VOLUME XX.
CAPE OF
Cabo Tormentoso the tailors called it first,
And Stormy Cap all mariners shall find
it evermore.
The passion of the hnrrlcane. on Its Iron
rocks Is nursed,
Veering winds of huge desire that thwart
the plunging bark,
Tale witch-Ores glisten on the -ware and
beacon from the shore,
And shipwrecked rolces bid beware of
gramarye accurst.
Cape of Good Hope ! We seek It far across
the waters dark.
But Cabo Tormentoso the sailors named it
first.
She never' meant to do wrong. She
was always modest, unassuming and
ladylike. She never flirted In her life.
She was too much of a woman, and
was shocked at the thought of coquet
ry, or flirtation of any kind. Every
one knew her to be upright, honest
and pure. Everyone, even to Vane
Stanley, who for a whole year ad
mired her In secret and afar off, be
cause he could never approach her or
have a moment alone with her, for
Madam Clarence and her two unmar
ried daughters were always on the qui
vive to hear what Mr. Stanley had to
say to their pretty cousin, who had
neither money nor home, and nothing
In the world but her virtue, and
beauty, and her accomplishments.
!: Mr. Stanley was fully aware ot all
these facts, and admired while he
ecretly feared her. Women as clever
as Lucy Dean did not often marry
commonplace men, but he meant to
marry her, and he meant o make Miss
Dean love him, too. But it was uphill
wort, with madam and her two
(laughters forever watching, and Mr.
Staniey was put to his wits' end for a
remedy.
" It struck him one evening, while
paying them his accustomed visit, that
he would employ the language of the
handkerchief, knowing full well that
Lucv would not notice it even If she
understood it, but as constant drop
ping will wear away a stone, bo he
hop J I to wear away her prejudices.
T "ygan that very evening by telling
the aid of the handkerchief
: loved her, but Miss Dean never
on for two weeks, Mr.
aklng frantic efforts to se-
ttentlon, and Miss Dean re-
subllme Indifference, until,
ration, al
Her Handkercbief Flirtation,
Ey ERMINIE C. STRAY. jjf
Uth
hirn.
Vent
V
GOOD HOPE.
By tills wild cape the mariners go to their
, . "P'cerle, ...
Weather-wasted marine with drcamlnc,
- . . 'amln
Behind thein toss the sullen leagues of monster-haunted
sea ;
Before them, oh, before them lift the
breathing groves of mace,
Xard and clove and cinnamon, where fra
grance never dies.
Where ember balsam drips from the flame-
' shaped Incense tree.
Cape of Good Hope! Year In, year out,
the reckless gallor race
Throw scorn upon your tempests for a
waft of splcerle.
Kot ft Clitic Lee Bah$ in TTh Centum.
chief over her shoulder, which signi
fied: "Follow me," and going out Into
the rase garden, she waited with
downcast eyes and blushing cheeks.
Would he follow her? Did he really
want to speak to her, or did he do It
to see if she would reply, and was he
even low laughing in his sleeve to
think what a fool she was? She
turned suddenly, determined to flee to
her own room, and never see htm
again. But Mr. Stanley frustrated
that plan by suddenly coming forward,
and taking both of her hands, said:
"You have pitied me at last, lacy,"
"What did you want?" she asked
abruptly.
''Come with me, and I will tell you,"
and he drew her arm within his, just
as Madam Clarence came up to them,
her eyes literally snapping fire, but
her face wreathed in smiles, as she
said:
"Don't you think this is a lovely
specimen of the climbing white rose,
Mr. Stanley?"
"Yes, It is very beautiful," he sild,
quietly, determined for once not to be
thwarted. He continued: , "Come,
I Lucy, I believe you promised to walk
with me. f
She shrank and started back. She
knew full well what Madam Clarence
would any when she returned, and she
dreaded the terrible Ire of that lady.
But Vane Stanley was determined, and
drew her on, not at all prepared to
bo followed by Madam Clarence, who
took Lucy's other arm, saying:
"If It will be no intrusion, I would
like to go along, too, for I dearly love
to walk." ... ..
We need not say that that walk was
necessarily short, and that they cam
back to the parlor again anything but
satisfied. But the minds of two, at
Ipa ..were maiKun. and from that
f flirtation pro-'
:he franklin press,
unseen, began mechanically using her
handkerchief In various signs. She
was not alone, however, for Laura and
Lily came in Immediately, followed
by Mr. Stanley and several other
friends, who soon went out upon the
croquet lawn, bearing Lucy with
them. The game was at Its height,
Miss Dean, almost unconsciously,
dropped her handkerchief, Mr. Stan
ley picked it up and handed it to her,
whispering:
"Will you be nothing but a friend?"
She did not reply, but watching him
furtively saw his sign of "I love you"
again. This time she did not throw
him off adroitly, but answered with
the same, turning to carnation red as
she did so. Two minutes later he was
by her side again, upon pretense of
sending her ball through an arch, but
really to say:
"lell me the truth, once and forever,
Lucy; do you love me or hate me?"
"I do not hate you."
"Then you love me, and you will be
my wife?"
"Yes."
The game was up; the handkerchief
flirtation ended, and two hearts were
made happy at last, much to the dis
gust of Madam Clarence and her
daughters. New York Weekly.
8WISS ELECTRIC ROADS.
Cheap Power Derived from Alpine
Streams, Displaces Coal.
Owing to the Increase in the price
of coal during the last few years, Mr.
Thormann, a prominent Swiss en
gineer, wished to find out whether It
would be an advantaje to use electri
cal energy, furnished by hydraulic
plants, over the whole of the rail
road system of Switzerland. - After
investigating the subject he published
a report which has awakened consid
erable Interest and will no doubt bring
about some practical results In this
direction. He finds that the substitu
tion of electricity for steam on the
railroads -is quite practicable and has
many advantages, although it will not
bring about any considerable reduc
tion In the cost of operating the roads.
The five main railroads In Switzer
land require over iu.OOO horsepower
daily. In order to organize a com
plete electrical service it will be ne
cessary to obtain about 60,000 horse
power in the shape of alternating cur
rent of high tension, not counting the
reserve supply, which Is indlspensa-
ble. Not taking into account the con
siderable number Of Tails whlctrare
not utilized in the country, th.
Int already 21 large hydr.
which can give a total of r
power. These include
Slel, near Llnsiedl, whlrf
city of 20,000 horsepor
mbur Dlnnt. on the
5il2p,000 horsepower!
is eacn ouw lid
urates -2t play
FRANKLIN. N. C WEDNESDAY. JANUARY 25,
A LIFE-SAVING MUSEUM
NEED OF MORE DEVICES FOR RE
DUCING INDUSTRIAL DEATH RATE.
More Worklngmen Are Killed While
Cn Duty In the United States Than
Is the Case In Any Other Large
Manufacturing Nation,
The effort made to establish in New
York a museum of 6afety has attract
ed the widespread attention of manu
facturers, who are interested In the
present high Industrial death rate that
prevails in this country through caus
es which cduld be largely removed by
the adoption of precautionary meth
ods, writes George E. Walsh, in the
Scientific American. We are the fore
most nation of the earth In the Inven
tion of safety devices and appliances;
but our Industrial death rate Is the
highest of all the large manufacturing
nations. Either we are careless of
the individual life of workmen, or
through ignorance or Willfulness we
do not take the medicine prescribed
by ourselves. Our safety appliances
are used In manufacturing plants in
all parts of the world, but often their
use is neglected right at home. Many
of the thousands of devices intended
to protect workmen from Injuries in
various dangerous employments are
merely of local use, and they are of
no general advantage to the Industri
al world. A more general knowledge
of the use and value of safety appli
ances should result in safeguarding
human life In all departments of work,
A museum of safety would form a
nucleus for working plans and models
ot all devices Intended to protect
workmen from their own carelessness
or from conditions over which thew
have no control. Both manufacturers
and employes would have object les
sons presented to them In such a col
lection of inventions, and there would
be few trades or industries that could
not draw some valuable results from
the exhibition.
In Germany manufacturers have un
ited In a movement to lower the In
dustrial death rate, while in Holland
there has been for some time a mus
eum of safety, which has demonstrat
ed the value of educating the publlo
in the, use of safety appliances, An
other such museum is located at Mil
an; but the Amsterdam institution
has furnished more data for the gen
eral public Uhan the smaller one In
southern Europe, Every effort Is
1anf mhi r 'e working models of
rag for exhibition
jjHim, and one
v-jindreds of
ndre
the In
gres
safety appliances already invented and
In use In a limited way. Thousands
of these are neglected In mills, fac
tories, and mines on account of lack
of forethought or Ignorance. Owners
of plants do not always -ave the time
to study the hundreds of devices In
vented for this purpose, and they are
not sure that, they would do all thai
is claimed for them.
MAN WHO NEVER KICKED.
Ha Draws a Distinction for the Benefit
of the Dissatisfied Looking Person.
"What's the nse of complaining
about things?" asked the comfortable'
looking man. "What's the use of mak
ing life a burden to every one around
you with incessant kicking? Does it
ever do any good? No sir."
"I don't know about that," disput
ed the dissatisfied-looking person. "If
we didn't make an occasional protest
when things go wrong I'd like to know
how we are ever going to get any re
forms?" "Fussing never does any good,"
maintained the comfortable-looking
man. "If you want to see anybody
universally detested take a look at
the chronic kicker. I tell you, my
friend, amiability counts. It counts at
home, In business and In all affairs
of life."
"It's the kickor who brings around
improved conditions of things for the
rest of us," said the dissatisfied-looking
person. "His motive may be sel
fish, but we benefit by it nevertheless.
Then we show our gratitude by abus
ing him. What do you do yourself if
you go Into a restaurant and the wait
er is inattentive and your food Is bad
ly cooked? Do you complain to the
manager or do you not?"
"I am glad you asked that ques
tlcu," said the comfortable-lookllng
man. "That happened to me not a
woek ago. I waited nearly ten min
utes before the waiter took my order,
20 minutes before my dinner was
brought to me and then It was cold
and the beef I ordered well done was
rare. Did I kick? No, sir, I got up
from the table and presented my card
at the cashier's desk. I said pleas
antly, i, of course, decline to pay for
uneatable food, which Is the sort that
has been served to me. If you wish
to recover by process of law, there Is
my name and address. If you prefer
to call the police I shall go to the sta
tion without resistance. In any .case
I shall, not patronize the place again,
nor shall I recommend my friends to
do so.
"The proprietor had been attracted
to the spot by the sound of my voice,
which I made perfectly audible, He
asked me what I had to complain of.
I replltd that I never complained. Al-
o I advised him to sra the waiter
to see that those remaining per-
their duties properly. Then
43e didn't call the police, and
tltuted suit against me."
1905.
A SEliMON FOR SUNDAY
AN ELOQUENT DISCOURSE ENTITLED,
"THE TRAGEDY OF A QUEEN."
the He v. F. F. Shannon Draws a Tlmelj
Lesson From the Storj of Vanhtl
There Aro Few IN nor Exhibition) o
Sacrifice In the History of Womanhood
Biiookia.,-, N. Y. For his Sunday
morning sermon, in Urnee M. E. Church,
the pastor, the ltev. Frederick F. Shan
non, had for his theme "The Tragedy of a
Queen." The text was from Esther i:ll-l2:
"Bring Vashti the o.ueen before the king
with the crown royal, to show the people
and the princes her beauty: for she wjs
fair to look on. But the Queen Vashti
refused to come at t'.ie king's command
ment by his chamberlains." Mr, Shannon
said:
The Ahasuerus of the book of Esther is
the Xerxes of profane, history. By com
mon consent ot historians he was one of
the most powerful monarch that ever
lived. The pastes of Herodotus are filled
with his exploits, and lrote and Hoilin,
also, dwell upon his power and achieve
ments in an interesting manner. But his
tawdry greatness is worth while only as it
serves to set forth the heroism of Vashti.
Already the centuries have tarnished the
brilliance of his court, but not the beauty
of liis queen. Shuslian. the palace, exists
only in name. Ths hundred and four
score days d urine which he showed the
riches of his glorious kingdom and the
honor of his excellent majesty are less
than a shadow on the dial. The white,
green and blue hangings, .tied with cords
of purple and tine linen to silver rings in
pillars of marble perished long ago. The
gold and silver beds, w.iieh sat upon a
pavement of red and blue and white and
black marble, have had no occupants for
more than 2400 yean. The golden vessels,
from which princes quaffed the royal wine,
are all one with the golden sand grains of
the desert. Time is n respecter of per
sons. If it buries the common things in
"oblivion, that shadow of darkness." it
does not forget to pluck the spangles from
the robes of kings, tossing them into the
night also. But time cannot dull the beau
ty of a great soul. Time cannot quench
the flame of a white life. Time cannot
stain the snow of a pura heart. And that
is why Queen Vashti and the iragedy of
her life forever hold our admiration and
our tears.
Perhaps we shall be more capable of
measuring the unfortunate queen by glanc
ing at the inoiicvch she opposed. Ahasue
rus possessed the almost unlimited power
of an Oriental despot. His will was su
preme in everything. Wo find him here
giving a feast to his lords and princes.
Having conceived the idea of making war
on Greece, this feast to bis subjects is a
step looking to that end. Whatever he
undertook usually came to pass. He could
dig a canal through the Isthmus of Mount
Athos. Ho could build a bridge of ships
across .the Hellespont. He could seourgo
the sea for its temptstuousncss. He coti.d
bedeck the branches of a tree with jewelry
as a reward for its fniitmlncss, He could
raie an army of more than 2,230,000 men.
He could even shed tears when he re
flected that in less than a century not one
of these men would survive. But we have
in our text one thing this monarch could
not do, He could not connel a helpless
woman to permit him and hit drunken
courtiers to make a toy of her beauty. Ho
could not drag a hign-toulcd queen dowc.
from the pedestal of her stainless puritvl
Consider, in the first place, that tho life
Itoey of Vashti recalls till fact that palaces
have furnished tho actors in tome of the
darkest, deepest trngedios in history.
When Shakspearo wanted material from
which to create his immortal dramas, with
Ittferrmg Vision the ) .ghty master began
br orobe thi life history of kings and
rather than be led a captive princess up
the Capitoline Hill," she died by her own
hand. Lacking moral sense, she wore a
face of brass to the end of the tragedy.
Unlike the swcot-souled Vashti, Cleopatrn
had no veil of modesty for her face, and
he asked none for her soul. Darker than
Egyptian night, the has left a dark stain
Upon the brow of universal womanhood!
Whiter than the whiteness of the daw
Vashti, 1'ks Shelley's heroine, "clothed in
virtue's adamantine eloquence, paves her
path with human hearts!" "
Consider, also, that In studying the trag
edy of Vashti, wa have to reckon with
her beauty, "for ehe was fair to look on."
When some genius equal to the task of
writing a history of beauty appears, men
and women will find a perpetual charm in
it w'o'-'ng pa?es. It will contain a page
of joy, a page of sorrow, a page of peace,
a page of war, a page of love, a page of
hate, a page of poetry and a page of art.
But it Will contain many pages developing
this) thought the tragedy of beauty.
But along with her beauty, Vashti pos
sessed that other quality which lends
beauty an enduring freshness and charm
modesty. Vashti owes her place in history
not so much to her beauty as to her mod
esty. If beauty made her a queen, modes
ty made her a woman, which is far better.
As queen, Xerxes could banish her; as
Woman, he was defied by her. As queen,
be could and did dethrone; as woman,
she sits upon a throne that has hearts for
its cushions and centuries for its pillars.
The Dubarrys, thj Pompadours, the Mon
tespans have their day and cease to he;
but the Vashtis (o on forever. The Cly
temnestres, the Astasias, the Clcopatras
are meteors flashing through the darkness
of eternal night; the Vashtis are golden
suns burning though womanhood's end
less day!
Indeed, modesty is so inherent an ele
ment in the great e scntiala making genu
ine beauty that without modesty beauty
is impossible. Wc are indebted to no hu
man law for this truth God has woven
it into the fabri? of our natures. Art
critics tell us that the eighteenth century
was pre-eminently Hie century of women.
Then, we are told: "Her grace possessed
the most prestige, hor conuetry the most
disquieting elegance and her beauty the
most triumphant authority' It was the
age in which Mine, dn Pomnodour reigned
in the court of Louis XV. The brushes of
Latour i.nd Boucher have pleaded wi h all
the eloquence of their genius and art to
deify this daring woman. She appointed
ministers, she edlcd those who incurred
her 111 will, she crutenccd to the Bastile
those who ran counter to her imperious
wish. She was t!v patroness of philoso
phy, art and an. Thw.wh her magic
wand Versailles was touched into it dream
of splendor, which has not yet vanished.
Her collection of pictures, crysta's, cam
eos, antiques and gems was unparalleled in
the kingdom. She squandered fortunes on
her palaces, fetea end ball; and then
other fortunes on her tcilet. For twenty
years this butcher's daughter held her im
perial sway, which was broken on;y by
death. But whei the historian tells ns
that it was the dream of her girlhood to
(educo the king; that her shameless prodi
pality makes the cheek of decency burn;
that modesty found no hospitality among
her sensual charms, we nwy well repeat
the question of another, "Was La Pom
padour beautiful, or merely pretty?" In
stinctively drawing back as we would in
the presence of a snake, wo answer, "She
Was neither. She was a royal harlot, pa
raded in gilded a'lamc. lacking most of all
that jewel of modesty which sparkles in
the crown of true beauty." Alas for that
land whose women forsake their veils of
jnodesty to show the people and princes
their beauty! . - . , . .,
Consider, Anally, the prbe Vashti paid
for her modesty. For her refusal to come
at the king's command ,waa the immediate
cause of her. dethronement. Surely there
aro few finer exhibition ot sacrifice in me
history of women
Kcnj-wp invii to reaa4-
MjMBEU 4
WEALTH, THE MAGICIAN.
Old Pter Erlggs. of Booglestown,
lie had tli queerest gal
Tou'd ever strike fer miles aroun'.
Met- ramp was "Itrdhead Sal"
At i.ust. the iirople called her so
fch" l'a.'. r. nic.'chin' air,
An' oi ?.vin! :rk,' where'er she'd go 1
Was lliat otillaiulish hair.
Old Peley 1'ns ldt oil since then, '
lie owns of hanks a tew:
I'm told on naimtmlu' hark again
To spend a day or two ;
An' nult n ehnnire In Ssl I find;
Her manner now Is 'quaint"
Her miir is iiH'tiuoiK'd as the kind
That "Titian !'ived to iialut."
Lu:.irUle Courier Journal
JUST FOR FUN
Juggs You ain't the only man that
gets frightened at his own shadow.-
(jnicago journal.
Jlggs Every time I go along this
road at night I am startled by the ap
parition of a jackass.
First Mountaineer (to Second Moun
taineer, in Switzerland) What a love
ly country Holland is. Punch.
He (fervently) I would go through
anything for you. Sho (sweetly)
Well er let's begin on your bank aci
count. Puck.
"My sister sings Tl Trovatore' In
five sharps." "Mine sang it In six
flats, but they made her move out of
every one of them." Judge.
Mrs. Dearborn Did you say that
lady and gentleman were distantly re
lated? Mrs. Wabash Yes, they're
divorced. Yonkers Statesman.
In Utah. Client Can you reveal to
me the likeness of the woman I am
going to marry? Medium can give
you a composite photograph. Life.
"What did yofr property In Swamp-
uuisi vuai juui a uuiuun m
foot." "What'll you sell Toff """Oh,"
I'll let It go for J2 a gallon." Phil
adelphia Press. ,
rM 1-.,.. nM..' gn rD tnava
her card? The New Maid Yes 'm,
she let' it, an' I had to chase her two
blocks to give It back to her. Phila
delphia Inquirer.
Hoax Joblots has gone into the
cioming uusuiess. joax -no uur 'ii.
do well. There's money in clothes.
Hoax There's never any in mine.
Philadelphia Record. -
"Hans, how long have you been mar
ried?" "Veil, dis is a ting that 1 sel
dom don't like to talk about, but ven I
does, It seems so long as it never
was.'' Chicago Tribune.
"Strange," murmured the man,
"that I have no appetite for breakfast
Hese I've only eaten an ordinary meal.
And me to be hung this morning, too."
Louisville Courier-Journal. '
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ot Xeleailla,
gift of long;
Our fi
and shame, from their
rarv 'ipcstry
tri. In-
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