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Ot llAA, GEORGIA.
HENDER80N & HANLON, Publisher*.
What a foolish idea China has got 1
It really imagines it should be con-
suited whenever aforeign power wants
to clio h off a few hundred square miles
-Of its territory.
American soldiers in the Philip¬
pines are fighting with superb courage
aud fortitude, the fact occasions great
..satisfaction, but uot the slightest sur¬
prise. American soldiers have never
learned to tight in any other way.
Americans have beeu so confident
from the beginning that affairs in
Samoa would be rationally adjusted
that they have had no great- interest
in the means employed, A commis-
sion with plenipotentiary powers, sit¬
ting on the ground, is as good a way
as any.
Canada has preserved the famous
Plains of Abraham by paying the nom-
ilia! rent of $1 HO a year, but this ar-
rangement is now broken, end the
field has been surveyed for building
lot-8. Hosts of Americans will join
the Canadians iu protesting against
the transformation of the historic bat-
tlefield ..... into a thickly .... settled , , , suburb , ,
of Quebec.
The organization of a uaval reserve
m . Honolulu, „ , , which , . . is . about to . , be uu-
dertakeu with the full approval of
Secretary Long, is a thoroughly, com-
mendable movement. The organiza-
tion of such a body at that port along
the lines which have beeu followed by
the reserves iu this country will pro¬
vide au emergency force at one of the
most important of all our uaval out¬
posts, aud there may betimes when it
will prove of almost incalculable use-
fulness to National interests in the
Pacific ocean. The project is au un¬
mistakable sign that the process of
Americanizing Hawaii is making rapid
headway.
Bronze monuments in London have
a hard time of it, and so have those
whose duty it is to keep such orouzes
in good order. Boehm’s statue of
Carlyle stands on the Chelsea Em-
baukment, where with smoke sopt,
acid exhalations and dampness Car¬
lyle was soon coated with oxides.
Chelsea officials did not understand
the line effects of a pat-ine. They
scrubbed Carlyle and got him clean,
aud next painted him black, following
Fronde’s ways. There came much
fault-finding. Then the Chelesa an-
thorities removed the paint, re-
scrubbed C . arlyle over again, and he
now appears as a'mottled philosopher,
The Prince of Wales has organized
• a , League r ot . „ Mercy, with the mime-
diate object of promoting the London
hospital fund which bears his name,
aud to organize all workers in this
and similar causes. In this eonnec-
tion au “Order of Man y” has been
established, which will be conferred
as a reward for gratuitous personal
services rendered iu the relief of sick-
ness aud suffering. None can lie Hit-
milted to the order without the sanc-
tion of the queen, and the decoration
of the order may be worn on all occa-
sions, but gives no rank. It is dis-
tinctiy stated that personal service
only aud uot gifts of money will re
ceive merit from this ol der.
The Connecticut savings • ° banks in-
creased , then , . deposits . last year
$7,5111,700, a id of this sum $7,164,082
came in deposits of $100;) and more.
Only $048,‘>18, in other words, came
from deposits of less than $1000.
How much of this came from deposits
of over $500? The statistics do
follow the matter down to that point,
Enough is shown, however, to indi-
cate that the savings bauks of Con¬
nect-lout are existing today largely for
th-> accommodation of the wealthy
classes. Of the total deposits of
o*i r mHM* .w.
to the account of persons whose de-
posits are less than $1000. More than
$54 000,000 is to the account of in-li-
vi lual deposits 1 above $2000. The
Norwich Dime „ Savings . society . . , has
one
individual deposit of $54,507, and the
Norwich Dime Savings bank has one
deposit of $42,991 - . Several other
banks carry single deposits in excess
of $20,000. There are not less than
271 individual deposits iu the savings
bauks of Connecticut above $10,000,
and 15,142 .between $2000 and $10,-
001). There are as many as 33,928 iu-
dividual accounts of from $1000 tc
$ 2000 .
Success comes alwaj* to those who
believe iu printer’s ink judiciously
used. Let us have your advertise*
meat.
FEOM OCEAN TO OCEAN.
Rudyard Kipling’s Description of Harvey Cheyne’s “Record"
Run From San Diego to Boston.
A REMARKABLE STORY FOUNDED ON FACT.
n" y passageTf’uqua’i
length is more vivid than the description,
in “Captains Courageous, of Harvey
Cheyne’s rush across (he continent, to meet
the son whetn he had mourned as dead.
This is said to have been based on a “rec¬
ord” trip between the aud same points—San Muss.—
Diego, California, Boston, president
made by a Western railway description shows in
In 1895, Mr. Kipling’s American railway u
singular knowledge of American
nifii and methods, as well as of
character. By permission of The Centnry
Company, we print herewith the passage
in question, from Chapter IX. of “Clap-
tains Courageous.”]
Whatever his private sorrows may
be, a multimillionaire, like any other
workingmani sbould keep abr(?ast 0 .
bis buginesg _ Harvey Cheyne, senior,
had gone East late in June to meet a
woman broken down, half mad, who
dreamed day aud night of her son
drowning in the gray seas, He had
surrounded her with doctors, trained
nurses, massage-women, and even
faith-cure companions, but they were
useless. Mrs. Cheyne lay still and
moaned, or talked of her boy by the
hour together to any one who would
listen. Hope she had none, and who
cordd 0 ff er it? All she needed wasas-
surance that drowning did not hurt;
and her husband watched to guard lest
sholl!d make the
his own sorrow he h spoke little—hard-
ly realized the depth o’ it till he
caught himself asking the calendar on
his writing-desk, “What’s the use of
going on?”
There had always Iain a pleasant
notion at tbe back of bis head that,
gome day, when he had rounded off
everything and the boy bad left col¬
lege, he would take his son to his
heart and lead him into his pos¬
sessions. Then that boy, he argued,
as busy fathers do, would instantly
become his companion, partner and
ally, and there would follow splendid
years of great works carried out to¬
gether—the old head backing the
young fire. Now this boy was dead—
lost at sea, as it might have been a
Swede sailor from one of Cheyne’s
big teaships; the wife was dying, or
worse; he himself was trodden down
fey platoons of women and doctors aud
maids and-attendants; worried almost
beyond endurance by the shift and
change of her poor restless whims;
hopeless* with no heart to meet his
many enemies.
He had taken the wife to his raw
new palace in San Diego, where she
and her people occupied a wing of
great price, and Cheyne, in a veranda-
room, between a secretary and a type¬
writer, who was also a telegraphist,
toiled about wearily from day to day.
There was a war of rates among four
Western railroads in which he was
supposed to be interested; a devastat-.
ing strike had developed in Ms lumber
camps in Oregon, and the Legislature
0 f the State of California, which has
no love for its makers, was preparing
open war against him.
Ordinarily he would have accepted
j battle ere it was offered, and have
waged a pleasant and unscrupulous
campaign.. But now he sat limply,
his soft black hat pushed forward on
his nose, his big body shrunk inside
his loose clothes, staring at his boots
or tbe obinese jnuks in tbe bay and
assenting absently to the secretary’s
' questions as he opened the Saturday
mail.
| Cheyne was wondering how much
i it would cost to drop everything and
| pullout. could He carried huge insurances,
buy himself royal annuities,and
between one of his places in Colorado
I ftn d a little society (that would do the
i g°°d)> say in Washington and iu
the South Carolina Islands, a man
might forget plans that had come to
nothing. On the other hand--
| The cliok of the typewriter stopped;
! tb ® S irl was looking at the secretary,
' W He^asseTCheyne a telegram re-
pea ted from San Francisco:
! “Picked up by fishing schooner
I We’re Here having fallen offboat great
j times on Banks fishing all well wait-
> mg Gloucester Mass care Disko Troop
for money or orders wire what shall do
i and how is mama Harvey N.Cheyne.”
The father let it fall, laid his head
I down on the roller-top of the shut
desk, and breathed heavily. The sec¬
| retary who found ran for Mrs. Cheyne’s doctor,
Cheyne pacing to and fro.
“What—what d’you think of it? Is
j it possible? 1 can>t Is uite there make any il meaning be to
^
“I can," said the doctor. “I lose
seven thousand a year—that’s all.”
He thought of the struggling New
York practice he had dropped at
“You JSSy? ~
mean you'd tell her? 'May
be a fraud?”
; “What’s the motive?” said the doo-
J®. It s the ° 00 "y- boy sure "Detection’s enough.” too certain.
Enter a Prenc h maid, impudently,
as an indispensable one who is kept on
only by large wages.
“Mi-s. Cheyne she say you must
come at once. She think you are
seek.”
The master of thirty millions bowed
his head meekly and followed Sukanne;
and a thin, high voice on the upper
lauding of the great white-wood square
staircase cried: “What ia it? What
has happened?”
No doors could keep out the shriek
that rang through the echoing house a
moment later, when her husband
blurted out the news.
“And that’s all right,” said the doc¬
tor, serenely, to the typewriter.
“About the only medical statement in
novels with any truth to it is that joy
don’t kiil, Miss Kinzey.”
“I knew it; but we’ve a heap to do
first.” Miss Kinzey was from Mil¬
waukee, somewhat direct m speeoh,
and as her fancy leaned towards the
secretary, she divined there was work
in hand. He was looking earnestly at
the vast roller-map of America on the
wall.
“Milsom, we’re going through—Bos¬ right across.
Private oar—straight
ton. Fix the connections," shouted
Cheyne down the staircase.
“I thought so.”
The secretary turned to the type¬
writer, aud their eyes met (out of that
was born a story—nothing to do with
this story). She looked inquiringly,
doubtful of his resources. He signed
to her to move to the Morse as a gen¬
eral brings brigades into action. Then
he swept his hand musician-wise
through his hair, regarded the ceiling,
and set to work, while Miss Kinzev’s
white fingers called up the Continent
of America.
“K. H. Wade, Los Angeles—the
‘Constance’ is at Los Angeles, isn’t
she, Miss Kinsey?”
“Yep.” Miss Kinzey nodded be¬
tween clicks as the secretary looked
at his watch.
“Ready? Send ‘Constance,’private
car, here, and arrange for special to
leave here Sunday in time to connect
with New York Limited at Sixteenth
street, Chicago, Tuesday next, ”
Click—click-click! “Couldn’t you
better that?”
■“Not on those grades. That gives
’em sixty hours from here to Chicago.
They won’t gain anything by taking a
special east of that. Ready? Also
arrange with Lake Shore and Michigan
Southern to take ‘Constance’ on New
York Central and Hudson River Buf¬
falo to Albany, and B. and A. the same
Albany to Boston. Indispensable I
should reach Boston Wednesday even¬
ing. Be sure nothing prevents. Have
also wired Canniff, Toucey, aud Barnes.
—Sign,-Cheyne.”
Miss Kinzey nodded, and the secre¬
tary went on.
“Now then. Canniff, Toucey, and
Barnes, of course. Ready? Canniff,
Chicago. Please take my private car
‘Constance’ from Santa Feat Sixteenth
street next Tuesday p. m. cn N. Y.
Limited through to Buffalo and de¬
liver N. Y. C. for Albany.—Ever bin to
N’York, Miss Kinzey? We’ll go some
day.—Ready? Take car Buffalo to Al¬
bany on Limited Tuesday p. m. That’s
for Toucey.”
“Haveu’t bin to Noo Y. rk, but I
know that!” with a toss of he head.
“Beg pardon. Now, Bo ton and Al¬
bany, Barnes, same instraefcions from
Albany through to Boston. Leave
three-fivep. m. (youneedn’t wire that);
arrive nine-five p. m. Wednesday.
That covers everything Wade will clo,
but it pays to shake up the managers.”
“It’s great,” said Miss Kinzey, with
a look of admiration. This was the
kind of man she understood and ap¬
preciated.
“ ’T is n’t bad,” said Milsom, mod¬
estly. “Now any one but me would
have lost thirty hours and spent a
week working out ibe run, instead of
handing him over to the Santa Fe
straight through to Chicago. ”
“But-see here, about Depel’ tha'iNoo York
Limited. Chauncey himself
could n’t hitch his car to her,” Miss
Kinzey suggested, recovering herself.
“Yes, but this isn’t Chauncey. It’s
Cheyne—lightning. It goes.”
“Even so. Guess we’d better wire
tbe boy. You’ve forgotten that, any¬
how.” .
“I’ll ask.”
When he returned with tile father’s
message bidding Harvey meet them in
Boston at an appointed hour, he found
Miss Kinzey laughing over the keys.
Then Milsom laughed, toj>, for the
frantic clicks from Los Angeles ran:
< i We want to know why—why—why?
General uneasiness developed and
spreading.”
Ten minutes later Chicago appealed
to Miss Kinzey in these words: “If
crime of century is maturing please
warn friends iu time. We are all get¬
ting to cover here.”
This was capped by a message from
Topeka (and wherein Topeka was con¬
cerned even Milsom could not guess):
“Don’t shoot, Colonel. “We’ll come
down.”
Cheyne smiled grimly at the con¬
sternation of his enemies when the
telegrams were laid before him. “They
think we’re on the war-path. Tell
’em we don’t feel like fighting just
now, Milsom, Tell ’em what we’re
going for. I guess you and Miss Kin¬
zey had better come along, though it
isn’t likely I shall do any business
on the road. Tell ’em the truth—for
once.”
So the truth was told. Miss Kinzey
olicked in the sentiment while the
secretary added the memorable quota¬
tion, “Let us have peace,” and in
board-rooms two thousand miles away
the representatives of sixty-three mil¬
lion dollars’ worth of variously mani¬
pulated railroad interests* breathed
more freely. Cheyne was flying to
meet the only son, so mi -aculously
restored to him. The bear was seek¬
ing his cub, not the bulls. Hard men
who had their knives drawn to fight
for their financial lives put away the
weapons and wished him God-speed,
while half a dozen panic-smitten tin-
pot roads perked up their heads and
spoke of the wonderful things they
would have done had not Cheyne
buried the liatohet.
It was a busy week-end among the
wires; for, now that their anxiety was
removed, men and cities hastened to
accommodate.? Los Angeles called to
San Diego And Barstow that the
Southern California engineers might
know and be ready in their lonely
round-houses; Barstow passed the
word to the Atlantic and Pacific; and
Albuquerque flung it the whole
length of the Atchison, Topeka and
Santa Fe management, even into Chi¬
cago. An engine, combination-car
with crew, and the great and gilded
“Constance” private car were to be
"expedited” over those three thou¬
sand three hundred and fifty miles.
The train would take precedence of
one hundred and seventy seven
others meeting and passing; despatch¬
es and crews of every one of those
said trains must be notified. Sixteen
locomotives, sixteen engineers and
sixteen •firemen would be needed—
each and everyone the best available.
Two and one-half minutes would be
allowed for changing engines, three
for watering and two for coaling.
“Warn the men, and arrange tanks
and chutes accordingly; for Harvey
Cheyne is in a hurry, a hurry- a
hurry,” sang the wires. “Forty
miles an hour will be expected, and
division superintendents will accom¬
pany this special over their respec¬
tive divisions. From San Diego to
Sixteenth street, Chicago, let the
magic carpet be laid down, Hurry!
oh, hurry!” hot,” said Cheyne,
“It will be as
they rolled out of San Diego in the dawn
of Sunday. “We’re going to hurry,
mamma, just as fast as ever we can;
but I really don’t think there’s any
good of your putting on your bonnet
and gloves yet. You’d much better
lie down and take your medicine. I’d
play you a game of dominoes, but it’s
Sunday.”
“I’ll be good. Oh, I will be good.
Only—taking off my bonnet makes
me feel as if we’d never get there.”
“Try to sleep a little, mamma, and
we’ll be in Chicago before you know.”
“But it’s Boston, father. Tell ^hem
to hurry.” drivers hammer¬
The six-foot were
ing their way to San Bernardino and
the Mohave wastes, but this was no
grade for speed. That would come
later. The heat of the desert fol¬
lowed the heat of the hills as they
turned east to the Needles and the
Colorado Kiver. The car cracked in
the utter drouth and glare, and they
put crushed ice to Mrs. Cheyne’s
neck, and toiled up the long, long
grades, past Ash Fork, towards Flag¬
staff, where the forests and quarries
are, under the dry, remote skies. The
needle of the speed-indicator flicked
and wagged to and fro; the cinders
rattled on the roof, and a whirl of dust
sucked after the whirling wheels. The
crew of the combination sat on their
bunks, panting in their shirt-sleeves,
and Cheyne found himself among
them shouting old, old stories of the
railroad that every trainman knows,
above the roar of the car. He told
them about his son, and how the sea
had given up its dead, and they nod¬
ded and spat and rejoiced with him;
asked after “her, back there,” and
whether she could stand it if the en¬
gineer “let her out a piece,” and
Cheyne thought she could. Accord¬
ingly, the great fire-horse was “let
out” from Flagstaff to Winslow, till a
division superintendent protested.
But Mrs. Cheyne, in the boudoir
stateroom, where the French maid,
sallow-white with fear, clung to the
silver door-handle, only moaned a lit¬
tle and begged her husband to bid
them “hurry.” And so they dropped
the dry sands and moon-struck rocks
■of Arizona behind them, and grilled
on till the crash of the couplings and
the wheeze of the brake-hose told them
they were at Coolidge by the Conti¬
nental Divide.
Three bold and experienced men—
cool, confident, and dry when they be¬
gan; white, quivering, and wet when
they finished their trick at those t erri¬
ble wheels—swung her over the great
lift from Albuquerque to Glorietta and
beyond Springer, up and up to the
Baton Tunnel on the State line,
whenoe they dropped rocking into La
Junta, had sight of the Arkansaw, and
tore down the long slope to Dodge
City, where Cheyne took comfort once
again from setting his watch an hour
ahead.
There was very little talk in the car.
The secretary and typewriter sat to¬
gether on the stamped Spanish-leather
cushions by the plate-glass observa¬
tion-window at the rear end, watching
the surge aud ripple of the ties
ciowded back behind them, and, it is
believed, making notes of the scenery.
Cheyne moved nervously between his
own extravagant gorgeousness and the
naked necessity of the combination,
an unlit cigar in his teeth, till the
pitying crews forgot that he was their
tribal enemy, and did their best to
entertain him.
At night the bunched eleetrios lit
up that distressful palace of all the
luxuries, and they fared sumptuously,
swinging on through the emptiness of
abject desolation. Now they heard
the swish of a water-tank, and the
guttural voice of a Chinaman, the
clink-clink of hammers that tested the
Krupp steel wheels, and the oath of a
tramp chased off the rear-platform;
now the Bolid crash of coal shot into
the tender; and now a beating back
of noises as they flew past a waiting
train. Now they looked out into great
abysses, a trestle purring beneath
their tread, or up to rocks that barred
out half the stars. Now scaur and
ravine changed and rolled back to
jagged mountains on the horizon’s
edge, and now broke into hills lower
and lower, till at last came the true
plains.
At Dodge City an unknown hand
threw in a copy of a Kansas paper
containing some sort of an interview
with Harvey, who had evidently fallen
in with an enterprising reporter, tele¬
graphed on from Boston. The joyful
journalese revealed that it was beyond
question their boy, and it soothed
Mrs. Cheyne for a while. Her one
word “harry" was conveyed by the
erowq to the engineers of Nickerson,
Topeka and Marceline, where the
grades are easy, and they brushed the
Continent behind them. Towns and
villages were close together now, and
a man could feel here that he moved
among people. dial, and
“I can’t see the my eyes
ache so. What, are we doing?”
“The very best wo can; mamma.
There’s no sense in getting in before
the Limited. We’d only have to wait.”
“I don’t care. I want to feel we’re
moving. Bit down and tell me the
miles.” dial
Cheyne sat down and read the
for her (there were some miles which
stand for records to this day), but the
seventy-foot car never changed its
long steamer-like roll, moving through
the heat with the hum of a giant bee,
Yet the speed was not enough for
Mrs. Cheyne; and the heat, the re¬
morseless August heat, was making
her giddy; the clook-hauds would not
move, and when, oh, wlien would they
be in Chicago? they changed
It is not true that, as
engines at Fort Madison, Cheyne
passed over to the Amalgamated
Brotherhood of Locomotive En¬
gineers an endowment sufficient to
enable them to fight him and his fel¬
lows on equal terms for evermore. He
paid his obligations to engineers and
firemen as he believed they deserved,
and only his bank knows what he gave
the crews who had sympathized with
him. It is on record that the last crew
took entire charge of switching opera¬
tions at Sixteenth street, because
“she” was in a doze at last, and
Heaven was to help any one who
bumped her. paid specialist who
Now the highly and Michigan
conveys the Lake Shore
Southern Limited from Chicago to
Elkhart is something of an autocrat,
and he does not approve of being told
how to back up to a car. None the
less he handled the “Constance” as if
gbe might have been a load of dyna¬
mite, and when the crew rebuked
him, they did it in whispers aud dumb
show.
“Pshaw!” said the Atchison, To¬
peka and Santa Fe men, discussing
life later, “we weren’t runnin’ for a
record. Harvey Cheyne’s wife, she
were sick back, an’ we didn’t want to
jounce her. ’Come to think of it, our
runnin’ time from San Diego to Chi¬
cago was 57.54. You can tell that to
them Eastern way-trains, When
we’re tryin’ for a reeord, we’ll let you
know.”
To the Western man (though this
would uot please either city) Chicago
and Boston are cheek by jowl, and
some railroads encourage the delu-
sion. The Limited whirled the “Con-
stance” into Buffalo and the arms of
the New York Central and Hudson
River (illustrious magnates with white
whiskers aud gold charms oil their
watch-chains boarded her here to talk
a little business to Cheyne), who slid
her gracefully into Albany, where the
Boston and Albany completed the run
from tide-water to tide-water—total
time, eighty-seven hours and thirty-
five minutes, or three days, fifteen
hours and one-half. Harvey wa3 wait¬
ing for them.
Electric Devices For the Household.
Electricity iu a large way has so
much attention that people whose
houses are not wired for the current
forget the manifold blessings which
electricity can confer iu the house¬
hold. That the house, as well as be¬
ing lighted, cau be heated, and the
meals cooked by the nineteenth cen¬
tury wonder are only two items on a
long list. Not only through radiators
can a house be heated, but there are
similar devices like foot warmers for
chilly nooks which will keep one from
taking cold. All manner of portable
stoves for cooking are on the market,
5 o’clock tea kettles, chafing dishes,
coffee pots and fine ovens, in which
the heat can be regulated by thermo¬
meters and a system of switches to
bake on the top or all around.
Then there are griddles, broilers,
hot water urns and all kinds of flat-
irons. Instead of the hot-water bag
there is the heating pad for the same
purpose. A heater for curling irons
is a vast improvement on the gas ar¬
rangement or the alcohol lamp com¬
monly used, for there is no soot to
smirch the tongs, Then there are
soldering irons for solder, sealing wax
or glue, which are convenient to have
in every house.—New York Press.
When Syrians Tell Tales.
Heroic tales usually occupy the
evening, and each tale is made a little
larger than the one preesding it. One
says, “My grandfather with one blow
ot his ‘yatican’ (some sort of a clay¬
more) cut off the head of a gigautio
high wayman.” The other says, “Lis¬
ten ! May God prolong your days! There
is greater than that. My great-grand¬
father once struck a great highway¬
man with his yatican on the crown of
his head. The weapon fell exactly on
the middle of the head, and, passing
through the backbone, cut the spinal
cord exactly in two and passed be¬
tween the feet of the doomed man.
The blow was so swift that the man,
nof feeling it, stepped forward toward
my great-grandfather and fell in two
pieces.”—Bitatir (Syria) Letter in the
Chicago Record.
A Hoodoo Ship.
The coal steamship Westoe, of South
Shields, on her way up the Clyde
River a few days ago collided with
several vessels in succession, and was
badly disabled. Iu a sinking condi¬
tion she was then run ashore. Sud¬
denly a fire broke out in her engine
room, some paraffin, it is supposed,
having capsized. The fire was extin¬
guished, because the vessel found¬
ered. That was thought to be the
end of the steamer, but the next clay
the Lloyds received this message:
“Steamer Westoe, sunk at Charlton,
completely broken in two this morn¬
ing.”—New York World.
PLAN OF GOVERNME
Submitted To Filipinos
Our Commissioners.
ITS PROVISIONS OUTLIN
A Governor General Will Be
pointed To Take ChargJ
of Affairs.
A cable dispatch from Manila com^B s^H
The United States Philippine
sion has submitted to the Filif®
commissioners a draft of the for®
government the president is prep^H
to establish. According to this pliHH
governor general will be appoin®
for the islands by the president,^
\, ill also be a cabinet, and later
advisory council will be elected by the
people. mM
In spite of the presence of the I®
pino commissioners in Manila, tna
military operations continue with ^® am
abated vigor,
The visitors were apparently afi^S i"P®
rant of the true condition of
Upon diately their inundated arrival with they were iuvi^J j®
pressed covering surprise both day at nml the night courliti^H af^^H
affairs within our lines.
everything They had been chaotic, led to and belief® ar^^H
was
lighted at the reception accxad®
them.
Reports received from interior-® persoil®
have arrived from the
that no troops are left in the
province. soutl^H
They were all drafted
the outbreak of the war.
The villages on the west co®
almost deserted, and the lie®
especially, Americans, are if only desirous for the of jniu^J
crushing the Tagalos. an^H
Many natives of Benguot
said that civil if the would Americans mvessiJB hajfl
rived war
ensued, the Tagalos owing and to the the fiictiol^J iuhab®
other provinces.
It is added that the only
troops now left are 7,000 ffl
General Luna at Tarlae, and
4,000 Even these under General* demoralized Pio uitdj® delj®
are
of arms and supplies.
Schunnan Submits Frop.xtHion. jHj
Professor Schurman, beadof tfl
United States Philippine following^^^^M
has submitted the
proposition to the Filipinos: ifl
I - While the final decision as to
form of government is in the
congress, the president, under hi®
itary powers, stands pending ready to the offer uM®^ the !S
congress,
lowing form of government: poii®
“A governor general to.be ap
ed by the president; a cabinet t<
appointed by the governor appointed genera byj
the judges to be department!
president; heads of
judges to either be Americanscl
ipinos visory or council, both, and its alsc^ia
chosen by the lierealt^^B peopk®
suffrage to be
termined upon.
“The president an^®|
that bloodshed cease
pie of the Philippines, at
date, enjoy the largest me
self-government and order.”’ compatibly
The Filipinos have made*
proposition, except for a M
hostilities until they can w
question of peace to the pem
FATAL EXPLOSt
Tank of Nitre-Glycerine !
Killing Three n*j
Three men, employees Aetnai oj
Power Company, of
blown tank of to nitro-glyeerin atoms in the Mcl exj
A pipe leading from I
burst, igniting some si
leaves near a flue leadii
room containing the ni
tank. J
EMPEROR SENDS JOU
Newspaper Man As Attf^
bassy At Wasliin]
The German emperor ll
u new departure in his dil
vice, for he lias attac hed
bassy in Washington a n
who is known as “the o:
ist has of been the appointed emperor.” and DJ| f®
place, is a well known
nalist, who has spent a j
years at various times in tlq
his ambassador. He is a w
uewspaper man in his oij
and has had much experienj
aental journalism.
PARIS MAY BE l/Oi
An Attempt To Float Qrot
Was Unsuccess!
Advices that from attempt CoruwtJj mJ
state an
American line steamer liw
successful.
It is now considered pi
the steamer will be aim
wreck. thdj
The Paris is one of
ican liners plying the
during the war with fc"
auxiliary cruiser.