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PRODUCE A RACE OF GIANTS. Two Million Dollars to Be Spent In Scheme to Regenerate the French. An attempt to breed a race of hu man giants, one of the most remarka ble scientific experiments undertaken in modern times, is to be begun at Rouen, the ancient capital of Norman dy. It seems that Count de Saint Ouen—a descendant of William the Conqueror—who endowed the under taking to the extent of $2,000,000 con fidently expected at the time of his death that the fortune which he be queathed would untlmately be the means of regenerating the French peo ple, but though scientists admit that it may bo possible to breed a race of giants they regard the scheme on the whole as anything but a wise one. The Count's scheme is practically one of selective propagation. His money Is left to encourage giants and giantesses to marry. One per cent will be given away each year. One couple selected every twelvemonth will receive tho comfortable sum of $20,000 as a nest egg with which to begin housekeeping and to support the little giants and giantesses whom the stock may hap pen to drop down the chimney. The Count de Saint Ouen was not the first to conceive such an idea. Frederick William, the first King of Prussia, and father of Frederick the Great, attempt ed it nearly 200 years ago. He col lected 2.400 giants, whom he enlisted in a regiment known as the "Potsdam Guard." Many giants were kidnaped for this regiment. Frederick com manded his guardsmen to marry tall women, and it was his hope to propa gate an army composed of giants. None of the men in the front rank of his Potsdam Guards was under seven feet in height. The scheme for cul tivating giants, however, was aban doned before any important results were observed. Yet it is said that ab normally tall men in the vicinity of , Potsdam to-day claim direct descent from Frederick's famous giant regi ment. It is. of course, recognized that great stature can be inherited. The best evidence that such a charac teristic can be developed by propaga tion may be found in the wrestlers of Japan. They are much taller and very much heavier than the Japanese as a race, having for centuries been bred by selection. Influence of Rainfall. Mr. Clayton of the Blue Hill ob servatory, has a suggestive paper in the Popular Science Monthly on the in- i fluence of rainfall on commercial and political affairs. Every severe finan cial panic in the United States has been closely, associated with a protract ed season of deficient rainfall. Tim outbreak of the boxer war in China was at least partially due to the im poverishment of the people by drought. A severe winter precipitated the j French revolution. The Russians say- ' ing that January and February are two invincible generals was exempli- i fied by the disastrous Moscow cam paign of 1812. In tho year 54 B. C. Caesar's legions in Gaul were defeat ed on account of their scattered sta tions, and the stations were placed wide apart because a scanty harvest had made this disposition a necessity; These are only a few of many ex ample* that might be cited. Old-Time Coaching. On December 21, 1843, the "Prince of Wales," the last of the coaches running between London and Bristol, was taken off the road. The decay of coaching had set in about four years earlier, and one by one the coaches had given place to the rail way, after enjoying palmy days last ing about 20 years. It was on the Bristol road that the first mall coach was driven, the institution being due to the enterprise of Mr. Palmer, M. P.. for Bath. The coach started from London on August 8, 1784, at 8 a. m. ( and reached Bristol at 11 o'clock in the night, the coaches previously driven taking from Monday to Wed nesday to reach Bath. Other routes were opened in the following year, and the regulation pace of six miles an hour gradually increased to ten when the railway entered into com petition, carried the first mail in 1838, and killed coaching. ttlnmo Moute Carlo OCt2la. It is now more than intinatod that all the recent stories of heavy garni bling at Monte Carlo by Schwab, thif steel magnate, were set afloat for ad vertising purposes by officials of tho famous resort. They have been knowh to play such tricks in the past, and as Monte Carlo is going out of favor owing to the rapacity of hotelkeepera it is easy to imagine that Mr. Schwab's visit was used for the purpose indi cated. USES. Ah, from the niggard tree of time How quickly fall the hours! It needs no touch of wind or rime i To loose such facile flowers. Drift of the dead year's harvesting, They clog to-morrow's way, *STet serve to shelter growths of spring Beneath their warm decay. Or. blent by pious hands with rare Sweet savors of content, Surprise the soul's December air With June's forgotten scent. —Edith Wharton, in Scribner's Magazine. i J "About the meanest thing I over did," said Bass MePheeters, who had served as a volunteer through the Cuban cam paign, "was to steal brandy off the dead dagos. Every man Jack of them had a flask. I guess It was the worst brandy ever distilled, hut It tasted mighty good to me, and, as I say, I stole it and drank it and felt like a ghoul all the time." "Ah, you're thin-skinned," growled Henthcote, a Harvard man who had come to he a Texas ranger because he was plucked at West Folut; "If you want to feel real downright thirty cents you ought to try peacemaking between a woman and a wife-beating husband. I did. You remember It, don't you, Harris? The time I came back from Langtry in an ambulance? I made peace between them all right, but what they did to me 'between them' was a plenty. Bobbing dead dagos is a Sabbatli pastime compared to peacemaking and twice as remuner ative." "Neither one of yon knows what he's talking about," drawled Lieutenant Collins, who was doing his second year on the frontier with his regiment, and held the record as the only ofllecr in It who was not pulling wires for de tached service. "One of you is a thief and the other a fool, but I can tell you an experience that made me look like a thief and feel like a fool for a long time. "You remember, Heatheote, while 1 was at the academy I was forever run ning back to Cincinnati to spend a day, a week or a month, or whatever time I could get on sick leave, bogus tele grams or other subterfuges. Well, they were all bogus, but I had a reason, or thought I had, for going there so often. Woman? Yes, of course it was a wom an. That Is, she was the making of a flue and beautiful woman. She was a mere girl then, just come eighteen, and as gentle and generous a soul as ever lived. I might as well admit that I . had my heart set and my hopes built on her and—lost. I didn't llnd out that part, the loss part, though, till my last visit to Cincinnati, and as that's what I started out to tell about, I'l just be gin there. "Well, I don't think Edith—that was her name—l don't think she ever knew how I felt toward her; you see I was never forehanded with women, or she wouldn't have Invited me to her thea tre party. I don't know exactly how her mother sprung it, but anyhow we hadn't been in Edith's house Ave min utes before everybody knew that she was engaged to Herbert Humphreys, a spruce little dandy with light-colored eyes and clothes that would have made Freddie Gebhard look like a costermon ger. I didn't like him first, last nor any time, hut of course I was a prejudiced party. "Well, I was assigned, that's what you call it, I guess; I was assigned to Faunie Zlegler—you know the Zlcglers, Heatheote? Brewers, you know, and we went off to the theatre in a lot of carriages, the girls all talking about the coming wedding and what lovely doings would be pulled off, and what n lovely ring that was Edith had, and me—you can Just guess how I enjoyed that theatre party. I don't remember what the play was or who was in my carriage besides Fannie or anything about It except that one of the party was a girl cousin of Edith's who had come from New Orleans to be leading lady, or bridesmaid, or whatever it Is at the wedding. "Well, sir, she was a stunner! I think if I hadn't been so faded on 'fN /(({fW CORINUE. Edith I'd have gone after that cousin. Her name was Corinne Forgeron, a blonde Creole with purple eyes and a form! Oh, sayl I've seen her only once since then, bet It was too late. I'm al ways too late on the wooing business, but wnlt. That comes In the story, too. We were at the theatre, weren't we? Well, I noticed this squirt Hum phreys, Edith's fiance, seemed to make better headway with the creole god dess than any of us. I was dying to 'whelm my woe'—that's in a poem—l was dead anxious to get next to her, but so help me, that Infernal puppy had away with him that distanced us all, and I began to wonder what Edith thought of the sudden flirtation that made all us men so weary. Maybe the girls didn't notice It, or maybe they didn't let on, for they all saw that Co rinne was a winner from Winnervflle. "The last thing I remember at the theatre was Humphreys showing Co rlAuo the beautiful ring that he had given to Edith as a guerdon of their troth. It was a peach, and no mistake. I think they called It a marquise, at any rate Its sotting was an oblong opal, rimmed with diamonds, but the pecu liarity of It, and I think its chief beauty, was the green glory of the two emeralds set at the far ends of the ob long. Corlnne looked at It and then at Humphreys In that awful way these women with velvet eyes have, and said: 'l'd say yes myself to a ring like that.' Then she laughed in that limpid, coddling way a certain class of women have, and Humphreys—he was a for ward imp—slipped the ring on her plump, white finger 'to see how It looked.' Edith's mother was with us, chaperoning the party, but nobody ex cept me seemed to have any evil thoughts, and I even suspected myself. "We got back to the house without anything more thrilling than small talk, and after a nice little supper at which, I thought, Humphreys and the Creole kept up a pretty steady ex change of rather tropical compliments, we all went into the music room for a song. I think there were eight besides Edith's mother In the party, all nice young people of the very best families In Cincinnati, and all old friends ex cept Humphreys and the New Orleans cousin. She fitted in all right, at least with the men. but Humphreys—l just couldn't help figuring him out as an In terloper, a misfit, a what you might call 'cheap skate.' "Now for the ugly part of It. Some body asked Edith to sing a ballad and of course we all insisted. She sat down to the piano, fingered the keys a mo ment, took off the beautiful marquise ring, laid it on the top of the instru ment, and began to play and sing. I think she played four or five things be fore we would let her stop. She was an exquisite pianlste and one of those %t7 jj j EDITH. amiable girls who loved to give pleas ure without being coaxed. She didn't require any notes, and as she played wwe wandered about the big room or sat still to enjoy the effect. I noticed that some of the girls couldn't resist picking up the ring. They were all en vious of It, and if I'm not mistaken Humphreys stood for quite a while near the piano. At any rate it was during the music that I got my only chance to whisper to Corinne Forgerou. That's what makes me think Hum phreys must hnve been by the piano. "When Edith got through playing and looked for her ring it wns gone! She laughed at first and called on us to 'quit joking,' but when we had lighted all the lights and crawled all over the floor and lifted everything movable, poor Edith began to pout, and, well, you can imagine how we felt. No servant had entered the room. The top of the piano was closed, It was an upright one, and we moved the instru ment four times in the vain search. The men looked sheepishly at one an other. The girls looked mystified and scared. Only Humphreys kept up his front. Nobody wanted to go first, and everybody knew it wns time to go. I, for one, was convinced that there was a thief in the company, and naturally I suspected it was Edilh's fiance, whom I hated cordially. Finally, in a burst of long suppressed anger, I suggested that the men should retire to the parlor and search one another. That made the girls angry, and Edith began to cry. At last we all retired, feeling like a lot of whipped curs, all but Hum phreys. He had the Impudence to keep reassuring us, said that no doubt the ring would 'turn up,' and so forth, till I felt like choking him. Then he said something to poor Edith about her 'carelessness,' and, upon my word, if Fannie Zlogler wasn't hanging to my arm I'd'have smashed him one then and there. "But we all went home then, and, to tell the truth, I thought perhaps Hum phreys was sufficiently punished when I heard about a week later that he and Edith had quarreled and that the match was broken off. Ob. yes. I tried tentatively to see her, but she never saw any one after that. Corlnne Forgeron went home to New Orleans and I wont back to West Point Poor Edith's wedding never came off, but I'm sure she's happier than if she had married Humphreys. Any way she wasted away and I—but that's another story. "I hadn't been down here at Fort Bliss two months when I got an invita tion to the wedding of Corinne Forger ou to Herbert Humphreys! I couldn't go to It and wouldn't if I could, but I was summonoed Just then to Washing ton, and, just for meanness—for I hated them both—l dropped off at New Orleans and called at the Forgeron mansion to see the tawny Creole. I didn't stay five minutes. "She put out her big white hand to ward mine, but before I touched It I saw the ring. It may be a case of 'Honl soit qui mal y pense,' but, fel lows, If It wasn't poor Edith's ring I'm a liar or an Imbecile."—John H. Raf tery, In the Chicago Record-Herald. YANKEE FRENCH FURNITURE. Household Goods Bought In Paris Turn Out to Be Made by a Michigan Factory. "There Is one woman in Michigan who will never spend any more money in Paris," said a traveling man who had been a guest in the house of which the woman is mistress, says the Ban gor News. "She and her good husband are entitled to the best earth can pro duce. They have labored together and had a variety of experiences Sn tiieir forty years of married life. • "Less than a year ago they thought they had reached the long desired but usually receding time which men and women hope to reach when they can sit down and take their ease. So they went journeying beyond the sea. "When they got to Paris the good wife began lamenting. The splendor of the shops along the boulevards burst upon her vision like an unexpected dream of beauty. Why had they not visited Paris long ago? "Now her crochet was furniture, and you know that Frencth furniture sim ply makes a woman stand stiff. This good woman talked about the furniture she saw uutll her fine old husband told her to go und order what she wanted and they would have it to enjoy In the evening of their lives. "When they got home they told their neighbors, and the town paper primed pieces about the Parisian purchase and the whole village was standing tiptoe awaiting the coming Importation. Only ten years before they had refurnished their home out of the factories at Grand Ilapids. All this had to be sac rificed. Some of it was sold and some of it was parcelled out as gifts. Fin ally the French outfit reached its des tination. "I was In town while It was being set up. As an old friend I was in vited to see the Imported goods and eat dinner. "One of the nrticles wns a handsome dresser. My friends were not content with having me look at the article, but I must inspect it. So far as my friends are concerned, I shall always regret that I consented, but the in spection also caused me to think better of my mechanical friends in this coun try, for I made the discovery by a trade mark on the bottom of one of the drawers that the furniture had been turned out In Grand Rapids, shipped to France and there sold as Parisian handicraft. "As an American I laughed from my cuff buttons up to my shoulder. But as Michigan is a pretty big State, and lots of people go abroad and buy on the other side, I have no hesitation in telliDg the story. I quite agree with my host, who said: 'Between the cute ness of those chaps in Grand Itapldß, and the gllbness of a Paris dealer, the middleman is sure to go up against It" Porcelain Violin*. A well known manufacturer of musi cal instruments in Germany—Max Freyer—has introduced a process for making violins from clay. These fid dles are of the ordinary pattern, but are cast in molds, so that each instru ment is an exact counterpart of Its fellow. It is said, but it is somewhat hard to believe, that the porcelain body acts as a better resonator than one of wood, and that the tone of the instru ment is therefore singularly pure and full. The same inventor is also making mandolins of china clay, and it seems that they are much appreciated in southern countries where thip instru ment in regarded more seriously than it is in Britain. The obvious disadvan tage of a musicnl instrument being made of china clay is the brlttlenoss of that material, as well as its weight, but both these drawbacks seem to have been forgotten. For some time we have hoard rumors of most excel lent violins being made of aluminium, and this metal, from its extreme light ness and other qualities, would seem to be admirably adapted to such a pur pose.—Chambers's Journal. M They Do Drop Thorn About." A curious old faddist is to be met with in the streets of Birmingham, who goes about murmuring, "They do drop them about." "They"—ladles, and "them" —hairpins, of which the old gen tleman has a fine collection. Between Five Ways and Broad Street Corner, a distance of about a mile, as he in formed a friend, he had picked up no fewer than a dozen. As the friend left him he stooped down and picked up another, repeating the while, "They do drop them about." He hns a col lection of about 355 C of all sorts and sizes.—Liverpool PoSt. Of the 1557 towns in Now England 101 manage their schools under the district system, eighty-one of them' being In Connecticut. I TITLE TO MILLIONS HIS DUKE OF PORTLAND GETS RICHEST ESTATE IN GREAT BRITAIN. End of Long Legal Contest—Claims of an Alleged Illegitimate Soil, a Sailor Boy in Australia, Repudiated by tlio Court —Old Duke Had Maay Eccentricities. If William John Arthur Charles James Cnvendlsh-Bentlnck sleeps more soundly than formerly there is good reason. His right to the title and prop arty of the Duke of Portland lias been confirmed by a British tribunal. The claim of Mrs. Anna Maria Druce that her son, Sidney George Druce, a sailor boy In Australia, is the rightful duke, has been repudiated. William John and so forth retains famous Wel beck Abbey and the title of Marquis of Tichfleld, 13arl of Portland, Viscount Woodstock, Baron Cirencester, Knight of the Garter, etc., not to mention a trifling Income of $2,000,000 a year from the dukedom. The dukedom is one of the proudest In Great Britain; Its estate among the richest. The present duke succeeded to the title on the death of the fifth duke in 1879, and his right was not questioned until Mrs. Druce appeared on the scene. Mrs. Druce is the widow of a legitimate son of Thomas Charles Druce, a merchant on Baker street, London. The elder Druce is supposed to have died in 18G4, leaving a will bequeathing his property to Herbert Druce. an illegitimate son; Mrs. Druce brought a suit to have Thomas C. Druce's estate awarded to her son as the legitimate heir, but she has just been defeated in the Probate Court. In support of her suit Mrs. Drueo set up the remarkable claim that Thomas C. Druce was really the fifth Duke of Portland, who did not die until 1879. She asserted that the al leged burial of Druce In 18(14 was a fraudulent affair, and that the coffin was loaded with lead pipe instead of a corpse. Her explanation of this double life was as follows: "The marriage on October 30, ISSI, at New Windsor, Berkshire, between my late husband's father and mother. In which the names were recorded as Thomns Charles Druce and Annie May, was in reality between the Marquis of Titciifleld, afterward the fifth Duke of Portland, and the illegitimate daughter of the fifth Earl of Berkeley. "The marquis and his brother, Lord George Bentinck, were both in love with the same woman, but while the youuger's suit received the approba tion of her father the latter not only discouraged the desire of the eldest son, but treated him with insult and referred In very gross terms to a skin disease from which lie suffered. The climax to the quarrel between the two brothers was reached September 21, 1848, when Lord George was found dead near Welbeek Abbey—it was stated from a spasm of the heart. Whether this was the true cause of his death will never be known, but It Is certain that from that time my husband's father suffered the keenest remorse and abject fear. "He took various courses for his pro tection, and, adopting the name of Thomas Charles Druce, transferred to himself as Druce an immense prop erty from himself as Duke of Port land. You know the manner in which he undermined Welbeek Abbey with subterranean apartments. He did pre cisely the same thing with the Baker street bazaar, his desire in each case being that he might always have ready a place of refuge. "Realizing the risk of exposure to which he was subjecting himself by his double existence, he determined to end his life as Druce and caused a coflin to be buried with his supposed remains. Even after this his fears were not quieted. At last he deter mined to assume madness, that, should he ever be accused of crime, he might have the pica of insanity to fall bnek upon. Taking the name of Hnrtner and conducting himself in the most extravagant manner, he caused himself to be placed upder the care of Dr. Forbes Winsiow and succeeded entirely in convincing that gentleman of his madness. But after about a year of incarceration he was permitted to leave." There were many peculiar clrcum ■tanees to lend plausibility to this re markable tale. It is well known that the fifth Duke of Portland was an ex ceedingly eccentric character, and that he did honeycomb the grounds about Welbeek Abbey with great chambers and long passages. The building In London occupied by the bazaar of the elder Druce was also undermined with a labyrinth of tunnels, whose purpose was not apparent on casual observa tion. He had a mansion in London, sur rounded by a high wall, which shut out prying eyes, and it was supposed ho went to his town house, but Mrs. Druce offered another theory. She declared that when the Duke disappeared from the splendid abbey he made his way Into the Baker street bazaar through one of Its hidden tunnels and became transformed for the time being into tht tradesman, Thomas Charles Druce. After attending to business for a time the merchant would disappear byway of his labyrinth, be gone for several weeks, and then return to resume the conduct of his affairs, as though he had been absent only a few hours. Mrs. Druce made desperate efforts to have the coffin of the elder Druce unearthed for examination, staking her case cn the belief that it would be found to contain a quantity of lead pipe instead of the remains of a liuinun body. One would suppose the man who had Inherited the Druce fortune would have acceded to such a proposi tion for the purpose of disposing of the controversy then and there, but he (ought It at every step, and succeeded in preventing the exhumation, even after permission had once been grant ed. This seemed to lend color to Mrs. Druce's charge of a bogus corpse. Mrs. Druce's' lawyers asserted that Druce had been seen and recognized after the date of his supposed death. Another suspicious circumstance was the fact that the death certificate of Druce did not bear the signature of a physician. Nor was there produced a certificate of the birth of Druce, which, under the strict registration laws of England, must exist some where if the merchant was a distinct personality instead of the duke mas querading as a shopkeeper. The fifth Duke of Portland, who died in 1870, was an exceedingly eccen tric character. ITe succeeded to the title and vast est.'lies in 1854, and for a quarter of a century he lived the life of a recluse, so far as the outside M world knew. He was never seen at court and did not mingle in society. Even his lawyers were not allowed per sonal interviews with him. He was . supposed to have been a bachelor all ft. his life, and to have died childless. It was public rumor that he was a leper, which may be the foundation of Mrs. Druce's charge concerning the offensive skin disease of Lord George. But the ownership of a large part of London, and a city rent roll bringing in 51.- 500,000 a year in time led the world to accept the Duke's eccentricities as a matter of course. The Duke had a passion for archi tecture, and much of his vast income was spent on the estate and its build ings. It is estimated that he spent from 510,000,000 to $15,000,000 on his subterranean works alone. There is a subterranean picture gal lery that is larger than any other pri vate gallery in England. Among the other underground halls were a large riding room, a dining room, a ball room, a chapel and baths like those of the Itomans. There is a maze of private tunnels, ' through which three persons can walk abreast. They are comfortably heated and nre lighted like the main tunnel. All this Is a remarkable monument to human eccentricity, but none of the late Duke's friends apparently sus pected that remorse was gnawing at his vitals or that he had constructed the wonderful and splendid labyrinth as a refuge. It was the famous Bess of Hardwick who bought the site and remains of the old Premoustrntensian Abbey of Welbeck for her son. Sir Charles Cav endish. Welbeclc Abbey, which had no abbot for centuries, is in Kobiu Hood's land. It stands near the centre of what was Sherwood Forest, where Itobin nnd his merry men were wont to despoil the rich to help the poor. Welbeck Park, which contains a part of Sherwood Forest, is one of the fin- l! est woodlands in the Kingdom. The chief of the oaks Is the Greendale. The legend runs that a huge opening was made through its trunk, already gap- , ing, in order that the first Duke of Ar-. Portland might win his bet that a car riage and four might drive through it. That was in 1724. The fifth Duke of Portland was Will iam John Cavendish Scott Beutinck. He was born In 1800, succeeded to tbe title in 1851 and died in 1879. He was buried at Kensal Green. His succes sor, the present Duke, was his third cousin. He was born in 1857, and In 1899 married Winifred, daughter of Thomas Dalles-Yorke of Louth, one of the handsomest women In England. The Bentinek family took to horse racing 100 years ago, and the present Duke has revived the stables, which were neglected by his eccentric prede cessor. There are twenty-five farms in the Duke's domain, and sixty houses are needed to shelter his people.—Phil adelphia Iteeord. Keeping Time by Ilia Belt. "I've heard of many strange time pieces," said a buyer for a New York <l4. ice company, "but I ran across some thing entirely new in that line last week. I went to a lake back of New- i burg to estimate the ice crop. Among the men working there was a heavy set fellow, who was dressed in blanket clothes. He kept his trousers in place with a narrow belt, and several times in the course of the morning I noticed him tighten it a hole at a time. "What time Is it?" I asked him, for my watch was not running. "He glanced at his belt and answered promptly, '11.30.' "Seeing that he had no watch I asked him how he knew, and he explained his system of telling time by his belt. After breakfast, which was eaten at 0 o'clock, the belt was set at the last hole. Every hour during the morning he was forced to take it in a hole. lie knew it was thirty minutes after 11 be- • cause he had taken in five holes nnd the belt was just beginning to slacken, After dinner he would let it out again to the last hole, and It would mark off the hours during the afternoon. He said It was as trustworthy as the best watch he had ever owned, and several tests proved that he was right."—New York Tribune. For Signaling In Fog. An experiment in marine fog signal ing is shortly to bo carried out off Egg Rock, Lynn, England. A large bell Is to be fixed below a buoy, so as to be rung fifty feet under water. It will be worked by electricity from the Egg Rock Light Station, so that the opera tor on the Island can sound it when re quired. The theory of mariners is that a bell ringing under water is heard at a much greater distance by sailors out at sea than when It is rung while sus pended in air. At the same time, the loud ringing will no longer disturb peo ple living in the neighborhood. A Difference. The woman who would like to be a great lady usually is insolent; the wom an who la one. Isn't.—New York Press, WVS
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