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THE INTER OCEAN, THURSDAY MORNING, JULY 23, 1903. The Inter Ocean DAILY AND SUNDAY. GEORGE WHEELER HINMAN, EDITOR AND PUBLISHER. TERMS TO CITY SUBSCRIBERS. Daily, delivered by cents per week Dally and Sunday, cents per week TERMS BY MAIL, POSTAGE PAID.

Daily edition, one ....84.00 Dally edition, six 2.00 Daily edition, per .50 Daily and Sunday, one 6.00 Dally and Sunday, per 75 Sunday, one 2.00 Home Office-106-110 Monroe street, Chicago, Ill. Telephone, 1904 Central, Eastern Office- -23 and 24 Times New York. Washington Office -82 Wyatt bldg. A Chance for Reform. The present attempt to promote Carter H.

Harrison as a candidate for the Presidential or Vice Presidential nomination on the Democratic ticket betrays a kind of indifference to the fitness of things that Chicago has had too much of hi die past and can well do without in the future. Advertising small men for large places has been too common in Chicago in recent years. Moreover, it has been too costly. For when Chicago sends a Ferdinand W. Peck to Paris to represent the United States at an international exposition, or recommends a Charles Truax to be Secretary of Commerce, or allows either or both of these things to be done in her name, of thousands of persons, whose esteem is valuable to us, are prone to conclude that Chicago is a city of Pecks and Truaxes.

If the same kind of indifference to the fitness of things should send Carter Harrison to the Democratic national convention with the Illinois delegation behind him the political consequences would be like those which befell Mayor Fitler of Philadelphia at the Republican national convention of 1888. But that would not be all, for the world would be moved to pity the intellectual poverty into which the state of Lincoln and its metropolis had fallen, that they could put forward so small a man as the ablest representative of one of its great parties and as that party's choice for the greatest office in the world. This. habit of pushing forward small men for great places has done more than any other one thing to spread misconceptions of the sagacity, brains, and breeding that characterize Chicago's best citizenship. Would it not be wise, then, to break the habit now, and, if we must 1 boom somebody for something every little while, to pick the men from the giants rather than the pygmies of this community? Why Oyster Bay Is Preferred.

An incident of life in the national capital on Tuesday will further explain, if further explanation be necessary, why President Roosevelt prefers Oyster Bay to Washington in summer. John H. Hamilton, a farmer from Sill ver Spring, had driven a load of hay into Washington and was reclining on the seat of his wagon under the glare of the afternoon stin when a thin thread of smoke curled above' his head. In a few moments the load of hay was ablaze: Hamilton to save himself had to jump over the dashboard. The fire department was called out, and the fire was put out only after a strenuous effort.

The dispatches say that the hay was ignited by the extreme heat of the sun. While incidents of a similar character are not uncommon to Pasadena, Tampa, and St. Louis, as well as in the national capital, nothing of the kind could possibly happen in Oyster Bay, for the reason that precaution is taken there to prevent anything unusual or startling, and particularly anything in the nature of spontaneous combustion. There is probably no safer place in the country, as the President has. doubtless discovered, for a load of Hay.

Mother Jones and Her Mission. The army which Mother Jones is leading toward Oyster Bay is not so large as the army General Coxey led to Washington, but it is just as intent on accomplishing its mission. Some of Mother Jones' volunteers have fallen by the wayside, to be sure, for the walking has been bad, and even when good it has demanded more physical exertion than they have been accustomed heretofore to putting into either their personal or patriotic efforts. But Mother Jones has sent the unwilling and deerepit back to Philadelphia, where. they will form a home guard and reserve which can be called on in an emergeney.

Mother Jones herself, who is 60 years old, manages not only to keep up with the main column, but occasionally she forges ahead of it, by means of farm wagons and trolley cars. In her absence the army is in command of Lieutenant Sweeney, who is not only an able tactician, but has a. keen eye for forage. On Tuesday evening, the erusaders, under his skillful direction, bivouacked in a beer saloon at West Hoboken while Mother Jones gave her time to the department of publicity and promotion. "I have sent the President," she said, "a respectful letter- no representative of anybody in this country ever sent him a more respectful letter, I am sure -explaining to him what my errand is and asking for an appointment.

I have received no answer. I wish to state my publie belief that the President has not seen my letter. What I ask for on behalf of the 125,000 textile workers represent is an opportunity for a short interview with the President, with three of the little boys who have come with me from the Kensington district. I would like to have him see these little fellows, and question them, if he will." This explains Mother Jones' attitude as well as her object, but, of course, it falls short of explaining why she should think it necessary to have an army behind her when she breaks in upon the tranquillity of the Oyster Bay elam season. Her chances of presenting to the President the grievances of the 125,000 textile workers, whom, she says, she represents, would certainly be better it she should call on the executive unattended by crusaders who carry about with them the atmosphere of all the roadhouses from Philadelphia to West Hoboken.

A Story with a Moral. Peter Ferguson, an Iowa farmer, exchanged at the stock yards on Tuesday a load of fine cattle for $1,200. He had the money in his pocket when he sauntered forth in the cool of the evening to taste the delights of this metropolis. Being a man of refined taste, which will appear directly he turned his back upon that part of the city into which cattlemen are too prone to stray, and wended his way toward Washington park, where, beneath a spreading elm, he seated himself and watched the passing of the youth and beauty of the South Side. While he was feasting his lungs on the Lake Breeze and his eyes on the handsome equipages, two affable strangers approached, made some pleasant remarks concerning the past, present, and future of the local temperature, and sat down beside him.

These affable strangers knew a great many a things that Farmer Ferguson did not know, but was glad to learn. They told him how Chicago had been resened from the domination of a dishonest minority in the city council, how the tunnels had been lowered, how CarHarrison had solved the traction ter. problem, how we dispose of our garbage scientifically. They inquired whether he had walked through the porcelain-lined tunnel or over the suspension bridge, and, on his confessing that he had been denied that pleasure, they expressed the hope that some time it might be their privilege to show him around. Changing the subject, in a casual manner, they then discussed the horseless carriage, and told him how it must eventually and inevitably develop here to a stage of perfection because of our superior street pavements, and, when they asked him if he would not like to see the spot where an automobile had plunged into the lake, he thought he would, and the affable strangers graetously undertook to present this attraction to him.

On the way to the scene of the disaster another and an equally affable stranger joined them. This person was full of mirth. He related a number of new jokes. Farmer Ferguson, being a man of refined taste, for a reason which will immediately appear was not pleased with some of the jokes, but on the whole he felt that he was fortunate in chancing upon such agreeable companions. In a burst of merriment the lighthearted and humorous stranger eventually produced a common padlock, which, he said, was a curious yet a simple mechanical puzzle.

He locked and unlocked it several times to show Farmer Ferguson how easily it could be operated. Then he offered to bet that Farmer Ferguson could not open it, and one of the other affable strangers urged Farmer Ferguson to take up the offer. At this moment the whole truth flashed across Farmer Ferguson's mind. He saw instantly that he was in the hands of bunko men, and he took to his heels, never stopping until he was headed off by a policeman, to whom he confided the details of his adventure, not forgetting to mention the principal and most interesting fact, however, that he was a regular subscriber for The Inter Ocean. To this 'one fact he, of course, attributed frankly and gratefully his narrow escape from the clutches of the friends of the "business" administration who were seeking to relieve him of his $1,200.

The moral is plain. It pays to take the only newspaper in Chicago that dares to tell the truth. Tipping Without End. An Average Man, who says he has a moderate income and whose business appears 1 to be in the traveling commercial line, voices the latest complaint against the practice of tipping. This is the AvMan's schedule for one day, as he erage gives it: Bellboy who brought my pressed .15 Waiter at .20 Extra for boy who shined shoes.

.05 Extra for cabman above rate of fare. Lunch, with one as guest, walter's .35 Porter. Messenger Dinner .50 Bellboy. .25 There was nothing unusual about this day, according to the Average Man, who that the bellboy lingered exafter both visits; that the bootblack's fixed charge of 5 cents was merely a pleasantry and that double the sum was confidently looked for, and that, while the message he sent cost but 15 cents to deliver, it was necessary to give the messenger 25 cents in order to hurry the note along. The Average Man proceeds: In these days nobody can sately leave a barber shop by merely paying for the price of his shave, and it would be folly to expect the porter to get your trunk out of your room in time for the train unless there was something in it for him.

Here is an extra bill, all told, of $2.35 for one day, and it was within $1.15 of my hotel bill. In my bustness Learn $7, but it takes me over the country a great deal. I do not know where I am to get the money to invest in the business I want to take up. The Average Man then concludes his observations thus: According to my judgment there are three classes of people who tip mentals-the person who tips because he is generous, the one who tips because he likes to appear generous, and the one who tips because he bribes the person tipped to give him more than his share of attention. 1 am in the last class.

While this Average Man's tipping expenses appear large, in proportion to his income, it must be granted that the tips were necessary in order to expedite his business, as he partly explains, and to get proper service. There is nothing new plaint except that it has been reduced to figures, and if $2.35 a day is an average in a moderate commercial hotel there is indeed very little hope of the Average Man's saving much money to invest in business. Tipping has grown from a habit to a necessity in American eities. Formerly the waiter and the bellboy held an almost exclusive advantage, but now few "courtesies" are without the expected reward. Inattention and even incivility are the portion of the man who does not tip.

If the Average Man with a moderate income cannot afford these extra expenditures he suffers, since persons of large incomes, who are directly responsible for the spread of the tipping evil, are still to be found and are willing to pay. Comfortable travel is impossible without tipping for proper attention. A man gets a better meal, better served, when he offers extra inducements for it. He is better cared for when he pays well. All these things are true, and tipping is excessive, but the Average Man must bear with it until he offers a remedy.

And this no Average Man seems able to do. Boston's Demand for Parasites. While the cotton-boll weevil is working destruction in Texas, while mosquitoes are clogging 700-horse-power engines at East St. Louis, and while Evanston women are taking an active interest in the various kinds of bugs that infest our beautiful north shore, Boston is devoting itself to the trichogramma pretiosa. There is a shorter name for it than this, but Boston prefers trichogramma pretiosa.

It sounds better in Boston. Boston admires the trichogramma pretiosa because it is a deadly enemy of the coddling moth, which at present 15 doing considerable mischief in Middlesex and Essex. The peculiar charm, from a Boston viewpoint, of the trichogramma pretiosa, is that it not only lays its eggs on the eggs of other insects, but in the very eggs themselves, a fact which is regarded as a veritable triumph of intelligence, and one that reflects the greatest credit upon the parasite. Still Boston is forced to the sad confession that the trichogramma pretiosa, like all things mortal, has its limitations. It can lay only one egg at a time and it can, therefore, lay only one egg in one egg of another insect at a time.

The Importance of this fact will be recognized when it is learned that some other insects, anticipating probably the appearance of the trichogramma pretiosa, have formed the habit of laying their eggs in clusters, with the result that while the trichogramma pretiosa is laying its egg in one egg of the cluster all the other eggs of the cluster are hatching out, thereby adding immensely to the difficulties of the entomological situation. As the mind of Boston just now is running very largely to entomology it is hoped that some scheme may be devised whereby the trichogramma pretiosa may be induced to change its method of laying so as to produce eggs in clusters, also. If this can be accomplished the coddling moth will soon be destroyed. the mantis, another benefitcent insect, is expected in Boston, though it has been delayed in transmission. In fact, Boston confesses frankly that, though it is wrapped up in admiration of the trichogramma pretiosa, it is ready to extend a warm welcome to all parasites that will help it war upon the gypsy and the brown tail in every stage eggs, caterpillars, pupae, or full-grown moths.

The Circus in Society. After the young society women of began wearing their hair down Newport their backs, after Mr. Lehr arrived on the scene and went about with his very green parrot on his shouder, and after the details of the Drexel-Fish social fend had been discussed, it followed naturally that Newport should experience a lull. Excepting Mr. Lehr's public statement that he does not wear pink pajamas there has been nothing of particular interest at Newport for a week.

It is encouraging to find, however, that this center of Eastern summer social frolic is not to rest upon its record for the unique and startling, but will go forward and continue to make the days interesting. Mrs. Stuyvesant Fish, it is now announced, has prepared a surprise for the guests at her next dinner party. This, it is hinted, will take the form of a den of trained lions borrowed from a circus. Whether Mrs.

Fish and her guests will be seated at a table spread within the lions' den or will simply look on from some safer place is not explained, so secret are the plans that are forming, but in either event this will be the first "lion dinner" to be given at Newport, and so deserves attention. If lion dinners are to become popular there will be a certain charm in Mrs. Fish's idea because of its inexpensiveness. It need not be supposed that only the rich can give such entertainments. It is true that not all can afford to have a den of lions brought to the house, but the increase in the number of lions in our zoological gardens and the frequency with which the summer cireus visits various localities make it possible at least to approach the Fish idea.

A comparatively inexpensive lion dinner may be given at a publie park by inviting the guests to assemble at the animal-house and, while a light lunch of sandwiches and pop is served, observe the lion as he parades in his lair. A punch or two with a stout stick will provide the rest of the entertainment, but it should first be assured that the bars have strong powers of resistance. Those who do not live in large cities may await the coming of the country circus and, while the performance is going on in the main tent, gather about the cages in the menagerie and spend a congenial afternoon in the company of the monarchs of the jungle, or, perhaps, the first lion born in captivity. The menu for such an occasion should be simple- lemonade, fresh roasted peanuts, and popcorn are always seasonable and to be relished. But too much caution cannot be shown in approaching the cage, and for these suburban affairs it would be as well, perhaps, to have the refreshment served outside of the ropes.

Hints like these show that Newport is not necessarily of exclusive habits, and that, while Mrs. Fish may set the pace, it is not difficult one to follow. In the meantime those who do not greatly care for fashionable dinners, or very green parrots, or social feuds during the summer, need not worry about these things, but seek a quiet brook and wrestle with the more serious problem of fishing tackle. Because his 16-year-old son refused to get up when called, William Liard of Knoxville, Iowa, shot him dead yesterday. If William Liard's father had been 50 particular about a matter of this kind, the chances are that this tragedy would never have happened.

Ireland's New Day. The Irish land bill, which passed the House of Commons on Tuesday by a practically unanimous vote, while apparently continuing the Gladstonean policy, really reverses it. The Irish landlord differed from others in that he furnished nothing to agricultural enterprise, as a rule, but the bare soil. The tenant had to provide all the working capital and make all the improvements, and yet when the land was thus lifted from uselessness to usefulness nothing remained with the tenant except what he might be able to save out of the annual product. All increment of value, both earned and unearned, remained the landlord's.

The tenant, after a lifetime of labor, acquired no real stake in the country. The Gladstonean legislation sought to secure for the tenant a share in the permanent as well as in the annual fruits of his labor. It recognized a dual ownership of landlord and tenant in the increase of value given the land by the latter's labor. The tenant's rights were protected chiefly by the device of having his rent fixed by a court at figures that would enable him to get back out of the annual product some share of what he expended on permanent improvements. The new act proposes virtually to annul the dual ownership thus established by having the state aid the tenants to buy out the landlords altogether.

It proposes to give the landlords so high a price that they will be ready to sell. It is, in one sense, a bill to "boom" the price of Irish land. Against this feature of the bill the criticisms of the Irish members have been chiefly directed. They pointed out that the tenants would have to repay to the state the fancy prices that it gave the landlords. By several amendments the margin to the landlords has been reduced, not so far as to make them unwilling to sell, and yet far enough to leave the tenants free from the fear of hopeless indebtedness to the state.

No serious opposition to the bill is anticipated in the House of Lords, although the dickering between the 1 two great interests involved will doubtless continue to some extent there. The effect of the bill, if it works out as intended, will be that within the next fifty years or so the landlord class will have practically disappeared, and the soil of Ireland will be in the possession of those who use it. How much this will mean for Ireland it is easy to see. The larger political effect of the measure was acutely predicted by Mr. Balfour in his remark that he "did not doubt that after the agrarian settlement political controversies would remain, but Irishmen who were demanding a great constitutional change would not be embittered by a sense of social wrong." Since the Venezuelans have been permitted to indulge in self-government without fear of interference from the outside, they have proved themselves to be entirely equal to the task.

Even Hayti could not do better. If the merit board understands the situation, and it thinks it does, then it is convinced that one the most unhealthy things connected with the reform city government is the health department. One cannot read the reports of the damage wrought by Tuesday's unexpected hailstorm without arriving at the sad conclusion that meteorology is not as yet quite an exact science. As a matter of fact, only a morbid curiosity can be very deeply interested in discovering the present whereabouts of Mr. Schwab.

Another day has elapsed since Professor Langley's flying machine was pronounced all ready to fly--yet it has not flown. Unless the cable is misreporting him, there will be no occasion during his present visit for taking King Edward to Blarney castle. PRACTICAL YACHTS. Something for Consideration Before the International Races. To the Editor.

Everywhere we have read and heard expressions of regret. that the competition and vast expenditures involved in the international yachting contests for the cup, which Sir Thomas Lipton is soon again to compete for, should be all devoted to improving the "skimming-dish" type, which even Emperor William has charactertzed as useless, adding, by the way, his own further regret that it (the competition) was not along lines that would evolve a perfect form in some useful kind of vessel. Now, why do not yachtsmen secure expressions from Sir Thomas and from the members of the New York Yacht club, in regard to the advisability of choosing a different type of vessel for the next competition to be arranged for? I believe that, after defeat, It would be embarrassing for the defeated party to propose a change; hence, before the race is the time to open the discussion. Should not the type to be selected for future races be one that should, by its improvement, be a benefit to the nation, or to commerce, as well as to the rich yacht owner? REGULAR READER. Chicago, Ill.

Advertising and Charity, 724 Marquette Building, Chicago. Color. Our hero beat his young wife until she was To the Editor. What connection has Victor. F.

Lawson with the board of assessors and the sheriff, to persuade them to assist him in advertising his newspapers? Here they are again with their annual request for the purchase of tickets to a baseball game between the employes of the board of assessors and the sheriff's men, for "the benefit of the Daily News Fresh Air Fund." The little ones of the poor district are again exploited by Lawson, and so successtul has he been that the Tribune is following him with a theatrical entertainment in aid of "'The Tribune's Ice Fund." It is good wager, however, that the Tribune won't get enough ice out of its venture to freeze Lawson's nerve. The Dally News and Tribune should reflect that the yellow journal generally pays out of Its own purse the expenses of its charity advertising stunts, and therefore shows more self-respect than they do. WILLIAM HINDLEY. black and blue. "The feminine characters is a society novel are so apt to be colorless," and he.

in explanation of the seeming gaucherie. -Detroit Free Press. Mr. Farmer -Here, my poor man, are some cold sausages. Weary Willie-'Seuse me, mum.

but don't your sign say "Beware of the Judge. NEWS OF THE THEATER. Sir Thomas Lipton to Decide Beauty Contest4-Gossip. As a modern Paris, Sir Thimas Lipton will pass judgment upon two beauteous "broilers." For fear the term may carry neither satistying nor definite meaning to the crude Westerner, we hasten to explain that in the effete and highly cultured East "brotler" is the expressive term applied to those young persons of the chorus who are not more than 18 years of age. The contest is to be one of physical beauty between one "broiler" from the "Runaways" company and second "broiler" from the "Punch and Judy" company, these two having been selected, presumably by a vote of the squabs and hens of their respective organizations.

Sir Thomas may and may not have known the fullness of the honor that was to be conferred upon him, but his letter of acceptance of this delicate mission proves him to be a gentleman of tact and forethought. He will meet neither "brofler" face to face, and his addresses to their attendants will be made at long range. They (the will not journey to the good ship Erin, as Athene and her sisters traveled to Ida, and there make their claims to the honors of Aphrodite. This modern Paris will avail himself of modern invention, and the two graces, or, rather, the two "broilers." will forward photographs, for- which they will be especially posed, and upon these Sir. Thomas will fasten his gaze until he determines which is the handsomer.

We trust that Sir Thomas will not be led astray by the novel and convincing expressions of our Eastern contemporaries and, in place of passing upon the beauty of face of the contestants, decide for her of the plumpest figure and the most fat. The English, we have been told, are rather slow at appreciating our American humor and equally backward in grasping the essential force of our original sayings. Being told that he was to be a judge of "brotlers, it is altogether possible that the gallant knightafter-the-cup might call in the chef of the Erin to assist him to a decision, which would be decidedly unfair and ungallant. Cooks may know a lot concerning the quickest way and the best way to do lobsters, but their acquaintance with the maids of the chorus ends there. Sir Thomas should be enlightened.

The two young women chosen for the contest are Miss Miriam Falconer for the "Punch and Judy" company and Miss Rose Earle for the "Runaways." And both can file certifcates that they are not out of the "broiling" class. Hurrah! Mr. Frohman appears to have decided that London is a better training school for his stars than the United States. Now it is said that Margaret Anglin will next season become the leading woman of the Duke of York's theater on the other side, and likely remain there several seasons. Miss Anglin is a Canadian by birth and her ambition naturally centers in a London success.

Some months ago, when it was said she would leave Mr. Frohman's management unless he made her 8 star, and later announced that the wise director had agreed to feature her at the head of a company, it seems that she was simply arranging for this London appearance, In response to a cablegram she salled for England and looked over the ground, agreeing with the Frohman plans. It is seriously to he hoped that Miss Anglin will be satisfied with one season away from home. The new season's plans of Manager Henry W. Savage are interesting in Chicago.

He is distinctly a Western manager wherever his headquarters may be, and the foundation of his success has been reared this side of the Alleghanies. In a talk with Leander Richardson recently "the guv'nor" modestly declared his managerial greatness and in the course of the interview declared: plans are rather extensive for the coming ten season. I have already contracted to present different companies, and have two others that may be introduced along toward spring. My English grand-opera company, which was very successful last year, will contain a lot of new material next year. have a prima donna named Morelll.

of whom I expect great things. She is a coloratura soprano, and has sung with success at Covent Garden. I have also a new tenor, handsome Frenchman, who has been a pupil of has Mme. served Marie Roze. He is a Breton by birth, and in the French army, a schooling that has given him a fine, manly bearing unusual among our tenors of recent years.

The company will also have several other recruits who are expected to contribute in an important measure to its success. "I shall not be able to produce 'Madame this season, for the reason that it isn't completed by the composer. In its place I shall make a big revival of "I shall conduct two companies playing 'The trom Prince of Pilsen, one company playing Peggr Paris, another 'King and another 'The Sultan of The scene of the new Ade and Luders piece, called "The is laid in Corea, and the title refers to the ruler of that country, who occupies a position similar to that of the Mikado in Japan. Mr. Ade's new comedy, 'The County is a rural play of the middle West.

The Idea was which suggested is by little the first act of 'Peggy from a drama in itself. There are only two musical numbers in this act, the remainder of which furnishes a strong, interesting story. day, coming East from Chicago, Mr. Ade and I were talking things over when I suggested that he was the one man to write a charateristic Indiana comedy drama. He was raised in that section, you know.

I pointed out to him that we had already seen numerous New England plays and many California others located in the Rocky mountain and countries. But we hadn't encountered any dramatic works of a satisfactory character depicting lite as he had seen it in his youth. immediately went to work upon 'The County which is to be a very pretentious production, employing the services of no less than 160 people. There are twenty- speaking parts in this work, and nO The piece has a background of politics, but is entirely devoid of partisanship, neither Democracy nor RepublicanIsm being mentioned in it from first to last. Hitchcock will be taken over from the 'King Dodo' cast to play in 'The Yankee one of those loose-jointed, long-legged countrymen we run across In almost every remote community.

This comedy I shall produce along toward the holidays. The piece is a satire upon our consular service, and Raymond ought to make a hit in this particular Camille d'Arville's love for the footlights has conquered again. She is singing with the Tivoli Opera company in San Francisco. Jess Dandy will leave vaudeville next season to play Hans. Wagner in one of "The Prince of companies.

A new comedy by Leo Dietrichstein, called Pluribus Unum," was produced Monday in Worcester, Mass. The unraveling of the plot resulting in the destruction of the Maine in Havana harbor is the pivotal scene. Manager Murdock could have traveled far and studied long without making a better selection for his $3,000 week than Cecilia Loftus, a reference to whose engagement appears elsewhere. Her temporary return to vaudeville may well be scheduled as an event, for she is unquestionably one of the greatest stars who ever adorned that form of entertainment. B.

M. SEVEN CENTS; OFF FOR EUROPE. Two Omaha Boys on World Tour Captured in Evanston. Europe was the goal sought by Hugh MeGee and Frank Kelly, two 13-year-old youths of South Omaha, whose combined capital was 7 cents, but the projected tour of foreign lands ended at Evanston. The two boys were arrested yesterday a at the railway station, where they were taken off a fast mail train bound for Chicago from Madison, Wis.

When the boys were taken into custody they had 7 cents between them, the fund with which they proposed to cross the ocean and visit Paris, London, and other old world cities. "Is this New York! asked Hugh McGee, as Policeman Edward Jamieson led them toward the station. "No, was the answer; "but there is plenty to see here, just the same." Young McGee gave his address as 2721 street, and Kelly's as 2745 street, South Omaha. Relatives of the boys were notifled of their arrest. Where She Drew the Line.

He had been reading to his wife- she had auburn hair. and a ready tongue- a lot of hot weather advice. As he repeated the various items that were said to be conducive to personal comfort with the thermometer at 90, she nodded her head approvingly. all right," she said. Then he looked back at the paper and added: "Good temper is also a great factor in hot weather happiness." "What idiotic nonsense!" she cried and would hear no Cleveland Plain Dealer.

REAL LIONS AT LAST. Innovation of Which Smart Society Stood Sorely In Need. HAROLD RICHARD VINNE. STORIES ABOUT PEOPLE. NEWPORT, R.

L. July Stuyvesant Fish, it is understood, has a novel entertainment In store for the guests at her dinner Saturday evening next. It is whispered that on Saturday evening. Mrs. Fish will have a cage of wild beasts at "Crossways" for the entertainment of her guests.

Inter Ocean Special. Now shall at last we plainly see, Before the week is o'er, Real lions in society, And hear 'em champ and roar. For heretofore, on Newport's beach, Where group so many fair, The only lions within reach Were persons with long hair, poet or a singer manPerchance a foreign PrinceAnd never gobbled all the grub they can, Who've been seen since, But made the hostess very proud To meet guests at the door, And let them hear her welcome loud, And then the lion roar. But at this dinner we shall view Hyenas with each dish, A tall giraffe or kangaroo To giorify the Fish: A whale, maybap, within a tank, Or some old salt sea-bossmonk -to help the host to thank, Or a rhinoceros. We may see flying o'er the board An eagle or sea-mew, And, while the salad's being stored, Grow friendly with a gau.

An elephant, with docile air, May walk the table round, And In parrots chat with Harry Lehr, confidence profound. But all the dinner'll be forgot In salvos of applause, Whether When the claret's cold or hot, the real lion roars. Society will give glad calls, Though sure I cannot see How the poor, patient animals Can stand society. Money Money. Andrew Carnegie brings each year from Scotland a new collection of Scottish stories.

One of last year's gathering Ignorant concerns a very farmer. This tarmer, over a glass of whisky, sympathized one day with the complaints of an old friend of his, a peddler. The peddler said the times. were always hard in Scotland; the people had no money there; 1 it was a poor place to get along in. you say is true," the farmer agreed.

"Why don't you emigrate to Austraila, Tavish? Australia's a grand place, by all "It used to be," the other returned, but it is so no longer. Australia is as overcrowded now as any other "The coast may be." the farmer "but the interior I'm sure ia not. admitted, Go to Australia, Tavish, and push into the interior." "D- the interior," said the peddler. The "There's nothing there but kangaroos." some farmer thought that kangaroos were foreign race of people. "Well, Tavish," he said, reproachfully, "isn't a kangaroo's money as good as any other man's?" -Kansas City Journal.

Had Opposite Effect. The little English vicar of Hexton, whose objection to high church ritualism brought him recently into conflict with Bishop Potter in New York, sat one day drinking a brandy and soda in the cafe of the Fifth Avenue hotel. A group of reporters surrounded him. One of the reporters said: "Why don't you try to down ritualism, Mr. Fillingham, with sermons rather than with violence?" The vicar smiled.

he said, "have an effect always, but too often this effect is the opposite one to what the sermonizer intended." "How do you mean, sir?" the reporter asked. "I'll illustrate to you what I mean," said the vicar. once had a parishioner who was a miser. For this man's benefit preached one Sunday a strong sermon on the necessity of charity, of philanthropya sermon on the duty and the joy of giving. The miser.

at whom I gazed often, seemed impressed. day I met him on the street. Well, I said, 'what did you think of yesterday's 'It moved me deeply, he answered. "It has brought home to me so strongly the necessity of giving alms that, honestly, sir, I've a great mind to turn New York Tribune. A Stellar Peanut Gallery, The other night the colored pastor of the Wheat Street Baptist church spoke a welcome to Booker T.

Washington. Pastor Bryant is a regular 'rousement" preacher. In the course of his speech he said he could imagine "the angels leaving the battlements of heaven to kneel at the foot of the throne and beg for furloughs to perch on the stars outside and hear Booker Washington speaking wisdom and patriotism!" The crowd cheered and laughed at the remarkable suggestion -and then Pastor Bryant joined heartily in the Atlanta Constitution. Business Before Baseball, An oid blind negro, who is led around by a diminutive boy, while begging for alms, was left alone yesterday while his guide watched the baseball bulletins. Finally he called with a loud voice: "Come heah, yo' nigger scamp! I'se loosIn' good money whilst youse projeckin' wid dat ball game!" Atlanta Constitution.

PILGRIMS TO GO TO ST. ANNE. Notre Dame Society Arranges for Eighteenth Annual Excursion, The St. Anne society of the church of Notre Dame, Oregon avenue and Sibley street, has completed arrangements for the eighteenth annual pilgrimage to the shrine of St. Anne at St.

Anne, to be held Monday, July 27. A special train of cars will convey the Chicago devotees to the shrine. This train will consist of twenty-five cars In two sections, and will leave the Dearborn station at 6:15 a. m. on the Eastern Illinois road, making Seventh stops at Twenty-Second and Fortystreets, Englewood, and Kensington, to take on members of church societies.

Upon the arrival of the Chicago train at St. Anne, at 8:30 a. it will be met by the pilgrims from Momence, Kankakee, and adjoining towns, and the local societies, escorted in procession to the church, where religious services will be held every halfuntil 4 p. when the train leaves St. Anne for Chicago.

St. Anne's church is one of the three churches of the Western hemisphere which possesses an authentic relic of St. Anne. The other two are St. Anne de Beaupre, Canada, and St.

Anne's church. New York. The relic at the Ilinois shrine is a portion of the finger bone of the saint. SENDS HIS WIFE $2 A WEEK. MEN.

Mohr Could Not Live on This and Has Husband Arrested. Can a woman live on $2 a week? This was a question Justice Richardson was confronted with yesterday afternoon in the case of Theodore Mohr, a motorman employed by the Chicago Union Traction company, who was charged with abandonment by his wife, Mrs. Clara Mohr, 554 North Hamlin avenue. Mohr thought his wife could live on $2 a week, and that was why he was arrested. Justice Richardson thought the opposite, and he held Mohr in bonds of $500 to await the action of the grand jury.

According to Mrs. Mohr, her husband left her several months ago, and in his absence sent her $2 a week to live on. This she found insufficient, she says, and she had him arrested. Far Advanced. egg you're got she the breakfast table.

"Isn't replied, when he had broken it; rather, it la -Philadel- Too Far Advanced. "What a tiny exclaimed, over It eute?" he "I should say, I phia Ledger. THE WHIRL OF SOCIETY. Oh, such saucy story, but if told with sufficient delicacy It need offend no one. It was related in my hearing at a luncheon table, and its central figure is a fine fellow, rich, sort of generous, talented, and accomplished- a twentieth century He Is no longer In his youth, but Bassompierre.

admirably preserved. The bouncing young kid who related the story, and who is himself just taking his own frat bite from the cherry life, proceeded to relate that he met. Basso: pierre on a certain Wabash avenue corner very late one night, or, rather, very early one morning recently. He was in flawless evening togs, as usual, and, while wattle for his car, was listlessly swinging to tro a bunch of keys, which he carrie attached to a chain, "Hello!" said youngster to the oldster, "what in the wort are you doing here, and what in the wor are you thinking so hard abaut?" "Your man," replied Bassompierre suavely, eying his Interlocutor with great fixity was simply wondering to which of my houses it was my duty to go." I call the very magnificence of high-bred insouR If it were not for the Midway, what world would we do for excitement? athletic instructor suing his dough, and co-eds mixed up in a controversy as to whether beauty or brains is the more desirable possession. I have not been asked to referee either dispute, but the second strikes me as so interesting that I can't, as a lifelong expert in such matters, afford to overlook It.

As between the relative desirability of the possession of beauty or brains by the educated young woman of the period, there will always be a sharp difference of opinion- as there always is on any subject in which the lovely sex is concerned. The safest way, young ladles, is for you to possess both the beauty and the brains and give the young man of your priceless choice whichever he prefers, but never either in too heavy doses. Brains and beauty can be mixed very acceptably, just like a salad, with a little tact for the dressing; only I warn you that if you ever convince the young man that you know more than he does he will never forgive you. The clever woman is the one that bamboozles the man into the belief that he's all there is to it, when she knows herself to be that very thing. Meanwhile he knows exactly what she's doing, but loves her for the adroitness with which she does it.

Now, can any Socrates beat me for wisdom? and I've no Xantippe in my flat either. A ballad of the period: Whurroo for the King in Dublin! For throuble he doesn't look, An' there's nothin "11 him be throublin', "Less he gets to Donnybrook. Barren is a poltroon word to use in connection with a field of news in which it Is impossible, or the next thing thereto, to make bricks without straw. Consider the paucity- a much politer of gilttering events, however, it Is perhaps, permissible to gabble little longer about nothing. A deserving young man who work all the year like a good fellow, and is ab to take a well-earned, vacation at Asbury Park, down by the sounding Jersey seacoast, has been asking me some questions about that famous resort, and as there is no place I have not been I was able to en lighten him.

My pointers to him may De of value to others similarly bound. Abburr Park, then, is a very beautiful place, 1a which it is only necessary to have a quarter to give to Deacon Bradley in order to enjoy the luxury of a dip in the ocean. Ba far the loveliest feature of the ocean bathing is the sign that ornaments the wall of every one of Deacon Bradley's bathinghouses. It reads: A Lady May be Just as Much of a Lady When in Her Bathing Suit as when in the Ballroom Clad In Silk and Diamonds. and then, in huge, black-letter type: A WORD TO THE WISE IS SUFFICIENT.

Bathing-suit etiquette is perfection there, in consequence. When in ordinary attire etiquette varies according to one's ideas, but there is but one prevailing rule as to the manner in which it is permissible to make a lady's acquaintance on the beach at Asbury. A faux pas would render you forever despicable. You must stroll the boardwalk, then, J. J.

(that's my pupil's pair of initials), and when you see the lady that appears to please you, you must take a short run, leap over her sun-umbrella, land at her feet, bury your face in the sand likes the phillilew bird, and immediately begin to relate the solemn story of your life. If you are a gentleman she will take no offense, and she will presently invite you to take her down to Port-auPec, near Long Branch, on the trolley, and provide her with unlimited lobsters and clams. She is generally an overworked little schoolma'am from somewhere in Jersey or Pennsylvania and whowy decent and dear, and oh, so always provided you. are a gentleman. There are worse places than Asbury Park.

As the song says, "Oh, memories- The events in our own town are not too numerous to count. The engagement is announced of Miss Ethelyn Allen of Helena, niece of Mr. and Mrs. Henry Canon that city, to Thomas Diven Huff, an attori of this city. The marriage will take Aug.

18 at the home of Mr. Canon in Helens The young couple will spend their honeymoon. in Alaska. After a tour of several months in that country they will be at home to their friends in Evanston. Mr.

Huff will leave next week for Helena, and will not return to this city until some time in December Mr. Huff is a son of H. L. Huff of Eldor: Iowa, and is a member of the Hamilton club and a director of the Young Men's association. Happiness to 'em.

Mr. Richard Harding Davis has recently purchased an estate at Westchester, N. Y. which he proposes to improve and develo Into one of the finest summer residences New York. The dog is still on deck, but have not heard of Jaggers, the messenger boy, getting a life job.

He bight have been valet to Richard all his days, but perhaps prefers Lunnon. Mr. Henry Blair will join his family this week at their cottage at Jefferson, near Bethlehem, N. in the White mountains. Mr.

Charles L. Raymond has joined his family at Jefferson and is arranging a number of golf tournaments and trap-shooting contests. He is the leader of the outdoor set there this summer. Mr. and Mrs.

John A. Drake of the Kenwood will leave tomorrow for Saratoga. Oh, yes, a few notes about other folks: Mrs. Max E. Peltzer.

9 Diversey court, is entertaining Miss Hattie Collene Wheeler of Burlington, this week. Dr. Charles J. Whalen has gone to Spokane. He expects to visit the interesting places in Washington, Idaho, Wyoming, Utah, and Colorado, and will return home about Aug.

15. Mr. C. F. Gunther galled Tuesday for Europe on the Kaiser William 11.

Miss Virginia Listemann, 683 Fullerton boulevard, daughter of Professor Bernhard Listemann of the Chicago: Musical college, will spend the summer with friends in Wisconsin. Mr. and Mrs. A. M.

Cornelison announce the engagement of their daughter, Amy, to Mr. Herman GoebeL Everybody now calls "Farmer" Lowden the Prince of Entertainers- it's no discourtesy to style him "Farmer" Lowden, because he likes it- since he took all the star writers of the state into camp at his country place. So sorry I couldn't go, Colonel Frank. WILLIE DEARBORN. Wars.

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