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SHORT STORY CONTEST
For the Best Short Story $50
For the Second Best Short Story . $30
For the Third Best Short Story • • $20
CONDITIONS
FIRST This is NOT a catch penny scheme. It is NOT necessary
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NOT required to send In a year’s subscription In order to be
come a contestant. If you have never heard of The Sunny
south, which is not likely, and a nelghbor lnforms you of this
contest, you are eligible.
SECOND Quality and not quantity Is wanted. No story must
be longer than 9,000 words, though not less than 3,000. No
person must send in more than one manuscript.
THIRD The Sunny south reserves the right to use such of the
unsuccestoi stories It deems of sufficient merit to entitle them
, to a place before the public.
FOURTH While typewritten copy Is preferable, pen written
will be read, write only on one side of the paper and Ifyou wlsh
your manuscript returned enclose stamps.
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sunny South. Constitution Building. Atlanta, Ga.. before noon,
June 1,1901.
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it flat.
SUGGESTIONS
FIRST A story of the South Is preferable, but remember that
It Is not necessary to laden yduf story with dialect to secure a
Southern flavor. The majority of persons who try to write dia
lect bll. Make a good, strong plot the basis of your story.
SECOND If you have never written a story end have never
thought you could, do not do so simply because a price is offered.
On the other hand, If you have written stories and have had
all rejected, try again.
THIRD Use as material In your story the things you know some
thing about. Don’t select Switzerland as your scene simply be
cause you have heard the lakes and mountains are pretty.
FOURTH Try to write legibly. While bad spelling and poor
punctuation will not prevent your winning if your story has mer
it, be careful.
FIFTH If you desire to obtain additional Information, address
Editor Short Story Cots tost
6*0 SUNNY SOUTH
Constitution Building Atleats Go
Some Thoughts Concerning
a Prevalent Malady
N Kansas the other day a modern
Kip Van Winkle’s wife tried to rail-
I road him to the lunatic asylum, and
to prove his Insanity she over
whelmingly established the fact
that he was the most extravagant
and unconscious- liar unconflned.
The sapient justice of the peace
held that no matter how Intemper
ate one may be In lying, his "com
pos mentis” cannot legally be, im
peached, and In dismissing the de
fendant. encouragingly remarked
that it was his prerogative to lie
anywhere out of court.
No; lying is not necessarily an
indication of distempered brains.
If it were, George Washington
would be the only sane man known
to tradition. But we are not ro
certain that lying is not W disease--
a mental one. it Is true; but the
mind has many maladies short of
lunacy. Some day the pathology
of lying will be as clearly defined
in medical science as kleptomania,
under some such expressive term as mendacomania. It is un-
dOU ^^ e r^cUons 0 we STLSt to make have not to
do with the casual and politic liar. The shade of old Diogenes
is abroad o’ nights with its lantern looking for the man who
never fibbed in a pinch or in his conscience Justified .he
utility of a white lie. It is of the constitutional or chronic
liar that we would treat. ...
The Kansas liar whose weakness might have landed him
in a madhouse is a familiar enough type. We have all seen
him and some of us may own to the soft Impeachment
of being he. The liar who simply lies from an over-exuberant
Imagination is not utterly reprehensible. It is rarely that
any harm comes of his fishy vaporihgs. By the time he
has evoluted, as he inevitably will, to the stage where he
takes seriously his aberrations from veracity, even a stranger
takes them with a grain of salt. He derives a pleasure that
never palls in rehearsing those old, old stories, and, as a
general thing, he amuses more than he bores.
Poets have filled quires In descanting upon the pleasures
of hope, memory and the imagination. They might have
filled, without stultifying the muses, blissful reams in de
scribing the pleasures of prevarication. We will venture
as an aphorism that there is nothing sweeter than an oft-
told lie. The reader can well imagine this is so, without
compromising himself. In the interest of art, we will calmly
bear the brunt of any accusations of first-hand testimony.
This misdirected imaginative gift, diverted into another
channel, might make the liar a genius. If the truth were
known, no doubt the author of the "Arabian Nights” was a
person of surpassing and consummate mendacity in private life,
or was able to eschew commonplace lying by employing an
artistic escape pipe for his vocal hot air. Of course, pain
fully prosaic persons are compelled by their intellectual lim
itations to resort to commonplace lying. It is only given
to the few to excel or escape In art. The ordinary mortal
with a tropical imagination lies because he has to idealize
life in some way. He cannot take to poetry or steep his
susceptible soul in the iridescent fancy, of the artist, so he
just lies to heroify himself. Thus he is able to fill his oth
erwise barren life with roseate ideality. To such, prevari
cation is the milk in the cocoanut of existence, and as nec
essary to their contented being as lacteal nutriment to the
babe. We inconsiderately call them liars, whereas they are
only crude romanticists.
The inception of this prevalent disease can frequently be
traced to childhood. Often the parent Is led to believe it Is
Inherent In the child. Who has not seen the little boy who
Inflames the minds of his Juvenile companions with the bogy
tales of his own weird fancy7 That boy soon gets out of the’
way of telling the truth. Some day he may be a famous
author of historical romances or the circulation deponent of
a great newspaper. It is well known that nickel libraries
often lead boys Ananiasward, and Laura Jean Libby has a
heavy score to answer with respect to our girls.
Paradoxically, too, people never suspected of having any
Imagination are constitutional liars. There is no telling how
many scientists lie—lie. abstractedly.
Many highly respected and eminent men in all departments
of human knowledge are either designing or unconscious liars.
A really astute and erudite lair is above-suspicion and su
perior to criticism, as a colossal thief is immune from the
common law. An artistic liar evokes reverential awe, and a
picturesque liar has a large, admiring following.
The petty liar is apt to come to grief and continually feel
the'conscious blush suffuse his inadequate cheek. The dlsln-
genlous and mediocre liar becomes an object of contemptuous
ridicule. There is only room at the top for a successful
liar.
There is that bilious-looking, heavy-browed man with the
Roman nose and bristling black moustache, who revels in the
reputation of having had several affairs of honor where he.
came from—wherever that is. He has not been in a fight
since he bullied the smaller boys at the district school, and
his wife knows he lacks the nerve to wring a chicken's neck;
but, somehow, he inspires an admiring dread by his ominous
personality and sanguinary personal reminiscences.
There is that bald-headed, plethoric, full-girthed bachelor
whom his friends address gayly as “old sport.'' What he
doesn’t know about the fair sex, one would Infer from his
amatory drivel. Is wholly non-essential. He confesses to In
numerable engagements and has always a fresh conquest to
hint at; buChe was never engaged, though he has been taken
In by a matrimonial .bureau several time*
There is that unhappy woman, who Is always referring to
her pampered girlhood' in a home of wealth and refinement.
But “papa” was not rich. Indeed, he was a night watchman
and she an ambitious typewriter girl.
Why DO they lie?
Sunny South Short Story
Conteft, and Why
GLANCE toward the first column of
The Sunny South’s editorial 'page
has already revealed to you an an
nouncement made In bolder type
than these comments. So short
has beed the time since we have
assumed this form and manage
ment that onr plans have not been
planted long enough to produce
plentifully. But the first fruit has
ripened and we hasten to display
it, not only for the inspection of
our readers, and those who should
be, but for thetr particular profit,
both In money and literary ad
vancement.
Before dealing in detail with
our present offer of three prises.
It Is our intention to put on notice
all persons interested in southern
writers and southern literature
that The Sunny South intends to
become the mainstay of literary development in this devoted
section. While none, wherever his borne, is barred by us
in our efforts to encourage and in a measure reward am
bitious and: talented writers, we confess that our direct aim
and dearest motive is to place In the fertile mind-soil of the
south the leaven of stimulation. The west, the east and the
north each is honey-combed with publications that present
a. pleasant prospect to the young author of their respective
environment. It shall no longer be said that the south la
lacking in this.
Heretofore there has been little of the tangible in finances
or fame held out to them around us that have sought, or are
seeking, recognition in a field that at the upper end is far
from crowded. It is this condition The Sunny South is seek
ing to change, and we reason that the remedy lies in the
direction of the proper encouragement of home talent; though,
as we have stated and wish borne in mind, that talent is an
chored to no special section? and the struggling author, south,
north, east or west; will find The Sunny South a staunch
friend ever.
There is little to add to the announcement of the short
story oqntest we inaugurate with this issue. , A story that
is strong in plot and human Interest, touching on the scenes
and 'the people among whom you Uve, Is likely to be the
winning story. Sacrifice neither the artistic nor the literary
side of your production, but remember that the measure of
merit rests much In the ability of a story to interest the
reader. And while interest aroused is sustained by smooth
ness, or ruggedness or charm of style, it requires a continuity
of narration and a pith of plot to incite the reader to •follow
the story beyond the opening lines. Therefore, plot will play
a leading part in deciding the winner. Strike a happy me
dium between William Dean Howell’s prosaic reports of
real life and the melodramatic output of Archibald Clavering
Gunter- Do not attempt in your story to throw light on
the learning you possess by finding places for words that are
ornate, nor let the desire to grow mellifluous overcome'your
natural simplicity of style.
Be natural. Be unafraid. Be earnest. Be simple.
If you have a story you think worthy, send it in at
once. If yOu feel it should be rewritten or remodeled, re
write and remodel It and send It at the last minute.
Address all communications and manuscript to Editor
Short 8tory Contest, The Sunny South, Atlanta, Ga.
What is Greatness?
Can be Great
READER kindly indorses our edito
rial in a recent issue entitled
A "Want Slays More Genius Than It
Produces,” and adds the request
-that we define for him this query:
“What is greatness 7” The doc
trine of predestination as applied
to fame, was discredited and the
idea of unknown greatness, so
beautifully suggested in "Gray’s
Elegy,” accepted. Adhering to this
Iconoclastic hypothesis, we believe
greatness never perishes. Lack of
recognition is not extinction, If we
have the correct conception of what
greatness really is. Greatness is
only a synonym for goodness. This
simple definition does not in the
least detract from the rarity of the
coveted attainment. Novitiates
need have no fear of being crowd
ed, on the heights.
Strange so wide a distinction should be made where no
difference exists. The common conception of goodness is
not ^alse, like the conventional Idea of greatness. Everybody
knows intuitively how far short be comes of being good; and
he has the Light to his feet.
This last, and what follows, need not be taken as a reli
gious allusion, in the ordinary acceptation. The most per
fect example ever given of a great man was Jesus of Naz
areth. When the carpenter-preacher said, "for I am meek
and lowly of heart,” he accentuated the most characteristic
trait of greatness.
The difference between true and false greatness is iden
tical with the distinction drawn by the Great Exemplar be
tween true and false charity. Greatness sounds no trumpet
before it. Its left hand'Is unaware that its right hand has
done a great act.
Fame is the nirvana of egotism. Most of the men and
women who have been called great were sublime egotists.
Greatness and egotism are as incongruous as oil and water.
Most of the mighty ones, too, have been epicureans, when
success was once in their grasp. One who is truly great is
not caught by the tinsel of life. He may love the beauti
ful, but he loves his fellowmen more. The cry of the
people is ever pleading In hie psychic ear.
The great man has not the grievous fault of ambition.
Who, then, can be great?
Any one. Prince or peasant. Master or man.
A man is only great in the degree that he conquers self.
The temple of fame holds the emblazoned names of many
men who, measured by this test, were anything but great.
They Were smart, though.
Most people are not able to disregard place or power in
estimating greatness. The v -nsn ’oj ejqv axn oqjs a>j Aie
ally confound smartness with greatness. Their moral Judg
ment is tricked by the witchery of words or the glamor of
deeds.
Mind is not greatness. Soul is.
Intellectual -superiority, physical supremacy and many of
the qualities that Inspire hero-worship may be coupled with
moral pusilanlmity and a soul smaller than a grain of mus
tard seed.•
Great men touch elbows with us every day on the crowded
sidewalks. We rarely recognise them, for we are not looking
for anything great to come out of’a Nazareth. An age of
chivalry or a national crisis is not needed to call forth great
ness. The common struggle for existence is making more
heroes than all the crusades and all the wars of the ages,
and, by the same token, more cowards and knaves.
But, do you say, of what avail is greatness that cannot be
studied as naturalists study a strange bug, in fife, and sgt on
an onyx pedestal in a pantheon, after death?
An, there is your inability to differentiate.
Perhaps the greatest souls ever born of God glorified the
lives of mute, inglorious Miltons, and In their humble zone
of Influence, unknowingly, made more fellow beings spiritu
ally better”and stronger than the example of contemporaneous
king, peer, laureate or priest.
Greatness is not afraid of oblivion, it cares not for "the
dory and the nothing of-a name.’* And If sadythe dost
knows, what does it matter?
You
CHORT Stories, Stayed
^ 'F or Stolen
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ANTHONY BRADENALL, otherwise
** known as Anthony Hull, of near Mill
stone, who disappeared fifteen years ago,
after a trial in Hagerstown for stealing
chickens, of which he was acquitted on
his own testimony, was found yesterday
living in a hut In Berkeley county, -West
Virginia, where he subsists on herbs and
wild meats, sleeps on a bed of straw, but
keeps up a roaring fire for company. His
hair Is long, clothing In tatters, and he
has not worn a pair of shoes for fifteen
years, but tramps about barefooted in all
kinds of weather.
Twenty-five years ago he stole a blind
girl, a Miss Meyers, from her home near
Millstone, carried her ten miles to the
home of a minister and forced him to
perform the marriage ceremony at the
point of an old army pistol that had not
been loaded for several years. He then
carried his wife back to her mother and
devoted himself to supporting the family
by converting crossties, shingles, etc.. Into
money wherever he could find them,
without the owner's consent
The government has Just granted Brad-
enall a pension of ISO a month and back
pay amounting to mors than J15.000, R0.000
of which he intends to put into a monu
ment over his wife’s grave. He intends
to give 15,000 to "Aunt Katie” Manning,
an old woman hvlng west of Millstone,
who has lost all record of her birth and
who Is supposed to be about a hundred
years old, and in perfect health, for al
lowing him one winter to cut her firewood
in exchange for a place to sleep and his
victuals, as he put it. He was in the bat
tle of Gettysburg and received a wound
in his head that affected his reason. He
enlisted from Franklin county, Pennsyl
vania, where he was born and raised.
Doctor was absenUminded
lyiRS. MARGARET BANNON, 418 Cher-
”*ry street, decided not long ago to have
her eight year old son entered in Girard
college, if she could. Arrangements
were proceeding smoothly until the col
lege authorities In the usual way exam
ined the public birth registration for evi
dence that the lad was born in Phila
delphia
Mrs. Bannon had given the date as
July, 1893. But the Girard college Inves
tigator startled her by Informing her
that her son was a girl. That, at least,
is how the record made it out. The birth
certificate identified the. child born to
Mrs. Bannon as "Mary Bannon.” Mrs.
Bannon promptly made affidavit that the
child to which the certificate referred
was a boy.
Dr. Joseph Price attended her. He Is a
very well-known physician and a very
busy doctor he has been for many years.
He must have been very busy on the
night when, with a scratch of his pen
he wrote “Mary Bannon” and discred
ited the sex of the little boy who would
enter Girard college.
Colonel J. Lewis Good wrote to Dr.
Price asking him to correct bis error.
But the colonel got no answer. So yes
terday the board of health passed a reso
lution asking Dr. Price in an official
way to make the correction, which, if
not made, will hamper the future of a
little boy.
Wu frightened speechless ~
pLARENCE FISHER was literally
'“'’scared speechless when he looked at
himself in a mirror and saw that the
black skin given him by nature had ap
parently turned as white as a snow bank.
He Is in the Hahnemann hospital recov
ering from the shock.
Fisher is tweqty-foqr years old. He Is
a colored matt, and runs a bootblack
stand in Frank R. Hackman’s barber
shop, No. 11 East Chelten avenue,. Ger
mantown.. Thursday Fisher fell asleej>
in a chair. A man who patronizes him
entered the' shop and covered his face
with white -powder. - - - •
In a few minutes Fisher awoke. Hq
glanced in a’tttrror,' caught a glimpse of
his powdered- face, and Immediately be
came speechless. Hackman and the prac
tical joker vainly endeavored to get him
to Apeak. The negro's eyes roiled wildly,
but he was incapable of making a sound
or-moving, ~
Finally a physician was called. He
said’ that Fisher was suffering from a
nervous shock that had paralyzed the
organs of speech and motion. The maq
was taken'home. Late Sunday night he
recovered sufficiently to mumble a few
word*. Upon the advice of the physi
cian he was removed to the hospital.
The doctors say he will gradually re
cover, but that he will always have an
Impediment in his speech.
Diwd a* her wedding
TO die while the words that made her
* the wife of John Harmon Crossman
were being said was the fate of Miss
Leona Davis, of Binghamton, O.
According to The Cincinnati Commer
cial-Tribune, the weird termination^ of
this marriage was the last of a number
of disasters which appear to have beset
the young couple since they became ac
quainted with each other years ago.
The wedding of the couple was set for
Thanksgiving day, but sickness prevent
ed it Christmas day was then set, and
again sickness Interfered. ^
birthday was finally decided upbn by
D The’guests were all assembled «t the
home of the bride, and. although it vra»
thought best to postpone the event on
account of her illness, she Insisted upon
being married. During the ceremony she
talked to the groom, who placed his
about her. The ceremony was hMtim
completed, and as the guests rushed up
to congratulate the bride, they were ho -
rifled to discover she was dead.
Asphslt lake iss Censds
T HOMAS F. DREW, a mining man, who
has been prospecting in the wilds of
Canada, thinks he is on the track of an
asphalt lake near James bay. “One day,
he says, "a party, of prospectors and an
Indian guide were in a section of coun
try beyond'the Great Divide. The party
had camped for a rest, and the Indian
went in quest of game. He started up a
fox at the same moment he was on the
rocky rim of a goOd-sised lake.- ■ The fox
ran across the top of the lake. Splashing
the water as he went. The" Indian rubbed
his eyes and sat down to ponder on things
In general. He then went down to the
lake himself, and what Reynard could do
he could do. It was an asphalt lake, and,
being in tbe spring, had about am inch of
water on. it. Efforts are now being made
to locate’ the lake.”
This bride a heavy weight
DR. DEEi’ER, a prominent- physician
*“^of Union City, Ind., is on his way to"
this city to claim for his bride Miss
Lucy Havens, Indiana's champion fat
girl. Several months ago the doctor, who
is quite old and very eccentric, sought
to win the heart and hand of Miss Ha
vens through the medium of the county
officials, but was rejected by the girl,
who had just received a museum offer.
She had until then been a county charge,
her enormous proportions rendering her
unable to support herself. Miss Havens
became tired of show life and recently
returned to this city, where her lover
renewed his suit. The climax will be a
wedding. The bride-to-be measures over
five feet around the waist and weighs
nearly five hundred pounds.
Bora las different states
HILE Mrs. P. T. Bulger, of Portland,
Ore., .was traveling on a train toward
Spokane, Wash., the other day, twins
were added to her family. The eider, a
boy, was born in Oregon, and the other, a
girl. In the state of Washington an hour
later. This is the first case on record
where twins were born In different states.
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(~}F IntereJl to Rank and Ntr
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A MITOHELL. of the United States ma-
**rino corpus, was one of the men who
arrived on the transport Solace. Mitchell
is regarded aa the hero of Pekin, for it
was he who did much toward saving the
lives of the people of the legations when
the boxers and the Chinese troops were
storming the refuge of the foreigners.
There were seven hundred 'souls in the
legation compound and they .had no weap
on of defense larger than an ordinary
rifle, -but Mitchell had found In a junk
heap an old cannon, which had not been
used for many years. He fitted it up
and mounted it on the compound Walls.
When the Chinese bad got their Krupp
gun in place and, Fere about to open fire,
Mitchell turned his ancient weap
on, and the first C*ftt-*^Btoked the Krupp
gun of the boxgl -addljr® position ana
tendered it-' usetgji ..w<—Ji » r
Mitchell fired ref/oab causing great
execution and prevent! -Ta storming par
ty of Chinese from reaching the Interior
of the compound. On the.last day «f the
siege the Chinese planned another des
perate attack. They mounted a new gun,
but when it was in place Mitchell prompt
ly dismounted the second Krupp gun,
killing many of the Chinese. Later in
the day the recuing column of allied
troops reached the walls of Pekin.
Mon defeat for "Tommy"
HILE the Canadian Mounted rifles
made a name for their soldierlike
qualities in south Africa, they also en
tered into competition with the British
soldiers in all the sports of a military
camp, and In a majority of cases got
the best of the Tommies. Trooper May-
cock, of Leamington, gives the following
account of how they did up the other
fellows in a horse race:
"While we were stationed at Belfast
we had nothing to do but the usual duties
of camp. Sometimes a foraging party
would go out on the veldt and capture
any stray horses which were found, as
We could use all we secured. In one lot
we captured was a small black mare,
and some of the knowing ones thought
she had speed In her. We had several
brushes with the British horses before
that and came out second best, as their
animals were thoroughbreds and ours
were only common cavalry horses. Ac-
W!
cordingty we worked over the little black
mare for some days and tested her speed.
She was a marvel at running, and when
the trap was ready we sprung it on the
British officers and men. We got up a
race and entered the little mare. The
British officers entered their nags and
the distance to be run Wi.s fixed at five
furlongs.
“The Canadians put their money to
gether, and one of our fellows opened a
regular book. You should see the Tom
mies get down on their nags, and we
never said a word. They put up all the
money they had, and when there was not
another shilling in sight, the starting
Judge took his -lace and the horses were
ready to go. Trumpeter Hughes, who
afterwards died in Cape -Town, was no
>«1- the little mate, and be bandliqi her
Ilka- d professional jofckey. It did not
take long, to get the bunch started, and
they had not gone very far when the
black mare forged ahead. She kept plac
ing. mpre daylight between herself and
th* bunch all the way, and won pulled
U# Of course the Tommies made no
complaint, as everything was on the
square. The Canadian boys who went
Into the scheme cleaned up a nice little
sum, but after that we could not pull
off any more races, as the Britishers were
Afraid of our gams.’*
A Boer nrlsonar
J4 OW could you face war?" I said to a
11 trembling old man of sixty-five, who
had volunteered to fight. “I prayed to
the Lord,” he said; “i gave myself and
my family in Hi* care. And it was won
derful to see how He strengthened us.
There was not a tear. One daughter car
ried my rifle, the other my bandolier, and
my wife (she is sixty-three) carried my
bag. They were all quiet; you would
never have thought I was going away. 1
did a soldier’s duty; I did wllat I had to
do. It is strange, in the heat of a fight
you do not care what happens. You shoot
and you do not care. How It should
come that a thing like that can happen 1
do not know, but it does happen to a
man. But, oh, it is a bitter thing to think
of afterwards! When I think of what 1
saw all around me I shiver with horror.
Believe me, I can scarcely keep the tears
out of my eyes at night when I think
of the sufferings I have seen. I grieve
as much for the widows in England as
for those of our own people. I know that
I am a prisoner and must be obedient,”
he added. “I have my parole and can go
a little way out of the camp and sit down
quietly to read. I am thankful they give
me that liberty,” I said a word of sym
pathy. “It Is well,” he answered gently,
“that we have the Bible left.”
New Rasilsn cruiser
THE Russian cruiser Bogatyr was
* launched from the Vulcan yard, Stet
tin, Germany, on January 30th last. She
Is one of a type of ten practically alike
in general characteristics, but will have
greater speed than her predecessors. The
vessel is of 6.750 tons on a draught of 21
feet 10 Inches with 750 tons ,of coal An
board, and her engines of 20,000 horse
power are calculated to give a speed of
23 knots. The battery, consisting of
twelve three-inch and sir three-pounders,
are all quick flrers, and her complement
numbers 673, of which twenty-three are
officers.
Wsragiad thsrast
rv R. OONAN DOYLE tells this story
of a Boer and an English soldier who
lay wounded side by side on the field of
battle: “They had a personal encounter.
In which the soldier received a bullet
wound and the burgher a bayonet thrust
before they both fell exhausted in the
field. The Britisher gave the Boer a
drink out of his flask, and the burgher,
not to be outdone in courtesy, handed a
piece of biltong In exchange. In the even
ing, when their respective ambulances
came to carry them off to the hospital,
they exchanged friendly greetings.
“ ‘Goodby. mate,’ said the soldier; ‘what
a blessing it is we met each other!’ ”
Ha* asz easy thing
O NE of the softest naval billets held
by an officer is that of Vice-Admiral
J. R. T. Fullerton, who has had com
mand of the royal yacht Victoria and
Albert since October, 1884. In a recent
audience with the king it was arranged
that the gallant admiral was to relin
quish hispommana shortly and a former
commander of the yacht would be select
ed as his successcr.
4*
fXUAINT Bits From jK-,
Aw Animal Life
O UT on Forest avenue is a mouse fan
cier whose residence, lest he lose caste
with his neighbors, is withheld, says The
Portland Express. In a pen he has half a
dozen or so ordinary field mice.
“They are the most sociable pets I ever
had,” he remarked, "and any one of them
will rise to attention as he hears my step
approach the pen. I have had these
young ones about six months. They don’t
live long when cooped up, and they will
come freely to my hand to eat or drink.
Some of them are so tame that they will
•climb to my shoulder and display not the
slightest alarm at being touched. They
haven’t acquired so much faith in all hu
manity, however, and have refused to
trust any one else so far.
“While mice eat a great deal for sn ani
mal so small when food is abundant they
can exist for a surprisingly long time with
next to nothing. Any one whose house
has been infested with mice and who had
passed weary weeks when everything that
possibly could serve as food was carefully
under lock and key, finally calling to ser
vice an active ferret, will appreciate tl.is
fact. He Is a mighty aggressive end tire
less forager after food,: not hesitating at
walls or similar obstructions, through
which he patiently gnaws a path. As a
test of persistence in this line I hung a
basket of food from the ceiling by a rope,
and after a week’s fast placed a mouse at
a hole in the ceiling above the basket. He
descended some eight feet or more on a
slender cord and safely reached his haven,
later climbing up again.
“All of my mice I have taken from nests
about the premises, and notice that they
invariably seek shelter below or tehind
something never In so exposed a locality
a* almost any other animal would select.
For a nest paper, cloth or any soft mate
rial seems to satisfy, and the exceeding
fineness with which it is chopped suggests
some mighty artistic work with their
teeth.”
THis stele wort snow shoes
| T is said that the late, Jock Darling,
* the most noted hunter and trapper ever
known in Maine, once brought a young
deer out of the deep cnows of the woods
by fitting snow shoes to its feet, ana
there have been Instance* of dogs wear
ing moonhMa. hat not end] recently, so
far as the records show, did any one in
this pert of the world ever see a mule
or. snow shoes, says a Bangor, Me., cor
respondent.
The snow was only an ordinary fall,
but the gale that succeeded it piled up
big drifts, shutting out many towns from
all communication with the outside wjrid.
Bingham, in Somerset county, ltad been
without mall for a week when, on
Wednesday evening, the mail carrier,
Henry Caswell, arrived from The Forks
with four sacks slung over a mule’s
back.
The mule, Pete, Is a diminutive animal,
tough and strong, but, going as mules
generally go, utterly unable to wade
through the high ridges of snow between
The Forks and Bingham. So Caswell,
after studying the situation a bit, de
cided to fit snow shoes to Pete. The
plan worked all right and the little mule,
seeming to appreciate the situation, al
lowed the shoes to be fitted without ob-
Jection.
The shoes were made of oak frames,
woven with stout moosehlde, about half
the width worn by men and without the
usual long shank behind. Pete came
along on his snow shoes as well as Cas
well on his, and the two were welcomed
with shouts of approval by the people of
Bingham. The return Journey, twenty-
four miles, was made in the same way.
Uephent as plow animal
I AMES CAHILL, of Roney’s Paint, W.
“ Va., is the only person In West Vir
ginia and probably in tbe United States
who has In regular use upon his farm
an elephant which is used for farm work.
With the swaying beast hitched up ro a
plow he can turn more ground than any
of his neighbors with a team of horses,
and when it comes to hauling logs, the
elephant will walk away with ease with
legs which the best teams of hie neigh
bors cannot move. The elephant cats
little more than a horse and does many
rimes the work of one, is gentle and do
cile and little trouble, and Mr. Cahill is
nrcre than pleased with his experiment.
Several months ago a small circus
broke up at Martin's Ferry, and its prop
erty was sold at auction. Mr. Cahill, who
was at the sale, bid In a few donkeys, the
elephant and a tent and took them home,
/xpectlng to start * small show himself. i
His father, Patrick Cahill, a frugal Irish
man, decided that a beast of the size of
an elephant ffould not remain on the farm
end be fed unless it paid for its board,
with labor, so he harnessed it up and the
animal worked nicely. He did so well
-that they have given up the idea^ ot
starting a circus and will keep the ele
phant on the farm.
A. widows wot b**r
A VICIOUS pet bear owned by Daniel
Donovan, proprietor ot the Frantz
house, In Plymouth, Pa., broke from its
cage one night recently, raided the hotel
and drove out all the patrons except E.
E. Burdick, traveling salesman for a
peanut factory In Troy. N. Y., whom It
caught and badly injured.
PiatTons of the hotel were in -the sitting
room after supper when the big bear
rambled into the room. The wild scram
ble to escape frightened the angry «ni-
mal, and it at once pounced on the crowd
and caught Burdick in its arms.
Burdick is a big man end made a good
fight. They wrestled; the bear chewed
bis right hand and stripped the fiesn
from his right arm with its claws. When
they tumbled to the floor Burdick vigor
ously jabbed his knee into the animal’*
stomach, making it grunt and release its
hold.
Burdick sprang up and fled. The strug
gle lasted fully five minutes, during
which time the frightened patrons dared
not return to help the unfortunate man.
He had his wounds dressed and the bear
was eventually taken back to Its cage.
Bones fighHeefinish
T WO horses fought in New Haven,
* Conn., recently.
The horses were standing facing ec ch
other In the street. The drivers of the
two teams were in a house delivering
goods. At first the bay gently nipped the
gray on the mane. The grap snapped
back viciously and caught the hay by the
neck. Then they went at it. The bay,
smarting from the effects of an unusually
sharp nip from the gray, reared, und with
maddened snort made a savage iuuge at
the gray and when he came down on his
forefeet the shaft pierced the gray’s i.eck
and severed an artery.
When the drivers reached the two ani
mals they were still fighting, but
finally separated. Tbe gray bled to
on the spot.
ilest
Contents
FIRST PACE
uni Mistis* ffweelheerl
L by Mrs Bogh Began
^'•"V Marr C Wl
editorial pace
fanny Sooth Story Coi
Editorials
delected Mattor
funohine
third page
fourth pace
Week in • «wf Wo»M
Photos of Tornado's Path
In Mzhoaet’i Paradieo
FIFTH PAGE
The Victory of *•**»
by Lollte Catherine Roll
largest Wharf in tho Sooth
Pietnroa of • fioathera Hotna
The Story of Two Slaooa
SIXTH PACE
Tho Tieao of Rawawhranoa
by Jobn Straszgo Winter
Miss Debora's Ho«wo»Party
by Marion H—’— J
SEVENTH PACE
Factories of Now fcaland
by Frank G Carpontor
bight Upon Olgopt'KfFPt
The Victory of Zalia Reas
continued bob foorth Pago
eighth pace
Literature
Religion
ninth PAGE
Royal Hotasa Cleaning
Cnrtto Si
by Cnrtto
Cato Up Scepter for SealpOl
by Tbaodor
Southern Girl Who Married
a Title
The Royal Stabler of Vienna
TENTH PAGE
r
An Raatorn Easter
by Charlsa Battell Loom to
An Indian Romance
by Lola Tomlin Lyon
Pope Aided a Prasbyterian
Church
eleventh page
Off Interest to Womankind
Women in tho Public Rye
The Household
TWELFTH PAGE
Li’l* Mistin’ Sweetheart
Continue*
Lauretta A Continued
An April Fool
by Xthol R Sleeper
Sunshine
Colorado, Tex., March 23, 19<tt.—Editor
Sunny South, Atlanta, Ga. Dear
How glad we are The Suny South comes
back to us as a weekly visitor. We
certainly appreciate th^ visits, "pta like
an old friend coming back. ’Tls true 1
liked It as a monthly, but tho visits
were too seldom. Wishing you every
success, 1 am respectfully. '
MRS. M. DURHAM.
Better than the Magasines
Owensboro, Ky., March 25, 19(11.—Editor
Sunny South. Dear Sir—I sun so glad
tho south has a literary representative
In The Sunny South. I hare received
your paper sinee It has been changed
to a weekly and am delighted with M.
The stories you publish are Just as
good, and better, than those we find In
more expensive magasines and you are
doing a great work in bringing the south
and her writers before the public. Keep
up the good work and may success at*
tend you. Yours truly,
R. L. WHITMORE.
\
A lifetime subscriber
Ardmore, I. T., March 23, 1901.—Editor
Sunny South—I have received and read
two copies of The Weekly Sunny South
and think it Is but right for me to tell
you that I am well pleased with It. It
has always been a favorite at our home,
but It Is scramble now to see who. will
get It first. All the stories are first rate
and the one by Morgan Robertson espe
cially so. You can count an one life
time subscriber, at least as Ion or as it Is
kept up to its present standard. Very
sincerely yours, W. L. BAKER.
*
A great Improvement
Knoxville, Tenn., March 23, 1901.—Ed
itor Sunny South, Atlanta, Ga. Dear
Sir—I have been a subscriber to The
Sunny South many years and am so
pleased with Its improvement and change
to a weekly paper that I must take
this method of telling you of the pleas*
ure I have derived from reading it. I
am especially pleased with the editorial
page and the sound logic contained there
on. Please let me know when my sub
scription runs out so I will not miss *
single issue. Your old friend,
MRS. A. M. BLAINE
if
Am old friend
Dear Old Sunny South—I just can’t te)l
you how glad I was to see you in your
old familiar form once more.
I warmly clasped you to my bosom In
my great joy.
Now. within your capacious wholeness
I think you might allow one page to
The Sunny South household.
I am sure, should your 50,000 subscribers
express themselves, they would say with
one voice, “Give us back the household
for that department was most missed
of all In the great change.”
I know that especial feature is different
from most of the magazines of the day,
but it Is homely and southern, which
adds, rather than detracts from the
value of your dear old self. Only voice
this and see how many wHl rally round
the flag and then give us our page i
—only a pa7e.
. IKE N.