The Saturday Evening Post 1906-04-07: Vol 178 Iss 41

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THE SATURDAY EVENING POST

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in the United States and Great Britain THE SATURDAY EVENING POST Copyright 1906, by THE CURTIS PUBLISHING COMPANY, Founded A°’D’ 1728 by Benj.Franklin Entered at the Phi as Published Weekly at 425 Arch Street by THE CuRTIS PUBLISHING COMPANY | London: Hastings House,10, Norfolk Street. Strand,WC. ladelphia Post-Office wt latter Second-Class 178 Volume PHILADELPHIA, APRIL _— é 7 1900 “TILL RUSSIA SHALL BE FREE!” SP Te oe SD a a ‘ a - LREADY am I two weeks in America, and not yet do I speak fluently the English! It is hard to speak slow at such a time. But now I learn in the day and i soon I speak in meetings to Americans; I must speak into their hearts; and they shall help —till Russia shall be free! One year ago our party sent Catherine Breschkovsky to this country, and she told Americans that in a few weeks the Revolution would begin. Did she tell you true? The Russian fire rose—was beaten down by Cossacl rose again! And now again it is beaten down, and all Russia lies very quiet. But now I am sent by Breschkovsky’s party to tell you the fire still burns deep in many million n the night; souls. Very quiet. But now we make ready the most mighty rising of all! It has been long—this making ready The first Revolutionist I knew was my mother. She was quiet and so gentle; her only Revolution was to teach me ié é Lutheran hymns and prayers; but this was treason against wes her Czar. For this she might be put in the prison many years. So she taught me secretly in our big log house in Esthonia. That was a beautiful valley —up the Baltic Sea Wewere happy. We had five wide, low rooms for us and ourmen. Very good and warm, even when the came up in piles to the roof. All our neighbors were thrifty farmers; they had their own peasant school and there every child was forced to go. In the morning I went to the gray log schoolhouse under the very old white tre« with the big, crooked branches. In the afternoon I helped near snow my father’s men at the plows or I fished in the crooked river or ] hunted in the forest—the 1 great cool forest of pines and white birches. We Esthonians were in the Finnish race Finnish people a splendid free Republic. Many hundred years ago we centuries German barons have owned the big estates in our valleys; their language has We liked I been spoken in the churches, in town schools and in the business places. But we farmer of my friends, still held the old Esthonian language, which is very like to the Finnish and all different All men are | from the Russian; in our little peasant schools this language was still taught ar Then one hundred years ago came the rule of the Czar. The Russians wished to break barricades t the German power, so they told us to have our Esthonian language everywhere free In i This was splendid! This made the German barons angry, but they could not help, and tood in a de our language swiftly spread to the mou r But twenty years ago the Russians tried to place on our souls their religion And thi bet weet was bad. It told us that the God in the Heaven was exactly like to the Czar on the broke Vil earth. All the prayers and the hymns and the rules were in Russian, which we could — twice the not understand. There was a big, stiff rule, in Russian, for every smallest thing ir saw ther bla Heaven or on earth, and the priest must be there to interpret the rule—and be paid; orto a wolf; at once punish the breaking of the rule—and be paid! worship God. So my mother taught me. Russia times, sitting sewing with big wooden needles b: near the River Volga; her face grew hard, often she broke her needles, fast but not loud—-terrible things! Pictures burned in my eyes! black prison rooms She was from She Was so quiet from horses and lashing And then again she was quiet —s She loved this religion because the Cossacks had not yet coms children could be here! big shadow came in her eyes. The pictures made me think. wing. But again she My mother was so quiet > had with the Then we were held by the Germans, and for the type and the We thought this was a bad way t the stove, she spoke of and she spoke Cossacks leaning deep, wet holes in Siberian mines! Soon she would sing very low a Lutheran hy it was more free, like Esthonia, which was happy becaus« : she laughed and she said she was glad would think of Russia, (SpoKen by Iwan Norodny) 7 , “y -_~ ~ ' i earn p ar ' r Only some he r old homes mn her tne because and then By ERNEST P O OLE prgresseg.tmtnit he t i, ar hiie | plowed I ( lth har ] hed t | ‘ the truth about tl ne R in Heave } nd the whole world, te 1 by to read ! | Soor I fe i nine ol | I hed th nd e formed a clu ! t t t ina cave inder a big bla tree in the for hk we ed he thir th ea I la ! hen I think of } en Wi | ( of } ‘ Rea ‘ eve ‘ It i f, . , WV +} k } ter ‘ ‘ I eu } i \ hed ' i¢ i t VOT ina pall 7 he a 1 tt ‘ in 4 ind pl and & 4 igre and tl ( Ou ist 1 } = Ff Wher I I i re quiet #32 > t ae | ] Li dar} oy her eye . ; One night t jar ( house and t d me by tl ! | ! i hing, but I ! not forget her ¢ I t nd ent t it the R | , I took me t ind there I ! three of n ‘ ing comra i i ik about lange i ‘ e ( the Czar, } irned us ne to | ‘ " ind at ist they let us go fre | 1805 1 went t t} 1 Lj in city, ) ] 1 hea I iuse of the ] worl I ! n th iy, and in the ! \ At nineteen | iS ¢ r of little Esthonian 1 ree of 1 r We had splendid I nal WV, ¢ it j and pa and as mar is | it also a bed th ha ume the Fre i Ar i lu One il 1 ik i the D of I p nee " ! Ar t 1 el ! } l " he read a ) Mara ithe Pa tree a ¢ i I ! I t it bv ¢ wh ol 1 We et ai ! I i ° which ite pla i ou i hall i i pe which led Her l ! ( 1 ght; and w indi i i t I i i hrough the old t » and ¢ t } never found u ed a etl ‘ I b 1 entinel ) n a r t hor cry of ne ind A land I if t ! i t ike Esth ewel ee all | Wi ed the l oO unhapp ve rea I ‘ i ‘ he men t Mada I A ! ACT and lives to begir nel . asi ' [ree ! i Ir r to;rouse the peasar t e! is | ants ther the face to make r h the vea ‘ peasant clothe ilk I hut to | nar t each on hen the arre tl arvat and filtt I r " l the 1 ud Ss a, the ack deatt uct hich i ull f ‘ v! At tl ame eu dir France and America— the r beauties Fre i branch of The Will « the I ple Par At tha U t ecretl

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all through Russia —passing it on from hand to hand, in the day and in the night, by the “‘ underground mail.”” We were told how already fifty thousand men and women were working to organize workmen and peasants. And we were glad! Often in our meetings the daylight came too soon! But to our youthful souls this method felt too slow. We h »ped that freedom might more soon be reached if the Czar and his and Dukes and Ministers could be killed night We decided to do this ourselves So the drawn! . . . Iwas to kill the Czar. careful in our plans. It might take years \ The man who as chosen to kill the Army Minister became an under- ifficer in the and so in all our other departments up, never to meet Of the fifteen on that last night eight starving in the prisons, need all in one lots were So we began at once. army, Our club broke again, between the two candles since died by cattered each where there is is ago, two nave d the others are vorking very quiet At that time [ had saved a little money and I had bought near Dorpat a farm on the edge of a beautiful very fast stream, with the old black mill to grind the corn. There I young wife whom I had married in the Uni- ve her there with my splendid little he only way, till Russia shall be free. yself a new name which sounded very respectable, and with this name I went to Petersburg. There I worked hard writing articles. I met hundreds of young men and women who wished to give to the struggle ill the life they had. Every night we made secret meetings in the tenements, where workingmen stood tight-crowded n small low rooms and listened without the breathing —so iger! These men had been dull peasants till the modern ctories coming from Europe into Russia had gathered now left my versity. I must lea baby, because it \ 1 made for m them into the cities; the factories had brought them to- gether and made them talk and think and plan. So we started the movement which led to the big political strike last fall. Now I approached one by one the Czar sentinels in the Winter Palace It c I would meet one guard again and again for sure of him, but at last | would tell him must soon begin, and ask him if in the 3 own guard, was the slow worl Sometimes weeks before | was ow the splendid hour I could depend on his help ight ne with all their lives But the went by and | heard many other plans to get than my And when my eight guards told me it was not possi- ile to come near Ni truggle I soon found of the men in the palace who swore they would help months freedom plans more big and more sure wn holas in his palace, | gave up thinking about him Sut before I leave this first plan | Americans: You with this to such a scheme be- But consider this. must say horror on look ause you live in a country that is free Che Czar Nicholas has now been exposed to the world as he \ stupid, obstinate and arrogant a very little man And yet he has the life and death power over a hundred and thirty million men and women and children! This power murder of three hundred of us wished. If las had might not the three hundred thousand have been saved? That was our the deaths of ourselves tead of by the many thou- in Revolution he used last vear: he made the thousand Russians in a war which none Nicho been killed six vears ago whole plan. to make freedom by ind the Czar and his leaders, ir and deaths which must come But this plan | gave up. Again I made for my Still talking to the working ing them self a new men in towns and cities, anize in band name we were fa to or of fives and trou tens. The “underground railroad’ was now systematized until its secret carriers reached to a million readers. All over Russia revolutionist presses were hidden in tenement rooms and even in secret chambers in the great houses of rich, respectable merchants and nobles We who directed ali made our plans more coherent; we began to divide up the work. My friends said that I was ill, and I was sent down into my old valleys. There I was happy again with my wife and my splendid baby. It wasa beautiful home she had made and | often was able to stay there a whole week in one time ] walked for hundreds of miles through the valleys and mountains, organizing ‘temperance wleties And in truth they were ‘temperance for those young men and women gave us all, and had nothing to spare for dissipa tions. I organized two hundred of these societies, in meet- ings at night in the forests and up on the mountains. | walked in the da. nd the night fron meeting to meeting t months and t But then | had bad luc One night I stayed int My baby wa vy thre ear ld, and another born. From 1 vork I was tired, but very glad But id va neighbor bur nand told me that my friends had been taken in Petersburg; the police were even So | went away in the night and traveled to Poland. | I had no kopecks (half twenty now coming out to my tarm! a fourth-cla ticket myself a lies) left, but S10 I took made for new name pent a Polish Revolutionist fave me roubles THE SATURDAY EVENING POST How to cross the German frontier? It was not possible for me to get a passport, and in the country of the Czar no subject can leave without permission. All Russia is a prison. But the jailers can easily be bribed. The frontier was thirty milesaway. The line wasa little canal. Every half-mile was a sentry box, and between boxes were two infantry sentinels and one mounted Cossack patrolling always. Sut in the Polish town was a man who made a business to help Russians to go over the frontier. I gave him ten of my roubles. We left the town at night and we walked till day- light through the forests and over the snowy prairie. All that day we lay in a peasant’s mud hut, and at night we went on. Just before the day we came to the canal— the dark curving line in the white of the prairie. It was astarlit night and you could see the sentries We came creeping up and then lay still in a hollow. A sentry walked slowly by. Then another—-and this whistled a little song. At once my guide whistled the same We sprang up and ran to the canal. The sentry sat The canal was but a few feet wide black spots moving. one song down to tie his shoe. and hard ice. I was out of Russia! But an hour later in the darkness a German patrolman met me. No bribery here. He thought I might be a smug- gler; he searched me, and found in my overcoat pocket a piece of dried meat by which I had lived for the last two days. In that month the neighborhood was frightened by cases of cholera from Russia, so he took me to a police-chief ina town. I was thinking very fast afraid I should be sent back to the Russian frontier; but by good luck the chief was a kind sort of man. He only took my meat and let me go. I still had five roubles. I went to Berlin to the house of a Russian friend. There all was good for two weeks, but then | could not wait longer to hear of my wife and my babies. All the night I was thinking. Had the police done them harm? I wrote to my brother and asked him to write to me. I gave him not my own address but the address of another friend in Berlin, because I feared that the Russian mail . would open my letter and find my address their secret police In Germany the I gendarmes always help the police of the Czar. So it hap- pene d. The secret officer came to my ot her friend's house, and with him was a German gendarme. My friend by bad luck was not at home; his wife was there alone. The Rus- sian officer showed a revolver to her very close and said he would kill her if she did not tell him my address. The poor censors to me The Sailing of the Fleets By Bliss Carman Now the spring is in the town, Now the wind is in the tree, And the wintered keels go down To the calling of the sea Out from mooring, dock and slip, Through the harbor buoys they glide, Drawing seaward till they dip To the swirling of the tide. One by one and two by two Down the channel turns they go, Steering for the open blue Where the salty great airs blow ; Craft of many a build and trim, Every stitch of sail unfurled, Till they hang upon the rim Of the azure ocean-world Who has ever, man or boy, Seen the sea all flecked with gold, And not longed to go with joy Forth upon adventures old ? Who could bear to stay indoor, Now the wind is in the street, For the creaking of the oar And the tugging of the sheet ? Now the spring is in the town, Who would not a rover be, When the wintered keels go down To the calling of the sea? April 7, 1906 woman thought he would really do this, so she told. The same night they came to the room where I slept and took me to the prison. I never had a trial. I was taken from one jail to another until at last | was thrown into the very old fortress in Petersburg. In this dark castle hundreds have slowly died. I was left in a cold cell six feet square, with one very narrow window high up. An iron shelf with two gray blankets was folded to the wall in the day and I put it down as a bed in the night. There I was for five months. I was always thinking. I also talked with my friends. An is how I talked Two Sundays a month we chapel. In this dark place one morning a little lump of bread struck me on the face and fell at my feet. I picked itup; in my cell | opened it and found a little piece of paper a code of signals. And then at once, by tapping on th men in the were allowe d to go to the priso steam-pipe, | could talk with the cells on each side and below and above me The man in the dungeon below had been there thirteen His crime was that he wished to worship God free So he lay buried in this dungeon all the best time of his life and now he was very old and sick and almost ready to die How glad he was to hear of our struggle! He had beer always thinking in that place, and now he was very eager that, though he must die, those who still could live should have ali the country free. I have never seen his face, and never will I see it. But that old man was splendid! Six years ago. I wonder if still he lives In the cell next to the monk was a murderer. A peasant Thirty-two years before he had robbed another peasant and killed him and thrown his body inaswamp. This man had been caught and started off on the road to Siberia. He traveled with thousands of other murderers women of ill-fame; but sprinkled among these leper peop! he had found “ politicals men and women of refinement years. thieves and He had met Madame Breschkovsky when that young daughter of a nobleman was beginning her twenty vears as a hard-labor convict in the mines of Kara. These men and women spoke into this peasant’s heart the fire of the Revo- lution and made him ashamed of the deed he had don But, because he was by nature fierce like a wolf, this man had continued this change, that now hi robbed only the Russian police. Five times he from prison and roamed about in the rough Siberian ham- lets, robbing the Russian officials. This money he always given to help the Russian Revolutionist till at last he was caught and brought back to Petersburg He had lain in his cell many years and now he was very weak. It was very dark in his soul. And yet he too was eager so eager! But sometimes for many days he was all till we thought he was dead In the cell above me was a glad young Russian student He had big beauty in t! robbing with escaped silent —no taps at the son of a noble, and he had a wonderful meant to be a singer, but he found mors struggle for freedom than in singing, and so he joined the movement —till Russia shall He was arrested for carrying secre t books He had been doomed to spend in this cell the rest of his life. But he He had a tap which he said was a laugh. ‘lam laughing because you fellows can ne voice, Which is splendid!”’ he would signal And at this the old professor in the next big, long curse. Oh, light-headed young idiot!’ he would signal your voice and leave me alone. I wish to study! This professor never laughed and could not possibly see any joke, because in the night and the day he studied the deepest theories and methods of Revolution. He knew them all for a thousand years back, in order that in ter years more when he was set free he might be ready us the most scientific Revolution method picked from them , mathe- Stop voice be free. } Was alWays JOKING er hear m\ cell would tap a Stop to show t-bound by laws ot it could not poss bly fail all, something so tig science matics and history that your noise!”’ he signaled So I had a very interesting time. The only bad part was that I always grew more sick. At last the prison doctor who was almost kind, said I must be put in a new prison : there was some light and air. So I left them where 1 wonder if they are allstilltapping. I wonder if the old professor knows how soon now his studies I went tapping, and there I staved four vears About two years ago I was freed. My two babies Then I went on with my work Will be stopped! made another And tl to another prison and club oy is was bad. now they were splendid! 1 made for myself a new name It was a happy thing to meet so many of my old comrades, although many had died. Our Russia to the other! My temperance societ Now there were over five thousand young men and women, and even the older men were coming in. Everywhere I went in huts, out by the plows in the fields, and in secret torchlit meetings in the forest everywhere was deep impatience to begin. But always I said ( ton Page had gone to prison or in Siberia cause was spreading from one end of ies had increased so fast!

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LEASED HAPPINESS SATURDAY EVENING POST HERE could hardly have beer a worse time for Billy nsing and Bessie Cole to break in upon Martin Cole wit! great news. Things had gone very 1 t h Martin. He had just received unpleasant me Bullen, his real-estate man, by telephone, and Bull then on his way to the oflice for a further the problem. Martin did not like to be robbe ‘ estate deal,and he thought a real-estate man ought to kr how to prevent it. He had said so over the telephone \t the same time, his judgment told him that robbery — what he considered robber was possible in spite of all that | suld do It was at this unfortunate moment that Billy and Bes burst in upon hin Well, Daddy, it’s done!" cried Bessie joyously, as sh ran over to his desk and kissed him This impulsive and loving greeting lightened the frown on his face, but did not drive it wholly away. A smile that fought for lodgment tinally retired discomtited Yes, Daddy, it’s done,”’ said Billy joy The frown deepened again, and Martin glared at Bill th as much severity as was possible while his daughter arms were encireling his neck W hat do you mean, sir, he de manded, DD peaking to me in that familiar and flippant way ? Flippant!"’ repeated Billy. ‘Why, I only wanted to break it to you gently Break what gently?’ ‘That you are That I am what?’ Daddy.” Martin disengaged himself from his daughter's arms Perhaps you know what he’s talking about, Bessie,’ he remarked irritably Of course,”’ returned Bessie merrily Can't vou rruess?’ ; No, I can’t guess, and I don't want to guess. I'm in no for conundrum S lo-day Awfully stupid of you, Daddy,” commented Bessie dis appointedly “Anybody ought to know what it mean hen a young man comes in with your daughter and gives u filial greeting. We're ‘ Martin CaJe seemed unable to cor iprehend Perhay was because he experienced some difficulty in withdrawing his mind entirely from the subject of the telephone messags he had just received You don’t mean that, Bessie he said Yes, I do,” she returned “You see, expla ned Billy cheertf illy, it i sort of odified prodigal-son act ind we've come f he fatted cal You don't get it!” exploded Martin, finally compre hending the reality of this new blow of fats Yo stolen your wife, and now you ean look out for he yurse He didn’t steal me!”’ protested Bessie ine intl As for you said Marti: tur! he ! u've chosen, and vou'll have to make the t of Don't expect forgiveness from me! Why why, that isn’t righ Be po ated the astonished Billy No, that isn’t right,”’ agreed Bessie, divided betweet indignation and tears I never heard of anybody acting that way,” argued the dazed Billy. ‘‘ When it's all over and done and can't be helped, there ought to be a blessing. It’s fair enough to A Story of Hard Cash and Soft Hearts By ELLIOTT FLOWER “ Wi i M ra } hi | ned Be \ } , . ha \ ‘ \ | ‘ hit ‘ You | i i ed t ! ! i Ye il vered Be lia yu ke a Wt Da bye WI why I suppose iN M | And vu had 1 I i rat l ! Y-y-ye alte st | | ‘ is a hina I yl mn M t t i rathe i i What wa oO ak he asked 1 1 ib Well, of rse you were to be a inno | as a trick ‘ l a | i i L na t i \ | urhast ‘ | r ' } hi > 2 i rite } } , } »} , ‘ hit } i \ ) 1 y i \I i } i i rh } } 1 } ag) ; > " hts . yy that ’ iid eT nherse es t tr i ‘ ‘ t The Girl Lingering as if She Expected to be Called Back ind prd ercal

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Bullen, the real-estate man, found him in an ugly Sullen had expected that he news sent over the telephone would dis- urb him, but he had not expected to find irascible

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him quite refuses to sell on that vou would conside al Delatield any terms explained Bullen, d he demands $10,000 a year additional rental for the land Let him go to the Marti “IT won't pay it I tried to bluff him that way, Mr. Cole,” ullen, “‘but it didn’t I at all. He knows he has you in a tight devil!’ exclaimed seem to worry y trying to light a cigar, but his humor was so vicious that he bit clear mouth full of tobacco, had to throw Old Ramsey,” he hro t t, got hi the cigar away. sputtered, referring to the man who had founded the business that he now controlled, ‘was an inspired idiot. Yo man of sense would have tried to estab- this on leased ground.” rather foolish now,” ut we must remember that ghty small way, and when I the title to the was in litigation. The best under order of and he thought deal hen the question of ownership was settled ; h such a plant a It does mitted Bullen; ‘‘'l hie tarted inan ad- eem

vaden out needed he could get court, all we . las 7 WaS a iCAaSe@, nartic agreeing, 1 thing fixed for a satisfactory

yng time in the courts, and Delatield, who finally got it, is merely the heir of one of the original parties to the litiga- tion. He had to accept the court lease, now , but that’s all. And there you are!” He a fool! declared Cole. “That depends on the aid Bullen but it was a k

point of view,” could use it all, and there isn't another that would touch was arbitrary, cross and generally irritable. t on a lease He'll have it idle on his hands unless The plan evolved certainly looked promising. It would I] take it be no difficult thing for a real-estate man to give outan item He thinks you'll have to take it,’’ suggested Bullen. of ‘‘news"’ that would answer their purpose, and it was ‘There are : only necessary to convince Delafield that his land was not the nece SSIT) he considered it. But it happened that Delafield was capable of a little scheming himself. It occurred to him, as it had occurred that to Cole, that the thing to do was to make his “ plufi stronger and more convincing ‘He thinks,” mused Delafield, ‘“‘that he represents my only chance to get anything out of the property. Now, if I could get some one else to dicker for it he would fall over himself to close the deal or I want to make your buildings, you know blustered Col *T'll get a new location and build a new plant! You tell him I'll buy at any reasonable figure, or I'll take a long-term lease at the You tell hin them down! I'li move 1 have told him that! “Tell him « ! I won't be robbed! I've t a tighter place than he's got me. He'll see it, Bullen come to time He has head enough to know that an got him in

rnal hog stands to lose everything but his appetite He maintains that the property has increased in value, I don't see ar Vv one ¢ lse scrambling for it, but there's no happens to know how the land really is. By George!”’ he added suddenly, almost overturning his coffee, “His plant 1e of them

ideal location for necessary ‘there’s a chance for me!”’ ‘You're not going to do anything to hurt Daddy? she exclaimed anxiousl\ “No, no,” he t id her, as he quickly finished his coffee ‘I'm only going to convince Daddy that he ought to con- tinue to be Daddy and keep everything in the family. If I don't, somebody else is likely to get him. Lots of sharp men will see that : He gave hera ki away item several of them, in fact —and hurried

ents depend that { ‘s haste had a direct bearing on the in this case If he had delayed to finish the paper he probably would have seen the other item, and that might have discouraged him He would hardly have backed his personal judgment against the direct that Cole was figuring on a On such trifles do e) outcome tatement

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new location. As it was, that item escaped him, and he thought only of getting ahead of any speculators who might see an opportunity in the situation and of the mysterious new company —if there really was such a company How ever, the item that Billy overlooked caught th eve ot Delafield, which was much more to the poin was disposed to see a “bluff” in it at first reading showed it to be very circumst He also knew it to be a fact that Cok that he nsiderabie tf person: getting even Fir | f worth something to the company to get a ground. Allinall, Delafield regretted tha grasping and arbitrary. That Cole should go to the ex- pense of building a complete new plant did not seem probable, in spite of his threats, but it was possible Cole, meanwhile, reasoned similarly in the matter of the other item: it might be a “ bluff,’’ but this was no time to take chances If another con could not make sure of his own position a made it a point to get into communication ny was after his site he toosoon. He promptly, and Bullen promised to see Delafield at once Delafield was at that moment planning to see Bullen, and Billy was wondering why the cable cars were so slow Being the first in the field, Billy was naturally the first to get into action. He found Delafield before the latter had seen or heard from any one els« I understand the site of the Cole plantis on the market aid Billy, and Delafield was instantly interested Here might be a chance to “‘save his face and turn the trick or It is,’’ said Delatield. “Then you haven't closed with any on “Not yet,” replied Delatield. ‘‘Do you want it “That depends,” replied Billy cautiously rhe prompt ne of the offer satisfied him that the ment company had been a ** bluff i'm Lansing : — & Co., and weve been looking about a The Uncommon Case of Mr. Wigges a a ee Chronic Nyphosis on the High Seas f bound for Caleutta with a_ genera! cargo, Was ready for sea, and all she wa waiting for was the tide, and her skipper, who B M ] R b t ) ) I neerpon cassette sae : leat farewell of > A oO r e€ af oO e r Ss kK | t i | his wife. The cargo was stowed, the hatche were on, and the mate and second mate were smoking at the gangway which looked down upon tl wharf Bol Kemp, the mate, was the ‘‘old man’s’’ nephew, and was enlightening his subordinate on certain points of Captair Wigges’ character. ‘The poor old beg ar thinks he’s ill,”’ Ker ind he is really big and strong asa bull. But es on drug and goes in for dieting himself, and his great idea is that he has some fatal disease that no one can find out He spend a pile ot money on doctors and abuses ’em all the time I ell you he’s a fair terror and should be in an asylum Before I took finally to the sea I had a long spell when I reckoned I'd be a doctor myse lf, and all that time I never saw such a case. Oh, my uncle is a wonder!” Tom Gamble pondered these facts. ‘* But is he easy to get on with?” he asked ‘Easy as oil if you don’t ever tell him he’s looking well,” said Kemp If you do that he’ll never forgive you. If you pine to be the white-headed boy with him you'll pull a face as long as a fiddle when he shows up on deck and let on he’s looking horrid. Oh, that fetches him every time! Just as he finished the second mate's ini a lady come along the wharf as if she were looking for some particular vessel... Though the dusk was drawing on Bob Kemp had eyes which were as quick as they were bright and blue, and he gave a whistle ‘*Why, there she is!’’ he exclaimed, and Gamble asked ion they saw who ‘“‘she”’ was ‘*My aunt, to be sure,” said Kemp, and he gave the lady a hail: ‘‘Hullo, aunt! What has brought you down here? Where is uncle, and what is he up to?”’ Mrs. Wigges shook her head and with his help climbed on board. ‘‘Ah, Bob, you may well ask! He came home and stayed ten minutes, and then went away to see about a lot of medicines and doctor’s books that he has been pend n’ his money on. Oh, Bob dear, it fair breaks m \ heart to see good money go that way, and I made up my mind to come and see you to ask if you, that has been a medical stoodent and knows all about these things, couldn’t do something this trip to break him of his habits that are thinnin’ him awful and bringin’ us all to the workhouse. But who's this young man?”’ Her nephew introduced the second mate, and she poured all her woes into his ear at once. She told him how much THE conve el ul re ‘ ha i | i H abie ft ire iow I t Lease ¢ s ust er \ Sak course ! ‘ | H \ f tl ( I ‘ t i 1 i \ w here and el eld \ \ ‘ \\ of that I | ! renewal of the higt } ‘ ‘ ( le ‘ t } did not want to el ‘ ( ! ! \ but there v hance th if \\ I was | pport I t i ‘ Cole a inghti i ind t! Tac ! hat Was \ tt i ! some ! ( tte i ‘ } } 7 (ash a t ay ! j { | t ( t i i Half cash; half ! ered | f th | } It Delafield 1 ed his pr i ‘ I Bill I f } } } closed with |} promp I I fhirty minutes lat | en ca 1) pon tl ri | telephone ar ih e Was CO! ove | the Cole matter \ hy | } loo late,’’ was the care rep] The land i ld i l » cried Bullen Wt t | ‘W im T. Lar | Mr. ¢ We | This was promy | to ¢ I Bill velled ( “ae MI Mr ¢ He hed nkwe his « t, but tl lidn't I ‘ do any particula } etl I t ( ( land sober « era | t t } ( ‘ I he i B ( eth | fort nj ! t \ of ne uy 1 } t } f } | a moment, | } { taken advat of | I him u ind | r t } } ‘ es cul ! eu rn SATURDAY EVENING POST Told Her He Understood All About His Own Affairs goin to shave the ve nor Tae t

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ihis urgent in fe, and aftera few more words with her nephew she kissed itation to go was sufficient for his loving hem both and went ashore Her last words to her husband ry much surprised the second mate Though Bob has been a medical and knows all about the idful work of doctors, I hope, James, that you will never ke his advice about your health. I love him, as in dut ind I am to love my own sister’s son, but I distrust hi idgment, and to his face I say it.”’ \\ ( hearing this, took a long breath of astoni entand shook! head. He leaned overthe rail and poke Mr W ig eT evere ly He told her he understood about f ( n affairs and that if he liked to take the i e of the ship's cook he would do it And though I say it before him, Bob is a very sensible oung man,’ said Wigges. ‘‘He saw that I was goin’ to be ill before my last bad attack, when you nothin’, Unele, you're lookin’ dread- and before night | wasdreadful. and take care of the em should be ill while call in a doctor, but give i, Says ne So good-b Maria nildrer If anv of m at sea, dont the be 1 dose out of the bottle marked Bo Gnly’ that I left on the bedroom mantelpiece, and the girls one out of the bottle marked ‘Girls Only,’ which is in the parlor behind the stuffed parrot. I made em both n elf and they're bound to WW ? ul Why fter what she ou down like said to us before, sir? the second mate when Mrs. Wigges had disappeared and the skipper was down below stowing away his bottles and books. Why? Jecause understands the old man,’ ‘By pretendin to put hin , she put him on me, and did she start runnin’ y sne replied Kemp off me inside of a week he'll 1 knew it, and now advice to a dead cert And what will veu advise, sir There you have me, said Kemp ughtfully. *‘But 1 think I have an idea that mirht worl F The second mate was anxi to hear ! dea i but Ke pd clined to I tsa lot of thinkin’ over. I tell te or the ipper make high-class itlor i A ea8\ « fallir ott a ior \ ll tell, Gamble, is that I’m goin’ to ‘ i new disease for hi His greatest ! hat he thinks he is ill, but Nhat he t get ar aoctor tl ay he Nas e rare al bseure lingerin’ complaint that is very he second ite shook his head Though he is your uncle, sir, and the captain, I think ne ? be a lool ‘ aid You're not far off it,” replied Kemp. And thev I t at that al j T corne day had no Lime to think ol e fatal complaints from which their superior officer was tferi W igus terrible had little time to think of then er. as tne had weather going down Channel lt was quite a fortnight before he had any opportunity of oking *‘ dreadf But from that time on, the diseases he ceveloped were awe-inspiring. For the whole length of the vers, and ittributed the fact that he did not go down with any of them » their destroving each other Mediterranean he suffered from all the acute fe Something was also due to is What he he skill with which he used drugs iid. He spoke of all the deadly tribe of fevers as if the ere Doe ins that he | di met in a dark alice and Knocked A vith gq ine bitter aloe ind nux vomica ’ i mir ra dinar t I nthe (rer? ill 1 ested the irlet fever tt time he wet Y pate is and h OF resore S } } y rote ()} l ‘ ¢ car ti i na time, Bot i that he was glad to hear it, but that he ‘ ‘ f ‘ \ ‘ ‘ AK « i at I nt ¢ \ ! tha ad W ‘ | } rb : ‘ ouct rice ‘ } ever. | iftera ‘ th e of troublir ‘ lt ke at whe e dea ecret thir ha y Ana é 0 j st ike¢ t 4 ur ig! 4 late, bob, to e que ! } re ‘ itterT “ nit « Bob said lv enough that he had | ‘ all the time ha rgood tk ighed his uncle, ‘‘and now I'll n that | wanted you as mate so that if | died | should have some one at it who could describe all | suffered at the last THE SATURDAY EVENING POST with the proper medical terms. Up to the end I may be able to help you fetch the right word, but at the last, when lam unable tospeak, you'll be all on yourown. AndI want it all wrote out, and when you get back home you must tak« the paper to the hospitals and show ‘em what they lost when they said in their ignorance that thers vith me. They'll remember me if you describe me at the London 'Ospital and at Guy’s and at Bartholomew’s. | ould go there. I was determined to give ’em every chance, Bob. Oh, they are a conceited lot and don’t know a rarity when it comes along: not, at least, if it’s extra rare. I did know one old shipmate of mine that rose up somethin’ rather rare and surprisin’, and he had a splendid time in ‘ospital, livin’ on the fat of the land and with high-class doctors obedient to his lightest wish, and with foreigners omin’ over from Paris to punch him all over to see if they was nothin’ wrong Poured All Her Woes into His Ear at Once ild differ th the English on the point. And here lam ged to look after myself in my | he had had been down in books many aand obi agonies, and atime. But lam Ah, it’s bitter inique and nothin’ has been wrote about me. to suffer and be took no interest in! Rob slapped the old chap on the back and told him to I'm beginning to see that I once saw a man in hospital th a complaint not unlike yours, uncle. quite like it, Bob,” said Wigges, firing up. Oh, no, nothin’ like so bad and not what you've got,” said Bob hastily. ‘And we had a very clever physician at my hospital that did wonders with him for a time. I'm all | can to remember all about it so that I can bring experience to bear on you, uncle.” That's right, my boy,” sighed Wigges. ‘ ill do your best. But what is the good of experience if I’m I know you case as vet, Bob It was delicate ground, but Bob walked waril there had been or Suppose one Cast and that vy would you feel about that ? ears ago, uncle, hoy W es ced doubtful Or one ve Bot f ? one, uncle In that case I shouldn't mind it so much,” said Wigges But car u give my complaint a name?” l . i t ‘ be tar bs) na Ve tl dothink tl I shall be ablet reca ! old knowledge nd it begins to come back he re t rry at the hospital when I said | wouldn't on t ! i taff said I had a great it i da ind it vere Man Cast here I ot i eu ner Sir William Gumt \ Vror W ‘ he | ire i i did, Bot 1 begin to think that 1 are t iit ‘ ae 4 i hougt ina ente ena it t 7 nd about these matters, vou can have a look at my books e, Be \ i re ] it ffer, Bob carried off an armful of edie pan ncluding three treatises on the theory and ractice of medicine, two dreadful ! tomes on surgery, a olume on Materia Medi i l , and some dk Zen spe cial rks on obscure complaints of all kinds. When Wigges April 7, 1906 was fast asleep (he slept fifteen hours out of thetwenty-four and called that insomnia) the them to the second mate. Gamble shivered. ‘Don’t show ‘em to me, sir, or I shall fall sick right off! I never could abide the look of them.” ‘You won't be able to look at 'em soon,” ‘‘for | give you the straight tip that they will go to instruct the fishes in the $3 ‘*Won’t the captain be very mad if you do that? Gamble. ‘Il make him help sling them over the rail before we're through the Arabian Sea,” said Kemp. ‘‘I believe I’m goin’ to cure him.’ He did believe it, but he had a hard job before him. He was roused up in the middle of the morning watch below by his uncle coming in and shaking him. Bob was ex- ceedingly cross. **Well, what is it?’’ he demanded with some asperity. ‘It’s the end, my boy,” said his uncle. ‘‘In addition to the deep-seated trouble without a name, I’ve got paralysis, and all I can do with nux vomica and laudanum and 'eavy doses of quinine and phenacetin don’t get it under. Bob, your aunt’s a widow this time, and I want you to rise up and take down my symptoms as they oceur.” Bob rubbed his eyes and turned out very reluctantly. ‘**Won’t the morning do as well, uncle?” he demanded with a pitiful yawn. ‘*T shall be dead by mornin’, boy,” said the skipper with an air of dignified desper- ation, ‘‘and in the interests of science | want you to observe the way I make sudden kicks when I liedown —- very sudden kicks, Bob, beyond my control, boy, and besides, | twitch something mate showed said Kemp, sea before long. * aske d and serious dreadful.” At this Bob really got up and went into the old man’s cabin with him. He found about fifty bottles and drug-boxes strewed all over the shop ‘*There’s nothing here that touches it, Bob,” said Wigges gloomily. ‘I've tried emall. I feel it comin’ on in spite of the sudden jerks. I'll lie down and you shall watch me. If a great there is the laudanum, boy, and there are the lead and opium pills. Don’t be sparin’ our pore old uncle suffer. Lend mea hand and I'll lie down. My will is in the tin case in the corner and you'll find I've left you the books and the charts, with directions to publish the true accounts of mv decease in the Lancet, which | understand is a respectable paper, which is more than the Medical Journal is, for the editor refused with rudeness to publish an account of my symptoms, even as an advertisement. He lay down and in about three seconds was fast asleep. 3ob shook his head and then laughed. He lifted up his uncle’s eyelid and saw that the laudanum was doing its work. ‘‘T hope it isn’t an overdose,’’ said Bob. he sha’n’t have another chance.” He poured all the laudanum and the opium pills into the sea, and then hunted for the nux vomica, which followed the opiates. He sent after them a double handful of phenacetin tabloids and took a good tollof everything else. Sufficient drugs went into the Mediterranean that night to undermine the constitution of all the fishes withina hundred leagues of the Wanderoo. But by the time Bob had slung overboard all that he dared he saw that the overdose of drug that his uncle had taken was going to do no serious harm and that the laudanum would not kill him this time. He left the patient and went up on the bridge and told Gamble all about it ‘IT don't think he But the second mate wanted to know what the 8 . agony comes on, if you see \ ‘*But if it isn’t can kill himself now,”’ he said skipper would say when he discovered what had happened to his sea-stock of medicine. ‘Won Bob Kemp lighted his pipe and thought about it. After i begar ved the problem. three draws he began t ne get up and snort, sir? to think he had sol I believe I've got it,”’ he said with conviction. What have vou got. sir , ‘The disease he is suffering from,’’ said the mate. ‘‘At east I've hit on the kind of one that I'm going to invent and I tell vou it’s a daisy of a complaint and for him to have \ better than having a fortune left i think it will please him said Gambie. He went below to think it out and ‘Tell us what it is, But Kemp decl to make some notes. **T’ve got it,”” he ‘I'll tell him that his special rare and most uncommon complaint is chronic kyphosis, and all the chief symptoms of that are the symptoms that he has got said half an hour later.

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. - He lay Dack and laughe d till he eried, a another look at the patient he turned in with the san ense of satisfaction that the solution of a difficult prob! in ivigat ! ( i Seamar ; lhe skipper did not ce till me a did he found his nephew in his cal What, I’m not dead, bx said the patier th gasp Bob said his uncle was not dead, but he said it an air of melane 1\ at the + er re alarmed than if he were dead irniedly. ‘Ah, you may well ask!”’ replied his nephe tha sigh deep as the Pacifie Ocear you may well ash And he shook his head Sadi The old chap raised himself on his elbow and examined Bob's gloomy face with great alarm Do you mean that I’m goin’ to go, boy ? Bob hesitated and hummed and hawed till a cold per- spiration broke out on the skipper’s brow ‘Speak the truth,” he said. ‘‘My sufferin’s are such that I ean bear the worst with calm, Bot His calm was agitating to witness ‘Tl speak the truth,” said the well-meaning liar who had once walked the hospitals—‘‘ I'll speak the truth, and you as a man will bear it. I’ve found out what's the matter vith you, uncle.”’ The skipper gasped, and, with an air of determination to die bravely that would have drawn tears from a windlass, he demanded the truth. ‘Tell me the truth, Bob, and conceal nothin’. Is it necessarily fatal and is it rare?” Bob grasped his uncle's horny and powerful hand, whicl as the size of a York ham and as hard as the fore-bitts, and told him all ‘It isn’t absolutely fatal, uncle, but whether it is or not ae ast _ Me. { W@ tam Yuske, ob, By this Time the Old Skipper was as Obedient as a Child depends entirely on yourself, and it is so rare that there is 4 case on record b it one,’ Sa d Bol ‘And was that one cured?” asked the old mar ‘I’m sorry to say it wasn’t,” Sir Wiliam Gumby told me th: rely due to the patient's own I've cd very ‘That's only a short way of putting it,”’ said Bob hastily, for the complications are very complicated, indeed, being chiefly morbid teleangiectatic boulimia, and so or You don't say so,” sighed hisuncle, ‘‘That sounds very horrid, Be , So it © eS, said Bob, who knew it meant nothing But don't be alarmed, uncle, for though the mortal is a hundred per cent. so far with only one n having it and pegging out, if you have courage you will make the record fifty per cent. by recovering THE SATURDAY EVENING POST l " ‘ ght, Bol uid th " } ire ag R } ! ’ % } | B | } } } ha eel t ! one t , Il svt hat poir t the fat ; Wigee tarter Don't fat } 7s i t 4 ict Ar ‘ i have if lik aid Bob, ‘‘tl h | own I doubt if ou re will have the stren nm ¢ nd to follow out the sever treatment tl Sir William - ( I i vas the onl nope wa “T’ve got ar amount ol “= strength of mind ad Wigges crossly ind | t , obliged by your not thr out hints that I haven't There your pore au and Grasped His Uncle's Hand and Told Him All the kid It's my dut to get well if 1 ean, and well I'll get Oo née waste no more If me ‘ t the tir ‘ } patient, he take time, but tell me how you discovered that I'm sufferir and chet from chronic kyphosis, complicated by telescopic estati hoy bullamy.”’ M .\ 1 will,”’ said Bob, and he drew out a notebook I've noticed it iid Bol ho had erved that th ‘*What’s that you've got asked Wiggs Old man ate er igh ior ‘ And! en ‘ ind **Points on vour case and on the one that died in frightful “Tnevergetaw iW ‘ I ld sleey agony Witha medical dictionary in one hand and an emptied hours and then turn o quart of strong laudanum, arsenic and strychnine in the His ular ength fa other,”’ said Bob solemnly | n't lift more than five hundrs ht now, not if | t Was enough to make any man die in agony aid break back 1 the pet Oh, Bob, Tbe unea ha M 1 hist l e ky] ! in chronie kyphosi uid | other « com] ited ipl pt Your por es, but in tl ! And the here the me i ! Tell I l i ! } et ! ical dictionar uncl editor | nl \ so there wa uid \ I ! He la ind a Bob v librar ‘To be ure, there i for! The re dea | t 1) ‘ I teng p and Was one i for | I He | ind in |} | ( ‘ | 1) I ! be 1 do imy tM marked lauda ! i \ ‘ i I} empty, uncle! ! I ho emptied I i hur You did last 1 pt ul \ \} th Bol la i pint of laudanul i! yr Wiggs eve s . , ¢ : . = d But , ‘You don't i ! tlered! W m Gumi i pre ! nme, unch ished the skipper dit tha ‘ iil one could get But worse than th Is to tol iid Be is he ] the pre rel rim | et ‘ he ( ar er pil Dottie marked N Vomica | I ISOS You drank a pint ot th to nd here ye ! ( nele, pooroid e,tn ould na t ir nd dia nd the whole crowd tied up in knots and howling sor thing awful. On you, uncle, it had no effect Wigges fell back on his pill ‘*This is very dreadful and surprisin’, Bob. Oh, what wonderful case | must be! Did Il take an hing else Bot R. ] have a vague notion I took a pill.’ f Bot g ! litted his hands in horror “Ay Here are fourteen e1 pt boxe ( best! ¢ no room left for doubt! TI power of deadly drugs and 1 ff to follow sh« — tl phos Tr for “Comp ited ¢ elepnor eTTra i Wigges prou as if detert to sth eve of this wonderful compla But, Bol I ‘ the pia n thi lead a I Bob said tha is as Ve I re a ' Willia Gul ‘ ‘ oO at ‘ f t ‘ celet ‘ pl cla however t be ex i | I , vhich led to hype I e with the « ‘ of the 1 Fy ‘ , } ancl \ i ne il re or tur 1 Be e 7 | OS nn i edica ks a ; ne 1 + thes } . P | ( \ even tat nem t ( ! cm » Phe | irned pa I e} . ° inder his pillow t thdre I ng-place ¢ Prac f Medicine a I e! ‘To put them there to raise pill \\ O incle! iid Bot “We I’ve not read 'em thre h, | ta dW , Sufficient Drugs Went into the Mediterranean that Night t weak But go on and tell 1 hat the course of tl Undermine the Constitution of All the Fishes Within complaint is if not checked.” a Hundred Leagues of the Wanderoc

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THE SATURDAY EVENING POST AYS OF OUR FATHER April 7, aD A Difference of Deeds and Dogma BY eile ro ) nil — were but also had to be a TRIED, a short time ago, to show to you some of the difierences between our modern ways of expressing our religious faith and those of our grandfathers The unlikeness lies chiefly in the fact that Christianity, to the older man, was a matter of dogma; to his grardson it is a matter cf deeds The first believed that he could save his soul from Hell only by faith in certain doctrines —‘* Good actions were but filthy rags’’; the latter is apt to ignore creeds and strive The Science and Literature, with fora life of honesty, purity and brotherly saints of that earlier day shut Nature, all amusement and delight, love ascetic out of their lives as “‘carnal,"’ and filled their minds with log i faith in which the believed would reseue them from eternal de h We have heard much late ly of the Lanmms in Tibet who condemn themselves for life to solitary confinement in caves dug in the mountainside The action of the two men in the effort to save their souls was very similar, except that our grandfather believed that bel his solitary cave of life a hungry devil dwelt in ragi fia! aitiy to seize him if he fell. In the early « of the last century the people of this country lived apart in their narrow sect limits, as in hostile camps, pecring Out suspiciously at other Christians. My readers may remember the thrill of dismay and anxiety * the country thirty years ago when a a Jewish rabbi were asked to sit upon 1 ro ant ministers at a great temper ance ent Brooklyn —so new a thing was it, even then, f ill of ervants of God to join in helping their brother-men! It is likely, too, that much of the bitter antagonism in that old time grew out of the fact that there The rican did not then recognize himself as belonging to a was then very little racial unity among us asa people eparate race He was Puritan, or German, or Scotch, a member of some of the heterogeneous tribes who had quatted in this country and were held together by on Government, Only the great cities were bound by railways ind telegraph wires; the jealousy between the agricultural ind manufacturing sections was bitter; a few families of the lk ire cla from the free and slaveholding States met ‘ at S 1and Washington and became friendly I he great mass of the people in New England, the South and the West knew as little of each other as do now the bourpges n Frar of the coolies in China The Rank Weeds of Prejudice ARATURALLT, svligion rejt 4 betwee © peoples. At lie 1ices flourished rankly long intervals a sl ave- ler visite and a New Englander journeyed to Charlestor ame home shaking their heads over the lepravityv of the val sectior The Northerner actually { his Southern brother to be perpetually occupied ling, drinking mint juleps and torturing his slaves in turn, was regarded by the far-off fire-eater as a the grandson of a cobbler, who lived by maki The Civil War was t 1 wooden nutmegs or green goods result of these long-fermenting antipathies: and the first of its good results was that the men of the States were brought by it face to face. They have recognized each other ever since as human and American as sharply as on Broadway. as religion to make of us one people. opens his morning paper, becomes on the instant a citizen of the world. eyes are busy in Paris, his ears in South Africa. make him at one with all humanity: he sends his money to build hospitals in India for In the old isolated life of our grandfathers there was naturally but little of Each village looked after its own paupers. A rumor once passed over the country that a certain Bostonian was planning a method by was known that busied himself for the oppressed Greeks he was generally considered well-meaning Don Quixote, hunting imaginary windmills to fight this general benevolence. which the deaf REBECCA HARDING DAVIS The sectional bickerings and prejudices of those old days are fast dying out Every movement in trade, in politics, in morality is felt in the camps at Nome Railways and telegraph wires have done as much The ranchman in Arizona, when he lepers or a high school in Japan. one or two asylums for the blind in all of the States. and dumb could be educated, but as it Hospitals were few, and only found in the great cities, under the care of some individual sect. If a case of small- pox occurred in a town, the victim was promptly carried on a litter to some shanty on the neighboring hills to be nursed by any citizen whose scars showed him to be im- mune. It never then had been suggested that there was any help or hope of cure for the idiotic or degenerate. If such a child was born into a family he usually was carried out of the neighborhood to some farmhouse and his existence kept secret. I remember when I was a child the excitement in the village when at the funeral of a prom- inent old citizen, long our Congressman, there was led to the grave foremost among the mourners a middle-aged cripple who bore a startling likeness to the dead man in the coffin. It was his idiot son, whose existence was not known until that day even to his brothers and sisters. Poorhouse or Jail HERE were then but two private insane asylums in the country, and their charges were so enormous as to bar out the poor patient who was “‘ill atop.”” He was sent to the almshouse, or if refused admission there, to the county jail. The only treatment then known for him if he were violent was chains and the rawhide. As late as 1870 both men and women were discovered on lonely farms among the hills in Pennsylvania who had been chained for years in outhouses and barns. Their food was thrown to them as if they were wild beasts. Nobody in my youth had ever heard of boards of char- ities, societies for the prevention of cruelty to children ortoanimals. There were no such societies then. There lies the chief difference between that day and this: there were then none of the great leagues so common now among working and professional men to help man or beast: to care for a hurt dog or a sick man, to educate orphans, to send penniless girls to Munich to study music, or idiot boys to the training schools for weak brains. Indeed, I can remember no humane brotherhoods except the individual and the ancient noble guild of Freemasons and more modern one of Odd Fellows. Sut our old progenitor had hot red blood in his veins. Foreigners counted for nothing to him, but he was loyal to the death to his kin and to his neighbors. There was a certain tender, brotherly kindness warming our daily life then which I miss in the splendid organized charities of to-day These old forebears of ours built no hospitals, but did one of their neighbors fall ill with typhus they all took turns in nursing him, day and night, for weeks. If he died and his children had no kinsfolk, they took them home and brought them up as their own. It was simply a matter of course then that these things should be done. There was scarcely a family in our village which had not its orphan child —‘‘to bring a blessing on the house."’ Our jolly Irish laundress had five adopted waifs, each bearing a different name ““Childer of me friends,"’ she would say; ‘‘an’ why should I not be lookin’ afther them?’ She looked after them until she had started them in life, honest, able menandwomen. Nobody thoughtshe had done more than her duty. The trained high-priced nurse of to-day was unknown then. But every village had its able unpaid nurses, women who brought to the sick-room the skill of long experience and much tenderness. A matron of the educated class to-day works perhaps through a dozen clubs to help ailing sects, These daily familiar greetings His There he Her grandmother, when a neighbor fell sick, tied on her apron and and helpless folk whom she never saw went as a matter of course to take care of her. If the sick woman died she helped to make her shroud, and for years never forgot to put flowers on her grave or to talk of her and of the good things she h: The dead were not then put out of sight and remembrance so quickly as now. They lived long with those who loved them. I cannot but think, too, that the hospitality of that time was of a purer and finer quality than is ours to-day. Nobody then gave balls or teas or formal dinners. But the cover was always laid for the chance guest. No min- ister ever was allowed to gotoaninn. My childhood seems to me nowto have been filled with a long procession of black-coated men, gripsack in hand, itinerants, colporteurs, bishops, missionaries, arriving unbidden at any door, sure that the best the house could give was waiting for the ‘‘ Man of God.”” In the smallest house, no matter how cramped the family might be, there was always a spare room re- served for the guest. It usually was filled by some poor relation who came unbidden, and stayed weeks and months at pleasure. One of the first lessons then taught to a child was the sacredness of the guest. Every personal comfort must be sacrificed to the stranger within his gates, if necessary. Several large landowne rs in our neighborhood wayfarers’ lodges on the roads passing their estates one-roomed cabins fitted with beds, a fire ready to kindle and food ready to cook, for the comfort of travelers who had no money forthe inn. A Holy Bible always lay upon the table, as a matter of course. These guests never saw their host, but usually they left some scrawl, ill-spelled but eloquent with thanks In short, in the daily lives of these old progenitors of ours the brotherly, self-sacrificing love taught them by Christ was always at work, softening and lifting them, in spite of the weight of their grim, merciless theology. id done built snug Your Doxy and My Doxy — theology was angry and disputatious to a degree incredible to the calm and tolerant modern Christian. Nine-tenths of the sermons then preached were fierce arguments in defense of sectarian dogmas. Men wrangled about them in their shops, at the table, at the plow, at weddings, at funerals. Certain well-known traveled from town to town holding public arguments on doctrinal points. In our village these solemn disputes were held on weekday evenings in the town-hall over the market-house. They drew as eager, delighted crowds as a vaudeville would now It is a curious fact that in that early time, when ortho- doxy was triumphant, there should have been so many more efforts to found atheistic and socialist colonies in the country than there are now. Countless bands of uneasy folk who rebelled against the old religion and methods of life emigrated from Germany and France in the first years of the Republic, and founded villages in Pennsylvania and the West. A large body of the followers of Auguste Comte established a phalanstery in Virginia, not far from our village. They were a hopeful, joyous company, having, 7) In } divines ( led

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THE SATURDAY EVENING POST JOAQUISTITA The next wo wars of How's ti’ = Robert Henry’s Own Story of His tte srasow sient and how bes were passed in a ij with his com pantons, u hich included a search for gold in the wildest por- _ te ti it d E 5] t so brig hat, as Murpl rid. vou toes pat ict pat ciel pu apltlivilty an nsiavemen PORE spactheg verse the coast of New Guinea. Thence the and by and by the moon, nearly full i adve nture rs made thet way to the goldfields of crept out from behind one of the easter? pe ak South Africa and so back to New York by way of and made the cafion bright as day k “rope. Henr y's son wa taken with the party As I lav there by the fire | thought of all the to the Scene oO] the old favors un Sonora, and thines that had happened to me nee | first * there, while his father lay ill, was killed by a party : ee page yee of Mexican ludrenes. The narrative cont Spe these mountains, and how at last, after all 1 CAPTURED more among I ber ha earch f ICK at soul, weary of life, emaciated by hidden wealtt vhict edi that 1 fe fever, | once more came forth into the sun- vas, in some 1 iy, dedicated | shine of the Sierra. Day by day my had been hapy ma ( lost wife strength increased and my appetite returned. ind child in the sadde f circumstance I The light no longer hurt my eyes. But still had grasped Fortur hed hand ascore i sorrow gnawed at my heart and the world of ‘ nly to f I ‘ ers slippit F seemed ashes. When Carroll proposed that we from 1 cla " iced death in a should organize a party to explore the whole dozen differ f r again, te length of the Sierra Madre, I seized hungrily find my it la ng the mou upon the idea, believing that in the dangers tains tha loved a here then appeared and hardships of such a trip I might partially that God wil ! ! i be spent forget my grief. With these tl } mind I rolled We accordingly returned to San Francisco n f ‘ i l into a dee; : and organized a party of adventurous spirits slumber beneath tl walls of th like ourselves, consisting of ten persons. Poor cahon; but it seemed if | had hardly closed ““Yank”’ Benson had been killed in a fight at my eyes before the harsh cracking of rifle Los Turos while I was still sick with the fever, brought me to 1 fe but there were Carroll and Murphy, Buck The sky was suffused with the rosy-pink of Busch, Jo Price and James Kete of Chicago, as dawn and the cliffs glowed with a purplish well as John Bandman of England, Samuel light against which floated puffs of gray smoke Stevens of Lowell, Massachusetts, George Ket- Murphy, who had been on guard, staggered tleman of Dresden, Germany, Barney Drum toward me and fell head r, our horses stan and myself. Drum’s people lived, and perhaps pede ip the t 1, is I sy} ‘ still live, at 1S Watt Street, New York City I eize m rifl il t rar ind remember it was one of Murphy’s jokes that Bandman pitched forward dead All alor we were a musical party, since we had a band- the top of the r above us I could now see man, a drum, and a kettleman as well. The the heads of Indians in war dress peering dow! first five and myself sailed early in the spring upon u We were ambushed — hopelessly et of 1884, on the Pacifie Mail Steamship San Jose, trapped, where they could pick us off at their for San Blas in the State of Jalisco, where we leisure procured complete outfits, and then went on to We grabbed our rifles and ammut n and the city of Tepic, where we were soon joined by ted runnil he l ng! ul the others. After the death of little Will I then to fire at tI { { hich we could see declined to have any Mexicans in our party, and climbing d he face of tl ff and dropping we took a double supply of horses and no mules from rock to 1 B he Indiar eemed We had heard marvelous stories of alluvial eve! here , ult! poor rt f gold deposits lying vaguely between the States clearly outm re ‘ Idition of Durango and Sinaloa, and, of course, we t hich they | tray Before knew of the very valuable silver mines which ve had made two hur i renemi lay abandoned all through Mexico; but I do not had reached foll think that many in the party really cared what inforce. Kettleman, Drum, Kete and Steven they found so long as they could be upon the We Besan to Give a Pretty Good Account of Ouresives dropped one after the ot} Mhen Buck and trail and wandering among the mountains Price climbed behind a rocky ledge, saying that John Bandman said that he had traveled ali through this the Apaches had been known at times to come well south — further flight wv le Car 1 1 kept ind sa region, but I soon had very good reason to believe that into Sonora, and other tribes, such asthe Moyasand Yaquis, our comrade i t immediate irrounded Soor he had never been there at all. At any rate, he pretended were hostile in the extreme. None of these Indians, as their fire ceased and we kne hat it was all over with to guide us, and we gradually worked northward without I understand it, are supposed to be descended from the — then The cafion narrowed ri is we ran, and for a paying much attention to exactly where we were. Aztecs, and I had known these tribes well in the past. It time it seemed as though perhay ( i make good our I had kept a diary for a long time and each day entered was the rule to shoot an Indian on sight, and we invariabl temporary escape, but our pursue! ho numbered several the approximate number of miles we traversed, with what- took turns keeping guard throughout the night { runners, gained on us perceptil although for a ever incidents seemed worth mentioning. It is safe to say The mountains rose on all sides, for we were camped hort time delaved by the diversion occasioned by Bucl that we averaged something less than twelve miles a day, right in the main range of the Sierra and had been travel ind Price but we delayed at few points and traveled quite steadily. ing without any trail whatever to guide u The valle The sun had now risen and was flooding the cafion th As we began our actual journey at the end of April,andasI__ itself narrowed to the northeast until it terminated in what — light Above us the cliff swarmed with the naked, painted was captured on the twenty-fourth of June, we should have seemed to be a wall of rock. Had we dreamed foraninstant bodies of the Indians, whose gaudy head-dresses blazed covered in the neighborhood of six hundred miles. Allow- that there were any Indians in the neighborhood we never defiantly behind every rock and jutting ledge We wer ing for irregularities of direction in the route, we probably would have camped in a cul-d: of this « ter, | both a exhau la ivy ‘ 1 like lead ir made no more than five hundred miles northwest, which Bandman assured us that there were no In withina our hapd Bullet } ed all a t Death wa would have taken us just across the northern boundary of hundred and fifty miles. In point of fact, we had not seen — but a question of second minutes at the be the State of Sinaloa. any other human beings for over four days, and before that Bob,”’ gasped Carroll t's all over th us! Let Occasionally we came upon straggling villages of Mex- for some weeks enly poverty-stricken Mexican India lrop as many of the de e can before cash it icans, with here and there signs of Indians, such as bunches — huddled in tiny villages along the lower spurs. Up to tl All right, I I replied There's a pile of roe ist of leaves tied together in their peculiar fashion; but these time we had passed through fertile country, for we had ahead. Perhay e can hold them off for a while if we car ' last were all old and apparently had no significance. On traveled only on the western side of the range, but we a reach it the hillsides everywhere could be seen the stone walls which knew that to the eastward, at the foot of the mountai! Another moment and we had thrown ourselves behind a I have mentioned before. The Mexicans referred to them — stretched upon miles of what prospectors call natural barrier of boulders that lay a the trail at the always as trencheras. At intervals we would come upon desert ’ is to say, unwatered prairie, 1 und, « I of tl iflon, here 1 matter of ‘ ent grotesque markings on the sides of cliffs. course, but practically as difficult to er Above our feet in widtl Then, resting our rifles before us, we begar | On the twenty-third of June, 18S4, late in the afternoon, heads rose sheer the towering heights of the main Sierra, to give a pretty good account of ourselves, for, before th ourparty entered a wide cafion or valley in the Sierra Madre, bluish purple in the afternoon light, and soon the can¢ could decide that ou tion was t trol I ; well watered and wooded and with plenty of grass for fell into deep shadow as the sun sank over the northwestern — carried in front | ha f th iff horses, which I believe to have been in the southern part ridges rt f he rear an | of the State of Sonora, eastward from Chihuahua City I led my little mare, Dona, to water and tethered her — the hers sl ‘ ! about two hundred miles, and almost on the western bound- whereshe could get all of the sweet grass for which she cared both Carroll and 1 elf i ary of the State bearing that name. As wehadcomenorth- Then we built a fire, bo i our coffee, and roasted ‘ the ‘ col } i } ward we had naturally begun to look out for Indians, since ducks that Bandman had shot early that morning. The air It clear, however, that tl was cool and delicious, for though we were below the hig! as but temporal he Indiar | Editor's Note- This is the third installment of the narrative of ~ ahi : 4 Robert Henry's curious adventures. Each installment is an episod est peaks of the range we were yet several thousand feet canon still kept up a de I complete in itself abo. sea le vel I remer ber as we lay on our backs ar ng encampment we couid ! il }

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10 THE SATURDAY EVENING POST hole troop of ponies. Soon the smoke of their fires began to rise upward and we knew that they were preparing their morn- ing meal. But there was no breakfast for us Moreover, we were overcome by thirst which-the hot beams of the sun intensified a hundredfold. It was a grim situation indeed in which we found ourselves, Completely surrounded hy savages, without food or water, and with only a few more rounds of ammunition, we could count on our two hands the hours which, at the best, we had to live. The thing was too plain to require comment, ind we held our peace. Had we spoken it tuld have been only to say good-by. For two or three hours we remained itionless behind our pile of rocks. Then the Indians once more began to make toward is, only this time creeping stealthily from rock to rock and along the edge of th cafion walls. The fire from above broke out with renewed rapidity and accuracy, and we discovered that we could no longer show our heads above the boulder to take aim. I shrugged my shoulders and Carroll gave me asad, despairing nod of farewell. Then almost immediately, from a point 1at seemed just above our heads, a rifle cracked, and the poor Virginian sank for- ward on the reck. He never moved again. A sort of savage rage poured all through my body. I believe at that moment I would have unhesitatingly faced a regiment, and I seized my rifle from its place and sprang er whence the shot had come. As I heavy blow in the abdomen and pitched vackward over Carroll's body I heard nothing and saw nothing, for the light turned to blackness, but I felt no pain. ‘Then it seemed as if I were being rent in pieces with hot jrons. When next I could see the Indians were all ibout me and my Ballard and Coit were gone. I could not move, but only writhed upon my side rhe lat! crowded about me, uttering savage cries ind jabbering to each other, using, | soon discovered, many to my feet to dise aid so I recelyv ec can words familiar to me It appeared that I was the ly one of our party left alive and they were trying to le what they should do with me. Two, who seemed be leaders, and who I afterward learned were sub- chiefs named Juz and Chapo, quickly disposed of the matter ordering that I should be put to death. Two Indians cordingly stepped forward and pointed their rifles at my head, but at that moment a very resplendent old chief rode up on horseback and directed them to stop. He seemed ery angry at their daring to take sucha step without his rmission, and it was this only that saved my life, for I learned that it was their almost invariable custom to kill ill captured prisoner: Che Indians now collected our horses as well as their own ind began to prepare to depart. I was stripped of my coat i trousers, two mules were brought up and a rude sort of litter made by resting two poles lashed together upon their backs with the ends of the poles dragging upon the ground Upon these poles I was thrown and tied there with leather thongs, and the procession started up the cafion. It is use- less to attempt to describe the torture which I now experi- enced. Every step of the mules racked my body with pair Yet not once did I lose consciousness, and I counted in the x Indians besides the bodies of sixteen others who had fallen from our combined fire As the Indians were all mounted,we made rapid progress, 1s ascend a narro lefile where the walls of th afior u ved abruptl In places the trail was but a foot or two in width, with a sheerdescent of perhaps a thou and feet beneath. Here I was unbound and ¢ d until the ledge wa ler Below I could look back and see the ition from which we had come above me the walls of the mountains towered straight into the Now and again t lefile turned ata rp angle, and as we progressed the rail grew steeper and steeper. It was clear that we were ascending the Sic Madre by one of those narrow and etrable gorges that creep into the mountains ur 1 only to the Indians. At one point, where } f was but a few feet wide and the trail but a rdly offering foothold for the horses, I saw ibove me | re boulders ispended along the edge of the cliff by leather thongs. Some of these must have weighed i ton or more, and if loosed would have rolled down and wept away a regiment Whenever the cafion narrowed appeared hanging as it seemed by a re thread, although I was afterward told by Cohome hese suspended rock the old chief whose prisoner I was, that they were firm); held in place that the thongs were renewed from time totitne. It wasa natural impregnable stronghold, in which ne man with a good rifle and plenty of ammunition could have kept at bay an army. I now gathered from the conversation of my captorst hat they had been following us for several days and had only waited to attack us until we could be perfectly ambushed F-B- Masreas He Told Me that the Granite Blocks of Okio’s House Were Carved with Aztec Symbols On and on we went, the ascent becoming continually steeper and the cafion narrower and narrower, until the walls above us almost met over our heads, and the precipice below fell away thousands upon thousands of feet. The sun rose high, sending, however, only a narrow shaft of light into the gloomy defile, and the Indians began to hurry their horses up the narrow trail, which turned suddenly, crossed the abyss upon a bridge of logs, plunged through a sort of blind opening in the opposite cliff, and I found myself in a broad open plain, miles in extent, with the dogs’ teeth of mountains rising all about me. I looked behind me in vain for some sign of the entrance to the cafion, but could see none. The mountain wall rose at our backs as high and forbidding as to the east and west. Eve ryw here the plate au or mesa was covered with soft grass. In the distance I could see a lake sparkling in the sunlight; groves of maples and of pines softened the base of the mountains and made the scene truly beautiful. The Indians now broke into a trot and I lost all capacity to ob- serve or to appreciate the country over which I was being dragged on account of the new and terrible pain which the rapidity of the gait caused me. I judged that we had as- cended by the trail some dozen miles, and we now covered about six miles more. As we advanced, we passed many Indians, mostly women, working in the fields which stretched on either hand of us, and which were covered with tobacco and maize. Here and there log and adobe huts were scattered, and when we reached the lake the number of these along its shores stead- ily increased. Here I saw Indian women fishing with a peculiar kind of double basket from log rafts, and we met many half-naked children driving cows and mules. Some of these, like city street urchins, abandoned their charges and started running ahead of us, yelling and waving their arms. Soon we left the lake again and bore to the north- east, and presently came in sight of a large throng of women and children who were evidently awaiting our arrival, the signal of which must have been given by smoke from the summit of the cafion unseen by me. Several men, beating tom-toms and sawing away on Indian fiddles, joined the boys at the head of the procession, and the women, chant- ing a song of triumph, fell in behind us. From this time on the road was lined with Indians staring iriously at our party and greeting its various members with cries of congratulation. On all sides Lheard repeatedly the name “ Joaquistita,”’ and I soon discovered that this was the name of the town to which I was being taken. The pace was quickened, and again I almost lost con n the pain occasioned by being thumped and banged along nder poles which supported me. At the head of our cavalcade rode old Cohome, wonderfully painted and wearing a head-dress of feathers more mighty than I had ever seen an Indian wear before, and behind him came Juz and Chapo, all three bearing aloft | which I afterward learned were their badges of office. Men plowing in the fields stopped their bullocks and waved their arms in salutation; the houses increased in number; and presently a shout went up from the troop of “ Joaquis- tita We crossed a narrow river or stream cCrlousness the ground on the sl ong wands, tita! Joa upon a bridge « pI d by monoliths of granite, and the next thing I knew I found myself unbound and lying in what appeared to be a sort of common or square in the centre of a large village I eagerly looked about me for some white face or familiar object. Log and adobe houses of good size stretched away in rows in different directions, here and there, with additions in the shape of tents — regulationarmy f logs supporte April 7, 1906 A tents I afterward discovered them to be and facing the east at the end of the square stood three large adobe houses, the lower part of the one upon the right being constructed of the same square granite blocks that I had noticed at the bridge, bearing curious rude decorations such as I have seen on some of the stones in the cathedral in the City of Mexico. These were added to above with adobe and logs, as if either the granite had given out or the builders had abandoned their original idea in favor of more simple architecture. The other two houses were exceptionally large log and adobe buildings of one story each. Into the middle house old Cohome, accompanied by Juz, Chapo and other war- riors, now departed, leaving me in charge of a guard of four young men, who with some difficulty kept at bay the crowd of women and children who desired to inspect me. I was too sick and feeble to get upon my feet, but seeing a tall, heavy stake in the centre of the common I crawled there and leaned my back against it. At this many of the Indians cast significant looks at each other, for it so happened that this was the sacrificial stake at which their human victims were burned alive I now had a good opportunity to observe the physical appearance of these Indians and noticed with surprise that they were entirely dif- ferent from any I had ever seen before. In the first place, they were all, men as well as women, tall, stately and well formed, with fine heads and aquiline noses. Their skin was copper-colored with a distinct bronze tinge. Their lips and nostrils were thin and regular, and their hair long, straight and bluish black, like the iridescent plumage on the throat of a raven. Their fore- heads sloped slightly backward and their features were regular and clean cut. During my entire sojourn among this people I never saw an adult male less than five feet ten inches in height. Indians, as every one knows, are red, with high cheekbones and prominent features. My captors had none of these characteristics. I have seen the Yaquis, Moyasand Apaches, as well as the Tarahuamareans who dwell farther to the south, and they are of an entirely different race. Nowhere have I ever come across a finer race of men. All, of both sexes, were naked to the waist, the men wearing simply a breech-cloth and the women a homespun skirt and girdle. Occasionally both men and women would be seen wearing a brightly-striped blanket, and both sexes wore bands or fillets of beads bound in their hair. They were dignified, clean, rather haughty, inde- pendent, taciturn, scrupulously honest, serious. The women were uniformly lithe, well formed and handsome, and the only markedly Indian characteristic of the men was their disinclination to labor, which was probably to be accounted for less by reason of laziness than by a belief that manual activity was beneath the dignity of a fighting man All of the warriors of the party wore scalp-locks of various colors along their leggins, and these were in some cases auburn and golden, which evidenced the fact that their victims were not all Mexicans or Spaniards A continuous stream of people made their way to the large house on the eastward, bearing corn and beans, and this I heard referred to constantly as ‘‘Okio’s House.”” At first I supposed that it must be the residence of a chief, but I soon learned that it was the temple of their god The sun became hotter and hotter and I soon found myself feeling very faint, so that I slipped to the ground and threw myself on my face. At this, one of the warriors called to a native woman standing by and spoke a few words to her, as a result of which she hurried to Cohome’s house and returned with a gourd of water and a bowl made of pottery containing a thick sort of soup. These she placed upon the ground beside me and the Indian motioned to me to eat and drink, using the word ‘‘/skiate.”’ I drank the soup and instantly felt wonderfully refreshed and invigorated, as if I had taken a draft of some tonic or wine. Later when living among this people I found that ‘‘Iskiate’’ was a sort of national food, made of toasted corn and ground up with water into a sort of thick paste. I have never drunk anything to equal it when one is tired or about to undertake some fatiguing journey, and its effect is like a tonic An Indian now stepped out of Cohome’s house and beat loudly upon a tom-tom. Instantly the crowd dispersed, the people going about their business, or retiring to their houses, so that the square and streets were practically deserted. Then from the door issued Cohome, with Juz and Chapo. He walked slowly past without looking at me and entered another house at the other side of the square. I had, of course, made up my mind that my death was being delayed merely until a more convenient time at which, perhaps, all the people could be assembled to witness it, and my thoughts can be easily imagined. My pain, how- ever, had entirely passed away, and the blood had ceased

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Ee x to flow from the wound in my abdomen, although I still suffered from a terrible numbness there. I concluded that I must have been struck by a spent bullet when I arose to avenge the death of Carroll, and in point of fact this bullet I carry inside my body to this day Presently, much to my surprise, there emerged from the house into which the chief had gone an old man dressed like a Franciscan friar. His hair and beard were very fine and long and white, and as he approached I could see that his cloak was composed of buckskins cunningly sewed to- gether to represent the cassock of a monk. A robe of twisted grass girded his waist. I was amazed to find a priest among my captors and fora moment hope returned ‘““Good-morning, my son,”’ said he in a low voice in ex- cellent English. 5 ““Good-morning, father,’”’ I replied. ‘‘ Where am I and how did you come here?” “TI will reply to your last question first,” said he with a smile, ‘‘ for the other is more difficult to answer. My name is Father Joseph, and Iama Franciscan. After the edict against my order issued by President Juarez, I sought refuge in the mountains and, meeting a party of these people on a hunting expedition, joined them and was brought here. That was many years ago. I have faith- fully tried to teach them the blessed doctrine of the Savior but without effect. They listen kindly and, I must say, with reverence, but they continue to worship the Sun God and their Okio as if they had heard nothing. They have never harmed me and I nurse their sick and give them counsel ‘Now as to where you are I cannot tell you. This plateau ismany n iles in circumference It istwenty miles

The Inc XVill -THE TRUTH B HERE wasasilence. ‘‘Come, my pretty jasmine lady, speak the truth.” ““T will! What a brute you are ‘So another lady told me a few months ago. Come, tell me.”’ ‘*Why should I tell you anything ‘Because I choose. You thought you could play with me and fool me and trick me out of what I mean to have ‘*‘What you mean to have?’ ‘Yes, what I mean to have. I mean to marry Miss Des- mond —if she’ll have me.” ‘)ou—mean to marry? Saul is among the prophets with a vengeance!”’ Vernon stood as if turned to stone. Nothing had ever astonished him so much as those four words, spoken in his own voice, ‘‘l mean to marry.”” He repeated them. ‘I mean to marry Miss Desmond, if she'll have me. And it’s your doing.” “Of course,”’ she shrugged her shoulders. ‘‘ Naturally: it would be. Won’t you sit down? You look so uncom- fortable. Those French tragedy scenes with the hero hat in one hand and gloves in the other always seem to me so comic.” He took her hands, pushed her gently into a chair near the table, and sat down beside her with his elbows on the table and his head in his hands. Forgive me, dear,”’ he said. ‘‘I wasa brute. Forgive me--and help me. Noone can help me but you.”’ Yes,”’ she said, speaking as one speaks in dreams, ‘‘! forgive you. Tell me; tell me everything.” The temptation to speak, for once, the truth about him- self was overmastering. It is a luxury one can so very rarely afford. Most of us go the whokk long life-way without tasting it. There was nothing to lose by speaking the truth.

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to yonder range of mountains to the north. — I believe be in the very heart of the Sierra Madre on the dividing

line between Chihuahua and either Sonora or Sina From time to time white men have been brought her Indian war-parties, but they have never been able t he , much light on the actual locality nce in almost everv ca ‘ ! t i] they have been men lost in the m« intal or Wa eT t i ! i tha the prospectors. There are two ways whereby the plateau A t 1} Yaq M \ may be entered by one of \ hich vou came hither ‘ other is a cafion throug! hich runsthe river. The lr il I } the gr call it San Rafael and say that it disappears into the rt \ mt nd it on T at the foot of the cafior | mal draw f Avt \l But what race of people is th I asked ‘ ractica the N r A I do not kn« w,”’ ar swered Father Josep} | he i } that they have lived here since the beginnit ot tt word hat 1 i the wl ind f ‘ Wi They are highly civilized and weave, plant, and mine ‘ ‘ e Father J 1} A they for silver among the western range ha er a } ‘ ! } thousand captured Mexicans held in b« © anc hich } \ under guard in their mines. To these I am per edto Em; M ia preach the Christ Father Josep} lt But these white men,”’saidI. ‘‘What became of ther f to escape, t ! for th it | Did they escape ¢ i itched | il nseer ird, but i } Father Joseph shook his head. ‘ Do not ask, my son. In due time you will learn what h watel God in His providence has in store for you " detect any a Juz and Chapo now returned, and under their orders m) fortunate enough to get bevond the Ea , underclothes were stripped from me and I was given a had t ndergo regular 1 { ‘ ‘ hict breech-clotl Then two of the Indians took me in their fuard-mounting in the canor ind mount i} arms and carried me to Father Joseph's house. Here llay proach of hostile forces wa naled | for six weeks, nursed by the good father with the tenderest ind fire by night from the pea rat nd care, so that by the end of August | was able to get about omplete Amorist v E.NESBIT “=--'---

Moreover, he must say something, and why not the truth? Then if I'd stopped ! 7 e for a drive So he said then and tl ‘It wasat Long Bartor it’s a littledead-and-alive place Phat uid Ver i Lis n, I al t in Kent. I was painting that picture that you like— the on that’s in the Salon, and | was bored to death, and she walked And he went on, and, wa ! } ibject, grew el straight into the compe nina pink gown that made het yuenton the event t his« ns, | irmi look like a la F it has bee rained oO! i Bett ! 1 know the sort of to mauve ha f | f a & ** And it was love at first ght aid she, and took away el I imseil, ? vy, 1 t ! her hand And th t | I found she had “Not it,’’ said Vernon, catching the hand and holding it ipl bout goir ibou th ! cause het ‘it was just the usual thing. I wanted it to be like all the father ha i { t} ! her -I-1le others.”’ her think that | " **Like mine,” she said, looking down on hin That istoo much! 1 l have riser **Nothing could be like that.” he kept her hand fa He got up and led her to the divar They sat down Ah, don't be ang he plead You see, [ knew 1 side by side. She wanted to laugh, to sing, to screar didn’t care about me a little | Here was he sitting by her like a lover holding her \ i kney ili the t e that I didn't care her sell hand, the first time these two years, three years nearly respect clutched at the spark he his voice tender as ever And he was telling her about OT course I'm 1 al to think ih, for ‘ Her. me for letting her think that t bought me all I **No,” he went on, burrowing his shoulder comfortably ask for of her tim SI ing » int ! he in the cushions, ‘‘it was just the ordinary outline sketch. thought it was quite all is long as I belonged to some But it was coming very nicel Then her father interfered one else, a1 and vulgarized the whole thing. He's a parson a weal And ha little rat, but I was sorry for him. Then an aunt came on Never — never one nee the t Long Bar the scene —a most gentlemanly lady"’--he laughed a little when it had to be ‘made ur l nade the at the recollection and I promised not to go out of m) very beginnir fit. N way to see Her again.’ I suppose you've been ver ery happ *‘There was some one in Brittany, of course? Don't I tell you? I've never been so wretched in n “ “the re alWays is | had a de light- life ! And ] hate her be ng here without ar one to io fulsummer. Then in October, sitting at the Café de la after her. A hundred

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She Said 1 Can't Talk to You To-Nigh Low and Earnestly Whatever It is" “Go Away,” pen to send that doddering old Underwood an anonymous letter, telling him all about it.”’ Underwood? ‘* Her stepfather — oh, I forgot proces ded to tell her Be tty ’s secret. " slowly. ‘‘ Well, there’s no great harm wish you'd trusted me before. You wanted ) nning of this remarkable interview,” she laughed rather forlornly, I had told Miss Des- mond. Well, I went to see her, and when she told me that vou'd told her ve I just acted the I didn’t tell you.” He IL sec — she said to know, at the beg “what 1 were ¢ nyaged to me, I jealous a little bit. I thought I was helping you—playing up to you. I suppose I overdid it. I’m sorry.’ “The question is,”’ said he anxiously, “whether she'll forgive me for that lie She's most awfully straight, you know eems to have lied herself,’’ Lady St. Craye could aying yes —but only to her father.”’ hardly counts, you think it the same thing as lying to the person you love ou'd mind if I never told her it her that we were engaged, but I wonder whether y I tell That you found you liked Te mple Couldn't you've broken it off? better, or something? She gasped before the sudden vision of the naked gigantic egoism of a man in love You can tell her what vou like,” she said wearily: ‘‘a what does it matter? “T don't want to lie to her,”’ said Vernon Kut she'd never understand the truth.” You think / understand? It as the truth you've been telling me He laughed all my life.”’ And you've thoroughly enjoyed it! lie or two more or les I hate to. I don’t think I ever told so much truth in You alwavs did ' enjoy new sensations Don’t sneer at me You don't understand —not quite. Everything's changed Sut you'll help me — you'll advise me? Do you th nk I ought to tell her at once You see, he’s so different from other girls—- she’s She isn’t,"’ Lady St. Crave interrupted, ‘‘except that he's the one vou love he's not a bit different from other girls. No girl's different from other girl You don’t know her,”’ he said You see, she’s so young and brave and true and — what is it why . l ady st ( ra t I 1d re ted he he id agall his « at- sleeve and he knew that she was « I **What is it? My dear, don't--you mustn't cry ‘I’m not—at least I'm very tired.”’ Brute that I am! he aid with late compunction **And I've been worrying you with all mv silly affairs.” id on her soft hair held her head against his arm it isn’t that I’m tired, really. shouldn't I? Vernon His } No.” she said suddenly, * told the truth —why THE SATURDAY EVENING instantly and deeply regretted the lapse —‘‘ You're really going to marry that girl?” "Te." “Then I'll help you. you.” ‘You're a dear,” he said kindly. ‘‘ You always were. “‘T’ll be your true friend—oh, yes, I will! Because I love you, Eustace. I’ve always loved you —I always shall. It can’t spoil anything now to tell you, because everything is spoilt. She’ll never love you as I do.” “You're tired. I’ve bothered you. this just to— because zs ‘I’m saying it because it’s true. Why should you be the only one to speak the truth?) Oh, Eustace—when you pretended to think I didn’t care, two years ago, I was too proud to speak the truth then. I’m not proud now any more. Goaway. I wish I'd never seen you.” “Yes, dear, yes. I'll go,”’ he said, and rose. She buried her face in the cushion’where his shoulder had been. As he reached the door she sprang up, and he heard the silken swish of her gray gown coming toward him. “Say good-night,”’ she pleaded. ‘Oh, Eustace, kiss me again—kindly, not like last time.’ He met her half-way, took her in his arms and kissed her very gently, very tenderly. ““My dearest jasmine lady,’’ he said, ‘‘it sounds an impertinence and I dare say you won't believe it, but I was never so sorry in my life as 1am now.” She clung to him and laid her wet cheek against his. Then her lips implored his lips. There was a long silence. It was she —she was always glad of that —who at last found her courage, and drew back. “‘Good-by,”” she said. “I shall be morrow. And then I'll help you.” When he got out into the street he looked at his watch. It was not yet ten o’clock. He hailed a carriage. "7 Fifty-seven, Joulevard Montparnasse,” he said. Arrived the re, he went softly up the stairs and stood listening outside Betty's door. He knocked gently. Then came Betty's voice: “Qui est | ; **Tt's me I'll do everything I can for You're saying ’ quite sane to- Vernon. May I come in?” “No. You can’t possibly. Is anything the matter? No--oh, no, but I wanted so much to see you. May I come to-morrow early ia ‘You're sure there’s nothing wrong? At home or any- thing? You haven't come to break anything to me?” ‘‘No—no; it’s only something I wanted to tell you.”’ He began to feel a fool, with his guarded whispers through a locked door. “Then come at twelve,” said Betty in the tones of final- ity. ‘‘Good-night He heard an inner door close, and went slowly away. ” Lady St Cray e, left alone , dried her eves and set to work, with heart still beating wildly, to look about her at the ruins of her world ‘‘He would have loved me,” she told herself, ‘if it hadn't been for that girl. And now it’s all too late!” But wasit? Awordto Betty —and “But you promised to help hin “That was before he ki But a promise is a promise.”’ “Ves your life’s your life. You'll never have another.” She stood still, her hands hanging by clenched hands that the rings St d me * and her sides bit into. “He will go to her early to-morrow. And she'll accept him, of course. She’s never seen any one else, the little fool!”’ She had turned up the electric lights now at her toilet table, and was pulling the pins out of her ruttled hair “T have a right to live my own life,”’ she said, just as Betty had six months before. She looked at herself in the silver- framed mirror and laughed. “And you always thought yourself a proud woman! Suddenly she dropped the brush; it rattled and spun on the polished floor. She stamped her foot ‘That settles it!’ For in that instant she perceived quite clearly and without Vernon had thrown himself on her pity of set pur- , With an end to gain. You silly fool!’’ she woman in the yvlass And now she was light coat usual, violets in it The door of the flat banged behind her as it had banged behind Vernon half an hour before said she said mistake that pose said to the fully dressed in a long, and a hat Like him, she called a POST April 7, 1906 carriage. And she, too, gave to the coachman the address: fifty-seven, Boulevard Montparnasse. XIX — THE TRUTH WITH A VENGEANCE N THOSE three weeks whose meetings with Vernon had been so lacking in charm there had been other meetings for Betty, and in these charm had not been to seek. But it was the charm of restful, pleasant companionship illu- minated by a growing certainty that Mr. Temple admired her very much, that he liked her very much, that he did not think her untidy and countrified and ill-dressed, and all the things she had felt herself to be that night when Lady St. Craye and her furs had rustled up the staircase at Thirion’s. And she had dined with Mr. Temple and lunched with Mr. Temple, and there had been an afternoon at St. Cloud, and a day at Versailles. So that it was with quite a sick feeling that her days had been robbed of something that made them easier to live, if not quite worth living, that she read and re-read the letter that she found waiting for her after that last unsuccessful dinner with the man whom Temple helped her to forget. You will see by the letter what progress friendship can make in a month between a young man and woman, even when each is half in love with some one else It said Sweet friend: This is to say good-by for a little while. But you will think of me when I am away, won't you? Iam going into the country to make some sketches and to think. I don’t believe it is possible for English people to think in Paris. And | have things to think over that won’t let themselves be thought over quietly here. And I want to see the spring. I won't ask you to write to me, because I want to Se quite alone, and not to have even a word from my sweet and dear friend. ] hope your work will go we ll. \ ours, Ros TEMPLE. Betty, in bed, was re-reading this when Vernon's knock came at her door. She spoke to him through the door with the letter in her hand. And her real thought when she asked him if he had come to break bad news was that some thing had happened to Temple She went back to bed, but not to sleep. she could not keep away the wonder have to say that wanted so badly to get itself said ? her eyes and would not look in the face of her hope What? No, impossible! Yes Another T ry as she would, what could Vernon She hid knock at hei door. She sprang out of bed and stood listening. There was no doubt about it. Vernon had come back. A wild idea of dressing and letting him in was sternly dismissed. For one thing, at topmost speed, it took a quarter of an hour to dress. He would not wait twenty minutes Another knock She threw on her dressing-gown and ran along her little passage and stooped to the keyhole just as another tap, discreet but insistent, rang on the door panel “Go away,” she said, low and earnestly. ‘I to you to-night whatever it i It must wait till can’t talk the morn- “Tt's I,” said the ve ry last voice in all Paris that she ex- pected to hear; ‘‘it’s Lady St.Craye. Won't you let mein? Herself Vernon was Served by Madame

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“Are you alone?” said Betty. “Of course I'm alone. It's most important. Do open the door.” The door was slowly opened. The visitor rustled through and Betty shut the door. Then she followed Lady St. Craye into the sitting-room, lighted the lamp, drew the curtain across the clear April night, and stood looking inquiry —and not looking it kindly Her lips were set in a hard line and she was frowning Well,” she said, ‘‘ what do you want now?” “T hardly know how to begin,” said Lady St. Craye with great truth. “| should think not!” said Betty. ‘I don’t want to be disagreeable, but I can’t think of anything that gives you the right to come here in the middle of ther ght “It’s only just past eleven,” said Lady St. Craye. And there was another silence. She did not know what to say { dozen openings sug gested themselves and were instantly re jected Then, quite suddenly, she knew exactly what to say, What to do. That move of Vernon's vas a good one, a move too often lected in this cynical world, but always successful on the stage. **May I sit down?’ she asked forlornly Betty, rather roughly, pushed forward a chair Lady St. Craye sank into it, looked full at Betty for a long minute; and by the lamp’s yellow light Betty saw the tears rise, brim over and fall from the other woman's lashes. Then Lady St. Crave pulled out her handkerchief and began to cry in good earnest. It was quite easy. At first Betty looked on in cold contempt Lady St. Craye had counted on that: she let herself go, wholly. If it ended in hys- terics so much the more impressive. She thought of Vernon, of all the hopes of these months, of the downfall of them —every- thing that should make it impossible for her to stop crying “Don't distress yourself,” said Betty , very chill and distant “Can you—can you lend me a handker- chief?" said the other unexpectedly, screw- ing up herown drenched cambric in her hand Betty fetched a handkerchief “T haven’t any scent,”’ she said “T’'m Sorry That nearly dried the tears—but not quite: Lady St. Craye was a persevering woman. Betty watching her, slowly melted, just as the other knew she would. She put her hand at last on the shoulder of the light coat “*“Come,”’ she said, ‘‘don't ery so. I’m sure there's nothing to be so upset about Then came to her sharp as any knife the thought of what there might be “There's nothing wrong with any one? There hasn't been an accident oranything?” The other, still speechless, conveyed “ No.” “Don’t,” said Betty again. And slowly and very artistically the flood was abated. Lady St. Craye was almost calm, though still her breath caught now and then in little broken sighs. ‘*T am so sorry,” she said, ‘‘so ashamed — breaking down like this. You don’t know what it is to be as unhappy as I am.” Betty thought she did. We all think we do, in the presence of any grief not our own. “Can I do anything?” “Will you let me tell you everything—the whole truth?” “Of course, if you want to, but —— “Then do sit down—and oh, don't be angry with me! I am so wretched. Just now you thought something had happened to Mr. Vernon. Will you just tell me one thing? Do you love him?” ‘You've no right to ask me that “IT know I haven't. Well, I'li trust you—though you don’t trust me. I'll tell you everything. Two years ago Mr. Vernon and I were engaged.” This was not true; but it took less time to tell than the truth would have taken, and sounded better **We were engaged, and I was very fond of him. But he —you know what he is about women?” “No,” said Betty steadily. ‘‘I don’t want to hear any- thing about him.” ‘But you must. He is—I don’t know how to put it There’s always some woman besides The One with him. I understand that now; I didn’t then.” “I see,”’ said Betty evenly. Her hands and feet were very cold. “Yes, and there was a girl at that time—he was always about with her. And I made him scenes—always a most stupid thing to do with a man, you know; and at last I ” THE SATURDAY EVENING said he must give h yroud to let him th up And I was tooy ik Tea to show him how little I cared | ried S Crave 1 might just as well have let a ( even heard I had been married t i Uetober it was | who thankful to say told him. My husband shocked, I'm afraid **Not at all,” ty, Well, then I met Him again, again, as he tol oh, and other women besides! | to bear it You had no cau you Well, lthought I what's the end of i engagement because he me nt ant he didn’t live lo said Betty, who was, rat and d you And agai > know | did tr se,"’ said Bett had. That hurt t all——all my patience t } 1 have } ( ind begged me » rele } rit Ve there t} ta } ta ind i\ ise |} My Dear, D« to marry you Betty's heart gave a jump ‘He seems loftily. “No, no: h woman that marry Miss Desmond if ‘How kind “And I've I was proud t care what I d if you love hin “But to could get him back ‘I know I could him I'd been | that —naturall You re very young He's not a goe very moment But I've got t care what he allowances for happy. You I first met h nothing else else everyth world.”’ “T heard some one musInNg “So did I,” e's not a hairdresser's apprentice 0 tell he’ ure of another He said: ‘I mear ll ha mie of him! released him And 1 I've come to wo years ago I'm not 7 id now I dk o. I'll kneel down at ir feet and pra you as if you were God not to take him away from me 1 it'll all be no good I kr tha ipposing I weren't here lo think Unless, of course uu Were to ere to-night I should have no chance a I wish I knew hat to say to you'll find some one else rn ,d man. Phere a girl at Mont it oud never tand tha ort : a vevond that I dor re what he is, I d dot I understar | I car hit ] I rea ile I id ake never would ( “ vd I r m I've thought of 1 n ( ired If he whistled to me ] e up everyth ing and follow hin barefo round say that in a play once rid Be aid Lady St. Crave very sharpl ‘but it Well you can do as you like true for all th “Of course I can,’ } said Betty peen Very ure ol n POST ! And the te, and very r ot eT Wa a time ty eal much Ar try gr not He ear wm i} n't You Mustn't thir ol tru I thir care care to fy col iM \ ‘ \ yy en } | i +} " i { ‘ the } ‘ ck I tia WAKING UP TIME

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FOUNDED A°D! 1728 PUBLISHED EVERY SATURDAY BY THE CURTIS PUBLISHING COMPANY 423 TO 427 ARCH STREET GEORGE HORACE LORIMER, EDITOR PHILADELPHIA, APRIL 7, 1906 Single Subscriptions, $2.00 the Year In Clubs, $1.25 Each Five Cents the Copy of All Newsdealers Foreign Subscriptions: For Countries in the Postal Union Single Subscriptions, $3.25. In Clubs, $2.50 Each | Remittances to be Made by International Postal Money Order Citizens of Utopia Q IME twenty or thirty private and quite innocent citi- h ens met the other day, informally, in a residence to exchange views, and several of them were confessed social- ists. This led one of the leading newspapers of the country, which evidently knows a lot of history that is a secret to the rest of the world, to express the following impassioned pinion The intellectuals who so eloquently depict the beauties of their hoped-for Utopias are ever the advanced guards of brigands, incendiaries and assassins. The dreamers appeal to the best emotions of human nature, but their practical followers are certain to be enemies of order destroyers of society, revilers of religion, plunderers of the industrious, murderers of mankind This valued and horror-stricken contemporary is one of a larve class whose single tangible idea about socialism is that t in some erious way touched off the French Reign of

lerror— an idea which, certainly, would have astonished th entle who took a hand in that phenomenon. mi ut sixty years old. As we understand it German V here numbers eighty odd members of the national legislature, people still rise of mornings it fe yw to see whether their throats have been cut er night; and the recent election of fifty essential social- to the British House of Commons has not led to whole sale cancellation of insurance poli es in that empire Phe trut! that ther smuch purel idiotic talk about social- i yme of it opponents, some of it by proponents

ithe opponents’ ideas as to what socialism is are so vague and iflicting that th would be supremely ridiculous init Ww eT ttt tr proponent 1deas on the same subject are even vaguer and more conflicting The Asthetics of SteaKs ¥ Igpo packers are very unpopular This, Mr. Armour

will A ft irrespective of the manner nh tt conduc l ine because 1 ] i ‘ aspir pr biects of beau , f | { tual 1 hment, rebe ‘ he s¢ « expen rh ince for mere me Chere I n buving nething that r t th nar of hunger t hict t asure are Tt tt ba r T T the ner it i nd ur } , and me covete ‘ f . ¢ } t ( ! f i } creature ma a A finer ‘ t not | blended hur + ‘ ‘ i } . af " , t { these th j heed ‘ eu ce i ible t i ‘ esire of on whicl t t to ‘i t t deal 4 tlant ‘ unde tand itisa ark 1 ( ! I the rioin stea fresh from the butche ‘ x, cut with h yn, the lovel red of the flesh so entrancing! ntrasted hite und bone. the whol ath fort}

THE SATURDAY EVENING POST to speak, an enticing, ineffable, icy tenderness which woos our vitals to ecstasy — how it enthralls the delighted eye! How hot and passionate the desire to possess it! Or the roast, as the meaty hand of the butcher—all too slow neatly trims and rounds it and drives the spikes through it, while our fond imagination pictures it sizzling —with gravy. Mr. Armour is deceived. He has been reading somebody's Higher Life, and it has misled him. Of all the purveyors to mankind, the butcher deals in the commodities which most naturally arouse feelings of joy. If the packers are un- popular, the explanation must be found elsewhere than in the nature of their trade. The Penny Saved R. STUYVESANT FISH thinks that Americans are extravagant. From 1894 to 1896, during the hard times, he says that the people were frugal, and consequently we were getting rich rapidly. But since then asa people we have launched out upon a spendthrift career. He calecu- lates that if the eighty-five millions of our country would take to saving five cents daily — the smallest sum of saving or waste imaginable to Mr. Fish- the total saved by the day would be $4,250,000, or $1,551,250,000 yearly. All that money, he argues, would be added to the wealth of the people. Extravagance is an old charge to bring against us as a nation. An unfavorable comparison with the habits of European peoples in this regard is common enough. But something might be said on the other side We are the most productive people in the world. We create more wealth than any other nation. Perhaps if we saved more we should create less. A man needs more stimulus than a bare subsistence to get out of him all the energy he has. We eat better food and more of it than European peoples, and we dress better, have better houses, and spend more for amusement. And we work harder, too. The time may come— perhaps is just coming — when we shall have to be more frugal. We shall probably be less productive. A penny saved does not always mean a penny earned; some- times it means a good many pence lost in health and happiness. Moreover, would the ** people” collect that billion and a half, or would it find its way into the corporation chest? Heaving Bricks at the “System” ERHAPS nobody ever succeeded in being quite fair and honest in politics. The leader of that forlorn hope, the Democratic minority of the House, has often displayed an engaging degree of candor and intellectual integrity. There are limits to most things, however. Mr. Williams seems to have reached his when a good chance came around to denounce the Administration for its failure to prosecute the organizers of the Northern Securities Company. He is not a demagogue, like most of those who have harped upon But the temptation to throw a brick at Wall Street upon any plausible pretext is a pretty powerful and this string constant motive in the political breast The Northern Securities Company was organized not only in broad daylight but with public advertisements The men who organized it not only believed they were within the law, but the \ had the advice of most learned counsel to that effect They were doing nothing new, method of doing it. The ¢ except as regards the sential thing that they did had been done over and over again without challenge And when it came to the question whether this particular method four out of s of the Supreme Court decided one way, four mere for vears legal or illegal, was

a the ninth, while giving the deciding voice that f ded the plan as illegal, reached his con- ClUSIOI m grounds different fror those taken bv his colleagu of th majority lhe anti-trust laws on our statute books oppose the laws that are g the industrial world, and, ec eque ntl a fine of legal interpretation r ! « raised concern- pretty nearly everything that is doing nowadays Some of Mr. W ms ¢g 1 on-growing constituents are T a combination to control the price of that commod- t Heaven only know til the court of last resort ae er self upon the sub vheth legal Should the Supreme Court finally decide against it Trusting it to the People sown Little | l IS a proud position for a sovereign to be hi Father, the bounteous source whence, in some m ysteri-

ous manner, all desired blessings are to flow to him; the beneficent and potent being who can, by the mere magic of willing it, cure all his ill and will do it out of hand if his ittention is caught by a properly-« Thi petition L vereign people individually and collect- Practically all the people will be put right if nvrossed proud position is occupied by the s« United States We believ«

ively in the might of the peopl have loval faith that whatever ails then

April 7, 1906 only they can manage to bring it to their own notice. We think so highly of ourselves as our own Little Father that we often hold back from doing anything on our own hook because it might seem unfilial. These reflections are brought to mind by Representative Adams’ recent eloquent after-dinner speech concerning the Speaker. Mr. Adams points out how the rules of the body, of which he is a valued member, make the Speaker the boss and master of the House. ‘‘He names every man upon every committee,” says Mr. Adams. ‘In nine cases out of ten he can prevent action upon any measure, even if it is favored by a majority of the House. To a great extent, he holds the political life of each member in his hands. The rights which a member of Congress has are not so much those conferred by law as those which the Speaker may see fit to grant. This is a condition which should not exist in a free government,”’ says Mr. Adams earnestly; and he adds eloquently: ‘‘It will be changed when the people realize the facts!” True! The four hundred gentlemen composing the House, without whose direct votes not a rule could be adopted or enforced, who could, by merely wagging their fingers in unison, put the Speaker in the coal-bin, having carefully voted themselves into a gagged and straight- jacketed bondage, sit down in their affliction with a pious faith that in time Little Father will come and release them from the dreadful Uncle Joe, who, in fact, is merely the collective creature of their own free acts And there are many others! Three Years or Five at College? RESIDENT WRIGHT boasts that Clark University has been able to save a year of the ordinary four years’ college course by cutting out athletics and other forms of waste time. This would seem to be a simple way of shorten- ing the long professional training for the modern doctor and lawyer, and getting other young men quickly into the real work of life. Economy of operation or production is a good thing, and the saving of time wasted on the bleachers of the athletic field will appeal to sensible parents. Nevertheless, it is still open to doubt whether any one can do in three years what he has done in four, even admitting that he loafed a good part of the fourth year. Education, as Presi- dent Wright knows well enough, is not exactly like plumb- ing: it does not consist merely in reading a certain number of books, or going to a certain number of classes, or taking a fixed number of “ courses.”’ In education, as they say in law, “time is of the essence of the contract.”” How long should it take to break a colt? Totrainatrick dog? It depends on the colt or the dog, and it would seem to depend on the student whether he could get his education in three, four or five years, or whether he could get it at all. There fore, it would be more honest if college faculties gave up their antiquated notion of measur- ing off intellectual activity by the yard. Let the men with three-year abilities have a three-year course. Keep the slower fellow five, if necessary. A Conservative Rate Regulator W° READ that the Senate was profoundly impressed by Mr. Lodge’s carefully prepared speech on the rail- road rate bill — partly from the well-known circumstance of their personal irk ndship, that W e for the Senate Is naturally a conserva- arly sensitive to the horrors of because some assumed, he was voicing the latest conclusions of the President. can well believe this, tive body. Its mind is peculisz panic, lower wages and general demoralization of our trade which the gentleman from Massachusetts xtremely to follo an rash, As he pointed with due disastrous res The having decided, after Mr. Lodge would and commerce likely precipitate interference with railroad rate mentioned as being ¢ ion may be effected

out, however, rate regul: deliberation, so as to avoid these its. Interstate Commerce Commission what rate is proper hearing, reasonable, insist upon ‘‘the subsequent review of such rate by the courts, if their aid is invoked, to determine not merely whether the rate established by the Commission is confisca-

tory, but whether it is lawful, just and rez abl] In short, the court hearing would go over the whole ground covered in the hearing before the Commission— with ap } ~<]] = “= Just what peals, natural , up to the Supreme Ber i what ust the Commission would be, except to enable some good men to draw Government salaries, is not at all clear. It is clear as daylight, however, that here is nothing rash, nothing precipitate On the contrary, as seve years would inevitably elapse between the filing o complaint before the Commission and the final judg t ) he court of la

resort, both shipper and railroad weuld forgotten t it was about by that time and the rate originally com . The day

ined of would have been changed many time Senator Lodge delivered his speech Senator Tillman ob- ; being enacted befor served, ‘‘A stupendous farce 1g ‘ é eyes of the American people in the pending railroad legis lation in Congress.’’ But we may properly dismiss the the personification gentleman from South Carolina as rashness and precipitancy.

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MEN Tillman Without the Pitchfork ENJAMIN RYAN TILLMAN is the political human cocoanut. Rough, hard, shaggy, unprepossessing out- side, when you break through the shell and get a view of the inside you find much of the milk of human kindness The Senator from South Carolina is an actor. He is a one-part man. He plays Bombastes Furioso whenever he is on public view. Long practice has made him perfect in the business of the character. He grumbles, splutters, roars, explodes almost every time he gets on his feet to talk He is indifferent as to excitants. You can get him going with a pin-prick as well as by batting him on the head with aclub. And when it is over the result is always the same much noise and not a little good, hard common-sense. If you hear Tillman when he is in action, you think of nothing but the clamor. If you read what he says, you will find he has a comprehensive grasp on public questions, that he thinks ( learly and concisel\ ,and that hi language is good vigorous English, although it may be lacking a frill here and there. Tillman is milder, in a way, than when he first went to the Senate. That doesn't mean that he has lost any of h characteristics, or that he unlimbers less frequently Some of the corners have been worn off Prim arily, he is still a rough-and-tumble fighter, but he has learned some of the refinements. He has discovered it is not always necessary to gouge and bite Yet, when he gets fairly under way he waves his arms, gnashes his teeth, and calls on High Heaven to witness that what he says is true He starts at C, but in a few minutes he is three added lines above the staff and still soaring. It sometimes seems as if he wa hypnotized by the sound of his own voice Notwithstanding, Tillman has grown steadily in the esteem of the Senate He was mere noise. Now both his party colleagues an ical opponents have a wholesome respect for hit respect is induced by his absolute honesty, his clean life his persistent opposition to anything that savors of graf and his great natural ability They get tired of his wind of course, and look behind it when the subject under diseu sion is of any Importance A perfect example of his manner of operating was showr a short time ago when the Pure Food Bill was under di cussion in the Senate. There is a paragr t concerning the blending of whiskies. S« having in mind the interests of whisky ents, were protesting against the wording Tillman came into the debate He hit « for a time, and then talked for fifteen minutes about how ! whisky is n ade, and gave the Senate a better ea ol processes ol manufacture than had been brought « the weeks of hearings on the bill. It was a cor explanation of the subject and cleared the air immediatel He had made a study of whi k making when he wa passing the dispensary law in South Carolina. He never drinks whisky, but he knows all about it and all about many other things Tillman usually says in his speeches that he and so he is. He hasa plantation at Trenton, Soi lina, and he raises cotton. Still, his constant p: the fact is one of his affectations Nob care he is : an aeronaut, provided he knows what he He apparently thinks it mart to dra is talking about. in his occupation and set himself 1 i farmer iinst the lawyers of the Senate He does several things like tk They are parts of his stage-busines It is one of his favor Ite expressions that he i brutall irant He th that a great virtue. What he is alwa impress on the country that he is a rip-roaring, fire-eating thunder-emitting person, who cares nothing for the « ventions and who will roar at the slightest provocat Really, he is a shrewd man, with 1 illu ns about wnat is going on When the saturnine Senator Aldrich, of Rhode I defeated in his plan of amending the Hepburn Railroad Rate Bill in committee, moved that the measure be tl into the Senate and Tillman be selected to make the rey and thus take active charge of the bill, he chuc man is President Roosevelt's most vociferou nen Congr« It was a pical Aldricl t credit what he ] t pre | If they think I am going to be tl ‘ they are mightily mistaken,”’ he said He accepted the responsibility, and is hard at rb see through the tr discomfit President Roosevelt in ar clever to put himself in the path of any of the reaction He hated President Cleveland when he first came to the Senate, not being a Cleveland kind of a Democrat and SATURDAY EVENING POST eeevee, SS eee et ft a Sherlock and Senator Mitchell xx Rapid-Fire Signatures

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No fever of *grinding”’ for the mid-years is too fierce to give heed to his‘‘ Evenin’,fri’nd. Have any fruit?’’ and no gathering is too convivial to pause, as his reverend form totters in, and jleasantly pass the time of night with him. Vhen properly urged, he will put down his basket and sing folk-songs in Gaelic, with crude but eloquent gestures, in an ancient, quavering voice—his favorite being Erin- go-bragh. Many legends gather about his name, the ous IS as yrecise truth of which will probably never | ” known. In the days when Princeton played Harvard, it is said, John refused to sell oranges, and even yellow bananas, in- sisting on red bananas, and putting down his basket when they had all been sold. When he appeared in the stage “ yard”’ in Brown at Harvard, tottering with his basket between Holworthy and Hollis, the audi- | ence, largely composed of Harvard gradu- ates, applauded long and loudly. 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| itself in certain small habits of life THE WAYS OF OUR FATHERS (Concluded from Page 8) as provision for this world, their vineyard, and a secret recipe for a cordial which was to outrival Chartreuse; and for the next world, a firm faith in Comte’s heaven, which all the men were to wear lace ruffles and all of the women blue velvet gowns. But in the hot American summer the cordial soured, and their dead never came back to report any certainty as to the lace and the velvet. So the hungry dreamers ceased to laugh and sing, and went about looking for odd jobs among the farmers, and the huge building, forsaken by its tenants and their hopes and dreams, fell into decay and was worn out as a tobacco warehouse. One colony after another of discontented men and women who had given up their old habits, laws and homes, came to our shores, and hoped to start afresh in the wilderness with entirely new life. A large number of them abjured marriage. ‘They were to live of God: or wives or children on the earth. Each colony had its own peculiar creed and whimsy. This body of adventurers never shaved: others danced while they prayed: one seet regarded buttons as ungodly and fastened their coats and trousers with hooks and eyes: anot her believed meat to be the Devil's own favorite lure and lived on fish and fruit. Itis easy to laugh at them now, but what could be more pitiful or tragic than the sight of these middle aged men and women turning their backs on every thing that was familiar and dear to them ‘on earth, and going to an unknown wilderness to make for themselves a new life and a new religion? Some of these communities still drag on a feeble existence. Such of them as have retained any leaven of religious faith or hunger for learning have been kept alive by it, and are now useful citizens. Others who lacked that leaven have made hoarding or feeding the chief end of life, and have degenerated into misers or gluttons. The religion of our grandfathers showed which were very different from ours. Modesty, for instance, then was ranked as a girl's chief virtue: it was jealously guarded by her parents. If they did not, as Dickens | asserted, put frilled muslin drawers on the legs of their pianos, they did sometimes pin handkerchiefs over the neck of the Venus de Milo, Certain volumes of the encyclo- pwedia were always tied up and hidden on the top shelf where no woman could ever see them. Aged grandmothers then would have shuddered even to glance into the novels which are eagerly discussed now by girls and boys together. A matron would have been forever barred from respectable society if she had once gone to see the plays at which parties of débutantes now gaze nightly without a blush on their tender che t ks. Another marked difference in the out- ward show of religion then and now was the reverence in which the minister was held in that older day. In the first settlement of the cor intry he often was the only man of education in a village of squatters. They referred to him, as ‘‘the sensi-carrier,”’ to solve difficulties in law, medicine and sur- veying, as well as theology. Most quarrels then were settled by the pistol or the fist. He was safe from both. There was, too, more outward reverence shown then by children to parents than there to-day. A man with ten or a dozen wide-awake boys and girls regarded himself as taking his commission to rule them directly from the Almighty. He usually liked his office and was apt to impress upon them several times a day his conviction of his divine right to rule them. He nce, they were not likely to accost him as ‘Governor” or ‘‘ Pop.”’ There was seldom any intimacy between them, however deep the affection might be. There was shown then, too, more outward respect for religion, the Church and the Bible than there is now. It was the decent, the approved, the popular thing then to be a Christian. Now, especially among boys and girls, it is often thought a sign of a ~ rior intellect to ‘Shave doubts.”’ Vhether the American has advanced or gone backward in his religious life since that earlier day is not for me to decide. I only give you the facts. 18 THE SATURDAY EVENING POST ALL Luss in | methods of | as the angels | there were to be no more husbands |

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Did he say that, Beb?”’ The benevolent liar said that was exactly what the eminent physician did say, and he went on to explain why. ‘*At sea, uncle, a man cannot go out and buy medical works if those he has are taken from him. Nor can he get drugs, uncle, and it is those two things that nourish the complaint. I tell you what he told me: books you have a chance. It is only a chance, but one worth trying, for, if you you will at last get so weak that you won't be able to lift even three hundred- weight, and when it is too late you will be taken to a hospital and deprived of books and drugs there and die miserably. Think it over, uncle, for now I must relieve Gamble on the bridge or he will be as mad as you when the end comes.” And he left the skipper to think it over while he told the second mate how things were going. ‘*T’'ll cure him, safe as houses,”’ said the favorite pupil of that great physician, Sir William Gumby —who was such an author- ity on chronic kyphosis with all its awe- inspiring complications of teleangiectatic boulimia and others, such as compound paraplegic neurasthenia—which occurred to the mate in the course of the By the time the Wanderoo was through the Ditch and in the Red Sea the captain was completely under his nephew's broad thumb, and did not eat, drink nor sleep without referring to him. He gave up his books one by one with groans as if having teeth drawn. ‘*‘Mayn’t I keep one, tremendous pathos. 1 keep Osler by me? I him, Bob, but the feelin’ great comfort to me Bob?" he asked *‘Oh, mayn’t won't even read that it is there isa THE SATURDAY EVENING Job was as stern as Rhadamanthus and made no concessions “Ah, uncle, that was a special point that Sir William was very strong on. He used to say to me: ‘If ever you come across a | ease like this, you must be ruthlessly severe, my dear chap. Don't let the poor patient be what he calls comfortable. He must be encouraged to do what is disagreeable to him. His books must be withdrawn, his drugs taken away, and he must have his enfeebled mind put to work that he detests. In this way only lies hope, Kemp.’ That's what he said, uncle, so overboard goes Osler.” And poor Osler went where Pharaoh's hosts had gone, and the fishes were doubt- less very much wiser than they had been. It was not long afterward that Bob clinched his hold on the skipper by making a most surprising demand I want your clinical thermometer, uncle,"’ he said when the barren island of Perim was on the port beam. The old man gasped. ‘‘How did you know that I had one, Bob?" he asked ina whisper ‘Because it is a symptom,” said Bob, and Sir William said that it was to be one of the last things taken away.” Wigges sighed heavy ily and brought out a thermometer which he handed over to Bob. rhe sea physician put it in his pocket and held out his hand again. 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paraplegic neurasthenia in your solar plexus, and I dread to see it He hadn't got a yard before Wigges called him back and gave him three more elit ical ther rmometers The y re all I’ve got and I'll take my oath to it!"’ said Wigges, alarmed by the threat t } SOL; Did the man who died of my have many of 'em, Bol

Bob said that as far as he could remember the fatal case had only three of them The fact that Wigges had five thermometers was a reason for redoubled care, said Bob, nd he « cnt Of ‘ . ol j and he went into the ques n of alcohol with his uncle. It appeared on inquiry that Wigges took very little —that is to say he only took ¢ a large fish in y cut him to a quantit\ that would have preserved a small one, and by the time that they were south of C eylon he had him pe rfe« on three little tots a da after his diet, and, as the poor skipper said, starved him. But it was obvious to every one on board but the sk pper that he wa } \ uy sober ] Bob also looked

new man already, under the stern rule of Sir William Gumby’s pupil. Some color came back into his sallow cheeks, and he lauched at least once every other dav at some joke of Bob’s. But, as Bob said to the second mate, he himself was getting nothing out of it, and he did not see what he was to get. He did not find out till they were well up the Coromandel coast and the passagi to Calcutta was nearly at an er , nN I really believe the kyphe SiS Is disap

| ing rapidly,”” he said. “Do you still hanker after books and drugs, uncle?” Wigges shook his head slow! I wouldn't call it ‘hanker,’”’ he replied with some hesitation, ‘‘but there are time when a look at Osler or a pill-box ever would give me an unhealthy sort of pleasure boy But I’m fightin’ against it and 1 I'm better My tongue is clean as if it had been hi ystoned and my pulse seems all right You mustn't take its time yourself he kyphosis will return,”’ said his neph« ternly; ‘for now you've come to the r turning-point, by the look of your cheeks and tne color in ther t s good, but I iite what it should be, and Sir Williar

d that at such a point the best thing uld be for the patient to apply himself to work so that he shouldn't th of | waith and then th olar plexu would a Ver its tone, But the point is: What ost 1 wreeab ile to you, uncle ae Why?” asked Wigges

Ah, I can’t say why, but then I don't know why a pint of strychnine curls up any one but those who have kypho is,’” said job wisely. ‘“‘But Sir William was very strong on the point that work a patient of your kind didn’t like was the kind hs should do, Now what do you dislike most uncle Wigges declined to state what he disliked most. He thought it unfair, and he only yielded to a terrible series of medical terms with which Bob riddled him. “Oh, well,” he said at last, “‘you know as well as 1 do that I hate navigation and all mathematics.” ; *‘Good,” said Bob; “‘for the rest of this voyage I shall do no more of it, though I’m very fond of it. You shall do mine and look over Gamble’s, for he’s very uncertain in his pluses and his minuses. Is there anything else?”’ Wigges hastened to say that he loved every other kind of work that was to be found on board a steamer. Bob said this was mere humbug and he didn't believe it You've come to the point now,’’ said sob, ‘‘about which the great Sir Willian was very strong. He said: ‘Kemp, my boy, if you should ever have the luck to come across another case of this kind, never forget that the patient will very likely slip his cable when you think he is recovering.’ ”’ “Oh,” said Wigges, ‘‘did he say that?” ‘He did,” said Bob. ‘* He said that pa- tients of your type always peg out between midnight and four in the morning and they do it in their sleep. The; give a littl sigh and they are no mo re That’s horrid, Bo »b. I sha'n’t dare to leep in the middle watch again.” ‘You mustn't, i his physician; ‘‘it will be fata] if you do. I’m very much afraid, though, that you will fall off in spite of yourself, an ther I shall have bad new for aunt, after all. But if you could think of any notion for keeping aw: ~ all the middle watch you'd be safe - William said that was the only plar He looked at his uncle anxiously

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|} remarked. THE SATURDAY ‘‘There’s only one plan I can think of,” said Wigges after long consideration, “and that is for me to keep the middle ‘watch myself till you think I'm safe.” “By Jove, uncle, that’s a clever notion ofyours! IfI’dthought of it should never | have dared suggest it to you. But it is undoubtedly the only thing to do. I'll tell Gamble. We shall miss those middle watches in this beautiful weather, but what do I care if youget well? Inanother month your appetite will come back, you will be able to sleep, and you will be able to lift a thousand pounds. I shall write to aunt the moment we get into Calcutta.” By the time they were there the ‘‘old man’’ was a man once more. He had the complexion of a russet apple and he never thought of his health except when he related to his brother skippers how he had recovered from a complaint which was so rare that it had never been described. When he described it he used words of such a prodigious character that his listeners felt the highest respect for him, and wondered how, when he took his departure from the first syllable, he ever made a good landfall on the last one. The received made him exceedingly gratified with his own constitution, and, if Wigges was happy about everything, Bob Kemp was very happy all the way home to have no middle watch to keep. Leased Happiness (Concluded from Page 5) Cole, already uncomfortable, determined to end the farce **How much do you want ? ei ‘*Well, Daddy ” began Billy. “Quit that!” exclaimed Cole. ‘‘ What kind of an infernal fool are you trying to make of me? First I’m a total stranger and then I’m ‘ Daddy.’”’ “Why, Daddy!” said fully ’ he demanded Bessie Are you trying to make a joke of me, too?” he demanded, but there was reproach rather than anger in his tone now. Mm, -& no joke,” explained Billy. ‘You , Daddy Oui t it!’ roared Cole. **Well, you see, it seemed better to make a sort of family Billy. “No, it isn’t.’ **We thought it would be a little pleas- anter for you.” ‘Well, it isn’t. matter of it,”’ said I don't want any dis- guise about a hold-up; I'd rather have it stand out plain for w hat it is. Now, what's the price es That's ‘A fellow of anybody just the point,” explained Billy. doesn't like to take advantage in the family, but it’s good business to make a rank outsider pay.”’ “What's that?"’ Cole saw the point, but he wanted a moment to collect his wits. was merely saying that in a family matter one is particularly disposed to be reasonable and concilis atory. It was-cleverly put, and Cole saw that he was cle verly caught. He was almost betrayed into a smile. **Did he lease or sell hesitating at the name. “He sold, Daddy.” Cole winced, but he made no protest. *‘T seared him into selling to you,” he ‘*How much did you have to Billy?’ he asked, pay?” silly named the price. “What cried Cole. that ? **No more “‘No more than that, Daddy.” Cole winced again, but he was game. ‘“How much to me—Billy?” he asked. “Well, now,” said Billy reflectively, “that doesn’t sound just right, Daddy.” “What doesn “It's doing pretty well,” remarked Billy, “but it doesn’t get the bed-rock price.” Cole looked at Bessie, and Bessie smiled. She drew her chair closer to her husband and took one of his hands in hers. The light of understanding dawned on Cole. He frowned, and then he actually laughed. t, Billy?”

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THE SATURDAY EVENING POST The Incomplete Amorist (Continued from Page 13) to Lady St. Craye. I suppose you will be married quite soon now. And Iam sure you W ill both be very happy. Yours very sincerely, EvizaBpetH DesmMonp, HIS was the letter that Vernon read, standing in the shadow of the arch by the concierge’s window. The concierge had hailed him as he hurried through to climb the wide, shallow stairs and to keep his appointment with Betty when she should leave the atelier. But yes, Mademoiselle had departed this morning at oy" o'clock. To which station? To the Gare Lazare. Yes—Mademoi- selle had ¢ ade d her to remit the billet to Monsie ur. No, Mademoiselle had not left any address. But perhaps chez Madame Bianchi? But chez Madame Bianchi there was no further news. Theso amiable Mademoiselle Desmond had paid her account, had em- braced Madame, and voila she was gone! One divined that she had been called sud- denly to return to the familiar roof. A sud- den illness of Monsieur her father, without doubt Could some faint jasmine memory have lingered on the staircase? Or was it some subtler echo of Lady St. Craye’s personality that clung there? Abruptly, as he passed Setty’s door, the suspicion stung him. Had the jasmine lady had any hand in this sud- den departure? ‘*Pooh— nonsense!"’ he said. But all the same he paused at the concierge’s window. ‘‘T am desolated to have deranged Mad- ame.”” A gold coin changed hands. ‘‘A lady came to see Mademoiselle this morning, is it not?” No, no lady had visited Mademoiselle to-day ; no one at all, in effect. ‘Nor last night —very late?” “No, Monsieur,’”’ the woman answered meaningly; ‘‘no visitor came in last night except Monsieur himself, and he came, not Mademoiselle—that understands but to see Monsieur Beauchésne au me. No—I am quite sure—I never deceive myself. And Mademoiselle has had no letters since three days. Thanks a thou- and times, Monsieur. Good-morning.” She locked up the gold piece in the little drawer where already lay the hundred-franc note that Lady St. Craye had given her. ‘And there'll be another fifty from her next month,” she chuckled. To Vernon Paris was empty —the spring unshine positively distasteful. He did what he could; he inquired at the Gare St Lazare, describing Betty with careful de- tail that brought smiles to the lips of the employees. He would not call on Miss Voseoe. He made himself wait till the sketch-club afternoon— made himself wait, indeed, till all the sketches were criticised till the last cup of tea was swallowed or left ti 400 itself

to cool—the last cake munched—the last student's footfall had died away on the tairs, and he and Miss Voscoe were alone among the scattered teacups, blackened breadcrumbs and torn paper. Then he put his question. Miss Voscoe knew nothing. Guessed Miss Desmond knew her own business best. “But young,” said Vernon; “anything might have happened to her.”’ she’s so ‘| reckon she’s safe enough— where she is,”’ said Miss Voscoe with intention. : he haven't you any idea why she’s ro * he asked, not at all « xpecting any answer but ‘‘ Not the least.” But Miss Voscoe said: I hay e have you quite a first-class idea and so

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30 THE SATURDAY EVENING POST April 7, 1906 “Optimism —from you? ‘It’s not optimism,” he asserted eagerly ; “it's only —well, if everything isn’t to come right somehow, somewhere, some day, what did He bother to make the world for?”’ ‘That’s exactly what I said, my dear,” said she. She permitted herself the little endearment now and then with an ironical , : 1e to the right let us tell you how easily it is dk i thousands of homes !

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ich with t er All the all even you know about love won't keep off world’s prizes are captured those who the heartache.” have se their et ith the spice of She gave him tea. originality means the habit ‘It’s asort of judgment on you, though,” of h this Even the best of | WaS What she gave him with his first cup. hia a ' PE RELATE, LORD A “You've dealt out this very thing to so , AAS r rts many women—and now it’s come home to ] ratter year, in m anna? f if = “ ut KNOWING pt “I didn’t know what a fearful wildfowl it B Pay or ro . 1 hie to keep a the wa was,”’ he answered, smiling. ‘I swear I Investigate | vay to t ‘ sto didn’t. I begin to think I never knew any- Men of ! en \ talk w neo to read books thing at all before.’’ tafford t estigate Un fthe P that 1 itl That’s the reasor Next day he breakfasted at Montmartre Wiltins eshsebt io tyalet ae the neatest little erémerie; white paint, The New Science | ibrarv green walls stenciled with fat, white gera- seein "ale: oes 2 les al ie , Poultry niums. On each small table a vase of green t ree ug the cae eat Se \ j if a . t I t t ive eo sreto 0 oO gyno t r ' tro e> and , * — pr : a cure ent t t Bruges war r Breton pottery h lding not assirceren my \I, Business +p mt a crushed, crowded bouquet, but one single flower—a pink tulip, a pink carnation, a ait. ye e - pink rose. On the desk from behind which Peck=W illiamson Write for a copy of my book the proprietress ruled her staff, enormous te which describes the profit- pink peonies in a tall pot of Crez de Flandre Underfeed Furnace able combinations of Egg, ,/ | sehind the desk Paula Conway, incredibly 3roiler, and Roaster Farms neat and businesslike, her black hair se- . It FREE — 84: age Book verely braided, her plain, black gown fitting fiects a Saving of ‘ Z ; a figure grown lean as any greyhound’s, her | V, to 23 on Coal Bills the N lace collar a marvel of tine laundry work — — Dapper-waisted waitresses in black, with the t * book white aprons, served the customers. Ver- ' { have non was served by Madame herself. The i f ut what t er of | ¥ clientéle formed its own opinion of the cause : she pfnecs: ¥ atid : EK nA et nd ' of this, her only such condescension s what ‘ a Pec t ta Well, and how's trade?”’ he asked over > ry I olf , his asparagus t you t furthe ‘Trade’s beautiful,"’ Paula answered, ' with the frank smile that Betty had seen, WV h t i ee ea : only once or twice, and had loved very j »% V nder foes I ’ CHAS. A. CYPHERS : ds : much: “if trade will only go on behaving 3914 Henry Street 3uffalo, N.Y. Public Opinion Book Club like this for another six weeks, my cruel M Ft. \ I q 44-60 Bast 23d Street New York creditor will be paid every penny of the i rely ; money that launched me.”’ am heating my cight-room house at a EXCHANGE COUPON Her eyes dwelt on him with candid affec- f i tion

After 50 Years westill keepuy rth Your cruel creditor's not in any hurry, 3 ; aa oo he said. ‘‘ By the way, I suppose you’ ve not free t t heard anything of Miss Desmond ? ; . How could I? You know you made me i write that she wasn’t to write.’ I didn’t make you write anything.” : Pte . Youapproved. But anyway, she hasn't The Peck-Williamson Co., my address. Why?” S . a ie oe She’s gone away: and she also has left Washburne © 2888) eine — ob no—noth. || #

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Yes Vernon re a red how little = ‘aula knew. ‘‘O ’ gone WITH THE Paula knew h, yes, she’s probably gom HELP YOU MAKE MONEY B | rt Look here,”’ said Miss Conway very . ting F a “afar _ " A - i iction c « a ord ul i-Dog Grip earnest! there Wasn't any love business . between vou and he r, Was the i i LITTLE, BUT NEVER LET GO No, he at wered strong! tevine tory-Writing Pp . , L was always afraid of th at Do you Writing for Profit M vear by th know —if you don’t mind, when I've really = I i my) . el ereditor rvthing «} rhe The National Press Association at them para n ruet cre itor ‘ verythi g, | should 67 The Baldwin Indianapolis, Ind ce to write and tell her what he’s done for

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t could d hors said Vernon after eae ane: ee ee vor wx vs It could do no harm, " said Vernon after ~ ——— ORIOLE GO-BASKET Ohi, . 2k acantmnmnts aide ies | €TTRGINIA Land i Scarf Holders,. 1c w you ce all right. You all right ? J an S VW The Baby Hansom Cuif Holders, . 20 I'm right, as | never thoug ht 1 could be ( 1 bstat Ss br ur Oster ' » ever avai? i ; Bachelor Buttons, 1c ver aka ‘ g $ 0 8900 BR Well, vou needn't exaggerate the litil ' y, pa rT , ervices of your cruel creditor. Come to 1907 Jamestow . Ree gue P think of it, vou needn't name him. Just say ept.S, ist Nat, Bk. Bldg. Newport News, Va, Bs Catalo t was a man you knew.” FYPE WRIT, TERS G iteres SOLD OR RENTED But when Paula came to write the letter American ing OO: | chad wan al just what she said 74, Wate ANYWHERE

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A Low Price—and its Reason there is some Cyclopedia, Drawing New, enlarged edition, st PREE "0" Cash with order, $6.50 a, Niet tion Sa ELECTRIC |; JOAQUISTITA from the plains themselves and large numbers of scouts continually roamed the gorges and foothills Phe people recogni ed no authori what oever outside rown elected prit ] chief, who was chosen for lift ithapractical power of appointment of his successor On rare occasions Mexican ss had followed war-parties into the k cahor sut had invanably n beat vith even getting near the more strongly fortified poi which the father explained were con ted above the } I t 1 ] ive mentioned Tr} Mex i a ired me had no | ledge I t nhidae ook he ar-| Apach rYa Xx t that the « na Has S, which is calle er | ro! guard of young warrior The ore nelted and then brought to the village : placed in the storehouse, the third building t acing on the s jua Cohome rhe father further said that the plateau ‘e, next the residence ol vas thickly populated throughout, ar tot: I ) i at ab soul f wl or hree in the town Hur nd he pursuits of the me ind Was attended to by thi women and by Mexican peons disqualified } ] h fr le} by age or ill heal m labor in the mit The presence of these captives rprised me exceedingly, and my astonishment wa even greater when I learned that the ev of making raids and capt ng M for enslavement wa i matte al ol tradition, No one uld remem be when t had not been done, and the suppl continually kept f ‘ sh as the earlier ¢ tives died off. There we no othe I men save Father Josep! 1 myself For crops the Quistitans raised « beans, Maze ind cabbage, | cit I ! ve etables, cha e raise our n great abundance In addition, they t ro} f hav each vea Large conical aped adobe storehouss fl the lare on one 8sl ke ot that occu the temple and the chief These were sixteen in number and presented a very © and remarkable appearance, being it ter feet in height and eight in diameter, and for a long time I could not make out for hat purpose they were intended I then arned that many vears before there had een a famine, and that these storehouses were kept constantly full of corn and beans in anticipation of another This famine was due, so it was believed, to the failure of the Quistitans to offer up the usual human sacrifice to the Sun God in April This naturally brings me to an account of the re ligion of the >t aesce ndant > of the Aztecs. Primarily they _worshiped the sun, “the Perfect Man,” as originator, fructifier and protector. Each morning at sunrise the whole village sank upon its knee raising their arms to the east, and chanting strange but melodious hymn. This was repeated at sunset, when they faced west- ward and bade the sun good-night act the lake, praying him to guard them safely ring his absence and return to them in the morning. Thev believed as an evi dence of his peculiar favor that, owing to their constant prayers, he had never failed to grant this request. In addition to the sun, they regarded the moon and morning tar as secondary deities, although they addressed no hymns or pravers to then and this triumvirate of gods was the ex planation of a thing which puzzled me } l «a or +} exceedingly upon my arrival among then In front of many of the houses, includir hat of Cohome ar he temple, I perceived eral little crosses At first I supposed that this meant that thev were Christiar hough Father Joseph had told me of hi lure to convert any of them, but I soor earned that they were representation 1e sun, the moo Besides the astr: 1 a personal or natior f * own called ‘ Okio This was a wooden figure standing upright upon a platform of granite in the centre of the temple with his right arm elevated and pointing toward the east He was repre- sented as a Quistitan or Aztec warrior and was clad in a gorgeous suit of buckskin, marvelously worked, and adorned with trailing scalp-locks. Upon his head was a THE SATURDAY EVENING POST | of | The Wage Earners’ eclaration ndependence lnternational Correspon Box RANI Sign your Declaration of Inde- pendence and Rocrrs | LEAD WORKS | er i Successful | 75 Freight Paid a onze | This 230 Egg in ' J rHE ROYAI [ “vy ' a. Incubators

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brilliant head-dress of macaw feathers. The figure was beyond all doubt centuries old and the work was crude in the extreme. Nevertheless, the features were typical of the people who worshiped them. This worship consisted in assembling daily in the temple and chanting a solemn hymn, after which an old shaman, or medi- cine-man, would go through various weird antics before the god, sometimes frothing at the mouth and seeming to be in a fit. The seventh day was a holiday (why I never found out), and the corn feast was celebrated twice yearly, in April and again in October, but these ‘deserve a se parate description. Father Joseph had intimated that on these occasions human sacrifices were offered up. The most interesting feature of the life lay in the fact that the system of commu- nism was carried out initsentirety. All the land was owned by the tribe as a whole, being parceled out and assigned by Cohome the chief—who was also, ex officio, the “priest of Okio’”—as he saw fit. The product of the mines was held by him also in trust for the tribe and expended at his will for arms and supplies. The third house next the temple I have described as a storehouse for the ore, but in addition it was used as an arsenal and warehouse. Here Cohome kept rifles (the regulation army Springfield), pistols, knives, iron plowshares, powder, ball, cloth, fish-hooks, axes, picks and dynamite, and these he doled out as the necessities of the case de- manded. Juz and Chapo were military sub-chiefs, or generals, and to them was intrusted the distribution of arms. Two others had charge of the mines, Pextl and Hengo, and they were personally responsi- ble for the picks and dynamite. How these were obtained was always a mystery to me, and Father Joseph could shed no light upon the matter. I believe that a continual and secret traffic was carried on via the Senora Cafion through a base near the Arizona or New Mexican border with some dishonest government agent. At all events, every warrior had his rifle and the supplies were always on hand when needed. Sometimes at night I heard the tramp of hoofs and the tinkle of a mule’s bell and saw heavily-laden pack-trains enter the village and stop near the storehouse. But by day nothing of the sort was to be seen. On one such occasion I counted thirty horses and mules entering the village. There were some twenty subordinate chiefs, all of them absolutely under the authority of Cohome, who had ruled since he was eighteen and was then about sixty years of age. Each chief was permitted to have eight legal wives, which also were assigned to him by Cohome. The ordinary warrior was entitled totwo. The marriage ceremony consisted in the contracting parties taking either end of a twig in their right hands and bending it until it broke. They were then man and wife as effectually as if they had gone to the city hall and been married by an alderman, followed by a church service. The women were invaria- bly extraordinarily good cooks and the yeople as a whole lived better than any Solon I have ever known. Deer of two varieties were common; trout in the lakes and streams were plenti- ful, and the earth groaned under its weight of increase. Twice a week hunting-parties went forth to the mountains for venison, | and a specially appointed body of men supplied the village with fish. Each warrior raised his own vegetables anc tobacco, which latter grew abundantly and was smoked in the form of cigarettes, a trick learned probably from the Mexicans. Iron pots were in ordinary use. Gourds se real for drinking-cups, and the women were skillful at making earthen pottery, although the most beautiful and highly- decorated specimens of this were heirlooms handed down from the remote past. No one then living could reproduce the colors and designs of many that were in use in Cohome'’s household. In addition, the women wove a coarse cloth, as well as girdles and mats, but most of the cloth came directly from the storehouse, so much per year for each household. For amusements the Indians hunted, shot at a mark, played with a ball made by wrapping rags around a piece of wood and winding string about it, and attended bull fights once a month at the full moon These were managed and directed by Cohome himself, and on the whole were rather tame affairs, since the bulls were rarely killed and were used over and over again. THE SATURDAY EVENING POST

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