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Judgment Must Temper
Literary Aspirations.
HE liberal recognition given by the
public and the publishers to new
writers practically unknown to fame
seems to have had the effect of set
ting innumerable pens throughout
the country busy scribbling—as a
general rule pens in the hands of
hitherto inexperienced writers. The
range of this wonderfully augmented
literary activity has been very wide,
running the gamut of historical nov
el, pure fiction, psychological ro
mance, exact science, descriptive
travel books, and the ubiquitous
short story. Some few of these ef
forts, being backed by ability and discernment,
have been successful and really talented writers
earned a substantial debut into the literary fields
of the United States. The vast majority of the
hastily planned manuscripts, however, have been
returned by overworked editors, some of whom
had patience and kindness enough to point out
radical defects, and to advance suggestions where
the work seemed hopeful, and others with bare,
curt refusal, such as is demanded by the ethics
even of the hardest, most unapproachable of these
captains and lesser officers of literary industry.
With the idea of encouraging southern writers
and affording them a medium through which their
individuality might be made known to the south
ern reading public, The Sunny South, in addition
to printing stories received regularly from con
tributors, has conducted three prize story contests,
designed to extend a helping hand to arqbitious,
unrecognized writers of this section, and to enable
them to enjoy the salutary stimulus which comes
from the sharp competition of mind with mind.
As stated in previous editorials in these columns,
the projectors of these contests have been more
than satisfied with the results of their labors. It
has been proven conclusively that abundant lit
erary ability may be found in the south, and that
the flattering showing now made by this section
in the national field of letters is but an indication
of what may be expected when our ambitious
writers shall have rid themselves of diffidence and
sluggishness and improved the material for lit
erary work so ample in all quarters of the southern
states. - •
The present occasion seems an especially timely
one, however, for the passing of a few leading
comments on the weaknesses of all early, aspiring
authors—the pointing out, in short, of mistakes
which may, with ordinary care, be avoided, and
the adoption of methods which will simplify that
terribly hard work which is the inevitable lot of
the man and woman who would succeed in the
world of letters. The fact that this occupation
does necessitate hard work will doubtless come as
a surprise to many people who, with thoughtless
confidence, believe that “writing” is the easiest
thing in the world. We do not know of a single
profession or vocation by which men make their
bread or rise to eminence which affords so difficult
a prospect as that of literature. There is drudgery
in the beginning, the necessity for infinite patience
in waiting for results, humility in the face of criti
cism, a mind ever open to new ideas and sugges
tions, a boundless self-confidence, tempered with
reason, and a determination to succeed in spite of
overwhelming disappointment and apparently in
superable obstacles.
Of course, those who go into literature in a hap
hazard, dilettante fashion—and there are a good
many who choose this easier road—-may meet
success earlier than the earnest plodders, but it
will be a haphazard, dilettante, unsatisfactory suc
cess. They would meet a similar half reward in
any other profession. There is another point—and
it is a cardinal one. YOU MUST HAVE SOME
THING TO SAY—SOMETHING TO WRITE
ABOUT. The relatives and friends of many prom
ising young people pave the way for a good deal
of disappointment and bitterness of spirit by urg
ing them to become writers, simply because they
can frame a decent grammatical sentence, or per
haps may have a smooth-flowing, attractive style.
Now, while both of these factors are valuable, and
all but indispensable adjuncts in the writing
"trade,” they are only adjuncts—riot principles.
There must be judgment, discrimination, the
power to condense or lengthen,, and, alternating
with the style of the work chosen, a well-devel
oped faculty of logic, or a strong, clear imagina
tion. Knowledge of human nature and the quali
ties of humor and pathos, of cortrse. are under
stood. They all have a bearing on the ultimate
result.
How often do we read of young people sitting
down confidently to “write a story?” The ink
flows faultlessly from the golden-nihbed fountain
pen; the white, spotless page stares one cheerfully
in the face: a little idle drumming on the well-
finished desk, a few flourishes of the pen in the
jotting down of some inane, purposeless sentence
—and the would-be writer flings away fhe para
phernalia. confiding to himself and friends that
“I am not in a writing mood today.” It is doubt
ful if this class of aspirant ever is. or ever will be.
The writer who gains recognition invariably
has something to say—something that people
want to hear. Its purport may not be exactly
new, for we remember the old saw about the sun
never shining nowadays on anything of this de
scription, but it may be told in an interesting,
original fashion. Frequently, rather ofterier than
not, the strong, grasping work which a writer
does represeats one of two things—some ‘phase
through which he has himself passed, or comment
or reconstruction of subjects which he has studied
and with which he is at least passably familiar.
This is the lesson for the man or woman—old.
middle-aged or young—who aspires to charm an
audience by the pen—there must be a purpose,
definite aim about the work—and there must be
deep earnestness in its pursuit. The writer who
does not want to enlist all his faculties- of per
ception, imagination, discrimination, invention,
patience and energy in his labor, or who foolishly
believes that literature is a short, easy cut to fame
and wealth, had better revise his plans. On the
other hand, there is always advancement and
recognition for those who are earnest and con
sistent in their efforts. The reward may be slow,
but it is sure.
The Automobile fias Come
To Stay.
T is curious with what lightning ra
pidity the automobile has come
swinging into the everyday life of
the business and social worlds. But
a few years ago, it seems months,
the first self-propelling carriage was
placed on the market to excite the
wonder, incredulity and ridicule, as
well as enmity, of the public and its
stalwart monitor—the daily press
The first machine was laughably
crude in its different details, and re
sembled -as little the handsome,
speedy auto of today as does the
latest improved compound locomo
tive Stevenson’s puffing little steam crawler. All
that the inventive genius of France and the
United States needed was the bare suggestion—
the germ of the idea. As soon as it arrived a hun
dred variations, imost of them improvements over
their predecessors, belgan to put in an appearance,
and now there are dozens of the “devils” or “ter
rors,” as you may choose, on both sides of the At
lantic, which in speed and endurance make .the
ordinary express train seem very insignificant.
From a price which made them expensive experi
ments for the very wealthy, they have developed
into conveyances which may be owned and op
erated with comparative safety by the man of even
modest income.
At present that considerable portion of human
ity which reads the newspapers is undergoing some
decided shudders over the bloody fatalities which
have attended the reckless handling of these ma
chines both in this country and the old world.
Prejudice, especially in the rural communities, is
reviving and reassuming hearty proportions, and
the old controversy as to whether the auto will
ever displace beasts of burden in city and country
life is again receiving more energy than it ev«r
deserved. Restrictive measures are being adopted
by many communities, it is claimed that many
millionaires are canceling their orders for new
record-breakers, even disposing of their “stables”
of space-destroyers, and that manufacturers are
discussing the wisdom of refusing to build ma
chines capable of exceeding a specified, reason
able speed. All this talk is reactionary and some
what foolish, although it will serve the helpful
purpose of calling attention to some of the defects
of the present machines and impressing the minds
of chauffeuers with the fact that an automobile .is
more dangerous than a locomotive in inexperi
enced hands. The most sensible suggestion we
have heard arising from the panic-stricken com
ment is that devices be applied to render the ef
fect of possible accidents less disastrous.
In the course of time the excitement will sub
side, and, having accomplished its evident mission
of pruning off the daredevil, life-reckless expo
nents of automobiling, give way to a sensible, nor
mal development. Prejudice will be replaced with
conviction, and all thinking people be converted
to the practical valrie of the invention—the identi
cal history of the safety bicycle. The difference
being that the automobile will enter an infinitely
larger field, and its usefulness will be permanent
and undoubted.
Predictions at this stage are a trifle premature,
but they are justified by the progress already noted
along conservative, practical lines. The cost of
manufacture is at present too great to permit of
general adoption into business and social life, but
this will decrease as time teaches simplicity and
ingenuity, and while the automobile will never
gain the widespread use and popularity of the
bicycle, for obvious reasons, it will become a fac
tor vastly more potent in a dozen different fields,
several of which may not be too plainly apparent
at present. Just as electricity and steam have
taken the place of horses in urban and inter-urban
transportation, it stands to reason that both of
these forces, and others more or less closely allied,
will invade the pleasure and business realm now
monopolized by man’s faithful brute companion.
The horse will hardly be relegated entirely to
oblivion, but in times of peace his work will be
extremely light, and even on the battle field his
usefulness circumscribed.
The improved, inexpensive automobile will have
several moving factors in its favor—it will never
get sick, its appetite will be easily and cheaply
appeased, it will work alb day without complain
ing or resting, and it will never breed sickness
or filth. Fewer points of superiority than these
would enable it to supplant blood and muscle en
ergy.
T5he Short Story Contest.
W ITHOUT persistence the aspiring writer,
as well as ambitious beginners in every other
profession, cannot hope to win the reward of un
doubted success. That readers of The Sunny
South and contestants in the prize story competi
tion possess this excellent virtue in discrimina
tion, is evidenced by the fact that many story
writers who received special and. honorable men
tion in the previous short story contest have en
tered the present competition. Convinced of the
fact that their work possessed merit, and assisted
by the criticisms published from time to time in
this paper, they attacked the problem anew, ind
have submitted efforts, in many instances, which
will figure in the final distribution of prizes.
The management of The Sunny South feels that
the mission of this publication is being largely ac
complished when it is possible to make such an an
nouncement as this. We have demonstrated that
there are plenty of people in the south willing to
invest the necessary-time and patience in litera
ture to accomplish recognition, and that literary
effort in this section is not spasmodic. Encour
agement and suggestidns have done much to bring
about this highly satisfactory result. ^
John Greenleaf Whittier—Z5/>e Poet of
Liberty and Love
By EDWARD YOUNG CLARKE, JR.
N the 7th of September, ten
years, a go, the announce
ment waa flashed over the
wires that Whittier was
dead, while the spirit of
the grand old man waa.
taking its flight on the
wings. of' the evening
shadows to lands biyond
the stgrs. -Nearly 90"years
before,' on. a chid Vinter’s
morning, the 17th' of Decem
ber, 1807, the: life giving
- Spirit'of Odd moved swift
ly across the. plains of’ Massachusetts
some 80 miles .north of the city 'of-Boston,
and rested within an humMe farmer's
home near Haverhill. and'JohrL.Greenleaf
Whittier [jhat dgy came Into the-.wprld.
Little- dI4 his father dream as'piiciudly he
gazed- at his. young sotK<that Ms name
would become- so great is" to deserve" a
Place, in. America's.-Hill el Fame, or-tbat
by his poetloa] ge&iua, the archives -Of
literature would be vastly enriched."
His "father ‘Was a-. QuaJter, and,;alsoa
member of the society o_f Pjfendir. -Young
Whittier received ;a local' common school
education, spending most of his early days
nut of school at work on his father’s
farm, where he also learned the trade of
shoemaker. When about eighteen he be
gan to write verses for The Haverhill
Gazette, and Immediately after the publi
cation of bis first poem entered thfe Haver
hill &cademy for a term of two years.
When only. 20 years of age, in the year
1829,. he weht to Boston and soon became
editor of The American Manufacturer. In
1830 he became editor of The New England
Weekly Revleyr, but returneef-to Haver
hill in 1831 and engaged !n farming for
several years. In 1832, whilo.rpsijjtag a.t
Haverhill he; was given pu)fc'e(|itp&dlBhlp;
of The H&vefhffl Gazette,* :;•> • .'V ’•
He wa* a. member of ; the'- -legislature
1835-36, an4_; In-tjh.e latter part, of 1836 be
came secretary^nf the 'American Anti-
slavery Society At Philadelphia, rim "in-
1838-39 was editor ;of - Th^-r Pennsylvania.
Freeman.but •beca'uise of hls vigorous'
antialavpry editorials, his .office-was rifled
and thehulldinghurned by a fredkled mob
of the Citizens of the city of - Brotherly
Love. He moved to Amesbpry, Masis. in
1810 and became corresponding editor of
The National Era, one of the: most radi
cal papers in the north. It was lit the
columns of this paper that znoBt of his
antlslavery poems and articles appeared.
He died at Hampton Falls, New Hamp
shire, September 7, 1892. This in brief is
the life history of the great Whittier.
His was a master mind and one from
which real richness 6f thought often
sprang. He was born a true American
with a true American spirit and died a
Just representative of American greatness
and manhood. His poems yang with the
beauty of the soil and the simplicity of
J6HN G. WHITTIER.
American life. It Is .true that much of
his poetry lacks the finish of some -Of
our other poets, hut he lived at a - time
when ruggedness was at a -premium, and
muchof his work gains part of its beauty
from Its rugged boldness. Take for>in-
stance this little gepi: - ■ --- •
"When faith is lost, when honor .dies,
The man Is! dead. ’
Then^'pay. the-reveieriefe of old- days
i.To his dead' fame;. ... A.
Walls’backward with averted gaze
!'And Jaide the shame. -
jhisslbiy his 'best ;wprk was done under
tbe^P|ds of. Hberty|, nature. and ..love.-. On
it^/.sj^jefct of^lfberjty no poet has sound
ed a-?'cl^rer-''iipte. . j.^Hs songs on hature
breatiie the -very spirit of the‘’forest,"dale
and: valley, and Inj them as In no other
of h ls poems does he lose the rough
ness off his work- Take . for example
his poem on “The Worship of Nature:”
“The ocean looketji up to heaven,
As ’twere a. living thing,
The homage of its waves Is given
In ceaseless worshiping.
4 'They ;kheel upon the sloping, sand.
As bends the human knee,
A beautiful and tireless band,
The priesthood of the sea!
“They pour the glittering treasures out
Which in the deep have birth,
And chant their awful hymns about
The watching hills of earth.
“The green earth sends Its Incense up
From every mountain shrine.
From every flower 1 and dewy cup '
That greeteth the sunshine.
“The mists are lifted from the rills
Like the white wing of prayer.
They lean above the ancient hills
As doing homage there.
“The forest tops are lowly cast
O’er bffeesy Mil and glen.
As If a prayerful spirit pass'd
On Nature as on men.
“The clouds weep o’er the fallen world
E'en sb repentant love;
E’er to the blessed breeze unfurled.
They fade in light above.
“The'sky la as a temple’s arch.
The . blue and wavy air
Is glorious with the spirit march
Of messengers of prayer,
“The gently moon—the kindling gun—
Thp many stars are given.
As shrihes to bum earth’s Incense on—
The altar fires of heaven.”
Of hls love poems this short section
"from one published In The Woolman a
Journal is probably the sweetest;
“Malden, with the fair brown tresses
Shading o’er thy dreamy eyes,
floating on thy thoughtful forehead
' Cloud wreaths of its sky.
-‘Youthful years and maiden beauty.
Joy with them should still abide—
'Instinct take the place of duty— . .
i- Love, not reason, guide.
•‘Ever In the new rejoicing. .
Kindly beckoning back, the old. _
Turning, with ..a power like Midas.
All things lntu.giold.”-
H»; believed wifliA^l^sbul ^
trine, of-.'universsj tpve. etodeaVoired fo'lay
aU hate-and envy aside, lbpWnjff irpdn the
whole of feumanlty as a great brother-
hood ot souls: He. often out this thought
Into W<tt®L one of the test expressions of
lt’belnk: '
’Thank God! that 1 have lived to see the
time
When the gwittt: truth begins at last to
find #
An utterance from the deep heart of
mankind.
Earnest and dear, that all revenge la
crime! i
That man Is holier than a creed.—that all
Restraint upon him must consult hia
good,
Hope’s sunshine linger on hls prison wall.
And Love look in upon hls solitude.
The beautiful lesson which our Savior
taught
Through long, dark centuries its way
hath wrought
Into the common mind and popular
thought: •
And words, to which- by Galilee's lake
shore
The humble fishers listened with hushed
oar.
Have found an echo In the general heart.
And of the public faith become a living
part.”
He has gone now to hls last abode, but
the world still honors hls memory, and
still sings his songs.
As a pOet he had few equals, being one
of the few true and really great American
poets. As a man he was stalwart In char
acter.' never swerving from hls Idea of
duty. As a Christian he tried to live up
to the doctrine. “Dove God supremely
ana your brother' as yourself."
^ Women’s Weakness For Talk ^
AM used getting stiri
prising hews from the
United States, -but I'must
admit that when few
days ago tjeard that three
. hundred I/idi.e/i of-.tbe very
best famijjes In JNew York
had ioripted a society to
become a member of which
It Is necessary solemnly to
swear and promise to re-
tnaiii absolutely silent foe
three times twenty-four
hours a month and during,
this period .of silence to stay together
in a convent near the city of New York I"
was greatly surprised. .
I can imagine what they must suffer’
I can imagine how their male acquaint'
ances must have teased"' them and
laughed at them when’they first an-"
nounced their intention, And I have no
word to ekpress my admiration for them.
I have spoken to several Parisian ladles
about these heroic Americans ar«J the,
answer has been the' same from all:
‘Three nights passed In silence, that
might be within possibility—but three
days, impossible!” One of them even said
that even if It were a case of life and
death, no woman could possibly keep
ITer dps shut and tongue tied for more
than one day.
I know a few women, mostly of a very-
mature age, who Insist that when It Is
generally said that women talk more
than men It Is a shameful accusation,
without any foundation whatever, but
most of my lady friends admit that it
may possibly he true, and, as for men,
I am sure that r.ot even the most ardent
admirer of the feminine sex will deny
that it Is so.
I am unable to-say -whether there are
scientific or biological--reasons that ex
plain this fact, whether, for instance,
the centers for articulated speech are dif
ferently located and developed in mail
and woman: hut there is at least one
physical difference—the difference in
voice.
Tho higher pitched voice of woman eh-
abjes her to speak faster and more fluent
ly, while the deep voice of the man, with
Its slow vibrations, necessarily forces'
him to tqke more time In pronouncing
words, ft is Impossible to Imagine a
talkative Nelusko, and if he should ever
be born, hls listeners would afi flee in
terror.
It is not alone natural gifts that make
women talk faster and more than men;
modern education' and customs are also
to blame.
At school, at college, in the gymna-
By MARCEL PREVOST.
slums and In-the barracks the boy, and
later the young man, Is trained and.
taught to listen in silence, while in
schools and Irstltutes.fbr young girls tho
discipline Is much less severe, and ordi
narily their education and preparation
for life are shorten.
When the young girl leaves school she
Is In most cases under no. gestriclion, and
her duties, whether she stays with her
parents.or marries and fprms her own
home; do not impose silence upon her.
-When she becomes a mother and brings
up her children; she must necessarily
talk almost incessantly to them to an
swer their - endless questions, and thi3
alone should make us patient with her
If she gets into the habit of talking more
than we men think absolutely necessary.
_ Is This True?
: -Besides, we men -encourage and applaud
her talkativeness in every possible way.
If -a woman Is beautiful she may talk
all day without saying anything of any
depth or itapcrter.ee; arid still her beauty
alone will make us listen and admire
everything she says, and if she keeps up
this habit of talking long after her beau
ty has vanished, and bores .us .instead
of enrapturing us as before, she Is not
to he blamed and we only get onr Just
deserts. She said exactly the same things
when she was 20, and at that time men
considered her witty, intelligent and
charming.
We make woman talk In the same way
that we make her coquettish, hut when
we are out of humor, when we no longer
see her beautiful' lips and soulful eyes,
then we blame her both for talking too
much and for trying to please us by being
coquettish; though we have nobody but
ourselves to "blame.
The worst of It all Is that woman's lo
quacity prevents her from thinking. She
becomes so fond of listening to her own
voice at all times that she lias absolutely
no time for contemplation, she destroys
all possibility for an inner life, she ab
hors being alone and loves only. excite
ment and noise, and this is especially
true of the generation cf women. that :1s
now in the age of forty-five or fifty, the
worneh that we all know so well from the
novels of Paul Bourget and Guy de Mau
passant. i
Is there no remedy? Most people say
no; but I, for my part, am inclined- Vo
think that a sound, rational education of
our young girls could accomplish .won
ders. I do think that woman lias receiv
ed as great, if not greater, natural gifts
as man, and if trained and led in the
Same way from the very beginning of
life would be no fonder of hearing herself
talk than the majority of men are.
I do not think it necessary or even ad
visable.for any ope .to-try to remain silent
.for. two or three days at"a time, but I
do tihlnk tfiat lf "our children were taught
to bpend fifteen minutes a day In silent
meditation, ' and- lf this spacer of time
weregradualljr Increased up to an hour
a day, great results, could be accomplish
ed. Is It hot strange that all our colleges
for hoys as well as for girls pretend -to
he' able to teach everything except 'to-
think?
Is it not pitiful to be forced to admit
that our beautiful women,, whom we all
admire So- much, will spehd four hours .a!
day in dressing, talking: all .the while;
three hours a day ’Hi eating,; talking., all
the while, and eight 1 or nine hours In
amusing 'tlWmsglvgs; or maybe;lh attend
ing to their duties, also talking. inces-
8antly r while they #111 not spend one
hour a day In thinking and 'meditating ‘j
and thereby developing their great nat
ural gifts?
Their, Interest in their inner self Is so j
absolutely destroyed that I,.very well j
know that most women who happen to
read tills will 'exclaim": "This Marcel
Prevost has gone absolutely crasy! imag
ine, he expects us to spend*a whole hour
every day lq doing nothing at all. when
he ought to know thgt the day Is at least
three .hours .too short as It is.’! i ■
It. Is true the. day Is too short, beeause
every woman wastes one-third of every
day . In speaking wofds that have no val
ue. no purpose, words that bring no bene
fit to any one, and these hours could and
should be, used to develop the soul and
personality.
Too much talking must destroy all indi
viduality, and therefore we almost Inva
riably find that all great men are -more
o: less silent.
Our women seem to think that If they
should talk less, If they should, become
more original, they would lose one of their
charms;.. but this is decidedly wrong.
There has surely never existed a more
charming woman .than Mme, de Se-rigne;
never #as-a wOmah more admrred by men
than she was; her’letters were wonders
of womanly charm, ard still she was. not
afraid of spending hours in lonesome
meditation at Rochers, and there is in
e\ery Intelligent woman the possibilities
Of a De Sevlgnp If she only understood
how to develop them.
These three hundred American ladles
have possibly seen exactly what I have .
tried to explain, and they have made a
step in the right direction, but the change I
is too sudden; they have undertaken too
much; the forced silence for .days at a
time will be felt as a burden, while one
hour a day after a few short months
veuld be a_genuir.e oleasurei
(Copyright, 1902.)
Oto Week in a Busy
^ World
AJOR GENERAL
ARTHUR MACAR
THUR, commander
of the department
of the east. wM dl
rected the move
ments of the
troops engaged In
the defense of the
New England coast
against the mimic
attack of the fleet
under the com
mand of Rear Ad-
Maiu-n JHiicArtAurinlral Hlgglnson. is
one of the youngest officers of hls rank
In the United States army. He enlisted
from Wisconsin at the outbreak of the
civil war. and at Its close was made a
lieutenant In the regular army, with
which he has ever since been connected.
Hls distinguished services in command
of the American forces in the Philippines
and elsewhere are too well known to re
quire repetition. The war game excited
great Interest in naval and military cir
cles. and afforded splendid practice for
the tacticians and privates of both de
partments.
JNG VICTOR EM
MANUEL III. wha
s now making a
neighborly visit to
Emperor William
at Berlin, Is one of
the. few royal per
sonages of Europe
who have any con
siderable training
In ; the natural
sciences. The king,
like hls cousin, the
duke of AbruzzI, is
King of Italy deeply Interested tn
all matters of a philosophical and scien
tific character, and much of hls knowl
edge Is of the self-taught kind. Victor
Emmanuel will be 32 years old In Novem
ber. He was married in 1896 to Princess
Helena.
IR KDMUND
BARTfifl, who fa
now-iJn America on
his Way home from
the coronation ce’’-
•monies, -R the
prime mkyter of
the Ausflptnan Fed
eration and also
minister of external
affairs In his own
cabipet. Sir Ed
mund is the pure
product, political
sir Ed Barton and educational, of
tho great south sea democracy. He was
one of the earliest and one of the moat
ardent advocates of federation, and when
tho great constitution was adopted hi
was the logical helmsman of the nation.
He Is 53 years old.
rsHOP JOSEPH C.
HARTZELL, who
has just returned
from his sixth tour
as Methodist Epis
copal bishop of
Africa, was elected
to that position in
1896, at which time
he was already one ~
of the most widely
known of American
missionaries. The
bishop in his ear-
Bi.hop Hartwell Her years was close
ly associated wltli Chicago. He is ama
tive Illinoisan, was "educated la ’the Wes
leyan university of that state, and sub
sequently at the Garrett B. jlical Insti
tute. In 1868 he united with the Central
Illinois conference and for a Acore Of ;
years thereafter acted as secretary of
the Freedman’s Aid Society. He $ 6Q.
year old,
UDGE ALTON
BROOKS P A R-
ICER, whom some
of the leading dem
ocrats of New
York are quietly
pushing to the
front as a candi
date for the presi
dential nomination ’
In 1901, Is the chief
judge of the New
York court of ap- -
peals and one of
Judy. Barker the most eminent
and Influential Jurists in the entire east. •
Judge Parker is in the very fullness of
his matured manhood. He has just
passed the age of 50, has served in tho
supreme court of the state and has taken
Just sufficient Interest in practical poli
tics to put him into touch with the va
rious strata of hls party. A native of
Cortland, Judge Parker has lived alto
gether in the state, although he Is well
known In the city. He has been chief
judge of the court of appeals since 1896.
^ Lesson of the Panama Hat ^
NCE upon a time a young
lioness’, who had not been
married long, enough to
get next to the combina
tion for working a hus-.
■band without friction,
weilt forth and blew her
self for a millinery dream
that called for much
dough, observing which
Mr. Lion berated her
soundly.
‘Foolish creature.’’ he
cried as the bill came
"do you not perceive that
home to roost,
you are putting me on the bum, and that
our finish will be the poor house? Your
mistake was in not. espousing a counter
feiter, for I opine that nothing but a
slick artist can make the long green as
fast as you can spradle it around."
• But," replied Mrs. Lion. :’this chapeau
is a bargain because it Is a genuine Im
portation that 1 can wear two seasons.”
"To the suburbs." replied Mr. Lion, giv
ing her the happy hoot, "you are.so easy
it is a shame to sell you gold, bricks, but the real thing, and it will ma]
I should think that even a blind farmer t papier mache contortion of Mr.
By DOROTHY DIX.
away and makes an individual look like
bankruptcy and decay had set in at the
top.” - •
“That is true,’’ agreed Mrs. Lion, “and
as I am not dead stuck on economy anv
way, I shall "not insist on wearing my
hats two seasons, but in the meantime
this Is a giddy lid, all right, all right, and
when I put it on and saunter down the
street I shall have the whole female
bunch rubbering, and my friends will be
filled with peagreen envy." • .
“Alas!” cried Mr. Lion, "how sad it is
to see a creature with an immortal soul
who only cares for adorning herself in
glad rags, and who deliberately excites
the basest emotion in her acquaintances!
How different from the noble course I
pursue, for 1 dress quietly, and when X
purchase a hat I only think of getting a
head covering to protect me from the
elements."
Now, it chanced that when Mr. Lion
into the piker class, she hied .forth to
her mother’s, to tell her her troubles.
T have come home.” she said, "because
I have ascertained thv I am deceived In
my husband. I thought he was an angel,
and I find he is merely mortal.”
“My,, experience with earthly angels,”
returned her mother, “fs . that their pin.
feathers are qulltr that stick " into you,
and that make them iinpieasant to have
about the bouke.’’ ‘ " - -
"But 'th"yibusbisia'is. most tnijast,” pur
sued the" lloneSs,' “for he knocks lhy-.^x-'-
travggahee, end theft goes and gets happy
and blows’ in twice as many shekels son
himself.”'
"What has he^done?” Inquired the
mother with solicitude.
“He has < purchased a flfty-dollar Pan
ama hat,” replied tlie' lioness, beginning
to Weep afresh;
“Dry your teara. for hencaforth 'you,are
R. SVEN HEDIN,
who recently re
turned to Sweden
after completing
his remarkable and
dangerous journey
through Thibet and
other remote parts
of Asia, has been
gone from civiliza
tion more than
three years and
comes back to It a
more Interesting
Itr.Sa.nHedin traveler than ever.
Dr. Hedln is a specialist in Thibetan ex-
ploratiifti. He Is now busily engaged in
throwing hls recent observations and' ad
ventures into the form of a book, which.
It 1st hinted, will astound the civilized
world with Its revelations. This book
will tell strange and alarming facts
about Thibet, that land of lamas and
mysteries. It will be published' simulta
neously In all the great languages of
Europe, and It is said that It will exceed
In Interest all expectations, no matter
how high. Dr. Hedln, although but 32
years old, has already done the work of
a lifetime
returned to his home that evening he i sa {®’ returned her mother with 'great
was sporting a J50 Panama that looked sagacity, ,’for no matter what you may
spend you can always throw up to him his
wicked enough to collect alimony on.
“Ha!” he cried. "None of your lino
leum near-panamas for me. This is
and it will make that
crowning extravagance. I apprehend that
the. Panama hat erase Is the greatest
boon that eyet befell females, and that
could see that the con push who took i lock sick. Besides, it is great economy,
you in, and did you. He awake of nigh is j for. it will last for years.”
inventing new shapes to prevent the oid I At hearing these words Mrs. Lion threw
ones passing muster. Besides, a last j a fit. and when she. perceived, that the
Bear’s | one reference fo-lt 'WlU do more to choke
off further discussion of the bargain
counter than a Km of logic er a barrel-of
happy repartees.
“Furthermore, my 'child,- never cea^e to
year's bird's nest always gives the snap cost ot Mr. Lion’s new" hat threw hers be thankful that your husband is not per
fect, for If he was he would not only be
a painful contrast to yourself, but he
would be most unhandy to manage. If
your hushqnd had not gotten gay and
bought that rakish Panama he could have
crucified you to his ideal, hut now, when
ever he begins to spiel about vpnlty and
cfictfaVagance you have got him bluffed to
a Standstill: A wise Wife cannot prevent
"her husband making mistakes, but she
can take advantage of those that he does
mal^e.
‘‘Most females believe when they get
married" that they are getting an Ideal of
masculine perfection; Afterwards they
are #lad he Is-Just a common sinner who
does not feel that he Is Justified In calling
for any particular display of wisdom and
virtues in hls partner. Now go back
home and be good.”
And being a biddable little creature,
Mrs. Lion did as She was told, and she
and Mr. Lion lived In great peace, for
rather than thresh over the Panama bat
question In a Joint debate, he learned to
pay her bills without murmuring.
Moral: This fable teaches that the rea
son God made women fools was to match
tho men.
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