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THE ATLANTA GEORGIAN AND NEWS. SATURDAY, MAY 25, 1907.
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STORIES AND ANECDOTES
OP INTEREST TO LITTLE MEN
CONDUCTED BY PETER PAN.
BOYHOOD OF A 8CULPT0R.
On Jamestown Island, In the James
river, the little spot where the first
Virginia colony struck Its first roots
300 years ago, there will be unveiled
In September a statue ot Captain John
Smith, the English soldier, gentleman
and adventurer, who was the most
prominent of the early Virginia col
onists and Is generally looked upon as
our first American hero.
This statue of John Smith Is the first
ever put up to his memory. It Is the
work of Mr. William Coupcr, and Is be
ing erected by the Socioty for the Pres
ervation of Virginia Antiquities. This
society has done.much to preserve the
memory of the heroic men and women
who have helped to make Virginia one
of the proudest and noblest states In
our Union.
'Mr. Couper himself Is a Virginian.
One evening, when he was but a lad, he
was sluing at the supper table of his
• father’s home listening to his father
tell about some prominent sculptor and
cameo cutter of the day. The talk was
of some cameos he hod cut out ot
conch shells, of their great beauty and
delicacy. Not only did the figures and
faces have great charm, but the very
cheeks had a lifelike flush on them.
It was not only beautiful, but almost
marvelous.
The boy listened attentively and rea
soned the matter out .to himself. To
him this fact of the flush on the cheeks
ot the cameos did not seem so wonder
ful. In carving a face on a conch
shell, if he were doing It, he would
simply leave the pink of the shell to
represent the flush on the cheeks. Sure,
ly that was not so very difficult. He
looked up brightly.
"Why, I could do that!” he said.
Perhaps the lad’s father thought him
n little boastful, a little too sure of
himself, and so It .may have been a
little severely that he answered i
"Well, my son, suppose, then, that
you do It.” .
The boy had not meant to boast, but
his father's answer put him on his met
tle. He had told his father he could do
this thing; and he would do It.
His brother had a conch shell. This
he begged the next day, and set to
work to make a cameo. But the sur
face was so hard and slippery, and a
penknife would make little or no Im
pression on it. He finally got the de
sign «f a head drawn on It. But how
could the hard shell be cut? He must
have some kind of tools. He went to a
blacksmith near by and got him to
make him a few crude tools to work
with. Even with these the task of
cutting the shell was very difficult. The
lad worked and worked with patience
and determination. There was plenty
of discouragement, but he stuck to his
task. At last the head he had been
trying to carve seemed to take on quite
a good deal of beauty. He had done
what he said he would do, and he took
the work to his futher and laid It
down without a word, for him to see.
His father took It up and looked at It.
"Did you do this,, my son?"
The boy nodded. His father looked
at It more critically.
"Well,” he said at last, turning and
looking at the lad approvingly, "you
did do It, didn't you? I like It so much
that I think I will take It down to the
jeweler’s and have It mounted for your
mother."
From that time on It was of no use
to try to dissuade him. His mind and
his heart and his good boyish deter-
•mlnatlon were all set on this thing. It
was not! long before he left Virginia
for New York, with the definite purpose
of studying art there. He studied at
the Cooper Institute for quite a while,
but his talent and progress were such,
and he showed such a will to work
hard and earnestly, that his father
came to him with the good news one
day that arrangements had been made
for him to go to Germany to study.
There the boy worked harder than ever,
carrying his splendid American pluck
and purpose with him. From Germany
he went later to Italy to study with a
prominent sculptor there. He planned
to remain only three months In Italy,
hut before he left It twenty-three years
had passed by. In that time many
changes had come. He had worked
hard and had won good success for
himself. He had fallen In love with
and married the daughter of the sculp,
tor with whom he studied. The lad
who had started out with only a conch
shell, a few crude Instruments and a
boy’s will and determination was a
man now prominent among the promi
nent sculptors of his day. He had
three sons of bis own now. As they
grew Into young boyhood the recollec
tion of his own boyhood was strong In
him. American Ideals, American train
ing, American surroundings, had made
his boyhood the fine, plucky, ambitious
thing It had been, and he wanted his
sons to have an American home and
American surroundings, too. Bo he re
turned once more to his own land.
It Is here In America today that he
Works, here that he has mo.l, 1. ,! th.-
"John Smith" and many other pieces
that make us proud to claim him
among our foremost American sculp
tor*.—Laura Spencer Portor.
ANCHOS’S RELIGIOUS HABITS
Last week I told you of two goats I
once knew, and of the tragi a end which
overtook one of them, because of hie
arrogant and uncontrolled temper. In
telling of the goats I referred to their
companion, a seriously minded little
dog, who was known and loved in that
family of boys and girls as "Sancho."
The young master of Sancho had a
tender, loyal heart, and always
looked after his dog’s welfare, after
the manner of normal boys.
Now, Sancho was not a thoroughbred.
He rauld not boast of a lineage worth
talking about He had never heard of
’registered” dogs, and Indifferent to
family lines, and made no claims upon
a past to establish a social prestige
among the dogs of the neighborhood.
Hut Sancho was a comely animal,
rather small, ot a light brown color, and
was docile and intelligent. His little
master never made a.trip on pleasure
or duty bent that Sancho did not trot
cheerfully at his heels. He recognized
the fact that he was essential to the
happiness of the boy to whom he be
longed and was never known to betray
this boy’s trust or his confidence.
Sancho hud only one habit which
brought down upon his faithful head
the condemnation of the older members
of the family, namely, his propensity to
attend Sunday school with the chlldrea.
Sancho grew up In this family, seeing
them pay proper regard and deference
to the observance of Sunday by attend
ing religious services, beginning with
the Sunday school.
Now, this little dog never bothered
about studying the lessons on Saturday
for Sunday; he only sat quietly by his
master looking wistfully up Into his
face as he conned his tasks and strug
gled manfully with the Ten Command
ments.
But Sancho knew what all this prep
aration meant nnd was ready for Sun
day school bright and early next morn
ing when the children appeared, all
looking so fresh and sweet In their
pretty clothes. Sancho would go out
for a short conference with the black
and white goat and evidently they
would agree as to their plans for the
day. One Sunday Sancho grew tired
of waiting outside the church door for
his little master and decided to peep
Into the big room, and, It possible, td
hurry the children home, where flowers
and trees, birds and beautiful sunshine
were going to waste, while they were
shut up amid pews and with four great
walls closing them in. , I
So the little dog wandered Into the
church, peered' under the pews In
searching tor bis master, and, not find
ing him, walked timorously up to the
chancel and with serious mien began an
Investigation of the sacred precincts.
This action failed to meet the approval
of the superintendent of the Sunday
school, who boasted of an Irish ances
try, nnd guve evidence of his lineage in
u quick, Impulsive temper. So on one
side of the chancel rail stood the su
perintendent with uplifted chair giving
battle to Sancho, who, with furious
bark, on the other side of the railing,
resented this Interference with his tour
ot Investigation. Of course the madder
the superintendent and Sancho became
the more hilarious were the children In
the pews, until the brawny arm of the
PRECOCIOUS BABE
MAY BE A PAINTER
This bright looking and precocious
young Atlantan Is the son of Mr. nnd
Mrs. George A. Kaplan, of 8G South
Pryor street At the close of bis first
year's existence, the little chap had
displayed an Inherent talent for pencil
work and his chubby fingers can now
grasp a pencil in a knowing way. 11•
has already executed a number of ea.
balistic designs which the fomi father
declares show unmistakable marks of
genius, and as Kaplan Senior Is rccog.
nixed as a capital portralteur, hit
Judgment In such matters must be ac
cepted.
sexton quelled the disturbance by lift
ing Sancho by the nape of his neck out
of the church. Sancho returned home
in disgrace, and orders were given by
the "powers that be” that never more
was Sancho to attend Sunday school.
On one or two Sundays the little dog
was shut up until the children were
well on their way to church, but after
that, as surely os Sunday rolled around,
Sancho would be missing from I hr
home, and the most careful and vigor
ous search would fall to discover his
whereabouts. After the children were
several blocks from home Sancho would
noiselessly appear in their midst, and,
looking up Into his little master’s face,
would plead for Indulgence. And so
Sancho found his way to Sunday school
week after week, because somehow he
had learned when Sunday come and
wus never visible about the home until
he trotted faithfully back with the little
boy os he returned from church. San
cho never explained his method of com
putation; Indeed; he did not discuss the
matter lit all. Hit simply continued to
go to Sunday school In his own way by
Intricate and dovlous paths, but he
went all the same, and was always wise
enough to wait outside the church door
until the sendees were over.
He and the superintendent were im
placable foes for all time. Even tho
softening Influence ot religion failed to
heal the breach, brought about by San-
cho’s first tour of Invtstlgatlon. In that
Sunday school room. PETER PAN.
GREATEST WARSHIP,S IN WORLD.
Congress at the last session author
ised the construction of two 20,000-ton
battleships. Full details of the plans
and specifications are not given to the
public, but It Is known that they will be
twlp vessels, more formidable than the
British Dreadnought, and with a speed
of twenty-one knots. While congress
only asked for the submission of plans
for a ship superior to the Dreadnought,
the navy department considered the
new Japanese and Italian monsters
as well.
Some details are given In the current
Harper’s Weekly. It Is certain that
the twin ships will each carry, ten, and
possibly twelve, 12-Inch guns, and a
secondary battery of fourteen S-Inch
rapid-fire guns, four 3-pound saluting
guns, four 1-pound semi-automatic
guns, two 3-Inch field pieces, two 30-
callber machine guns, and two sub
merged torpedo tubes.
MOVING PICTURES
ALLURE RECRUITS.
The navy department has experi
enced so much difficulty In securing
the enlistment of desirable men for the
navy, that schemes to show the service
In Its most attractive forms have been
resorted to. During the winter months,
■ays Harper’s Weekly, a recruiting ship
touched the South Atlantic ports, and
even went to non-scacoast towns which
could be reached with the vessel, to,
Illustrate the life of the sailor obourd.
A more recent Idea os an Incentive Is
about to be Introduced, and consists of
an exhibition of naval scenes by means
of moving pictures.
As many as ten thousand feet of
blograph films have been made from a
large number of pictures, taken on
board th,' ships of the Atlantic Heel,
while at Gnantanomo, Cuba, and some
fifty subjects dealing with the life of
the bluejacket will bo Illustrated.
It Is planned to send the blographs
with traveling recruiting parties, ac
companied by electricians to operate
the machines, throughout tho Interior
middle West, and give exhibitions In
connection with lectures to be delivered
as a means of advertising tho ad van
tagee of enlistment.
BAD BOY’8 FEAR.
ALL BAD boy* are much afraid
Of goblins In the air;
They think they fly about at night.
And peep In everywhere.
They think that goblins, great and
small.
Do hide beneath the bed:
And whUo boys sleep do sally forth
To poke them In the head.
And pull their hair and punch their
' eyes.
And twist their very toes;
And Jerk their knees right out of joint
Well, p’rhaps they do!—Who knows?
But fact It It, and proven, too.
That GOOD boys never fear;
They know that goblins don't exist.
And, therefor^ can't come neaj;
THE HOSPICE OF ST. BERNARD.
In all probability the most famous
breed of dog known Is the St Ber
nard. Certain It Is that none other la
so noted in song and story, and de
servedly so, for the life of tho St. Ber
nard, in his home In the Swiss Alps, Is
spent for others. Ills dally round of
duties calls for deeds that among hu
man beings would be known as brav
ery of the highest type.
In Switzerland nine months In the
year snow covers the countryside.
Every trace of vegetation, every sign
of life disappears; only an occasional
eagle whirling aloft in the falling snow
may be heard as he utters his shrill
cry. Tho gaunt fir trees, that sway
with the wind, shifting masses of-snow
and dark, murky sky ore all that can
be seen. Now and then a huge ava
lanche of snow and Ice slips from Its
moorings and crashes down tho moun
tainside, crushing, burying, destroying
everything In Its path. Many a traveler
sets out on his journey through this
veritable house of death and Is never
seen or M-ard of again.
Deplorable as these accidents are,
their number has been lessened to a
great extent by the presence In the midst
of this disastrous spot of the world-
known hospice of St. Bernard. In 923,
one Bernardln do Mcnthon of Savoy con
ceived the Idea of building a shelter
"i- stopping place for those who were
compelled to visit this portion of tho
country In the dangerous season. The
simple motto of tho founder, "Inasmuch
as yc have done It unto these the least
of my brethren ye have done It onto
me,” gives us a proper understanding
ot the aim and object of the founder
in establishing his hospice and an Idea
of the fife led by the present occupants.
The hospice Itself (from which, by
the way, we get our English words
“hotels" and '“hospitals,” is as hlgh.up as
It was possible to get a building and Is
n great stone structure grown old and
gray. At .the foot of the mountain Is
another tiny offlce-llke place wherein
are Installed telephones and other con
veniences. and where, when travelers
arc starting out to make the ascent,
word Is sent to the hospice so that
when a certain time has elapsed and
the travelers have failed to appear,
search Is at once made for them.
A separate building has lately been
put up for visitors, and here almost
every distinguished person of modern
times tins staid somo part of the year '
with the monks In charge. Each monk
has his cell off tp himself. They spend
their spare moments In the study ot
astronomy, natural sctencs, history or
something of that character. Theirs Is
a life of seclusion and self-denial and
of such rigorousness that few are able
to remain any length of time at tho
hosplre before their health has failed
and they are transferred to some hos
pice In a milder climate.
Although great people have been
their guests, tho chief of their visitors
are the laboring class, who set out to
cross the Alps in search of work. Many
reach the hospice almost starved and
frozen; some nro brought In dying;
others are found by the faithful dogs
only after life has departed.
The present dogs aro larger than
those first brought to tha hospice and
equally os clever. Of tho old breed,
brought by St. Bernard himself, all
have died out, the hist having Inst their
lives only a few years ago In response
call for aid during a blinding
snow storm.
So keen is the scent of the St. Ber
nard that he can track a man three
days aftt r he has passed, and for this
reason they arc of more service than
a person would be In organizing a
searching party. Moreover, they aro
ablo to endure freezing weather, in
a most remarkable manner. They re
fuse to give up when - me ,,n the runt,
and they aro possessed of wonderful
stongth, so that they are able to drag
a body some distance out of danger.
—IF—
you don’t look pleasant we
can’t get a good picture of
you.
EDWARDS,
120 WHITEHALL STREET.
PHONE 1400.
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