■TIRAISIN© W A. HLPPG CAPTL//Z/JYG /JAA'/T BIJT7t~RFL/£d 7/rf /,'»W'/WW'/O'Ci''/? HEKE Is no end of odd B occupations in the world m whereby people gain a livelihood, but certainly one of the most novel ■ !jf these vocations is the fi MA raisill 8 of butterflies for proDt "Butterfly farm in S" is new too, as new as airship building in /r fact, and up to date not many people have taken it up but it Is safe to predict that the number will Increase considerably as time goes on for when one can get S2O to $25 for i handsome butterfly in the open mar ket It goes without saying that such butterflies are worth cultivating and ire enough more profitable than chick ens to justify the extra trouble they cause. Perhaps, at the outset, a word should be said about the market for butterflies and then the reader will better understand why men and wo men are devoting all their time to but terfly farming and to that other branch of the business, —the hunting of rare butterflies in out of tho way corners of the world. First of all there is a constant and fairly heavy demand for butterflies from museums, schools and colleges and scientific in stitutions of one kind or another. Buch Institutions may be seeking in dividual specimens of butterflies to fill gaps In collections already fairly complete or (particularly if the In stitution be a newly established one) they may be in the market for a com plete collection of butterflies repre senting the winged Jewels that In habit any country or region, and it la a commission such as this that brings Joy to the butterfly expert, for great Institutions of learning are usually ■willing to pay a fair price for the prizes they seek. Yet another butterfly market and one that is broadening rapidly year by year Is that wherein butterflies are sold to private collectors. It Is very common in Europe and is yearly be coming more common in this country for people of wealth to have collec tions Just as people of means and leisure amuse themselves with collec tions of stamps or coins or paintings _ J • J J • n\ • Some of the Formalities lea etiquette in China It has grown to be customary In the United States to consider any practise of so old a country as China as being of barbaric or heathenish origin and often as crude or uncivil ized in its nature. A young American (just returning from a three years' ibußlnese trip in China which took him all over the empire tells of a custom practised by the Chinese which might well be used to advan tage in this young and Inexperienced republic, where too llttlo time or thought is given to the liner points of etiquette. When a salesman or person seeking a business interview presents his card at the entrance to a Chinese mer chant's place of business the possi bility of an audience depends alto gether upon how he deports himself while awaiting the return of the card bearer. Should he bo so Indiscreet its to put one foot over a twelve inch Training the Modern Child Two Women of a Past Generation Dis cuss With Some Regret the Present Methods. A mother and a mother-in-law liv ing In the same house with their re spective married son and daughter were, contrary to all generally re reived Ideas of Btich relationship, the best of friends. They sat one evening, after the departure of the young peo ple to tlx theater, en hanging views upon th" differente between old and present day practises In the bringing up of children "Alice Just tumbles the baby Into his earo and the greatest minds the world ever has known weren't rocked in cradles." "Maybo the dearth of cradles ex plains the dearth of geniuses in these latter days," laughed the other old lady. "There are not us many surely as in the days of lullabies and cradles." About Diamond Cutting. In the diamond cutting industry the sawing mat hi tie has superseded the cleaver's hammer und splitter to a large extent during the last few years. To divide diamonds by saw lug. a thin disc of steel or phoaphor-copiier, re solving MJine 3,000 time* ,t minute, slowly cuts through the diamond lu any desired direction, In Amsterdam, as elsewhere, the dlamoud industry is for the greater CAMERON COUNTY PRESS, THURSDAY, JANUARY 26, 1911. price to be brought by that one speci men Is apt to be well worth while but If the hunter has a "butterfly farm" at home, —aB most of the ex perts in this field are coming to have, —he bends every effort to capturing alive the winged beauty, or, better still, several specimens, in the hope that such captives may be made the pioneers in a transplanted colony of the butterflies. However the mere capture of the butterflies, difficult as It may be, 1B not the sum and sub stance of the butterfly expert's trou bles for if the butterflies are to live and thrive in their new home their keeper must be familiar with their habits and must have transplanted the vegetation necessary to give them the same environment they had In their original homo or "something equally as good." The most beautiful butterflies are the tropical ones and thus it comes about that the butterfly farmer Is most eager to stock his farm with the live jewels from Central and South America and the West Indies. Some of these tropical butterflies measure six Inches from tip to tip of the wings and they are resplendant in coloring of the most vivid hues. The butterfly dealer must handle his stock with greater care than Is be stowed by any other merchant. Of course the butterflies sold to collec ters, museums, etc., are dead but ex treme care must be exercised in han dling lent their delicate wings be broken or crushed. Each butterfly when unmounted Is kept in a three cornered envleope and the butterfly expert likes to mount a valuable speci men as promptly as possible feeling that the treasure is safer In tbat form. The latest approved method Is to mount each butterfly between two glass plates so that both sides of the wonderfully colored wings may be seen. Another style mount consists of a square plaque of plaster into the hollowed side of which a butterfly fits while over the specimen Is placed a glass lid which seals it hermetical ly. This permits butterfly trophies to be hung on the wall like pictures. BO happen that the Chinaman LA not pleased with hie caller and is in any way annoyed by him the merchant takes up the tea and begins to drink at once, which act is a direct and de cided hint that the interview is ended and has not been to the pleasure of the merchant. The caller is then ex pected to take his immediate departs ure. When a caller has become well ac quainted so eof the formality is bro ken by the Chinese, and on a cold day a cup of tea Is served immediately to the guest in a socic.l way. But the "formal" tea is still to be observed and partaken of at parting, irrespec tive of the cup given to warm and greet the caller on his arrival. This, however, is done only after many visits, when the business dealings have been of such a nature as to war rant friendship and this hospitality.— Youth's Companion. part in the hands of members of tho Jewish community. It was originally a home industry, and was conducted In attics, of which there are many in the old tumbledown houses of Am sterdam. Gradually better workshops were seen to be essential, and the first factory to use steam power was erected In London In 1824, and the Hrst In Amsterdam In 1840. Elec tricity Is now largely used. The larg est diamond polishing factory in tho world Is that of Messrs. Asscher of l'arls. and Amsterdam. Tho total value of diamonds handled In Amster dam i>er annum exceeds $21,250,000. of which the United States, the most Important buyer, purchases about $lO.- 000,000 polished, and $500,000 rough. Change Enough. Walter Wlnana wns talking about our weather. "American weather," he said, "boar# the palm of quick and Incredlhla change*. |tx like. In this respect, Is found nowhrre c'so In th<* world. Th« *11" "112 a frlu of mine had I'alm Hi ach or Hun 4rtara In her mind tho ollinr dp *hen said to bar husband: " 'r*e, the doctor says I need a change of climate.' All right, dear,' Huld Oeorge 'lt's Ki-liig to be 55 di uru>ta milder tumor- The Healing of a Breach By MARIAN C. WALTON "If 1 were only a man." Ellen ex ploded, her eyes dark with tears. Clayton's eyes twinkled despite their open admiration "No doubt it is possible to improve on the ways of providence," he said. "Still —in this case, 1 don't see any misfit." "Of course not —you believe. 'What ever is, is right,' " Ellen flung at him in a tone meant to be crushing Clayton took her hands in his, looked carefully at the pink palms, Boft as a baby's, at the filbert nails, the taperting tips and went on:"It really seems to me the powers that be knew their business. What could you do with those hands? Besides — inen are not allowed to cry merely for getting vexed—nothing short of losing a fortune or a wife excuses them for being lachrymose—" "Hush! You are too hateful for anything! Anything!" Ellen burst out. "Of course, if 1 were a man 1 shouldn't be the ridiculous nuisance I am—l should have reach and strength of body to match my strength of mind —" "Dear me! Where do you keep it? I always thought you adorably femi nine—not the least bit strong-minded," Clayton interrupted, teasingly. "It alarms me—dreadfully—to find myself mistaken. You know I've quite made up my mind to marry you." "Indeed!" The monosyllable spoke volumes—of scorn, of anger, of— Bmothered satisfaction. Clayton caught the smothered note and smiled cov ertly. Ellen saw the smile, read it aright, and grew angrier than ever. "Maybe I am ungrateful," she went on, chok ing slightly, "but really, it seems to me I have some rights In the case." "All rights," Clayton conceded, promptly. "But see here, honey-bug, THROUGH, you my SWCEReST APOLOGY-' don't, don't let's quarrel, even before we are engaged." "Then—when can we quarrel?" Ellen demanded. "Wo surely never will be engaged." "Do you mean that?" Clayton de manded, a hint of seriousness creep ing into his voice. Ellen looked him up and down. "I mean it. Utterly, positively!" she said. "So I had better say good-by to you—l fancy you won't care to stay for dinner." "No; but I am not going until you ' hear me out," Clayton said half stern- I ly. "We have got beyond jesting, j Let me state the case. You know I love you—l've been showing it the j best I know how this year and bet- j ter. I think you love me—no mat- ] ter what you say—now. Hut you are flouting me. angry with mo over the most foolish thing in the world. An old quarrel, one that belongs to the nieu of your family. If it means any thing. I'd Joy to take it up. You aro precious to me—so precious any hurt or shame or scatb to you u'ould bo worth a man's life If I know It. Hut , I don't Intend to make myself a laughing stock for the county by re- I fusing to speak from the same stand with Gent ral Pcabody at the rally next week. 1 want to speak—for many reasons—l ought to do it—lt belongs to me as a man and citizen. You wouldn't have me sit back, a snail In my shell—-" "I would when that creature Pea- i body wax around. .Vy father simply couldn't eear bin.-. If I were n man I'd show him the blood was true to itself —no Burton ever forgets." 101 len eaid, her eyes flashing. Clayton WHS not sure whether ho wanted most to kiss her or to shake her He compromised by kissing her hands, murmuring fond words as he did It She snatched away the hands. Fay ing scornfully: "No doubt you think I'm clay to be molded a< you choose. Hut this I tell you and you may hs li< vt It Um day ymi nh.-iU'- I.amis with General Pegbody, that day you cease to be men an acquaintance of Vine." After the last word she turned swjy Clayton whistled, and took na Instant departure He fell he had uiad« tbi- grand mistake of arg'ilng where he should have entrmttud Hut Neil wad alAnyh ao s> usibU' until now." he told himself. ' How cuuid t I guess she had so much of that old fire-eater, her daddy? Game's up, it appears—without a special provi dence. Please send one—quick—kind Fate. Life without Nell is duller than ditch-water." Ellen had not meant togo to the rally, but now a sense that going was imperative fell upon her. So she was there, very fine, very gay, with Johnny Goold at her elbow. He had begged to fetch her, but she had come alone in the family carriage, save lor Mammy Nance. Johnny's tender mercies were over tender —he had been mad pbout Nell ever since they met. He was not bad-looking, nor bad-hearted, only lax and coarse of fiber, also easily beset with a craving for liquor. Ellen had never seen him save strictly I sober—she was pardonable for fail ing to understand his high color, his glib speech, his all-embracing affec tion for the universe. He was gallant to every petticoat, but he never got far away from Ellen. Long before the speaking ended, though she had not fully sensed hia condition, she had begun to be un easy. Prejudiced as she was, uneasy as she was, she had had to admit that General Peabody was worth hearing; not so well worth it as Frank Clay ton, to be sure—but still he was elo quent, and had sense no less than sound to what he said. Deep down she began to wonder —she had been regretting it ever since the day of the quarrel. If only she had left a loop hole—but she knew how futile it was to think Frank would ever come back. "Won't you find mammy, please?" she asked Johnny. "1 think we had better go home before dinner. Tell herss and to come at once." "You're going to dine, not at this measly barbecue—but with me—up at the club," Johnny said, strenuous ly, clasping her hand, tucking it over his arm and striding toward his big motor car. "We'll get there in no time—l hate crowds like this,"he ran on, half carrying Ellen as he strode along. She was wildly angry, still more frightened. Pull as she might, she could not free her hand. To scream meant a scene—and anything was better than that. Desperately she hung back, casting appealing glances toward the place where Clayton had been standing a minute earlier. He had vanished, but tall old General Pea body was in evidence —he caught Ellen's anguished eye. In three strides he wa3 beside her, saying as he laid a heavy hand on Johnny's shoulder: "Pardon me, my young friend, but I must speak to Allan Durton's daugh ter. Your father and I, my dear young lady, were, I regret to say, lifelong enemies. And all over a tri fle—a trifle moreover in which late ly. I have found that I was wrong. So I offer him through you my sin cere apology, and beg pardon. Will you grant it?" "Oh, general!" was all Ellen could say. Clayton, behind the general, caught her trembling hand as it fell from the general's clasp, and said, smiling: "I am sure she Is In a forgiving mood. Johnny Gcold nearly always provokes one to repentance and re mission." "1 am very glad—to—to—forgive— everybody," Ellen said lti a small, tremulous voice. The general smiled, shook hands again, and bowed himself away. "Did you really find out you were wrong?" a crony asked him as the two stood apart filled with joy and barbecue an hour later. The gen eral's eyes twinkled. "I have quite forgotten what Burton and I hated each other about," ho said, "but I shall never be old enough to forget the appeal of a girl's eyes when she's badly worried —today 1 saw it, and acted accordingly." "Yet folks say you are less man than politician." the crony said, ad miringly. The general chuckled mildly. "1 hope I'm pretty much all there is of both," he said, "for the credit of my country, no less myself." One Way to Create Peers. Peerages have sometimes been -o qulrtcl in CUHOUB ways. When ths head of a well-known west country family was raised to the upper house a good deal of surprise was expressed at such a distinction being conferred upon him, for he had not rendered any particular service to bis party, having lost practically eery election I lie iiad contested l.ord HeaconMield furnished me with the key to this enigma "Well." said he, "we really did not know what to do with him. i for he was |>ositive!y doing us harm Wherever he stood he was beaten. so at last we though the best way to get rid of him would be to send Mm to the upper house" From ' I'nder Five Iteigns " The Son's Future. 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