The Saturday Evening Post 1906-07-21: Vol 179 Iss 3

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THE SATURDAY EVENING POST en i. ' 5 ; i j 7 x L DRAWN BY GUERNSEY MOORE B Y ALFRED HENRY LEWIS

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i ( Copyright.1906 by THE CURTIS PUBLISHING COMPANY, in the United States and Great Britain THE SATURDAY EVENING POST | Founded A°D' 1728 Ay Benj.Franklin Published Weekly at 425 Arch Street by THE CurTIS PUBLISHING COMPANY London: Hastings House.10,Norfolk Street, Strand,.W.C Volume 179 PHILADELPHIA, JULY 21, 1900 Entered atthe Philadelphia Post-Office as Second-Class Matter Number 3 Why Roosevelt Must Run Again HIS will be in the nature of an open letter to the people, and, per incident, to President Roosevelt. Fol- lowing his nomination by a handful of days, Mr. Roosevelt announced that he would not accept another term, At divers times since the n, by pen and by word of mouth, he |} determi asserted such lation As recently as last mont} letter to Mr. Conant, of rado, Mr. Rooseve It if one may vwelieve the press declared by his secretary that ‘‘ You will have to vote for some other Re publican next time,” This resolution of Mr. Roosevelt is of more than The White House is the heart of national concern. If ever the Republic be slain, it is there that a sinister Fate will plant the knife. Where- fore the people should jealously scan whatever is to affect that structure in its occupation, or subtract from their dominant right to name its Presidential tenant. It may be regarded as axiomatic that, in picking its Presidents, the public alone is judge. No one may stand at the popular elbow and direct the popular choice. No man may say he will, no man may say he won't be President. Those are not questions for the individual. The White House is not a toy. Its be- stowal should not be looked upon in the light of a com- pliment. It must not wait upon the interest, the preference, the modesty, the vanity, the caprice or the ease of any man. The argument of its invention was serious —as serious as that of the keystone of an arch. Being called to the Presidency, one must come. The wishes of him called are not to count. If no public interest spoke, and one man in the White House were as good as another, the right or the wrong of Mr. Roosevelt’s repeated refusals to consider another term would gain no discussion here. But something beyond the barren technicality is at bay years a pace or so, to the sources of what of government moment is immediate. Presi- dent Mckinley qaies; Mr. Rooseve It, Vice-Preside nt, succeeds him Until his own elec- tion in 1904, Mr. Roosevelt is rather an administrator than a President He proceeds, as events arise, to do what he conceives Mr. McKinley would do if he had liv his term. It is not, speaking broadly, until his own inauguration, in 1905, that Mr Roosevelt begins to guide his conduct solely by his own lights. The public, when it called him to the Presidency, was not without reasons for the hopes within it. The powerful forces of a malignant, predatory wealth were abroad. Vast combinations of pirate capital had uplifted themselves, and were casting a shadow all across the land. This pirate evil, Money and executive branches of the Government; and even the courts were not free of its black influences. Might—the might of money—was becoming right. The public’s own officers acted as money-shepherds, to drive the flocks of public interest to the shearing sheds. It was a crisis, one that demanded a revolution cartridge, but by ballot. In working out the redemption of their Trust-crushed destinies, the people called to Mr. Roosevelt. He was young; but he was old in the popular regard. The public had known him for a quarter of a century. It had watched him as leg commissioner, as head of the police , aS assistant secretary of the nav y, as soidier at Santiago and San Juan, as Governor, as Vice-President, as President. He had undergone test after test, and the people possessed the measure of his courage, his honesty e his intelligence, his power of initiative. Knowing him, and knowing the work in hand, the people made him President. Nor has he fallen short of general expectation. Rather he has gone beyond, and where the people hoped for an inch he has given them an ell. It was no marvel the people demanded Mr. Roosevelt. Every age, since the morning of time, could have used one. Politics never changes. It is the same to-day as when Moses led his brickmakers out of Egypt, or Wat Tyler brought the men of Kent to London town. Politics is only a name for that irrepressible conflict which rages, as it has ever raged and will ever rage, between property and perishing flesh and blood —the Man with the Dollars ina Colo- passing moment. Step back among the ed to serve , could be seen asserting itself in the legislative a revolution not of bayonet and ball iIsiator, aS CIVIL Service President Roosevelt The People and Their White House Rights By ALFRED HENRY LEWIS against the Man with the the Hands It ame two old dogs over tt ime old bons politics — Mor against Mar } ind ¢g ernme wit! pre ind ‘ ‘ and ce y I tX ee fa | t t ie he people nt } t I | i M vere overt ? I th: ry ( i t | au ‘ iha ( } W} H ‘ blithe f t my t «t 1 ak under ¢ t t! Lor i deeply rhe t i i ! i the i Lowaver : : } . het orof Mor ] il a“ i ( i 4 ivnh ‘ or hold cl " Mor } discove ha he Presiden Mr. R \W ha erb « hich is pa of it | M th i ke ts dk appear t ind prot ellow face he } ' ‘ } it « Mr. Rooseve } ‘ } PVE ce th j onion I th f neied +} Cal t i} rhe I i M ia itspa Wi Hi ‘ ‘ peopl i Pr ! ( the por ' nee no as } fitted { :' han i ! D ‘ ‘ i ‘ Finar t il I f } ‘ } try had been kite » heigt f i na . = t nut hict t ne could obje a 1 « p \ eq of tariff and ince It pe } il } pirates of predator Ay | } j A ndir noth I ona ! | 1 } t \ tl yy law be t | I t Phere a score ! I ha ‘ he i iffa rs tor ear Wr t 1 ‘ ‘ } } Bribery had 1 t ( Vi nad conned ot i Everywl the t t | ( r Insurance, and h th rh } ! T re ed IT y «i\ ’ ’ ( rage and an at ( I ! ‘ ind to spare, if} n. Th t i upon t } \ } Mr. R eve al i! Yes, there are la ‘ ex-Ar \ t! the He 4 ire f i i " \ he | t a la We need | ter he It is in my mind—and I judge by « lasts Jacksor that Mr. WI 4 Fede } } , 4 others of his pur ( I e apt to seize i i by the} We have lav and ‘ é | i teeth, have suffered fr ! eta ‘ } . more law put re pr I t ‘ } t executives who v lent natia vel M i e he entfor I a ! ‘ to it that other public officers do their duty ir ume behalf, that Mr. R evelt. ir eyes of the people, 1s the Pre lent Mr. Roosevelt is eminent! adapte d to his hour and its demands He has no sour ex¢ sions, no dignities that call for pedestals or require to be alon« He calls himself a

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Republican; it isa misnomer. He is nota Republican, but an American, and partisan only in his patriotism. Long ago he said, ‘‘I do not number party loyalty among the ten commandments.”’ Peculiarly is he one who, with just and even balance, should hold the scales between the Man with the Dollars and the Man with the Hands. It is without effort that he preserves the equities between Capital and Labor. Heisno Jack Cade; he does not say that a three-hooped pot shall have seven hoops, or look forward to a time when his palfrey shall in the national Cheapside go to grass. Neither is he lackey to Money, waiting breathless and anxious to do its bidding. Mr. Mitchell of the miners is not preferred to Mr Baer of the mines; by the same White House door the pair of them come and go. The people called Mr. Roosevelt to the Presidency that he might go about a national house-cleaning, and every pirate money force sought to prevent his coming. It is not required that one dive into details in reciting what he has jone. There are the indictments against oil and sugar and railway rascals. There is the matter of rebates. There are the sundry investigations going forward against railway and other corporate rogues. Lastly, not least important, there is the Panama Canal. I have said that it is not necessary to go over in detail those reformative house- cleaning moves so honorably chargeable to Mr. Roosevelt. It is, however, required, in conjunction with his reiterated determination to step Presidentially down and out two years from next March, to call the public eye to this: not one of those reforms will have been accomplished by that time. The house-cleaning will be but half complete. The middle of the ford is no place to swap horses. To cope with these sinister forces calls for one who is not only wise and brave and honest and aggressive, but possesses those attributes in certain nice propor- tions He must be a Roosevelt: and the Roosevelts are sparse and few and far between. It might take mankind an age to lay hands on another. And the world has no such time to spare, for the Trust danger is imme- diate and crying When the Policeman Quits the Beat \ JF HO are made glad by Mr. Roosevelt's announcement of his Presidential end to come in 1909? Who but those Black-flags he is fighting. And yet, if they are to be arrested in their evil career, and brought beneath the per- manent thumb of law before he goes, why should they suck comfort from his utterance? I give our Black-flag folk full credit for knowing thoroughly their own ignoble needs. They never fail to gauge a peril, once it threatens them and theirs If they rejoice —as they do rejoice —W hen Mr. toosevelt promises to be no President after 1909, it is be- cause they hope to live and last that space, and later repair what injuries they have suffered in their war with him. Their very joy should give him notice of the error of his anti-White House ways. Also, in this connection, Mr. Roosevelt should feel both a prideandaduty. The first should withhold him from aban- doning a war half won. The other should teach him that he has no right to dig up snakes unless he means to stay and kill them. He is not simply to scotch the snake, and then make way for some successor, whose feeble heel will be weaker than the serpent’'s head It is because I deem highly of Mr. Roosevelt that I am bound to quarrel with his determination not to have another term. It is for suck reason I warn the public that its rights are paramount, and he must continue should it so prefer. Also that, in coming to such preference, the public is not to regard what he may personally desire Mr. Roosevelt is the President for the hour in which we live. He is abreast of his day; he was born in the present tense. His war-word is ‘Be ready!" He has initiative An artist of the actual, he is as capable of making as of fol- lowing a precedent He listens to the people He makes a cult of the ballot, knowing it for the sword and shield of freedom. He is strong, and therefore not furtive; honest, and by consequence Ww ithout secrets. He cares nothing for money; his hunger is for fame. He would sooner have a fair name than a fat bank account. He has learned to answer the question that the nublic asks. More and best, his motive ts noble and high. Men are great by a motive. Some folk are born point- blank, their native aim is personal and petty, and they do not carry far. There are others who, born as it were at an angle of forty-five degrees, carry twice as far on half the powder. Comparisons are commonly odious; but to illus- trate a meaning I shall take the risk of one. Senator Platt, of New York, has fourfold the mental equipment that belonged with Silver Dick Bland. And vet Mr. Bland was great and Mr. Platt is not. The reason? Mr. Platt has never, will never, think on aught beyond the sordid. Mr. Bland put in his days in efforts to pass a silver bill. Had he succeeded he would have affected, whether for good or ill, the fortunes of every soul between the oceans. His purpose was large, the game he hunted big. Yes, forsooth, a question of greatness is ever a question of motive. Mr. Platt, with a little motive, is a little man THE SATURDAY EVENING POST Mr. Bland will go down the lane of history as a bear hunter, albeit he never killed a bear. What was true of Mr. Bland is doubly true of Mr. Roose- velt. His purposes are big—big for his country, big for the world. Also he proves that the Presidency is what one makes it. The White House, in weak, uncertain, forceless hands, is nothing. In his it becomes the sword of Scander- beg, and cleaves the Isthmus for a canal. He is not to forget, however, nor should the public forget, that Scander- beg’s sword needs Scanderbeg’s arm. What, assuming that Mr. Roosevelt ends as President in 1909—what, I ask, will be the story of that canal? Mr. Roosevelt appeared, and forced the canal question to settlement. But even when a canal decision had been arrived at, our wily railroaders still fiddled for delay. The route ruse would no longer serve. Their ingenuity, how- ever, Was equal to their covert needs. They would fool away the days debating ‘‘sea-level”’ or “lock.” Why the Senate Fought for ‘‘Sea-Level”’ ECENTLY, with twenty-seven thousand workmen on the Isthmus waiting that decision, the Senate gave its reluctant finding. It was for ‘‘lock’’—the Roosevelt plan. Observe! Those ‘‘sea-level’’ Senators were not for **sea-level,”’ but delay. Take Mr. Roosevelt from the White House, and what should you expect? The canal—it does not, by the word of Mr. Shonts, look for completion prior to 1914—will then require five more years before it may call itself complete. And oh! what marvels of procrastination, given five years wherein to perform, can be worked by those scheming railroaders! There will be refusals to appropri- ate; there will be committees of investigation; there will be those hundred and one manceuvres known to balky legislators when it is their purpose to check the progress of events. Mark the word and the warning! These and more will you have should Mr. Roosevelt lay down his Presidency in 1909. The other day in Washington I remarked something of the above sort to a reverend Senator. He was a ‘‘sea- level” and therefore not a Roosevelt Senator; albeit he hid the fact beneath his toga with what skill he might. ‘*Ah!”’ said he, when I spoke of canal destruction to be the fruit of Mr. Roosevelt’s going out in 1909—‘' Ah! but you do not understand his plan.”” Here he looked exceeding sapient, as who should say, ‘‘I have inside information,”’ which he didn’t. ‘This is what Mr. Roosevelt intends,” he wenton. ‘He expects a successor who will agree with him in every canal particular. Mr. Roosevelt will go into that successor’s Cabinet as War Secretary. Thus he will have the canal in his lap to do with as he chooses. You may be sure of its being dug; his whole effort will be to press it to an interoceanic success. Yes, indeed; we shall all live to see our ships of commerce sail through the Isthmus.”’ And as he said the last, 1 knew that in his rail- road heart he neither hoped for nor believed in that prom- ised canal triumph of our merchant marine. No; I yield no credence to any such design on Mr. Roose- velt’s part. It is too fantastic, too much wanting in founda- tions of common-sense. To drop from a Presidency to a portfolio is something over-romantic, and should have a Cervantes for its chronicler. In a swap from master to man Mr. Roosevelt would discover a difference; and that, too, though the man were granted a master of his own creation. No one may be President without being President, and powers behind thrones are more read of than realized. Assuming that date of 1909, in what roll-call of eminence should one look for Mr. Roosevelt's successor? He might not bea Republican. Mr. Roosevelt himself was not made President by his party. There is a growing clan in politics. Its spirit is the untrammeled spirit of independence. Its contempt for the one party is only equaled by its distrust of the other. Don't call the members of this clan reformers A reformer, commonly, is either a Democrat who was driven from his party for discovered rascality, or a Republican who has become ashamed of himselr. These Independents, in their musters, belong to neither of these descriptions. They are a herd of political mavericks, and roam the ranges unmarked of party brand. It was these who in 1904, against Black-flag Money and the politicians who were its mercenaries, carried Mr. Roosevelt into the White House on the horns of their ballots. I repeat that the successor to Mr. Roosevelt, should he quit, may not come from among Republicans Take a look at New York. All is turmoil and splendid confusion among the parties. The bosses are in despair; the machines about ready for the scrap-heap. From town and from country comes word of the mounting strength of Mr. Hearst. If he be half handled, and desires it, he will be New York’s next Governor. If he refuses to run, the race may be made by Judge Gaynor, with the upcome the same And yet neither Mr. Hearst nor Judge Gaynor represents the precise meaning of the upheaval going on. The pub- lic is tired of bosses, weary of machines. It is resolved upon freeing itself July 21, 1906 This desire to kill bosses and smash machines—not Mr. Hearst or Judge Gaynor —is the beetle beneath the restless New York chip. Fortwo years past the movement has been gathering head. The candidate, whether he be Mr. Hearst or Judge Gaynor, is a merest incident. The movement is one not of construction but destruction — the destruction of bosses and machines. When all is said, both Mr. Hearst and Judge Gaynor claim Democracy for their home. The claim will not be forgotten nor denied two years from now. If either carries New York~—and every sign and signal smoke presages it the victor will be named by the national Democracy for the Presidency. Also, what sweeps New York may sweep the nation, unless a Roosevelt be the White House proposal of the other side. Mr. Bryan? The present Bryan hubbub is inspired by August Belmont and Thomas Ryan—two Greeks and a gift! Why do they promote a Bryan din? They fear the Hearst movement, and seek to split the wild-cat strength they reckon as its chief support. Who, on the roster of the probable, might follow Mr. Roosevelt at the White House? Of whom have we been told? The roll is not long. Mr. Root, Mr. Taft, Mr. Fair- banks, Mr. Cannon, Mr. Hearst, Mr. Gaynor, Mr. Bryan, Mr. Bailey —there is the list, four from each party. When one remembers the call of the hour, is there one among them of whom the world is sure? Who has the heart and the head and the hand? Who can be counted on to take up and fairly finish what Mr. Roosevelt has begun? The Man that’s Sure Y BEST judgment retorts that the strongest among them couldn’t if he would; the weakest wouldn't if he could. Were I a business manager of the nation I'd have none of them. One and all they may be of that stark timber from which Presidents should be carved, but their pasts—so far as they have pasts — offer no guarantee And so one harks back to Mr. Roosevelt—to the man that’s sure. The arguments for his selection are manifold and not to bedenied. The politicians do not want him; the railroads do not want him; the beef combines do not want him; the Trusts do not want him; the bribe giver and the taker do not want him; all of those blackly venal influ- ences that, for unchecked years, have been defying law, and buying prosecutors, and choosing judges, and steal- ing from the people, do not want him. Wherefore, a stripped public, wise to its plundered generation and what further pillage threatens it, should refuse to give him up. The people made Mr. Roosevelt President; they may if they will make him President again. By the word of the people he came from the people, and, until the people give him leave, he cannot lay down his trust. Even sectionalism demands him for its wiping out; and a South, seeking to forget the old, striving to overtake the new, sees its hope in him who, coming up since the smoke-blown years of Civil War, takes half his blood from those who fought under the Stars and Bars. Therefore, oh people! should you want Mr. Roosevelt, it is yours to have him, with none to consult or consider save yourselves. Also of this be sure: It isa matter wherein he has no voice. Whether he shall serve another term or no is for the public, not him, to determine. In truth, he is not entitled to so much asa seat in the gallery while the business is being discussed. The public, adopting a lesser doctrine, will not only throw away its privilege but prove false to duty. Situ Bis Seatbeer William Rockefeller, a Not Much Lesser Light By A. BURFORD (5° TO any of the great libraries and look for the word “Oil” in their indexes, and you will find the sub- head, ‘‘See Standard Oil,"’ under which are classified some fat volumes. In the clippings-departments of the great newspapers are many bulky envelopes of news- cuttings marked in the’ same way; also ‘ Rockefeller, John D.”’ But, strange to say, among all this mass of litera- ture of sorts one will find but a stray grain of information, scattered here and there, about William Rockefeller, to whom is rightly due a large share of the credit given his elder brother in building up the greatest business organiza- tion that the world has ever known. Thirty-five years ago William A. Rockefeller, as he then signed himself (he has since dropped his middle initial), was one of the scores of oil-buyers who made Oil City their headquarters. He wore heavy boots and tramped up and down Oil Creek in all weathers—as did his competitors. Those were days of hard drinking and high living, but young ‘Bill’ Rockefeller was strictly temperate and was economical in expense-account. But he was a man whom every one liked and respected, for, though he was quiet almost diffident--in his manner, he would thaw out now and then and tell a good story, and always took a lively © ena oe oe —— +

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ae THE SATURDAY EVENING POST interest in good horses. The friends he made he kept, and Before this body is brought every question affecti I S iO In fact, | ‘ through the years since then they have proved one of the — policy of the compan) | ist interests. T} ‘ t Mar most valuable assets of the Standard Oil Company is altogether infor? no parliamentary ru pe ‘ Although William Rockefeller did not have the ex- bserved. Mr. Rockefeller generally has little t r the knowledg v1 ‘ traordinary genius for organization possessed by his all the rest have finished hen he I i} f I elder brother, yet in his almost unerring judgment and in the fewest words, and the matter is decided ace indreds of i \ his ability as a financier he far excelled John. The plans There are fifteen members of this committee, whicl a hint originated by the elder were first carefully checked over by cludes H. H. Rogers, John D. Archbold, W ‘ ( \ m R | the younger, weak spots strengthened or eliminated, and Rockefeller and Jol D. Rockefe J R H then executed with a skill that was marvelous. One being sons of the founders of the Standard Oil Compa t I brother has always been as necessary to the other as the After the se on of th committee vera co let i at lamp is to the oil. clerk come in witha hegro porter and Nas every ‘ nota t W ‘ 1 cle * About 1875 their affairs had grown to such proportions paper : t the room swept i i \\ R that it became necessary for some one to go to New York — waste-bask« ind | ied er } ‘ | , ‘ to look after the business and finances there. So W illiam not overlook 1 hotanvtl 4 | i i i Rockefeller moved his office from Cleveland to modest hickory-nuts f ! quarters in Pearl Street. A few years later more room was Saving a Quarter on a Letter irst. sample fall the ‘ f hic it th needed, and the present site at 26) Broadway was purchased are brought to him, t her h pn ‘ and a big gray-stone building erected there in 1881. Until M&® ROCKEFELLER is not so regular in his attendanes crutinizes both carefu evel far as to cracl the adjoining lot to the north was bought, a new building I these meetings as he used to be some ve erected thereon and additional stories placed upon the old, He is sixty-five years old now and the enormou burder f while dropping into re ences f } } Vv) ten years later, there was no sign upon the structure to responsibility he has carried for so many years has begunto It takes longer to st } indicate who were its occupants only a large rubber door- tell upon even his magnificent constitution len vears a lirrels’ winter f i ha low ea mat at the main entrance with the letters ‘‘S. O. Co.” he carried his five feet eleven inches of height erect t it lving n The architecture of the building is as simple as a pile of his shoulders have a noticeable stooy Otherwise he ha t ! t a wooden oil boxes—those familiar cases that one sees changed but littl His hair has grown a bit ‘ i ! I t ‘ stacked up on the wharves of every seaport in the world. grayer, but his square face is still ruddy and ft | ed. b least I I Despite assertions to the contrary, any one may enter It is generally well-tanned, for he spends as much time in mone ett { hei ‘ has | freely and seek William Rockefeller, or any of the other the open air as possil le. When he is in his town house, at John D. R c i Standard chiefs, without being stopped atthe Broadway or 689 Fifth Avenue, he walks down to his office from ther: grasping the great rtur it pre ted the New Street entrance and cross-examined by one of the about four miles—every day when the weather is pleasant forty vears ; I econd, t he gray-coated special police men that stand guard there Pe rhaps the most noticeable feature about his face is | caution and unert l t that he ha Once inside the outer room to Mr. Rockefeller’s offices on eves They are a very dark blue, and, when busine l ped to a remarka ‘ mm 1 the i the four " the thirteenth floor, the visitor v ll be asked by one of the being discussed, are as cold and it penetrable as gun-metal of the vast Rockefeller fortune in the i en W il messengers sitting there to write his name and businessona When he is chatting with some friend about horses or som¢ tramped through the mud ar and n Oil printed form, which will be taken in and, in ali probability, thing else that he likes, they light up with the utmost good Creek, buying and ss That Oy tunity plaved a will be given first to Mr. Rockefeller’s private secretary, humor. His eyes and his heavy jaw and square chin and _ lesser part than al evidenced by the instance of th who will either send back an an wer, come out himself, or straight mouth leave noone in doubt as to the strength of | oungest a i i ! order the visitor admitted character or the infle xibility of his will Frank vho started eve th the er it it He dresses well, but quietly. He wears no jewelry, aside only a moderate! ‘ do! ng in ¢ eland, and The Oil Man's Office Habits from a handsome scarf-pin. His hat is generally a flat- ce-president of the Standard Oil Compar f Ohio. Iti crown derby of a pattern which he has affected for mat aid that whenever he has spe ited on his own account HE fittings of all the offices are mahogany, but they are years. He seems partial to bilious-colored mackintosh: without asking the a fW ! e has been ur so plain that they do not attract the eye. Ifthe visitor in rainy weather, generally mud-bespattered and well wor cessful will carefully notice the messenger who opens the door to In his personal expenditures he is still careful almost to } . ‘ : —~ uns +} " a . . pom ‘io 4 ) , ° om inner office, he will see that he does not turn the knob, the vergt of economy. For in anes he word Rocke Rough on the Frog but the rim about theaxisinstead. Alloverthe buildingthe feller”’ contains eleven letters: ten letters is the limit of a > doors to the private offices are equipped with these ‘rim — single word with the cable companies. He always cautior M R. FRANK 8S. BISHOI! neral |} rm passe locks.” his family and friends, when cabling him, to address t} 4 went of the | ( il Ra ad, tells a | If the caller comes about ten o'clock in the morning and messages to ‘‘ Rockfeller,”’ leaving out the 1 le ‘*¢ i rv of the ea i t is fortunate enough to see William Rockefeller in person, he thus saving the twenty-five cents and upward which th eem to rea t} ecessit LDy ting a practica will probably find him lying back in an ordinary cane- cable company would charge for the exce letter railroad man a ! lent it selected for that important seated office chair, a cushion under his head, smoking a William Rock r hz rep ng his « I ! ! cigar, being shaved, having his shoes shined and disposing _ployees of paying good , reatir } | ( il} of the thousand and one matters that go to make up the _ If he meets one of them o1 et he will raise his } } details of his business day. Mr. Rockefeller does not shave — hir ! ( he clerk and the other S Mr. Bist " himself because, for many years, iwyer of e reputation a he has been afflicted with an un- i it wit th I steady hand which would make edge of railroad even the best of safety razors un- ; ou = > Lh Ue! le le sg ee severa 7 f sorteln ia ten woth. Wiis tether is The Mocki ngbird s Secret | | righ the owner of the shop in the base- . _ : J ‘ ‘ f ‘ , red ment of the building, and this been his daily task for nearly a score of vears whenever Mr. Rocke- feller is in town. By Frank L. Stanton iP ] Sing, Mister Mockin’ bird, "Way up in de tree; Communicating with the private office are other rooms, partitioned off with mahogany and ground- glass. Sometimes one or more of them will be occupied temporarily Tell me what my sweetheart by some one, but they are generally Been a-tellin’ you ’bout me ? } ‘ f used for places of quiet conference, 9 or as a means of exit unobserved She pass dis way dis mawnin’ into other offices, or into the hall- - way. At certain times of each Kaze I seen de roses stir: month one of them is occupied by x ’ ; l I two or three clerks busily at work En you listened ter her singin’, cutting interost-coupoes off of En you stole de voice er her! stacks of bonds. Contrary to the - . Paya \ \ usual belief, these are not clipped , a with shears, but with flat pieces of I seen her des a-trippin’ hs oa a ge gg : beige Along de blossom-track ; these rooms Mr. Rockefeller has a De river stole de face er her j desk which he reserves for his per- } sonal affairs, such as the major En wouldn’t give it back. details of his great estate at Tar- rytown. Here, too, he dictates the Sing Mister Mo kin’ bird, few letters he w rites, but these are . , mostly in regard to the loose ends "Way up in de tree; j \ of detail which are not handled in ( I the executive committee, or else I know she showed her heart relate to his private affairs. “a ter vou \ About eleven o'clock Mr. Rock- I efeller goes to the room of the te Now show her heart hat! ‘ directors or executive commit- i “ oe tee, of which he is the chairman. yg ter me:

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THE SATURDAY EVENING POST July 21, 1906 ALLISON'S GARDEN A Young Man in a Hurry and a Young Woman Who NKept Step By Edward Salisbury Field HOPE I do not in- trude,”’ I said. ‘I dare not hope as much for myself,” she re- plied, looking into my eyes in a most engaging way, “‘ but, vou see, the gate was open, so I ventured “2 *‘All gates must be open to you,”’ I told her gravely. ‘And it is such a beautiful day, and your garden is such a dream.” ‘*Perhaps you are a dream, too,” I said; ‘‘you are very beautiful. Did you know that vour hair is the color of jon- quils ?”’ ‘Are you aware that you wre staring me out of counte- nance, that your poetical al- lusions to my person are most displeasing, that - * ‘I was quite unconscious of being rude,”’ I declared. ‘You must know, by this time, that one can’t help star- ing at you, and your hair is the color of jonquils.”’ “W hy should poets prove so unpleasant?” ‘‘But I am not a poet,” I ‘protested ; “I’m a lover of the beautiful.” “Not an accepted lover.” “y hope to be.” ‘You don't even know who I am,” she said. ‘| know that you are beautiful.” And that I have jonquil hair.” And that you are wearing a Paquin gown.” “That is the first sign of intelligence you have dis- played,"’ she told me. ‘It is more than ordinary intelli- gence, too. How did you know it was a Paquin?" I know a number of things,”’ I answered lightly. ‘‘One of them is that you shall never leave this garden until you consent to marry me.’ If you were serious I should be offended.” “Tf you were offended I should be serious.” “Then you are not serious?’ “Oh, but 1 am, though!” I replied “‘Am I t+ understand that you offer me your heart and hand and garden and ancient name My ancient name is Smith,” | said, ‘‘and I lay it at on't care for the name, but I'll take the garden. You are not going!” I protested “Certainly not-—-you are going The garden is now Perhaps I had better turn over the keys of the house,” : i ventured It would be well,”’ she agreed, and took them witha mil ‘Would you fancy my watch?” I asked ‘I'd love to have it, she re plied, and your scarf-pin, 0; I adore secarabs! It is rather a nice one,” I said. I dug it myself, in Egypt ‘‘How interesting!" she exclaimed. ‘‘And that seal ring, too—may I have it?” I placed the ring in her hand ‘*Have vou anything else?" she asked 4 few letters, and several banknotes ‘You may keep the banknotes,”’ she said, ‘ but I'm not so sure about the letters. Are they interesting?” “One of them is awfully interesting. Is it from a girl?’ It is from a girl.” “Then you may keep it. Let me see: I have the keys, your watch, your searf-pin and your seal ring, and I allow you to keep your banknotes and your letters, which implies a most generous disposition on my part. The garden I accept with gratitude. I knew it was to be mine the mo- ment I saw it that hedge of Cherokee roses was most convincing proof. How, pray, did you know I liked Cherokee roses?" “I have always known it,’’ I answered humbly. “I planted those geraniums for you. That was two years ago. They grew so rapidly that my gardener was astounded, but I knew they had to reach the top of the wall. Since then they have been scanning the road, looking for you.” — ae SS Salt a. i A 8 ES GE OIE GO CTE em ey ‘And that little pool is for the birds, is it not?” ‘‘Of course it is,”’ I said. ‘‘ All the birds for miles around come there to drink, and to look for you; till this morning they have flown away disappointed.” ** And you planted the wild gooseberries for the humming- birds?” ‘For no other reason,” I replied. ‘**And you have two strawberry-beds. I just know you have.” ‘**One for you and me, and one for the quail,” I told her. ‘*T do love my garden,” she said, as we wandered from flower to flower. ‘‘But you haven't offered me a single blossom.” ‘You prefer them to remain where they are,’”’ I told her, and she smiled happily. I don’t mind your thinking my hair is the color of jonquils,”’ she said. ‘“‘T hope the house will suit you,’’ I ventured anxiously. “There is nothing new in it?” she asked. “Is it from a Girl?” “‘Every chair weighs a ton,” I assured her, ‘and the ceilings are low.” “* And the rugs?” ‘All Turkish, and old. And there’s an open fireplace in every room.” “Nothing Frenchy, or gilded?” Nothing.” “I’m glad. I never could accept the house if it were gilded.” ‘“*T’ve got five Collies and a Persian cat,’’ I volunteered. “‘T love Collies and Persian cats,’’ she said. Then she looked at me with a frank, merry smile. ‘* What is your name?” she asked. ‘John,’ lanswered meekly. “‘There never was such a fine, old, honest name as John,” she said. ‘‘But I’m sure your other name isn’t Smith. What is your other name, John?” “It is Brooke, my dear. And yours?” “Allison, John—Allison Cornwall.” ‘*Will you hand me that watch of ours, Allison? Iam going to open it. There! What is it you see?”’ “Why, it is my picture, John! I suppose it is unusual, but it seems so natural that it should be there.” ‘‘T found it in the studio of a friend who died.” **My cousin Robert?” ‘Yes, I was his executor. In his will he said that I was to take whatever pleased me most from his studio, and I chose your picture. Since then I have tried so hard to find you, and behold! —to-day you have strayed into my gar- den, as you strayed into my heart two years ago.”’ **So you knew me, John?” ‘‘The moment I saw you, Allison.” ‘**And you meant all that about my consenting to marry you before I left the garden?” ‘*]T was never so serious in my life. I was bold then, dear, but lam timid now; I want so much to ask you to do some- thing, and I hardly dare. I said I wouldn’t let you leave the garden till you had promised to marry me; now I want your promise to marry me before you leave the garden your garden —our garden. It isn’t as if I had met you only to-day, Allison; I have loved you for two years—two long, long years.” ‘*T will consider it. And now I will give you the keys to the house, and you will go and order luncheon; I couldn't marry you till I’d seen the house, you know.” ‘Is the house so important?” ‘‘We must like the same things, John,’’ she answered simply. And then | understood. Leaving Allison in the wistaria-arbor, I ran to the house, burst in upon my honest old housekeeper, Mrs. Perkins, and ordered luncheon for two. Never had the question of luncheon loomed so importantly. ‘‘I must order what she likes,” I thought. Mrs. Perkins was greatly amazed and equally patient. I asked her to suggest dishes, and as quickly vetoed her choice ; I made wild suggestions myself, which | as promptly rejected. There was but one way for me, and, after all, wasn’t that the test? I ordered just the sort of luncheon I liked: broiled squabs, artichokes, fresh butter, straw- berries from the garden, with bar-sugar and a whopping pitcher of cream, and a pot of my own special brand of Ceylon tea. Mrs. Perkins rose manfully to the occasion; the squabs were in the larder, the artichokes in the ice-box, and Allison and I would pick the strawberries ourselves. With luncheon promised in an hour, contingent upon the delivery at the kitchen door of the strawberries, I left Mrs. Perkins and made a hurried tour of the house. It was a most encouraging tour; every room was clean and orderly, yet had that indefinable air of being lived in. I looked last and longest at the library —my own particular retreat. It was as characteristic of me as was my garden, and if Allison loved my garden, surely she must love my library! Satis- fied with my survey, and thankful that I had been born with an abhorrence of lace window curtains and gilded chairs, I hastened to the garden.

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ie Allison was sitting where I had left her, in the wistaria- arbor. I felt that she had always been there, a part of my life, the spirit of my garden, the joy of my house and heart. We wandered to the strawberry-bed hand in hand, and while I picked berries she, with deft fingers, constructed small baskets of leaves. Then with our spoils we journeyed gleefully to the kitchen door. With Mrs. Perkins, as with myself, it was a case of love at sight. Allison was whisked away from me and tucked under my worthy housekeeper’s metaphorical wing almost before I knew it. I then fled to my bedroom, where, as I remember, I changed my tie four times and agitatedly smoothed my hair witha clothes-brush. That accomplished I ran downstairs to the library where Allison, conducted thither by Mrs. Perkins, soon joined me. ‘**Oh, John, I do love your house!" she said. ‘*Our house,”’ I corrected. ‘Well, ‘our’ house, then.” “You haven't really seen it yet,’’ I warned. ‘There never was a dearer room than this,”’ she replied, surveying the book-lined walls with appreciative eves “There is nothing so cozy as books I think, when they are not too new or too oppressive ly expensive-looking = ‘The World's Best Literature, eighty volumes, bound in calf,” ] suggested, or, ‘‘ Masterpieces of Fiction, half morocco, edited by a Justice of the Supreme Court and a Senator from Kansas." **Yes,”’ she smiled, ‘ Was there ever any stupid?” “There never was. But I'm as hungry ascan be. Let's trot along to the dining-room and see what we can find to eat.” “Perhaps luncheon isn't ready.” ‘* Luncheon is always ready at two o'clock. This house seems to run itself, dear; as sure as I pull into the dining-room on schedule I find a meal staring me in the face. Let us hope that your first meal in your—our house will please you.”’ “T'msure it will,” she beamed. And it did. Wasn't it nice of her to like squabs and artichokes and butter? Wasn't it dear of her to praise my brand of tea and to eat two saucers of straw berries ? We were very gay and happy, and we chattered away like magpies till my eyes rested on the clock. “You must excuse Alli- son,’’ I said, taking out a pencil and notebook, ‘‘ but time is fly- ing and there is much to be done. What is your age, dear ?’ ‘Is it important, John?” “Yes, dear.” ‘*Twenty-four, John.” ‘‘And you were born?” *‘In Philadelphia, John.” *“‘And your father’s name? ‘‘Was Roger Courtland Corn- wall, John, and mother’s Sarah Marshall.”’ ““Thank you, dear. Would you mind if I left you for an hour? It will take all of an hour to run over to Belmont and get a marriage-license, a minister and a wedding ring You shall be married with the ring that was my mother’s; she would have liked that, Allison.” “But, John, I haven’t told you I would!” “You like the house, and you liked your luncheon, and you love the garden. Now there is only me to consider. Won't I do, Allison?” She looked at me very gravely, searching my face—my soul, perhaps—to see if there was aught in me that she could not accept. “Yes, John, you'll do,”’ she said, ‘‘only it’s lucky for you I'manorphan. I never could do it if I weren't, you know.” “T know,” I said. ‘‘But one thing before I start for town—TI hope you don't dislike automobiles, Allison.” “T adore them, John.” ‘‘How fortunate! There is a four-cylinder waiting for me this minute at the side door. I shall be back by four if I possibly can. It is only an eight-mile spin all told, and if I’m lucky enough to catch a parson—is there any brand you prefer, dear?” “No, John, only the Episcopal kind look so sweet in their vestments.” **You shall have the best I can get in the time I have,” I promised. Then I rang for Mrs. Perkins and told her there was to be a wedding in the garden at half-past four, or that’s it. thing so sweet me, was THE SATURDAY EVENING POST thereabouts. When it was made clear to her who the bride was to be, the dear old soul reall) ‘I will leave Miss Cornwall looked pleased s,”’ I told her. your hand **She will like to explore the house, perhaps, or stroll in the garden, but in no circumstances he to run away. She may repent of her decision and try to escape, but d her, Mrs. Perkins—don't you dare to let her! Allison laughed merril I blew her a } then fl through the house, out a side door, and hopped up be ‘Belmont Road, ] Said, as la And away we went. chauffeur. as she can make it “Do you know of any minister of the Gospe 1 residing on this road, I asked, “Reverend Grandison,"’ he answered briefly. ‘Episcopalian ?” “No, sir. Presbyterian.” “Are there any others between here and town?” ‘Not that I know of, Mr. Brooke.” ‘Then stop at the Grandison house, James.” I found the Reverend Calvin Grandison in his study. Jame Ss, My James?” He greeted me kindly, but reproachfully, as though my sudder entrance had nipped in the bud some fair flower of speech was to have decorated his sermon for the following that Sunday. In the fewest words possible I explained who I was and what I desired “Oh, you are the man with the beautiful garden!” he said, his fine old face lighting up with interest “‘With your help, my dear sir, I shall known as the man with the “You will help me, won't you?” I hall be most happy Mr Brooke,” he decl “‘Half-past four, you say. I shall order the phaetor once.”’ ‘Perhaps I can pick you up on n suggested. ‘I have an aut He declined my invitation gently, but so firmly that, in my mind's eye, I beheld a mot articles of faith, reading: thanked him warmly for his and and there to have Allison discover his pet foible, and t y return from town,” I mobile outside among his more secular s for Mine I No Aut 1 Ine foster it indulgently no matter what it was--orchi Japanese prints or the heathen in darkest Africa From the Reverend Calvin Grandisor to Belmont (fortunately for me it was the county-seat) was but a thre mile spin, and we made it in law-breaking time. One there I directed James to take me to the courthouse, and ten minutes had emerged from that build interview the 1 Allison's and mine safe in m\ pocket of the trust company, in less than and from my marriage-license Next I sought the safe-deposit v with county clerk, wv silt aUlls where I withdrew my mother’s wedd ring together wit! we lerful emerald ring that had been he ,and a neckla ol er t pear Phere were ther jewel the box \ it the I 1 kre ‘ ‘ ‘ ‘ ‘ | 4 t That a plist h ‘ James and | Nol ‘ ‘ ‘ more sW I fl All har ad Be Roa Wi ed the Reverend Calvin Gra I it il t Lol ur pr bel lananti ted wh horse lwaved? } i } as We passed at fav ed me witha hor tricke I'm t! py che Brooke House wit! ive I ! iy { ] | ” repeat the | i © ¢ ri ead of arrving me that afternoor I kk ‘ } ip at the side door it was just t ist four. ‘Not so bad, Jar ] ud I sha al nm tne brar ee! ! t gna pa witne Having dist 1 Jar I ade a ha iT of th garden Allison was evidently in the ‘hou vith M i o I turned 1 tep thit he entered e house i { went dire ir Still no A or She is int upper part { L ! Ist I thoug and was on the poit roing pstair when? eve fell an ‘ t yp t} abl adare id to me in a handw ng w which I " t familiar. | reached for it and broke the seal prepared rea is i ascended the sta I ! irther than the library door. however, for this is what I read “ Hereafter I Shall Always Think of Him as the Man with the Beautiful Wife” rarden. but? . j eclipse With Alliso at the door ope ng something wa The not three feet av You here ha r I) M Cornwall her I do n al DOC put n (rrandisor vn t i ts hor mobile to the Perkir But, Mr. Jol T} Bu he hast What d I mea hat How can she ae were here are me it has become impo bl t} been like the f } tor ‘ read in magazine the kind vou know could never have happened I do love t hn. and it isi! I i ! 1 not i ma 1 N all the pre ice i te I ol k hood, of 1 other's girlhood befor ull the traditior fr ‘ ! fly fror nd I ar verless to rv Ima ent iwher | I may t ive " ttl to point the wa 1 Kr Mill search fo! me. Yes, and I know you will hind i mu 1 } Jol | 1 be nhapp f nad ‘ | na ive ne wate t! ‘ i ring tn Mrs. | t carap scar ] lake good hou and m i d lol ! birds, 1! { traw pe bed 4 believe t ther I I unwilling! 4 I I ! he Tr n i birds sang in the A ir} uni mplet letter , ha | 1 blindl ” he } eme e that iv va i was I re a I M { 1) \ hat ha what has happened, I say? ] her v and you | ‘ 1,M Perk I do not blam« Plea lor ie Reverend Mr appear sI that ther i be no | ean t e | t y i will " Jar to bring the auto- ir That will be ali, M1 he prot« 1 irs. I [ repeated e!” ened Mrs. Perkit a? I th ered i She car e! he i ion P Wy dear, dear Jol When vou r have fled. 1 just can’t marry you, John It seemed so natu- ral that | should while you but now you ad t! is I shall

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THE SATURDAY EVENING POST July 21, 1906 WHO’S WHO—-AND WHY Serious and Frivolous Facts About the Great and the Near Great A Shrinking Violet ''S A WONDER somebody doesn't put Robert Bacon, Assistant Secretary of State, into a book—a novel needing a hero for rave about and men to fret je alous over. Taking stock of Mr. Bacon—that is, taking stock-phrase stock of him, to measure him up to the ideal hero standards this is the result: ‘*Handsome as a Greek god”: He is. “Rich beyond the dreams of avarice” \ king of High Finance"’: He was. ‘“Concerned in the affairs of state’: He is. ‘Having made a success of business he turned to diplo- He did. Modest, yet strong; unassuming, yet powerful’: They women to : The same. macy” Say. Answe ring to all these specificat ions, imagine how Robert Bacon would dash through three hundred pages of fiction filled with money-conspiracies and diplomatic intrigues and emerge triumphant at the end. Surely, the novelists are overlooking something good! Bacon came to Washington to be Assistant Secretary of State when Loomis went out. Be very careful about that title. It is not ‘First Assistant,’’ but ‘‘ Assistant.”” The next man to him is second assistant and the next third assistant But he is not ‘First Assistant.”” He is Assistant.’” That, you see, does not rank him with seconds and thirds, but puts him in a place of his own, next the Secretary. They are captious in the Department. Well, he came as Assistant Secretary of State. Before that he had been one of the partners in J. Pierpont Morgan & Co. Before that he had graduated from Harvard. All this, probably, took about forty years of his life, although he carefully refrains from telling how old he is in the few lines of biography he contributed to the official records, At any he flourished for some years as one of the important men in the Morgan organization. There are a let of these Morgan partners, whose business rate it is to handle some branch of that great financier’s enter- nothing, attend directors’ meetings and get rich. Bacon did all these things. He was well known in banking circles in New York Presumably, he was skillful at his job, for he at- tained a partnership and the con- Nobody in much about him. prises sequent emoluments public life kr He was as intangible to the people as Steele is—or as Perkins was, until the cover blew off the life- insurance aflairs; meaning by the people those who do not live for a part of the day, either liter- ally or constructiv ely, by the of communication, end of Manhattan various means on the iower Island Came along the Northern Secu- ties explosion. There was much gossip about Bacon's with that, but what it wasnt, concerns connection SZacon retired and took a trip abroad When he came back the President appointed him to his present place, Washington and began work and Bacon came to There were many whisperings and noddings See that!"’ said the wise one Here is a former part- ner of Me an going into the State Department. Oh, I guess that isn't a shrewd move! And one day Morgan came to Washington and called on Bacon. He called on others, too, but the main point was ion Bacon Hi, Yi! Who-o op! There it vhole damnable con unearthed 1 Bacon! yn sent for the piracy was Morgan Next ‘Some of you men drew some reporter ur just tied inferences from Mr Morgan call on me vesterda) It wa a f iy \ I naman who had been my chief f or years That was all there was to it.”’ They loo er and decided that was true that time he hasn't been bothered much by allusions of that kind, b personal, ced him ov Since it he has been bothered by the association of his name with affairs in the Department. He wants to be a shrinking When he is acting Secretary he insists that he shall not be mentioned. This may be caution, or it violet Robert Bacon, Assistant Secretary of State may be the result of previous education. At any rate, he is the only public man in Washington who protests when he sees his name in the papers used pleasantly. When « man gets more than a million dollars, guesses at the size of his fortune are futile. People who pretend to know say Bacon has ten or twelve millions, all made since he left Harvard. He has plenty to his own way of thinking, apparently, for he quit business when he left Morgan and took a hundred-dollar-a-week Government job. Like as not, he hasambitions. He could easily aspire to an Ambas- sadorship, the most expensive luxury in the way of an honor from a grateful people this country has in its gift. He is getting good training in diplomacy and he has the price, It seems rather a far cry to think of him as Secretary of State, but he is getting good training for that, too, and there is no reason why he shouldn’t be as successful in diplomacy as he was in business. Mr. Bacon has brains. By and large, Bacon is as pulchritudinous a person as has been drafted into service by the President. He is good-looking all over. He is tall, well set up, trimly built, and looks to be full of red blood. There is exterior evidence that he knows it, for he is most carefully groomed. He looks bandboxy, but not the waya fop does, He is plugging along in the State Department every day, working hard and not trying to get out into the lime-light. That shows that he is a good deal of a man, for he has money enough to do nothing but have fun if he so elected When a man of forty, or thereabouts, who has been for fifteen or twenty years in the midst of great things in Wall Street, decides he has enough money and goes in for some- thing else, as Bacon did, it proves that he has horse-sense, no matter what the ambition back of the shift may be. The Assistant Secretaryship of State is pleasant enough as a place, but there is routine that must irk. Undoubtedly Bacon is looking for a career. If things go right politically from the viewpoint of his allegiance—he may get it. He is going after it scientifically. Why,” asked a jester at a Gridiron Club dinner, when both Secretary Root and Bacon were present, “can Mr. Root be styled the very Shakespeare of diplomacy ?”’ was the reply, ‘‘he gets the reputation and Bacon does the work.” The Sterner Sex DELEGATION of earnest Washington women went to the Capitol one day to see about the unseating of Reed Smoot, the Mormon Apostle , Who is a Senator from Utah. They sent in for Senator Proctor, of Vermont. Proctor came out the leader of the committee said ator Proctor, we want you to expel Mr. Smoot from the Senate.” This was a rather large job for the Vermont man, and he hemmed and hawed a bit and sought to find a way out After he had explained that he, personally, was but one Because,” When ‘*Sen- member of the Senate, and that it was a matter to be con- sidered gravely, and all that, he suggested: ‘‘ Wouldn't you like to meet Mr. Smoot ?”’ The crusaders were thrown all in a flutter at that, and while they were debating it Senator Proctor sent in for Senator Smoot and Smoot came out. ** Ladies,”’ said Senator Proctor, ‘‘this is Senator Smoot, of Utah.”” Smoot bowed and smiled pleasantly and waited for some one to say something. ‘We were telling Senator Proctor,”’ spoke up one of the braver women, ‘“‘about our memorial temple we are build- ing.”’ Thenshe gave the astonished Apostle a full descrip- tion of the enterprise. After she had finished, Smoot, who had listened intently, took out a twenty-dollar bill, pressed it into the hand of the speaker, smiled and said: ‘‘A very worthy object. I trust you will allow me to contribute something.’”’ He smiled again and bowed and vanished into the Senate chamber, leaving the delegation breathless. The Colonel’s ChecK-Rein OLONEL “IKE” HILL, assistant sergeant-at-arms for the Democrats in the House of Representatives, has violent political prejudices and, at election time, is wont to back them with money. He got into a political discussion in the lobby of the Hoffman House in New York, a short time ago, and made an assertion that was disputed by a man in the gathering Colonel ‘‘ Ike’ reached down into his pocket, pulled out a roll of money and peeled off five one-hundred-dollar bills “‘T will just bet you five hundred dollars I am right,” he said. “T'll take you,” said the other. and ink.” A cold look came into Colonel “ Ike’s”’ **What do you want a pen and ink for?” he asked “Why, I want to write a check for five hundred dollars to cover your bet.” Colonel “‘Ike”’ put his money back in his pocket “Bring me a pen and ink, too,”’ he said, ‘for if this i going to be a check bet I'll make it five thousand.” A Partial Eclipse i ig point of view,’’ said Senator Stone, **makes a heap of difference “Now, I had afriend who went down to Muskogee, Indian Territory. He walked about that thr’ ving city and, being of a curious turn of mind, stopped an old negro woman and said: ‘Mammy, what’s the population of this city ?’ *** About twenty-five thousand, sah,’ the old woman re plied; ‘about twenty-five thousand, includin’ the whites The Hall of Fame € Elihu Root, Secretary of War, used to be a golf player He was one of the founders of the Nassau Club. He quit playing golf when he came to Washington and began riding horseback. The President says golf is a ‘‘grand- mother’s game.”’ “Wait until I get a pen eves. of Missouri, C If beef counts for anything the Panama Canal project is in good hands. Secretary Taft, the heed of all the work, weighs nearly three hundred; Chairman Shonts, of the Panama Canal Commission, is a strapping big chap, and Governor Magoon, of the Canal Zone, is a whale. € Senator Beveridge breezed into the Senate chamber some days ago attired in a pearl-gray suit of clothes, cut in the most fashion- able style. There were gasps of surprise and admiration from most of the black-coated statesmen and many of them crowded around him to congratulate him. A frock coat on a Washington June day has its but Beveridge is the first who has had the courage to change to pearl-gray thin stuff and be comfortable. disadvantages, Senator Stone, of Missouri

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Modern Business Practice

OWADAYS a man engaged in the actual processes of industry, who actually oper- ates a railroad or a mill, can hardly be called a captain of industry. At most he is merely a brevet captain. The real captain is a financier. Wall Street is his immediate sphere, and his most important function is to subdue competition and reorganize the busi-

ness world on a monopolistic basis. We need not pause here to consider

whether, as a question of large public on policy, it is desirable that competition be subdued and business reorganized on a monopolistic basis. It is enough to state the indubitable fact that the business world deems that end desira- ble, and is willing to pay an enormous price for bringing it about. Business is guided by a quest for profits. Business men have found, as a general proposition, that unrestrained competition destroys profits, or greatly lessensthem. Naturally, there- fore, they wish it eliminated, or subdued, by combination ; and they call in the captains to effect the combination. They cannot effect it themselves. They must have the captain do it for them; and he charges them a price com- mensurate with services of so rare an order. Business men in a given line of industry find that com- petition is ruining them, or at least decidedly curtailing their earnings; that the profits of that particular line of business would be larger if it were consolidated on, approx- imately, a monopolistic basis. Presently a ‘‘trust”’ is formed, which takes over and consolidates the principal plants. Then it is said that the business men in this certain line have “‘ got together,” ‘‘agreed,”’ ‘‘gone into a merger.” But, as a matter of fact, in typical cases, no such amiable and brotherly getting together and agreeing has occurred. They want to consolidate and secure the increased profits; but they cannot agree on the terms Broadly speaking, they are all of about the same size. No one of them dominates the others. Each one of them is aware of some particular advantage in his own plant or trade, and demands a correspondingly larger proportion of the joint ownership of the consolidated company. The proper selfishness of each one clashes with the proper selfishness of the others. They cannot come to an under- standing. In this dilemma they go to the captain of industry; or the captain, perceiving in their contentions an opportunity for the profitable employment of his talents, goes tothem. ‘The captain is bigger than any of them — so much bigger that he is able to dominate them all. What he does is to take the affair out of their hands and arrange the consolidation to suit himself This is no fanciful account, but a literal statement of what actually happens in typical cases. Aside from plenty of other evidence, this process was perfectly dis- closed in the testimony of various captains or trust-pro- moters before the Industrial Commission. William EH Moore, for example, who organized a half-dozen large steel and iron consolidations that now form an important part of the United States Steel Corporation, told how he went to the different plant-owners and took from each separately an option to buy his plant for cash. He was asked “At any time did any manufacturer know the option of any other?” Mr. Moore replied: ‘‘ Not if I could keep it from hin And he explained that every owner naturally thought his plant was the best. If A. was to get more than B., and B. learned of it, he objected, and so on without end. So C., the captain, must step in, tell A. and B. to forget all about each other and simply sell their plants to him Mr. Moore explained that by this process he personally became the purchaser of the plants. Then he organized the new consolidating company and turned over the plants to it. By this turn-over, of course, he became the owner of the capital stock of the new company which he could allot and dispose of as he pleased. In the case of the American Tin Plate Company the capital stock consisted of $18,000,000 of preferred values, as we shall see later stock, of which $18,000,000 was given as a bonus with the preferred, while the remaining $10,000,000 went to the promoter Mr Moore, however, de precated the idea of considering this $10,000,000 in the light of a wage or fee roughly representing tangible and S2S,000,000 of comr

for promoter’s services. He had bought the plant He was the company and could do with its stock as he please Phe question Was asked You held the $46,000,000 capital stock practically in your own hand So could allot it as seemed to you wisest and best Mr. Moore answer Wa Ye I owned it So here we see the typical fact not a consolidat worked out by amicable agreement among the | owners, Dut one created by the captain of industr Chastening the Little Fellows i aes testimony of John W. Gates as to the formation of the American Steel and Wire Company ran on the

same lines He and his friend Isaac L. Ellwood wet about and personzlly bought the plants, or took cas} options of purchase Ai the moment of organization the were the company Thi ery important point that general] peal the plant-owne ‘ rm the consolidation, and cannot form it; that the captair typical cases, the powerful solvent hich alone will make amalgamation possible, is well enough understood in finance, but too little considered outside, tendency always is to criticise the captain for ‘ where the hogging

a huge slice of the new sec urities without contribt commensurate tangible value to the combine Generally speaking, there must always be a captai! where there is a consolidation. N« positively, the individual owners are, they must find somebody bigger than any of them before they can com- bine. For example, Mr. Moore and Mr. Gates are rea big captains. They had operated with signal success effecting positively large industrial consolidations But when they and others of equal size came, as plant-owner to face the problem of forming the still greater United matter how big, The ‘‘Captain’s’”» Work and Pay By WILL PAYNE arose: and they had to go to Captain Morgan happened Was pri who pe rhaps, Wa the affair to speak Mr. Morgan, their heads toget immediate Manage hands; made the ent them home cl In the railroad f

States Steel combine, the services of Mr. Morgar who could out captain then all, were required Ihe pac kers are pe ativelV Dig mer but when they, some vears ago, pre posed to ¢ tlect a consolidation, the had to go to Wall Street for a captain of still greater bulk than themselves It is not essentially a questior of the ability to raise money The packers could command plenty of money. The essential thing 1s to find somebody powertul enough to dominate the indi l'o consolidate the farm machine industry, for example, would vidual units have seemed a simple matter Two very rich families—the McCormick and the Deerings—owned the larger part of theindustry. They had plenty of business ability and practically no end of credit But when it came to agreeing, the old, inevitable difficulty What vately described as follows by a friend

led by chagrin over certain incidents of In rather exaggerated terms said the friend, ‘‘first briskly knocked her; then took the thing ment of their own business — out of thei including

nerger, charged them a huge fee iastened but united ield, as well, the function of the captair

t r iué at npet tior thr il ‘ I ‘ it I i te \ ale ed and carnmed through the gre tratevet ili os vhich, within comparatively few years, have resulted i casting the railroad tems of the country into a half en or so great r p each dominated | a smal (MMMM T iY t ar ~ " " reter? By th ‘ ly I da ! ‘ ‘ ‘ t ‘ +} rue mtoa ‘ ' if ; 1 t ‘ al ia That tt bene ot i t con KI t I ha eu t t ett i ! hict the gre } t at ' { the impe ‘ } ‘ er ! lo ca at i mu f he ti Ke omple ( i the r He | f I ‘ His esser ‘ ne at a ha fa iste T} ctua d lal intere of the ordinar oO i t me ber ol «i cer t t { ' ‘ innot a Na or eT Probabl IS Natural that the captai 1utocrat over the concern should continue after the consolida nade and that ne theo etical pe tor ot r ore n er, aS part ¢ eT ne 1 me en I | a

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10 Another reason for the position of the ordinary share- holder is found in the nature of his certificate of ownership. This stock certificate, in fact, is not at all what it purports tobe. It says on its face that it represents ownership of so many shares of the value of one hundred dollars each; and the legal fiction is that it evidences the contribution, by somebody, of one hundred dollars for each share, to the capital of the company, Of course, as a matter of faet, in the case of the typical modern corporation the ‘one hundred dollars’’ printed on the stock certificate has no relation whatever either to its value or to the original contribution of capital which it evidences. One who wishes to find the real value of his stock never dreams of locking at the figures on the certificate. He looks at the figures on the stock-market ticker. Probably it would help the public to a clearer view of the facts, and so obviate annoying misunderstandings, if the stock certificate contained no declaration of alleged value, but recited simply that the holder was erititled to such and such a per cent. of whatever dividends the management declared. This would correspond to the real facts of the case. The actual value is fixed by the stock market, and the market fixes this value, broadly speaking, according to earnings and dividends, without any regard either to the figures printed on the certificate or to the original contribution of tangible capital. For example, the American Chicle Company, or“ gum trust,”’ is one of the most the smaller industrials. It issued preferred stock, according to the Industrial Commission's report, to about double the value of its tangible property, then common stock to three times the amount of preferred ; yet the stocks are well thought of because the company can earn good returns upon them. The common stock, in fact, is now quoted at about $170 a share, and pays 12 per cent. dividends. In the parlance of the Street and in deference to certain archaic statutes against over- capitalization this surplus of stock issue over and above the worth of the tangible property is called ‘good will” in practice any concern's"' good W ill’ eventhough all its patrons may hate it violently —is worth whatever sum it can earn dividends on; or, to be more exact, what- ever sum it may reasonably hope to earn dividends upon. We have seen that it is the function of the captains to subdue competition through consolidation. This function, when properly performed, decidedly earning Very naturally, the captains appropriate a gen- share of the “good will’’ value thus created. In the case of the American Tin Plate Company, cited above, $10,000,000 of the common stock, or about twenty-two per cent. of the total capitalization, was taken by the promoters. In two other Moore consolidations the pro- moters took five millions of the common stock each time These amounts stand for the ‘“‘good will’’ value —that is, earning power— which the promoters contrib- uted by their services in effecting the combinations and thereby restricting competition successful of value increases power eTrous increased The Basis of Capitalization HIS “good will’’ must not be confused with the old- fashioned notion of good will that covered possessions which, while physically intangible, yet had a_ pretty definitely determinable value — such possessions, namely, as established brands of goods, trade-marks, patent-rights, trade relationships. Under typical modern practice this old-fashioned kind of good will is classed with the tangible property, and preferred stock is issued against it. Messrs Moore and Gates, it will be recalled, bought the separate plants (or took options of purchase) at their cash value as going concerns, which naturally would include the old- fashioned good will value. Of course, there is no hard and fast rule, and practice varies widely in particular cases Sut a fair average deduction from the data at hand would indicate that the capitalization of the typical modern industrial”’ is fixed about as follows a) Preferred stock issued to cover the value of tangible property, plus old-fashioned good will. ») An issue of common stock equal in amount to the preferred and representing (at its market valuation, of course) a speculative estimate of the increased profit

accrue through consolidation An additional issue of common stock to cover the of the promoter In later practice, in the case of the which wil Services notably Steel Trust, the promoters took their bonus in about equal amounts of preferred and commor thereby preserving a substantial equilibriun between the two issues rhis is not considered over-capitalization. In the view of the modern financier, there can he no such thing as over-capitalization, because the concern is worthsimply whatever sum it can earn dividends upon. In testifying before the Industrial Commission, nearly all the captains deprecated the notion of regarding valueof tan- gible property as the proper basis for capitaliza- THE SATURDAY EVENING POST Mr. Moore was asked what valuation he put on the various plants that went into a consolidation. He re- plied: ‘I could not tell that. It would require quite a memory to go over the various plants.’’ And he was perfectly frank in expressing his opinion that the point was es- sentially immaterial. Mr. Gates cited the English practice of capitalizing companies simply according to their earning powers, and added: ‘‘England is further advanced in the industrial line than America.”’ Ballooning the “‘Good Will” UT, in view of recent American practice, one may question the accuracy of this unpatriotic deduction. The United States Steel Corporation, as the reader knows, was a consolidation of consolidations. It took over the Moore and Gates combines, the capitalizations of which already contained liberal douches of ‘‘good will,”’ as specific cases cited above indicate, and other consolidations of comparatively recent date. And in capitalizing the Steel Trust the ‘‘good will’’ item was very greatly expanded. Thus, its original thousand millions, roughly, of capital stock was issued in payment for stocks of other companies which had a par value of about $615,000,000 and for $25,- 000,000 in cash raised by the promoters. Thus, roughly speaking, the *‘ good will"’ value seems to have been swollen by something like $350,000,000, of which over $L00,000,000 went directly to the promoters as their bonus. That is, the promoting syndicate headed by J. P. Morgan & Co. raised and turned over to the corporation $25,000,000 in cash and defrayed expenses of organization and so on to the amount of about $3,000,000, for which it received from the corporation 649,987 shares of preferred and 649,988 shares of common stock having a face value, in round numbers, of $130,000,000. Altogether, the capitalization of the corporation included stock of a face value, probably, of about $150,000,000, or fifteen per cent. of the total, which was issued to the several promoters as their bonus and which represents the *‘good will’’ that the captains contributed through their services in effecting the con- solidations This, of course, is a tall price; yet it is considered justi- fiable, without the the the consolidation could not have been brought about, com- petition subdued and profits correspondingly enhanced. It should be understood that there is nothing covert about this. It is all done in the open and with the approval of business judgment. The first report of the Steel Trust sets forth in detail the exact manner of issuing the capital, including the $100,000,000 stock profit, or bonus, to the promoters. Their bonus being paid in stock would, of course, be worth subsequently only whatever the earnings of the concern made it worth; hence, in a measure, the work of the promoters had to justify itself —that is, if the consolidation did not succeed in earning fair returns upon the capitalization, their stock would be of little value. Only in a measure, however, for as a matter of fact, much of this stock that was issued to the promoters was sold by them after a satisfactory market had been made for it, and somewhat later when the Steel Trust's earnings were rather meagre, and it was therefore failing to realize upon the good will which the captains had contributed, the captains themselves had the price of their good will in their pockets The direct inflation of railroad capital, as an incident of the restriction of competition through consolidation, since services of captains has been much less marked than in the case of the ‘‘in- dustrials."’ But the stock-market inflation — by enhancing the price of outstanding stocks—has been very large. Perhaps it would not be putting the case too broadly to say that whoever buys stock in a typical modern concern is buying, in part, an undivided interest in the good will of some great competition-subduing business strategist. What he buys is not at all part-ownership in so much tangible property — not so many hundred dollars’ worth of mills or rails — but a certain beneficial interest in earning capacity The price that he pays for the stock and its subsequent

July 21, 1906 value have practically nothing to do with tangible property, but are based solely upon earnings. The earnings of a big business enterprise in the ordinary field are largely con- tingent upon its success in restricting competition. I have attempted to show above that the captain of industry, the great business strategist, is, generally speaking, the only person who can successfully subdue competition. Hence, it follows logically that the value of the stock depends largely upon the captain, and it is quite natural that he should fall into the way of expecting the ordinary share- holder to sit still. At the creation of a typical modern corporation the captain is the whole thing. The corporation does not start out upof life with the theory that discretion and control are vested in the body of stockholders. On the contrary, it is practically always organized by dummies lawyers’ clerks and the like—who subscribe for the capital stock—often paying for it with dummy checks—and, having received the stock from the corporation, dispose of it as the guiding geniuses of the enterprise direct. Our greatest industrial company, the United States Steel Corporation, was organized in New Jersey. The articles of incorporation show the following: “The names and post-office address of the incorporators and the number of shares of capital stock for which re- spectively we do hereby subscribe (the aggregate of our said subscription being $3000, the amount of capital stock with which the corporation will commence business) are as follows: Nami Posr Orrict NeMBER OF SHARES Preferred Common Charles C. Cluff 51 Newark St., 5 5 Hoboken, N. J. William J. Curtis is 5 5 Charles Mac Veagh < 5 5 The above stockholders duly elected themselves the first board of directors. The directors then elected Mr. Curtis president, Mr. MacVeagh secretary and Mr. Cluff treas- urer. And it was this board of directors which made the contract with the Morgan syndicate, purchased for the corporation its vast properties, and duly sanctioned the arrangement whereby the promoters received their $100,000,000 stock bonus. An Every-day Affair HIS, of course, is not at all peculiar to the Steel Cor- poration, but is the every-day and almost invariable practice. At the creation of the corporation, the promoter, the strategist, is the company — hoof, hide and hair. The legal incorporators and original stockholders are commonly dummies who have much less actual discretion over it than a stenographer has over a letter that is dictated to her The stenographer may misspell a word, but the original legal owners of a modern corporation are not permitted that much latitude. Very likely nobody is hurt by this transparent little device of the dummy incorporators. It simply carries one step further the modern principle of limiting the liability of the persons actually in interest; and it suggests anew how much, essentially, the typical modern corporation is extra-legal. It is born of a motive which is sternly banned by law —namely, to restrict com- petition, Its incorporators and original stockholders have no actual interest in it, or none worth mentioning. Its capitalization is fixed, not in the spirit of the law which contemplates that it shall represent tangible property, but solely on the basis of prospective earnings. And when the promoter thus has his concern created and going, one of his first duties is to ‘‘make a market ”’ so the stockholders can sell out. I hope this doesn't sound pessimistic. It is not so meant. In many most, in fact the market is duly made, the stockholder does sell out and everybody is satisfied. Itisnoteasy todrawtheline. Onthecontrary, as experience demonstrates, it is far easier to lump together all the gains that accrue to the strategists through manipu- lation of corporation and stock, and call it graft As we have seen, however, at the inception of the cor- poration the promoters must, under modern practice, be the whole thing. They are both the vendors and the They, as the plant-owners, sell the property to themselves as the company At the moment, therefore, if they graft they are rrafting on themselves Probably, if they sell he plants at much too high a price, in stocks, and then sell the stocks to the public, it consti- cases vendees

tutes a tolerably plain case of graft. The dual relationship, when one party is substantially both buyer and seller, obviously gives rare for a profitable trade, and such opportunities have sometimes been taken advan- tage of in a highly scandalous manner. This dual relationship persists more or less after the when a opportunities corporation is a financial house or group of strategists buys a railroad property and sells it to some other rail- vyoing concern as

tion, and urged the view that earning capacity

is the only thing that need be considered

road whose policy the house or clique controls. con / on Page

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THE SATURDAY EVENING POST E FIGHTING CHANCE

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The Street was Inadequate for the Crush of Vehicles Ix scnfewn BY ROBERT W. CHAMBERS 9:0 0%

where yesterday is as i dead as a dead ce nturv, AU THOR Qo r oOo kL £. es? < mh ! re t! where those who prepare the old year for burial are , _ , among the people of this cit I wish to be able to ge already taking the ante-mortem statement of the new, where such men as you go; be permitted, asked, desired the future fulfills the functions of the present. Time steel; the merging and absorbing of independent plant to be part of what you always have been part of itself is considered merely as a by-product of horse-power, his own entry upon the scene on the death of his father great deal I ask Pell me, Mr. Siward —for I don't kne discounted with flippancy as the unavoidable friction and—the rest— material fortune and prosperity, which, t too much to expect clogging the fly-w heel of progress perhaps, might stand substitute as a social sponsor for hin 1 don’t think it is a very high ambitior ud Siward Memory, once a fine art, is becoming a lost art in Man- — stand, perhaps, for something of what he lacked in himself miling What vou ask not verv much to ask of life hattan which only long residence amid the best, long-formed Mr. Plank His world and his city had almost ceased to think of — habits for the best, or a lon: inheritance of the best could But is there any reason why I may not hope to go where Siward give. Did Siward think so? Was the best beyond his I wish to go For a few weeks men spoke of him in several clubs of reach? Was it hopeless for such a man as he to tr And I think it depends upon yourself aid Siward, “‘upot which he had lately been a member —spoke of him always why? our capacity for being, or for making people believe you in the past tense; and after a little while spoke of him no The innocent snobbery, the abashed but absolute sin to be, exactly what they requ Y ‘ e whether you more plicity of this ponderous pilgrim from the smelting pit may be able to go where you desire; and | answer you that In that section of the social system which he had inhab- clambering upward through the high-school of the smok there is no limit to any journey except the ited, his absence on account of his mother’s death being town, groping laboriously through the chilly halls of of the pilgrin taken for granted, people laid him away in their minds Harvard toward the outer breastworks of Manhattan, Plank laughed a little, and } quared ja ixed almost as ceremoniously as they had laid away the memory interested Siward; and he said so in his pleasant wa ! ifter a fe moments: tl of his mother. Nothing halted because he was not present; without offense, and with a smiling question at the end It is curious th ha 1 cast aw i nothing was delayed, rearranged or abandoned because ‘Worth while?” re peate d Plank, flushing heavil) It is lam waiting for with all the patience l have in me A his familiar presence chanced to be missing. There re- worth while to me. I have always desired to be a part of et it is alwa ours to pick up again whenever you mained only one more place to fill at a cotillon, dinner or the best that there is in my own country; and the best is and I may never live to px t bridge party; only another man for opera box or week's here, isn’t it?” He was so perfectly right that Siward said nothi: ir end; one man the more to be counted on, one more man “Not necessarily,’’ said Siward, still smiling The fact, he could have no particular int r pathy for to be counted out transferred to the credit of profit and noisiest is here, and some of the best a man quest of what he hi I did not ler ind t! loss, and the ledger closed for the season. Which ¢s the best?" inquired Plank naively lack of Those born without a tag ticketing the and The day that Siward left New York to visit everybody's “Why, all plain people, whose education, breeding and _ their positions in the world were perforce ticketed. Siwat friend, Mr. Mulqueen, in the country, Plank called on him fortune permit them the luxury of thinking, and whose took it for granted that a man belonged where he wa for the second time in his life tastes, intelligence and sanity enable them to expre be met; and all he cared about was to find him ¢ hether “IT thought I'd come,” began Plank, growing redder and their thoughts. There are such people here, and some of — he happened to be a policeman or a master of fox-hound redder as he began to realize the enormity of familiarity them form a portion of the gaudier and noisier galaxy we He was, now that he knew Plank, contented to aces committed only on the warrant of impulse. ‘‘You don't call society.”’ him anywhere he met him; but Plank pward « look well.”’ “ That is what I wish to bea part of,” said Plank Could upon the social ladder were of no interest to I nd ‘It was good of you to think of me,”’ said Siward. *‘Come you tell me what are the requirements naive snobber as becoming something of at up to the library, if you’ ve a few minutes to spare an invalid ‘*T don't believe I could, exactly,” said Siward, amused So Siward directed the nversa nt he hanne Please go first; I'm a trifle lame yet.” ‘‘With us, the social system, as an established and finished and Plank, accepting another cu f tea, | ‘I—I am sorry,’’ muttered Plank, ‘very, very sorry.’’ system, has too recently been evolved from outer chaos to communicative about | ta! i At first, in the library, Plank was awkward and silent, be characteristic of anything except the crudity and energy preservation of game; at } t finding nothing to say, and nowhere to dispose of hishands, of the chaos from which it emerged The balance between confidently at Siward, he said until Siward gave him a cigar to occupy his fingers. Even wealth, intelligence and breeding has not yet been estab- Do you think it I t I 1 then he continued to sit uncomfortably, his bulk balanced lished —not from lack of wealth or intelligence The at Black Fell | have heard t usted on a rickety, spindle-legged chair, which he stubbornly formula has not been announced, that is all It isn’t my idea of a square dea Lid if refused to exchange for another, at Siward's suggestion, ‘‘What is the formula?"’ insisted Plank That settle out of sheer embarrassment, and with a confused idea that “The formula is the receipt for a real replied But 1 i his refusal would somehow ultimately put him at his ease Siward, laughing. ‘‘At present we have its uncombined I'll take ir opinion, and t iforit. It with his surroundings. ingredients in the raw — noisy wealth and flippant fashior een the t t lor I Plank spoke of himself after a while, sounding the per- arrogant intelligence and dowdy breeding all excellent } de ( I sonal note with tentative timidity. Siward gravely encour- materials, when filtered and fused in the retort; and mar Yes, | know Gilad 1 feel that ul aged him, and in a little while the outlines of his crude of our test tubes have already precipitated pure metal t, Plank It's prett { } ) t autobiography appeared, embodying his eventless boyhood — besides, and our national laboratory is turning out fine th in a Pennsylvania town; his career at the high school; the alloys. Some day we'll understand the formula, and we I do. I —would you —I sh i t ou dawning desire for college equipment, satisfied by his weld the entire mass; and that will be society, Mr. Plank ome square shootir t the I tammered | father, who owned shares in the promising Deepvale Steel In the meanwhile,’’ repeated Plank, unsmiling, ‘‘ 1] want next season, if you ild care t Plank Company; the unhappy years at Harvard—hard to be part of the best we have. I want to be part of the You're ver 1. I should like to if I years, for he learned with difficulty; solitary years, for brightness of things. I mean, that I cannot be contented hoot at all; but I fancy my shooting days are overt he was not sought by those whom he desired to know. Then with an imitation.”’ while he ventured to speak of his father’s growing interest in “An imitation?”’ Over!

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12 ‘‘Business,”” nodded Siward, absently grave again. ‘‘I see no prospect of my idling for the next year or two.” “You are in—in Amalgamated Electric, I think,” ventured Plank. ‘Very much in,” replied the other frankly, ‘‘ You’ve read the papers and heard rumors, I suppose?’’ “Some. I don’t suppose anybody quite understands the attacks on Amalgamated.” “I don’t—not yet. Do you?” Plank sat silent, then his shrewd under lip began to protrude. “I'm wondering,” he began cautiously, ‘‘how much the Algonquin crowd understands about the matter?” Siward's troubled eyes were on him as he spoke, watching closely, narrowly. ‘I’ve heard that rumor before,” he said. ‘So have I,”’ said Plank, ‘‘and it seems incredible.” He looked warily at Siward. ‘‘Suppose it is true that the Algonquin Trust Company is godfather to Inter-County. That doesn't explain why a man should kick his own door. down when there’s a bell to ring and servants to let him in and out again, too.” ‘I have wondered,”’ said Siward, ‘‘whether the door he might be inclined to kick down is really his own door any longer.” ‘I, too,” said Plank simply. ‘‘It may belong to a per- sonal enemy —if he has any. He could afford to have an enemy, I suppose.” Siward nodded. “Then, hadn't you better—I beg your pardon! You have not asked me to advise you.” ‘‘No. I may ask your advice some day. Will you give it when I do?” ‘*With pleasure,”’ said Plank, so warmly disinterested, so plainly proud and eager to do a service that Siward, surprised and touched, found no word to utter. Plank rose. Siward attempted to stand up, but had trouble with his crutches. ‘Please don't try,” said Plank, coming over and offering his hand. ‘‘May I stop in again soon? Oh, you are off to the country for a month or two? I see. . . . You don't look very well. I hope it will benefit you. Awfully glad to have seen you. I —I hope you won't forget me.”’ ‘I am the man people are forgetting,”’ returned Siward, ‘not you. It was very nice of you to come. You are one of very few who remember me at all.” ! have very few people to remember,” said Plank; and if I had as many as | could desire I should remember you first.”’ Here he became very much embarrassed. Siward offered his hand again. Plank shook it awkwardly, and went away on tiptoe down the stairs which creaked decorously under his weight And that ended the first interview between Plank and Siward in the first days of the latter's decline. The months that passed during Siward's absence from the city began to prove rather eventful for Plank. He was finally elected a member of the Patroons Club, without serious opposition; he had dined twice with the Kemp Ferralls; he and Major Belwether were seen together at the Caithness dance, and in the Caithness box at the opera. Once a respectable newspaper reported him at Tuxedo for the week's end; his name, linked with the clergy, fre- quently occupied such space under the column headed Ecclesiastical News”’ as was devoted to the progress of the new chapel, and many old ladies began to become familiar with his name. At the right moment the Mortimers featured him be- tween two fashionable bishops at a dinner. Mrs. Venden- ning, who adored bishops, immediately remembered him among those asked to her famous annual bal poudre ; a cele- brated yacht club admitted him to membership; a whole shoal of: excellent minor clubs which really needed new members followed suit, and even the rock-ribbed Lenox, wearied of its own time-honored immobility, displayed the preliminary fidgets which boded well for the stolid candi- date. The Mountain was preparing to take the first stiff step toward Mohammed. It was the prophet’s cue to sit tight and vawn occasionally. Meanwhile he didn't want to; he was becoming anxious to do things for himself, which Leila Mortimer, of course, would not permit. It was difficult for him to understand that any effort of his own would probably be disastrous; that progress could come only through his own receptive passivity; that nothing was demanded, nothing required, nothing permitted from him as yet, save a capacity for assimilating such opportunities as sections of the social system condescended to offer. For instance, he wanted to open his art gallery to the public; he said it was good strategy; and Mrs. Mortimer at upon the suggestion with a shrug of her pretty shoulders Well, then, couldn't he possibly do something with his great, gilded ballroom? No, he couldn't; and the less in evidence his galleries and his ballrooms were at present the better his chances with people who, perfectly aware that he possessed them, were very slowly learning to over- look the insolence of the accident that permitted him to possess what they had never known the want of. THE SATURDAY EVENING POST Yes, he was doing well; for that despotic beauty, Sylvia Landis, whose capricious perversity had recently aston- ished those who remembered her in her first season as a sweet, reasonable and unspoiled girl, was always friendly with him. That must be looked upon as important, con- sidering Sylvia's unassailable position, and her kinship to the autocratic old lady whose kindly ukase had for genera- tions remained the undisputed law in the social system of Manhattan. “There is another matter,” said Leila Mortimer inno- cently, as Plank, lingering after a disastrous rubber of bridge with her, her husband and Agatha Caithness, had followed her into her own apartments to write his check for what he owed. ‘‘You've driven with me so much and you come here so often and we are seen together so frequently that the clans are sharpening up their dirks for us. And that helps some.” He considered her, started to speak, checked himself, and swung around to the desk again. His pen hovered over the space to be filled in. He tried to recollect the amount, hesitated, dated the check and affixed his signature, still trying to remember; then he looked at her over his shoulder. “I forget the exact amount.” She surveyed him for a m~ ment, but made no answer. ‘I forget the amount,” ie repeated. “So do I,”’ she nodded indolently. “But I ii ‘Let it go. Besides, I shall not accept it.” He flushed up, astonished. ‘‘ You can’t refuse to take a gambling debt.” ‘I do,”’ she retorted coolly. ‘‘I'm tired of taking your money.” **But you won it.” “I’m tired of winning it. It is all I ever do win from you.” ‘**T don't know what you mean,”’ he persisted doggedly. There was a heavy, jarring step in the main living-room and Mortimer’s bulk darkened the doorway. ** Entrez, mon ami,” nodded Leila, glancing up. ‘* Where is Agatha?” ‘I’m going to Desmond’s,”’ he grunted, ignoring his wife's question; ‘‘do you want to try it again, Beverly ?’’ ‘I can’t make Leila take her own winnings,”’ said Plank, holding out the signed but unfilled check to Mortimer, who took it and scrutinized it for a momes, rubbing his heavy, inflamed eyes; then gesticulating, the check fluttering in his puffy fingers. ‘“‘Come on,” he insisted. ‘‘I’ve a notion that I can give Desmond a whirl that he won’t forgetinahurry. Agatha’s asleep; she’s going to that b-ll—where is it?” he de- manded, turning on his wife. ‘‘Yes, yes; the Page blow-out. You're going, I suppose? ‘All right,”’ continued Mortimer impatiently; ‘‘you and Agatha won't start before one. And if you think Plank had better go, why, we'll be back here in time.” “That means you won't be back at all,”’ observed his wife coolly; ‘‘and it’s good policy for Beverly to go where he’s asked. Can't you turn in and sleep now, and amuse your friend Desmond to-morrow night?” ““No, I can’t. What a fool I'd be to let a chance slip when I feel like a winner!” ‘*You never feel otherwise when you gamble,” said Leila. “Yes, I do,” he retorted peevishly. ‘‘I can tell almost every time what the cards are going to do to me. Leila, go to sleep. We'll be back here for you by one, or half- past.’ ‘Look here, Leroy,”” began Plank, ‘‘there’s one thing I can’t stand for, and that’s this continual loss of sleep. If I go with you I'll not be fit to go to the Pages’.”’ ‘*‘What a farmer you are!’’ sneered Mortimer. ‘I believe you roost on the foot board of your bed, like a confounded turkey. Come on! You'd better begin training, you know. People in this town are not going to stand for the merry ploughboy game, you see!” But Plank was shrewdly covering his principal reason for declining; he had too often ‘‘temporarily’’ assisted Mortimer at Desmond’s and Burbank’s, when Mortimer, cleaned out and unable to draw against a balance non- existent, had plucked him by the sleeve from the faro-table with the breathless request for a loan. “1 tell you I can wring Desmond dry to-night,”’ repeated Mortimer sullenly. ‘‘It isn't a case of ‘want to,’ either; it’s a case of ‘got to.’ That old pink-and-white rabbit, Belwether, got me into a game this afternoon, and between him and Voucher and Alderdine I'm stripped clean as a kennel bone.”’ But Plank shook his head, pretending to yawn; and Mortimer, glowering and lingering, presently went off, his swollen hands thrust into his trousers’ pockets, his gross features dark with disgust; and presently they heard the front door slam, and a rattling tattoo of horses’ feet on the asphalt ; and Leila sprang up impatiently, and, passing Plank, traversed the passage to the windows of the front room. ‘‘He’s taken the horses —the beast!" she said calmly, as Plank joined her at the great windows and looked out into the night, where the round, drooping, flower-like globes of the electric lamps spread a lake of silver. July 21, 1906 It wasrather roughon Leila. The Mortimers maintained one pair of horses only; and the use given them at all hours resulted in endless scenes, and an utter impossibility for Leila to retain the same coachman and footman for more than a few weeks at a time. ‘‘He won't come back; he'll keep Martin and the horses standing in front of Delmonico’s all night. You'd better call up the stables, Beverly.” So Plank called up a livery and arranged for trans- portation at one. “Turn in, if you want to,”’ she said, her voice indistinct, smothered by her pink palm. ‘‘ You're to dress in Leroy’s quarters.” “IT don’t want to turn in just yet.” ‘‘You said you needed sleep.” “Ido. But it’s not eleven yet.” She slipped into another posture and looked dreamily at him. ‘*Who is she?" she asked in a colorless voice. ‘‘Tell me, for I don’t know. Agatha? Marion Page? Mrs Vendenning? Or the Tassel girl?”’ ‘‘Nobody — yet,”” he admitted cheerfully. ‘‘Nobody — yet,”” she repeated. ‘‘That’s good politics, if it’s true.”’ ‘‘Am I untruthful?” he asked simply. ““T don’t know. Are you? You're a man.” ‘Don't talk that way, Leila.” ‘‘No, I won't. What is it that you and Sylvia Landis have to talk about so continuously every time you meet?” ‘‘She’s merely civil to me,”’ he explained. ‘‘That’s more than she is to a lot of people. What do you talk about?”’ “I don’t know—nothing in particular; mostly about Shotover, and the people there last summer.”’ ‘**Doesn’t she ever mention Stephen Siward?”’ ‘Usually. She knows I like him.” ‘She likes him, too,”’ said Leila, looking at him steadily “IT know it. Everybody likes him —or did. I do, yet.” “‘T do, too,” observed Mrs. Mortimer coolly. ‘I was in love with him. He was only a boy then.” Plank nodded in silence. ‘Where is he now -do you know?” she asked. ‘*He’s in the country somewhere,” replied Plank cautiously. ‘I stopped in to see him the other day, but nobody seemed to know when he would return.” For a long interval of silence Mrs. Mortimer sat there in her chair, changing her position restlessly from moment to moment; and at length she lay quite still, so long that Plank began to think she had fallen asleep in her chair. He rose. She did not stir, and, passing her, he instinc- tively glanced down. Her cheeks, half-buried against the back of the chair, were overflushed; under the closed lids the lashes glistened wet in the lamplight. Surprised, embarrassed, he halted, as though afraid to move; and she sat up with a nervous shake of her shoulders. ‘*What a life!’’ she said, under her breath; ‘‘ what a life for a woman to lead!" ‘*‘Wh-whose?”’ he blurted out. ‘*Mine!”’ He stared at her uneasily, finding nothing to say. He had never before heard anything like this from her. “Can't anybody help me out of it?” she said quietly. “Who? How? Do you mean 7 “Yes, I mean it! I mean it! I a And suddenly she broke down, in a strange, stammering, tearless way, opening the dry flood-gates over which rattled an avalanche of words — bitter, breathless phrases, rushing brokenly from lips that shrank as they formed them. Plank sat inert, te corroding echo of the words clattering in his ears. And after a while he heard his own altered voice sounding persistently in repetition: “Don’t say those things, Leila; don’t tell me such things.”’ “Why? Don't you care “Yes, yes, I care; but I can’t do anything! I have no business to hear—to see you this way.” ‘To whom can I speak, then, if I cannot speak to you? To whom can I turn? Where am I to turn, in all the world?” **T don't know,” he said fearfully; ‘‘the only way is to go on.”’ ‘‘What else have I done? What else am I doing?" she cried. ‘Goon? Am I not trudging on and on through life, dragging the horror of it behind me through the mud, except when the horror drags me? To whom am I to turn?” She laughed, her haunted eyes fixed on his “Ts there no chance for me? Because I drag his bedraggled name about with me, is there no decent chance, no decent hope? I —I think 4d Her hands, outstretched, trembled, then flew to her face; and she stood there swaying, until Plank perforce stepped to her side and steadied her against him. So they remained for a while, until she looked up dazed, weary, ashamed, expecting nothing of him; and when it came, leaving her still incredulous, his arms around her, his tense, flushed face recoiling from their first kiss, she did not seem to comprehend } | }

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THE SATURDAY EVENING POST 13 “T can't turn on him,” he stammered ; ‘‘I—weare friends, than her eyes; yet the strange and effective harmony until an old lady sent for him; and he went and talked you see. How can I love you if that is so?” was evident, and Plank spoke of the splendor of the about bishops for nearly an hour to her, until his cor ‘Could you love me?” she asked calmly. gems. dition bordered on fret f j the old lad ving wat and . “*I—I don’t know. I did love —I do care for— another She nodded indifferently, saying they were new, and peevish woman. I can’t marry her, though | am given to under- that she had picked them up at Tiffany's; and he mentally Kathryn Tassel employed him for supper, and kept him | stand there is a chance. Perhaps it is partly ambition,” sketched out the value of the diamonds, a trifle surprised, busy while she herself was immersed in a dawning affai he said honestly, ‘‘for 1 am quite sure she has never cared because Leila Mortimer had carefully informed him about with Fleetwood. She did everything to } except to for me, never thought of me in that way. I think aman _ the condition of the Caithness exchequer. tip him; and her insolence was the last straw can’t stand that long.” That youthful matron herself appeared ina few moments, Then, unexpectedly in the throng, two wonderful sea ‘ ‘‘No; only women can. Who is she?" very lustrous, very lovely in her fragrant, exotic brightness blue eves encountered his, deepening to violet with pleasun | “You won't ask me, will you?"’ and Plank for the first time thought that she was handsome — and the trailing sweetness of a voice he knew was repeating ‘‘No. Are you sorry that I am in love with you?” the vigorous, youthful incarnation of Life itself, ir his name, and a slim, white-gloved hand lay in his ow1 His arms unclasped her body, and he stepped back, contrast to Agatha’s almost deathly beauty. She greeted Her Ferrall, nodded to him pleasant! ~ facing her. him not only without a trace of embarrassment, but with leaned rward from Ferrail’'s arm, saving, under | “Are you?” she asked violently. such a friendly, fresh, gay confidence that he scarcely breath, ‘‘I have saved a dance for you. Please ask i “Ne. recognized in her the dry-eyed, feverish woman of an hour at once. Quick! do you want me?” ' **You speak like a man,’’ she said tremulously. ‘“‘Am ago, whose very lips shrank back, scorched by the torrent 1 1 do,"’ stammered Plan} . I to be permitted to adore you in peace, then— decently, of her own invective Ferrall, suspicious, stepped forward to exchange civilities and in peace?”’ And so they drove the three short blocks to the Pages’ then turning to the girl beside him See here, Syivia ‘Don't speak that way, Leila. I—there is no woman, in their hired livery; the street was inadequate for the vou've dragged me all over t} house on one pretext orf | no friend, | care for as much as I do you. It is easy, I crush of vehicles; and the glittering pressure within the another. Do you want ar ipper, or don't you If you think, for a woman, like don't, it’s our dance : you, to make a man care No, I don't. No, it for her. You will not do isn’t. Ker annoy it, will you?” m ‘**T will,” she said softly. That's a ni hing to | “It’s no use; I can't say! Is it your delicately turnonhim. | can’t! He ir ible wa f Ma is my friend, you see.” me my j ‘‘Let him remain so. I \ t n} shall do what I can. Let nodded M Landis him remain a monument coo ma ) to his fellow-beasts. What now ¢ do | care? Do you think You'r poiled, that's I desire to turn you into wha the matter re his image? Do you think torted Ferrall wrathfully | hope for your degrada- | thought I was to have | tion and mine? Are you thisdance. You said , , afraid I should not recog- | said ‘perhaps,’ be nize love unaccompanied cause I didn't see Mr by the attendant beast? Plank « r to claim it I I don’t know you had Thar \ Kemp, for finding him Her nod and smile took the edge from her malice better teach me, if I prove blind. If you can love me, do so in charity before I go blind forever.” She laid one hand on his arm, looked at him, then turned and passed slowly through the doorway. “If you are going to sleep before we start you had better be about it!” she said, looking back at him from the stairs. But he had no further need of sleep; and for a long while he stood at the windows watching the lamps of cabs and car- riages sparkling through the leafless thickets of the park like winter fireflies. Ferrall, who really adored dancing, glared about for anybody, and presently cornered the trightened and ret lected débutante who had hated Plank Svivia, standing beside Plank, looked up at him with her confident and friendly smile You don't care to dance do you Would you mind if we sat out this dance?”’ If you'd rather,”’ he said Threading their dim way into the farther re At one o'clock, hearing cesses they found seats Agatha Caithness speak to among thickets of forced j Leila’s maid, he left the lilacs overhung by early window and, sitting down Wistaria A springlike at the desk, telephoned dor hung in the air } to Desmond's; and he was mewhers tiny four informed that Mortimer, hard hit, had signified his tain grew musical in the emi-dark me intention of recouping at Marion told me you | Burbank’s. Then he man- had been asked,” sh aged to get Burbank’s on said We have been so | the wire, and finally Mor- friendly: you've alwa timer himself, but was asked me to dance whet i only cursed for his pains ever we ha net I . and cut off in the middle thought I'd save you or of his pleading. Ar flattered, Mr So he wandered upstairs Pla into Mortimer'’s apart- H iid he w r ments, where he dressed, plea ! ctl in ] and finally descended, to d 1, and nvineed > find Agatha Caithness : Ly % f her purp 4 purpo alone in the library. : oneness " never even tacitly ad ‘‘T understand that Mr. * What a Life!"’ She Said, Under Her Breath; “ What a Life for a Woman to Lead!" mitted between them: and Mortimer is not coming t} id loneliness came mn . with us,’’ she said carelessly. ‘‘Are you going to dance house was outrageous; all of which confused Plank, who er him again r ment, for | is willing that with me, if I find nobody better?”’ became easily confused by such things he should use hit Why not? Others used him; ¢ He expressed himself flattered, cautiously. He was After a while he found Marion, but she hadn't a dan body used him; and if they found no use for him they one of many who never understood this tall, white, low- left for him; neither had Rena Bonnesdel, whom he t him alone Mortimer, Fleetwood, Belwethe I] voiced girl, with eyes too pale for beauty, yet strangely encountered while she was adroitly avoiding one of the ll had something to exact from him. It was for that alluring, too. Few men denied the indefinable enchant- ever-faithful twins. The tv rht up with her in he was tolerated —he knew it; he had slow! nd unwill ment of her; few men could meet her deep-lidded, trans- consequence, and she snubbed ik for his share in tl 1 i H ion a these peop f parent gaze unmoved. disaster, which depressed him, and he started for the hom he was not one, would be endured only while ! She was wearing, over the smooth, dead-white skin of smoking-room, wherever that haven might be found. H might be turned to some account The hospital used hit her neck, a collar of superb diamonds and aquamarines got into the ballroom, however, by mistake, and adorned — the clergy found pl for him to do for th t} i almost an effrontery, as the latter were even darker — the wall, during the cotillon, as closely as his girth permitted

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14 THE SATURDAY EVENING POST THE SATURDAY EVENING POST FOUNDED A’D' 1728 PUBLISHED EVERY SATURDAY BY THE CURTIS PUBLISHING COMPANY 421 TO 427 ARCH STREET GEORGE HORACE LORIMER, EDITOR PHILADELPHIA, JULY 21, 1906 The Examination Bugbear see written examination as a method of testing knowl- edge has been largely discredited by the ‘‘New Education.”’ In its place has grown up the system of “Certificating,”” by which accredited students are passed on from grade to grade, or from school to college, on the evidence of class-work and the teacher's personal judgment of his pupils’ qualifications. There is scarcely a college west of Buffalo that nowadays exacts written examinations from candidates for admission. Some educators have even boldly proposed to admit to college all boys and girls of a given age without test ‘or certificate of any sort, and then teach them whatever they are prepared to learn. That would throw open the gates to all comers who had a fancy for a higher education. Meantime, the written test is being applied in new fields, as the civil-service idea has gained ground, and the comic papers are having their fling at written examinations for day-laborers, policemen, night watchmen and so forth. Boys and girls dislike to take examinations for obvious reasons. Teachers do not like to read examination-papers, perhaps because they feel that their pupils often fail to do credit to them under the conditions of excitement and strain which accompany an examination where it is im- portant to ‘‘pass.’’ Se they are in the habit of asserting that the written examination is of ‘‘slight educational vaiue.”” That is still an open question, and one on which the lay mind of the parent can properly exercise an inde- pendent judgment. For all the ridicule of the comic papers, the civil-service examinations are likely to stand for the simple reason that no other method of testing quali- fications can be found. But the school and college examination will disappear altogether unless there is a reaction against the present tendency to ignore written tests. Will our educators find some better method of testing what their pupils really know? Insurance for the Rich QO’ R rich men have got into the habit of giving liberally o charity, religion and education. These are all “good things’’; they appeal to the warm heart, whether its owner is particularly religious or highly educated. It requires no effort of the imagination to see their util- ity to the public. And a man who endows a university or founds a hospital gets a direct return on his investment in the added esteem of his neighbors. But there is another reason, deeper than vanity, more eternal than altruism, that may unconsciously stimulate the rich to give liberally in these directions. Religion, charity and education are all conservative forces: they tend to keep society as it is, to make it run along the old lines that proved so prosperous to the giver, and to induce the present generation to be content with those stable conditions of society that enable the rich to get richer and enjoy what they have got. Es- pecially education it is the best agent of stability that has ever been found. The more education men get, at the average university, so long as there is any room left on the ladder above them, the more cautious they become about upsetting or radically altering a world that has given them so much and promises more. Our universities are really great hothouses of regulated ambitions where the young plants climb along the old trellises and bloom contentedly under glass. It is not necessary that the professors should preach conservatism or doctor their learning to suit the prejudices of the rich. It makes little difference what they teach: they them- selves are living examples of the benefit of playing the game along the established lines. They are members of a protected class. Therefore, a Field, or a Rockefeller, or a Morgan who wishes to contemplate the picture of his descendants enjoying the fruits of his labor even to the fifth generation, can do no better than to give a liberal percentage of his wealth to colleges, no matter what may be taught in them. It is a low insurance-premium to pay against the dangers of social earthquake. Lo, the Poor Farmer! VERY year, about this time, the greater business world looks anxiously to the farmer, and the foremost question is: How will the crops turn out? This year the anxiety is more acute than common: because it is felt that affairs are rather overstrained and could ill support the shock of a crop-failure. This annual confession of de- pendence upon the farmer is exceedingly humiliating, because the farmer is the only person whom our system leaves to shift for himself. Everybody else’s prosperity, if he has any, is benevolently provided for him by the high powers of politics and finance. It is due, as we are daily reminded, to our protective tariff and to our cap- tains of industry, who good-naturedly build railroads and mills, open mines and develop territories in order that labor may find employment. These excellent men in their own phrase—‘‘ give”’ work to the entire indus- trial population. But the poor farmer! He has practically nothing for a high tariff to protect. His only important function under that beneficent scheme is to pay high tariff prices for his clothes and furniture. And the utmost the captains of industry can do for him—with the kindest intentions in the world—is to charge him such freight rates as the traffic will bear and crack up the cost of his coal, sugar and tobacco. They cannot consolidate him, or finance him, or issue him in highly-watered stock, or ‘‘ give’? him work. It is, therefore, humiliating for the rest of us, who prosper by the bounty of a system which, on the whole, treats the farmer pretty shabbily, to have to stand around every summer and anxiously inquire what the farmer is going to do for us. Whose Income Should be Taxed? T IS surprising that the President’s remarks about limiting large fortunes should arouse such fervid argu- ment, when we consider that this subject has been under discussion for more than a generation in other parts of the world. In England, and most European countries, the income and the inheritance taxes are well accepted prin- ciples of taxation. The stronger backs have to bear the greater part of the load, as would seem simply logical. In some countries, however, they make a distinction in taxing property, whether it is acquired or merely inherited that is, whether it is the fruit of its possessor’s labor or the gift of kind Fortune. That would seem to bea sensible distinction to make— to tax effortless wealth and to refrain from discouraging active wealth-production. It places a compensating disability upon the children of the rich for selecting rich parents. This principle, however, would not always work perfect justice. Some of the most notable of American fortunes have not strained the sweat from their creators’ brows. To sit in with the right crowd on a ‘‘syndicate operation,” to borrow life-insurance funds fer a sure-thing speculation, or to buy a piece of special legislation —these, among other common sources of large incomes, are not entitled to any respect over and above inherited millions. Nor are all large professional incomes sanctified by the sweat of the brow. In popular estimation, the doctor who gets four thousand dollars for cutting out a rich man’s appendix ought to be well squeezed for his cheek, and the trust-lawyer who pockets a rake-off of a couple of hun- dred thousand dollars for devising some court-proof legal instrument is hardly deserving of exemption. It would require all the wisdom of Solomon and the Supreme Court combined to discriminate. in the matter of the income tax. Let all alike pay according to the size of their pocketbooks. The Dangers of Democracy EVERAL Senators objected to appropriating $25,000 J to pay the President's traveling expenses on the ground that it savored of the pomp and circumstance of royalty which naturally brings up the old question whether a man can be a true democrat and wear a clean shirt every day. Probably the preponderance of opinion nowadays is in the affirmative; but, for our part, we doubt it. We never had the same faith in the famous Mr. Simpson, of Kansas, after learning that he did, in fact, wear socks. It does not follow that if a President's traveling expenses were defrayed out of the treasury of the United States, instead of out of the treasury of the Pennsylvania, or some other railroad company, he would thereupon discard his frock coat for an opera-cloak, his silk hat for a golden circlet, and require July 21, 1906 people to kisshishand. Nevertheless, a perfect democracy is the most rare of all human states, and the most difficult toattain. Wehave known a red-hot, brotherhood-of-man Socialist to turn pink with indignation because a brother man sat down at his table in shirt-sleeves; and an advanced Anarchist to express high disgust because another free human being was exceedingly prosy in conversation. Certain orators of the Teamsters’ Union were very strong on democracy, yet cordially approved breaking the legs of non-union brothers. And if the male half of mankind perpetually falls victim to its little class prejudices and prepossessions in this wise, what can be said for the democracy of the female half? Did ever woman, in her right mind, enbosom her kitchen maid and call her sister? Perfect democracy is the rarest of human states, and the most insecure. A single pair of silken hose, a high hat, a dinner-coat, even a calling-card, starts up a subtle, in- sidious corruption in it. Soon the man begins to draw a line of distinction between himself and brother humans who happen to be stupid, or dirty, or drunk, or in some other merely external way differ from himself. A Supreme Court JoKe HE Supreme Court has handed out a bitter joke to those financial gentlemen who have been toying with the Chicago traction properties. Eminent counsel told them that they hadasure thing: thanks to the so-called ‘“‘ ninety- nine-year”’ act, the companies had rights of operation that the city would be obliged by the courts to respect, and must grant them the kind of franchise they wanted. On the strength of this opinion by eminent counsel, Mr. Morgan and his associates took over a miscellaneous scrap-heap of traction property at a very fancy figure and held it on spec- ulation. They were haughty with the city. Relying on what eminent counsel said about an ancient specimen of venal legislation, the companies for a long time made faces, so to speak, at the city council and the public. ‘‘ What are you going to do about it, anyway?"’ they said. When the city council refused their ‘‘compromise,’’ and the mayor kept on talking municipal ownership, the traction gentle- men withdrew from negotiations. ‘We can’t do business with this council,” they said with a righteous air. ‘‘The city must come to its senses.” And they proceeded to help in this operation by giving the people of Chicago the worst street-car service that has ever been seen. Then the Court spoke: it held that the famous act was valid —the words were no sooner out of the judge’s mouth than the traction stocks began to jump on the New York Exchange— but the Court held further the act merely ex- tended the life of the corporations. It gave them no rights beyond what they had from the city. Mr. Morgan and his friends can go on electing boards of directors, holding meet- ings and voting salaries until some time in 1956. But meantime they will have to get off the streets of Chicago when the city tells them to go. The eminent counsel were all right: their clients get the shadow and the city the bone. The traction people haven't been heard from at last report. When they find their voices, it is likely that they will speak in a lower tone. Fixing the Blame N A WORLD which is a sphere and not an inclined plane we cannot go up-hill forever. Six months ago some of the ablest observers of American business began making comments of a cautionary character. For more than two years the trend had been pretty steadily upward and the pace rapid. Commodity prices were very high, credits over-expanded—as shown by the state of the money market. In two years the average price of active stocks had increased more than sixty per cent.; big corporations had taken up a thousand millions of new capital. So it was argued that some reaction was, probably, abcut due. Through the spring this note of caution pervaded most of the authoritative utterance regarding the business outlook. The probabilities still favor a presumption that the end of the year will show some recession from the high-water mark of January, 1906, and, if any staple crop should fail, the probability would be decidedly heightened But of late the warning voice has been pitched in a quite new key. It says we are going to have a reaction because President Roosevelt insisted upon freight-rate regulation and packing-house inspection. If the reaction comes—as is rather likely—the prophets will, of course, point long, solemn fingers at it as a dreadful example of the results of “interfering with private business.” Good Republicans faithfully asserted that the panic of 1893—due to specula- tion, alittle assisted by the Republican silver-purchase law was the direct result of electing a Democratic President. When astronomy was an esoteric science, astute kingly politicians utilized eclipses for all they were worth in the way of ‘‘working”’ the public. Wall Street never gets over a speculative spree without looking around to find some- body whom it can blame for its bloodshot eyes and aching head. }

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af THE SATURDAY EVENING POST THE GHOST OF YOUTH An Echo from the Past and a Dream of the Future ARKED with the latest Gern stock quotations, the tape came curling out . . . : _ if i of its glass cage and lay coiled B Y W I | | , | A M H A R D stopped { iha on the floor like a lithe serpent, been a good thing, e} strangling the office in its folds Well! Strauss was a famous charmer of this EI I KI TE : me — 2 bea Socialist. He said it wast , } serpent, but as it wound itself about his 1 much gover } wl arms and slid through his hands on this ry, too complicated —1 enougt particular morning he looked surprised plicity. The vernment should not d and baffled erything. The best wav would bs “Terrible thing, this tape, is it not ave the government do not} + @ so?” he said. ‘‘It is a snake you say it And if everv o er tha looks like? There is something in that. would not be bad Rut he thought My friend Rhinegelder, that I used to every one was as good as he ‘ Why know in the gymnasium at Breslau, he nee I found him with a mouse in } has collected all kinds of snakes in handkerchief and he did not know what South America and in other places. { with . ine De . And Rhinegelder has made researches i go his } f into the languages of the snakes. But he put it « i killed if he could see this snake he would want vith the col it, eh? It is the biggest python in the He wa , } , hat world. And it talks all right, eh? But I hief, look in who ha Rhinegelder never got caught by it decide somett Some day when I go back to Breslau and France and | lr} . Rhinegelder is come back, too, I will tell rreat time him about it. But he is now in Java What did } Heput thet ‘ ‘There is a snake there with a pink in a big ca When he lef stomach that is not in any museum in he univer he ha ; Germany. And Rhinegelder had to go that cage If he had 1 and look for it, because there is another I do not know what he would } great scientist called Finnheim who is But his wife killed the i likewise looking for it, and they pass by No, Zim be a in the jungle where there are no other cialist. It was tl ( white men for three hundred miles, and ba rsand ¢ his beard they will not speak the one to the other, by the ent not but just go by in silence as if they did I bea Ss | is what we not see themselves, because they are both ised to say to hit We used to tr great scientists looking for that snake make him angr But he would not “There is nothing which I can do to- That would have been too complicated day I can just look at the tape and see So we could me rt ke hit 1 how the markings on it are changing iat ¥ | Oh, ves, I used to belong to the ‘Five points off this morning for Sete ; | Socialist Party That was after the Traction! That is the way with this asin aaah iia aaa time I was telling i: about when I did snake, eh? It gets a new coat too often His Words Seemed Like Bubbles from the Secret Springs of a Distant Past not belong 1 belonged How we used And, let me tell you, it is this writing to work! It was fine. talking in business that is making all the trouble. This writing busi- fishgirl!’ How does that sound now? But in Breslau it halls to people about changing everything and making ness is bad for the real business. It is those articlesin the was beautiful every body: be brotherly to everybody else. No more fight Herald. Who will buy the stocks when the Herald is print- **IT was a young man then. And I used tothink. Tused ing! No more wars between Germans in Austria and ing all those articles about the directors? Cannot the to think all the time. There is great pleasure in thinking. Germans in Germany! No more wars even between editor see that articles are bad for business? ‘You cannot do much thinking when you are looking at Germans and Frenchmen! No more armies and goit “I know how itis. I wrote an article once myself whenI the ticker. To think, it is necessary to have a free mind away from home to fight some other men who wer was in Germany. But that was when I did not know so and to sit down at the table with two or three other young away from home, too, and who had » ind boys and much as I now know. men and drink just a little beer and be talking. Seven or — girls who would cry just like women and children ery in “I know that fellow that is writing those articles in the eight steins. You must not drink enough to be stupid. Germany! Herald. He isa Socialist. I knowit. He would not write Seven or eight steins and some friends. That is when you And no more fighting in business to take another mat that way if he was not a Socialist. He don’t care what he can think. It is a great pleasure, let me tell you. Ther busine iway from himand from hisfamilv! Wt hould does to business. you can have sentiments his family be sad because some other man was a better ‘‘A thousand dollars I lost yesterday. It is not pleasant “Yes, some of my friends were Socialists. Why do you business man than he was? But everybody working for I tell you, the only thing for people to do is to give every laughsome more? Youthink I could not havesentiments? Germany all together! And not for Germany only, | Socialist ten thousand dollars. Then they won't write Well, you are not right for the whole world! That was a grand idea! The ¢ these articles that upset everything. That is what to do to ‘* Let me tell you, I was not always a good business ma perative brotherhood of mar That was a fine sound them, eh? That will fix them. I will subscribe to the fund When I was young I was a student. I will tell you mor wa not That is a fine dream, el if somebody will begin it I, myself, I was interested in Socialism that time when | Just think, 1 used to take pamphlets and carry ther **Oh, yes, I know what these Socialists are. You think as reading Karl Marx. It was not in the curriculum, but round and give them to people and leave them at the doo I do not, but I do I was interested other peopl I, Hermann Strauss, I used to do that “You think I know nothing but this stock market. Let ‘‘And if you say I could not have sentiments, I will And let me tell you, Lam proud that at one time in my life me tell you, when I was a young man I bet I was more lively vou I used to do somethings besides reading Karl Ma ] ild have sentiments like those | ild not have the than you. I used to know these Socialists overin Germany. 1 used to go and hear Bebel talk. That’s what I did when! always, but then, if I had never had t1 1 we not | They were where I was over there. I knew many of them was voung ked it im proud, I tell you, that when I in those days. I was a young man then, and I was very “No, | was not a member of the Socialist part Wi was capable to have them adventurous! I do not know many Socialists over here. do you ask me tiat? But I was only twenty years old and It lifferer th these ticl Very few Socialists come to the office I was full of life. I was able to dream in those day Ther } must not misunderstand me [ is Ol I ‘But if you say I do not know the Socialists, you are was twenty or thirty of us, young fellows, all readir ng. Y re ul mistaken. Karl Marx, he has written a big book. Ihave thinking and talking! Read about everythir l iutiful in the dre l read him. Yes, that is right. You need not laugh. And about everything! Talk about everything! you must not go telling about it. But I have read him I remember how the library used to bs lar nd I ng I am telling you as friend to friend amp with mould or ind just a f twit f I} ‘Oh, there were great days when I wasatthegymnasium lamps and a little, little mar th eat | bush for a the r I} and at the University at Breslau. That isin Silesia. And beard. He used to car he | and |} there are books there. It is not only newspapers every two ttle goblin in a cave ist e Mir her or three minutes all day, so you keep on read me Siegfried. That's ‘ \ | thing over and over on a ditferent pag evening we would i wha } l “There are books over there and poetry. Did you ever reading r read poetry? I was for Heine. I had a bet with Zimmer Zimmer was afunny man. He wasan Anarchist. He member ‘ r I in those days that for every stein of beer that he could drink had a beard, to But ich a ce entle. fluff ‘ WH . me 7 in a week I could repeat one poem from Heine. I would Not like a bush. More like a weed. And |} i I next d ractior have won that bet, too, if I had made it with any one except never cut it Never! hir ‘ re Zimmer. But if it was not for my wife now when she plays “He believed in simplicity He was an anarcl \ ing profe rat the ut Schubert and sings the poetry with the music, I would not ‘Manners should be | i. He mad " i Socia th ef I even know ‘Du Schoenes Fischermaedchen’ You pretty tion with tables once, shov } much t ‘ r ! t

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THE SATURDAY EVENING POST In certain parts of the world this confes- sion would have made but small stir. Asa maturer professorial brother remarked, Bernard Shaw had been permitted to re- main in London for many years, and, so far as he could see, London was quite as safe for a man with a gold watch as Chicago. Conservative business men, however, whose reading did not — to foreign literary performances, seemed to apprehend an immediate amalt upon their warehouses. They gave out interviews in which ingenious reporters inveigled them into deploring the insufficiency of the police force. They also held a meeting at the club at which they called upon the trustees of the university to dam up the torrent of Anarchism which was sweeping unimpeded down upon the bulwarks of American institutions. The reporters went out to the university to see the torrent. They found a brown young man in flan- nels, sitting on the grass beside a tennis- court and moodily pounding dandelions with his racquet. He told the reporters that the social revo- lution would begin in about five years. With tiie omission of the word ‘‘social,’’ this statement was enough to bury its author under another avalanche of detestation and disgust. The young prefessor now began to feel very lonely. As he moved about in the library, preparing the speech with which he nied to signalize his advent into the Socialist Party, he was conscious that the students and professors with whom he rubbed shoulders were really miles away from him. He had not received a word of support or of encouragement from any one he knew. He would have to resign. And then what could he do? scholar, nothing else. He had injured his university, his family and himself. He had sacrificed everything in order to speak a thought. When the night of his speech at last arrived he was sick with fatigue. He sank down into his chair on the plat- form with the relaxed and drooping move- ments of an exhausted man. There were about four hundred persons present and there were many vacant chairs. “The Republic will not be overthrown for at least another year,” said Raymond gravely at the reporters’ table. It was clear that conservative and outraged citizens had not chosen tocome. It was clear, also, that few ordinary workingmen had come. The audience was almost entirely composed of the young men and women who were veteran attendants at such meetings. Their earnest and hopeful faces were lifted with enthusiasm to the speaker as he ascended the platform. Just then Hermann Strauss appeared softly in the doorway, tiptoed twenty feet down the hall and took a seat in the last row. ‘Well, what do you think of that?’ said Raymond. ‘It’s Strauss, sure enough, isn't it?’’ said another reporter. When the professor was once on his feet his enervation was changed into a tense frenzy. He forgot all about his alienated friends, all about his approaching resigna- tion, all about his void and formless future. The pre sent moment at least was his. He

had sacrificed everything to it. Now he we so taste every drop of it in its fullest flavor. There was no malice in that young man. He took the worm called man and gave him wi and bade him soar, and the future that he painted was one in which each man's toil was every man’s gain and no man’s loss, and in which the wealth of the world was no longer a grab-bag for the strug- gles of the powerful, but the common object to which the strong and the weak in the proportion of their ability commonly con- tributed for the erection of Walt Whitman's ty of brothers in brotherliness abiding. When he concluded, the audience rose to its feet. When it sat down again there was one man, Hermann Strauss, still left standing. Strauss came uncertainly down as if he moving in a dream. was flushed. His eyes seemed bu hind films of tears the aisle His face rning be- were

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they would be like this young professor from an American university. The young professor was noble. He could see beautiful things because his heart was pure. It was ideas that kept the heart pure. Zimmer had a pure heart, but he did not know where Zimmer was now. A book in Germany and a book in America, they were the same. He had not read Walt Whitman. But a man who was a poet in America, he would have been a poet in Germany. Poets and young men they should walk together As Strauss spoke he came nearer and nearer the platform till at last he stood upon the steps, still addressing the young pro fessor. His words seemed like bubbles from the secret springs of a distant past. They rose from his lips more and more incoher- ently as he ascended the steps of the plat- form and approached the young professor's chair. There was too much fighting in the world, he said. Most men liked too much to fight It was true Die Wacht a R} it Was a fine song, and when two men were fighting it was fine to see the sword But the tears in the eyes of women were beautiful to see, also and still it was not well to put them there It would be better if the tears were not there. There was too much fighting in busi ness, also. It made sadness Men should work together and not fight. If the young professor could make men work together it would be well. He himself had never beer able to make them do that He had never been able to do that in his own life. He did not have a son. By this time Strauss was standing beside the young professor. He stopped speaking and looked at him intently. Then suddenly he put his arm about his shoulder, turned sharply to the audience and ejaculated You listen to the young Herr Professor He is not foolish because he is young. When he is older he will be wiser, but he will be more foolish, also. It is when he has his sentiments that you must listen to him That’s what Isay. He has thoughts and he has told them to you. I applaud him with both my hands.” The audience stood on chairs and cheered The noise seemed to affect Strauss as if some one had laid hands upon him and shaken him. He started backward, shi ered from head to foot, pulled himself to- gether, turned from the young professor descended from the platform, walked stiffly up the aisle, picked up his hat, overlooked his stick and almost ran through the door

An hour later a reporter handed his stic} back to him in the library of his own house An evening papt r lay before him, opened at the financial page. He was scribbling figures on the white margin. ‘*] suppose you'll be a Socialist from now on,”’ said the reporter ‘No, that is not so,”’ said Strauss. ‘I will not do it again. You need not to Worry about my clients. They will forget this one speech. 1 can show them how to make money with the ticker, and they will coms tome. I will lose five thousand dollars for that speech, but that will be all. They will be back again. They will want money. ‘Eh? Five thousand dollars! It was cheap for that. I did not think I could feel like that again. I will pay five thousand dollars to feel like that again when I am forts -five years old! ‘Perhaps it will not be that men will work together. It is dreaming: nothing but dreaming. It will not be so long as we live more than thirty-five years each. And the life of the man is getting longer all the time But when your sentiments are cold anc they are down in the ground, and then all : once they jump up through the ground ar d dance on the grave, is it not nice to se¢ them? Itis nice to know that they still car dance, even though it is only when some fine young man comes along and walks near them. 1 am going to be with young men. But I will make no more speeches ‘That python in my office, eh? Yes In three weeks they will all be coming to my python again ‘There will be a bull movement in Trac- tion that will make that Herald fellow think he’s crazy. Traction will go up no matter what these writers say about it You get ready for that. But no more speeches about Social ‘But wouldn’t Zimmer laug rh if he knew how it came back to me? I don’t care! When I am forty-five I have felt my heart go fast just like it used to in Breslau. If Zimmer can do that, he is a lucky man.” et

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I had told Mrs. Perkins, in a laughing way not to let Allison escape; she had taken my commands liter- ally, and had obeyed them like a soldier. Dear, good Mrs. Perkins! I ran to her and hugged her then and there. ‘‘I shall never be able to thank you, Mrs. Perkins,’’ I said. ‘‘You have done more for me this day than I can ever repay.” ‘Thank you, Mr. John,” she said, ac- knowledging my embrace with great dig- nity. ‘But the young lady—will she thank me?” I hadn’t thought of that. Truly, it was a high-handed proceeding for my house- keeper to place my Allison under lock and key. ‘‘How long has she been there?”’ I asked. ‘**At least a half-hour, Mr. ‘She didn't make any —er tion?” ‘‘] haven’t heard a sound, M:. John. After I locked the door I hurried right John.” demonstra- away.” ‘‘Well, I think we’d better release her now, Mrs. Perkins.”’ **We, Mr. John?” she asked. a Perhaps it would be better for me to go | alone,”’ I said bravely. ‘I’m sure it would,” said Mrs. with decision. ‘Here is the key.” This time I mounted the stairs very slowly; I felt decidedly criminal, and not at all sure. What would Allison think? What would Allison say? What would Allison do? My courage had all but de- serted me when I stopped before the door behind which there might be a raging Allison, a weeping Allison, a haughty, imperious Allison. ft seemed so foolish to knock. It seemed so foolish to call through the door. The situation, while absurdly farcical, was to me seriously, vitally grave; my misgivings were many, and my mind uncertain. Pe rhaps it would be best just to slip the key in the keyhole and unlock the door. That, at least, would attract Allison's atten- tion, and if she wished me not to enter she would have plenty of time to tell me so while I fumbled with the lock. Yes, that was undoubtedly the best plan so with trembling fingers I started to put it into execution, ‘Is that you, John?” voice from within. Yes, Allison.” ‘*Why don’t you come in?” “I'm coming,” I replied meekly. Then, as I pushed open the door, all my mis- givings vanished; it was no raging Allison, no weeping Allison, no haughty, imperious Allison, whom I beheld — just my Allison, the spirit of my garden and the Joy of my house and heart. Reading my welcome in her eyes I ran to her and caught her in my arms. “Allison,” I whispered—‘‘Allison! You are really he re a ‘Yes, John,”’ she laughed. your old she-dragon of a housekeeper.” ‘My estimable, loyal and price ines jewel of a housekeeper,”’ I retorted. “She is, indeed,” said Allison. ‘I love her for locking me in; I really and truly didn’t want to go, John—only I had to.”’ *‘Only you thought you had to,” rected. “Tt was very real, John.” “I know,” I said. ‘‘I hope this is real. Are you sure I am not dreaming?” ‘If you like I'll pinch you,” she replied. Perkins We were married in the garden. Although the Reverend Calvin Grandison wore no churchly vestments he suited Allison in every way. And after the ceremony the dear old boy —quite unconscious, I’m sure, that he was stealing my thunder—ap- proached her with a fine, old-fashioned bow, and said: “Mr. Brooke has long been known in the neighborhood as the man with the beautiful Hereafter | shall always think of F rden é ’ | him as the man with the beautiful wife.” THE SATURDAY EVENING POST The Savoy Theatre, New York, The Marlboro Hotel at / Asbury Park and the Naval Academy at Annapolis are ty pes of important constructions for which Sackett Plaster Board was selected after exhaustive competitive tests. Sackett Plaster is made of felt and stucco rolled sheets. fectly. of eve ry sort. Board upon never to warp or crack. These are but suggestions. concerning these and many other uses of this new and novel building material will be mailed to your address on request. 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Something in the dull sadness of his face as he sat there, checked the first elaborately careless question her lips were already framing. Leaning a little nearer in the dim light she looked at him inquiringly and he returned her gaze in silence ‘‘What is it, Mr. Plank ?’’ she said. ‘‘Is anything wrong?” He knew that she did not mean to ask if anything was amiss with him. She did not care. Nobody cared. So, recognizing his cue, he answered: ‘‘No, nothing is wrong that I have heard of.”’ ‘*You wear a very solemn countenance.” ‘Gayety affects me solemnly, sometimes. It is a reaction from frivolity. I suppose that I am over-enjoying life; that is all.” She laughed, using her fan, although the place was cool enough and she had not been dancing. To and fro flitted the silken vanes of her fan, now closing impatiently, now opening again like the wings of a nervous moth in the moonlight. Sylvia was speaking now, and the plumy fan was under savant control, waving graceful accompaniment to her soft voice, punctuating her sentences at times, at times making an emphasis or outlining a gesture. It began to fascinate him to watch the delicacy of her strategy, the coquetting with her purpose; her naive advance to the very edges of it, the airy retreat, the innocent detour, the elaborate and cir- cuitous return. And at last she drifted into it so naturally that it seemed impossi- ble that fatuous man could have the most primitive suspicion of her premeditation. And Plank, now recognizing his cue answered her: ‘‘No, I have not heard that he is in town. I stopped to see him the other day, but nobody there knew how soon he intended to return from the country.” ‘**T didn’t know he had gone to the coun- try,’’ she said without apparent interest. And Plank was either too kind to ter- minate the subject, or too anxious to serve his turn and release her, for he went on ‘I thought I told you at Mrs. Ferrall's that Mr. Siward had gone to the country.” ‘Perhaps you did. No doubt I've forgotten.” ‘I’m quite sure I did, because I remem- | ber saying that he looked very ill, and you said, rather sharply, that he had no business to be ill. Do you remember?” “Yes,”’ she said slowly . “Ishe better?” 7 hope so.”’ ‘You hope so?”’ she returned with the controlled emphasis of impatience. “Yes. Don’t you, Miss Landis? When I saw him at his home he was lame —on crutches—and he looked rather gha tly, and all he said was that he expected to leave for the country. I asked him to shoot next year at Black Fells, and he seemed bothered about business, and said it might keep him from taking any vacation.” “He spoke about his business?’’ “Yes, he—" ‘What is the Is it anything about Inter-County?” 7 think so. a **Is he worried?” Plank said deliberately: ‘‘J should be if my interests were locked up in Amal- gamated Electric.” “Could you tell me why that would worry you ?”’ sheasked, smiling persuasively across at him. “No,” he said; ‘I can’t tell you.” ‘*Because I wouldn't understand ? ‘Because I myself don’t understand.” She thought a while, brushing the rose velvet of her mouth with the fan’s edge, then, looking up confidently: ‘*Mr. Siward is such a boy. I’m so gl: he has you to advise him in such matters ‘‘What matters?” asked Plank bh intly ‘‘Why, in—in financial matters.” ‘But I don’t advise him.” ““Why not?” ‘*Because he hasn't asked me to, Miss Landis.” ‘He ought to ask you. . . . He must ask you. . Don’t wait for him, Mr. Plank. 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S-55, Chicago And, as Plank was silent: “You will, won’t you?” “Do what—make his busine ss my busi- ness, without an invitation?” asked Plank, so quietly that Sylvia flushed with annoy- ance. ‘If you pretend to be his friend is it not your duty to advise him?”’ she asked imp atiently. ‘No; that is for his business associates to do. Friendship comes to grief when it crosses the frontiers of business.” ‘That is a narrow view to take, Mr. Plank.” ‘Yes, straight and narrow. The bound- aries of friendship are straight and narrow. It is best to keep to the trodden path; best not to walk on the grass or trample the flowers.”’ “IT think you are sacrificing friendship for an epigram,”’ she said, careless of, the undertone of contempt in her voice. ‘‘T have never sacrificed friendship.’ He turned, and looked at her pleasantly. ‘I never made an epigram consciously, and I have never required of a friend more than I had to offer in return. Have you?” The flush of hot displeasure stained her cheeks. ‘‘Are you really Plank?” “Yes. You have been questioning me rather seriously —have you not?” ‘I did not comprehend your definition of friendship. I did not agree with it. questioned it, not you! That is all.” Plank rested his head on one big han! and stared at the clusters of dim blossoms behind her; and after a while he said, as though thinking aloud: ‘‘Many have taken my friendship for granted, and have never offered their own inreturn. I donot knowabout Mr. Siward. There is nothing I can do for him, nothing he can do forme. If there is to be friend- ship between us it will be disinterested; ool I would rather have that than anything in the world, I think.” There was a pause; would have broken it his gesture committed her to silence with the dignity one might use in checking a persistent child. You question my definition of friend- ship, Miss Landis. I should have let your question pass, however keenly it touched me, had it not also touched him. Now I am going to say some things which lie within the straight and narrow bounds I spoke of. I never knew a man I cared for as much as I care for Mr. Siward. I know why, too. He is disinterested. I do not believe he wastes very many thoughts on me. Perhaps he will. I want him to like me, if it’s possible. But one thing you and I may be sure of; if he does not care to return the friendship I offer him he will never accept anything else from me, though he might give at my request, and that is the sort of a man he is; and that is why he is every inch a man; Landis. Do you wonder? She did not reply ‘Do you ad ?” he repeated sharply. **No,” she said. “Then ’ He straightened up, and the silent significance of his waiting attitude was plain enough to her. But she shook her head impatiently, saying: ‘I don’t know whose dance it is, and I don’t care. Please goon. It is—is pleasant. I like Mr. Siward; I like to hear men speak of him as you do. I like you for loing it. If you should ever come to care r my friends ship, that is the be t passport t your lov: alty to Mr. Siw: ard. * ‘‘No man can truthfully speak otherwise than I have spoken,” he said gravely. “No, not of these things. But you know w-what is—is usually said when his name comes up among men.” Do you mean about his habits?’’ he asked simply. Yes. Is it not questioning me, Mr. an outrage to drag in that sort of thing? It angers me intensely, Mr. Plank. Why do they doit? Is there a single one among them qualified to criti- cise Mr. Siward? And besides, it is not true any more, , is it?—what was once iid of him with—with some truth! Js Plank’s The dull red blood mantled heavy \ Lou ask meifitistrueany more. You mean about his habits. If | answer you, it is because I cannot be indifferent to what concerns him. But before I answer I ask you this: Would your interest in his fortunes matter to him?”’ She waited, head bent; then: “I don’t know, Mr. Plank,” very low. 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She turned, and looked at the dead-white neck of the girl. The collar was wonderful a miracle of pale fire. And Sylvia, | musing, let her thoughts run on, dreamy | eyes brooding. means permitted her now to have such | She was glad that Agatha’s things. It had been understood, for some years, that the Caithness fortune was in rather an alarming condition. had been able recently to do a favor or two for old Peter Caithness. She had heard the Major bragging about it. Evidently Mr. Caithness must have improved the chance, if he was able to present such gems to his daughter. And now somebody would marry her; perhaps —— Voucher, yverhaps even Alderdene ; ad it now and then, even Piank might ven- ture into the arena. . Poor Plank! More of a man than people understood. She understood. She—— As they passed out of the supper-room Sylvia paused behind Agatha’s chair and bent over her. she said, ‘‘and so are you, Agatha’’; and with a little impulsive caress for the jewels she passed on, unconscious of the delicate Lonel Howard | perhaps, asrumor | ‘The collar is beautiful,” | flush that spread from Agatha’s shoulders | to her hair. And Agatha, turning, en- countered only the stupid gaze of Plank, moving ponderously past on Sylvia's heels. “If you'll find Leila, I’m ready at any time,’’ she said carelessly, and resumed her téte-A-téte with Voucher, who had plainly been annoyed at the interruption. Plank went on, a new trouble dawning on his thickening mental horizon. completely forgotten Leila. Even with all the demands made upon him; even with all the time he had given to those whose use of him he understood, how could he have forgotten Leilaand the recent scene between them, and the new attitude and new re- lations with her that he must so carefully consider before he presented himself at the house of Mortimer again! Ferrall and his wife and Sylvia were making their adieus to Marion and her mother when he came up; and he, too, took that opportunity. Later, on his quest for Leila, Sylvia, passing through the great hall, shrouded in silk and ermine, turned to offer him her hand, saying in alow voice: ‘‘l am at home to you; do you understand? Always,” she added nervously. (TO BE CONTINUED) Arbitrary Rate-MaKing ( NE hot day afew summers ago a middle- aged man hurried over to the parcel- room in the Broad Street Station of the Pennsylvania Railroad, in Philadelphia, and laid down an armful of bundles. “Check them,” he said. 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Modern Business Practice (Concluded i. The railroad official who owns coal stocks is, of course, substantially in this same tempting dual relationship. He is both the buyer and seller of transportation. But President Cassatt of the Pennsylvania, in the statement that he made upon his recent hurried return from Europe, pointed out that ‘‘to prohibit all officers and employees from holding stock of companies having business with the Pennsylvania Railroad Company would practically bar them from investing in the stocks of companies located in the State of Pennsylvania and in a half-dozen other States; the subject is troublesome and complicated; it would do no good, but harm, to adopt unworkable and unenforceable regulations.”’ Which illustrates the difficulty of drawing the line. President Ripley of the Santa Fe held a rather different view. On taking the presidency of the road in 1897 he issued an order containing the following:

It is also manifestly improper that officers or employees having yw of or influencing the making of rates, the purchasing or ordering of material, or the distribution of equipment should have any private investments or inter- ests which may in any manner affect the absolute neutrality with which all patrons of the road must be treated, or which may even give rise to sus- picion that such neutrality is not observed. No employee is justified in occupying a position in which his private interests may conflict with his official duty. Mr. Ripley was recently quoted as saying: Railroad men are nece ssarily thrown into close association with larger shippers as well as with men who are yrojecting new enterprises along the line; these associations in many cases ripen into close friendships, and noth- ng is more natural than that railway officers and employees should be offered opportunities for investment in under- takings which they have sulted about. It is not necessary to impute improper motives to every- body who proposes giving a railroad employee a block of stock for a nominal consideration or even for nothing. But the railroad officer or employee like Cwsar’s wife, should be above suspicion —he has no moral right to put himself in a position where there may be a conflict ° tween his private inter- est and his official duty. been con- Cwsar's wife, taking her by and large, has been the most female in history; but in view of recent disclosures it cannot be said that all railroad employee have burdened themselves with remem ber- ingherexample. This fact ought to distr the ordinary stockholder more as a citizen thanasaninvestor. Our typical industri are in a somewhat peculiar position. The men who perform the 1: troublesome

e labor of the industrial yp SSeS probat ly do not, in the main, eel that their interests are identical with those of the industries themselves. It will no doubt be accepted as a fair statement that the union workman's interest is i: what he can get out of the industry for himself —which, of course, is proper enough from his point of view. On the other hand the industzies are more and more dominated by financiers, ‘‘captains,’’ business strate- whose interests are by no mear necessarily coincident with those of the industries themselves For example, the captains not infre- quently shut down an entire industry simp] as a stratagem in their contests with labor, and in many other cases they may find their own personal profits in courses which ar not at all beneficial to the industry itself. It has been a comforting belief, however that the actual detailed management of the industries was in the hands of a body of subordinates who were really interested in the industry itself and were animated by loyalty to it. Probably this agreeable belief is still, in the main, well founded; but the graft disclosures give it an un- pleasant shock. Perhaps there is rather too much “good will”” in the modern system—too much opportunity to capitalize and pocket the profits that arise when one is in a position to manipulate an industry. gists,

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It is also a triumph to make something broadly American out of this provincial background : New Hampshire, as he sees it in Coniston, is as truly typical of national conditions as New Jersey or Indiana, and Jethro Bass, the New England boss who ruled his State from the tannery at Coniston, or the ‘‘throne-room”’ in the Pelican House at the as a Tweed ora Platt. Mr. Churchill feels the consistency in our national life that makes it possible to cut a sample from almost any corner of the land that will contain the essential qualities of the whole. It has also that saturation of sentiment that Americans love--sentiment in busi- ness, sentiment in politics, and oceans of sentiment in love-making. This ever- present sentiment, which comes too near sentimentality, may not be to the taste of the critical, but is the popular literary atmosphere. In this respect and in con- struction and literary style Coniston shows no great advance over Mr. Churchill’s earlier books, but, after all, these are unim- portant matters in face of the fact that the new story has areal creation, not a machine- made figure, in the character of Jethro Bass. This uneducated New Hampshire boss, with all his —— and ferocity, has human recesses in his heart, te wo 1 depths that make him complex and alive. It is frankly admitted that he is studied from real life, but the welding of fact and inter- pretation is so complete that he exists inde- pendent of fact. Jethro Bass is of the American soil, of the epoch that followed the Civil War, of the country as a whole. The Boss as an American product has never been so convincingly, so understandingly, presented. Mrs. Humphry Ward Again N FENWICK’S CAREER Mrs. Ward has largely deserted the field of the British aristocracy, which has of late years held her fascinated. This time her subject is the career of an artist from the lower middle class, and, though her hero shortly becomes entangled with the upper classes in the shape of atitled patron and his spiritually- minded daughter, we do not meet with a single duke or duchess throughout the four hundred pages — which will be a disappoint- ment to many of Mrs. Ward’s admirers The new story handles again the old theme of the artist his peculiar tempera- ment and temptations—a theme mor enticing to modern writers, French and English, than to the lay reader. Novelists are too fond of studying their own kind, delving into the mysteries of specially endowed natures that make exce p tional demands a po life and need an exceptional apology. Life, fortunately, is peopled only sparsely with artistic temperaments, and nag may be studied more vividly in the pages of biography than in the studies of the novelist. 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