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4 EDITORIAL PAGE THE SUNNY SOUTH I SUNNY «SOUTH Published Weekly by Sunny South Publifhing Co Busine/s Office THE CONSTITUTION BUILDING ATLANTA, GEORGIA Subscription Terms: To those who subscribe to 6%e Sunny South only Six Months, 25c SP" ‘ One Year, 50c LESS THAN A PENNY A WEEK Entered nt the postolUrr Atlanta, Gn..n* second-class mall matter March 13,1»01 TAe Sunny South is the oldest weekly paper of Literature, Romance, Fa.fl and FI ft ion in the South & It Is now res /tored to the original shape and will be published as form merly every week & Founded In IS74 It grew until .'W9, when, as a monthly, its form was changed as an experts meat & It now returns to its original formation as a weekly with renewed vigor and the Intention of ecllpss Ing its most promising period In the past, Mrs. Stevens* Prize Win* ning Serial Story N the first page of today’s Sunny O South is published the first install ment of the winning serial in the ‘‘Some Other Way” contest, by Mrs. Beulah R. Stevens, of Atlanta. Preceding the first number of the story, is a brief synopsis of the three chapters of the original Besant se- m rial discontinued by the manage ment of The Sunny South because ■ f its objectionable features. 1 hose who carefully read the resume of the story, published last week in connection with the prize announce ment, will have no trouble in pick ing up the thread of the story and following it to a conclusion under the talented guidance of Mrs. Stevens. In passing, Tn Sunny S nth desires again to compliment Mrs. Stevens for her excellent solu tion M the problem which the management set the readers if this publication. As stated last week at length, the work of writing the concluding chapters of a novel begun by another, and espe- ciallv hen that person was one of the most dis- ti.iguisned members of the English literati, was not to be lightly undertaken. That Mrs. Stevens has begun the commission well and satisfactorily, we think our readers will agree. The plot in creases in interest and retaining power as it thick ens. and the ending is reached in a fashion at once ideal and possible. The Sunny South bespeaks for Mrs. Stevens a careful and attentive hearing. Those who read the three chapters by Besant, if they desire to ob tain the full benefit of the sequel written by the Georgia author, cannot afford to miss a line of her production. For the historical accuracies of the facts as they develop with this and following chapters, the management can vouch. They were obtained from the leading authorities, and the. many works on the earlier phases of American and English life were faithfully studied, with a view to incorporating only authentic statements in the new serial. The Sunny South also wishes to thank the other contestants for the painstaking care which they expended on their manuscript and the con scientious manner in which the different stories were prepared for the readers. Each contestant has acquired a valuable experience which could not have been otherwise obtained and we predict that much good, though it may be indirect, will re sult from the serial contest. Stray Thoughts On Modern Hero- Worship HERE have been many clever writ ers, thinkers and speakers to decry hero worship as maudlin and mis placed, but lor all that there is as much of it in the world today as that of centuries ago. In fact, there seems to be some peculiar, subtle demand for it in modern society—a gap in our higher, better, less selfish moods which may only be filled by homage to some figure or perhaps theory, which appeals to our partic ular temperament. The assertion is safe that each man and woman, no matter how degraded or etherial- ized be their fiber, has enshrouded within an in most consciousness, the chamber of which the out side world seldom invades, some one individual of heroic mold to whom they look up, and whose lives or some parts of them appeal most strongly to their respective owners. The hod-carrier’s hero may be one which would arouse the ridicule of the man next in station, and perhaps the poet’s idol would be an inhabitant from another sphere to the hod-carrier; but either is just as potent in the daily existence of both, and each is as earnestly reverenced and championed if occasion arise. We take it as broad ground that every reader of this article has singled from out the mass of heroes with which literature and history is ridden, some one which fills for them most exactly the prime niche in their temple of ideals. Even the small boy is constantly looking up to, or living in Imagination the life of a character which is the possessor of his youthful admiration or approba tion. It may be the John Silver of Stevenson’s “Treasure Island,” or possibly (we rather doubt it), the good boy of “Sandford and Merton.” As intelligence grows and the viewpoint and percep tion becomes wider, the mind turns from the indi vidual creature of the writer and seizes on that writer himself as the .desired central figure. Or it may be the general, the statesman, the inventor, the explorer, the - scientist, the discoverer, which the mind selects as jts closest favorite. Some one it is, however, some one, too, tl> be congratulated and envied, for the reason that he exerts a wide, dominant sway over the thoughts and does much to shape the actions of his worshiper. There is one peculiarly beautiful phase in the worship of heroes now dead which is remarkable ind worthy of note. It is the manner in which we forgive our idols for the shortcomings which jtheir most lenient biographers are forced to chroni cle in justice to truth, and regard with admiring gaze only their virtues, or oftener, their talent, l ake Shakespeare, that mighty king of the litera ture of the ages! There are stories current of his deer-stalking in defiance of law, of his rather loose iliving in his earlier days. There may be a few who lend ear to these spleen-inspired rumors, but the vast world of readers have ignored them in amaze ment and reverence for his wonderful genius, and his many-sided humanity. To go into history, we are all fully aware that Napoleon was, person ally, a man of faults—a great number of them al most deadly. How does their consideration influ- •ence the society of today as compared with the dazzling array and might of his success and con quests? Take Burns and Byron, even the gentle Milton, Luther the giant-minded reformer; Crom well, other great characters of history and of lit erature. We glance, perhaps, with pitying, con doning eye at their shortcomings, and hasten on *to a more enthusiastic, vital commendation of or love for their undeniable virtues. This is one of the pleasantest traits of human nature with which we are brought into contact. We let virtues outweigh vices, and we see lessons in the former instead of examples in the latter, or, as .some of our more bilious unfortunates seem to 4hink, material for ridicule and idol-breaking. Let us hope that thi% custom of emphasizing the good a man does and minimizing the weight of his evil may be transferred to living characters. The world would be more generous in charity and there would be less of a tendency toward pessimism and general bitterness. Let us, by all means, cherish our ideals, if they tend to make us better or hap pier, or cause us to view men and the world with a broader, more generous regard. How Many Can Claim Title of “Gentleman?” HERE is no word in the English r language more often used and as frequently misused as the beautiful old English term, “gentleman.” As if to differentiate ourselves further from British customs and habit when we dissolved allegiance to that na tion, we proceeded to appropriate this word and then distort it out of all semblance to its original form. The snob, the cad, the man of doubt ful honesty who manages to keep a foothold -111 society by the aid of wealth or influence, many a man whose daily, hourly life is given up to the brow-beating and persecution of those who may happen to be below him in fortune or station —we call the gentleman and never pause to think of the injustice which we are working on those who really deserve the name. We would not stop to particularize the allega tions made in the foregoing paragraph. To define the snob would require the skill of a Thackeray— so many and varied are the types. But we have .it least one type in this country which is not de veloped in all its glory in the old-world countries— the money snob. , The man. who suddenly rises to unWomed wealt . and changing hhs viewpoint of life, changes his friends also, and cuts those who were good enough for him in his less palmy days. This is the most prevalent grade of snobs in Amer ica, yet one which we invariably speak of as “gen tleman” whenever we have occasion to refer to the class which they inhabit. There is also a class of cad indigenous to all countries—the kind that slightingly refers to womanhood and who seems to roam about seeking whom he may destroy. His ilk is present in all grades of society, and his op erations are widespread. But he is often dignified by the name of gentleman. One of the best detailed definitions of the.gentle man which it has been our pleasure to encounter is that (riven by Mrs. W. Tod Helmuth, president of the New York State Federation of Women’s Clubs. She says * The man whose politeness does not spring from kindness is not a gentiema.n. Bowing and scraping, rising and giv ing up his car seat to a woman does not entitle a man to the name. These things are often matters of policy or as sumption. Men sometimes do 'them because they look well, with no real feeling to prompt them. The newspapers are responsible for much of the modern mistaken ideas of what constitutes a gentleman. Too much of their influence has been directed toward the build ing up of a moneyed aristocracy Instead of one of charac ter and intelligence* By this it is not meant that wealth and good character are incompatible. Such an assertion would be untrue. Only that the newspapers, most of them, are often seriously at fault in giving undue prominence to per sons whose wealth alone entitles them 'to consideration in the great whirl and dash of twentieth century life. Many professional men—writers, thinkers, officer's of tha army and navy—are rightly to he estimated as typical American gentlemen. They are workers, not idlers, and a worker is usually filled with kindly feeling for those about •him. Exterior polls hand repose can be acquired; kindness never.” A man may be a brick-layer, a ditch-digger, and yet be of the highest type of gentleman. The word carries its meaning as does the tortoise its shell. Gentle-man. Separate the word and apply its new meaning to men with whom you are daily brought into contact and see how many stand this rigid test. To hark back to our original proposition, one may have the wealth of Croesus and be clothed with the genius of a Shakespeare, and yet be lack ing in the attributes which go to make up gentle manliness. The man whose kindness, as Mrs. Helmuth says, is inborn, who is incapable of wounding others de liberately, whose courtesy is extended to his serv ants as well as to his guest, who guards his tongue 'from slander and who acts decently from principle, not from fear of being found out—may be entitled /to consider himself a gentleman, and it is very probable that his friends and those brought into association with him will acknowledge the justice of- the term. In referring to the opposi+e sex there is a term which is often used indiscriminately and sense lessly—that of “1 ’.dy.” How much more compre hensible, satisfying, noble is that of “woman.” To speak of lady almost invariably recalls a beruffled, delicate dame, whose hands are too dainty to be soiled with work of any nature; who must confine hersea to crocheting and embroidery, and who is not expected to take any part in the ,great bounding life of the world. Such a definition might have fitted centuries ago, but it is utterly foreign to our idea of the exalted, progressive, self- sacrificing woman of today. We might do well to borrow another English term and use the word “gentlewoman.” A trifle more inconvenient, per haps, than our favorite name, but much truer and infinitely sweeter and more dignified. Brillic mt Irishmen Paiiit Prospects ;Qf Their Native hand By JMMES T DfilEY Written for CAnWunny South OMOBRi i)W, March 17, will be St. Patrick’s day, and Irletmu in throughout the world < -verywhere will cel ebrate he event with a re kindling ; of the same patri otic and religious fervor which (has caused' the cele- bratiWi of their national festiv/nl to endure through all tjhe centuries of 'time from/ the days of /the great •apostle himself. The pres ent anniversary, coming at this early hour of tne new twentieth cen tury and after tl ie past hundred years of apparently endless contention, brings to the friends of (Ireland such a renewal of hope as they Have not been privileged to rejoice in for t) r ery many years. In parliament a/ new and strong reunited Irish party has assorted Ireland's claims in no uncertain manner. Behid that re united party sftands a reunited country, Ireland, north ad south. Catholic and Protestant, speaks with one voice, in one common purpose. As an appropriate offering for St. Pat rick’s day, we present today the accom panying expressions of opinion upon the present outlook for Ireland and her peo ple at home as viewed by some of the most prominent Irish leaders. These mes sages coming from representative sources, convey a special and significant interest for all people of Irish birth or ancestry and will be accepted by thousand’s of readers as awelcome addition to the nu merous happy and patriotic associations of St. Patrick's day. Justin McCarthy, the venerable ex- chairman of the parliamentary party, writin r from his residence, “Ashiodene," Westgate-on-Sea, in Kent. England, where he has lived since hi's retirement from par liamentary life and journalistic pursuits, sends the following: “I have much pleasure in sending a message to my countrymen and country women in America for St. Patrick's day. I believe that thetime is particularly fa vorable for a hopeful message. Our great national cau'se has never seamed to me so full of promise as it does just now. I am myself, owing to feeble health, a sort of exile from political life, but I watch with an ever-growing Interest and anx iety every movement that concerns our progress toward national self-government. We have once again in the house of com mons thoroughly united and compelling more and more every day by its ability, it's sincerity and tts untiring earnestness the respect even of. its political enemies, and we have outside parliament a nation of Irishmen and Irishwomen at home and abroad absolutely united In zeal for the national cause. Under circumstances such as these what message coul^ I send to my fellow countrymen in America hut one of pride and pleasure and promise?” The Hon. T. P. O’.Gonnor, that relent less parliamentary advocate, who has championed so many movements in Ire land's cause, writes as follows: ‘‘I am full of hope for Ireland, more so that I have been for many years. A great new Irish movement, a great new party, have sprung up in O'Connor the night, silently and Ftill 'speedily, and England and of Hope the world generally, which For 3o often forget Ireland. Ireland are awake to the fact that these two great forces must be faced. England sees Irishmen in the house of commons crowding benches, which, for nearly ten years, were left deserte d. There is unity where there was -despair, - bfol hfgly, affection and eo T operation where the one consuming de sire some time ago seemed to be that brother should destroy brother even in the very face of the common enemy. “To one like me who has seen all sides and phases of the Irish struggle, who knew Its days of glory under Parnell, and the destruction, disgust and despair In the ten years of division which followed I his death, it is like a new birth to be on the Irish bench in parliament today. We have a party of fine fellows who having proved their courage, devotion and pa triotism, are making a great fight in the grand battlefield of the imperial parlia ment, careless of any opinion but Irish opinion, knowing no duty but their duty to Ireland, bond by o traditions but the traditions of Irish suffering and struggle. Let Irishmen in America speak, fo-r their voice will now be heard, and the close of the struggle may not be far oft/’ Hon. Thomas Wallace Russell, the lead er of the Irish land question in the house of commons and champion of the com pulsory sales movement, has always •taken a prominent,- and intelligent part in parliamentary inquires into the land laws and has had much to do with making recent lad acts. lie has declined several very lucrative governmental positions un der England, saying that he preferred to devote 'the rest of his life to the Irish land fight. In parliament he represents an Ulster constituency and personally is on the most friendly terms with ail the nationalist members. Russell’s position Is that the land acts were just, necessary and sufficient, but that the courts, governed by judges with landlord prejudices, and ignorant of the 'history of Irish land tenur 3 , have per sistently refused to give effect to the laws passed by parliament. Russell's plan Is that the landlords shall be compulsorally expropriated and at once. He is thus absolutely in accord with th* claims and purposes of the na tionals. His late position in the conser vative government^ his life long connec tion with the unionists, his thorough ac quaintance with the. legal intricacies of the land laws, and his personal vigor will secure him a hearing in the house of com mons which no nationalist could expect to obtain. His voluntary sacrifice of a well-paid official position is a proof of his earnestness which will appeal to many Englishmen. He is an acute parliamen tarian and a vigorous talker. Mr. Russell, writing from the house of commons about ten days ago, speaks con fidently of his work as follows: “Our one thought In Ireland now is in regard to the great work of the new league of north and south to secure the land for the people who till it. Tn regard to land reform generally, there has been in the past too much holding back, too much unwillingness to enter into and profit by the labors of others. “Now, I believe that spirit is gone, and forever. The doings of the landlords in the northern provinces has aroused every body's sense of justice People are and has stirred up a feel- Rapidly ing that will carry us far. Conqtier* I have had some small in< Tim- share in arousing the peo- idity pie and it will b° no fault of mine if affairs in this respect do not carry themselves rightly. “Some great things in regard to Irish land are in sight—something that will set the pulse of the nation beating afresh.” The Rt. Rev. Bishop O'Donnell, of Rap- hoe, the patriotic leader of the Irish clergy, writing from his residence at the cathedral in Letterkenny. the seat of his episcopal see, sends the following: “This St. Patrick’s day will be one of the brightest we have had in many a year. Once more our people at home are united, and ones again their representatives in no small measure dominate the house of commons. “Of course it is true that the members of the Trish party cannot in a great hurry carry the measures we require. Neither can they at any time do everything the country needs. But they can prevent 'the English parties having their own way in almost any domain of business until the wrongs of Ireland are redressed. "That solid party whose powerful advo cacy is denied to no oppressed nationality, is the creation of the United Irish League, an organization as democratic, criipeless and efficient as ever banded a people to gether to claim the rights of free men. Through the league priests and people have reunited the party or rather formed a new party, and through the league they will keep that party united. "Nor has this been done any too soon. If we cannot stop wholesale emigration what will happen to the motherland of our race? Indeed we need a powerful or ganization, and a powerful. vigilant, never-absen't party in parliament to do the work well.” The Hon. Edward Fitzgerald, lord mayor of Cork, and a leading spirit in the Irish national industrial exhibition, to be he!d in Cork the coming ■summer, writes in the fo’l w‘! g confident style: “It is a great pleasure that I send a message to my fellow countrymen in the great western republic for St. Patrick’s day. and I do so the more readily because the circumstances of the time and coun try are. I rejoice to think, distinctly hope ful and encouraging. “It is pleasant to contemplate the ad vance which is being made in all that is Irish at home. The national spirit is fresh and strong, the The grand old Gaelic tongue National is reviving in every part Sioixit of the land, and the ment is Fast or.v of those who in the Reviving dark days sacrificed them selves for their land is be ing rescued from the oblivion into wrfleh it had fallen. “But we are not content with this. We are determined to do genuine, praejeal work to uplift and improve the condition of the country. As one evidence of this I may mention the coming national exhi bition to be held here this summer. All must realize how necessary it is to the i well being of the people here that native industries should be created and developed for the healthy and remunerative em ployment of Irish talent and energy. Too much of national strength has already been drawn away by other countries and I can conceive nomore practical form in which men and women of our race in America could befriend their kindred in their native land that by aiding and en couraging this all-Ireland exhibition.” The Hon. Daniel Tallon, ex-lord mayor of Dublin, who madfe many friends throughout the United States during his visit to this country recently in company with the leader of the present Irish par liament party, the Hon. John E. Red- mon d,hoth coming here as the special representatives of the Irish people, send the following: “I know that a f ewlines to my fellow countrymen in the United State's will be welcome from me, and will be the means or again expressing my desire to convey to my friends throughout America how much I appreciate the generous welcome which they accorded to Mr. Reclnit'o myself on our recent visit “It will, I am sure, give boundless sat isfaction to the Irishmen of the United States to know that the troubles which now at an end, and that the national distracted Ireland for the last decade are forces are again consolidated in a great rally for Irish legislative independence. Than this I know of no other Irish mes sage which the Irishmen of the United State's could receive with more rejoicing, and I send it to them as a St. Patrick’s day greeting. "The Irish party is united for the res toration of Ireland's national rights. In my opinion it means the triumph in a few years, at 'the farthest, of the aspi rations or every irishman wno wsne's to see his land once again n nation. In this is t.he nation’s hope. Only one th’n.g is wanting and that is that the Irish people should make every sacrifice to maintain a fighting party in Westminster, if that be done, Ircdand’s triumph is .assured. That is, I believe, the hope that should be in the hear of every member of the Iiish race at home (and abroad on the recurr, ence of the great festival of St. Patrick’s day, which for centuries lias commemo rated the 'sacred and indestructible cause of faith and fatherland.” These messages, it is believed, may be accepted as a criterion of the general opinion of the day in Ireland, and as voic ing the present sentiment of the people. The Busy World * ILLIAM H. Moody# o f Massachusetts, who on May 1 will succeed John D. Long as secretary of the navy, has been a congressman istnee 1895, and for several years has been, a member’ of the house appropria tions committee. He has been one of the most prominent William H. Moody members of the house, and was looked upon as a speaker- ship possibility. Mr. Moody’s home is at Haverhill, Mass., where he has a law of fice. He was district attorney for eastern Massachusetts from 1S90 to 1895. He is 49 years old and a graduate of Harvard. Secretary Dong has for some time do- sir-’d to retire. He even considered the move during Mr. ^McKinley’s lifetime, hut rBitinincd in Roosevelt s cabinet at. he latter's behest, and with the hope of t>f»- minating the Sampson-Sohley contro versy. ■e MERICA is to have still another visitor •this year in the per son of Prince Victor Emmanuel of Sa- voy-Aosta, count of Turin. The count is own cousin to the king of Italy, being •a son of the late king’s broth e r. Prince Amolee. One of his brothers is the duke of Aosta, Victor Emmanuel the present heir ap parent to the throne of Italy, and the other the adventurous duke of Abruzzi. Unlike Prince Henry's visit to th 3 - United State's, that of the duke is announced as “strictly private.” This fact has set con tinental gossips to whispering that the count is g ung to see the beautiful Ameri can gill with whom he has been in »ova for so long and his loyalty 'to whom has given the Italian royal family so mi a uneasiness. Color is given to this belief by the rumor which comes from Italy that King Emmanuel has proved more kindly disposed toward the affair than was his father and that his cousin’s engagem. it will be announced shortly. The count has no need to go fortune-hunting, for he is rich in his own right. ♦ OHN REDMOND, M. P., inherits a large but encumber ed estate by Can death of his uncle. Lieutenant General John Patrick, ac cording to a report which comes from London. The details are meager, how ever, and littb is known ye*t as to the extent of the wealth the celebrat ed Irish nationalist 'T+*zsr-' T5he High Nobility of Woman By Her Majesty, the Queen of Roumania (Carmen Sylvia) ORE churches are there in this world than we know of. In our short-sighted ness we are too apt to think that to all such a special form must needs belong, and that the sound of prayer and celestial chants must forever echo through their lofty aisles. Can we so easily forget, then, that to most of us the four walls of our nursery represented the first church, as we knelt there at our mother’s knee, and she taught us our first prayer?. At such moments the Mother is a veritable Priestess, and the children—gathered about her and hang ing on her words—are like the choristers around the altar, lisping the responses in their infant voices. To teach them to uplift their hearts, to keep their ’ r oung minds constantly : attuned to pure and noble moods of thought—this surely is a sacred task, and more than this per chance is scarce vouchsafed to the saint- liest priest. Wherever a mother's influ ence prevails, there straightway is a lit tle corner of Heaven on earth; and her watchful love, sanctifying everything it touches, so ennobles tT^e meanest service, that the very stove whereon she warms a cup of milk for her sick child becomes an altar-fire of precious sacrifice, upon wliio.te flame she sighs and tears she pours out for that child's recovery are wafted on high to the Throne of Grace. And is there any earthly vision half so sweet and fair as that of the babe cocked to rest In its mother’s arms, on its mother’s heart? Her lap, its earliest cra dle, is a very Holy of Holies—a shrine, removed from danger and temptation—a ■haven, sheltering from the storms of Life! Another sanctuary is the hospital ward, whose priestess, the Sister of Mercy, gliding with noiseless step among the suffering inmates, carries to each in turn her divine message of peace and consola tion. Hers is perhaps the noblest mis sion, who, having no children of her own to cherish, makes herself a mother to all the outcasts of humanity. Where sorrow and sickness make their victims,, she is ever to be found; high and low, rich and poor, young or old, handsome or ill-favored, each one is a member of her great adopted family, and the treas ures of her womanly pity and tender ness are bestowed on all alike. Well may they regard her as a ministering Angel as she passes in their midst, now sooth ing with soft touch some fever-stricken ’Tis there her stronghold, her undisputed realm. From morn till night she busies herself with the ordering Ii* tine of her household, and Home gives her husband the Wo man is truest aid, as she hov- Absolute ers round him at his Queen work, and silently dis poses all things for his comfort. Thanks to her, he can work on undisturbed by the trivial cares that might else distract his thoughts from ■the pursuit of higher aims and nobler ambitions. They, too, are worthy of all praise who put a mother’s heart into the task cf bringing up the children not their own, Who, not. content merely to keep within the forms of duty, give themselves up heart and soul to the happiness and welfare of the little ones confided to them. Sometimes it is an elder sister who fills the mother's place toward the younger children—perhaps scarce younger than herself—who taxes her youthful strength of mind and body to the utmost, in order that the mother's cafe be not too sorely missed by the orphans, teaching them—since other le/ssons are wanting— all she has learnt herself, and never dreaming in her simple spirit of self-sac rifice, that angels watch her footsteps, and note down all her actions, entering her naime in the eternal record of Priestesses of the Religion of Love. In the humblest sphere, woman may sanctify her work by the spirit in which she undertakes it; and she who bears the whims and caprices of a harsh mis tress, who exerts herself to earn ap proval never accorded, who never spares herself, but is always ready to render every service cheerfully—must we not look on her as an obscure and nameless priestess of the same lofty Cause? And the work girl; the poor seamstress, plying her needle late into the night for the support of her aged father or sick moth,er —surely hers must be accounted a pious task, to which she brings the uncom plaining sacrifice of her youthful health and strength! The patient little figure, bent over her sewing, is full of a. mute pathos, and there is true heroism in her resignation to her joyless lot—no murmur ever escaping her lips that she must sti fle her heart's desires and ask no share in the pleasures life reserves for her more fortunate children. But even the ragged little maid, minding the geese on the village green, if but her thoughts be pure and her heart true and honest, she, too, is one link more in the chain of sisterhood, which binds all womankind togather. For service, however lowly, when faithfully performed is never lost, and hers, although she knows it not, must help to swell the universal sum. Little ■brow, now moistening parched and burn ing lips, or smoothing out the pillows - , , . . . that support a weary, aching head, and j does she guess, either, that Heaven has limbs racked with pain. Her gentle hand has balm for every’ wound. Her sweet voice brings comfort to the despairing, and slumber never seems to close those watchful eyes, nor fatigue to bill her pause on her errand of mercy, illumined by the light'-'her Presence sheds, the darkest scenes are transfigured; the sick ward in the crowded) hospital, the dingy garret, the prisoner’^ cell, the ambulance tent upon the battle field—every such spot is a temple w loose spiritual loveli ness well nigh surpajsses the cold perfec tion of 'the stateliest cathedral built of stone. And Woman is the ^Princess of her borne. enshrined her tiny form in a costly cas ket; she sits framed in a leafy bower, her innocent childlike eyes are fixed won-, deringly on the deep blue arch overhead, and her feet vest on a carpet of green velvet, studded with countless flowers. Yes, the meadbw is a sanctuary, and so, too, is the wild seashore. Yon wom an, standing there with her baby clasped to her breast, and another ehil.l clinging to her hand, while her wistful longing eyes are fixed on the distant horizon, on the cruel hungry waves that per chance.have swallowed up her husband’s bark—might she not represent a priestess of the Sea and of 'the Storm? The wind howls and the sky, darkens, and still she waits and watches, and her face growls pale as the hours go by, and yet no sail appears in sight. What will become of her little ones if the breadwinner returns not? ’Tis she who then must be both father and mother to the helpless babes, and though her heart aches she does not lose courage, but nerves herself to the desperate struggle. Our old Germanic forefathers knew well what their women were, and held them in high honor. They were looked upon as sacred, were approached with, awe as priestesses, to whom belonged the de cision in 'ail ' matters of grave moment. For the rough warriors rightly judged they could not treat with too much rever ence and respect their wives, their moth ers, the mothers of their children; they felt moreover that those who were tha faithful guardians of the Health and Home might well be credited witTT some thing of prophetic vision, since eyes trained in habits of constant watchful ness and forethought must seem best fitted to peep into the secrets of Fu turity. Thus the hearth was to them a sanctuary, the tending of the flame a sacred duty. From the earliest times the noblest maidens were in many na tions set apart to watch over it and keep it perpetually lighted. They were the best, the chosen of their people, and their office soon came to be considered something almost divine, for the flame itself became the symbol of ancient cus tom and tradition. In those primitive days it was so hard to obtain fire at all, such long and patient rubbing of stick on stick was required to produce a spark —no wonder that the stones whereon it was kindled and kept alive should acquire the character of a sacrificial altar. The Temples of Humanity, wherein women are the priestesses, are many and of immense variety of size and form. Some are lofty and of magnificent pro portions—others small and insignificant in apjearance. The space they occupy is nothing; all depends on the work done in it, on the good will of the workers. Some of these devote their lives to the teaching of the young. For the stores of wisdom and learning which are among the most highly j>rized possessions of each age and country are merely lent us. handed down from generation to genera tion, and must be transmitted to the young race springing up around us. It is surely no mean task to throw open this treasure house to young, ardent souls, eager to obtain their heritage of knowl edge. The village school room even may be a porch through which the sanctuary is entered, and she who teaches there may be a worthy servant of the temple. Hers is not always an eatsy task, the seed she sows may sometimes fall upon a thankless soil, but at times it bears good fruit, and this is her reward. She knows the value ot the gift she bestows, when the guides the awkward little fingers in their first efforts with the needle; for many a little maiden this is the real start in life—the earliest lesson in those useful arts which should one day fit them to be happy wives and mothers. Then there are the women who are the pious guardians of a grave—of a dead man’s fame—daughters or wives. Priest esses of Fidelity, whose daily pilgrimage is to the spot, sanctified by the memories of a lifetime, where ail their hopes lie buried. Others again have remained unwed, to Continued on last page John Redmond will enjoy. Since the death of Mr. Par nell Mr. Redmond has been one of the foremost of Irish leaders, and his efforts always have indicated the conservative, earnest and brilliant man. He is in the prime of his life, having lived but forty- six years. It is believed that the for tune to which Mr. Redmond Is reported to have fallen heir -will enable him to work out his plans with greater expedi tion than he'could otherwise have done. In connection with this event, it is in teresting to note that feeling between Ireland and England is not of the pleas antest at present, owing to *tihe Land League agitation. ■o- HOUGH there ^ara various r e p o r ts from Cape Town, South Africa, on the condition of Ce cil Rhodes, the best advices are that ha is seriously afflict ed. An authorita tive dispatch says the famous English man is battling with angina pectoris and that he is slowly Cecil Rhodes losing strength. Tha Kear£ is said to be considerably enlarged and is about to interfere with the lungs. In fact, this symptom is reported now apparent, as the distinguished patient i3 frequently given relief by the adminis tration of oxygen. Dr. Jameson is al most constantly with Mr. Rhodes. Only the closest personal friends are allowed to see him. Mr. Rhodes is endeavoring to direct in a cursory way his business affairs, as sick as he is. Cecil Rhodes has exerted a vast political and industrial influence over South Africa and his death would precipitate unusual conditions. ■o- RIVATE advices received in this country tell of the serious illness of Edward Hagerup Grieg, celebrated Norwegian composer and pianist. -Known in many quarters as the “Scandinavian Chopin,” Grieg him self has always dis liked the appella tion. He was born in Bergen in 1843. and he so early in life showed signs of wonderful genius that when an infant his mother began his instructions. Ole Bull heard the infant prodigy play the piano and the result was 'the sending of the lo-year-old lad to Leipsic. His musical works are now familiar to musicians the world over and his reputation is secure His favorite villa is Troldhaugen, near Bergen, and here Grieg passes much of his time. Admirers everywhere will hope his Illness does not mean his taking away. . Grieg is especially a favorite in the United States. AJOR L. W. T. Wal ler, of the United States marines, and Lieutenant Day, of his force, are to be couTtmartialed for torturing and exe cuting without a trial natives of the island of Samar. Friends of Major Waller, who has a distinguished record of service in Cuba Mai Waller and at Tien Tsin, China, where he commanded the United States marines, attribute his action's to temporary insanity due to experiences on the terrible march through Samar in which he and his men nearly died from the privations suffered. The pending courtmartial is exciting a great deal of interest, as there will be many promi nent witnesses testifying before a dis tinguished gathering of officers. Mrs. George Cornwallis-West is again a prominent figure in the social and pollt- ica life of England. The daughter of Leonard Jerome, the New York banker, she married Lord Randolph Churchill, and did much to enhance his political prestige His early death caused her to withdraw from the parliamentary circle. Her wed ding to her present husband is fresh in the mind of the public. The recent entry of her son, Winston Churchill, into the house of common's has brought her back into touch with political life. She has proved of great help in aiding bia aspira tions. Ed H G