A BIRD
Koon oa tb rardrna fair and stately,
CUwe-clipped hdga and arbora rare;
Koon In tbe palnpe liush'd aedatnly
King asleep In his cunhloned ehalr.
Pawn nmldlnpr and Inrda bent over:
lireakin mo allenro, fnr and Hweet,
"Twcet-tweet-lwevt!" sang a bird in the
Warm winds blew It across the wheat!
Prlncoa3 Mnrjollne, fair and rosy.
Hun a-Ileik on her (jnliieii head,
Scowl'd at her lessons dull nnd prosy:
"That hint's happy!" she softly said.
Knddcd the (trim duenna, sleeping;
Kves thnt wiw not, nor ears that hoard;
Swiftly the little princes, irrarplna-.
Fled, at the call of a vagrant bird!
Down nv heiK'ps and beds of myrtle,
Tenrinir hues nnd frllla aside;
Clad In her short Riven iindnr-klrtlp.
Hare little nrnis, and hair blown whin.
ff with shoes! and the brown brooks
laughter
Answer'd the splosh of dimpled reet.
Then by the wood-track, following after,
Led by the bird's sons, "Sweet, oh,
sweet!"
Sown hro' the birch-boles treading
Brown!" 'a ml barefoot, and half nfrnfli
"Come nnd play!" cnll'd the prlncoss
brKhlly.
"Day with me!" to the cotter's maid.
Not n moment of Joy they wasted;
Rhar'd the princess the cutter a dole;
Never su h toothsome fare she tasted
Black bread dlpp'd in the creamy bowl!
Rout In the lluhted palace revel'd,
Searoh'd and scunn'd waa the lordly
place;
Cfj
IN THE BIOGRAPH.
What Old Abner Carter Learned at the Moving Picture ffij
(W. R. Rose in Cleveland Plain Dealer.)
The laRt man on earth to admit that
Abner Carter lived a narrow life
would have been Abner Carter himself.
That was an admirable form of proof
of hla narrowness. All his 64 years
f existence had been passed on a
farm in a Vermont township not far
from the Canadian line. He was two
miles from the nearest village and
a tiny village It was and efcven miles
from the nearest railway. He sold his
produce in the village to buyers who
were understood to come from far
away Burlington and that two miles
radius enclosed his little world.
There had been talk of another
railway, the line to take in the village
on its way to Montreal. Abner Carter
had resented this proposed intrusion.
The village had done very well with
out a railway for a century and more.
A railway meant smoke and smudge,
and noise and cattle killed and maim
ed, and depot loafers. He liked the
railway still less when a good look
ing young surveyor at work on the
eoming route saw Sylvia Carter in the
lane beside the Carter homestead. Syl
via -was pretty, very pretty and smart,
too and Abner Carter was proud of
her beneath the ehell that hid his
emotions.
l.;WelJ ,the railway didn't come it
may have been nil a financial bluff, but
the surveyor kept on coming and one
day the good looking young fellow
faced him.
"Mr. Carter," he said, "I want you
to give me Sylvia."
Abner Carter's face grew hard.
"When Sylvia marries," he said,
"she's goln' to marry some steady
young feller who was raised In this
neighborhood an" it'll be a young fel
ler that Sylvy knows an' I know."
"I'm a little sorry," said the young
man, "that I wasn't raised in this
neighborhood, but that can't be helped
now. I'm generally considered a pret
ty good fellow, as it is, and my pros-
nects are excellent. There's a fine po-
aitlon waiting for me In New York
assistant engineer in a big railway of
flee and I want Sylvia to go with
me."
Abner scowled ominously.
"You can't have her," he snarled.
The young man drew a deep breath,
Then it's up to Sylvia," he said and
turned away.
"You get off these premises as quick
as you know bow," the angry Abner
roared after him.
Then he stormed into the house.
"Sylvy," he cried, "that jackanapes
ef a chain toter has Just been askin'
' me ef he could marry you. I sent him
packln' mighty quick." He turned to
go and then looked back. "I dunno
what foolJBhness you've got in your
head," he said, "but you'd better get
It out as quick as you know how. You
nave good as promised to Cyrus
Roundtree's boy an' you'll marry him
or nobody. If you was to go so far
- as to take up with this englneerln'
loafer I'd never want you to darken
these doorB again an I'd never want
to hear your name any more. Ana he
talked away heavily and expended his
surplus energy in vicious attacks on
the woodpile.
Sylvia's pretty face had turned very
white and her heart beat hard and
rant, hut she held her temper and
made no reply.
That night she ran away with Rich
ard Merriam and her name was men
tioned no more In the old homestead.
- A year later Abner Carter received
a letter.
At the top of the sheet was a street
and number and the letter was dated
In New York. The message it bore
was a brief one, written in a weak
and waving hand.
"Dear father," it began, "I am the
mother of a baby girl. Her name is
Sylvia. I wanted you to know about
aay great happiness. Sylvia."
Abner stared at this setter a long
' time. Then he growled1 aomething un
der his breath and tore the letter to
fragment and flung them Into the fire
place. "They don't get no moaey out o
hi growled.
' Then lite moved along as before on
- CALL.
Toreh-llt pases, and maids dlaheyel'd
Track'fl the prlncea by aoraps of lace!
Every hour of dark she number'd
Grim duenna wIMi terror wild;
While ever the princess calmly slumber'd
On the straw with the cotter's child!
Connsel'd at morn the lords together;
X aceu me mimiin ii ion- -.
(Far away, from the grass
Kchoed the bird's song,
nd heather,
Sweet, on,
Sweet!")
Sudden a tumult guards and pnges,
Torn green klit'o nnd golden hair;
Punish!" the ol duenna rages;
Shrieks the princess: "lou will not
dare!"
"See I love her! We play'd together!"
Small white palm Into brown one
strayed; ,
(Scared, like cnttle In hempen tether.
Stood the hinds and their barefoot
maid). .
"Kind they were when I wandor a
thither; .
Is It by bonds uch debts we pay?
Wicked pnires. to hale them hither!
I'm to blame, for 1 ran away!
Twinkled the king's eyes, laughter-
laden;
"Hold and freedom for them," quoth he.
"Since they have hous'd this wilful
mnlden
Who hath flouted my house and me.
Klss'd nnd tweak'd in a breath, she
winces, ,
"This for penance, my tricksy eir.
Listen whisper; your father, princess
Did the very same thing himself!
E. Vinton Blake, In St. N'lcholas.
Show. 2?
the Carter farm as it had been mov
ing for sixty years more.' Abner toil
ed and saved and steadily added to his
earthly treasure and his neighbors
looked upon him as a solid member
of the scattered community.
Ten years had passed when he heard
from Sylvia again.
The letter was also from New York,
but it bore the name of another street
and another number.
"Dear father," he slowly read aloud,
"I am writing to tell you that our lit
tle Sylvia, who has been very, very ill,
Is going to get well. For hours we
thought we had lost her. And when
the doctor said Just now that the dan
ger was passed my mother heart cried
out to your father heart, and so I am
writing to tell you this wonderful, this
blessed news. Sylvia."
Abner stared at the letter for a long
time. Then he slowly folded it and
put it in the envelop and tucked it be
hind the old eight-day clock on the
mantel.
Then he sat looking into the fire-
place for a long time.
"Guess I'm gettln' old," he sadd pres.
ently. He ran hPs hand through his
thick gray hair. "Too much thinkln'
ain't good for a man," he muttered.
'More work is what I need. Lemrae
read that letter again." He rose up
and stretched out his hand. "No, I
won't. There's no use getting harried
up again. It sounds straight. I re
member I felt a good deal like that
when Sylvy had dipthery. Down on
my knees I was up there behind the
bed prayln' that old Dr. Bingham
would see a change for th" better. An
when he came to me an' whispered
there was a chance for her I felt like
gettln' out in the back lot an' yeHIn'.
She was only five then." He paused
a moment. "I wonder how they're fix'
ed?" he slowly Bald. "That husband
OUR OPPORTUNITY.
Life is so short, 'twere well, it seems to me,
To look upon it as a breathing space
Where clay bound souls may recognize their grace
Kre passing forward toward eternity.
Tls but one chance in all the darkened way
From primal being unto man's estate,
Wherein the Ego can consult with fate
Before his footsteps to oblivion stray.
Here, on this planet, we at least can trace
Our varied paths since so called, life, began;
Here we may Join fish, reptile, beast and man
And, sans all knowledge of our future place,
So shape our actions that another sphere
Shall find us greater for our sojourn here. t
' L. S. Waterhouse,
cf hers didnt look like anythin' of a
saver, an' I wouldn't like the child to
suffer ian' me here with plenty." He
pushed back the old rocker. "AbneT
Carter," he harshly said, "you're an
old fool."
Two days later he was in the village
with a load of produce. As he drove
up Main etreet he heard the sound of
music. He looked around. The mu
sic came from one of the stores along
the way. The store front was paint
ed white and there were pictures on It
and a sign in gilt letters over the door
way. The sign bore the words "Al
hambra," The old man drove up to the gen
era store.
"hWat's that show place up .th'
street with th music?" he presently
asked the proprietor.
"Movin" pictures," the latter replied.
"Panoramy?"
"Nope. People move In 'em same
as life."
"Dum foolishness, I 'pose?"
"I dunno. Old man Edison had suth-
in' to do with mventln' it My boy
BUI Bays they're putting In th' show
everywneres. There' tour of 'em la
Burlington."
"Seen 'em yet?'
"Nope, I ain't seen 'em myself, but
my folks think they're mighty inter
est'. Feller ds doing pretty well, too,
I'm told 'specially Saturdays."
"Child's play, I guess," growled Ab
ner Carter as he turned away.
lie was in no hurry to return home.
He strolled along the street In an aim
less way.
This was a changed Abner Carter.
He was uneasy and unsettled. He
wouldn't admit it, but the letter be
hind tbe old clock on the mantel had
shaken him a good deal.
He wallked by the moving picture
theatre and stared at the lithographs
as he passed. He had been thinking
too much lately. He needed some;
thing to get his mind away from that
that stuff about a father's heart. A
cheap trick to catch his sympathy, per
haps. No, no. He wouldn't belter
it. Sylvia meant it every word or it.
Sylvia it was his mother's name and
for years he had barred it even from
his thoughts.
He turned and walked back ana
then, half automatically, found him
self pushing a nickel along the glass
shelf before the girl in the ticket
booth and a moment later was In the
dark auditorium. He stumbled to a
seat and presently grew accustomed to
the novel surroundings. One of the
films was nearing the end as he
reached his seat, and when he looked
up at tbe stage the next series was
running.
From the first it held Abner carter s
attention. He forgot the novelty, tne
mechanism it waa all real to him.
The story told by the film was a
simple one. An old farmer, a stern
old man, harsh and grizzled, had an
only son, a fine young fellow, smart
and active. This lad was very dear
to his father, although the old man
made few demonstrations of affection.
It appeared that he decided the boy
should marry Dora, an estimable
young woman, a relative of one of the
family. But the boy fell in love with
the maid, a pretty girl who helped
with the household duties, and braved
his father for the pretty girl's love.
And the hard old man turned him
from his door. So William, with his
head high went away with the pretty
maid and they were maiTled and lived
very humbly, William finding employ
ment In a quarry.
Old Abner Carter watched this pic
ture story with a wondering interest,
finding no trouble in following It.
A child was born to William and his
wife, nnd while it was still a babe Wil
liam, hurt in an accident, was brought
tn tho utile cottage dead. The old
farmer, still hardening his heart,
would not visit the stricken home
and threw aside the pitiful letter his
eon's wife wrote him. But Dora, who
had loved William, went to the hum
ble homo and brought such comfort as
she could. And then she thought of
a way to soften the farmer's heart.
Rhe took the baby boy from tne moin
er and laid him In the cornfield where
the farmer would see him. But the old
man's heart was still hardened ana
his words were bitter when he found
he bov. Then Dora ran back and
told the poor little wife what had hap
pened. And the heart of the mother
swelled with outraged love and dig
nity and she ran swiftly, with Dora
following, to bring back her cnua,
And lo! when they neared the house
they saw tbe old man playing with
the child and holding him to his hard
old breast and crying over him. And
when he saw the two women he DecK-
oned to them and they came nearer
and noted how broken he was, and
then he openetVia heart and arms
and his borne to them and to his son 'a
child.
Old Abner Carter rose up when the
little story was ended and stumbled
into the open air.- He dimly noticed
on a lithograph sheet at the door as
he went out, that one of the films il
lustrated Tennyson's "Dora," but he
knew nothing of Teanyson and be
sides his eyes smarted.
He hurried back to the tavern sta
bles and got his team and drove home,
The next morning he was busy with
a sheaf of papers and later came to
the village and visited the bank. In
the afternoon he took the stage for
Burlington.
The next morning with his frayed
valise gripped firmly in his knotted
hand, Abner Carter emerged from
the Grand Central depot and looked
around a little dazed. But presently
he straightened up and plunged bold
ly Into tbe crowd. He found a modest
restaurant and ate a breakfast that
he didn't like, and then started out
on the quest that had brought him to
the treat city. He had the last letter
Sylvia wrote aim the letter wlU the
address at the top of the sheet, ana
he asked a big policeman where the
house was. Tbe officer looked at him
furiously.
"Straight out thie street," he said.
Just two miles if you want the walk."
I'll walk." eaid the old man and he
stepped off briskly.
He had eone a mile nerhans when he
decided to cross the street. A curious
building drew him to a closer view.
He was still a little dazed by the
bustle and roar of the city.
As he stepped from the curb a shrill
voice varnsd him Wet hlundored
ahead and was swiftly bowled over by
an automobile.
A policeman readied him almost in
stantly and the automobile driver
stopped his machine and quickly ran
oacK. l ney intea tne oia man to nis
feet and held him nn. Ha had heen
knocked down not. run over, and his
bead had been bumped by the fall.
He wasn t hurt, he told them.
"Hosnltal?" the automobile driver
whispered to the policeman.
The keen old ears heard him.
"This is where I want to go." he
murmured as he fumbllngly brought
out Sylvia's address. The driver and
policeman looked at It.
"Relatives?" the driver asked.
"Daughter," the old man answered.
"I'll have him there in half a min
ute," said the driver. "Help me get
him to the machine."
It was a brlBk and brief ride, but
the old man took no note of it. The
gray head toppled back against the
cushions and the dim eyes closed. In
a stupid way he was dimly conscious
that he was being helped up many
steps and then he lost all conscious
ness. He awoke with the sunshine stream-
Ins- into the room, a beautiful room.
high and shining. His head ached a
little, but he felt refreshed and keen
and even hungry. As his head turned
on the soft pillow he saw that he was
not alone. A child was sitting by tne
bedside, a girl whose smiling blue eyes
met his wonderlne raze, a girl whose
slender fingers were twined about his
brown old hand.
'Are you awake, grandpa." the child
softly asked. "I'm Sylvia, you know
your little nurse. And you are to
take a drink from the glass as soon
as you wake up that s what Dr. van
Gorder said. Let me help you." Hold
ing the glass in one hand she clam
bered carefully on the bed. Then
slipping a round arm under the gray
head she put the glass to Abner's
Hps.
"Whv. grandpa." she said, ' you re
crying! Does your poor head hurt
you so? I'll call mamma shes wait
ing at the door. Mamma!"
And Svlvia came so much like the
old Sylvia and ran to him and put
her arms about him and softly smooui
ed his rrav hair.
"I'm bo glad you ve come, iatner,
she gently sobbed.
"Sylvy," eaid the old man m a
hoarse whisper, "how are you fixed?
Are you comfortable? Can Kicnara
support you? Tell your old father th
truth 'cause he's got enougn tor you
all."
Then Svlvia laughed and cried to
e-ether and hugged him again.
'Yes, yes, father, we nave every
thing wo nnnld want now that we
have you. And here's Richard to say
rood tnomine."
Richard, looking a good deal oiaer
and a little careworn, suddenly sn
nonrmt and nothing could have ex
ceeded the friendliness of his greeting.
"We'll noon have you up and
around and taking In all the sights,
father." h cordially cried. "And what
An vnn want to see first?"
a vhlmdra took restea on me
wHnVlart fane.
"Do you have any of those movin
picture shows in your town? ne asis
ed. v
Richard laoighed merrily.
"Hundred) of them."
"I'd like to go to one," said the old
man And when Kicnara lauEueu
again he suddenly smiled and looked
at the little Sylvia and eortiy aaaeu.
Some day I'll tell you wny.
The Agricultural Department.
(Washington Letter to Boston Tran
script.)
consent today the ag
ricultural deDartment. which is spend
tno- ik nno .000 a year, is in a ewe vt
nathetie demoralization, becretary
-- w
Wilson is a benevoieni om to, .
nnd of eood intentions. He
intellectually and
never had any standing as a scientist.
He Is a farmer-politician wno inrougu
. ria of accidents has been permit
ted to hold a place in the cabinet long-
, than inT other man in me
of the country, his record some time
ago distancing that ol tne great uai-i-.i-
f ih fnrniative Deriod of the
ittuu mw -
.,r.He. And vet the waste and mis
.nniioatinn of energies due to WU-
remalnlne at the head of a de
partment which has got entirely away
trom him, runs into uemcu B
ures. Hla real scientists are only
marking time until a new head can
come; and he has under him the larg
est aggregation of scientific talent to
be found on the face of the globe.
President Taft realizes the need of a
change and told his friends so before
his inauguration, but he has felt pow
erless to move, and stUl hesitates.
In The Good Old Times.
A Northerner sitting on the veran
da of a Southern home was enraptur
ed by the beauty of tbe night. "How
wonderfully beautiful Is the moon
light falling on the water," he ex
claimed. "It la indeed," replied hit
dignified but unreconstructed South
ern hostess; "but ah I you should have
aeen It before the war." Everybody's
Magazine.
IN CASE OF FIRB
Seme Ways It May Happen and How
to Act When It Does.
Attics and closets are the hreeotn
nlaces of mdnr fires. An attic is gen
erally the asylum for all sorts of in
flammable material, and as it never
Is properly ventilated It becomes a
fire Incubator when the summer sun
strikes the roof.
Anions: the odda and ends that malts
up the contents of the average attic
are old varnished furniture, dry as
tinder, rags, many of them greasy ana
rioe for spontaneous combustion.
painting oils, .liable to take fire when
the sun beats on the roof; broken
toys and old clothes, the sockets of
which may contain matches. Attics
and garrets often have a tempera
ture of 110 degrees Fahrenheit, which
is the ignition point for matches.
Floor sweepings under furniture or
in a closet are liable to take fire
spontaneously or from a flying match
head. (Sawdust used in sweeping floors.
if left In a corner where there is no
current of air to carry off the heat It
generates, is very likely to become
hot enough to ignite itself.
A DreDaration advertised for sweep
ing carnets is cointosed of sawdust,
Band and a mineral oil to give It col
or, together with tincture of benzine
to give it odor, according to Good
Housekeenlnz. Flies have frequently
started spontaneously from heaps of
this material. Greasy overalls kept in
a tight wardrobe have been known to
ignite.
The most dangerous closet is that
under a stairway, because Inflammable
materials may hide there and if a fire
starts In it the best avenue or escape
from upper stories is cut off.
Furnace ashes in the cellar have In
them so much fine coal and litter that
they are liable to spontaneous com
bustion if an open window permfts
tbera to get wet by a rain storm. The
fine coal from the winters supply
may ignite if wet.
Flaying with tire and matches oy
children is a prolific source of fires
in residences.
One's ability to extinguish a start-
Inor fire denends upon Intelligence and
self-control. If the blaze Is Just start
ing throw water on the burning ma
terial, not on the blaze. One bucket of
water will doi more good If thrown
on by handfuls or with a broom than
dashed on at once. A small fire may
he smothered with a rug or blanket
or beaten out with a wet broom.
If vou cannot nut out the fire in a
minute then give an alarm at once.
Do not leave a door open when you
run out to give an alarm. If the doors
and windows are closed when a Hre
starts you may be able to get the
firemen there in time to put it out
while It Is In only one room. The
fire soon consumes all the oxygen in
a closed room and may die out If it
gets no fresh air.
After the firemen are called work
at eettlne out the things you want
most to save. Don't throw the clock
from the window and then carry out
your clothing, as some persons have
done.
If awakened In the night by the
smell of Are don't dress. Wrap your
self In a blanket or quilt from the
bed and get out the quickest way you
can. Shut the doors you pass through.
After calling help look In au nee
where and what is the danger. If the
fire Is oa the flrst floor it la very
dangerous to go above, because heat
and smoke ascend.
One can often get out through a
hall filled with smoke by going on
hands and knees when one would fall
choking If one Tan. The smoke Is
thickest at the celling. Holding a wet
towel or anything made of wool, or
even a coat collar over the mouth
greatly lessens the danger of Injury
to the lungs or death from the car
bonic acid gas in the smoke.
If a man is in a burning building
with no Are escape and the stair be
low Is burning or the hall filled with
smoke, he should shut the door and
transom to keep out thegases. Then
he should throw open the window to
get cool air and to let the firemen and
neighbors see where he is, so that
they may bring a ladder to the win
dow. Who Is Feeding the World?
In 1907, the United States produced
634,000,000 bushels ot wheat, in 1908
it produced 664,000,000, and in 1909
no less than 737,000,000. Yet the Euro
pean tables show that whereas this
country and Canada, up to the middle
of the ensuing April, sent 149,000,000
bushels to Europe from the crop ot
1907, and 129,000,000 from the crop of
1908, It has sent only 67,000,000 from
that ot 1909. Europe has neverthe
less imnorted. from all quarters, 60,-
000,000 bushels more than In either
last year or the year before, and the
reason Is, that Russia has sent out
120.000.000 bushels more from the crop
of 1909 than from that of 1903. The
eame thing happened with the crop
of 1895, from which the United States
sent out 32,000,000 bushels less than
a couple f years before, and Russia
and the Danube 56,000,000 bushels
In 1895. " it was speculation
and high prices in America which did
the business. New York Evening
Post '
No Cause for Alarm.
"Dis Is an 'exciting novel, Jimmy.
De hero la In a tight place, sure.
Think he'll get out alive r'
"Sure he'll get out alive. Ain't they
advertising a sequel?" Washington
Herld. .
In 1906 there were 22,810 foreign
visitors to Japan, and in 1908 only 17,
293. The expenditures by the visitors
of 1906 were 80,000,000 yen, by those
ot 1908, 24.774,000.
SCREAMED WITH PACT.
Rochester, JC. Y., Woman's Terrible
Suffering From Kidney Trouble.
Mrs. F. M. Carnrlke, 180 Allen St.
Rochester, N. Y., says: "My kldneya
and bladder were in terrible condi
tion. My ankles and
wrists swelled and
puffy sacks appeared
beneath my eyes.
The pain when pass
ing the kidney secre
tions was often so
great as to make me
Bcream. I was treat
ed by a physician,
but he did not help me. For months
I was laid up and did not walk a step.
At last I began using Dean's Kidney
Pills and all my troubles disappeared.
In a few weeks I was so changed my
friends could hardly believe It"
Remember the name Doan's. For
sale by all dealers. 60 cents a box. '
Foster-Mllburn Co., Buffalo, N. T.
9Z
FLYING CHEAPER WAY
About Two Cent a Mile Is Expense
of Curtis.
The cost of aeroplane flying as com
pared with automobile or train travel
Is shown by the fact that Curties used
Just seven gallons of gasoline, worth
about $1.40 at retail, to travel the 75
miles from Albany to his landing
place near Poughkeepsle. This comes
to less than two cents a mile, which is
what the New York Central's rates
figure. But Curtiss carried baggage,
including himself, weighing 1,000
pounds, and the railroad would have
charged extra for his overweight, says
the New York World.
By automobile tbe cost would vary,
according to the type of machine used.
But with a machine able to make 60
miles an hour, as Curtiss did, the eost
a mile would not be less than two
cents and probably more.
21
Electricity from Wind.
The machinery of a modern wind
mill is just as far advanced over the
crude machinery of the windmill of
fifty years ago as are the works of a
fine watch over the works of a dollar
alarm clock. One type of wind tur
bine, for Instance, consists of a wheel
about sixteen feet in diameter mount
ed upon a steel tower fifty feet is
height. The entire windmill is ot
galvanized steel, and all its moving
parts run on ball bearings. Its trans
mission gear works in an oil bath,
and the best methods known to engi
neering have been adopted In order
to eliminate friction and enable the
wheel to make the best of light winds.
Tbe result Is that even In a wind hav
ing a velocity of no higher than 6 milea
an hour the turbine generates elec
tricity. Such a windmill as this is
provided with an electric generator
and switchboard and a fifty-five cell ,
storage battery as its principal appar- !
atus. The wheel is always In run
ning position, ready to make use of
every puff that comes, and it steadily
makes and stores current except in
times of absolutely still weather.
Popular Mechanics.
A Great Banana Country.
The growing of bananas for export
Is the great basic Industry of Hondu
ras. Tie enormous increase in recent
years In the consumption of bananas
and tbe fortune made by successful
growers make this a subject of wide
Interest. The exports of this fruit
from Central America have trebled
during the last 10 years and constitute
about 80 per cent of all the bananas
imported into the United States.
The banana In Honduras grows wild
in practically all parts of the country
up to an elevation of J,0OO feet or
more, but the Industry of cultivating
this fruit for export is confined to the
rich, hot lands along the north coast
and not extending further inland at
any point than 50 or 75 miles. Puer
to Cortes, Celba and Trujlllo are the
shipping points. Bulletin of American
Republics. '
Delays of the Law.
"I understand that you called
oa
the plaintiff. Is that so?"
"Yes," replied the witness.
"What did he say?"
The attorney for the defense jump
ed to hla feet and objected that the
conversation could not be admitted in
the evidesce. A half hour's argu
ment followed, and the Judges retired
to their private room to consider the
point
An hour later they filed Into the
courtroom and announced J,hat the
question might be put.
"Well, what did the plaintiff say?"
"He weren't at home, sir," came
the answer. Housekeeper.
A Pleasing
Combination
Post
Toasties
with Cream and Sugar.
,
Adding strawberries or any
kind of fresh or stewed fruit
makes a delicious summer
dish:
The crisp, golden-brown
bits have a most delightful
flavour a fascination that
appeals to tire appetite.
"The Memory Lingers
Sold by Qrocers,
Pkgs. 10c and I5c
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Battle Creek, Mich.
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