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TEXAS’ OIL KINO. CAPT. A. F. LUCAS. WHO BORED WELL AT BEAUMONT. From an Uarohle Beginning He Hu Suddenly Heroine One of the Klchent Meu tn the Stale-—Hks Attempts to Kind Oil Laughed at at First. A few months ago Capt. A. F. Lucas was a stranger in Texas. Folks laughed at his efforts to find oil in the soil of the Lone Star state and regarded him with contempt and pity. Today he Is a big man in the state and may be one of the next candi dates for governor. Success has caused the change in sentiment. Lucas has struck it rich. His gusher at Beaumont, about which much has ap peared in print, has a flow of 30,000 barrels a day, which is over four times that of the largest one known in the United States up to the present time. Before the well was closed, the oil flowed into a temporary reservoir j which had l>een formed about the well by throwing up a temporary embank ment. This reservoir covered 64 acres of ground 10 inches <l°ep! The bank gave way in one place and about 200,- | 000 barrels of oil escaped, it is es timated that fully half a million bar rels are still in the lake. It is not certain that this can be utilized, be cause it Is ho mixed with dirt that its usefulness is doubtful. The well is now closed and to handle the out put. the most expensive plant in the world is being built. A half million dollars will be invested in tanks alone. So strong is the pressure of the well it is estimated a vessel of from 2,000 to 3,000 tons’ capacity can be loaded in less than 24 hours. Lucas went to Texas from Washing ton two years ago. The locality In which the well is situated has long been regarded as rich in oil, but nu merous attempts to strike it, prior to Lucas’ arrival, had failed. When Lucas appeared people ridiculed his efforts, bat he was persistent and on the morning of January 10 oil was struck. From a poor man Luca3 has CA.PT a. F. LUCAS, come to be one of the richest men in Texas and if present prospects are reallzecj, may become the richest. Bandart to Itnlo Htuibandi. Germany has of late years been the stronghold of masculinity. The Ger man women have been held up as par agons of all domestic virtues and steadfastly opposed to new woman- hood. But even in Germany the throne of man is shaking. Berlin now has an Association of Married Women for the Control of Husbands. The constitu tion and bylaws haven't been made public and the meetings are private, but the name alone opens broad vistas of speculation as to the functions of the association. Presumably the wom en will alt read papers and compare experiences, and the discussions will take on a reminiscent and anecdotal character that will make them even livelier than a Sorosis election day. Of course, \merlcan club women will look pityingly at their Teutonic sis ters' effort to throw off the yoke. Or ganized effort toward the control of husbands isn’t necessary over here. As the Wonderland Red Queen would say: “Oh, we passed that long ago." Each American woman controls her own husband with an ease that leaves her time atul energy for problems more vital. Still, the German women have made a step in the right direc tion. What the feelings of the Ger man husband are when he sees his wife settiug forth to a meeting of the A. M. W. P. C. H. is beyond conjectur ing.—New York Sun. ■exploring in Outarlo. The pole still lies hid. the sacred Lhama has kept fast the bars of her gates, and the rural secrets of Darkest Africa have not been dragged forth into light—but even Ontario has re cesses into which a white man has never penetrated! The Duke of Ab ruzzo fared two thousand leagues for his Arctic enterprise; Henry Savage Landor photographed himself bound to a Thibetan stake —hut the metro politan city of Toronto is only two days distant from a forest older than Lebanon. The fitful voice of the pros pector came down from this solitude, and the seeker of pulp wood cast a cov etous eye on the spruce wilderness, but the Ontario government deter mined tha.. its unknown regions should not be given over to the stran ger. Accordingly an appropriation of forty thousand dollars was recently made, and ten exploring parties des patched to go up and possess the land. Unlike the Israelitish spies they have returned bearing neither figs nor pomegranates.—Claude Bryan, in Can adian Magazine. The man who sows seeds of kindness has a perpetual harvest. PROTECTING HIS FAMILY. A Hull Moose’s Fight with a Wildcat is a Males Forest. A story illustrating the courage of moose and their devotion to their young is related by a Maine guide, says the Sun. He was with a party of sportsmen from New York and Bos ton, hunting big game in the Bangor and Aroostook region. One morning after a light fall of snow they came upon the tracks of three moose, ap parently a bull, a cow and a calf,which they followed. Some distance further on a side hill they found signs of a struggle, evidently between the moose and some other animal—a mountain lion or wildcat. The snow was covered with blood spots, showing that the fight had been fierce. The sportsmen and guide continued to follow the tracks and at intervals found evidence of further encounters. Finally the party heard sounds of battle ahead. As they mounted the crest of a hill a peculiar sight met their gaze. Re treating as rapidly as possible under the circumstances was a good-sized cow moose perched upon whose back was a calf that had apparently been injured, while a little in front of the cow a large bull moose was engaged in a desperate fight with an enormous wild cat, the largest cat the guide had ever seen. The party watched the fight for some minutes, until finally with a sweepT>f his antlers the moose dealt a blow that seemed to disable the cat. The hunters might easily have killed the bull then and there, but their ad miration for the pluck and resourceful ness of the moose family saved the big fellow. When the wildcat tried to get away he was quickly shot. The three moose moved rapidly out of sight, without, to all appearance, having no ticed the presence of the hunters. The calf had been in some manner so in jured that he could not walk, and his Intelligent parents had arranged to carry him, pappoose, style, upon the broad back of the mother. While trav eling in this fashion, evidently, the family had been attacked by the wild cat, a beast that at times will tackle anything from a dog to a locomotive. ROOSEVELT’S PASTIME. Compare* Our Senator* to Their Ancient Prototypes. “It would kill me in a year.” This is what Theodore Roosevelt wrote twelve months ago to a friend in Washington. He was protesting against the consid eration of himself for vice president. He wished to convey a strong impres sion of how irksome the performance of the duties would be if he should be nominated and elected. Well, writes a Washington correspondent, Vice Presi dent Roosevelt has had his first turn at the gavel. Just after adjournment of the extra session some one asked him “how he liked it.” "Immensely, I like it immensely ” replied the vice presi dent. His face lighted up and there was no mistaking the genuineness. Mr. Roosevelt is most agreeably surprised by his first experience as presiding officer of the United States senate. He thought that sitting there hour after hour would be unbearable for the lover of strenuous life. How does he interest himself while the talk goes on hour after hour? Why! He ignores the thread of argument when it grows tire some. He studies the senators. He compares them individually to historic characters. In this senator he finds the counterpart of some Grecian statesman and his imagination transforms the American capltol into the Acropolis. Then another is recognized and the vice president, toying with the gavel, see§ a toga take the place of the Prince Albert and the galleries fade away while the outlines of the forum come dimly in view. For a dozen American senators Mr. Roosevelt has found the prototypes in ancient politics. He will resume his comparisons when the reg ular session opens in December. On© W'my of Swearing: OAT. “Give me a pony of brandy’, quick!" exclaimed a nervous-looking man as he rushed up to the bar of a hotel the other afternoon, says a Chicago paper. The liquor was at once forthcoming, but instead of gulping it down, as the man’s manner naturally suggested that he would do, he poured a little into the palms of his hands, rubbed them together, and buried his nose in his hands. He gave long-drawn sniffs of inhalation until the liquor had evaporated, and then poured more from the glass into his hands. This operation he repeated until the glass was empty. Then he paid for his drink and went out with a look of content ment on his face. “What’s the answer?” asked an in terested spectator. “It simply means that there are more ways than one of beating the devil around the stump,” said the bartender. "That man swore off drink the first of the year, and I don’t believe he has swallowed a drop of liquor since. He inhales it now—always brandy. I’ve known him to come in here as often as five or six times in one day and go through the performance you have just seen.” Fast Growth In Arctic Summer. Things grow very fast in the short Arctic summer. As soon as the snow melts off in many places the ground is I covered with a vine which bears a small berry something like a huckle berry. porwong it is called. It is sour and has a pungent taste, and the In j dians leave off work and go porwong ; hunting, cramming themselves with the berries. Three miles from the village of Kris | uvik, in the great volcanic district of Iceland, there is a whole mountain composed of eruptive clays and pure white sulphur. A beautiful grotto pen etrates the western slope to an un | known depth. THE WEEKLY NEWS. CARTERSVILLE, GA. FRUITS IN BRICK FORM. A Xr Froc*J of Prejerratloa Which Promise* Oret Success. Material for the building of many a great American fortune is to be fur nished within the next few years, so experimenters say, by the transform ing in bricks, hard, compact and well nigh imperishable, of fruit pulps. Cal ifornia people are experimenting in their manufacture; the problem is al most solved, and before long we shall be sending immense quantities of them to Europe. The fruit bricks, accord ing to Secretary of Agriculture Wilson, retain their freshness for a surprising length of time. They are all but proof against deterioration, being perfectly good and fit for use eighteen months or two years after being manufactured. About the consistency of a soft gum drop, they are decidedly toothsome, and the pulp being mixed with a large percentage of sugar, they hold the fla vor of the fruit admirably. Fruit pulps are already being prepared in this shape in France, and though as yet growers of this country are not manufacturing them commercially, there is every reason to suppose that before long we shall make and sell them in great quantities for foreign buyers. Strawberry bricks,, raspberry bricks, plum bricks, currant bricks and gooseberry bricks will soon be on the market for domestic consumption as well as for export. Being almost like fresh fruit and readily utilizeu by the housewife for pastry and other des serts, they are sure to earn quick pop- ularity. Furthermore, their cost will be very moderate, manufactured as they will be in great quantities at the fruit-growing centers, and wrapped simply in oiled paper, so as to avoid the expense of cans or other recepta cles. AN UNFORTUNATE INDIAN. Tragic Fate of the Onlj Red Man of Little Muddy, The city of Little Muddy, on the Up per Yellowstone, was an exceedingly wideawake town in ’B7. When it had reached the mature age of three months every kind of business man was represented except the cigar deal er, and the next week a man from Chi cago named Clark opened a tobacco store, with a large, gaudy and aggress ive wooden Indian in front, holding a tomahawk savagely in one hand and a bunch of cigars In the other. Gen tlemen not unconnected with the stock growing industry who came in from tne ranges wearing spurs and weapons would resent his threatening attitude. He was knocked off his pedestal half a dozen times a day, but did not meet his Waterloo until Tobe Hartely and friend, Long Isaac, came in town from Lightning’s Nest neighborhood. It was their first vacation from the ranch in several weeks. They wandered about town in a receptive mood and sought to enjoy their visit. Finally, they separated, and Tobe, coming along to the Indian and not noticing his upraised hatchet, sat down at his feet to rest. He soon fell asleep and sank lower. At this juncture Isaac came around the corner and took in the situation at a glance. “Killed my partner for a simple bunch of cigars, did you!’ ’he cried. “Well, well see about it!” and he produced his fire arms and began shooting accurately and rapidly. At the end of ten min utes Stark gathered up his noble sav age in a basket, while the resuscitated Tobe and the avenging Isaac moved off arm in arm. Gerranlum Leave* a* a Flavoring. From time immemorial the rose ge ranium has occupied a prominent place in popular favor. Our grandmothers have been known to strew the fra grant leaves among their lingerie, but few know of the culinary value of this humble plant. The next time you are making crab-apple jelly try this re ceipt with a few glasses: Have the geranium leaves washed to free them from any possible Then, just before pouring the hot jelly into the glasses, throw a small leaf Into the bottom of each glass. It may be allowed to remain until the jelly U used and will not spoil it in any way. The result Is an indescribable flavor which improves the jelly immensely. Sometimes when baking a cake line art earthen plate wi.h the geranium leawea and turn the hot cake out upon th*m, leaving it there until quite cold, fhe steam absorbs the fragrance from the leaves, giving the cake the daintiest possible flavor, that suggests nothing so much as the odor of a La Frauce rose. Queer Ways of Measuring DUtanre. In Holland the habit of smoking is practically universal, and if you ask of any one how far it Is to a certain place It is 10 to 1 that the answer wdll be: “Oh, about a pipe and a half!” In China horses are shod with clumsy shoes made of straw, which wear out very quickly. The driver carries ex tra sets in his Damboo cart, and he talks of a drive as a one-shoe or a two-shoe journey. If you hire a cart he will send you a bill which appears to be about 10 degrees more puzzling after it has been translated than it was in the original hieroglyphic form. It will probably read: “One load, two horses, three shoes—7o yen.” l?e*l Worth a Small Fortune. In Seio, near Rochester, N. Y., lived an old spinster named Sprague. Her sole possessions were supposed to be her meager store of household furni ture and a cat. A few weeks ago the life of the cat, which was threatened by several dogs, was saved by a hoy named Rufus Sprague, a distant rela tive. Miss Sprague told the boy thai when she died she would make him her heir and leave liim the bed she slept in. A few days ago she died. Rufus claimed the bed. In it he found SI,OOO. J^CLihaniel Greene The recent finding of the remains of Gen. Nathaniel Greene of revolution ary fame naturally directs attention ta this man who played so important a part In the building of the nation. Nathaniel Greene was the son of a Quaker, who strictly enforced the prin ciples of that sect in his home life. He was born at Warwick, R. 1., June 6, 1742. Asa boy he worked in the field, the mill and at the forge, but perceiving the boy’s natural bent for study, his father sent him to receive academic instructions under a private tutor and he also studied law. At the age of 23 he sat in the Rhode Island General Assembly as a representative for Coventry, where he had taken up his residence. The first signs cf the impending revolution did not escape Greene and he at once set to work studying military science. In 1774 an independent military company was formed in the towns adjacent to Cov entry, and Greene became a private. The Quakers, who would not counte nance anything warlike, promptly ex pelled him. When the war began Greene became a brigadier general under commission of the Rhode Island lesislature and commanded the troops from that state. As soon as he joined the army Washington recognized his ability and he was given a prominent place. By engaging Cornwallis on the west shore cf the Hudson in Novem ber, 1776, he prevented the British commander from cutting off the re treat of the Americans and he was in command of the left wing of Wash ington’s army when the Hessians were routed at Trenton. At the Brandywine. In September, 1776, Greene was a he roic figure. The British had 18,000 men here; the Americans 11,000. The latter had a strong position, but his superior numbers and perfect disci pline enabled Cornwallis to push the right wing of the Americans under Sullivan obliquely toward the village of Dilworth. Had this movement been completeed, it would have cut the American army in two and utterly routed it. But it was foiled by the generalship of Greene in executing Washington’s prompt orders to stop the dangerous gap. Greene was com manding the reserve. On receiving Washington’s order, he marched his brigade five miles in 45 minutes, and, connecting with Sullivan, prevented the impending disaster. But for his double-quick march and the inspira tion as well as increased strength which his arrival gave to the Amer icans, the rout of the latter would have been certain. In the battle of GEN. NATHANIEL GREENE. SENATORIAL CHUMS. Strang* Companionship* Formed at Washington. Strange affinities in some mysterious manner develop among senators, writes a Washington corerspondent. The scholarly Lodge of Massachusetts and Pitchfork Tillman of South Caro lina are great friends. So strong is the tie that when Tillman wanted the St. Louis world’s fair bill to carry his Charleston appropriation Lodge told him he would stay with him to the end. For some time after the pol ished. talented Beveridge entered the senate he was an odd one. He appar ently found no congenial spirit. He seemed to care to cultivate nobody and nobody cultivated him. It is different now. Beveridge has found his sena torial chum. As usual, the case is a friendship of opposites. The senator in whom the Indiana genius has dis covered comradeship is the new man from Utah, Kearns. While Beveridge was going through college and win ning fame as a brilliant orator, Kearns was prospecting on a grub-stake in the Rockies and the Sierras. Beveridge burned the midnight oil over dead lan guages. Kearns carried a sack of flour, FA TRIOT OF >7O WHOSE BODY HAS JUST BEEN FOUND Germantown Greene covered the re treat of the Americans. Before Howe evacuated Philadelphia in June, 1778, Greene became quartermaster general of the American army, but he retained the right to command on the field and in the chase after Howe’s army, across New’ Jersey, Greene was a conspicuous figure. He commanded the American right wing at Monmouth. Except for a few minor skirmishes. Greene was, after this memorable event, chiefly en gaged in his duties as quartermaster general. In September, 1780, while Washington was absent, Greene was In Command of the Army. It was at this time tnat Arnold’s trea son occurred and that Andre was cap tured. Greene was president of the Board of Inquiry convened for his trial and, with tear-filled eyes, signed the warrant for the young man’s death. Subsequently he was given command of the post at West Point, but re mained only a short time, being sent south to take command of the army which was threatened with annihila tion by Cornwallis. Gates had been a failure. It required a better master of the science of war than he to re trieve the waning fortunes of the Americans. The army of which Greene took command consisted of 2,307 men, of whom 1,482 were fit for duty. Greene divided his forces. Mor gan was given command of one divi sion; Greene took the other. At Cow pens, January 17, 1781, Morgan was attacked by Tarleton and, after a hard fought battle, Tarleton’s force was ut terly routed, losing 800 men out of a total of 1,100. Cornwallis, infuriated by this defeat, set out to thrash Mor gan. Greene, meanwhile, had effected a junction with the latter and when Cornwallis met them at Guilford Court Plouse, March 15, a battle was fought. It was an indecisive affair, but the Americans gained an advantage, for the enemy, being too much shattered to continue the contest, retired to Wil mington. Greene then moved south ward. The British were strong In South Carolina. At first he met with reverses, hut during May and June, 1781, he took possession of all the garrisons the British had held, forcing the latter to retire. At Eutaw Springs he achieved the final victory for the Americans in South Carolina. Before the close of the war he had taken pos session of Charleston. When peace was declared he settled on a plantation presented to him by the state of Geor gia, located at Mulberry Grove. There he died, in 1786, at the age of 44. Con gress voted him many honors, one of which was the erection of a monument to his memory in Washington. a flitch of bacon and a pick into the wildnerness. About the time that In diana woke to the intellectual merits of Beveridge, Kearns struck it rich in abandoned workings of an old mine. Beveridge is famous, but brain-weary. Kearns is on Easy street, a United States senator, in search of a good time. The two senators are to spend a vacation together. Beveridge is go ing to 1 tah to join Kearns. They will take a wagon, saddle-horse and a camping outfit and plunge Into the marvelous country southwest of Salt Lake City. If the mood for the wild life lasts they will go through to Southern California, from 800 to 1,000 miles. Both are looking forward to the first genuine outing of their lives. Spoke for First Time In Ten Year*. As the result of a skillful operation Raymond Pfroender, a lad of 10 years, living at Granito City 111., has been able to speak the first v*rds he ever uttered in his life. His inability to speak was caused by a defective palato which was successfully operated on by Doctor Nildrlnghaus of Granite City assisted by Doctors Everman and Schriefels of St. Louis. Mo. RED, WHITE AND BLUE. Brides must on their wedding day Have for luck the old folks say 7 Some hmg old and something Something borrowed, something bT ue . So when rair Marguerite was led Down the rose-strewn aisle to wed She had followed to the end The rule that luck should her attend. Borrowed blushes on her face That the hue of love should grace Bridal trousseau very new ’ The groom was old and she was bl Ue —Baltimore World. ' HUMOROUS. I see thi3 magazine runs a column called ‘Half-minute Talks ' ” .. thing unusual?” “Yes; it i s edited hr a woman.” 3 Nell—l saved a man’s life today Belle—How so? Nell—He said he was dying to meet me, and I con . sented to an introduction. She—You say girls are always in a hurry to get married. He—Yes; that’s precisely what I say. ‘‘And yet you claim they are always late when it comes to the wedding.” Billson—Now, in India, Great Brit ain maintains a corps of war elephants | which are trained to march in single 1 file. Bilkins—That would be sort of a trunk line, wouldn’t it? A gentleman was giving a toy some peanuts the other day. The mother said. “Now, what are you go ing to say to the gentleman?” The lit tle fellow looked up, and replied “More!” “Say, I dropped a quarter here somewhere,” said the customer. “Very well,” replied the salesman, “I’ll find it and keep it for you.” “All right, and if you don’t find it you can keep it for yourself.” “Mrs. Ladd used to worry terribly when her husband was away on his trips, but she’s got over it.” “Con quered her nervousness, I suppose?” “Oh, no succeeded in making him have his life insured.” Stranger—Whose place is that over there? Native —That’s the new man sion of one of our sugar refiners. Stranger—Ah, another “house built upon the sand.” Native—Say, rather, on the rocks that he made out of sand. “What kind of oil, Pat, do you sup pose they use to produce that color?" asked the citizen as a freight train went by showing a green lantern. “Shure, I should say some of the Im merald Isle, sir,” was Pat’s quick re ply. “Little boy,” said the kindhearted old gentleman, “you must not cry. You know it is a waste of time to cry.” And the little boy, who is from Boston, dried his tears long enough to remark: “And it is also a waste of time to tell any body it is a waste of time to cry.” Mamma—l wish I knew whether Ma bel really cares for that young man down there. Papa—All right. I’ll step out to the front door for a minute and peep into the parlor on my way. Mamma —Nonsense! What could you possibly find out? Papa —The gas, if she cares for him. It was at a fashionable boarding house, and they had calves’ brains for lunch. She spoke to the gentleman next to her: “And do you like calves’ brains, Mr. Domo?” “I always try to feel content with what I have madam.” There is a time to laugh, even in fashionable boarding houses. Crow* in l’ekln. A feature of Pekin is the vast num ber of crows that are to be seen. Liter ally there are millions of them. They are everywhere. They are almost tame. They hop along the ground near your feet. They seem to have no fear. About 5 o’clock every after noon they start a flight to the Forbid den city and the air is black with them. Before dark all the crows In Pekin are in the Forbidden city and the buildings there are covered with them. Those that are open are filled with them. The various thrones are roosting places no less than the roofs and the trees. The obvious rea son for their nightly flight to the For bidden city is that they are never dis turbed. A superstitious Chinaman was asked by the stranger: “Why do all the crows go to the Forbidden city at night?” “To see the Son of Heav en,” he said. “Ah, it is a great thing 10 see the Son of Heaven (the emper or). We cannot see him in this life. No one not an official can go into the Forbidden city, which is the most beautiful and most magnificent place in the world, but if we are good in this life we can go in w r hen we die and we can see the Son of Heaven.” ‘ what has that got to do with crows? demanded the stranger. “Everything in the world.” said the superstitious Chinaman. “When a Chinaman dies, if he has been good his spirit ma) enter a crow and then he can S° in and out of the Forbidden city when ever he wants to. He may see the Son of Heaven every’ day and feast his eyes on the splendor o the heaven-sent royalty forever. New York Sun. German Crown Prince in Love. It is rumored on the continent that the crown prince of Germany, whose soldierly bearing called forth mut favorable comment during his shoi stay in England, has actually fallen > n love with one of the youngest gran: daughters of the late Queen Victoi ia- The girl in question is only 14 >' ears old. so that no wedding festivities are anticipated for some time to come, but the story goes that the young couple have been formally betroth e to one another with the consent an approval of both the king And t n German emperor. The princess is an attractive ’little maid, and is tat (laughter of one of the most popular ladies in England.