after re
peatedly prodding bis club in the box,
lifted out a string of sausages which
had been reposing on the top of a
collection of letters.
Good Cigars In Manila.
Most of .the clgarmakers la Manila
are females. One factory there em
ploys three thousand hands. Knr..
body smokes in the. Pbllpplnes. The
youngsters learn to puff cigarettes Je
fore they can walk. A , good cigar
there sells as low as a cent, and the
best for five cents each.
I WAR'S HORRORS
PICTURED BY ill
"With Flying Machines No
Home Will Be Secure, Wom
en Nowhere Safe"
MANY AIR FLEETS NECESSARY
In Future God Will Fight or the Side
of the Strongest Aerial Artillery
Will Obliterate Frontiers Invalid
and Cripples May Be fenllsted.
New York City. "Napoleon's dic
tum that God fight on the side or the
strongest artillery vlll no longer hold
true. In the very next war between
civilized countries the world will fci
that God fights on the side that has
the strongest flying machines and the
most of them."
This was part of a striking word
picture of what the next war will bo
like which Hudson Maxim, Inventor
and scientist, painted for his hearers
at the Automobile Club of America'
"Aeronautic Evening."
He predicted among other things,
that every village after awhile will
have to have its brigade of batteries
of field guns for the destruction of air
ships, Just as It now has Its volunteer
lire department War. he said, will
become once again as horrible as It
was in the days of hand-to-hand light
ing. "In war. the frontier Is the line of
battle." Mr. Maxim said. "An Invad
ing army carries Its frontiers with It
The flying machine will obliterate all
frontiers, and there will be no city or
village that may not be a possible
battlefield.
"Future wars will not be decided
as heretofore by artillery thundering
from hill to hill. Artillery, however,
will not by any means be done away
with. The field gun will still eat up
shrapnel, and the big navy cannon
will still shake the shores. But every
thing will no longer depend upon the
conquering of positions with artillery
fire.
"Although flying machines will not
be able to carry any artillery, yet an
army of raiders with the raiders' out
fit will be able to reconnoitre and
alight In defenseless places, destroy
bridges, rip up railroads, cut com
munications, burn towns, blow up
magazines, stores and powder mills.
"As in future wars these visitations
may come any night to any inland
town, no home will be safe. The flare
of the torch and the glint of the sword
may be the first visions of an awak
ening. Death and rapine may any
moment come thundering at the door
"No longer will war be confined to
restricted areas whence women and
children may be removed to places of
safety. There will be no refuge
whither they can fly from the Huns
and Vandals of war. Gunpowder can
no longer effectually bar the invader.
"The aeronaut can laugh at forts,
coast fortifications and battleships
The flying machine opens human hU
tory again to the page when there
were no forts along the frontiers nid
no quick-firing guns; when blood and
brawn alone stood between honi'j,
loved ones and the fierce barbarian;
when wolves of rapine, murder ai.ri
slavery howled beyond the wall,
when love and life were victory's re
ward and death, or worse, tvie forfeit
for defeat.
"We must have our air fleets num
erous enough and strong enough to
meet and repel any invasion of our
sky; and in time of war, around our
entire national horizon aerial scouts
and aeroplane destroyers by night and
day must stand ready perched to tly
to the attack.
"It may come that every country
town must have Its battery of field
guns supplied with shrapnel and can
ister, as it now has Its fire brigade,
while possibly every able-bodied man.
invalid and cripple, will be provided
with side arms and rifle, as In the old
pioneer days they were armed to
meet the menace of the red Indian
devils.
"A bill calling for an appropriation
of J500.000 for aeronautical work has
Just failed to pass Congress. The
bill ought to have been for $5,000,000.
and should have been passed by a
unanimous vote. Five million dollar
is less than half the cost of the larg
est battleship."
Mr. Maxim did not mention the new
noiseless gun Invented by his relative,
Hiram Percy Maxim, which will also
add to the terrors of modern warfare
DAYSE MAYME'S MAN.
Family Boosted Him Mlghtilv at First
but Now Admit He Is Human.
Atchison. Kan. Miss Davsu Mavm
Apple ton will be married to-morrow to
an out-of-town man. When the en
gagement was announced a year ago
the Appletons said Davse Mivmn',
man was a member of one of the most
prominent Philadelphia families. He
was Immensely rich, and traveled, and
handsome, and talented, We all be
came tired of hearing of rvn Mav
me'a man from the Appletons. Buf as
mo uay approacnea tor the man
arrive, and thus give us all a chance
to look at him and make comments
the Appletons backed
John, the father, went so tar as to say
tO-day that the. Phlladelnhla man I.
"Just human, like the rast ot us." Still,
ii M sare to say Atchlsoi people w
pick that Philadelphia, mao to plec
tood and roper. '
H3 FLEMTiFEEDGY SAUSAGE
Lawyer Puts Pieces Together and
Proves Porker Was Stolen and
Butchered By Bunglers.
Paterson, N. J. Jersey Justice has
been confronted with many difficult
legal problems, and it has solved them
In Its own peculiar way. Never be
fore perhaps has It been called upon
to decide whether n pig that has been
killed, dressed, cut tip and distributed
Is the Identical pig that was stolen.
That was the puzzle, however, be
fore Judge Kcott In the Passaic Coun
ty Court In the trial o' Matthias
Adanskl, who was accused of having
stolen a pig from a Mrs. Fredericks of
Passaic, and other miscellaneous
knlcknnrks, such . ..s several ducks
and pieces of Jewelry from different
persons who live In that city. The
defense admits that parts of a dis
membered pig were found In tho home
of Adanskl. Some of them were In
the form of sausage. It denied, how
ever, that the pork four. J there w.n
from the pig that was itolen from the
Fredericks pen. The lawyers for
Adanskl felt so sure of their ground
that they challenged the prosecution
to prove that the pork found In the
home of their client ever formed part
of tho Fredericks pig. They also de
nied the allegation oi th prosecution
that the pieces of pork show that the
pig was no' killed by a regular butch
er, but slaughtered, dressed and cut
up by bunglers at such work.
"The police traced half of the stolen
pig to the home of this man and found
It cut up In a pan," she said.
"Madam, do you positively Identify
those pieces of pork as having been
cut from your pig?" tho lawyer for
the defense Inquired. "Remember,
now, you are under oath."
"I can't say positively, they are
part of my p!g." she admitted, "but.
In a general way, they look like them."
The court was informed by the
prosecution that the police are after
a man thought to have been Implicat
ed In stealing te pig and that it will
be shown that he got, the other half
of the Fredericks pork.
After several hours' deliberation the
Jury decided Adanskl stole half the
pig.
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WINNER OF SUFFRJr H
8 GETTE'S CONTEST A MALE
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writes oi "i-oiem wisoorn ut
tered In the Ear of Strug
gling Man" and Wine
$100 Prize.
Chicago. After considering
more than 1,000 poems, sent
from all parts of the United
States, the judges selected to
award the $100 prize offered by
Mrs. L. B. Bishop, of Chicago,
for the best verses supporting
woman suffrage awarded the
prize to Louis J. Block, princi
pal of a Chicago high school.
The verses are entitled "Tho
Marching Song," and are to be
sung to the tune of "John
Brown's Body." The first ref
erence to woman Is In the third
stanza, which follows:
8
Mother, prophetess, and holy,
through the ages of the
clan.
Uttering words of potent wis
dom in the ear of struggling
man,
8
Woman rose and strode beside r
him, mll the dangers of Q
the van, H
Kindling hope that led hlra on. O
O
O
This Is the last stanza:
Forth they step and march to
gether, forth the man and
woman go,
To the plains of vast achieve
ment where unfettered riv
ers flow.
And their work shall stand ex
alted and their eyes shall
shine and glow
With tue hope that led them on.
GREAT JANICULUM FINDS.
Image of the God Kronos In a Well
Under an Altar.
Rome, Italy. Signor Rava, Minister
of Public Instruction, communicates
the particulars of an archaeological
discovery of the Janlculum, where ex
cavations have been going on since
last June.. Several statutes, frag
ments of columns and bronze objects
have been unearthed, and now a cell,
evidently belonging to a temple, and
a large altar ot triangular shape have
been discovered.
The apex is turned towards the east
and it Is built of bricks covered with
some kind of concrete. In the middle
of the altar a well is sunk. It was
covered with tiles and It was opened
in the presence of Signor Rava and
Prof. Bernabel and It was found to
contain a bronze statute of the god
Kronos, with a serpent wound around
the body, while around it were eggs
In an excellent state, of preservation.
The discovery shows particularly
that the site was a place ot sacrifice.
It Is of extraordinary importance,
being unparalleled In archaeological
finds.
University Aeronautic Course.
Etuttgart, Gerniany.Tbe Technical
University has announced its inten
tion of establishing a chair of aeroosm
tit a. Count von, Zeppelin jaa mani
fested, a lively Interest in the mattei
and be probably will deliver ocoaalnn.
al lectures. '
I
T. HE SURVi
Colli of Lanz's Lungs Transfixed
and One Arm Pinioned to
Body by "Edging"
PHYSICIANS CREW IT ALL CUT
Victim was Well In Ten Weeks After
Operation Amazing Recovery from
Terrible Injury Described by Dr.
Highland.
t'ticn. N. Y. If you nk George
Lanz, "How are you?" ha answers
flieerlly, "Never felt better In my
life." And ho speaks the truth. Ilud
ily. muscular and perfectly healtl-y,
1 iniz, thirty-six years old. Is doing
ireu'endously hard work as a logg'-r
I 'j the Adlrondaeks. He has survived
an extraordinary accident
A shaft of wood twenty-three Inches
lor 5. transfixed his chest, piercing
hi: thorax through and through.
The stake on which Lnnz was Im
paled was the edging from a rough
board. 1x3-4 of an inch at the small
end tho end which entered his body
on the left side and lxl 1-4 Inch ;it
the larger end, which was broken off
nt tho point of entrance.
Tho Btake entered Lanz's chest at
hla left nipple, breaking a rib. It pene
trated his left lung then his right'
lurg, and. finally, .passed through his
right upper arm behind the bone, pin
ning the arm to his body.
Ir. K. M. Hyland, a distinguished
surgeon of this city, reported thl3 ex
traordinary case at the annual meet
ing of the New York State Medical
Society held In Albany the other day.
In the paper which Dr. Hyland read,
describing the accldont and recovery,
he said:
"I present to you the report of n
case of thorax transfixion, which, I
believe, to bo unique In surgical re
cords." Dr. Hyland introduced Lanz to the
assembled physicians. Lanz, "a strong
man rejoicing in bis strength," dis
played the scars on his chest, but did
not seem to understand why be was
the object of such curiosity.
In his paper Dr. Hyland wrote:
"The case is that of George Lanz.
of Forestport, N. Y. On June 14. 1906.
he was operating an edging machine
In the lumber mills of Pullman Bros.,
at Fulton Chain. N. Y. The machin
ery became stuck or blocked in some
way, and upon being released, In some
manner unknown to Lanz, an edging
was broken off and driven through
his chest and arm. He was thrown to
the floor unconscious, but quickly re
gained consciousness. When fellow
workmen reached him the board was
protruding from both sides of the
body. ,
. "The accident occurred at 6.30 In
the morning. Dr. Nelson and Llnd
sey. of Old Forge, were called and
rendered all possible assistance, plac
ing him on a train and accompanying
him to Utlca, a distance of fifty miles.
In the mean time I bad been summon
ed to meet the train, which I did, and
by request of Mr. Pullman, who ac
companied him, Lanz was conveyed to
St Elizabeth's Hospital, where I pro
ceeded at once, with the assistance ot
Prs. Wetmore and Groraan, to remove
the pieces of edging. I might add
that up to the time of administering
the anaeshetic Lanz was perfectly
conscious.
"On two sides of the edging the
grain of the wood ran In opposte di
rections, and believing that the loose
tllvers were already detached from
the edging, and probably Imbedded In
the lungs, I deemed It advisable to
romove the edging by carrying It
through the direction in which It
had started. I enlarged the openings
and with a great deal of force drew
It slowly through the body.
"The hemorrhage resulting was In
significant The right lung collapsed
below the seat of the injury. Upon
inhalation, and exhalation the air
passed freely through both openings."
I'. Hyland further described the
treatment to the physicians. Enough
for laymen to know that, although
l anz's recovery was retarded by at
acks of pleurals and empyema, he
returned to his home on Aug. 27, ten
weeks after the accident, his wounds
having nearly healed.
TOOK WHITE MAN'S
"BOOZE" CURE.
Twenty Sisseton Indians Leave Insti
tute for Reesrvatlon.
Minneapolis, Minn. Twenty Sisse
ton Indians left the "booze cure" In
stitute here recently to return to their
reservation in South Dakota.
The white man taught these Indians
to drink whiskey, so they came to the
white man to cure them of the whis
key habit
The Indians are the sons and grand
sons of chiefs who used to fight the
white man instead of fighting his fire
water. All who are left of the Sisse
ton tribe seem to have taken the bot
tle as their totem. For, lo, these many
moons they have been coming, by
twos or threes or fours,; to Minneapo
II. seeking the "medicine needle," en
tirely willing to be "Jabbed" jn the
arm. ,
These twenty were the only ones of
the tribe's aristocracy who had not
taken the treatment end, they say
they hope they are cured.
"Slcht : (bad) Indian once; hope
wahtl (good) Indian now," said Bit
ting Bear earnestly.
HUGH
ES
CACTUS LEATHER NEW PRODUCT
Giant Saguaro trom Mexico Adapted
to New Use.
Tho recent discovery of a new pro
duct, tailed cactus leather, was an ac
cident, like a great many other usuful
discoveries.
TIhtj nro almost a thousand specie
of nictl. n large number of which for
cut the deports of Arizona and some
of the Ktntcs, nnd extend far Into Mex
ico. The suguaro cactus, or Cere us gl
g.inteus, the largest growth of nil,
which towers sometimes to a height
of 45 feet or more, heretofore has
never been utilized for any purpose,
except that tho fruit is sometimes
eaten by tho Indians.
In Mexico the mnguey plant is
largely used In tho manufacture of
pulque, mescal, tequila and agua miel,
niul tl.t; Tiber for rope and matting.
From tho pulp ot the leaves paper is
ninde.
Tuna, the fruit of the opuntla, Is
rclU.icd by many.
The ocotlllo hn served usefully in
tho construction of houses, or shackH,
and fences for the Mexicans and In
dians. From the nlggerhead cactus
ecliinocactus wlslizenll cactus candy
is made by soft.ning the fiber by boil
ing and filling the pores with sugar.
Other species of cacti have limit-d
uses.
In Tucson one day, while handling
n piece of the ecliinocactus wlslizenll,
th- writer noticed, after the moisturu
was pressed from the fiber, the grout
strength nnd pliability !t possessed.
When dry, however. It became brittle
and chalklike. Experiments, In an tf
fort to obtain strength and pliability
'VM I raw
The Giant Saguaro.
In the fiber when dry, led to a success
after about a year of careful work.
It was discovered that the giant rx
gunro was particularly adapted to tho
uianufacture of cactus leather prod
ucts. The heart of the saguaro la pecu
liarly formed, being a series of rods
or poles set in a circle, extending
from top to bottom of the cactus, and
tn to the earth in the form of roots.
This heart of the cactus also proved
of great value In the manufacture of
many fancy articles, such as baskets,
caneholders, boxes, picture frames,
veneers and for numerous other pur
poses too varied to mention.
When used In this way sufficient of
the fiber is left adhering to the rod
to bind them together in the form de
sired. After tanning and drying this
liher makes a tough, leathery Joint,
which binds the sticks together In the
most secure manner.
The Language of the Umbrella.
There Is a language of umbrellas as
of flowers. For instance, place your
umbrella in a rack, 'and it will often
indicate that It will change owners.
To open it quickly In the street
means that somebody's eye Is going
to be In danger.
To shut It quickly signifies that a
hat or two will probably be knocked
off.
An umbrella carried over a woman,
the man getting nothing but the drip
pings of the rain, signifies courtship.
When a man nas the umbrella, and
the woman the drippings. It indicates
marriage.
To swing your umbrella over your
shoulder signifies "I am making; a
nuisance of myself."
To put an alpaca umbrella by tha
side of a Bilk one signlf es "Exchange
is no robbery."
To lend an umbrella Indicates "I am
a fool."
To return an umbrella means wU.
never mind what it means; nobody
ever done that
The Kitchen God.
The kitchen god of China is perhaps
not rightly ao called. He has place
over the cooking .ange. but he la the
"recording angel" . qf the Chinese
house, and It la hla duty to note the
actlona of each member of the fam
ily and report them to tbe gods at the
end of every month. Once a year tow
he goes , to heaven in , person an
makei hie annual report So one t
year the family prostrate themselves,
before him, oarry him in prooessioa.
and finally burn him, while crack
are Bred.