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THE TJPPEE BES MOINES: ALGONA, IOWA, WEDNESDAY, MAY 25, JALIADS OF A CITY BOWB«. sea- less! ,' dells with brow* «$d silw* brook* ! ntftaberiesi pefenniiilly shrill, ablishmfclit betimes in sightly books Hga breathing righteous praise! of bough \ Mil, ) are fait spots, but here God's gracious he's throw from the city's henrt and din s me as fair—let tne deserve it still— • window Where the elm looks in. • love dark things who celebrate the rooks at build in woody places mirk and ohiU. neighbor, too, misled, on sturdy hooka fpainted cage hangs from his window sill lid hears not in its captive's ev'ry trill i for the liberty he may not win. hose are free, lusty throats with tune that fill \ tipper windows where the elm looks in. blist'ring, turquoise bay It overlooks, tty pleasant bower, and a gentle hill lit with wild mustard blossoms. There are nooks yond them doubtless which a little skill i ballad making must misprize. To thrill > world with perfect lays let them begin Tic can. This theme befits an humbler quill— ' Upper window where the elm looks in. L day is over at the rumbling mill ad slipped the gyves of office discipline, > is an exorcist for ov'ry ill— ' upper window where the elm Ictoks in. —Edward W. Barnard in Lotus. THEATRICAL RECEIPTS. Wire, Heel. EEPS it each wires 3 fence wires strand expan- m and i from igo. FRTH 1OWS vhen nore be:hey Ariel Keade Wondered Why They Were So Large In America. "Edwin Booth In London" is the title an article in The Century by E. H. louse. Mr. House tells of an intorest- pbg meeting between Booth and Charles jteade and reports the following conver- flation relating to the appearance of ioth and Irving together: "Is it true that the prices will be ,nged?" "Doubled, I believe. Irving says they .ust be. That is one of the risks I 'speak of, but he is full of confidence. iHe does it more for my sake than anything else." | "Then I hope it will turn out well. What are the indications?" "Very good, I hear. I cannot judge myself. The conditions are all different from what I am used to." , "I understand. We are too slow— i and thrifty, I suspect—to run the swift LAmerioaa pace. Yet I can't see why jj-there should be such an amazing differ- ^enoe in your theatrical business and lours. The stories we hear of Now York pprofits sound fabulous. I should say they ifwere fabulous if I had not seen the re- E ^-arns of Wallack's when one of my lays was produced there. A hundred ...Bounds a night is nothing to you, it Ifseems." ' i "Two or three hundred would not |fstagger us," said Booth, smiling, "nor lour or five for a very great and special attraction. For several years the prosperous houses in New York considered $1,000 a fair average the year round. 'Stars' traveling through the country, for whom the regular prices were raised, could sometimes draw much more." "Were you at all prepared for the lower receipts here?'' "Not really prepared. I was told jwhat to expect, but paid no attention. ;fl Clarke said I should get nothing at the f Princess', but I did not take his 'nothing' literally. I thought I might count upon $1,000 a month at the very worst. He was right, however." "I can't make it out," said Keade. ,., "Your theaters are not larger than ours, I and . the prices of tickets are about the I same, yet I see the Adelphi or the St. James' packed, without about one-half the result that Wallace's shows. It beats my arithmetic. You can't get more people into a place than it will hold." "We do that, too, sometimes," laughed Booth, "but, as I say, you must come and find out all about it for yourself, Mr. Keade. Your audiences will be larger than the halls can hold, so you can study the problem under the best conditions." "No, no. You tempt me to my destruction. '' But the compliment greatly pleased the author, who liked to heai such things said, though he affected a lofty indifference to praise. at N»tnr*. "The poetry of earth ie never dead," wrote Keats, and though the statement sounds at first thought a dangerously sweeping one there is no doubt that if he had been called upon to argue the point he would have successfully maintained his thesis. Kegarded subjectively, the poetry of earth, of, in other words, the quality which makes for poetry in external nature, 4s that power in nature which moves us by suggestion, which excites in us emotion, imagination or poignant association, which plays upon the tense strings of our sympathies with the fingers of memory or desire. This power may reside not less in a bleak pasture lot than in a para- disal close of bloom and verdure, not less in a roadside thistle patch than in a peak that soars into the sunset. It works through sheer beauty or sheer sublimity, but it may Work with equal effect through austerity or reticence or limitation or change. It may use the most common scenes, the most familiar facts and forms, as the vehicle of its most penetrating and most illuminating message. It is apt to make the drop of dew on a grass blade as significant as the starred sphere of the sky. Merely descriptive poetry is not very far removed from the work of the reporter and the photographer. Lacking the selective quality of creative art, it is in reality little more than a representation of some of the raw materials of poetry. It leaves the reader unmoved, because little emotion has gone to its making.—Charles G. D. Roberts in Forum. A Baked Bonnet. During a recent rainstorm a society woman was caught in a sudden downpour and was compelled to run homo in very undignified haste. Her dignity, however, wasn't damaged as much as her bonnet. The latter had been a dream of beauty when she started out. It was a perfect nightmare when she reached home again. She thought that a little heating would bring it about all right. The kitchen fire had gone out, but she put the bonnet in the oven and prepared to build the fire. Just as she had got all the materials together the doorbell rang. It was a caller. The visitor was a great gossip, and she had a brand new bit of scandal to tell. The two women became very much absorbed in their chat. During the course of it the servant girl, who had been out for the afternoon, returned and passed back into the kitchen. About an hour later the two gossips in the parlor began to notice a queer odor coming from the kitchen. The truth of the situation suddenly flashed upon the hostess, who immediately rushed out into the kitchen. There she found to her horror that the girl had built the kitchen fire and her lovely bonnet lay in the oven roasted to a crisp. —Philadelphia Becord. EXPERIMENT IN DETECTION. the Oromtni; Policeififtn i* U Wlife « Sol. omon When Neoe»»»ry. The policeman who maintains life and order at the meeting of two down town streets must be possessed of considerable judgment. He must know when to make a hole in the wall, so to Speak, through the mass of vehicles and let a portion of the surging humanity go through. He must know how to do several things at once—to at the same time chat pleasantly with a lady friend of his, tell a woman from the suburbs where the streets she's on is and pull a couple of old gentlemen from the jaws of cable cars, and, what is more surprising, most of the down town force can do this, and, what is truly astonishing, nearly all do it in a gentlemanly manner and keep their tempers well. It is not infrequently that an officer is found who can do all this and more too. At one of the most prominent cross streets there is a. policeman who is a close second to the caliph that decided the ownership of an infant in his own highly original way. Among many instances where his acumen has played a particular part is one that happened a day or so ago. It concerned a bicycle. The latter was left by its rider against the curb. A few minutes later a young man approached it. The policeman in question had not seen the owner get off the machine, but he thought the newcomer looked a trifle suspicions. The chain and sprocket whee^ of the bicycle had been secured together by a padlock. When the young man in question began to carry the wheel off instead of unlocking it he felt it was about time to act. "Do you own that bicycle?" he said to the young man." "Yes," was the reply. "Where's your key, then?" was his next. "I've lost it." That settled it. "Say, now," continued the policeman, "will you give me your name and address?" The young man seemingly did not want to make any trouble. He hesitated for a moment and then said, "Why, yes, if you want it." "And now," continued the policeman, after he had it, "you know the case looks strange, and you know we have BO many bikes lost, would you mind waiting 15 minutes to see if any one else should come after that wheel?" "No, I guess not, "said the young man. Then he leaned back on a railing and began to wait. After he had been there three or four minutes the policeman said: "Well, I guess it's all right. You can go." And then, turning to a bystander, he remarked, "You can bet your next month's pay ho wouldn't have stood there if it wasn't his."— Chicago Times-Herald. :tty, you :est. call as- can ex- (I Scolding Under Difficulties. At a church gathering some time ago a number of deaf mutes were present. Refreshments were served during the evening, and in handing a cup of coffee to one of the guests a deaf mute gentleman happened to spill a few drops on his wife's skirt. The wife ie also a deaf mute, and it was evident that she took the mishap in a rather irritable way. She wrinkled .up her forehead and at once made a series of remarkably swift movements with her nimble fingers. The husband, looking exceedingly apologetic, made a few motions in return. One of the guests who had noticed this little byplay slyly slipped out a bit of paper and penciling something on I it handed it to a friend. This is what the latter read: "No matter how badly afflicted, woman can still soold," The friend scribbled this in return: "Yes, but in the present case the husband is luckier than the average. He doesn't have to look."—Cleveland Plain Dealer. Married Women Teacher*. Of all the causes now tending to keep women put of matrimony one that is very effective is the discrimination against married women teachers in the public schools. Maiden, Mass., is the •latest to declare that the marriage of a public school teacher shall be regarded as a resignation of her office. Mark the pronoun " h«r." No such discrimination is made against man.—Woman's Tribune. "'. The region between the first and second cataracts of the Nile is the hottest ou the globe. It never rains there, and the natives do not believe foreigners who tell them that water oari descend from the sky, ' A London Cook. There is » celebrated cook in London about whom it is said that he makes an income of over £2,000 a year. He is attached to no house. This is how he earns his living: In his own brougham he sets out toward evening for the house of some rich man who is going to give a dinner at which every dish must be above criticism. Here he alights, and, making for the kitchen, goes through the process of tasting all the soups, sauces and made dishes, advising, when his palate suggests, a little more salt here, a pinoh of herbs there, a dash of sugar in this entree, a suspicion of onion in that sal- mis, etc. This done, he pockets his fee of 5 guineas and drives on to the next dinner giving patron who has bidden him to his feast in this strange fashion. His nightly list comprises many houses all through the London season.—Philadelphia Ledger. The Masarwa Bushman. Here is a solitary figure, that of a Masarwa bushman, engaged in digging up bulbs as a food supply. These bulbs, small, round and smooth and of a sweet, nutty flavor, are exactly the same as those for which the guinea fowls are searching so eagerly. They may be called the bushman's bread, and when game is scarce or hunting luck is out they serve as a mainstay against utter starvation. The bushman collects his bulbs in the shell of a tortoise and presently will return to the protecting bush beneath which he and his family slept last night. After that he will perhaps visit a snare he set yesterday to entrap a duyker, one of the small antelopes of South Africa, or, failing the capture of the little buck, he may try to stalk a paauw with his bow and poisoned arrow or follow the troop of guinea fowls on the off chance of securing a head.—London Spectator. The Origin of Puppet Shows. The puppet show is such an ancient institution and has been popular in so many countries that' its origin is quite obscured by the mists of antiquity. Antiquaries with ethnological spectacles have peered into this pristine fog and discerned a connection between the puppet show and religious observances. They have established the fact that dolls and marionettes are closely related and even advanced the theory that the shadow puppets used in many lands denote a time when all the people saw of religious ceremonies was the shadows of the officiating priests cast upon the walls of the sacred tent.—Francis J. Ziegler in Harper's Magazine. Natural Bent. The first time the boy was taken out to tea ho helped himself to the biggest piece of cake on the plate, His parents were mortified, but in after years they were prou4 of him, wheii he beoarue a great politician,^Philadelphia BRAINS EQUAL TO COURAGE. a. My. i in- a or ipe- bofl Roman houses and palaces were BO imperfectly lighted that i» mm? Uv* ing rooms the uwateawere fprcedto depend OA lamps by day as well »j by "Nan again,." 4 Voe»«on, has gone into the ministry "She is engaged to another clergy- wa», "-^Ohic,ago Record. * The Cat Rescued, but the Stout Woman Wai Not Satisfied. It was a damp day, but the crowd stood and watched the black cat as it mewed plaintively. and clung to the trailing vine three stories above the street in front of a four story brown stone dwelling. A long wire supported the vine, nearly reaching the root The oat, in a sportive mood evidently, had climbed the long vine and at the third story stopped, as if fright had paralyzed further efforts. Every minute it mewed, and its appeal for help collected a crowd. A large woman said: "Why don't some one climb up there and release that oat?" " Suppose you try it, madam,'' chirped a dapper little man, who looked upon the affair as a joke. "Well, if I had your small heft I would climb that vine. Men never do anything dangerous these days." "Oh, yes, they do, madam I They catch cold, drink too much and stay out late at their lodges." She gave the little man a look and ejaculated: "You think you are smart, don't you? You can talk, but you can't rescue even a cat.'' '' You do me wrong. Watch me rescue that oat even at the peril of being insulted. Do not be frightened. I go, but I will return." He ran across the street as the large woman shouted, "He is going to climb 1" He rang the doorbell of the house, and when the servant girl appeared ho pointed to the cat above. The door closed, and a few minutes later a window in the third story opened, and the girl, reaching her arm out, caught the cat and took it in. The crowd cheered, and the dapper man bowed, but the large woman said contemptuously : "Men have no courage. They get women to rescue oats."—New York Commercial. Useful Booka. If a scholar has little money for books, he should expend it mostly on works of reference, and so get a dailv return for his output. So seems to have thought a young man of whom we recently heard, who, when asked by a canvasser to purchase an encyclopedia, said he had one. "Which one is it?" inquired the canvasser. The young man could not remember. Neither could he tell who published it, but it was a fine work, in many large volumes. "Do you ever use them?" asked the agent "Certainly—almost every day." "In what Hpe?" "Oh, I press my trousers with them. They are splendid for that. "-r-Bambler. A Fortune For Flowers. Mrs. Mackay spends more on floral decorations when giving a dinner party or reception than any other member of the fashionable world. She hasbeeq known tp have phariots^-drawn by swans-^ailed with roses, frqni wJ»iojt» her guests cpuld help then^lvea. Her diwoer tables are a wealth of flpw^ra, Whea the WOSSOJBS we espewpive an.4 put Q| season, tbeMU,f<» reception of teg 4os Stj&»d,wO- f ioneei* la the Century there is an article t>? the late J'ranois A. Walker on "The Causes of Poverty." General Walker says: t Drill not inquire how many ttUte, inglorious Whitmans or Thoreans there may be among the tramps of the United States, but it cannot be doubted that the outcasts of a highly sophisticated society embrace not a few Who in a tribe of hunters or herdsmen or fishermen would have had a place and •would perhaps have been not useless members of the body politic. Formerly in the United States we used largely to rid ourselves of this element by throwing men of that type out on to the frontier. While millions Went west with undaunted resolution, boundless energy and strong ambition to make for themselves and their children homes in the lands newly opened to settlement, there went along with them no inconsiderable number Who Were simply uncomfortable under the requirements of an old society. They sometimes made excellent pioneers up to a certain point. So long as all, the poorest and the best, had to live in huts, wear shabby clothes and live meanly while opening up the country and making the first hurried improvements upon the soil, these men felt at home. But when the mere camping out stage was passed, when public decency began to make its requirements and social distinctions rose into view, straightway they came to feel uneasy, uncomfortable, unhappy. Daily they cast more and more glances toward the setting sun, and before long they were again on the move, "seeking a country" where they could be as shiftless, irregular and shabby as they liked. The story of the reputable pioneer has been told in prose and in verse, but the story of the pioneer vagabond, sturdy, courageous, possibly good natured and honest, but intolerant of near neighbors and offensive to good society, has yet to be written. Values of Autographs. "The different values of different autographs seem astonishing at first. For example, a letter of the Duke of Wellington's can bo had for 10 shillings, whereas a letter of Lord Nelson's will cost you £5." "How is that?" "Well, Nelson is, of course, the more popular hero. But the main reason is that Nelson, who was generally at sea, wrote few letters compared with Wellington, who was generally on land. And yet neither of these reasons holds good always. .Here are a few prices that may puzzle you: A letter of Lord Beaconsfield is worth 2 guineas, but a letter of John Bright's is only worth 5 shillings, and letters of Palmerston, Sir Robert Peel and George Canning are all frequently priced under, 6 shillings." "What is a letter of Charles Dickens Worth?" "About 3 guineas." "And one of Charles Lamb?" "From £8 to £6." "Byron?" , "A letter from Byron is worth fully £10, but Of letter of Shelley is worth more than double that sum." "And Burns?" "Oh, £25 to £80 at least. "—Academy. ^^ COMING! THE GREATEST, GRANDEST, AND THE BEST OF America's Big Tented Enterprises! Honorably Conducted, Honestly Advertised. Lofty in Conception, Regal in Equipment. Omnipotent in Strength, Ideal in Character. Splendid in Organization, Magnificent in Presentation. The Purest, Cleanest, Mightiest and Most Magnificent Amusement Institution of the Nineteenth Century. Question of Headline!. One who has done institutional work among the Italians for years wonders why the printed stories of affrays among those people always are headed ' ' Stabbed by an Italian," etc. When the Irish or the Germans fight, attention is not called to their nationality in headlines, yet whenever a man with an Italian sound ing name commits a crime this distinction invariably is drawn. Italians fa'il to see the justice in it. This particular man whose life has been spent among the Italians is sure that they do not have recourse to the stiletto as often as is represented. They are quick and sudden in quarrel, but so are the Irish. Why, then, should the Italian be singled out for obloquy? Often, too, it is a Greek with a mutilated name who gets into a row and is credited with being an Italian. In the lower Italian quarter the Greeks and the Italians are hated rivals, and their similarity in names leads frequently to confounding their nationalities, when there is no need, according to this observer, of bringing the nationality into the question at all.— New York Press. AH ENTIRELY NEW AND SUPMLY G9AND ACKCCAIlC PISFIAY. rEKFCIlNING WHILS A1TIHD 111 fVEIIUlO OHE»,F£A1S OF OWING AND KIIHY,, 1 ACTS Of SWAHMW HAIWIUWS Af.llOBMIiM.IHAT iELH LIKE 1HE KlRACUS Of A UMJP OF WtU.VtT ARC PUttX STWE AND WSNDCWUL b — -T^r Circus, Museum, Menagerie, and Royal Roman Hippodrome. Three Rings, Half-mile Track, i.ooo Features, 100 Phenomenal Act, 25 Clow.ns, 20 Hurricane Races, A Trains, 10 Acres Canvas, 10,000 Seats, 1,500 Employes, 6 Bands, 50 Gages, a Drove of Camels, 15 Open.Dens, a Herd of Elephants, $4,000.00 Daily Expenses. CAPITAL, $3,000,000 First Prize For This is the story of an ugly man, as told by a veteran of the late war : "My cousin was the ugliest man in the regiment, "said the raconteur. ' ' He was the ugliest man, in fact, I ever saw. A general saw him and offered a prize for the ugliest man in the army to encourage competition. A rival regiment bad its ugly man. The two were brought together. The general was there to act as referee. My cousin came up smiling and looked contemptuously at his adversary. The other freak gave one look at my cousin. 'Take him away,' he shrieked, 'he ain't human.' Then he covered his face and fled. It ie needless to say my cousin took the pr«e. ' '—New Orleans Times-Democrat. Her Father. • A little girl whose father was dead and whose grandfather pursued the call ing of shoemaking had often been told that she had a Heavenly Father who would care for her in the, absence of an earthly father, and had got things somewhat mixed in her small brain. One day the village sewing society met at the house where she was staying, and some qf the good women began talking about ber, a "poor, fatherless child." She bore it for awhile, but finally burst out with: "I ftin't either. I've got a Heay enly Father, aud he'e ft shoemaker. 'V- TTHME SnriM»CS sevenift NUMB THE UNDISPUTED CHAMPION BICYCLISTS, '>'<^S». . Or THE WORLD. .^^N^> ,.,,,- , Wa» fe „, were tee test perspn, fc> play pj o}4 flBera JjQUje §fag§? Wifc^a^Ye 8 * you? be _ P4ps w»» to ft bow ooajpwiy.^I The greatest performers in the known world are with the Great Wallace Shows this season, including The 9 Nelsons, $10,000 Challenge Act; THE ANGELOS, AERIAUSTS, THE 7 STIFIKS, Bicycle and Skating ^xperts; THE 10 PELLAMEADS, Statuary Artists; MW3. NORPA FRENCH, Mysterious Globe ; 10 Principals Male, and Female Equestrians; T% THREE PETITS, Aerial Bar Extraordinary ; Leon and Singing Mule. "Trilby." THE SISTERS VORTEX, Triple Revolving Trapeze, Grand Spectacular Ballet, 19 Coryphees, led by 3 Sisters Maeeari, Premier Pans,euses, ' , ' ' • endpr! :&S&.

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