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CHAPTER I.
Two Ladles Bereft
Jo slipped off her glovei and tossed
them on the Uble where they lay,
long, handsome and rather distin
guished there'e always something so
personal In a woman's glove! then
she sat down and we stared at each
other. The props had been knocked
from under us, and we bad landed
with a good, sound bump, surprised,
astonished, astounded, dumfounded!
But not despairing as yet. The blow
hadn't had time to benumb us, conse
quently we hadn't arrived at the de
spairing stag.
Jo has gorgeous eyes with long
lnaha that WAn n chAolia whnn
the looks down, and she has a trick
of doing that when she's thinking.
But she was not looking down now;
she was looking at me plainly per
plexed hunted, I'd say If I were In
clined to be romantic staring direct
ly at my nose, which I'm rather sensi
tive about, with a slight pucker be-
WAan hflp rAf.O'Astiia twin Ttla tilnW
was beginning to sink in. I could tell
by the droop settling at each corner
of her ' beautiful mouth.
Two years ago when Jo was Just
bursting out of RadcliSe with all sorts
of honors, and I was specializing In
French, voice, expression, art, tennis,
baseball and automobile with no hope
of collepb and no wish tp have and
hope, my father died suddenly. It
bad been coming on a long time for
five years, to be exact ever since my
mother died. Jo was sixteen then; I
was twelve. Jo mothered him and
myself, as well as the infinite wisdom
of her sixteen years would permit;
read the books be liked, played the
music be wished to hear, followed ad
vice for motherless girls so that we
would never do the wrong thing and
give him cause to'worry. But we nev
er could fill that aching heart, and
we knew it.
The copper muddle had done some
thing to his income. It was necessary
to cut down expenses, so w did away
with the footman and six maids, sold
the horses, which gave us no use for
tbe groom, fired the chef, put Wilkins,
the housekeeper, to cooking, and kept
only one car. It also put an end to
any social ambitions Jo might have
had, and didn't;-and placed us on a
lower plane in everything except our
self-respect -
Jo set herself to studying Prac
tical Economy, and housekeeping
and pounded It Into, me did the mar
keting where we paid nothing for
style, and began cut out those
pages In the Sunday newspapers that
tell how to use the left-overs. Then
came a time when something hap
pened that we could fully understand.
A customer, old, - reliable, absolutely
safe, ordered stock and failed to pay
for it when it slumped, and poor old
Dad went down In the ruins. He saved
his reputation, hut It was the end.
He was too old and heart-broken to
recover; even his faith in friendship
was gone. He came home, went to
his room and died.
After we laid him beside our mother
Jo took an inventory. We found we
had a home, elegant and Imposing in
the most exclusive section of Boston,
packed to the garret with mahogany,
most of which had come down to us
' from the wonderful supply on the
Mayflower, and all of It mortgaged up
to the hilt Everything else was
swept away. It had been going grad
ually for five years while poor old Dad
simply drifted. .Also we had some
stock in a western 'mine that gave us
three thousand a year. Our personal
assets consisted of our name, some
family portraits and jewelry, old
fashioned and elegant enough, but
worth little to any one hut ourselves;
Jo had a good education, I had a
smattering of everything, and both of
us had the advantage- of two years
abroad, and good, sound, robust,
healthy bodies. . I . am not counting
Jo's beauty or those gorgeous eyes of
hers, because Jo never would use
those eyes except to see with. :
I don't know how she managed, ex
cept that she was born manager, to
pull Mt so much from the wreck. She
exchanged our equity in the bouse for
the mortgagee's equity in the fur
niture, rented a modest apartment in
the btt neighborhood we could afford,
put in as much of the mahogany as
we ccwld crowd Into It, and sent the
remainder to l storage warehouse
guaranteed Are-proof, and locked it In
with care and affection. She wouldn't
part with a stick of ft. Then she be
gan to fray the edges of Practical
Economy, bought a pair of shears,
some tissue paper patterns, and set
to work to make her own clothes and
mtnei She allowed us one luxury
we kept tho car.
Now the final blow had fallen. Mr.
Partridge telephoned us to come to
the office. In itself It was not unus
ual. , We always had to go down to
look over the rer rt and sign a re
ceipt when a filvi lend was declared.
But Jo ran her forefinger down the
calendar, consults 1 a little red note
hook, then sl oolc 1 r head. To my
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t EvolveJ Plots as He
Aecore'n ta Testimony
of Of J fi-'snd. ; ;
f -o- . veteran painter
' young men andJ.
parting In old
ve for so many
British public
1 birthday last
a giving some of
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questlons she answered
lng."
"Oh, noth-
Mr. Partridge was a little old law.
yer, bald and a bachelor, He re
ceived us with ceremony, bowed us
Into his Inner office, where he raised
bis eyebrows to his stenographer and
she disappeared. Then he fussed an
unusual time over the papers on his
desk, cleared his throat until I began
to feel like coming forward with
suggestion about drafts on his poor
little bald bead, and fell to rubbing his
glasses abstractedly a1 If making up
bis mind bow to say whatever It was
he had to say. Jo began to get sus
picious. I could see it In the way she
sat quite, quite still anT held in.
Then It came! The mine our mine
was up to Its neck In water with
every prospect of staying that way.
and we no longer had three thousand
a year. Jo didn't wince when the
Mow fell. She's like a wonderful piece
of steel, anyway. It took me some
little while fully to comprehend, so I
didn't faint or do anything foolish.
After all, Jo and I had the same
father and mother; It's the only van
lty I allow myself.
Mr. Partcldge threatened to cry,
Instead of ourselves, as he patiently
explained the details. There was no
hope he didn't tell us until there was
no hope the mine was now aban
doned. An effort had been made to
pump It dry, but It was like trying to
pump out the Atlantic ocean,
"We have the stock?" Jo asked
quietly.
"It's not worth the paper it's print
ed on," Mr. Partridge replied with a
groan.
"Lock it up Just as if it were," di
rected Jo, and rose to go.
"Have you thought." Mr Partridge
blew his nose rather inelegantly to
give vent to his feelings "what you
are going to do to replace that three
thousand a year? Two young, attrac
tive women left to make a living?"
"I'm going home, alt down and
think what we're going to do," re
plied Jo.
I began to examine some Japanese
prints on the wall which I knew noth
ing about, just to get command of my
self. I was shaking as you do when
you go to your window In the middle
of the night to see the fire-engines
pass.
"I don't mind for myself"
Jo paused and raised her eyebrows
toward my back. I saw it quite plain
ly in a mirror set at just the proper
angle. I turned around.
"I've been studying Practical Econo
my, too, Jo." I said bravely. "Don't
you think I'm going to be game too?"
Jo swept me into her arms as If
some one were trying to steal me
which, of course, nobody was and
patted my cheek.
"You're game enough, my dear little
sister, but it isn't only Practical Econ
omy we've got to look out for now
it's bringing In something to econo
mize on." She turned to Mr. Part
ridge. "Here's a girl," her voice
broke a little "a young, attractive,
well-bred girl, who has to get out into
the world and earn her living. We
And Set to Work to Make Her Own
Clothes and Mine. t
have to decide the best way she can
do that to reflect credit upon herself
and her family." ' ,
"And yourself? What are you go
ing to do?" he asked after a minute.
He rubbed his eyelglasses so hard
one snapped and tbe broken piece fell
to the floor where It lay unnoticed.
"There are thousand things I can
do," Jo smiled. : ' . . '
"Don't try to be too brave, my
dear," Mr. Partridge replied. The
reaction will only come harder." He
could see right through anybody, Just
as if they were a newly-scrubbed pane
of glass: "Now, I'm not rich, but I
want yon always to look upon me as
your protector and com to me. t
will help, heart, head and . money
bag."; '
Jo put out her hand suddenly, and
the handclasp was like that of two
pals, -. .'- :
, "And remember, too, my dear girls.
Every Christmas and every summer
for 20 years Marcus Stone used to
visit Charles Dickens at his Various
homes, especially at Gad's Hill.
"Dickens," says Stone, "was one of
the greatest and kindest men I ever
met He was Imbued with the true
Christian spirit
What particularly
struck me at Gad's Hill was the at
mosphere of calm and comfort one
felt at once on entering the house,
"At 3 o'clock every afternoon we
used to have a 20-mtle walk In the
country round. Dickens spoke but lit-;
that the better looking 4 woman Is
when she's battling, with the world,
the harder it Is for her to, keep her
footing. Remember!" This . very
solemnly. "Now let me kiss you each
on the forehead just as if I were your
father, and don't tall to send for me
morning, noon or night If you need
me." 1
' He, jokingly climbed upon a has
sock to deliver the kiss and even then
Jo had to stoop, hut It left us feeling
that after all we were not so terribly
alone In the world. I've often won;
dered why he never married.
So, Jo and I sat staring at each oth
er across, the room and tried to pre
tend that losing three thousand I
year Income waant anything at all
only so much as a'broken vase, to be
mended when we could get our breath,
Jo's eyelashes swept her cheeks and
I knew she was beginning to think.
"It's like so many keys on the
piano," I said finally, breaking a si
lence that threatened to be tragic,
Tou try to pick out the ones that will
give you the prettiest melody. And
It's awfully hard," I ended, suddenly
aware of It
"I suppose I'll teach," Jo said, and
then she gave way Just a little.
never wanted to think I'd have to
teach."
I went down on my knees, took her
hands and made her look at me.
'You're not going to do anything
you don't want to do," I said firmly,
You're not going to do all the sac
rificing in this family. You're good,
and firm, and strong, Jo, and I want
to obey you. but away back In my
get-up there's a good, strong will of
my own, and I'm going to have some
say about this. Walt! There 'are
many more keys on the piano; that
tune jangled a bit, dldnl it. dear?"
"Let's play a game," she suggested.
Let's prospect. We will begin with
the things we would like to do and
see how practical they are, then "
"Or," I Interrupted, breathlessly,
write a lot of things on a piece of
paper and stick pins In to see how
they come out."
Perhaps that's as good a way as
any, she answered mucn to my
amazement. Jo has a dear sense of
humor.
She got up and put aside her hat.
then she picked up the gloves and
pulled them through her fingers while
the long lashes swept her cheeks
again.
The car will have to go," she said
firmly. That Practical Economy cer
tainly had seeped into Jo.
"It's not so much the money tbe
car will bring, but the saving of Its
keep," I said, Just to prove that I
knew something of Practical Econo
my myself.
Jo nodded like a teacher does when
ou've answered the question proper
ly; then a smile parted her beautiful
lips.
Loulle, you're a dear," she said. "I
was afraid to say so for fear you'd
be terribly disappointed." '
I don't know why she paused unless
she wasn't quite sure just what
she was afraid of, although she's al
ways so sure of everything. But,
goodness! There are street cars to
the Country club.
"Perhaps I am," I replied, "but Jo,
m not one, two, three besfde you."
CHAPTER II.
The Utility or Uselessness.
Before the morning was over Jo
was sure on what she'd economise, al
though she wasn't sure what she'd
economize on. There's a difference
there If you'll just notice it We bad
no way of fixing our prospective In
come. We tried to aim high and
didn't know If we could afford the
apartment or not. We might be able
to afford a better one even the car!
Again: here we were practically pen-
Hess, for we had no income and no
profession; yet we stood tbe chance
of landing something in our ambitious
mood that would make the three
thousand a year look foolish. We had
never worked; we didn't know what
we could do. It was a problem that
had the Servant Question tied In a
double knot. '
Jo, for all her cheerfulness, had a
hard time to put into words even the
things she wanted to do. I knew
what she wanted to do. She was just
about to do it when the blow fell.
She wanted to take a course in botany
at the Harvard gardens and specialize
in orchids, for she bad hope of one
day owning a country place where
she could experiment though' how she
was going to get the country place the
Lord knows, unless she married . It,
and she hadn't counted that far. She
finally swung back and around to
teaching. It seemed the only thing.
You might." I suggested, "demon
strate automobiles. . It's outdoors and
the hours are not long. No new man
just learning to drive can stand the
strain on his back-bone very -.. long.
Sometimes the place is In the country
where the roads are beautiful I don't
think It would be wearing, Jo, he
cause you always know, without half
thinking when a person Is going to
change gear without throwing out the
clutch. - You could make him fix
punctures as a lesson.". -
"Perhaps, Instead of a man," Jo
smiled, "It would be a woman, a frail
little creature whom the Lord never
Intended to drive, a car; and she
couldnt let off the emergency, much
less Jam it on if necessary I'd whack
her and lose my Job." vi;
"You may be cut out for teaching.
after all," I mused.
Or," she went on, "he might he a
fat man with short pudgy fingers.
wearing diamond rings, and on one
of those beautiful country roads we
might reach a secluded spot and he
might try to kiss me." . - ;
"Whack him!" 1 I suggested. - She
quite . capable ' of doing It, too.
tie while walking, and this after a
time led me to discover the secret of
his amazing Industry. He sat only for
a few hours at his desk, and I always
wondered how he could be so proline
an author. : ';-..
"Well, owing to his taciturnity In
our country walks I began to suspect
that It was then he evolved most of
the plots of his novels. His brain
was' active all the time and the task
of reproducing' on paper the things be
Imagined and thought about became
more or less a mechanical process."
"Anyhow It's the same thing the oth
er way 'round. It you were learning
to drive, and he were teaching you?
The; position la Just the same."
Jo shook her head.
"A man with diamond rings wouldn't
be teaching me to drive," she remind
ed me. ' "I won't argue It I'd be ex
posing myself, for I never heard of
a . female demonstrator In the auto
mobile business. I wouldn't be 1 ex
posed teaching."
"Tou certainly wouldn't," I remark
ed, thinking of the frumpy professors
who "But then they sometimes do,
Jo the professors kiss, I mean. I've
seen It In the papers." She had to
agree with me, too. "I'd back you In
any capacity," I told her admiringly,
"and the novelty of a female demon
strator might get you tbe Job."
"A female chauffeur!" she laughed.
"How does It sound?"
And from the way she looked at me
I knew she never had considered the
Idea for a single minute. I'm sure I
went red, for I'd been In earnest, and
the whole Idea seemed so novel and
possible. She leaned forward finally
and clasped her bands. I knew from
the attitude that she was resigned
for something.
"Tbe trouble is," she mused, "It's
the wrong time of year to begin to
teach. Another month and all , tbe
schools will be over."
v "Good!" I said heartily. "So that's
out"
I just wouldn't think of Jo as a
teacher! She'd grow old and gray,
and have to put spectacles over the
gorgeous eyes, and fall Into the habit .
of talking theorems and such stuff. I
hate theorems! V
But then I may need time for prep
aration," she went on, not hearing
me, I guess at least not paying tbe
"I Shall Do Something I " I Burst Out
slightest attention if she did. "You
see I don't know a thing about It, and
then, too, I'll, have to get the posi
tion." "Well, where do I come in In this
scheme of things?" I asked. "What
am I to be doing all this time?" .
Jo drew In her breath sharply as If
something hurt, then put out her
hands as If I had tried to strike her.
"I shall do something!" I burst out
"Surely; Jo, you don't think I'm a lit
tle ninny and can't?"
"You're too young," she. began.
"Young! Bosh!" I wouldn't let her
go on with that "Why, I'm nineteen!"
I said it as If I'd been a thousand.
"My mother was married when she
was nineteen. Why, Jo, when she was
as old as you, you were three years
old." I was getting rather mixed, I
was so anxious to Impress her. '
"Poor old me," Jo sighed, then she
laughed so heartily I know I grew
red again. "And I've been thinking
all this time that I was just getting
a look-in on life. Why, I'm an old
maid! And here I've never even had
a thought of getting married.''
And, sure enough, she never had.
She never had had as close as a
fourth cousin connection with a ro
mance. I looked at her suddenly and
wondered how In the world she had
managed to escape; how Bhe - had
kept some one from running off with
her bqdlly.
"I suppose I've wasted my time," Jo
went on. "I know I have thrown away
chances. I might have married long
ago and settled the future tor both of
us." y;
"You might have," I agreed, "hut
Introspection, dear, won't take , the
place of our three thousand a year."
Which argument must have made
Practical Something or other sit up
and take notice. "Now just don't you
speak to me for ten minutes, and I'll
tell you at the end of that time what
I am going to do."
I put out my hand toward the news
papers just to brush up on the things
there are to be done in this world.
After consideration I selected a hold
over Transcript as I wanted the very
best advice going. The ' first thing
that .met my eye was: "The dancer
who la supposed to have caused the
downfall"; I turned over, hastily.
After all I was looking for the want
column. Two minutes had not passed
before I landed on. the very thing: .
Wanted Companion., Wealthy wom
an recovering from ' nervous pros
tration, wants young, good-looking,
well-bred, well-educated, well-read,
tactful girl for companion. Must
speak' French, bridge, foot-ball, base
hall, automobile and golf. Prefer a
musician who sings. Name your own
salary. -
"Well. I'm Itr I exclaimed with
conviction, and passed, the paper on to
Jo. "You would think that woman
had known my qualifications when she
put that in the paper." ,
, Jo read It and I do believe she
would have whistled If she had known
how.
From her expression I thought
she thought it was the very thing.
MOT HURT, BY TIDE'S PASSIM3
Absence of Memory an Aid to the
Preservation of Woman's Much
' frlxed Youth. -
An English lady, disappointed In
love In her younger years, became In
sane, and lost all account of time. Be
lieving she we still young and living
In the sane hour in which she was
parted from her lover, taking no note
of the years, she stood dally before
the window watching tor his coming. -
. I
' "How much salary shall I name?"
I asked excitedly. ,
"She doesn't want much!" Jo said
with hauteur lust that , truly not'
bearing my question, anyhow not an
swering If ' "Well, I should say ah
would let any one name the salary.
Where does she expect, to get?"
I was Jabbing my chest with my
two forefingers and distorting my face
to make Jo see I was It, because she
didn't seem to listen to what I said
"My goodness!" she exclaimed. "Do
you qualify for all that?" She looked
at the paper ' helplessly the : only
time I ever saw 3o helpless about any
thing. ; t ;
"You've always told me that good
looks are a matter of opinion," I re
piled, "so barring looks and skimming
In on golf" I know my A-B-abs of
golf; I drive fairly, but I'm too wig
gly to putt "why I think I might
venture to say . I- do qualify' for the
rest. You see She 'doesn't say I've
got to do all those thing; I've Just
got to speak 'em."
"Don't bite off your words, Loulle,"
she said in that calm, cool way of
hers that's lots more effective than a
slap. "Breath la cheap."
"I'll remember, dear," I promised.
I'd have promised her. anything right
at that minute. . ' '
"You're not- tactful," she contra
dicted flatly, although she always tells
me never to contradict anything flat
ly.'
"I could he If I tried," r return!
"I know the rules."
"I wonder If she would consider yon
a musician, and If she would think
you could sing? You've slapped at
everything generally; but"
"I'm sure I could squeese In," I told
her. ."She only prefers a musician
who can sing."
Now Jo knows my throat Is a regu
lar Trilby throat The bridge of my
nose Is good and my diaphragm
from tennis and swimming Is almost
as good as Tetrazzinl's. ..
"Nervous prostration!" she muaed
finally, gazing at the lines she didn't
see. "A vampire who'll take the best
of you and' will leave you 'high and
dry In the same condition as herself.
I guess not." . '
"Why I have the constitution of an
ox," I argned. "I haven't a nerve In
my body. I "
"Not now," she Interrupted.
"Please, may t try? May I at least
answer It?" I pleaded.
"It won't do .any harm to answer
It," she agreed, and I pounced upon
her so suddenly with a kiss that It
landed on her nose, "'but !" She held
up a forefinger. Oh! "Why not write
an advertisement yourself, dictate
your own terms, and let : somebody
come to you?"
"Oh, I say, Jo, but that's twoTlrds
In the bush." I was thinking of the
salary part. ' . ,
"No harm trying," ahe smiled, "and
I would call It another iron In the
fire. Yon haven't the bird In the hand
yet, and anyhow It may not be at all
the kind of bird that I am going to
like."
You will notice that she said "I"
Instead of "you." I suppose she knew
the salary part "made me blind as to
which' kind of a bird It was.
"True,"' I said, trying to look as
wise as she did. - '
I went to the desk to write one ad
vertisement and answer . the other.
Of course I answered first I chewed
the end of tbe pen-staff reflectively,
which I know Is awfully bad form.
Then I looked at. Jo. i
' "Do you think?" I asked, "I dare
name three thousand a year?"
.' (TO BE CONTINUED.)
Qnat's Bite Causes Loss of Leg
How dangerous the bite of an or
dlnary gnat may be under special cir
cumstances even when the best med
ical assistance Is. at hand Is shown by
tbe case of tbe wife of one of the lead
ing surgeons of Vienna. This lady
was bitten on the ankle while taking
tea on the terrace of her suburban
villa a few1 days ago. Inflammation
began on the next day, and despite
local treatment Increased so' rapidly
that one day later a surgical Incision
was made. This had to be repeated
on the next day nnder ' chloroform!
General blood poisoning had, however,
set in, and a consultation of doctors
finally decided that the only chance ot
.saving the lady's life was to amputate
the leg above the knee. The opera
tion was performed six days after the
bite, but the lady is still In consider
able danger. It Ik supposed that the
-gnat must have been Infected with
some putrid matter, " ' . -
Difference Between Them. '-- ,
An actor at the Players' club in New
York said the other day;
"I heard In London a good one on
Joe, Coyne, tbe American Idol of the
British stage. Coyne.fyou Icnow, can't
sing a note. . ----A
"It seems, that Mm. Pavlova, the
Russian dancer, wrote In the lsitor'
book at the Peacock Inn In Rows ley:
"'I dance because I . must Anns'
Pavlova.-; .V ''T,y-,-..
"Coyne, on a week-end trip to Had
don hall, put np at the Peacock inn
hlmselt In looking over the visitors'
book ne saw Pavlova's pretty auto
graph, and took np a pen and wrote: :
V 1 sing because I can't. J. Coyno',
Washington 8tar, , -1 ' . v
: ; New Llfe-8avlng Jacket.
A public test was recently carried
out In the Thames; at London, Eng
land, of a new life-saving Jacket Dur
ing the) demonstration this apparatus
was nsed by a woman and three men:.
Tbe garment consists of a loose sack,
about the length of an ordinary lounge
jacket, having a ribbing fitted with a
substance of greater buoyancy t&an
cork. It is so constructed that the
heads of the users are completely,out
of water, thus permitting them to take
food whllo in the waters
In this mental condition -she remained
young. .; ,v ' --y v -.; c,-
Some American travelers, onac
qualnted with her history, when asked
to guess her age, placed 'It under
twenty years. She was at that time
seventy-four, hut had not a wrinkle
or gray hair.- Youth aat gently on
cheek and brow. She was hold by
the thought of youth and love, and ft
retarded the marks of age.
Over fifty lightships are stationed
around the Ec'.kh torea,
mmKm
r - ..
HEAD OF A HEW DEPARTMENT :
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it V' ' t . -:
agricultural community Is Interlaced with the social development of the com
munity in such a way that tbe officials think that one cannot he considered
without considering the other.
The department so the officials say, doe not want to, go too deeply Into
the problems ot the Individual farm family, but wants to encourage the com
munities so far aa possible to develop themselves. They do pot want to do
anything for the farmers officially that can he done by the farmers them-,
selves. ' At the same time the aim of the division will be to discover and work
out effective methods of community development ' ' '
One nmhlnm will be to discover the natural boundaries which mark an
Individual community and urge the members in tnat circle to iraae ana
exchange products among themselves when that la feasible, and to cooper
ate effectively when buying and selling outaide. It has been found by observa-
uon mai great economies can oe eueciea in iukuj cuwuiuukibb u
tlve buying as well as selling.'
Mr. Brand was born in Minnesota In 1879, Is a graduate of the university
of that atate and s by profession a botanist and agriculturist
: ,
PROTECTOR OF
Dr. William T. Hornaday, director
of the New York Zoological park, ap
peared In Washington a tew days
ago before the senate committee to
ask the congress of tbe United 8tates
to stop the activities of the American
people In the extermination of birds
for millinery purposes.
On the day of his return to this city
he told the writer that fully 100 spe
cies of the most beautiful and curious
birds of the world are now being ex-,
terminated to meet the demands for
plumes, feathers and skins to use on
women's hats.
He called attention to such salient
facta aa these:
The number of wild birds annually
consumed, by the . feather trade is so
enormous as to challenge the imagi
nation. s. -,. ..
The whole world Is under tribute. '
No species Is spared for sentimental
reasons.
And 'the most beautiful and most
curious species are the ones in the greatest danger of extermination.
For Instance, the exquisite bird of paradise are being exterminated liter
ally before our eyes, and tbe extermination ot a species Is a crime. The
greater and lesser birds of paradise and the Jobl bird of paradise are now
nearli extinct.' !. .
The beautiful quetzal of Guatemala cannot be obtained alive at any price.
The scarlet ibis, roseate spoonbill, Carolina parakeet and flamingo are now
forever gone from the bird fauna of the United Statesthanks, says Dr.
Hornaday, to the feather hunters. ,
IS NOT A MENACING FORCE
mt.r nrr.nd.Hnn in th. worH n
the balance for peace whenever war
, And. on every hand, this la enthusiasucaiiy bcuuwibuSbu t u wu-..Mrw.n.-io.
- in thin twentv-flfth veai ot his rule eminent men here and
abroad are intoning a chorus of praise to him aa the great peace lord of the
T'to spite of all Its ostentation. Germany Is working- splendidly and Is
moving forward with the best In science and art and economics and law.'
Herein too. the emperor with his Incessant energy represents the noblest
Impulse of the pooular feeling.
ENGLAND'S PEACE ADVOCATE
. On thina European statesmen and
writers are agreed upon Is In giving
the ' British minister Jor foreign af
f.ir' the credit of winding up the
Balkan war and in preserving the
greatly threatened peace, or we re
mainder of Europe.,
Slanor E.1 Emanuel, a notea itauan
diplomat and , writer, for Instance,
says: "It was a stroke of good for
tune for. the Liberal party as soon as
It returned to power to be able to
entrust the direction ot foreign policy
to Sir Edward Grey, who during the
Sonth African war had separated him
self from the party and avowed him.
self an Imperialist His Liberalism
was enlightened tempered by a sense
of reality and respect for the spirit of
the race. Quietly, without any shock,
he was able to take up and develop
the work of , Lord Lansdowne when
the adtent of the Liberals to power
had caused a fear lest tbe foreign
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policy Ot toe umvea xunguuin luium
undergo an abrupt ana radical cuange.
minister he was able, naturally and with
and this reassured all those, within, the
f 'fed that the assumption of power by the Radicals might be fatal to Eng
land's prestige and interests." J. '
Straightforwardness, in the opinion of Signor Emanuel, is toe wora
which, better than any other, accounts for the success of "this exerpM- r ,1
statesman." Kls program has been, "Make new f-1 nfl ','ps without r
I' j tbe old ones," and he has faith In It rrs:: .
Charles J. Brand, chief of the newly
created division of market under the
agricultural department's new rural
organisation service, bar the Job of
attempting to better market condi
tions, and thereby reduce the cost of
living. His work will he educational
and he will endeavor to create a high
standard In packing and shipping food
products to prevent waste. Co-operative
markets for the producers will
be tried and everything will be done
to better the quality of the produce
and to make Ita -cost lower by estab
lishing a standard method of market
ing Tbe, possibilities of the plan are
large and will Involve questions ot
highway and railroad transportation.
It la understood that country oommu-,
nltles will be urged to co-operate as
largely aa they can In selling their
products.. It Is understood the plan
is ultimately to go further afield than
markntln for the davelonment of the
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AMERICAN BIRDS
Twenty-five years ago, on June 15,
1888, the sudden death of the German
Emperor Frederick, after 100 days of
'reign, brought to the throne of the
German empire hla son Wilhelm II.,
only twenty-nine years old, and looked
upon -as an autocratic and Impulsive
youth wrapped up. heart and soul In
military matters and ' thirsting for
military glory- When, soon .after hi ;
accession, he broke with Bismarck,
the Iron chancellor, making It per-.
fectly clear that he Intended to be
sole master in Germany, the appre
hensions as to what his reign might
bring became graver and more wide
spread. Within bis own dominions
and abroad Wilhelm was considered a"
menacing force a potential war lord.
Now, 25 years later, he Is acclaimed
everywhere as the greatest factor for
peace that our time can show. , It was
he. we hear, ' who again and again,
threw the weight of his dominating
nersonality, back'd by the greatest
organization built up by hlmselflnto
clouds gathered over Europe.
, . . -
from tbe outset or his career aa
Innate facility, to find the Just path,
dlplomatlo world and without who
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