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4 THE SEMI-WEEKLY JOURNAL ATLASTA. GA, 5 NORTH FOBSYTH ST. Entered at the Atlanta Postoffice as Mail Matter of the Second Class. JAKES R. GIAY, President and Editor. SUMCWHOI PRICE. Twelve months "6c Six months 40c Three months 2»c The Semi-Weekly Journal is published on Tuesday and Friday, 2nd is mailed by the shortest routes for early delivery. It contains news from all over tne world, brought »y special leased wires into our office. It has a staff of distinguished contributors, with strong departments of special value to the home and the farm. Agents wanted at every postoffice. Liberal commis sion allowed. Outfit, free. Write R. R. BILYDLEY, Circulation The only traveling ißpresentatives we have are B. I**. Bolton, C. C. Coyle, L. IL Kimbrough, Chas. H. " oodliff and L. J. Farris. We will r>e responsible only ior money paid to the above-named traveling represent atives. f ~ s NOTICE TO SUBSCRIBERS. T** label used for addressiag your paper sbowi the time jour subscriptieo expires. By renewing at least two weeks be fore the date on thl« label, yon insure regular service. In ordering paper changed, be sure to mention your old. as w *’l as your new address. If on a route, please give the route uutEoer. We cannot enter subscriptions to begin with back numbers. Kem'ttsnce should be sent by postal order or registered mall. notice for this Department to THE SEMI-WA.EKLY JCLRNAL. Atlanta, Ga. k.— „ 4 Congress Should Act On the Dyestuff Crisis. Th® handicap which America/s textile industries have suffered for the past year through the ever dwindling supply of dyestuffs has become critical. Billions of capital and millions of laborers are threatened with disaster. Our manufacturers of cotton, silk and woolen goods depended on Germany for the great bulk of their synthetic dyes, which are practically as essential as the fabric itself. At the outbreak of the European war im ports from Germany ceased. Since then the mills in this country have stinted along on such meager stores as they could procure at fabulous prices until now, when these stores are virtually exhausted, they are face to face with an alarming crisis. A situation that affects so many people, so many Important interests in every part of the Union, and so far-reaching a field of the rla tion's economic life demands prompt treatment at the hands of Congress. We say Congress, because this problem is one that cannot be solved without adequate legislation. America has an abundance of the raw material from which dyes can be made, and it has among its scientists the needful knowledge and skill. Qut the establishment and prosecution of dye industries require large outlays of capital. Says an authority on the subject: "By far the greater proportion of all dyes used today throughout the world are de rived from coal tar. There are about nine hundred of these dyes, and In order to manu facture them the chemist must have at his command nearly three hundred substances, intermediates, some solid and some liquid, all obtained from coal tar, all practi cally colorless, and none of them capable of imparting color. The coal-tar dye industry, therefore, comprises no fewer than twelve hundred different products, with as many more separate processes of manufacture, and It re quires hundreds of different sets of apparatus of widely varying capacity and design for the carrying out of many hundreds of different operations." Naturally, then, capital will not venture into so expensive a field without some assurance that the industry can be maintained on a reasonably perma nent basis. Investors will not be willing to sink millions of dollars in an industry which will be crushed by ruthless German competition after the war is over unless Congress adopts adequate meas ures to control such competition. In its present aspect, therefore, the problem is essentially one of legislation. The crude materials for making dyes are here in plenty; American scientists are able and eager to turn these materials to account; and the needed capital will be forthcoming, if the Govern ment will only safeguard it against jealous and reckless onslaughts from monopolistic interests in Europe. Dr. Charles H. Herty, President of the Ameri can Chemical Society and head of the department of chemistry in the University of North Carolina, stated the case convincingly when he said yester day in addressing the American Cotton Manufac turers Association convened in Atlanta: "Our manufacturers and capitalists -stand ready to proceed with all possible haste tt> the development of a national self-sustained dye stuff industry. They ask only that Congress insure them against unjust foreign competition which they rightly realize cannot be met on ; even terms for several years and which they have every reason to believe will be ruthless in Its character in the effort to regain lost markets." A request that is so reasonable and fair and that involves so broad a realm of American indus ’ try and commerce should not be denied or neg lected. It is not a request in behalf of any special * interest which is seeking seiraggrandizement at the expense of public rights and •w elfare; rather, it is in behalf of the country’s common interests which now are slavishly dependent on foreign manufac turers and which never can be free unless native enterprise is duly protected against unjust compe tition from abroad. The cotton growers as well as the cotton manufacturers of the South are con vened. Mill operatives as well as mill owners are concerned. And the rank and file of all Americans' whose prosperity rests upon free and healthful busi ness conditions are concerned. Clearly, therefore, as Dr. Herty declares. Con gress should enact timely legislation to prevent the dumping of German dyestuffs on the American market at cutthroat prices when the war is over and also to provide reasonable tariff protection against that danger. Otherwise the German dye trust will have unlimited power over American dye industries —infant industries which could not sur vive if their foreign compe»ftora attacked them with prices less than the cost of production, as un doubtedly they would. Such legislation can be passed by a Democratic Congress without in any wise violating Democratic principles regarding the tariff, because this is an emergency case and demands emergency measures. Bills to this end are now before the Ways and Means Committee© of the House. They ought to be given a chance. If they are defective, let better c ubstitutes be brought forward. In any event. Congress should take prompt and adequate steps to relieve a situation which is one of the gravest American industry ever faced. What Will Holland Do? The report that Holland has closed her German frontier and is massing all her available forces along that 'border suggests a world of interesting possibilities. For the past week the Dutch military and naval authorities have shown uncommon cau tion and activity. Officers on leave of absence have been recalled; railway cars which were placed at the army’s disposal on the outbreak of the war and subsequently were released have been requisi tioned again; departmental heads have been daily in conference; and sundry other circumstances have betrayed a sense of national anxiety. The natural inference is that Holland suspects an invasion of her neutrality or fears that the drift of the war situation may draw her into the conflict. It is improbable that the Allies would at tempt to land an army on Dutch soil for a march upon the Teutons without Dutch consent. But, as a leading publicist of the Netherlands is quoted as saying: * "If the Germans begin seriously to be afraid of such a contingency, what influence will that have on Germany’s attitude toward us? We must assume that she is acquainted with our defensive capacity. If she judges that capacity inadequate and considers that a Brit ish irruption through Holland into Germany is to be feared, would it then be strange if we were approached from the German side with proposals to which we cannot submit, because they would mean the abandonment of our neutrality toward the Allies?” The Dutch Government so far has been impec cably neutral and self-contained despite ‘mart’} trials to its temper. Wrapped in the shadow of fire and sword, it has kept peaceful and cool. Its commerce has suffered at the hands of both bel ligerent groups, but especially at the hands of Ger many whose stealthy' sea warfare has sunk twenty eight Dutch vessels. These accumulated wrongs were capped by the recent destruction of the Tuba nita, apparently by a German submarine. No won der Holland’s nerves are on edge. The present crisis, however, seems independent of the submarine issue, though that issue may. bulk large in the outcome. The point of immediate friction lies in the demands which Germany may make, or perhaps has made, on the apprehension that the Allies contemplate an invasion of German soil byway of the Netherlands. That, at least, is the gist of the veiled comment now coming from Amsterdam and The Hague. Public sentiment in Holland has been for the most part pro-Ally, but It has been first of all and pre-emiently pro-Dutch. The Government has deemed strict neutrality best for the country’s interests both now and hereafter, and the majority of the people have shared that conviction. But If Germany, doubting the good faith of that attitude or doubting Holland’s ability to maintain It against British pressure, should force the issue—there seems little doubt as to where Holland, facing the necessity of a choice between the Central Empires and the Entente, would cast her lot. She would not cast it with the side that has destroyed her peaceful ships and the side which from all present omens is destined to defeat. The total war strength of the Dutch, regulars and reserves, is about three hundred and twenty thousand men, well trained and well equipped. These forces, together with the country’s wonderful system of water defense, would prove very formid able in repelling an invasion. - But without striking a'blow on her own account Holland could wield a far-reaching influence on the war’s outcome simply by opening her territory to an Allied expedition against the Teuton lines in Belgium and in Ger many itself. The Kaiser’s forces thus would be caught between two fires —a predicament which at this juncture might become overwhelming. It should be noted, however, that as yet there is no official explanation of Holland’s interesting activity and no official hint of what her course will be. The entire situation is largely conjectural. But apparently it is filled with grave possibilities. Sometimes we think that Carranza can't find Villa and is afraid that someone else will. Join the Savers. The year 1916 marks the one hundredth anni versary of the establishment of savings banks in the United States. That is an event well worthy of celebration the country over, for no institution renders broader service or fosters sounder pinci ples than those which inspire and aid the people to practice thrift. America is w’orld-famed as a land of opportunity, not for favored classes or groups but for the great rank and file. It has been the pe culiar mission of the savings bank to enable hun dreds of thousands of perqpns to materialize opportunities, to turn humble beginnings into royal ends and to attain that measure of economic stability and freedom which is so impor tant a part of human happiness. Essentially a democratic institution, the savings bank has exem plified and at the same time promoted the spirit of true Americanism. These banks have earned a broad title to their name. They have saved a vast* deal more than money. They have saved energy and labor and character and ideals, making them all count for. definite achievement and enduring good. They have saved thousands of homes from w r ant and thousands of persons from misery. They have been in some respects our greatest agency of conserva tion, for they have prevented the waste .and en couraged the development of human resources. Thus they have contributed to public no less than individual welfare and have played a notable part in the nation's prosperity and advancement. The most appropriate way to observe the cen tenary of savings banks is—TO SAVE. Every uian/ woman and child in Atlanta should have a part in this nation-wide celebration by starting a savings account, however small it may be. The surest way to develop thrift, on which >o much of life's con tentment and usefulness depends, is to make just such a beginning. A dollar put. safely away and drawing interest will give the depositor a new out look and a new purpose. It will inspire him to add others to it, and so through the months and years it will grow into a shield against the '‘slings and arrows” of uncertain fortune and into a sword by w’hich difficulties can %e conquered and oppor tunities achieved. I vfila might be said to be a moving picture.< Germany now seems to be impatient with her enemies because they don’t hurry up peace nego tiations. THE ATLANTA SEMI-WEEKLY JOIiKNAL, ATLANTA, < ivaaaai, AntlL i, 1916 Why We Dream. BY H. ADDINGTON BRUCE. FROM time to time J. receive letters of inquiry regarding dreams. Most of the writers of these letters seek light on specific dreams that have puzzled them. But also I receive in quiries as to the meaning of dreams in general. And recently a question was put to me which a great many people have asked themselves-- namely, the question, "Why do we dream at all?” In answering this question scientists used to be coiitent with calling attention to the connection between dreams and physical conditions experi enced by the sleeper—sensations of heat, of cold, of pressure, etc. A dreamer, they would say, is a perso'n who, while asleep, experiences some sensation which disturbs him —such as a sensation of cold, dufe to a current of air from an open window’ blow ing on his foot, which has become exposed by the slipping of his bedclothes. The sensation reaches his brain, and prompts him to attempt to account for what he feels. If he were awake he could readily and promptly do so. But, being asleep, with his consciousness to a considerable degree limited, he is obliged to invent .an explanation. This explanation is his dream, Undoubtedly this answer to the question of why we dream is correct, so far ’as it goes. But it does not go far enough. It does not explain why similar sensations of heat, of cold, or of pressure give rise to strikingly different people. This phase of the question must also be taken into account. And, taking it into account, an Austrian psy chologist, professor Sigmund Freud, has made certain discoveries which enable us to answer our question more definitely than ever before. Professor Freud has found that there is an emotional element in every dreaifi. Also he has found that our dreams, no matter how trivial they seem, always relate to ideas and desires which for one reason or another are displeasing to us. These ideas and desires, because they are dis pleasing, we put out of mind and try to repress. We do not like to think of them, we wish to for get them. We can do this well enough when we are awake. But in sleep, with our consciousness off guard, the case is different. Then the repressed ideas come surging upward, to reassert themselves and make us think of them. The physical sensations which we expe rience in sleep give them their chance by causing our mind to become partially active. But, fortunately, a certain repressive power still is at work. If the displeasing ideas and desires did completely emerge into consciousness they would be so painful that they would awaken us. Therefore, things are so arranged that they can emerge only in a disguised, often fantastic, and quite unrecognizable form. On this view, that is to say, dreaming is a pro tective device to enable us to continue sleeping. Sometimes, to be sure,. the mechanism works badly. The repressed ideas are too strong to be denied. What happens then is that our dream itself becomes so disturbing that we awake in order to escape from it, as in the case of night mares. This theory of Freud’s, it must be added, has been criticized. Personally, I believe there are one or two types of dream —like the so-called tel epathic dream —to which, it does not apply. But it has been borne out time and again by psycho logical analysis of dreams. In instance after instance it has been proved that dreams do have a hidden meaning that ac cords with the Freudian theory—that, in fine, they do relate to ideas and desires distressing, some times repellant, in character. (Copyright. 1916, by H. A. Bruce.) The Great Soul BY DR. FRANK CRANE. NOT every one will profess that he wants to be good, but all admit they would like to be great. And greatness, although a secret matter, is yet well known: it has had Its masters, examples, and teachers, and whoever’ will may attain unto it. Herein lie the secrets of being great. The great soul has its resources within itself; the small soul looks to outside things and other people. The great soul asks, “What is true?” The small soul is satisfied with honesty toward others. The great soul can concentrate; the small is dissi small soul is superficial, he sees only symptom®. The great soul is of hospitable mind; the small soul clings to prejudiced. The great soul cares only that he be sincere; the small soul that he produce a desired effect. The great soul is honest with himself; the small soul is satisfied with honesty toward others. The great soul can concentrate: the small is dissi pated. The great soul dominates his environment; the small soul is dominated by it. The great soul has decision: the small soul con stantly hesitates. The great soul has poise: the small soul is ever unbalanced. The great soul has principles; the small soul policies. The great soul learns the general laws that run through the universe, and trusts therfi even against appearances; the small soul sees only the present profit and loss, and hence is confused and can neither believe nor understand. The great soul is above worry: the small soul is burdened by it. The great soul has no fear; the small soul is harassed by fears continually. The great soul lives easily—that is, with dignity and calmness of mind; the small soul is readily upset. The great soul speaks concisely, and his yea is yea; the small soul wrangles. The great soul first makes sure he is right and is then firm; the small soul is first firm and then casts about for reasons for being so. The great soul is sincerely humble; the small soul is vain. The great soul is appreciative of all; the small soul is flattering toward those from whom he seeks some favor, negligent or insolent toward those who cannot contribute to his advancement. The great soul is temperate in all things; the small soul intemperate in his beliefs, his opinions, and his tastes. The great soul has the atmosphere of charity, is tolerant toward all and helpful in the very character of his life; the small soul is satisfied with acts of charity. What impresses you in the great soul is his’reserve power; in the small soul the performance or the word seems greater than the man. Says the Chinese “Li Ki,” “The services of Hau Kt were the most meritorious of all under heaven. But all he longed for was that his actions should be better than the fame of them.” (Copyright, 1916, bj’ Frank Crane.) We’ve had the hymn of hate, why not the song of spite? The Searchlight ORDERING DINNER BY WIRELESS. Passengers coming into Naw York by ocean steam er can order the dishes they prefer for the first meal ashore by wireless. A system ,ias l a tely been in stalled in one of the large restaurants for that pur pose Advertisements are displayed on the steamer bulletin boards which include a list of popular viands and the code signal to be used in ordering them. BO represents beefsteak and onions; CBC, corn beef and cabbage; HE, ham and eggs and there are similar abbre viations for other articles. Special arrangements are made by which the price of the message is divided between the patron and the restaurant unless the order exceeds a certain sum, when the restaurant bears it in full. Sometimes a man is just as effectively adver tised by his hating enemies. DIXIE GOES AHEAD. —The Great Sponge Market. BY FREDERIC J. HASKIN. TARPON SPRINGS, Fla., March 2!^ —This city claims the distinction of being the largest sponge market in the western hemisphere. Over a hun dred schooners with their diving boats sail from its little river to the sponge beds in the gulf; and a local colony of 2,000 Greeks are engaged almost wholly in the sponge business. They have imported their native methods unchanged, even employing the same picturesque boats with high prows and brilliant colors that are used in the Mediterranean. ♦ ♦ * The Greeks have an absolute monopoly on the busi ness of diving for sponges. They go down into one hundred feet of water in rubber suits and helmets, cut the sponges from the bottom with a knife, and bring them to the surface in nets. Now and again a man gets his rubber lines tangled, and his air supply is cut off, or he remain® belbw too long and becomes para lyzed. Sometimes a big man-eating shark becomes unduly curious, and makes a menacing swoop at the diver. His usual defense in such a case is to open his sleeve and let out a rush of air bubbles, which almost invariably frightens the shark away. • • • At any rate, thdtee undersea adventures do not ap peal to the Americans. They are willing to take a risk for sufficient cause, but not for a diver’s wages, so the Greeks have no competition in that part of the busi ness. Before they came to Florida sponges were taken only by negroes, who went out in row boats and "hooked” sponges in compF.ratively shallow water with long poles. It was a primitive and ineffectual method, and all Florida did not produce a fraction of what is now exported annually from Tarpon Springs alone. * • • • The Greeks saw their opportunity, and went first to another Florida town tarther south, where they in vested 16.000 in a schooner and began diving for sponges with great success. The local people held a mass meeting, decided they did not want any “furrin ers,” ran the Greeks out of- town and burned up their boat. The Greeks then went to Tarpon Springs where they received a very different reception. The people realized that Greeks could develop the sponge industry to the great benefit of the town. So they purchased boats and equipment for these men from the Mediter ranean and set them to work. Both the Greek colony and the sponge business grew apace The Greeks now own their boats, and about half of the local firms deal ing in sponges are owned by Greeks. They also con duct all of the ice cream parlors barber shops and poolrooms in Tarpon Springs. They form nearly half of the population and have just about a fair share of the business. Although the Greeks dwell in the|r own quarter of the town, and preserve their national customs, they live In perfect amity with the Americans. There are very prosperous firms in the sponge business which are conducted by Greeks and Americans working in partnership. The Greek likes American business methods, Amer ican money, American movies, and many other Ameri can things; but when it comes to cheese, wine and candy, he insists on having his own. Hence there are in Tarpon Springs many picturesque little shops deal ing in these things, and in other strictly Greek dain ties which are beyond the appreciation of an American .palate. There are also Greek coffee houses, where you may see the divers in from the gulf sipping the drink from little cups and smoking water pipes. BORDEAUX SAD, BUT SURE OF VICTORY. — ■ BI HERBERT COREY. ' BORDEAUX. —Lt is in Bordeaux that the newcomer to France first comprehends it means to a country to be at war. Here is a city of 300,000 people in which there is no laughter, and no love mak ing, and no happy, idle noises. A city in which the men who stroll past for the most part wear bandages or hobble on crutches or bear themselves jauntily under the new shrapnel hemlet, which is the sign that its wearer has been ordered to the front. A city in which women are the motormen and sweep the streets, and-. In which the men are old or unfit. It is a busy city busy with the business of war—but it Is an uncan nily quiet city. Os a Sunday afternoon the Bordelais march past the chairs of the sidewalk cases in a tragic silence. They seem almost unreal. It is as though they were the ghosts of happiness. “'What is It about Bordeaux that is so depressing?” the members of our party of four asked each other. It was not the wounded nien. The streets crawl with wounded men. But so do the streets of other cities of this stricken land. It was not alone the silence. That is to be expected of a Sunday afternoon, when the trucks have ceased from battering at the cobbles. It was not altogether the sadness. France grieves, but France grieves in privacy. Hey men and women are dignified and reticent in moments of great emotion. At last we puzzled it out “There is no love making.” In happier times these Sunday streets would have been filled with laughing, chattaing, flirting, utterly happy and absorbed young men and women. A French crowd is usually a cheerful, loquacious, lively, rather noisy gathering. The men and women are frankly In terested jp each other. In Bordeaux today the young girls seem not to go upon the streets, in whioh there are no young men. The men go about their business quietly. Os fourteen women who passed the Case de Bordeaux as I sat watching, eleven wore mourning. At my side sat an elderly couple—a father and mother, perhaps—gazing straight before them, with never a word to each other. Their silence was eloquent of despair “In Bordeaux,” a Frenchman once told me, “the Bordelais begin a conversation about politics, but in five minutes they are talking about food.” It is one of the strongholds—some hold almost the one surviving stronghold—of the old epicurean tradi tion. Here the man who would replenish his cellar sips at wines by the hour from a shallow silver saucer, and discovers in each wine qualities that our grosser western palates are unable to find, even when the road has been signboarded. There are at least two restau rants in which dinner is a rite, to be preceded by long conversations with the maitre d’hotel and followed by a glass of wine with the glowing chef, if that artist's efforts have proved worthy. Today a good part of the patronage of those high altars of St. Boniface is fur nished -by casual Americans newly landed from the ship, who merely seek to end an animal hunger. They are served by young women who do not pretend to a knowledge of the servitor’s art. They only carry dishes to and from the tables. These statements are not at all exaggerated. Bor deaux before the war was the third port of France. Today—if the imports of war material be excepted—it is the first port of France, for Havre’s business has been diverted to it. It is the shipping point of one of the world’s greatest wine districts. It may be that it is handling a greater tonnage than ever before in its his tory. One hears of fortunes being made here on war business, just as one likewise hears the complaints of merchants who order this and that for theri customers only to find their goods commandeered for the govern ment when they reach the pier. It is futher from the line of war than any other considerable city in France. If happiness is to be found in France it should be here. One finds silence instead. An utterly wrong Impression will be received by the reader if he assumes that Bordeaux is down-hearted or discouraged. Bordeaux is sad, of course. Ther is not a to*n or hamlet of the dozen nations involved in this struggle that is not sick to its very heart of war. But, Bordeaux seems to be resigned to a struggle that may last for years, but in which France will be victorious in the end. In Paris one hears talk of the war being ended by midsummer. Here they contemplate calmly the possibility that it may last for two years or more. Some are talking of five years more. The one thing that one never hears suggested is that France may be defeated. ' • Perhaps it is in consequence of this conviction that victory is certain that the people of Bordeaux seem to have a somewhat milder attitude toward the enemy than one finds elsewhere. There is a strong admixture of As sponges become scarcer the fleets have to go farther and farther out into the gulf to get a good harvest. They now usually remain for two or three months at a time, returning all together at certain times of the year, -when the great sales are held. Early , fall, Christmas and Easter are the times of the most important sales, and upon these occasions Tarpon Springs becomes one of the liveliest little towns upon the globe. The Greek diver is a daring, happy-go lucky chap, who makes big wages and does not believe in saving them. When he hits town he usually collects several hundred dollars, and proceeds zealously tn spend it all before going to sea again. He is - Ifberaa and boisterous patron of wineshops and coffee houses and movies. He decks himself in the gaudiest and most expensive clothes that money will buy. He rather overruns the town, but seiobT.'. -Joes any harm either to himself or anyone else. Easter' is the most important occasion of all. being a great Greek holiday. There is much feasting, and candle light processions through the streets at nigfct. At the time of the Christmas sale the Greek cross ia celebrated. The whole colony gathers at the bayou behind the town. The young men, all expert swimmers, line up on the bank, clad in trunks. The pfiest throws a wooden cross into the water and there is a race for It, the boy* who wins receiving a prize. When the sponges are brought up by the divers they bear no resemblance whatever to what you buy in a drug store, for the commercial sponge is merely the skeleton of an animal. In the natural state it is cov ered with a thick mucus. This is pounded and washed out, the roots are cut off with sheep shears, the sponges are sorted according to variety and strung In bunches of ten to thirty each. There are a number of varieties. The -wool sponges are the most valuable, others being grass, yellow and wire sponges. Sponges of all kinds are becoming scarce, and the prices they bring are surprising. Wool sponges bring from $2 to $4 a pound. A little ragged heap of sponges that you could cart away in a wheelbarrow often sell® for several hundred dollars. The sponges grow in banks upon the bottom of the gulf, and the great ob ject of the fisher is to discover a new bank, for a large one is a veritable bonanza. When a sale is held the sponges are carried to the water front, where they form great heaps, divided ac cording to kind and quality. The buyers are Americans, most of whom live in Tarpon Springs as representa tives of various northern firms. The Greeks who own the sponges are on hand to exhibit them and extoll their value, but there is no haggling. Sealed bids are made upon each lot, and the highest offer gets the sponges. Tarpon Springs is an absolutely complete and inde pendent unit in the sponge business. There is a local supply house which deals in all the paraphernalia of the divers, and the brass helmets which they wear are made by a local machine ehop. For the rest, the outfit consists in a rubber suit, iron Shoes weighing twelve pounds, rubber hose to connect the diver with the pump on deck, and the rope by which he is lowered. From Tarpon Springs the sponges go chiefly to New York, Chicago and Cincinnati, where they receive the final process of bleaching, and are then placed on the retail market In addition to Tarpon Springs, the sponges are taken in commercial quantities at Key West, Miami and in the Bahamas. In all of these places, however, the primitive method of the long pole and the hook still prevails, and the sponges can only be taken neat the shore, while the men of Tarpon Springs cruise from Rock Island to the Tortugas, and bring in more sponges than aJI of these other fisher ies put together. Tarpon Springs has been rewarded for giving the Greek a fair deal. Spanish blood In the Bordelais, from which the stranger is apt to argue unforgiving hatred. On the contrary, one finds a disposition to separate the individual enemy from his government. Thousands of German prisoners are held here in detention camps. A good part of last year’s vintage was made by them, in default of the| usual vineyard labor. An item of last Sunday’s pro gram was the passage through the city of a dozen military automobiles, filled with apparently contented- Teutons. “Joy riding," was the laconic explanation of the maitre d’hotel. ' Jl’ ~.. That was incredible!, of course, but inquiry proved it .true. Prisoners who behave themselves well are often taken for such rides through the countryside. An amazed comment was made upon this fact. “Why should we not?’ asked the mattre d’hotel. We do not hate these men. It is only their masters that we hate. These men did not want the war any • more than we." It Is true that this detached point of view is impos sible to those Frenchmen who live nearer to the line of war and who might conceive themselves in danger in the event of a successful break through by the Germans. But that it is possible ven to the Frenchmen who live at Baordeaux is a testimonial to the coldly logical qual ity of the French mind. Now that the first hysteria, of war has passed he is showing himself able to dissect the situation that made this war possible. It is his hope that this war will make it impossible for any group of. men sheltered behind the closed doors of chancelleries to make another war. His hope is shared by some of France’s greatest thinkers. Some of Eu rope s autocratic centers of this plague of war may be eliminated by a democracy grown powerful through sacrifice. This same logic has convinced the Bordelais that the total suppression of amusements creates a morbid and unhealthy state of mind, and an effort is therefore being made to return to something like a normal mode of life. It is true that few have Peen able to force themselves to act upon this conviction, but they are trying manfully to do so. There has been no dancing in Bordeaux since the beginning of the war. Not many pianos have been opened since the first Boche crossed the Belgian border. There is no singing at social gath erings in private homes. On the other hand, the occa sional concert is fairly well attended, and “ice” skat ing upon a rink covered with a paraffine composition Is very popular, and “The Mysteries of New York" is nightly crowding the cinema in which this wildly sen sational film is shown. t But logic does not lift the weight from the heart. My most vivid memory of Bordeaux in war time will ever be the silent, drifting, apparently aimless crowds, the black robed women in the churches, and the strong man in the cathedral who clasped the feet of the Virgin before whose cold stature he knelt (Copyright, 1916, by Herbert Corey.) Quips and Quiddities Mr. Stretcher —“Yes, it’s cold, but nothing like what it was at Christmas three years ago, when the steam fron the engines froze hard and fell on the line in sheets." Mr. Cuflfer —"And yet that wasn't so cold as in ’B7, when it froze the electricity in the telephone wires, and when the thaw came all the machines were talking as hard as they could for upwards of five hours.” “Well, gentlemen,” said Mr. Longbow, F the coldest year that I can remember was in the Christmas week in ’B4, when the very policemen had to run to keep themselves warm." But that was too much, and with silent looks of in dignation the other two left to his own reflections the man who treated the truth so lightly. • • • One glance at the editor’s face was sufficient to warn the staff they were is for a hot time. "Send Mr. Scribbler to me,” he snorted to the of fice boy. The reporter of that name entered the august pres ence serenely conscious that he was innocent of any offense. "Now, look here,” roared the editor, "you’re the idiot who reported that charity ball, aren’t you? Well,” and he pointed with accusing finger at a printed para graph, “just look what you’ve written: ‘Among the prettiest girls present was Colonef Oldknutl’ 'What d’ye mean? He's a man, isn't he?” “He may be,’ said the reporter, quietly, "but that's where he was."