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The Young Tramp.
A Story Showing That Persons Are Not Always
What They Seem.
W. R. ROSE, In Cleveland Plain Dealer.
The old man turned an ashen face '. Ho closed his eyes and the smile
toward his companion.
-It's no use, boy," he thickly said.
j i can't go any further."
"Yes, you can." the younger man
told him. "Here, brace up. None of
that."
He caught the old man by the
shoulders and steadied him.
"That's all right," the old man said.
"You're a good boy. You've stuck by
the old man like a son. No Hon
would have done as much. No son
would have stuck to such a battered
an' disreputable old hulk. You're a
flue lad a fine lad."
He rubbed his hand confusedly
across his eyes.
"Come," said the young man,
sharply, and drew him forward. "We
can't stop here In this lonely place.
Come."
But the old man's strength was
spent. His weary feet could not bear
the collapsing frame any further.
He stretched out his shaking hand.
"I can't see," he said. "Where are
we, boy?" '
"We are on a lonely part of the
highway," the young man told him.
"There's no house In sight."
"We should be almost there," mut
tered the old man. "I I could find
the way If It wasn't so dark. Where
are you, boy?"
"Here," cried the young man. "My
arm Ib about you. Try to bear up a
little further. Come, lean on me.
Lean hard."
He half carried the old man a few
feet further. But he could put no
life into the drooping form.
"I I wanted to get home," sobbed
the old man. "The prodigal knocks
at the gate. A vagabond, an Idler, a
worthless wreck, a feeder of swine
the prodigal is fainting at the gate.
There Is no father at whose feet I
may kneel - no mother to see my
shame. Boy, look to the right is
there not a tiny graveyard on the
hillside?"
"Yes," the young man answered.
Yes, I see the white stones."
"The father is there, the mother Is
there. No one is left save the prodi
gal's brother. But I ask no odds of
him no odds."
His head drooped, his body slipped
down a little in the young man's
grasp.
"Stand up, I tell you," cried the
young man. "Come, pull yourself to
gether. Don't give up. The house
you seek can't be much further along
the road. Here, here. Look at me.
Now step off. One-two-three. Curse
those fellows who stole my flask!
Don't do that!"
His voice was almost a roar. His
arm tightened about the old vaga
bond. He looked up and down the
roadway, but ho human being was in
sight.
"Let me down," murmured the old
man. "I'm tired, 30 tired." His
voice suddenly grew plaintive. "It's
a long walk to the mill a long
walk. But father Is pretty sure to
pick me up on the way. Hark, I hear
the wheels. He's coming, he's com
ing." The young man looked about him
despairingly. Then he lifted the frail
old form In his arms and laid it on
the grass at the roadside, under a
spreading oak. He quickly drew off
his coat and folded It and placed it
beneath the gray head.
The vagabond faintly smiled. His
seamed and sunken face took on a
peaceful expression.
"Let me sleep," he muttered; "let
me sleep."
Thr young man drew himself erect
and looked up and down the roadway
once more. And now he saw some
body approaching. A light wagon
drawn by a single horse had appeared
from around the bend In the road
way. "The wheels," murmured the old
man, "the wheels."
The younger man ran out In the
roadway and waved big tattered hat.
The speed of the horse was quick
ened. A moment later he made out
the driver to be a woman and she
was alotie.
The woman, she was only a girl,
stared at the young man sharply as
she reined in the horse. He was dusty
and unkempt and unshaved, a shabby
figure in the yellow dust of the high
way. "What do you want?" she asked.
"There Is an old man lying here at
the roadside," he answered, and
pointing toward the vagabond. "He
Is exhausted and In a serious condi
tion. He needs shelter and a doc
tor." She turned the howe from the
roadway, lightly leaped to the ground
and ran to the recumbent figure. A
moment later she knelt beside It.
"Poor man, poor man," she mur
mured, and pushed the matted gray
hair from the wrinkled forehead.
Then without looking up she added,
"There la a brook Just beyond the
fence. Fill your hat with water."
The young man was away In a mo
ment, and he was back almost as
quickly. He knelt beside her and
held the dripping hat. The girl
dipped her handkerchief In the liquid
and gently bathed the pale face and
the gray bead.
Then the old man opened his eyes
nnii stared up at the face so near
bm. A faint smile softened the
rugged features.
"Mlllicent," he murmured.
The girl asped. She gave the
young man a startled glance.
"Mlllicent was my mother's name,"
he whispered. "Who Is this old
man what la hit name?"
The young man shook hit head
I don't know." he whispered In
"turn. "I met him yesterday-on
the road. He seemed Very anxious
to reach a house near here."
"Mlllicent," murmured' the old
?.au . "Don't ,0 'wn)r- Im "wing
, back In a moment. Father It calling
me. See, ho U taking flown the
faded from Ji is white face
"He must be moved at once," said
the girl as she quickly rose. "My
home Is just beyond the bend. Can
we get blm Into the wagon?"
"Yes, yes," the young man an
swered. "Drive as close to him as
you can."
A moment later the young stranger
stooped and lifted the aged form and
placed it in the box of the wagon.
Then he put' the coat under the gray
head and straightened the feeble
limbs.
"Go on," he said. "1 will walk be
side the wagon."
She drove Blowly, avoiding the bad
places in the road, and doing her best
to make the journey an easy one.
Presently they reached the bend of
the roadway and a substantial farm
house was Been a little ways beyond.
The girl drove up the driveway to the
side porch. A stout woman ran out
from a rear door.
"Anna," said the girl, "this is a
sick man who needs our help. Heat
some water at once."
The stout woman turned without
a word and hurried into the kitchen.
The girl stepped to the porch. The
young man picked up the sick wan
derer and the girl led the way Into
the house. An airy bedroom on the
ground floor was given up to the
strange guest, and the young man
prepared him for the comfortable
bed. Then the girl brought the hot
water and a stimulant, and In a little
while' the heavy eyelids parted and
the weary eyes looked around.
The old man drew a deeD breath
and pushed his wasted hand across
the coverlid towards his companion of
the road.
"Home," he whispered; "home!"
men ms eyes closed again. Pres
ently the girl went out and a mo
ment later the young man Joined her.
"He has fallen Into a stupor," he
.to do and the doctor says It will not 1
be long. And and you must not
worry about my appearance."
The girl's face reddened..
"I should not have said what 1 did
this morning," she murmured. "It
was unkind."
"No, no," he protested. "I did not
take it that way. I thought It a
kindness. It showed an interest In
my welfare. It was a gentle reproof,
a reproof that I fully deserved not
one that I could question. But hark,
I hear my patient."
For three days and nights the
tramp watched beside the vagabond.
They were days of weariness and
sleepless nights. The old man was
restless and at times delirious. But
the tramp's voice soothed him, the
tramp's strong hands held htm when
his mind wandered.
On the third morning he was on
the porch when the girl came down
stairs. -Tho sun wag clearing the
fringe of woods on the eastern hills.
The girl looked at his haggard face.
He nodded gravely.
"He passed away Ju3t at daybreak."
There was a brief silence.
"Quietly?" she asked.
"Yes. He came out of his stupor
and knew me. I saw that he wanted
to say something. As I bent down a
smile broke across his face. He whis
pered 'home' and was gone."
The girl turned away. Presently
she came back. There were tears in
her eyes.
"Was it well for him to go?" she
half asked.
"It was well."
She came a little nearer.
"You must rest," she said, with a
catch in her voice. "You have done
too much. When you have had your
breakfast you must go to bed and
stay there."
"No," he protested. "After I have
my breakfast I will be myself again.
There Is something to be done. You
will need me. I helped to bring you
this burden, I mean to stay until
until all is over. Tell me what to
do."
As usual he had his way, and two
days later all the arrangements being
completed, brief services were held
In the house, and then the casket was
was carried by six elderly men, neigh
bors and fellow churchmen of the
absent father, down the lane, and
across the field, and a little ways up
the sunny hillside, where the new
made grave awaited its tenant.
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, The Ultimate Reality.
1 conceive or God, philosophically, as the bringing to
gether of thought and things. On the cosmic scale Ho
brings together the mind and the world into the unity of
knowledge. In the social and human sphere He brings men
together in the bond of love. Behind mind and matter,
then, I recognize this third wonder. I see that the soul can
not exist apart from the world, nor the world from the soul.
I see that what requires ultimate explanation is neither the
soul nor the world, but the blending together of both; and
then by the clear light of this thought I read the truth that
the ultimate reality is One who includes both, and by the
power of a natural Impulse the Hps utter the name of God.
A final doubt crosses the mind. What if this Ultimate
Reality be otherwise unknowable? Unknowable! Of all
the truths In this universe it is the very truth we know most
thoroughly, most intimate, most constanly. It Is the light
of all our seeing. This blending together of thought and
things unknowable? Why, we ourselves are Just such a
blending together of thought and things. That is accurately
what It means to be a self, an ego, a person, and I know it
In every moment of my self-conscious existence. The blend
ing together of a mind that thinks with something it thinks
about makes a Self, and such a self am I. When, therefore,
we have got so far as to believe that the Ultimate Reality
In the universe is also a blending together of thought and
things, It is but a step to the conclusion that this Reality
is a Self, a Person, a Spirit, embracing the world. Law
rence P. Jacks, M. A.
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said. "I do not think there will be
any Immediate change."
The girl looked at him with trou
bled eyes.
"No doubt you have guessed that
this man is my father's brother," she
said. "He was always of a wayward
disposition. He embittered his fa
ther, he quarreled with bis brother.
But this door has never been ehut
against him, and I am trying to do
Just what my father would do if ho
were here."
"And when does your father re
turn?" "Not for ten days. He is looking
at some timber lands at a consider
able distance from the railroad."
"And there is no man you can rely
upon?"
"There Is no one near at hand, but
we will get along somehow."
He took his threadbare coat from
the wagon and slipped It on.
""Then you will let me stay."
"No, no," she said hurriedly. "We
have no claim on you."
"I am going to stay," he said firm
ly. "It will not be for long. A man
la needed here. The wanderer likes
me. I can handle him better than a
stranger could."
She looked at his dusky garb, his
unshaven and grimy face.
"You are very kind to this
straager," Bhe slowly said, "but are
you kind to yourself?"
He flushed a little at this.
"No doubt I treat myself quite as
wel at I deserve to be treated," bo
said. "But here, who Is going for the
doctor? I think you can' be better
spared."
She was back with the old doctor
in a little while. She had met him
on the roadway. They found the
young man sitting beside the wan
derer. A liberal use ot water had
freshened his appearance.
"Thore ht been no change," he
said, as the doctor approached.
The old physician looked at him
disapprovingly. Then he turned to
his patient. When he went out be
shook his gray head.
"It's a hopeless collapse," he said
He looked around. The young man
was not In sight. "Where's the
tramp?" he asked.
UoHn I . - ....
7' w .B8la lnejhome. All those wasted hours were
"n3 i te.red "!T P0rch- 1 ceneB' h th M lover-and he
w.n?ittliri wSro.,,,M" "usgled on with palsied feU I find
Bv .tinned i?t K . comfort in this thought. Homeless
They stepped into the driveway. and frlendlost. this seared old heart
Pretty soon the doctor came back, .tin held Its childlike lov, for home
"You can trust this vagabond." he And when he passed away there was
said to the girl In his gruff way. ,m,ie upon his face and a single
i-nVw"0" - 1 ooks. word upon his lips. That word was
I'll take the responsibility for him." home. Ood grant, friends, that when
. uc o. sieppea into ms We, too. shall be called awsy, that
Phaeton. "I have given him full ln- .mlu m, ,,. ou, tacfi .,' J
cry be on our Hps."
There was a little silence, and then
the group about the grave slowly dli
Ahead of the casket walked the young
pastor and behind it came the girl.
A group of the neighbors followed,
and a few more of the church people,
and last of all walked the tramp.
But there was a great change In
his appearance. Renovated garments
and clean linen and the use of the
razor, had brought an almost start
ling improvement in his looks. His
ruddy countenance had faded and
his rough hair he walked bare
headed had been smoothed and dis
ciplined. When the arrangements
were completed he had gone to the
village two miles away and there
brought about his improvement.
Wheu he returned to the farm the
services were about to commence and
he waited on the porch, quite hidden
from those within.
When the casket was set down the
people drew a little farther away, and
the young pastor uttered a fervent
prayer. Then he looked about.
"It Is a pltful thing," he slowly
Bald, "that none of us knew this man.
Even she who is of the same blood
had never seen him till he crossed
her father's threshold, the threshold
he was not to recross alive. The only
person present who knew aught in a
personal way of the departed is the
stranger who supported his frail body
and soothed his last moments. Per
haps this stranger has a message for
us, a message in which we may take
comfort and find Hope. Will you
speak to us, brother?"
The tramp came forward and stood
by the open grave. He hesitated a
moment.
"In the face of this mystery of
nfyeterles," he slowly began,' "it
would be presumption for me to sug
gest any lesson In this man's life, to
find any moral In his garnered years.
We are not here to pass Judgment,
not here to find moral comfort. We
are here only to fay farewell to this
that wbb our brother. I knew him
but a little time. I knew him only as
a child a wayward child that bad
grown weary with Btraylng. The
heart of the child still fluttered in
that shriveled breast. Think ot this,
friends, when you recall his barren
Ufa A r A 1I1.A (ha .l.aJ V. 1 1 J .
I-- auu t.aiv .mw ...vti I'UIIU W lit' U
the night is coming on, be longed for
As the tramp followed the others
the girl fell into step beside him.
She was softly crying and they
crossed the field in silence.
"Thank you for that and for
everything," she presently murmered.
And they walked on in silence.
As they neared the lane the young
man Btarted.
"There Is a man I believe I know,"
he said. "He must have come for
me."
"Come for you?" cried the girl, and
she suddenly laid her hand on his
arm,
"Only as a friend," he quickly
said. "Walsworth!" he called.
The man ahead of them turned
back. His face was red. He had
been crying.
He put out his hand to the tramp.
"Jim Arden," he abruptly said.
"I've been crying. I followed you up
there on the hillside, and that
pathetic scene and your talk was
too much for me."
"Miss Alice Wayne," said the
young man, "Mr. John Walsworth."
The girl looked from the handsome
and well dressed stranger to the pale
and shabby tramp.
"And now," she said to the new
comer, "will you kindly make me ac
quainted with your friend,"
The stranger stared at the girl, and
then at his friend.
"Miss Wayne," he said, "permit me
to present Mr. John Arden, author,
essayist, painter in local colors, lover
of nature, amateur tramp. He Is to
be the new editor ot the Columbian,
a place I am here to offer him. I
have brought the garments of civ
ilization with me, and when he as
sumes them he will put oft the char
acter of the vagabond, I hope, for
ever. "
The girl drew a quick breath.
"I am very glad." she said, with a
quick glance at the young man. "I
did my best to make him sae the folly
of the idle and wasteful life he was
leading."
The newcomer, looked at her with
smiling admiration.
"Jim can't refuse to stay reformed,
and take my editorship, after that,"
ho said.
A little later the girl and the
young man were alone. He had lin
gered to say goodby.
"Alice," he said, "sorrow has
drawn us together Joy mustn't sep
arate us. May I come back soon?"
She gave him her hand.
"Yes," she answered.
C ,3 1 A 1
HotKPHoirii
mtm t?i tsj0j
Russian Fuddinff.
Beat up two eggg In a pint of milk;
the whites and yolks must be whisked
separately. Add to this two ounces
of bread crumbs, two ounces of finely
mopped Buet, the grated rind of one
I lemon, half an ounce of chopped clt
! ron peel, two tablcspoonfuls brown
! sugar, five tablcspoonfuls golden
! sirup. Boat to a stiff cream.
I Fill a well buttered dish with the
i mixture, cover with buttered paper
ana steam for two hours and a half.
Serve with sweetened white sauce
flavored with vanilla extract. New
York Press.
Coffee.
The following directions for pre
paring coffee as they prepare It at the
Waldorf-Astoria, are given in the Na
tlonal Food Magazine: Allow one ta
blespoonful of coffee to each person.
The coffee whon ground should be
measured, put In the pot and boiling
water poured over it in the propor
tion of three-quarters of a pint to
each tablespoonful. The instant it
bolls take the pot off, uncover and let
it stand a mlnuto or two; thvn cover,
put it back on tho lire and boil again.
Let it stand for five minutes to settle;
It is then ready to pour out.
rfesscj Chickens.
Boil a chicken In as little water as
possible till the bones slip out and
the other portions are soft. Remove
the skin and fat, pick the meat apart
and mix white and dark meat. Sea
son the liquor highly with salt, pjep
per, celery and a little lemon Juice.
Boll down to one cupful and add a
little gelatine to make It Jelly. But
ter a mold or oblong pan, turn in
meat, drop in along centre slices of
four hard boiled eggs, pour over the
liquor when cool and place a weight
on the top. When ready to serve,
garnish with parsley or small crisp
lettuce leaves. New Haven Register.
WORDS OF WISDOM.
If I rest I rust, says tho key. Gcr
man. Man's life on earth Is a temptation.
Bible.
The fool wanders; the wise travel.
French.
We learn not at school, but in life.
German.
The finest Cower will soonest fade.
Cerman.
Were it not for hope, tho heart
would break. Irish.
A happy heart is better than a full
purse. Italian.
The friends of our friends are our
friends. French.
Misfortune is the touchstone of
friendship. German.
A villain when he seems most kind
is most to be suspected. Spanish.
A handsome woman pleases the eye,
but a good woman the heart. Dutch.
If you would enjoy youi raiment,
pay for it before you wear It. Dan
ish. Everything Is indefinite, vague end
transient; only virtue cannot lie shat
tered by any violence. Cicero.
Illumination must begin in tho
soul. For the face catches the gloiv
only from that side. The Fra.
Terrapin a la Newbcrg.
For this delicious dish a duck
roasted the day before will be re
quired. Cut the meat into dice and
mix with one-halt pound of boiled
calf's liver. Put into the chafing dish
a tablespoonful of butter and one of
flour. Blend thoroughly, then light
the lamp and add one-half pint ot
cream. When this is boiling add a
teaspoonful ot onion Juice, a single
clove of garlic split into halves and
one-half can of mushrooms. Cook
for three minutes longer and then
6tir in the chopped duck and liver.
Slip underneath the hot water pan to
keep hot for the second helping.
Poston Post.
About Milliners.
An Atchison woman who has a sin
cere desire to be economical took a
blue feather, some velvet and' a rose
to a milliner, asking the milliner to
furnish the shape and trim it. The
woman was proud of the feather, the
velvet and the rose, as they were as
good as new, but the milliner cast
just one glance at them, and then
the woman began to apologize.
"Apologies are not necessary," said
the milliner icily. "You surely don't
expert me to use anything like that!"
And the woman didn't.
Another woman said to her mil
liner bravely: "I want a hat that
doesn't cost a cent over 53."
"W-h-a-t! " screamed the milliner. "I
mean," stammered the woman, "that
doesn't cost over $16." "Of, well,
that's better." said the m'.innr
Kansas City Journal.
Eels a la Tartnre.
Get your fish merchant to draw and
skin the eels, and cut them into
lengths of about an Inch long, wash
them carefully and parboil them in
water to which has been added a lit
tle salt and vinegar.
Drain them carefully and let them
get cold, then dip each piece in boat
en egg and fine bread crumbs.
Fry them in cooking hot fat till
a golden brown and drain them on
paper.
Have ready a hot dish which has
some tartaro sauce poured in the cen
tre; arrange the Dsh neatly, and
serve immediately, and the heat of
the dish will make the sauce go
thin.
Tartare sauce is made a3 follows:
To a gill ot mayonnaise add a tea
spoonful of mustard, a little finely
chopped onion, some chopped tarra
gon and chervil, one teaspoonful of
anchovy essence, squeeze of lemon
Juice and plenty of white pepper. Cay.
enne may be added to taste If li!:-."!.
Now York Press.
j
A Lover of Shakespeare.
Although an ardent supporter of
everything Shakesperean, Mr. Sidney
Lee gives no quarter to those folk
who are totally Ignorant of their
Shakespeage, but who are filled with
rapture and awe every time his name
is mentioned. Such a nerann. Mr
declared on one occasion, found her
self at Stratford-on-Avon. When she
reached the railway station, where
her train had nnt vet ar.ivD
enthusiasm was immense, and' she
looicea aoout her with brimming
eyes. "Ah." sha sold. T fhinv m
place affects me more thnn all. Here
ne must nave come to take the train
up to London." M. A. P.
structlons," be siJ
When be had disappeared dowa the
road the young man came forward.
You will let me take charge here."
parsed, all save those who were left
be said. I think I know Just what ' to perform tto Ccsl cSa:.
A New Language.
One day while Gcorir.i AAa '.
traveling in the Orient, hft cnniA llnnn
a fellow nasscneer in hrr.tert ,iir,a.
slon with an old Arab. The lady.
a school teacher from Indiana, com
plained to Mr. Ada thnr nftci. edit
ing Arabic for years, in preparation
for this trip, she could not under
stand a word that the native eaid.
-revor mind," said Ade, consoling,
lv. "Can't you sen that im h.,n'i
tooth in his head? He's talking s-m-
Arauc. success Magazine.
Kcpartee.
Madame "Julep, we have beca
married six months, and you no longer
love me."
Monsieur "My dear! I "
Madame "Oh, It's no use tttoapt
lng to deny it You should have mar.
rled a stupider woman than I to make
turh a denial convincing."
Monsieur (a little huffy) "Well,
It's not my fault. 1 csuIJn't ttvl
C2j." i r.:.a.
Chopped olives are an addition to
almost any salad.
An excellent wash for the mouth
before retiring is milk of magnesia.
Have you ever noticed the soft,
agreeablo tone of the light which
comes through the curtain of cream
colored cheesecloth?
"I always warm the flour," said a
housewife, "when I make bread in
cold weather. Then thero la never
I anv dancer that the bread will not
rise."
It Is much newer not to put a fancy
edge on the curtains of wash fab
rics which you may be hanging at
the windows. Let them hang straight
and plain.
Table linen hems much more easily
it the dressing in it is first washed
out, although there is no doubt but
that a hem is turned more easily
when now.
When maklns fudge use one table
spoonful of peanut butter Instead of
butter and chopped nuts. This gives
a much richer flavor and Is plea3anter
to the tongue.
When cutting a tomato some pre
fer to pass tho knife frequently over
the froshly cut surface of a large
onion. The resulting flavor la inde
scribably delicato.
A quick way to bleach linen that
has become yellow from lying a long
time packed away is to soak it In
sour milk or buttermilk for some
time before laundering.
The woman who knows how to re
lax and save her nervous energy sits
when combing her hair or massag
ing her face. She does her work bet
ter because It Is less tlrezome to sit.
To use more ot the candlo than
Is usually possible, fit a cork Into
the candlestick, leaving about a quar
ter of an Inch space around the top.
Run a heavy needle through the cork
and push the candle down on that.
THE GREAT DESTROYER
BOM H STARTLING FACTS AISOCT
TUI2 VICE OF INXKMi'liliAACK.
JTo Friend to Me.
(N'nt long nno a reformed drunl:nrd told
me llie facu mrmte'i here.)
X i use to nsl; me. ho.' n, to drink,
l'i r tlint I'll never Io;
Ju-t. call me nil the nnme you pler.se
Anl ny I'm foolish, too.
Ilul ir'y.iii'tl t';-n inui-li ui I
VouM say tlie foolish one
(fis In? v,io tool; the 'Ois,,nel cui;
The viie one, he takes none.
Ami since you know that drink uruuht me
So c!',-e to ruin's door.
Why do you ak rue to no in
Anil Imve n drink once more?
I'll tell you this: you're ujt my frienil
To nsk me to to in
Anil break my pleitc nnd plunge my soul
In misery nii'i sin.
No, boys. 1 have no time for you.
I'm striving day by duy,
Instead of lemliim smiU to death,
1 lift them l.y the way.
Anil since you iiim through life but one
i ben of you Im st.ni
And k'ave the oi!t (intuitu of sin,
And tie. er drink n drop.
Then when thai moment comes to you
When all i f life is o'er.
How ulad you'll l,e you tace l nhout
And drank the cup no more.
KUi.ii li. Young.
We So Longer I.anli at Iirttiiknrd.o.
A drunken man btasscrcd Into a
trolley car and sprawled on iso scat.
Whon tho conductor came lor his faro
lie fumbled in his pockets, but found
t:o money. It- was apparent that he
had no clpar idea of whore ho was
goint;, cr why he had taken tlx- street
car.
Ho was dazed, bewildered for the
time being n lunatic.
The conductor, rather than have n
fisht and terrify the other passengers,
many of whom were women, rani; up
tho drunken man's fare. That meant
paying it out of his own poeket. The
conductor did not laugh at his help
less ptissenser. It was a hopeful
sign that none of the passengers
laughed.
Forunately, drunkenness Is now
seldom treated as a Joke. The trag
edy of it is understood.
Men and women who see a man,
maudlin and staggering on his way
home to terrify his children and dis
tress his wife, can see nothing funny
in his antics.
They think of what his home com
ing will mean; they understand tho
pathetic failure that he has made of
life. And they would as soon laugh
at a maniac, escaued from an asylum,
and gibherlng his meaningless rub
bish that bespeaks the ruined mind.
As men become more intelligent
nnd more civilized drunkenness will
die out altogether. It was onre con
sidered quite proper for United States
Senators, eminent lawyers, even
Judges on the bench, to bring on
themselves the temporary insanity
that corms with intodcatlon.
Stories of their behavior when
under the influence of liquor were
told and laughed at.
To-day a drunken man in public
life is rare. Instead of being laughed
tit he is held In horror. I-Vw people
laugh when they hear anecdotes of
his drunken conduct.
In business employers have dlncov.
end that a drunken man, however
brilliant, is not to be compared with
a pober man. The tour is plven
short shrift. A second offense usually
results In his looking for another
Job.
The belief that rertnin t 'nines, not.
r.bly public speaking, could be clone
by some men better when a little
f'runk than when fobpr bn3 been ut
terly exploded. It h..3 been found
that If a man "an make a tolerable
speech after three or four drinks lie
can make a far bttf r speech after no
drink.s at nl!.
In ens s whr-re liquor does loosen
the tongu" it loosens it too much, and
the drunkard babbles things of his
own or hn employer's business that
makes him bitterly repent when ho Is
sober.
As lor the poor dipsomaniac, who
drinks to forget, it would h" ns wrong
to laugh at him ns it would to laugh
at the consumptive, tottering feebly
toward the grave. Ho has made a
wreck of his life: wors still, he has
probably wrecked the innocent lives
of dependents, broken ihe heart of a
mother or wife, left children to strug
gle wiih the world unequipped to
make a living for themselves.
Such a man is rot a 1oi;e he ts a
terrible human t;-g.?dy. He needs
help and sympathy, rather then good
natured contempt.
On the stage drunkenness l-t no
longer considered ludicrous. Illus
trated Jokes about drunkards, once
numerous in magazines, are now dls.
Appearing. And toleration for the
drunkards themselves In actual life
Is becoming less and less common.
We are really making progress. A
hundred years ago Idiots and luna
tics, the most horrible of human spec
tacles. were laughed ar. Now they
are cared for kindly, and given all
the heln that can b given while they
Uv out their blank, dreadful lives-.
To-day we are beginning to think
of drunkards In the same way. Scion
not even unthinking children will
laugh at them as they reel by on the
street. Editorial by Arthur Tins
bane, In the New York Evcf.lr.g Jour
nal. '
State of Pennsylvania
KJKC'T MIXISTKll.
Itev. Willfiifii II oyer, Mother and Sis
ter Again Turned Out.
Trevorton. Itev. William Heyer,
formerly pastor of the local Lutheran
Church, was ejected from the alms
house with his mother and sifter,
where they sought refuge after he
had been evicted from the parson
age. The former minister refused to
leave tiie institution when requested
and a constable had to force hiru
from the house.
The poor directors claim the min
isterial party was entered there with
out the necessary legal papers, and
that It was unlawful to give them
more food under the present con
ll'lon of affairs.
The preacher and relatives went
to a grove near town and prepared
to live In the open air. They were
without provisions. A resident took
them to his home and will k'-ep them
for the present.
Hev. 1 lever came here seven years
ago, los- his popularity and in 1907
the congregation asked for a new
minister, saing they had grown tired
of Heyer. i - refused to leave the
church until he vas evicted by force.
CAHXHCilK's HIVAL DE.VI).
He Murt'iecl Steel Magnate's Sweet.
In'iiit At ( lose of War.
Pittsburg. Andrew Carnegie's ri
val In love, a poor man, died here.
He was "Squire" Kdward Cox Neg
ley, Alderman in the Kast End and
husband of the girl who threw over
the steel master for the poor but
gallant soldier Just returned from
upholding the honor of his country's
flag.
During the closing days of the
war Carnegie, who was then not a
rleli Heel master, attended Central
Presbyterian Church. His attentions
to one of the choir singers, pretty
Miss Crawford, grew marked and at
tracted attention. Matters progress
ed finely until word came that the
South had capitulated. Soon there
after a handsome young fellow, wear
ing a colonel's uniform, appeared.
Miss Crawford noted the gallant
young soldier. An Introduction soon
followed and Carnegie had a rival
In the person of Colonel Negley.
Xegley was the favored one and was
accepted.
AIMS AT IMMJ; HITS WOMAX.
Policeman Shoots Three Hobs In
Owner Of boomed Animul.
Washington. Efforts to send nn
unlicensed dog to the happy hunting
grounds at Kayette City resulted in
Mrs. William HIakely, the dog's
owner, being shot three times by
Policeman George Eppmnn.
Mrs. HIakely wanted the dog killed
and was assisting the oflicer. As he
discharged his weapon the woman
stpppr-d in the lino of fire and was
ihot through the leg, the breast and
the back. Her condition Is serious.
The dog. unharmed, ran away.
Charged with sending threatening
letters alter accepting settlement for
being knocked down by nn automo
bile, John Thompson," of Meadow
Hrook, was sentenced to two months
In jail. Thompson had been hit by
an automobile driven by I'rank Hay
dell, near Jenklntown. Thompson
:onclu.led he hadn't received enough
'omi ensation and threatened to burn
ItaydeU's barn if he didn't receive
more money.
STATE ITEMS.
With his fare disfigured and his
irm blown off as a result of a dyna
mite explosion at No. S Colliery,
Erank Mi Cann, of Lam-ford, wu.s tak
en to Ashland Hospital In a critical
:ondit:on.
The body of John Hordeiidorf, ot
Wlndgap, a weal' by tanner, was
found hanging in the attic of his
home by his wife. He had been
in poor hialth fur a year or more
and is supp"-ed to have become des
pond"!it. II" was years of age.
A 1'i iin.-;. lvania Railroad locomo
tive, which had been retired to the
roundhouse at bulersville, run away
iiul went, sixteen miles on its own
account with no one at the throttle
before being captured, and then or.ly
bec.ni.se Its steam had bei u exhaust
ed. J. S. McFaddcn, of Hanover, near
ly lost his life by swallowing a quan
tity of bichloride of mercury instead
of cough medicine.
Judge Staples, in Carbondal.
pave ten boys the choice of giving
up eigaro'te and staying in after
dark or going to the Reformatory.
They agreed to reform. Their ages
rango from 1 1 to 1 S
rnoMixEXT ri:npi.j.
- The new contracts alone, made last
year by the New York Edison Com
pany,' numbered 84,331, aggregating
an equivalent of 11,763, 016 lamps of
Mxtssn candle-pow.r, coaiumluc City
U-atU.
Swedish Temperance Education.
The Swedish Riksdag has appro- !
printed 280O to the Central Tern- !
oerance Education League to bo used
in promoting antl-alcoliol instruction
in the schools of l'JO'j. The appro
priation for 1908 was used in con
ducting courses of instruction In dif
ferent centres of population, and es
neclnlly a course for teachers, given
In Stockholm at tho Royal School of
Engineering.
The Eight in India.
"The Stale-regulated liquor sv,.
torn has been demonstrated to be de
structive of the highest Interests of
the Indian people and opposite to
their deepest convic tloas. The prin
ciple of local option Is being recog
nized, and we are confident that if
ho Usue were left to the people of
India themselves, they would speed
ily extinguish the harmful traffic,"
writes the editor of Abkarl. the or
gan of the Anglo-Indian Temperance
Association.
Eleven Ileformcd.
Ralph Ulllam writes: "in nearly
very place where I have ben this
winter the work has onened hard,
very hard, and yet closed In wonder
ful victory. In on place eleven men.
all drunksrdn. decided fr Christ, and
all are still doing well."
lorjranlzrd H Force.
The Anti-Saiooa League has so re
organized its forces In Washington
that the National League directly rep.
resent the churches of th dlft.'ict.
This gives every assurance taut !
vtneed tempt-rane leiiitllcn will b
tnactcd for .the District ce;t year.
Work at Beverly, Mass.. on tM
sunini"r home of President Tift was
rushed.
William E. Corey did r.rt deny that
he was a prominent Oucrj in a hugs
copper combination.
Colonel John Jacob Astor Is the
owner of tho largest collection in the
world of automobiles for personal us?.
Jacob Rlls was elected honorary
president of the Playground Assoeia
tlon of America, In session at Pitts
bure. Rear-Admiral I'arbcr and the om
cera of his squadron were received by
tho Mlkp.dn a:id dln?d by Admiral
Togo at TuUIo.
Learning ir-nt Mr.gi3trcte V.'al'h
bad died poor, his associates ritu'e u.i
n fund of S10H0 far his widow, lu
New York City
Professor Charles Waldstel". of
Cambridge University, atut Mrs. Thro,
dore Sligmnn, of Nev.- York City,
were married In Londor.
W, K. Vanderbllt offered to pay the
exnenses of uniting the fragments of
John Jay Park Into a practically new
breathlns spot for New York City.
Marquis de Villalobar, first secre
tary of tho SpauU'j Embassy at Lon
don, v.ill succeed Don Itomon Pins,
the Spanish Minister tt Washington.
D. C.
Rodman Crlscom, brother of Lloyd
C. GrUcom, the Amrican Amb&ss.
dor to Italy, was received in private
audience by King Victor Emmanne!,
at Rome.
Dr. Harvey W. "lisy, the Govern
nnfs food expert, and about 160
delegate to the International Con
Krrss of Applied Chemistry, sailed tor
London.
Truo to Trnlirr3.
Generous Lafly "Here, UU'.o boy.
i know you are hungry f.-:i bet at
these animal crackers."
Koy "Much obliged, ltdy; but my
folks a;oj vegetarians." Jijs.