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By MRS. LEONARD MARSHALL.
11 I'SBANDS are what we make them. If a husband is proper]}'
XJf trained in the way lie should go, he will become quite an en
durable male specimen of humanity.
The great point is to start from the first. Unfortunately,
»the young wife is fond and foolish, and the moon of honey
is very sweet. Edwin is such a darling just at the outset
that she is blind to all the faults which art; going to make her
i life miserable later on. If Angelina knew, she would treat
■ her dear lord like an antagonist; she would lay in wait for
the opportune moment to come, and pour balm over the wounds
she had inflicted. No man loves the submissive slave. It is the struggle
for the mastery, the taming of the tigress that charms him, for man is a
born hunter, and the pursuit of the elusive prey is dearer to him than the
dove that never will take wing!
The husband spoiled in the first months of his married life rapidly
liceontes demoralized. He is, metaphorically speaking, in slippers. He
is a hero, too, for he knows how that little wife of his adores him !
Vanity (men are vain r than women) works havoc with his reason.
IT*3 sense of possession beconu • uncmhvabla even to the blind Jitlle mate
v,!. 0 lias sworn to love, honor and obey.
The remedy is the thin;;, an I it takes a d isc of courage and philoso
phy to administer it.
The first step is to be on the alert. The husband will presently be
gin aliout the housewifely virtues of his sainted mother. She never al
lowed her servant to leave a room dusty; her pie-crust, and so forth. IJo
not, my dear woman, allow this secret sorrow to prey upon your soul.
Tell him firmly that he can go home and eat his sainted mother's
pie-crust, and that as to the dust, you will speak to the servant, and that
is the best you can do! There may—there will be—a row, but stand your
ground; your first battle is decisive. Use those subtle arts we are versed
into make the man understand that women are feline—if you stroke the
right way, life is harmonious; if not, the results are deplorable.
Do not be too eternally sweet, neither should you smother him with
"ducky dears.*' Blow hot and cold by turns, treat him to every caprice,
keep him on the rack to know whet you will do next and he will adore
you, because he will not have had the opportunity of developing those
despotic instincts which arc growing in bis heart.
He will come to you and tell you that he needs fresh air (you do not,
of course), an<! thinks of going with a friend for a spin in the country
on Sunday. You, poor, foolish child, will tell him that you are sure it
will do him good. Result—you can sit at home and spin for every Sunday
while the fine weather lasts. Edwin is going back to his boon companions
and the joys of his bachelorhood, with the added bliss cf a nice little
woman at home to cook the supper and darn the stockings.
1 once knew a resolute little woman who went down for a week to
ihe seaside the second time her husband left her in solitary splendor at
home. Then, again, the first—the very first time Edwin bullies you about
the dinner in the presence of the servant, pay her a month's wages next
day! "Why, my dear, where is Jane? is she ill?" "No, Edwin; but
as 1 could not live in the house with a servant who heard me insulted
and would henceforward question my authority, 1 have dismissed her
from my service." Tableau.
The mere man can always be made to feel through his pocket—money
appeals to him when nothing < !se will.
instantly to the inquiry: "What great
¥ cause produced it? " For example, here is
the rapid growth of Christianity. It began
Law a golden dot on the ma t; now its banners
•y> | wave over two continents. it began with
the Christ on Mount Olivet; in 10 days it
World I numbered 15,000, in 100 jears a half mil
lion, and now it rules the minds and
————— —_____ hearts of 000,000,000. So wonderful is
By DR. NEWELL DWIGHT HILLIS Illc tll " t v, ' e ( ' ast «bout for a cause
equally powerful. The proverb runs, no
—gulden conduct from leaden motives. Once
Philistinism offered men the ethics of
mud; the old world philosophies offered leaden motive and iron penalties;
occasional teachers, like Buddha, spoke with a silver tone, but golden con
duct began with the golden rule. That law of love that fell from Christ's
lips, was interpreted bv Christ's life, enforced by his death, and made
powerful by his living presence, alone can furnish an adequate explanation
of the victories of Christianity.
Now, despite the pessimism of some in high places, many of our
greatest industrial leaders are making the law of Christ to he the golden
reed with which they are laying out their lives. Let us believe that our
brother men are just as anxious to fulfill ihe law of Christ as you and I
are, and are more successful in their plans. Despite what has been said,
inost lawyers arc not the hired tools of evil clients.
Most of the industrial leaders are not corrupt grafters. One swallow
does not make a spring—no—that is true; but neither does one rod bough
fhowing disease in the leaf in .June argue winter on a summer's day. Last
week 1 read the account ot a meeting of the directors of a railroad system.
Those rich men decided not to reduce the wages of the engineers, con
ductors, switchmen, flagmen, but chose rather to cut the dividends on
their stock to three per cent.
One of the most terrible railroad strikes ever precipitated in this
country was due to the fact that in 1S!):5 a railway magnate in the time
of panic cut the wages of his workmen a third at a
single stroke, while he insisted that his dividends
should remain at ten per cent. Capital was every- ' I:; ; ; • • : •!;!
thing. Workmen, cold, hungry and starving, were • ' ''•
nothing. The dollar must have its ten p< r cent.; the ; j'•
KOUI can have what is left, if a crust remains. That ;.Y I
selfishness of capitalistic leaders is passir.g as surelv ! ' 1
as gladiatorial games have gone. The new Christian re- •1; J *§7:: •'
gime is on. fiat action of these railroad directors, /ffl
under the lead of a noble president, publishes the
TO USE A BALLOON
BECKE R WILL CAMPAIGN WISCON.
SIN IN AERIAL CRAFT.
"Boy Mayor" of Milwaukee Will Keep
Up Reputation for Being Odd in
Race for Governorship of
the State.
Milwaukee, Wis. Sherburn M.
Becker, the "boy" mayor of Milwau
kee, who, having been successful in
conducting his campaign for mayor
from an automobile, has now decided
to enter the race for governoship of
Wisconsin, and will use a balloon this
time for campaign purposes. Becker
was only 29 years of age when elected
mayor of Milwaukee two years ago
after a whirlwind campaign. His rac«
for governorship promises to be equal'
ly sensational.
"I shall use either a duplicate o5
Maj. Hershey's United States, with
which the American representative
competed in the St. Louis balloon
races," said ex-Mayor Becker in tell
lirg of his plan to campaign from an
airship, "or 1 shall buy the United
States and rechristen it Wisconsin
when I start to campaign the state.
I am thoroughly in earnest in my
plan to run for governor with a bal
loon instead of a touring car as I at
firr;t in', uled, anil i will r"n -ise tlio
farmert, you bet.
"You see, it's this w,iy. 't'ho peo
ple up tho itate toad about v.iy way of
doing things, and they simply cay:
'He's a crazy fool.' But they are on
the watch just the -,ame. Then when
.1 get to them I hand them solid com
mon sense and politics straight with
out any of the freak about it.
"That's the way 1 am going to make
the campaign this year. 1 will go up
in a balloon and light when I feel like
it.and it's a cinch that when we get
to earth there'll be a crowd there to
hear me speak. Then is when I'll get
in my real work. They come to see
the boy candidate, and they get
sound common sense. The result is
that they think the logic they hear is
a heap better than it really is, because
they expected something so much dif
ferent.
"Two years ago, when I beat Dave
Hose lor mayor of Milwaukee, I was
called the boy candidate, and even
my friends thought I was a fool to
enter the race. They first told me I
couldn't get the nomination, but I
fooled them, and then I won at the
election. People came to hear me
because my motto was"The Young
Man in Politics,' and they went away
having heard nothing more sensation
al than any other campaigner would
give them."
That in brief, is the system under
which Milwaukee's "Boy Mayor" works
his campaigns. He turned from a
cotillon leader to supervisor, and in
the county board he exposed a print
ing graft and saved the county $35,000
a year. He then decided to run for
alderman, and his friends laughed at
him. He was elected and made such
a record that he was able to run for
mayor and win that, too.
His famous coffee automobile did
much to help him in the city cam
paign. When he was alderman he had
one of his automobiles fitted up with
a huge coffee pot, which he could start
a-boiling when there was a fire, and
the coffee would be hot when he
reached the scene of the conflagra
tion. Whenever there was a big fire
he was notified and a quick hitch
harness for a runabout, which he had
at first adopted, was soon supplanted
by the autmobile.
In his city campaign he started a
series of smokers, furnishing corncob
pTpes and tobacco, and when he ad
dressed a meeting he would, instead
of standing on the platform, sit among
the listeners and talk conversational
ly. This won votes and he proposes
to adopt the same tactics when he
runs for governor.
At Chicago recently he decided upon
the balloon means of reaching the
country districts. He met. C. A. Coey,
an enthusiastic automobilist a«d aero
naut, and arranged his plan for a bal
loon campaign almost instantly.
A Sweeping Assertion.
Novelist's Wife —Why does your
heroine "enter and sweep the room
with a glance?"
Novelist (scornfully)— Because she
has no vacuum cleaner.
Comforting.
Female Voyager—ls there any feat
of danger, Mr. Sailor?
Mr. Sailor—Lota of fear, ma'am, bu'
oo danger!
RAPID RISE OF GEN. BARRY."
Career of Army Officer Recently
Named for Promotion.
Washington.—The rise of Brig-Gen.
Thomas 11. Barry, recently nominated
as major-general, vice Gen. C. B. Hall,
retired for age, has been rapid. Born
in New York in October. 1855, he was
graduated from the Millitary academy
in June, 1877. After three years' serv
ice in the cavalry and 17 years in the
infantry he was transferred to the ad
jutant-general's department with the
rank of major in January, 1897, and
became colonel in that department in
Gen. Thorn js !i. Ba. ry.
July, 1902, I<'~t than rlx years ago. As
a brigadier general of volunteers he
3ervcd in the Pekin relief expedition
and in the Philippines. For those
services he was made a brigadier
general in the regular army in August,
1903, and now stands fourth in that
grade, his seniors beings Gens. Funs
ton, Carter and Bliss, in the order
named.
Gen. Barry is now in his fifty-second
year, and will not retire until October,
1919. With the exceptions of Gen.
Funston, who is his junior by ten
years, and Gen. Pershing, who is five
years younger, Gen. Barry is the
youngest officer of brigade rank in the
irmy.
For several months past Gen. Barry
has been in command of the army of
Zluban pacification, and it is announced
'.hat he will remain on that duty in
spite of his promotion.
GETS IMPORTANT POST.
John R. Wise Appointed Superintend
ent of Chilocco Indian School.
Washington.—John R. Wise, for
many years a resident of Washington,
has been appointed by Secretary Gar
field as superintendent of the United
States Indian, school at Chilocco, Okla.
This is one of the largest and most im
portant Indian schools in the north
west.
Mr. Wise was graduated from the
University of Wisconsin in 1888. He
entered the government service in
Washington in 1891 in the recorc and
pension office. For over 12 years he
was employed in the office of the com
missioner of Indian affairs. He was
designated by the secretary of the
Interior in 1898 as manager of the
United States Indian congress held in
connection with the trans-Mississippi
exposition at Omaha. For the last
three and a half years Mr. Wise has
served as assistant superintendent of
the Carlisle Indian school.
Why American Gardens Disappoint.
The reason why American garden
ing has not yet come up to the stand
ird of the Europeans is simply that
we do not pay enough, says a w.jjter
In Country Life in America. We
ploy incompetent landscape designers
or none; we beat the nurseryman
down on his plants; we are not will
ing to pay a first-class gardener what
he is worth. Yet we are "dead game"
when it conies to yachts, automobiles,
horses, dogs and houses. Why should
Qot our wealthy men be equally will
ing to pay for good gardens?
I believe they will. These things
are all parts of the same outdoor life.
The more self-respect a man has the
more lie values his family life and
the more willing he is to spend as
much on his outdoor living room as on
one of his indoor rooms
The writer then describes a land
scape garden in a Pittsburg back yard
which cost about $7,000. The effects
are certainly splendid.
Her Good Work Recognized.
Mrs. W. S. Pecbody of Colorado is
called the mother of Mesa Verde Na
tlonal park, because of the interest sh<
ias taken in the preservation of tbf
elics of the mysterious cliff dweller
■t Colorado.
PERILOUS AUTO
TRiP IN AFRICA
OFFICER OF GERMAN ARMY
TELLS OF HAZARDOUS EXPERI
ENCE IN DARK CONTINENT.
NEAR TO DEATH ON BRIDGE
Mozambi River Is Crossed by Means
of Shaky Structure Made by
trie Natives of Sticks
and Branches.
London.—Lieut. Paul Graetz of the
German army, who is crossing the
heart of Africa from Dar-es-Salaam. on
the east coast, io Swakopmund, on the
west, is encountering formidable dif
ficulties in the tropics. His last stage
of 125 miles has occupied nine days.
He describes the journey as follows:
"Leaving Aborcorn, near the south
ern end of Lake Tanganyika, we
reached Kasama in nine days through
the Chambezi valley. But we and our
motor car have had togo through a
horrible ordeal. We have faced fear
ful trials and hardships under tropical
rains; we have been delayed by
racing streams and deep marshes.
"We have had to croto 28 swollen
r've-:> niirt swamps innumerable. We
have traveled on bad wooden bridges
built by the natives, and often wo
have crossed over the wretched totter
ing remnants of euch bridges. We
have fought hard against flooding wa
ters.
"At first we journeyed through
thick brush. Running and Jumping
near our automobile, a number of Lo
beba natives sing as they accompany
us. Then a terrible thunderstorm
bursts upon us in a fury, and streams
of water pour down like huge water
spouts. Now the underwood becomes
lighter. Halt! Water! The Mozambi
river is before us and rolls on its yel
lowish course in the middle of a
swampy depression 200 yards in
breadth.
"There is a kind of bridge over
swamp and stream, and it zigzags like
a gigantic centipede. The natives rush
through the storm-beaten high grass
and gather sticks and branches. They
drag t.hem forth and build a small
bridge way over the dangerous deep
mire; we widen the existing narrow
bridge and repair it as best we can.
"Finally, after hours of strenuous
work in pouring rain, we proceed. The
car is pulled forward on the perilous
Crossing Over the Tottering Rem
nants of a Bridge.
path; the driver grips the steering
wheel with great steadiness. W«*
tremble. What if the wheels skid on
the slippery road? We are lost if the
car moves only one hand's breadth to
either side. We are lost if our hands
or our nerves give way on these fear
ful 200 yards.
"The heavy car and ourselves would
fall and disappear, without any possi
bility of rescue, in the wild stream or
in the soft, deep mud. The passage
seems to last an eternity. Slowly we
creep forward.
"We are nearly on the ether side,
when suddenly the car stops and is
dragged backward. We all burst into
a shriek of terror. We realize what
has happened.
The back wheels have sunk through
a hole in the bridge. The front-wheels
are lifted upward. But by a stroke of
luck in the midst of our misfortunes
the springs of the car have caught in
the oblique planks of the bridge and
it is wedged fast.
"A fresh activity seizes us. We
fasten a strong rope to the front part
of the car. There is no time to waste.
A catastrophe is still threatening us.
The Lobelia natives are fetched back.
The bridge is repaired after a mighty
effort, and the natives slowly drag the
car forward. The rescue is a suc
cess.
"The sun is now piercing through
the gray clouds, and before our eyes
gleams the fresh landscape. A few
miles' drive and we come to another
river. There are many dangers be
fore us. Hidden in the tall giass are
numberless bowlders, branches, roots
and tree trunks.
"Day after day the difficulties and
obstacles increase, and we nearly lose
the hope of ever reaching our goal.
The car, however, has worked without
one break down since we left Abor
corn. At last we see, on the hiil in
front of us, the village of Kasama, the
buildings of the magistrate, and the
African lake corporation, appearing
aouv« the fci«en landscape."
ill JAIL OVER YEAR,
MAN IS FORGOTTEN
NO RECORD OF HIS NAME, CRIME,
COMMITMENT OR TRIAL
CAN BE FOUND.
Uniontown, Pa.—lt would seem it*
credible that in this age a man could
be imprisoned for more than a year in
the jail of this county, in this town,
not knowing himself the reason or
cause of his imprisonment, his identity
unknown to the county officials, and
no entry reliably affecting him or
his alleged offense to be found any
where in the public records, yet it ia
a fact this is so.
The man, a foreigner, was recently
released from jail because no ground
could be found for his further deten
tion, nor indeed for hig detention at
any time. He might still be in prison
had there not been a change of sher
iffs.
The new sheriff is Peter A. Johns.
During one of his late official eaumera
"What Are You in Prison For?"
tions of the jail inmates his attention
was called for some reason to this
man.
"What is your name?" inquired the
sheriff.
"Eleex Lenchack."
"What are you in prison for?"
"I don't know."
"How long have you been here?" .
"More than a year."
The sheriff examined the jail regis
ter covering a year and longer, but
could not find the name of Lenchack.
He did the same with the commit
ments. but with equal unsuccess.
Then he questioned the prisoner more
closely. Lenchack could not handle
English very well, but he managed to
explain that all he knew about it was
that he had been walking across a field
at one of the coking plants not fax
from this town when two men ac
costed him, took him before a magis
trate and then brought him to jail.
It is the sheriff's theory that Len
chack had been committed to jail un
der one name; that he had got onto
the jail register under another name,
and on the trial docket of the court
under still another name, and that
when the name on the trial docket was
called during sessions of the court
there was no prisoner to answer to it.
The poor fellow was so glad to get
out that his expressions of gratitude,
so far as he was able to make this sen
timent clear, were most pathetic. A
foreigner, knowing little or nothing of
the habits and customs of this coun
try, not understanding the language,
homeless, friendless, knowing no one
to apply to, he hail got into jail for a
trivial offense. There, forgotten, un
able to confide in one even if he
had wished, ignorant of how to take
steps to get free, he had putin more
than a year of his life in a place to
which he should not, .perhaps, have
been sent at any time.
PIES BREAK MAN'S FALL.
Tight-Rope Trick on Roof Ends in
Headlong Plunge.
Philadelphia.—While trying to darn
onstiate to a friend some of the acro
batic tight-rope walking ability which
had won him fame in circus life some
years ago, Frank Velloski, 25 years
old, fell from the third-story roof of
his home, to the alley below and was
taken to the hospital, suffering from
concussion of the brain. His condition
is serious, the doctors say.
Velloski occupies the fourth floor.
Shortly before noon he stepped out
of his window onto the roof of the
third floor extension, to get a breath
of fresh air. Just across the alleyway,
on the roof of No. 116 Spruce street,
was one of Velloski's friends.
"Guess I'll come over for a while,"
he said. I'll show you the way we
used to do when I was a circus man,"
he added, as he mounted a thin
clothes line which stretched betweeD
the two houses across the alley.
He had successfully gone to the mid
dle of the rope when suddenly it
snapped. Velloski went crashing
down to the hard pavement of the al
ley below.
A woman in No. 116 had been bak
ing pies and half a dozen specimens
of her art were out to cool in the al
ley. Velloski landed head first into
them.
The hospital doctors say that it was
due to this fact that the former circus
man's skull was not fractured.
The Nature of the Brute.
Ex —Did you ever see an Indiat
idol?
Wy—l never saw one auy
way.—Cleveland Leader.