2 ART TREASURES OF FI.
Precautions That Guard Them at the
Louvre, In Paris.
Those who visit the Louvre do not
suspect the labor that is necessary in
keeping the building in order. It must
be protected at night against tire and
burglars by watchmen, who, witn re
volvers at bip and dark lanterns in
band, make their rounds, accompanied
by police dogs.
Upstairs and downstairs and along
the corridors, says the Paris corre
spondent of the New York Sun. the
distance they travel amounts to four
miles, and in every room the watch
men mi>t "punch" the clock that
shows whether the rooms have been
Inspected and how often.
During the night the most valuable
works of art are kept under lock and
key. When the galleries are closed to
the public a clever piece of mechanism
is set in motion that carries the royal
Jewels, worth millions of dollars, into
a special burglar proof chamber. The
Venus tie Milo. too, has her own spe
cial bedroom. An iron shutter rises
from the ground in front of her and
hides the marble features of the god
dess.
In the early lUUI ling an army of
custodians pours through the rooms,
and the process of cleaning begins. A
force of 150 men sets to work with
brooms, dusters and floor polishers.
The custodians exceed the strength of
a company of soldiers on a war foot
ing. There are one chief custodian,
three underchiefs. twenty-seven supe
rior and 148 inferior custodians. To
these must be added the Louvre's arti
sans, for the great place has its own
works department aud almost its owu
factory
RADIUM AND LIGHTING.
And the Better Protection of Hordes
During Thunderstorms.
Radium has been discovered vastly
to improve lightning rods iu their pro
tection of buildings during thunder
•torms. Of course the enormous cost
of radium prevents any practical use
of the fact as yet But there is a very
fair possibility that the information
gained in this way wiii lead to a new
form of lightning rod which will be
more efficiert or that further experi
ments will show that a tiny quantity
of radium at a reasonable cost will im
prove the pr< ftection.
The purpose of lightning rods, of
course, is to catch the electrical cur
vents in the air during a storm and
lead them safely into the ground in
stead of allowing the lightning to pick
its own course down through a house
or church steeple, and their use Is
based on the principle that a metal rod
will give the electricity p smoothci
path of less resistance than ordinary
building material.
The whole trouble with lightning
rods now iu that, though they can bf
made to do the trick if the electrical
discharge Is near them, there is no was
to lead electricity through the air to
the rod. Radium will do this part of
the work, as has been demonstrated in
scientific experiments. Two milli
grams of radium ou the end of a rod
made the air a considerable distance
awny J vastly better conductor.
Thus any electrical discharge within
■everal yards of the rod had a path
open for it along the radium rays tc
the rod nnd then down the rod to the
earth.—Saturday Evening Post.
Out of the Mouths of Babes.
Sunday School Teacher—Can you tell
me who dwelt in the Garden of Eden?
Little May Yes, ma'am; the Ad
amses.
"What is an amateur, Bobby?" quer
ied his small sister.
"An amateur," replied Bobby, "is
anything that isn't nature."
"Mamma," queried little Myra, "do
you think grandpa has really gone to
heaven?"
"Yes, dear." was the reply.
"Well, continued Myra, "I'll bet he
aneaks outside once in awhile to smoke
b'a pipe."
In the lesson mention had been made
of the canthook that Is used in rolling
logs.
"Can you tell me what a canthook
Is, Tommy?" asked the teacher.
"Sure," replied Tommy. "It's a cow
that hasn't any horns."—Detroit Free
l*ress.
What Bobwhite Eats.
Fifteen per cent of the food of the
bobwhite is composed of insects, in
eluding several of the irm c f serious
pests of agriculture. IT-iii ~i its food
of weed seed.>. one-fourth of
gref-t I about one-sixteenth of wild
fi Taken in all the bobwhite la
very useful to the farmer, and while
it may not be necessary to remove it
from the list of game birds every
firmer should see that his own farm
4a not depleted by sportsmen.
Father Foots the Bill.
Father (having Just accepted cigar
from son)— And what do you pay for
these? Son—Two for a quarter. Fa
ther—What! And I content myself
with two for a dime! Son—Well, you
know, dad, our cases are different. If
I had as large a fairdly as you to sup
port I shouldn't smoke at all.—Boston
Transcript
Watch and Watch.
First Pickpocket—Here he cornea,
now! Second Plckf>ocket—All right
You keep a watch on Mm while I take
a watch off Mm!— London Answers.
Whers to Find It.
Wigwag—l never knew such a fel
low as Bjones He is always looking
for trouble. Henpeckke-Then why
doesn't he get married?
FRENCH ZOUAVES ON THE MARCH
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Photo by American Press Association.
A Spirit of Resignation.
An actor on his benefit night, having
a very limited audience, when he came
to the often quoted passage, " 'Tis not in
mortals to command success, but we'll
do more, Sempronius; we'll deserve it,"
heaved a deep sigh and substituted for
the last line. "But we'll do more. Sem
pronius; we'll do without it."—"Pic
tures and the Picture Goer."
BRIDGE IN FRANCE REBUILT BY GERMANS
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Photo by American Press Association.
BELGIAN ARTILLERY IN ACTION
© 1914, oy American Press Association.
Too Much Wit.
An East Cleveland man who likes to
tinker about his borne pulled away the
steps to his side door last Saturday
and took them into the garage, where
he added sundry nails to their makeup.
He was lugging them back when bis
next door neighbor looked over the
fence and said:
"Hello, Brown. What you doing?
Repairing your house?"
"I'm taking steps in that direction,"
Brown replied.
He was so much pleased with his
wit that he forgot his caution, tripped
on a croquet wicket and, falling over
the steps, cut his nose ou the scraper
—Cleveland Plain Dealer.
Extravagance.
Extravagance hi thought is as bad aH
extravagauce in living expenses.—E.
W. Howe's Monthly.
SOLDIERS GOING TO FRONT.
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Photo by American Press Association.
Flattering.
Very Stout Farmer's Wife (to little
rustic, her protege)— Well. Sam, your
master and 1 are going to the cattle
show. Cowboy—Oh. I'm sure I hope
you'll take the fust prize, 'm—that I
do.—London Tit-Bits.
Aye, There's the Rub.
If we bad to turn our own grind
stones we wouldn't have so many axes
to grind. Cincinnati Enquirer
"One Eye Open."
Some years ago in London a French
man stepped into a hansom and was
asked;
"Where do you wish to go?"
"One eye open." he replied.
"Right," said cabby, who understood
nothing and drove off. After a time,
same question, same reply. Finally
the driver descended aud demanded
further information.
"One eye open." still was the an
swer. Cabby fnrious. A crowd assem
bled, a policeman appeared on the
scene and demanded the whole story.
Then the mystery was solved. The
fare wanted to be driven to 1 High
Rolborn.
Our Funny Language.
A man feels put out when he discov
ers that he has been taken in.—Chicago
News.
THE PATRIOT
ine U'uci vjr Okcue.
From time immemorial such great
sentiments as liberty, justice, truth
have been spoken of and when put intc
verse, statue or painting have been
represented as being feminine. Just
why this should be so there is no tell
ing, but It Is so. It was in obedience
to this custom that "Liberty Enlight
ening the World" stands iu tlie shape
of a woman.—New York Journal.
This Was In Denmark.
An Englishman having business in a
certain Danish town arrived at the
railway station. He inquired of a
group of then standing near the way
to the house he wanted, whereupon
one of them offered to go with him
and show him. With recollections of
what such a service meant in Eng
land he said. "I don't want a guide."
"But surely you asked us to show you
the way," said one of them. "Yes, but
I don't want a guide." "My dear sir,
I am not a guide; I am the bishop."
Dying Poor.
It is no disgrace to die poor, but it's
n mean t-L k to play ou your relatives.
- UnLtdU Ti'pt"*
Murder Comparisons.
In Italy there are about 2.500 mur
ders annually, Russia about 2,400 and
Spaiu abuut 1.000.
Feat* of a Strong Man.
Well known In the old buffalo days
of Saskatchewan was Joe Beaupre.
famed a thousand miles as the biggesl
eater in the north. Joe was not six
feet tall, but he was a broad, deep,
thick sort of man, with a hand like a
ham and a stomach like nothing else
in the world, lie would eat an entire
boxful of apples at one sitting aud thinl
nothing of it. Once, having encounter
ed a gentleman who thought he was
some eater, Joe consumed fifty-three
pounds of buffalo meat in one day and
topped off with a raw turnip, a six
pound piece of pork, some lard and
two loaves of bread. The best his
competitor could do was thirty-seven
pounds of meat. Beaupre was so strong
he never would fight any man for fear
he should kill him. One day. while
sledding on a narrow trail with an
obstinate horse, he became angered,
struck the horse on the head with his
fist and killed it He loosened the
harness and threw the dead animal on
one side of the trail. He never really
knew how strong he was. Beaupre
died of rheumatism while still a young
man.—Saturday Evening Post.
The Seventh Ir.nir.g Stretch.
It is a simple ceremonial, but im
pressive. like all manifestations of the
soul of a multitude. I need only close
my eyes to call up the picture vividly.
It is a day of brilliant sunshine, and a
great crowd of men is seated in the
open air, a crowd made up of all con
ditions, ages, races, temperaments and
states of mind. The crowd has sat
there an hour or more, while the aft
ernoon sun has slanted deeper into the
west and the shadows have crept
across greensward and hard baked
clay to the eastern horizon. Then, al
most with a single motion—the time
may be somewhere between 4 o'clock
and 5 o'clock—this multitude of divers
minds and tempers rises to its feet
and stands silent, while one might
count twenty perhaps. Nothing is
said. No high priest intones prayer
for this vast congregation. Neverthe
less, the impulse of 10.000 hearts is ob
viously focused into a single desire
When you have counted twenty UK
crowd sinks back to the benches. A
half minute at most and the rite is
over.—Simeon Strunsky in Atlantic.
Virtue of Peanuts.
The oil of the peanut bus a quieting
effect on the pueuinogastric nerve, the
largest nerve supplying the stomach.
Many nervous persons who like pea
nuts and do not know why, like them
for this reason. They quiet the nerves
of the stomach. These persons should
cat a few lresh roasted peanuts after
each hearty meal, as many nervous
conditions are due to an irritation of
the pneumogastric nerve, and the pea
nut oil acts as a sedative to this nerve
Of course the nuts must be crisp and
well chewed and not too many taken
To get the best sedative effect a hand
ful of the hot peanuts should be eaten
just before retiring. This presup
poses that the powers of elimination
are in good repair. The peanut, a
member of the pulse family, is nutrb
tious and would clog the system if
not eaten correctly, as it is almost
equal to meat.—Philadelphia Ledger.
Putting It on the Map.
Captain Cook shows in his "Voy
ages" how some of the mouth filling
place names on maps are evolved.
"Off New Zealand there is an island
called by the natives 'Matuaro.' One
of my officers, having asked a native
the name of that isle, the latter re
plied, 'Kematuaro,' putting 'the' be
fore the name, as is the custom. The
officer, hearing the sound imperfectly,
repeated his question, whereupon the
native repeated his reply, emphasiziug
It with the word 'oeia,' which means
'indeed.' So in the logbook Matuaro
was transformed into 'Kumettiwarro
weia.' "—London Globe.
He Rivaled Cicero.
Quintus Hortenslus. the Roman ora
tor, would have come down In histor-y
with great f:me had any of his speech
es been preserved. He died In the
year 50 B. C. He was a soldier and
statesman, and his mentality can be
judged from the fact that he was a
rival of Cicero.
SUGGESTS WARTIME DIET.
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Macaroni and Cheese an Ideal Meat
Substitute, Says Health Board.
A New York health department i>nl
letin urges people to depend >u maca
roni and cheese instead of meat us the
ideal "wartime diet."
Dr. Marion B. McMillan, chief of the
food inspection bureau of the board of
health, says that, for many pereous
who are unable to buy sufficient quau
tities of treats to sustain their farnl
lies, macarou! aud 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 araoun' if nourishment contained
in an average helping (two heaping ia
blespooufuis; of macaroni baked with
cheese. Such a helping contains three
times as much nourishment as a slice
of lean beef and is practically
equal to the latter in building up mus
cle, bone and sinew. Study the follow
fng comparison
"Roast beef (lean). A helping (100
grams* contains 150 calories, of which
00 calories are protein.
"Macaroni baked with cheese. A
helping (150 grams) contains 450 calo
ries. of which 80 calories are protein.
"Smash the high cost of living. Meat
every day is unnecessary."
The Pessimist.
The pessimist stands beneath the tree
of prosperity and growls when the
fruit falls on his head.
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French Commander Who Has
Won Great Victory
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Photo by American Press Association.
GENERAL JOSEPH JOFFRE.
Some idea of how the Germans were
banaastu oj artillery fire during their
retreat was obtained on a visit to the
fields near Meaux. The German in
fantry had taken a position in a sunk
en road on either side of which were
stretched in extended lines hum
mocks, some of them natural and
some the work of spades in the bauds
of German soldiers.
Beside many bodies were forty or
fifty empty cartridge shells while frag
ments of clothing, caps and knapsacks
were scattered about. This destruc
tion was v "cught by batteries little
more than miles distant.
Straggling clumps of wood inter
vened between the batteries and their
mark, but the range had been de
termined by an officer on an elevation
a mile from the gunners. He tele
phoned directions for the firing and
through glasses watched the bursting
shells.
The sunken road was littered with
bodies today. Sprawiing in ghastly
fashion, the faces had almost the same
greenish gray hue as the uniforms
worn. The road is lined with poplars,
the branches of which severed by frag
ments of shells, were strewn among
the dead. In places whole tops of
trees had been torn away by the artil
lery fire.
A Demonstration.
"I distinctly saw you with a police
man's arms around you."
"Oh, yes, mum! Wasn't it nice of
him? He was showin' me how to bold
a burglar if I found one in the house."
-Life.
COMPANTTT BREAKFAST.
A Surprise Party That Startled •
Bride In India.
"I was married in India," says a
writer in the Contra Costa Gazette,
"and rented a little house fourteen
miles or so from any other habita
tion of white men. The morning my
wife and 1 arrived the servants laid
breakfast on the veranda overlooking
the river. At the clatter of the platea
there began to come down from the
big tree that overshadowed the house
and up the tree that grew in the ravine
behind it, from the house roof Itself,
from everywhere, a multitude of sol
emn monkeys.
"They came up singly nod in couplre
and in families and took their place*
without noise or fuss cn the veranda
and sat there like an audience waiting
for an entertainment to begin. And
when the breakfast was nil laid and
the monkeys were all seated I went in
to call my wife.
"'Breakfast is ready, and tbey ara
all waiting!' I said.
" 'Who are waiting? she asked in
dismay. 'I thought we were going to
be alone, and I was Just coming out !n
my dressing gown.'
"'Never inind.* I said 'The
about here are not fashionably dressed.
Tbey wear pretty much the same
things all the year round.'
"And so my wife came out. Imagine
her astonishment. In the middle of
the veranda stood our breakfast tables
and all the rest of the space, ua well as
the railings and the steps, was covered
with an immense company of monkeys,
as grave as possible and as motion*
less and silent as If they were stuffed.
Only their eyes kept blinking and their
little round ears kept twitching. My
wife laughed heartily—at which the
monkeys only looked all the graver—
and sat down. !
" 'Will they eat anything? she asked.
" Try them.' I said.
"So she picked up a biscuit and threw
it among the company. Three hun
dred monkeys jumped into the air like
one, and for an instant there was a
riot that defies description. The next
moment every monkey was sitting in
ts place as solemn as If it had never
moved. Only their eyes winked and
their ears twitched.
"My wife threw them another bis
:uit, and the riot broke out again. Then
she threw them another aud another
and another. But at last we had given
away all that we had to give and got
np to go. The monkeys at once roso
and, advancing gravely to the steps,
walked down them in a solemn pro
cession and dispersed for the day's oc
cupations." ...