.THE SONG AND THE DEED. There was never a song that was sung by thee, But a sweeter one was meant to be. There was never a deed that was grandly done, But a greater was meant by some earnest one. For the sweetest voire can never impart The song that trembles within the heart. And the brain and hand can never quite do The thing that the soul has fondly in view. And hence are the tears and the burden of pain. For the shining goals are never to gain. And tt? real song is ne'er heard by man, Nor the work ever done for which we plan. But enough that a God can hear and see The song and the deed that were meant to , —Benjamin R. Bulkeley. Win Cupid Slopped a Drive. A Stock Market Story. THE magnate was a satisiied man. As he sat In his library that night, November 11, 1002, to he exact, he could not help but think that things were well with him. He and his associates had man aged to shake out the well held stocks that Mr. Gates and his associates had guarded so long and well. At 3 o'clock that day the street was certain that the tremendous liquidation of the Mon day and Tuesday following the cele brated drive In Steel preferred had just about cleared the Gales treasuries if stock. Certainly one of the Eastern Magnates had good reason to he sat isfied. The Western crowd had been iaught the very lesson they had fondly {bought they were teaching the East tfn magnates. It was very well. Oue thing alone troubled the mag nate who sat in his library. To be the Western pool had been taught jts lesson, but there was another "out lide pool" that this particular magnate hated mightily. And he had reason. fie had been one of those who sold Ca nadian Pacific at 130 and who covered It 140. Therefore Messrs. Cox et al. bad earned his hatred. Vet was the pool intact, and men in the street—who knew tile hidden mysteries—said that the Canadian Pacific pool was likely to stay intact. "What is it that you're thinking of so hard, daddy?" asked the girl who sat In the big red leather chair opposite the lire. She threw her hook away as she asked the question. "Nothing much," said he; "I was wondering how long Itansom was go ing to be away." "Oh, stocks—it's always stocks, isn't It? Why can't you let them go for an hour or two? They'll kill you after a while." "Oh, I guess not—not—come in!" This last as a knock at the door at tracted his attention. The butler entered with a silver tray on which was a card. The mag nate smiled as he read it. "Tell him to come up here. No, don't go, Dottie, it's only Itansom. Wo can talk with you here just as well. I want to see him oi particular. You ueedn't go." "Well, I'll listen to your stock talk. I wish I knew something about it. It's all Greek to me. How do you do, Mr. Ransom! I'm going to stay and hear all the funny things you say." A young-looking man ho was, this cleverest of the floor traders who lived by the orders of the Great Pool. He smiled at lier as she offered him her hand. Then he turned to the magnate. "I got it. They are secretive, these Canadians, and they cost money, but I got it. I think that we can win." "Y'es—but how? Where is the soft spot?" "Toronto. Mr. A ,to be exact. Here is the situation: Ho Is carrying about all the C. P. that he can carry at present, and it averages him about 135. jte will hold It on slight recessions, I snow, and we may get him. One of ihem will do, of course, for the pool's so limited lu number that one of them going will break the stuff probably fifteen points, and that will get num ber two. We can force this one out at 125. I am sure of it. I saw a trans cript of his books. In fact, I have It here. Would you like to see it?" "Oh, no. You have done very well. We shall do the trick on Thursday and Friday. Wire Knowlton to clean up the cash In Toronto as well as he can to-morrow. Ho has all the collateral to get five million or so out of the banks. That will make it surer. We shall put Canadian Pacific to 120 if necessary. It will be a relief to clear them out." The spy left the room. He and the magnate had failed to notice the sud den start of the girl at the word "Toronto," and her rapt attention as the conversation progressed. "Daddy, what are you going to do?" she asked, wiien they two were alone. The magnate chuckled. "Just a little bit of strategy, my dear, In the market. We want to make some Canadians sell their stocks, that's all. We are going to do It on Thursday." "And will they lose much money?" she asked. "Probably what .they have in the market. They, won't let go. They will hold on, I guess, looking for a rally. The stock always rallies." Involuntarily he talked as he thought. He was sizing up' the pros pect for a stampede, and he thought there would be none, hut that bis, en emies would hang on grimly till atjast they lost the last dollar, lu margining their dropping stocks. Therefore he smiled. Five minutes later she kissed him good night and went away to her room. There was a troubled look on her lace. She took from a drawer a letter, and sat on the edge of a couch to read it. Here is a part of what she read: "I am in Canadian Pacific for every dollar I have in the world. It's down, but we all think it will soon go up again. If it does not—well—l hate to think of the things it means for me, sweetheart. If it doesn't—you don't know how long a time you and I must wait. Perhaps for always." The letter was dated Toronto, No vember 8. It was signed by the man she had met in Wisconsin the summer before. It was the clue to a secret that none knew except herself and him. She let it drop on the couch and sat there thinking. "And daddy will break that stock, he says, and ruin every one that has it Oh, dear, what shall I do?" She sat there half an hour, thinking desperately. At the end of that time she sat down at her desk and wrote a telegram, writing on plain paper be cause she had 110 blanks. "They are going to put your stock away down. Sell out. I know this. It ia going to 120 on Thursday. They want to ruin some one. I don't know who it is. DOTTIE." She went to sleep after that. On Wednesday morning she drove down to the telegraph office herself and sent that message away. That Is the reason strange things happened in Toronto. That also Is the reason Canadian Pacific never reached 120 during that had week. Of course Dottle, who knew nothing of stocks, could not he expected to know that when a man gets tips that are startling and wonderful he Is apt to consult his friends. Nor <lld she know that the man to whom she sent that wonderful wire was haud-ln-glove with the mail at whom the drive of Thursday was to he aimed. In the office of Mr. A ,of Toronto, there was a rush and bustle on that Wednesday morning that had had no parallel even In the most exciting boom days of the summer. It was true that the resources of Mr. A were nearly exhausted. It was true also, and this fact the spy had missed, that a new bank was on the very verge of flotation in To "onto. The President of it was to bo Mr. A ; —. In the or dinary course of events tt would have been opened within two weeks or so. Herein lies the cause of the bustle. On 1 lie hint that n drive at Canadian Pacific was intended Mr. A had sent around to the banks asking prospects for loans. He had been met by the reply that heavy loans that morning had pre-empted a great deal of the available cash, and that, while the banks were very sorry, etc., etc. To throw his stock iu the market would only precipitate things. That hank must lie opened. It must be opened at onee. All preliminaries had been gone through with two weeks before. The executive staff alone was Incom plete. That day in Toronto a bank was created. The staff was more or less temporary, and could not be called efficient, but there was money, lots of money. On Thursday night, November 13, the magnate received a telegram that filled him with wrath and amazement. "New bank Metropole opened hero with Mr. A President. Said to ho to protect his loans. Money eased off at close rapidly. What shall I do? "KNOWLTON." The ticker told the rest of the story, all except what was in a letter that reached Dottie on Friday night. There was no especial drive at Canadian Pacific.—New York Times. Kel Spenrlna in Winter. Nearly all the eels in market in w!n ter show the marks on their sides where the spear has pinched them. Eel spear- Ing goes on everywhere there is ice strong enough to hear, a muddy bottom and salt water not too deep to permit of handling the spear. The spear which generally finds favor is the Sag Ilarbor pattern, con sisting of a dull, oval blade in the cen tre and three, four or five barbed prongs on cither side. None of these members is sharp. Their Intention Is not to penetrate the eel. but to straddle him and hold him as would a pair of spring forceps. The owner of a spear affixes It to a spruce pole fifteen or twenty feet in length, and, armed with an axe, goes out upon the ioc, carrying a feed bag to hold his catch. A hole is out through the ice in a likely place, and the spearer begins to jab the mud at the bottom in a systematic manner. If he Is an expert he can work through an eight-inch hole and probe every foot of bottom in a circle ten feet in diameter. When he strikes an eel tlie slightest motion of the ereatur© imparts a thrill to the pole, which is comiminicatd to the spearer. The prize is then drawn to the surface and slipped into the bag. or. if the weather is extremely rolil, the eel Is allowed to lie on the ice and stiffen. Eel spearing seems to he considered as sport liy some who indulge in it, but with the mercury at ten or fifteen degrees, and a nipping wind blowing down the river, It is difficult for the tyro to see just where the sport be gins. It is profitable, however,, and that Is probably the reason why so mnny men can be seen on the ice in the Ilacken saek River, prodding the mud with their long poles and drawing them up through their reddened hands.—New York Herald. By applying glucose or glycerin to their roots a French scientist declares that be has been able to stimulate tba growth of plants. 1*"" ljpyjriTn.r--Tr.na—| ©UIT BUDGET OF HUMOR.. ■■■■iiiiiwi i ——i ii ia in imiii Golf. You get yourself a uniform; You buy a lot of sticks. You have yourself awakened At a quarter after six. You go out in the country, And you walk until you're lame, But 3'ou're sure that you will like it When you've learned to play the game. —Washington {Star. Man** Adaptability. Jimble—"There's something wonder ful about man." Jumble —"So well adapted, for in stance, to carrj' an umbrella."—Boston Transcript. Feminine Conversation. Blobbs—"Women talk about nothing but their dress." Slobbs—"Oh, I don't know. It seems to me I've heard some of them talk about their • hats."—Philadelphia Rec ord. Who Coulil Have Placed Tliem There? I-:iinllalv (severely) "Nor;!. I found three hairpins in the hash at breakfast. I hope " Nora—"Faith, now, an' who'd iver drame uv lookin' fur 'em there! Oi've been missin' 'em all mornin'. Thank you, ma'am, fur lettin' me kuow."— New York Suu. Wise Mamma. "I don't like that young man's con temptuous way of speaking of wealth." said Mrs. Cumrox. "But that shows his generous and superior nature." "Possibly, in his ease. But it ordi narily indicates that a man hasn't any."—Washington Star. liisi-imrable Words. "Say," asked the red-faced man in the hotel writing room, "how do you spell 'unmitigated?'" "Why," replied the stranger next to him, "it's u-u-m-i-t—say, my friend, I wouldn't advise you to call a man a liar of any sort In a letter. You'll get yourself in trouble." Philadelphia Press. Simplicity of Gentns. "But," we asked the great detective, "have you not had some guiding rule through life?" "Yes," lie replied modestly; "I have first made sure X was wrong and then gone ahead." Marveling at the simplicity of the man's genius we reverently withdrew. —New York Times. Tenclier'i Fault# 1 I "See here, your teacher says you're at the foot of your class." "But, ma, mebbe she counts from the wrong end."—New York Journal. Balked! Pocahontas was pleading with the Indians. "What!" grunted the braves, "give him up after we've taken the trouble to pick him out from all the other Smiths in the directory?" Feuring, however, to injure them selves with Fenimore Cooper, the noble red men were persuaded to desist.— New York Times. Only an Imitation. The opposing elevens had struggled desperately for the mastery. But the game was over. Strange to say, nobody had been car ried off the field senseless. There were no broken bones. Not a player had been disabled. Not one box-e the mark of the slight est Injury. "It is magnificent," said the specta tors, "but It is sat football."—Chicago Tribune. Belt Made or I'enntes. One of the most original of hells and also a necklace were finished during the week for a woman who is enthu siastically interested in Indians and their progress. An Indian silversmith did the work, which was in copper, and after it was completed the mate rial for a gown was selected and made up to go with the ornaments. These latter were of fanciful disks of copper, the copper used being all United States pennies. There were thirteen largo disks in the belt, each made of twelve pennies. An idea of what was required was given the In dian workman, and he made his own designs. The necklace was of smaller disks, each made from a penny, but thinner and larger in circumference, and made in a design to match the belt. The necklace was rather long, falling to the bustllue. The disks were not flat, but raised a little in the centre, and in the beautiful red of the copper after it had been worked, delightfully effective. To wear with the necklace and belt a gown of golden brown cloth was bought which exactly suited the orna ments. The work was so entirely satis factory that the originator of the idea immediately ordered another belt and aeeklaee for a friend. Indian workmen do not always work by scale, and the disks of the second necklace were slightly larger than those of the first, and the chain was made longer to give It a better proportion. The woman who received it. not caring for this ex tra length, had several of the dtsks removed and sent for three more to add to them, and this gave her a bracelet of the copper. The set of belt and necklace cost about .S3O. The only person who was not pleased with the work when it was completed was the Indian. He is a Navajo, and a particularly intelligent man, hut he is a silversmith, and he does not believe in working in "the red," as he calls the copper, and which he considers to be very commonplace. As a matter of fact, the Indian work in copper is more artistic than that in silver.—New Y'ork Times. Order of tlie Silken Cord. In Turkey diplomatists can take "silk" like lawyers in England, hut in the Ottoman Empire it is the result of a dismal failure, aud it takes the form of a cord. After the civil servant has received it, the subsequent proceedings of his own country or elsewhere inter est him no more. One of the latest recipients of this emblem of the "happy despatch" is the wliilom military at tache of the Sultan in Berlin, llanidi Bey. This gentleman seemed to get on very smoothly in the German cap ital, until one day he was summoned to return in haste. The news caused a great sensation throughout Germany, but especially in the social circles of Berlin. The explanation given, was that his nerves had become shattered and his reason a trifle unhinged. He had gone, his compatriots said, to a remote part of the empire to vegetate and get better. Then the intelligence caiue that on the way to ids place of banishment he had jumped overboard, and had never been heard of again. But now news has been received from Stamboul that his body has been washed ashore, aud has been hurriedly buried in silence at dead of night. It is also reported—and the Berliner Tageblatt gives currency to the rumor —that marks of strangulation were found on the neck of the ill-starred diplomatist. But what his alleged crime was and why he received the silken cord is one of the many mys teries which hang like clouds over Yildiz Kiosk.—London Telegraph. I.ondon's Kinkiijou. A new specimen of this curious lit tle bear-like creature from South America has just been added to the collection of live beasts in the Itegent's Park. The kinkajou lias the odd char acter of looking like almost anything in the mammalian line rather than that which it actually is. The older zoo'ogists suspected it to be a lemur, by virtue probably of its large eyes and generally lemur-like head. It Is, however, of the hear kind, and lives among trees, holding fast by its pre hensile tail. If the tail he grasped in the hand—care having been previously taken to ascertain that the sentiments of the kinkajou Itself are friendly it will do what the crocodile in "Sylvie and Bruno" did, and that is, walk up Its own tail. After this acrobatic feat there is perhaps no further need its merits to disclose. Westminster Gazette. Reciprocity. The simple principle that one man's opinion Is as valuable as that of his neighbor, did not meet with the ap proval of the professional man In this story from the Chicago Tribune: "These shoes, doctor," said the cob bler, after a brief examination, "aren't worth mending." "Then, of course," said the doctor, turning away, "I don't want anything done to them." "But I charge you fifty cents, just the same." "What for?" "Well, sir, you charged me $5 the other day for tolling me there wasn't anything the matter with me." Cold Comfort. "I was sitting here with the crea tures of my brain for company," said tlie budding poet and playwright to a visitor who had found him before a dying fire. "You poor thing!" said the visitor, who was a practical person and a dis tant relative. "I said to myself as I opened the door, 'lf he doesn't look lonesome, then I never saw a man that did!'"—Youth's Companion. You can't always distinguish be tween a wise man and a fool it each keeps his mouth shut. REFRIGERATOR CARS MADE THE BEEF TRUST POSSIBLE Development of the Chicago Stock Yards More Than a Billion Pounds of Dressed illeat Leave the Windy City Annually. ■♦>+> —-*£—{> Chicago's ment Industry hnd Its real origin 111 the refrigerator car, soine whut more than a score of years ago. The Capital Union Stock Yards Trans fer Company was chartered in 1803, and it soon grew to be an institution of magnitude. But it could never have been more than a slaughtering place and market for Chicago and a "clear ing house" for live cattle destined for other markets save for this invention. A steer weighing Hioo pounds con tains about 880 pounds of useful prod uct. Only about 000 pounds of this is directly salable as meat. In shipping cattle on the hoof it is necessary to pay freight on the whole 1200 pounds. Abil ity to slaughter in Chicago and save the freight on 000 pounds gave the Western man an advantage the East erners could not meet. The attack on the Eastern market was begun in Boston. That city was soon won over entirely to the Western packers. Then New York was invaded, and after that the rest of the world was brought into line. The Chicago slaughter houses were doubled and doubled again. Acre after acre was covered with new build ings designed for use in the industry. Thousands of men were put to work at construction in I'ackingtowu, which was built on the western edge of the stock yards, other thousands went to work in the cities which the packers invaded, building storage houses and wholesale markets, first in the big cities, then in the smaller ones, until wherever one goes to-day he finds the Chicago dressed beef storehouses close beside the railroad. And near scores of lakes in Southern Wisconsin may be seen the gigantic icehouses In which ice Is stored in hundred thou sand ton lots to aid the refrigerating. Refrigerator cars are expensive. There are many trunk lines of rail road running east from Chicago, and no one of them could afford to build and own enough refrigerators to carry the output of the big packing houses. The leading packers built the cars for themselves, and, having the cars, were able to ship by what line they would, and charge the railroads a stiff price for the rent of the cars. Competition was found to be a useful means of keeping down freight rates, and the packers used it freely. To-day more than 20,000 refrigerators are in use car rying meat products from Chicago, and nearly all of these belong to the pio neers In the field—"the Big Six." Ar mour & Co. own more than 10,000 of them. Swifts more than half as many. Lipton, the Anglo-American, Ham mond, Libby, each concern lias its own. There are others owned by the railroads and by the smaller houses and by special companies, which ac commodate those who have not cars of their own. There are more than 100 firms engaged in the business of pack ing meat about the Union Stock Yards, though the six big ones have the bulk of the business. CHICAGO'S GREATEST INDUSTRY. Thus it is that of all the beef slaugh tered in this country more than forty per cent.—nearly one-half, in fact- Is killed In the packing houses about the Chicago Stock Yards. In 1001 more than 3,ooo,ooocnttle were shipped thither from every Stale in the Union, and of these nearly two-thirds—a little less than 2,ooo,ooo—were slaughtered and dressed in the yards. Eight mil lion hogs of 22,000,000 killed in the whole country and 4,000,000 sheep shared their fate, as did nearly 200,000 calves. A single railroad brought 07,- 000 carloads and others nearly as many each. These millions were not the lank, long-horned Texas cattle, that formerly met their death in Chicago, but blooded stock, mostly hornless, though number ing many fancy short-horn, and they reached the yards fat and sleek from the feeding farms of lowa, Illinois, Missouri, and, in fact, from nearly every part of the country. lowa, Nebraska and Kansas raise corn by millions ef bushels. The greater part of that corn they feed to the cattle from the grazing country. These corn-fed cattle have made Amer ican beef famous. And in the dressing and shipping of that beef at Chicago centres the labor of not only the herd ers of Texas and the short-grass coun try—all of Western Kansas and Ne braska—hut the corn raisers as well, who form middlemen between the plainsmen and the packers. The farmers are swiftly learning that corn in the shape of good beef is worth more than corn on the cob. So not only from the West, but from the South and even from the East, fancy cattle go to Chicago, It is not uncom mon for a blooded cow or bull to bring S2OOO at the stock yards. Farmers who ten years ago hnd not a beef animal on their ground now number their herds by hundreds, and have found that a small herd of fancy stock can be raised and marketed profitably where the loug-liom of happy memory would have been an utter failure. Ten years ago the action of the President would have affected not a tenth of the men and women who are reached by it to-day. FIVE HUNDRED BUSY ACRES. This meat trade of the country cen tres not only in Chicago, but in a re stricted area in that city, in the old town of Lake. In that area, where last year forty per cent, of the cattle and t third of the hogs of the,country were marketed, there has been a stock yard for thirty-seven years. In those years the $-100*000,000 of stock that has been marketed there has aggregated the stupendous sum of more than $0,000,- 000,000, and that is merely the raw ma terial that has come there to be manu factured into ment. The value of the manufactured product is incalculable. The stock yard company's original stock of $1,000,000 was quickly sub scribed. The yards, as opened in De cember, 1805, occupied 300 acres of marsh land on llulstead street—the present site. At first the cattle came in rude cars, mawling over rough rails from the West, to be unloaded, fed, watered, rested and sold at the yards, thence to be dispatched East or slaughtered for local consumption. / The value of the cattle handled In-if creased in eight years from $10,000,000 to three times that sum. Last year 15,000,000 animals, with a value of $283,000,000, were handled in the yards. To-day the cattle, sheep and bogs travel Chicagoward at express sched ules, in "palace stock cars," and it is no remarkable achievement for a man to land a herd of 2000 animals in the yards in a single day, so that they may be disposed of at once at "the top of the market." The old way of send ing in cattle and taking the best price obtainable has passed. To-day the farmer watches the price of heef, and when it goes up rushes his cattle at limited train speed to the yards and sells out before the drop comes. For the handling of these cattle the original 300 acres has increased to 500, . 150 acres of which is paved, most it with brick. In these clean, brick- V paved pens (which number 13,000) there are twenty-five miles of water trough. There are 230 miles of rail road track in the yards, four miles of unloading platform with chutes, twen ty-five miles of street, ninety miles of water and fifty of sewer pipe, 10,000 hydrants and a water works having six artesian wells running down 2250 feet into the earth and supplying 0,000,000 gallons of water a day. FOUR STEERS KILLED EVERY MINUTE. The day has gone when the leading packers are willing to give out figures which will show the extent of the enor mous business which they are carrying 011. The statistics which follow, how ever, are from a recent authority, and represent the second largest of the establishments making up the so-called "Big Six." The buildings occupied lav tlie linn, and which are 111 the heurtof "Packingtown," cover sixty-live acres of ground. They range from one-story sheds to eight-story smokehouses and warehouses, and uggiegate 150 acres of fioor space. Tills company employs 18,433 men, to whom is paid a weekly wage of more than $200,000. In one year this firm handled In Chi. eago 1,-137,844 cattle, 2,038,051 sheep and 3.028,050 hogs. Much of the prod net of these was consumed in Chicago, being carried out from Packingtown in tlie endless string of wagons which run from the warehouse to the city by day and night. One hundred and seventy thousand six hundred and eighty-four carloads of dressed beef and other meat products were shipped from the city, much of it for Eastern consumption and export. Nearly 300 carloads a day were shipped by this one firm of the Chicago packing liousesJ The largest single day's killing by tl"j3i. firm was 55,140 animals—lo,973 10,911 sheep and 27,250 hogs. In the enormous cold storage house which ad. joins tlig abattoirs is room for the car basses Of 15,110 cattle, 18,000 sheep and 47,400 hogs. •• The complete slaughter and dressing of a steer in this house—from the time it is knocked in the head in the pen till it has been beheaded, hung up by the heels, skinned, gutted, split, washed nud passed on to the cooler takes thirty-nine minutes. Cattle are slaughtered in the ordinary course of business at the rate of 210 an hour, or four every minute. Hogs are killed nud dressed more quickly than cattle." From the time that the porker is shackled by the hind legs and hoisted on to the trolley till he lias run by the sticker, been cleaned, dipped in scald ing water, split and trimmed till he is in a temperature of thirty-eight do* glees and slowly hardening is onlyV. thirty-two and a half minutes. Froiif 000 to 700 hogs are slaughtered every hour at Swift's. Sheep take two min utes longer than hogs for killing and dressing, and C2O are handled every sixty minutes. As the business of pork and beef packing has increased the tendency lias been to narrow the work of each man down to some single act. Time was when tlie butcher stuck the knife in the pig's threat, hung him up, gutted him, and by deft strokes of many kinds reduced liiln to marketable shape. To day ever hog passes 130 men, each of whom has one thing to do ill tlie pro cess of dressing. One cuts away tlie hench bone, another odd bits of hair, and another the "leaf." Another spill* the back bone, another divides it Ili'oJL-' halves and another washes it with hot* water. This single firm sells annually more than 9,000,000 hams, most of whlcli,nre from the Chicago house. It kills a small proportion at Omaha, Kansas City and St. Joseph. It Is seldom that you can get a self made man to apologize.
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